I was listening to Straight Through The Mirror by Blind Guardian just now and some thoughts popped into my head.

What if your dreams ended only because you did not know how to continue them? What if you could going on dreaming? Would you dare to dream on and find out what happens?

What if my life was a dream, and I am dreaming about this life while I am asleep in the other world? What if I took turns to switch between planes of existence - when I am asleep in one, I am awake in the other - except that I have no vivid recollection of either?

What if dreams were merely another kind of reality, except that they are disconnected with this one?

What if, when we die, we do not cease to exist, but in fact wake up in another reality? We squint through half-opened eyes and wonder what that dream was all about, forget about it and get ready for work.

And what if...
What if we could remember all our dreams, all our lives, and learn how to use dreams as a door into other realities?

We would never truly die.
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I was listening to Straight Through The Mirror by Blind Guardian just now and some thoughts popped into my head.

What if your dreams ended only because you did not know how to continue them? What if you could going on dreaming? Would you dare to dream on and find out what happens?

What if my life was a dream, and I am dreaming about this life while I am asleep in the other world? What if I took turns to switch between planes of existence - when I am asleep in one, I am awake in the other - except that I have no vivid recollection of either?

What if dreams were merely another kind of reality, except that they are disconnected with this one?

What if, when we die, we do not cease to exist, but in fact wake up in another reality? We squint through half-opened eyes and wonder what that dream was all about, forget about it and get ready for work.

And what if...
What if we could remember all our dreams, all our lives, and learn how to use dreams as a door into other realities?

We would never truly die.
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