Sometimes I wonder if this is all real. Am I really alive? Or is this just my brain messing with me? What if we're all in a coma somewhere, where they confine all of our bodies and the world we're living in is just a figment of our imagination? A past. Our past. What if all of our dreams are being collected and monitored and sorted out and saved in their database? What if that'a the case? And if our body and mind dies, some of those dreams and memories will be implanted onto another person. Maybe that's why we get Deja Vus. Because those are actually the past of other people. We thought that somehow, it already happened to us before. And it did happen. Just not to us, no, but to the original owner. What if, Deja Vus are actually "borrowed" pasts of someone else's life? What if?
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