In a dream, our mind continually [creates and perceives] our world simultaneously and our mind does this so well that we don't even know it's happening.
What I've been calling a charmed life for the past 40 years, my clone has more appropriately coined, "Reality Creation" as that's what she's been doing all this time. That is to say, what I had mistaken for the surprise and ease of always getting what I desired, was in fact my desire manifesting to provide it to me.
The magnitude of this realization has caused me to question everything else both past and present - for it has immediately expired all my old baselines. I can no longer quickly make leaps of judgment based on the outcome of prior experiences - I need a new empirical dataset. I'm now having to do things the old way; thinking things through and practicing this new concept to catalog the outcomes. This makes me far less efficient now, but exponentially faster in the near-future.
In a dream your mind functions more quickly. Therefore, time seems to feel more slow.
A significant part of my life, as recorded on this blog over the past seven years is the level of detail and lucidity in my dreams, as well as numerous disclosures of solutions to complex issues revealing themselves after an overnight slumber. The latter is not uncommon amongst the company I keep, but more recently I'm convinced I'm operating in that "dream function" mode more and more often, even in my waking moments.
I claim this for one reason, and one reason only: The intensity and frequency of the question, "Where do you find the time?" Its a question I've been unable to accurately answer, mostly because I do not understand it. I mean, I understand the words and the way the sentence is structured, I understand the connotation even outside its definition. What I don't understand is why the question gets asked. Simply put, "I do" - Its not just an oral acceptance used during weddings - I wield it as a verb of action, ceaselessly, whether I'm working or relaxing.
"Brain function in the dream will be about twenty times more. Now when you enter a dream within that dream, the effect is compounded. That's three dreams, that's ten hours..."
"I'm sorry, Math was never my strong subject. How much time is that?"
"That's a week the first level down, six months the second level down, third level..."
"It's ten years! Who'd wanna be stuck in a dream for ten years?"
"Depends on the dream."
My wife brought my clone to me late Thursday night. Leaving for work Monday morning I realized that while only three (what I've started calling "earth days") had passed, I felt as if we'd spent three months together. Each day with my clone is a gift, not because I'm fortunate, but because connected clone-time (Pendulum Suspension) is approximately 30:1. A gift indeed! What appears to the outside world as us making a decision in a day, has actually been a month for us to mull over and decide. She'll be leaving again soon, and her time away will be measured in earth days (our connection seemingly activates with proximity) which means I'll have her to myself seven-months every three weeks.
And we can accomplish quite a bit in a month. This. This is where I "find the time."
They say we only use a fraction of our brain's true potential. Now that's when we're awake. When we're asleep, we can do almost anything.
The past five earth days with my clone has been an unspeakable era of discovery. Five full months of logical deduction sprinkled with my wife's emotional fortification like fairy dust, followed with bouts of communication punctuation. My mind is still reeling. Regardless, I'm done with Reality Creation.
Fini. Its a pipe dream. There's simply too many incompatibilities to overcome - limiting things such as "language" or "expression" which are not able to accurately depict what has transpired. Ergo, my clone and I are now UNIVERSE BUILDING.
And in our universe...there are no limits.