The dream opens with an individual mocking my appearance and blog posts while claiming to be me.
X: “But how will anyone know about my spiritual progression if I don’t tell them? What are you looking for?”
Me: “The frame of the mirror. Because if you are me, I got some shit to fix. Immediately.”
X: “You really think I’m a reflection of you? Darling, reflections are always inferior to the source. If one of us is a reflection of the other, I think it’s already clear who is the greater one here.”
Me: “Ah, my mistake. You are correct, it is quite clear we are separate entities. I’ll be on my way, then.”
X: “Excuse you? I did not give you leave to depart!”
Me: “You are excused. And aren’t you supposed to be under a veil of silence? You know, keeping certain matters to yourself? Not all advancements need to be broadcast to the world.”
X: “But if no one recognizes my advancements, then did I really make advancements?”
Me: “Mu.”
X: “What?”
Me: “Mu.”
X: “What the hell does that mean?”
Me: “It means, I am not your mirror, nor your sounding board. It means I have some thinking to do. It means ‘Fuck off’ and go masterbate in front of a better curated audience.” ~proceeds to walk off stage~ (There’s a stage?)
X: “WAIT! I HAVE NOT GIVEN YOU LEAVE TO DEPART!”
Me: ~departs anyway