These past few years...I have lived in this trance state, alone. Now that I listen to the music I used to listen to back than, it all comes back to me. The cold of my hands and arms, the smell of dust floating in air, and the feeling of being alone and unwinding freedom inside me. I could just float above my bed and fly anywhere I wished as I slipped into darkness of the loved dream scene imagined by me. Walking amidst floating trees and fields of broken machinery, I teleported myself back into the future of the city I wished to be. In it, were shadows passing by without people there, shadows that were gone as soon as the sun was gone. I couldn't rest, I was too afraid to look down there into the abyss, as I floated by past the fading lights...there was a bridge that lead to the other side, inside a tunnel. The bridge was miles long and swinged from side to side from lack of wind, as I walked past the crumbling pieces of wood beneath me, fear returned to me ... I could not move faster, as though invisible force stopped me, as though I was sinking, or floating in space. I never did get to the other side of the bridge. The dream changed.
I want to experience these emotions again ... I meditated than and spent weeks without food, perhaps this time I will achieve it oncemore.
I want to experience these emotions again ... I meditated than and spent weeks without food, perhaps this time I will achieve it oncemore.