May 11th, 2008



I slept in the evening and dreamed that I lived in Japan, where I rented rooms in two neighboring buildings. I could not really afford both and agonized over which one to keep. The little old landlady in one of them offered to reduce the rent if I would occasionally carry her out to the taxi when she was going out.

While still in a Japanese dream, I was shown that whether time moves or not depends on one's state of mind. I trained on freezing frames of time. This was about perception, not some kind of superpower: If I stopped time, it stopped for me as well.
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