Dream Log: September 8, 2000 (idea)
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Fri Sep 08 2000 at 20:13:31
As I slip into black
ness, I get a funny feeling: I suddenly
I'm slipping into black unconsciousness, realize I have no body, realize there is no
. There is only this
that exists, not floating, not lying, not seeing, not blind. A touch of
hits, very similar to an intense
With two of my friends, I am in a strange land. I can tell that I am under the influence of some
, but I don't know what it is and I don't remember taking anything. The world becomes like a
, buildings and plants painted by a blind man.
s bending, flat surfaces warping. I think, this will wear off soon. But it only gets more and more intense until there is nothing left to remember.
An indescribable experience. I am given the task of
creating an internally consistent universe
, complete with a
. I can recall nothing about it upon awakening besides these
-principles because it would not make any sense inside
universe. It all fades away into morning sunlight.
I like it!
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