When I was a child, I fell asleep every night by consciously going through the whole process. Feeling the vibrations and being thrown out of the body. The world I arrived in was similar to the everyday one, but at the same time different. I met strange beings there and slowly learned various skills.
When during the day I was learning to ride a bike, scraping my knees, in parallel, under the cover of night, I was learning to fly. I remember the whole process, when little by little I managed to stay in the air for longer and longer, until over time I mastered this skill to such an extent that now it is my default way of moving around in dreams.
Doing loops, flowing along walls, hanging in strange places and observing people – these things still invariably give me pleasure to this day.
ONEIRIC ANAMNESIS 