Last night I dreamed that I was in a massive building filled with people on every floor, some of which I knew, and it started out really fun but we soon found out that we had been brought there to be controlled through various means, including mind manipulation.
Apparently I was the only one fully aware of this fucked up situation, and after a series of increasingly disturbing attempts to make each person powerless, which sure as hell worked, the mind fuckery began and I could hear exactly what the individual was trying to feed us mentally.
And while others succumbed to it and began to drop, dissolve or act insane, I noted her words but did not take them as truth, and instead went on an internal rampage of truth so that my inner voice was louder than hers.
I looked around to figure out who was doing it, saw her from a few feet away, and then I went up to her and said, “Go fuck yourself. I can do what I want.” And walked away.
Dream mic drop 🎤 and feeling like a boss,
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