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One can go through the whole life without even a hint on a presence of anything like ghosts, angels, demons and flying imps. And yet, the door to the netherworld will be always open, so everyone can take a peek. I am talking about dreams. In dreams you see the shadows of daily reality, which, in its turn, as Socrates had pointed out, is nothing but a shadow of an actual reality. Sometimes things which can't be seen in penumbra, can be seen in the deeper shadow, in the umbra. And almost everybody has dreams.


 
 
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It happens in the morning when you are almost awake. You lie on your back trying to catch the last crumbs of a dream left from the night when you suddenly realize that you can’t move. You are motionless, you are helpless, and worst of all, you are totally aware of reality and you know that here it comes again, the moment when all you would want to do is to run, but you can’t, and the heavy, sentient darkness descends on you...