A Dream…

M My dream was briefly as follows, I fall asleep, and suddenly I find myself and my sister lying in Mexico City, on the highest floor of a very high room, which is old, red, old and covered with wood of this color, with beds on floors like bunk beds. We ask where we are. Then we realize, we've been here before, but we almost couldn't go back, are you ready to experience everything as close as possible again, okay... and we're pumping each other up, let's be careful, we have family now, we say what if we can't go back, let's try now, it can come back. We are wondering if we are going back, we are squeezing our eyes and our heads a little, we don't know whether it is reality or a dream, we can go back, we say okay, there is a return, let's go there again... I think in the 20th century, we find ourselves crawling with soldiers on a tar road in the middle of the war, There is a war, but it is just covered in dirt, with the dead and wounded, seeing their wounds in minute detail, etc.. we move forward, but no one knows why and where it is crawling.. then suddenly there is a vastness, space, the world, similar to the tree of life, from which everything is said to have started... in different dimensions, .I can't explain what this is right now, we find ourselves there, like a flash back, we close our eyes, we are afraid, at an incredible speed..in such music, with a sound like deep C in the background, we find ourselves in India, There was a man there who was worshiped, he made the childless people have babies for 2000 dollars, this simulated system we are in takes us there, oh anyway, we pass through the doors etc.. suddenly we open a cabinet that should not be opened, inside there are thousands of crying babies crowded like ants but produced by that man. When I ask my brother, this is a fraud man, if people who don't have children know that he produces children in this way, would they still want children, he said, why is it not important for humanity, no one thinks in detail, doing, being, is not actually important for people, subconsciously and externally. He wants to die, he wants to kill, he wants to stay home together, he wants to return home together, this emptiness, the emptiness of the world scares him... he says... then he sees many more things, good and bad, red and pink, purple and yellow... from the closest to the purest We saw everything, we tasted everything, we saw our own families and even ourselves in this simulation, everyone was living normally, fighting, eating, drinking, leaving, coming... that's enough, let's get back to it, the soul we know is still better than the soul we don't know, we say there is no love here, very much. We are struggling because we stayed for a long time, but we cannot return, I stay, my brother returns, I realize that he has returned because he has a silhouette, but he remains frozen next to me, then I squeeze myself very hard, I squeeze and relax my brain and I wake up covered in sweat, my daughter is next to me and she is sleeping soundly, I hug her while crying..😒👀