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If you emerge yourself into a story through the words, you can be in a totally different world from exactly where you are right now.

Does this statement suggest that the brain/mind is separable from its own physical existence?


Seems like as a human I wonder about and at my own constitution once again. 


Cats and dogs dream too.  Familiar enough I feel the same burden from the movies and fragmented plots generated from my own skull when I sleep, especially with the lights on when sometimes I forget to turn off.

Those vivid places I've gone to in dreams could stay so long that I might need to process them in bed before I actually got up.

I notice that sometimes when during the dreaming my body is tight. Sleeping isn't always relaxing.

Sometimes the dreams amazes me, like somehow I got a treat without knowing why.




So many stories going on, uncountable. 

So many dreams written down.


We may possibly living in our dreams.

Movies, dramas, novels, plays and so on.


So many wishes to look at.

Life is our own design.

With things synthesized through the cerebrum.



You don't need to manifest the fears in you thoughts.

It's meaningless.


Your brain completes your wish.



So wish boldly, and take your own demand.

Take you life. 


Make up your own story.

Because you can actually live in it.


Make up your own building, and stay in it.

With places to sleep, with food to eat.



You can look into your head and select what to use.

It is the brain that creates accommodation for the rest of its body.


It is your decision and vision. 





Sometimes I don't know what my wish is.

Do I have a wish?

Any wish?


I never really yearn for fortunes.

All these years I've been doing was cleansing my own soul.

From troublesome thoughts left from the genes I get.

Those confusion, worriment.

Harassments. Right inside.



I remember myself launched out numerous possibilities about me.

Just to see the picture first.

There's always something else I want to do in advance.


So many different versions.

It feels like a pity to set with just one.

Yet I don't really want them all.




Now I finally find it.

It's something else from the possibilities before.

And funny is, it's always there.


It's what I always do.

Right now.


Write now.





Sumikko

2021/01/29 20:18