the wake-sleep interplay

I got up to float this morning. Before I knew it, my mind was aware of a completely different place. I was nude and outside, but wanted to hide my body. I began to float high in the air, looking for something to cover myself with. I found a dirty towel — several of them in fact. I passed on them. I finally found a warm blue blanket.

I put it on.

As I did so, I was on the ground and it was pitch black. The walls were closing.

No way out.

I began to be sucked backwards by a power. Every once in awhile I felt a sphere between my feet (the sieve in the tank with me).

Interesting how the mind can see a total inner reality and yet weave outer reality with it as well.

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