Anonymous
6/23/2025, 5:40:34 PM No.40587964
>Every night, you die.
You close your eyes, and the world fades away. Your body grows heavier, your consciousness dilutes. Then, in a thick darkness, something else takes over. Another "me." A dreamer. An entity living in a world made of symbols, distorted memories, pure sensations. Sometimes human, sometimes animal, sometimes dead. And each time you wake up, you come back different, even if you act as if nothing happened.
The ancients conceived of dreams as astral travel. The soul escapes, tasting other existences in parallel worlds. It's not just poetry. Sleep is a transformation. When you sleep, you are no longer what you think you are.
People bring back memories of lives they never lived. Languages they don't speak, but understand in their dreams. Cities that don't exist here, but to which they return every night as if they were home.
Sleep is a temporary death. A mini-reincarnation. Each dream is a parallel life. Each awakening, a partial amnesia. What you call "you" is only a selection of memories among thousands.
>You are not immortal.
>You are reset every night.
You close your eyes, and the world fades away. Your body grows heavier, your consciousness dilutes. Then, in a thick darkness, something else takes over. Another "me." A dreamer. An entity living in a world made of symbols, distorted memories, pure sensations. Sometimes human, sometimes animal, sometimes dead. And each time you wake up, you come back different, even if you act as if nothing happened.
The ancients conceived of dreams as astral travel. The soul escapes, tasting other existences in parallel worlds. It's not just poetry. Sleep is a transformation. When you sleep, you are no longer what you think you are.
People bring back memories of lives they never lived. Languages they don't speak, but understand in their dreams. Cities that don't exist here, but to which they return every night as if they were home.
Sleep is a temporary death. A mini-reincarnation. Each dream is a parallel life. Each awakening, a partial amnesia. What you call "you" is only a selection of memories among thousands.
>You are not immortal.
>You are reset every night.
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