Walter exists in my mind, and the minds of seven others. When just one of us is thinking about Walter he is nothing more than a mirage, an unobtainable illusion. As more of our minds unite, Walter becomes more real, more predominant, taking on strength and authority. So much so, that he can then embolden us in a sophisticated, reciprocal way.
Yesterday, our group of eight dispersed, but Walter remained, intact. Now, we realize that the only time our group can get together again is when Walter thinks about – us.
Walter was a projection, but a projection – with guts. He saw an opportunity and he took it, jumping from being nothing but an idea to a tangible force.
Walter is really just a pseudonym. ‘Walter’ has been known by other names, like; God, Allah, and a host (no pun intended) of others.
Or maybe you’d recognize his face on the box of Kellogg’s Corn Flakes you just bought. Or that car.
Ah, no worries. He’s planning a come back, this time as a conglomerate.