LittleMollieLuLu

In other dreams I am without compassion. My body is and that is all. I walk around in a world of people who dream in my dream. They share and talk and laugh with hearty souls. I do not like this. I also do not distaste it. I am in a superposition. I am above emotions, I have zero compassion. While my body is plasma I transcend and watch my world from above and feel nothing for any positive nor negative. I am no longer bipolar because emotions are not real. I am. That is all. However, I think if I have no feeling, am I truly am? Perhaps not...Cogito ergo sum. I think therefor I am. I must be then. I once found myself in a woods that was the g

In my sleep I often dream of this place that is a fluorescent city frozen under solid blizzard and ice. Though it is of frost, me and a few couple hundred people still roam and inhabit the place because everyone there shares the same equilibrium from it. There is a feeling there of stillness and absolution.  The city is in a rift in time where nothing progresses on the edge of the world. The city is frozen over a cliff that is a roaring ocean which drops off into an infinite pit. No one knows where it leads, but it is believed that all the water that flows into it is recycled and leads to the sky where the rain is the oceans spray. The ocean