The Journey through the Invisible Ocean. By Carlos del Puente

In an eternal night without stars or moon, the spaceship "Invisible" was moving through the vast ocean of dreams. The pilots were two people with a special approach to everyday things that did not seem so ordinary: one was a very advanced scientist and his companion, the engineer, was more often a traveler of the universe.

"What are we doing here?" asked the engineer. "Our goal is to explore the depths of the ocean of dreams."

The scientist nodded. "Yes, but we are not in a realistic world. This ocean is filled with phantasms and magical creatures that follow us on the path of our steps."

The ship stopped in front of an imposing island, with huge giant dragons flying around. The pilots got off the ship and entered the island.

"What is this?" asked the engineer seeing a large labyrinth of corridors with no exit.

The scientist smiled. "This is the dream labyrinth, where spirits meet their own shadows." 

The ship took off again and they began their journey through the dream oceans. 

As they advanced through the dream labyrinth, the ship found itself facing a sort of "lost land". Here, there was a world filled with magical creatures and phantasms. 

"Where are we?" asked the engineer. "We are in the depths of the dream ocean," replied the scientist. 

To which the engineer frowned. "But oceans are not part of known star maps." 

The scientist smirked. "That's right, it's not a common place. Here, the laws of physics fly away in dreams, and the beings we meet are not so much. " 

The ship suddenly stopped in front of a colossal island, in whose skies gigantic dragons were flying. The two adventurers got off the shuttle and entered the bowels of the islet. 

"But what is all this for?" the engineer wondered as he contemplated the dead-end alleys that surrounded them. 

"This is the labyrinth of dreams, a place where spirits confront their own shadows." the scientist explained in a calm tone. 

The ship launched itself into the air again and began its exploration of the dream ocean. 

"What exactly are we looking for in the abysses of sleep?" the engineer asked, intrigued. 

The scientist looked up at the dragons that were still flying above them. "We are looking for the secrets of dreams, the rhythms of the unconscious that shape our reality." 

The The shuttle dove into the dark depths of the ocean of dreams, the two adventurers scanning the waters for clues or signs of life. 

They encountered a whale of light that sang in the depths, illuminating everything in its path. Their hearts clenched with emotion at such beauty. 

"This song..." the engineer whispered, "It is the heart of the ocean." 

The scientist nodded, tears in his eyes. "We must record everything, document everything. It is the key to understanding our path in the stars." 

Their journey took them through surreal landscapes, cloud forests of shimmering colors, mountains of sand that changed places in the storms of dreams. 

One day, the shuttle was caught in a violent dream storm, shaking them in the turbulence of the unknown. 

"Hold on!" the scientist shouted, struggling to maintain control. "We will go through nightmares to find the purest dreams!" 

Despite the fear that gripped them, the two companions remained united, determined to continue their quest into the depths of imagination. 

The storm subsided and gave way to a serene calm, revealing a shimmering light on the horizon. 

"This is the promised land of dreams," the scientist breathed, his pupils dilated with excitement. "The place that can change everything." 

They approached the light and found themselves in a peaceful bay, the waters of the invisible ocean shimmering a deep and mysterious blue. 

On the beach, a figure awaited them, a figure that made them both stop in their wonder. 

"Who is it?" the engineer asked, the words stuck in his throat. 

The scientist frowned, concentrating. "It is a very ancient entity, the Dreamkeeper." 

The Guardian greeted them with a majestic gesture, and the two explorers wondered what such an apparition meant. 

"You are the first to reach this point," the Guardian announced in a voice that echoed in the air. "Your path has not been easy, and the trials to come will be even more so." 

Their hearts pounding, the two friends looked at each other, knowing that the next few minutes would change the course of humanity forever. 

"The Dreamkeeper, what do you ask of us?" the scientist asked, trying to control his breathing. 

The vaporous figure observed them carefully before speaking. "I am here to test your spirits. Your path through the oceans of dreams has shown that the land you tread is ready to receive the secrets I watch over." 

