I was looking among the stars with my celestial star owls. We could see more and more stars being born across the universe.  He was remembering more and more as his memories became our stars.  The addiction still lingered.  It was not entirely gone.  What remained was a fog like haze that could not really travel anywhere.  It seem to be stuck here on this side of the galaxy.  My heart still beat heavy light pulses at the sight of our God.  I remember clearly how he looked into my eyes before he awoke.  Shadow and darkness ran away from his presence.  Him just being there was all that needed to happen. His presence alone could vanquish any darkness and all of its manifestations.  The addiction was one of the strongest forms of darkness I have ever battled.  It had a relentless nature to it that seem to know no bounds.  But as I thought and thought how in the life could he conjure up so much light to push away such a strong darkness. The solution then came to me faster then light could reach my eye.  It was belief!  He believed in himself.  This brought back hope. And hope is what keeps memories strong.  And with hope their is love.  To possess all three is simply to be just that.  Pure belief.  Pure belief in ones self.  He kept the addiction around so that he may never forget what it was like to be controlled by it.  To understand how it almost took all his memories away.  I am heading back home now.  Back to my home in the light.  This cosmos was in one brain cell. One place of a mind we live.  And I will always do my beast to keep our light shining. Where ever,  when ever, across, and beyond.    My name is . . . . . . . . . . .