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Did you wake up in the dream? Or were you actually in jail...and do you mind if I ask what you were in for?
I was dreaming of outside from inside. Woke up up inside. Like a really vivid nice dream, flowers and skin, then waking up hungry af transplanted to that different state of being, locked down. You have to disassociate to escape from there. People get used to it, and that's really sad to me.
Something light, pv, my first time.. I was mostly dreaming about nothing or jail dreams. Imagine that.
That's an interesting insight. Thankyou. I cant imagine what it's like for people inside.
But that dream sounds like you're own brain is torturing you, making the punishment all the worse. I can't even begin to describe how I feel about that, just the thought gives me a headache.
Yep pretty much.
Tbh I'm thankful for the experience. I know myself better, how I fit into the world, and my own boundaries.
The mind and life are quite extraordinary ime.
And I'm not so sure there isn't something we could god, though i refrain from using the term if possible..even if it just the tissue of a larger thought than our own, interwoven and forever, that we are apart of.