On the Way Back to the Essence…

I fall asleep, and suddenly I find myself lying with my sister in Mexico City, on the highest floor of a very high room, which is red and old and covered with this color wood everywhere, with beds in layers like bunk beds. We ask where we are. Then we realize that we have been here before - but we almost couldn't go back - are you ready to experience everything as close and as close as possible again!!! We say ..ok.. and pump each other up, let's be careful, we have a family now, we say what if we can't go back, let's try now, can we go back, we squeeze our eyes and heads a little, we don't know whether it's reality or a dream, we can go back, we say okay, comeback. It's happening, let's go there again... In the 20th century, I think, we find ourselves crawling with the soldiers on a tar road in the middle of the war, there is a war, but only with the dead and wounded in the dirt, seeing their wounds in minute detail, etc. We're moving forward, but no one knows why and where it's crawling..then suddenly it's vast, like the tree of life from which everything started, space, the world...in different dimensions..I can't explain what this is right now, it's like a flash back to somewhere...somehow. We find ourselves there, we close our eyes, we are afraid, at an incredible speed.. In such music, a sound like the low C sound is in the background, we find ourselves in India, there was a man who was worshiped there, a man who made the childless people have children for 2000 dollars... this is a man. The simulated system we are in takes us there, aa...!!! Anyway, we go through the doors etc.. suddenly we open a closet that shouldn't be opened, inside are thousands of crying babies, crowded like ants, produced by that man. I say to my brother, this man is a fraud. If those who don't have children knew that this man produces children in this way, would they still want children? When I ask, why is it not important for humanity, no one thinks in detail, doing, being, is actually not important for humans, subconsciously and unconsciously he wants to die and kill, he wants to stay at home all together, he wants to return home all together, this emptiness, the emptiness of the world scares him. ..he says...then we saw many more things, good and bad, red and pink, purple and yellow.. We saw everything up close and in its purest form, we tasted everything, we saw our own families and even ourselves in this simulation, everyone was living normally, fighting. , he was eating, drinking, leaving, coming... Now that's enough, let's go back, the soul we know is still better than the soul we don't know, we say there is no love here, we are suffering because we stayed too long but we can't go back, I stay, my brother is returning, I notice him returning because he has a silhouette but he remains frozen. Next to me, then I squeeze myself very tight, I tighten and loosen my brain and I wake up in sweat, my daughter is next to me and she is sleeping soundly, I hug her while crying...😒👀