50 Dreaming failure

My presence entered the building hesitantly, floating in like a photography drone getting a closer view. Unaware of the exterior of the building, I recalled no means of conveyance that had delivered me present in mind and not body. Dreams are like that: concentrated impressions lacking physicality. The extent and purpose of the building were not evident. The greeter at the door was apparently the superintendent of some program. Speaking unclear instructions, he handed me an unusual illumination device. After several attempts I was able to produce a steady light. With that, he admitted me to roam freely. I did …

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