As your body lays in bed and your conscious grasp of your form dissolves into that dreamless state of the in-between, the Other Self can separate a little bit from you…you wake up with the memory of having done and spoken and thought..the dream you had was the experiences of the Other Self. The dream you had is the life of the Other Self.
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Salvadoran in exile. I am a writer, poet, story teller, performer, and hablador. I am a Toltec survivor. Check out my author page: amazon.com/author/koyote View all posts by Koyote the Blind