There is this theory I like to play with in my mind.
It goes like this; Life is just a dream of someone else in some different world who is capable of dreaming a lifetime in a nights dream. When the control of dreams gets boring and overdone he (and let that he be the real you (he as well being she;) in the real life, presuming this is a dream) lets the dreams unveil itself on its own. In dreams he now chooses to forget he dreams and chooses to experience the dream as real.
Question of a day:
What is real?
Experience is always real.
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