both for me. they alternate at random. sometimes, though, it will be as if I have no body, and Im observing a dream that doesnt have me in it, and doesnt have anything to do with me. Kinda like watching a movie. |
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both for me. they alternate at random. sometimes, though, it will be as if I have no body, and Im observing a dream that doesnt have me in it, and doesnt have anything to do with me. Kinda like watching a movie. |
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The evening hangs beneath the moon, a silver thread on darkened dune.
With closing eyes and resting head; I know that sleep is coming soon.
Upon my pillow, safe in bed,
A thousand pictures fill my head,
I cannot sleep , my mids aflight;
and yet my limbs seems made of lead. ---Whitacre's Sleep---
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