Life gives a dilemma, tossing any held victim into an uncertain position of whether, questioning the situation, their realities of being fully awake, or struggling in deep sleep.
Yourself within the mind clearly, without any doubt one way or the other: acknowledging not certainties prevailing its actual facts.
You will be trapped, no given direction out of it escaping, finding all routes assuring your stated position.
Your whole presence is absorbed in its unfolding consequences, drifting between probabilities of whether you're asleep or awake, be only determined by you.
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