Portrait of Joseph Cornell by Duane Michal

It fascinates me how the mind seems to switch gears late at night. Some magical door opens to a realm of the mind that is deeper than daytime consciousness. I have never fully realized how this happens, or why. I just know that it does. Much of my deep pondering and great inspirations, reflections, aspirations and understandings come to me after midnight. I am so influenced by this phenomena that I used this word frequently in my blog posts, "after midnight".

Let's explore the machinations of the mysterious thirteenth hour and share our Midnight Revelry.

Personally, I have many thoughts and many things to say about the thought process of the human mind late at night. In my experience, I seem to gain a greater understanding of concepts. My spiritual self awakens and allows me to reach deep into the cosmos to separate dimensional partitions and multiple levels of reality beckon to me. I see my mind waving for me to follow. Without a second thought, I wander deep inside the portal where I discover remarkable things.

Maybe it is because I am depriving my body and my mind of sleep at a time when most people sleep. I don't know. It is a fascinating concept.

Tonight, as I pondered how time affects my ability to perceive and conceptualize, I thought it would be fascinating to research this theory and share my findings. I conducted a search online using google to find listings of websites that cover this topic. I used the keywords "How my mind works late at night". The first site that I found is a website with that title.
The Midnight Writer

The moon is risen and the sun asleep
While stars dance across the heavens
Creatures on earth walk in dreams
About the universe so vast
As the sun is awaiting the dawn
It is then that imagination soars
And the mysterious veil unfolds
Opening the door to an unknown world
Except in the deep of dreams.
I stay awake in a twilight state
Avoiding the hush of the dreams
To peek inside this other world
Where spirit and mystery unite
And in my midnight revelry
I seek, I see, I journey and I write
The mysterious things that I see
While my soul like the sun
Remains in a dormant state
Aware in more realms than one
Until the horizon breaks to greet me
When daylight awakens my journey ends
Until the next midnight revelry.