[Utopia!]

Life is a Prison. It is behind Bars. It is Chained. It has no Freedom.
Life is like one goddamned prison. Where seven billion people are behind it’s bars.
It has too much rules, too much laws, too much ‘must not’s.

The only time when you are free is three hundred and sixty-five times per year, an if you’re lucky, it’s even three hundred and sixty-six times per year. Seven times per week. One single time per day.
It is… When you’re asleep. When you are dreaming.
Even those who are stuck on every subject they can think of, is free at that moment of the day.
You are set off to a world that differs from ours, but still is the same. It takes a journey to get there. And the road to that world is pitch-black. That is, what you remember from most of your dreams: Nothing. If you see black in you’re dream, it’s nothing. But practically it is the road to that world.

Each time you remember a dream, you’ve been in that world. Each time you remember nothing, you’ve only been on the road to that world, you’ve only made the journey to it’s destination. But you’ve not finished that journey, you’ve not reached it. It can be because you’re your lack of interest, your laziness or because of the emotional obstacles you encounter during your journey.

When you don’t make it to the other world. You’ve probably turned back on the SPR (Safe Point of Return). This is when your conscience chooses. If you don’t make it to the other world on the half of your dream, you automatically turn back. That is… on the SPR.
When you have the mental and spiritual strength to be faster at a time, you pass that point with having no hardships at all.

The only thing is. If your conscience chooses to pass that SPR when you don’t have the time to reach your destination in your given amount of time. You’ll die in the real world. Not many do this. People who die in mysterious ways. Just… Spontaneous, when they’re asleep, or when they just pass out for no certain reason, they’ve pulled their self loose from the real world. Though, this is not because of any sickness or of age.

The world has no laws, no limitations. Not like the world we are, unfortunately, all familiar with. Our so called: Dreams, are almost every time based on something that is based on something that you experienced in the real world. The ones with greater strength, dream of things that don’t even exist, things that you imaginate.

However, you can also look at it like this.
The other world is the real world. And the real world is the other world, the dream world. We live in, no, we’re stuck in the dream world. This dream world has gained everything from the real word. Copied it all literally. But it has gained some more, and because of that, it has lost something too.
It has gained laws and limitations, and that’s why we lose our freedom, our true coming imagination.
We go to the real world once in a while, when we pass the SPR. If we do that, then that is my ‘DREAM’ to life for, my motivation to live.

This place, the real world, or the dream world, depends in what angle you look at it. Is for me… an… UTOPIA!



Alpha and Omega