When at rest I am free to move how I want to move, to think what I think and to create what feels right for me. Am I dreaming?
When awake, I’m constrained by time of others, which consumes daily activities and presses me against things I love and things I hate. Am I dreaming?
With eyes closed, stillness and darkness envelopes me like a blanket to allow myself freedom. Am I dreaming?
The underlying thought behind the statements and the question here is to provoke thoughts on questions of self existence and when looking at one’s self, one of the first if not the first question that comes to mind is what’s real?
No matter how it’s asked, whether it’s who is god? Who is Jesus? Who is Buddha? Who is Allah? Who is Jehovah? The question really being asked is who am I?
Or am I dreaming?