Monday, 26 August 2024
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Hello. All is well. God is love.

As I venture into my imagination, the line between real and dream blurs. I don't fear I'll turn mad, as my orderly brain is still an absolute unit.

I don't know whether to be disturbed or amused by my imagination. Last night, I saw a police officer being brutally stabbed to death with a comically large teaspoon.

Later, I was in a dark building, walking down to lower levels, seeing people from my past on each floor until I reached a floor of nothing and almost fell into it.

Oh crap, I thought. I almost fell, but um, where am I? I was in my room in the dark, unable to move.

Yes! Sleep paralysis. Finally, I was going to meet this demon thingy, but unfortunately, there was only me in the room.