bigantennaemay1
Aspie social drifter without purpose or home
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And none of you are real. None of this is real. It's all a figment of my imagination, just like when I go to bed at night, and have dreams and nightmares all their own. Then I wake back up again when they're over. Just like I'll wake up from this dream, into a higher order dream, or maybe reality itself. My dreams are manufactured from one layer to the next, and this happens to be one of them. I'm like self-aware and lucid in this dream, that's why I can feel, and remember, and recognize that I'm dreaming. Nobody and nothing else is real. It will all disappear into the void when I awake.
It explains so much, about why reality seems to feel so alien. Why I can't feel my soul.
It explains so much, about why reality seems to feel so alien. Why I can't feel my soul.