I didn't feel scared of fearful or anything. I instantly felt pity for them, in the same way you do when you see a dog with his head stuck in the bathroom trash-can. Was looking at them mostly out of curiosity. Maybe, if time isn't linear, I'm staring at the tortured souls of all the tyrants that I'll help remove from power, once society collapses in to anarchy... in that one minecraft server I've been signing in to. Either way, I got the feeling those faces probably did it to themselves.
The factorial keys dream the weirdest one I've ever had, most revolve around wildly distorted real life.
Well, I have had the sensation of becoming abstract concepts, if that helps. It seems that in all the dreams, my mind is consistently aware of itself, and in the same configuration that it's always been, but either identifies physically with something else or a lack there-of. Once I was floating up an elevator shaft that looked like N64 graphics, and was convinced that each door was an entrance in to different dimensions in which my mind also (simultaneously) resided in. Like going through each door would simply focus my awareness on to said timeline.
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