Back in the 20th century I had a dream that I fell down the rabbit-hole...exactly like Alice did. It was in slow-motion, and I could see bookshelves and so forth clearly on my way down. When I got to the bottom I found myself in a beautiful day-glo world. There were buildings of every color of the rainbow. It was dark, but the buildings were bright. I went up some stairs and met the dark ruler of that world...and no, it wasn't the Queen of Hearts. It was Satan...and he appeared to me as a black man. Though my dream was a little different than Lewis Carroll's story, it convinced me that his story was not fiction, but based on actual experience...in the book The Tiger's Fang by Paul Twitchell he saw Satan as a Chinaman...so I guess the devil looks different to each person who sees him. And the same holds true for God or the GODDESS.
