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dream un-numbered

fuck, I had such a fuckin terrible dream ending

You sent Today at 9:06 AM

doing some weird shit in an elevator that just flat out drops 400 stories for like 5 solid minutes in free fall , and you just fall into a black pool and wake up at the top again

You sent Today at 9:07 AM

then there was this book I opened that played a rapid succession of videos. voice over described it as a fringe field of study that has certain visual patterns activate that part of your brain bridging the conscious and unconscious -- that feeling when you leap down or up out of sleep

You sent Today at 9:08 AM

so these images were all just black, static, black to beige block gradiens , and in each one you could see, in the off-center of yr vision, in the black parts, like

You sent Today at 9:09 AM

basically scps watching you. and the videos started to switch faster and faster, these images got clearer and clearer, closer and closer to center -- the sound of the free falling elevator started to play

You sent Today at 9:10 AM

and then one was just black , I felt myself hit the pool

You sent Today at 9:10 AM

and woke up in my first sleep paralysis ish stare ever and there was this fucking lady in a white dress standing just off center in my vision, totally fucking still

You sent Today at 9:10 AM

fuuuuck

bad dreams

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