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There are moments when reality loosens its grip.
The familiar becomes strange.
Time loses its direction.
The boundary between the world outside and the world within begins to dissolve.
Perhaps consciousness is not a window through which we observe reality, but a machine that continuously creates it.
Dreams, memories, fear, ecstasy and imagination may simply be different frequencies of the same mind, and sometimes, for a brief moment, the signal changes.
We enter another world.
Or perhaps we finally see the one that was always there.