I shut my eyes. Time to go to lala land and play with the cherubs for the next few hours. I observe the darkness with my eyelids closed. If the light was turned on now, it would disturb me even if my eyelids were closed. I can tell dark and light with my eyes shut, rather all of us can. I notice some colours floating inside my eyes. The familiar electric blue - a beautiful colour appears first. As I watch it, it turns to purple, then red, then green, then pink. This psychedelic light show inside my eyelids turns my mind to thoughts of what I read the other day when trying to find out why I see those lights. They are something called 'phosphenes' says Uncle Google. Why do we see colors with our eyes closed? | Scienceline I see colours with my eyes closed. I see dreams also when my eyes are shut. But hold on, does not our brain interpret images projected onto our retina as images? So where do the images in our dreams come from? I get up and switch on my lappie to call Uncle Google who tells me that they are information which are stored in our brain which run around and play games at night while the 'satchitananda' thinks Satchi is sleeping. (Pray, who is this Satchi?) I am beginning to wonder whether I can really trust Uncle Google. Maybe he is kidding me? Or wait, maybe someone has been kidding themselves and him in the bargain. Anyway, I wonder if it is so simple after all. Talking of dreams, I notice something about blind people also being able to see images in their dreams. A question pops up inside that troublemaker who does not let me sleep. Can blind people (from birth) see images of loved ones in their mind's eye? If blind people can see images in dreams, can they, in the event of their vision being restored, recognize near and dear ones e.g. parents without having to hear their voice? I find no satisfactory information anywhere. I, however run into an article about someone who regained his eyesight after 43 years. Here is what he said: over the next weeks and months he found managing all of this new information was very overwhelming. Having had no visual input for 43 years he now received a torrent of information which was fatiguing. "It was definitely information overload. Strange as it might seem, it tied in so well with what I was discussing with a friend this evening. I was talking about meditating, feeling light and blissed out and then having to open one's eyes, back to the 'real' world and how painful I find that. Talk of synchronicity. Thoughts, events, information all come full circle. On that note, maybe I shall try and get a shut eye and watch some more of those colours doing their psychedelic dance and hope the goblins inside my brain decide to go to sleep.