The engineer and the scientist suddenly felt very small in the face of such responsibility. "And what secrets are we supposed to learn?" 

The Guardian smiled. "Those hidden in the deepest dreams. The rhythms that give life to matter, the images that shape galaxies. I will guide you to the gates of Knowledge, provided your hearts remain pure." 

The "Invisible" shuttle flew into the deepest layers of the collective unconscious, through visions and symbols that left them speechless. 

"Everything I thought I knew seems so far away," the scientist murmured, his fingers dancing on the ship's controls. 

"And yet, this is where the real answers lie," the engineer replied, his brow furrowed in concentration. 

They finally arrived in a vast cavern, the walls covered with luminous drawings that danced in the air. 

"This is where dreams are born," the Guardian explained. "It is through stories and dreams that conscious beings forge worlds." 

The scientist and the engineer looked at each other, finally understanding the scope of their mission. 

"Together, let us go to meet Creation," said the Guardian. 

They advanced into the cavern, barefoot in the hot sand, hands outstretched towards the drawings that surrounded them. 

The cavern suddenly transformed into an endless hall of mirrors, reflecting the deepest fears and hopes of the two explorers. 

"This is where the test begins," announced the Guardian. 

The scientist and the engineer had to confront the darkest and brightest images of their past and future. 

"You must leave everything behind," explained the Guardian. "Only beings without shadows will be able to pass through the doors. "

They fought to free themselves from these intangible chains, to no longer be carried away by the whirlwinds of fear and pain.

Deep within the cavern, a light called to them, a light so dazzling that it filled all space with its energy.

They rose and walked towards the light, leaving the shadows behind them.

The back cover of this chapter of the adventure in the invisible oceans promised to take them to the most hidden recesses of the human mind, to the places that dreams cannot touch.

The Guardian led them through the glittering doors, to the deepest secrets of Creation.

The beauty and terror that awaited them beyond the light left them speechless, forcing them to rethink everything they thought they knew about the world and themselves.

But, in the abyss of the sleep, in the depths of imagination, the two friends felt ready to face anything. The Guardian guided them through the seas of memory, the forests of inspiration and the mountains of wisdom. 

They encountered phantasms that tried to disturb them, nightmares that wanted to hold them back, chimeras that came to tempt them to go astray. 

But the scientist and the engineer remained firm, united in a common goal, driven by the thirst for knowledge and the hope of changing the destiny of humanity. 

Finally, the light embraced them, and the deepest secrets of the dream were revealed. 

"See, the rhythms of Creation," said the Guardian, his hands open to the dancing forms that surrounded them. 

They saw atoms dance, galaxies born from a dream, planets formed in the most intimate dreams of endless minds. The scientist and the engineer held hands, tears streaming down their cheeks, aware that they were witnessing a spectacle that was beyond their control. 

"Take these rhythms, these images, and take them into the dark depths of the earth," the Guardian continued. "Seed the hearts and minds of humans so that they can change everything." 

The mission that awaited them was not without danger. The path to Knowledge is strewn with pitfalls, and the forces of darkness would not let dreams spread without resistance. 

But armed with the power of the dream rhythms, the two adventurers felt invincible, ready for anything. 

They thanked the Guardian and climbed back into the "Invisible" shuttle, their hearts filled with hope and their heads full of visions. 

Together, in the depths of sleep, in the endless oceans of dreams, the two friends flew to a land that awaited them, to the shadows of the unconscious, the rhythms of life, the secrets of infinity. 

Their journey through endless mirrors, storms of dreams and the abysses of the psyche had transformed them. 

They were no longer the same, and the world that awaited them would not be either. 

Their path through invisible oceans was only just beginning, and the stories they would tell across galaxies would change the face of the universe forever. 

Their adventure would take them to the darkest places of the human psyche, to the deepest recesses of the mind, to the streets of collective memory and the gardens of inspiration. 

And through the doors they were about to pass, into the depths of Knowledge, the most sumptuous and terrifying secrets of Creation awaited them, ready to change them forever.

By Carlos del Puente