Last night I had a dream. It was my usual kind of dream with the whirlpool at the center of my bed, the cookie wrapped in saran paper which fought to be eaten, the flying sphere above my head. You see, I often have dreams where I am fully aware that I am dreaming —this way before Inception— and although I don't try to manipulate the dream, I do fight with all I have to wake up as soon as I know I'm dreaming. Why? I don't know. Last night, after I woke up punching the wall next to me as I repeated "wake up, wake up!", it occurred to me that I had never stayed in a dream that I didn't want to be in. I have never fought through the desire to wake up just to see what happened. So, tonight, I will go to bed, and as soon as my dream starts to kick-in, I will fight to stay on it as long as possible.
A friend of mine gave me a very thorough explanation about the brain processes that make us have these kind of experiences. I will get into it in the next post.
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