In other dreams I am without compassion. My body is and that is all. I walk around in a world of people who dream in my dream. They share and talk and laugh with hearty souls. I do not like this. I also do not distaste it. I am in a superposition. I am above emotions, I have zero compassion. While my body is plasma I transcend and watch my world from above and feel nothing for any positive nor negative. I am no longer bipolar because emotions are not real. I am. That is all. However, I think if I have no feeling, am I truly am? Perhaps not...Cogito ergo sum. I think therefor I am. I must be then.
I once found myself in a woods that was the greenest it could be before the Autumn slept in the trees. The sun shone through like a storybook scene of grand peace. Sometimes the wind would give a slight shove and the foliage would sigh and rub one another in song. In a clearing there was a handmade cottage that I constructed myself and lived in alone. I was a forest witch and I cherished my solitude in the lovely place. I had a small garden in the back that I was out tending this fine day. In my realm, this forest, I had no sorrow, I was free and happy working my crops under the cool dimming sun. It was my own private fairy tale that I had no problem spending forever in. The ridiculous thing was, in my dream I was hundreds of years old. I was youthful though. In my countless years, I had explored vast amounts of this world beyond the forest and had my share of adventures with fantastic beasts and people. However, even though the world contained much more to be explored, I found it in my best interest to settle down after my affairs had been dealt with and I fulfilled my purpose for coming here in the first place. So settling down in this beautiful cottage was the right choice and I was satisfied. While tending my garden I looked back at my porch and smiled at a large grey Dragon egg I had found in the forest a few nights ago. I have always wanted my own dragon companion truthfully. Whether the egg was abandon or I just made that up in my mind to believe so, I took it and decided I'd hatch it myself.
This world in juxtaposition to my true life is an analogy.