Last night I was in a LD I asked my father why he was going to work...this was a dream and he didn't exist...he explained to me that he was still a representation of my father therefor he may be considered real...or something like that. Then I moved a car without touching it....My father saw and promtly said "I want a cookie."
I closed my hand and thought of a cookie...and out popped a cookie. I gave it to my father and off he went into his car on his way to work!
