/lit/ - Literature

>>5748939
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“Good. That’s good, Algernon. Where was I going… mm, the dreaming man. The dreaming man may not be aware that he is dreaming, but he is aware that he is not dreaming within his dream, which to him is just dreaming. Algernon, maybe a better way to visualize this would be to imagine a tall building with many floors. But these floors are made of glass, see Algernon? You can look below you and see all of the floors that you are not on, that are below you. However Algernon, no one looks above them. Everyone assumes that they are on the top floor because they do not see any floors above. Algernon, I am trying to look up and I know you are doing the same. I have not looked up yet, I am learning how, but I have embraced the idea that there could be many more floors above me. Perhaps this building is infinitely tall, and there is no highest level of consciousness. Perhaps the higher levels are reserved for the dead, maybe they are reserved for the unborn, perhaps for the enlightened. Or perhaps I am at the top level and my pursuits are without purpose. Either way Algernon, it is crucial that I find my way to look upwards. I feel that there is more waiting for me.”

Algernon understands and appreciates Gerald’s message but feels no need to respond. He shifts and slowly rolls over onto his stomach, his face nuzzled in between the couch cushion and the armrest. He hopes he’ll remember to take this position on the couch again some time in the future, it’s quite comfortable. He hears Gerald laugh

“Why Algernon, you seem to still be looking down! Don’t you want to learn your place?”

Algernon hears Gerald collapse into the loveseat.

>>5691699
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“Good. That’s good, Algernon. Where was I going… mm, the dreaming man. The dreaming man may not be aware that he is dreaming, but he is aware that he is not dreaming within his dream, which to him is just dreaming. Algernon, maybe a better way to visualize this would be to imagine a tall building with many floors. But these floors are made of glass, see Algernon? You can look below you and see all of the floors that you are not on, that are below you. However Algernon, no one looks above them. Everyone assumes that they are on the top floor because they do not see any floors above. Algernon, I am trying to look up and I know you are doing the same. I have not looked up yet, I am learning how, but I have embraced the idea that there could be many more floors above me. Perhaps this building is infinitely tall, and there is no highest level of consciousness. Perhaps the higher levels are reserved for the dead, maybe they are reserved for the unborn, perhaps for the enlightened. Or perhaps I am at the top level and my pursuits are without purpose. Either way Algernon, it is crucial that I find my way to look upwards. I feel that there is more waiting for me.”

Algernon understands and appreciates Gerald’s message but feels no need to respond. He shifts and slowly rolls over onto his stomach, his face nuzzled in between the couch cushion and the armrest. He hopes he’ll remember to take this position on the couch again some time in the future, it’s quite comfortable. He hears Gerald laugh

“Why Algernon, you seem to still be looking down! Don’t you want to learn your place?”

Algernon hears Gerald collapse into the loveseat.