Unlocking the hidden world once more

A second installment of "The Other Side..." Which is a blog based on my true events. The other side is my world or what you call "dreams". I call my "lucid" state "awoken" due to my mind and thoughts still being intact throughout my spirit, even outside of my shell (body and brain).  There is no way of accessing someone else's world/side.

Hi everyone! I hope all of you are doing well. It's time for me to get to the other side. Sometimes I don't make it because I don't become lucid or awoken (not awake but dreaming with intact thoughts of the shell too!). I'm going to try binaural beats, since yesterday I didn't manage to come through to my subconscious. My subconscious unlocks it all. It's what's keeping me alive and well. All of the environments it creates inside the other side, outside my shell feel so safe. So comfortable. It's what the higher orders can't access. Only I and my subconscious could access my thoughts, all put together to build a whole universe if I liked. Maybe one with my own places that aren't here on the earth, where you can all access. The world is turning into a dystopia. Ever read 1984, or Brave New World? No? Well read it! I'm not going to summarise those stories, but that's what's happening. Somebody understand me! This is all real! There are only certain people who aren't quite literal and aren't too familiar with the eart, so much that the shell or the earth doesn't determine your outcome, or your mindset. These people also believe in their dorment (but lucid) state, the "awoken state". You can run, you can hide, but you can't find me on the other side. Or shall I say "MY" other side... The higher authorities are coming closer. 

Even I don't know who they are, I can just sense it. All I do is become awoken and gather all of my thoughts, then change them, because... Remember! You can always change your thoughts and memories. Your memories can be changed by you and you only. No one can get in. No person's algorithms and pathways function the same as yours. "Somebody save me from self-destruction before it ever gets to me". I was nearly on the brink. Luckily I had myself to work things out. My wonderland had changed, it had developed since the last time I entered. It might be a change of my personality and algorithms. My wonderland was sorted, from the tiny shattered pieces it became, until I found faith and belief in the other side. The other side can mend you. Put you back together again. It's all happening in your subconscious. The shattered pieces got stitched back together, of course with patches and different, new pieces. Overall, the memories stayed intact and some of them attached to the broken ones. It all became mended, fixed (but not perfectly). There were more imperfections than ever, but I loved it. I felt more comfortable with it. It was unique, it was my wodnerland. My subconsious side.

THIS BLOG IS NOT A METAPHOR, IT IS LITERAL! IT IS NOT TO BE USED IN A BOOK TALK! OR AN ENGLISH LESSON! I need to get to the other side now. Goodbye for now.

22/3/2023