Why the Perfection in Dreams?
The night dream was so beautifully lucid that I began to inspect it, as I do sometimes. It was daytime, outdoors, everything totally bright and illuminated and no different whatsoever from waking reality.
The dream kept going on, not realizing at all that I was noting all of its intricacies. I was walking along outside and my dream even made up one of those airy silky white floating fluff-like wispy swirly things that comes off of a plant! How amazing that it would do that!
Why? How? For what purpose does a perfect virtual reality exist in dreams?


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