What truly gets me is that I see things in my dreams that never existed. From mundane things to extremely complicated. Yet I get the sense that I know these things and understand how they work?
I also have a series of dreams where I am in my life, the people I know are there but the environment is changed ever so slightly. Different color skies, different terrain, weird stuff.
That bubble you describe is kinda like what I get. But I am anchored quantumly in my dream so no matter how far out I seem to go, no matter how strange the Universe appears I can snap back to myself in an instant then go right back out like it was as easy as blinking.
Its really hard for me to describe some of the life forms I encounter. They have no likeness to anything I have seen on Earth and I am a member of EOL. (
Encyclopedia of Life) I wish I was a better artist because some of those creatures are fantastic.
I've experienced a life where there is no money, no working and no sickness. Then I have also experienced deaths in many ways, shapes and methods. I always wake up when I die. Like that was the end of my participation in that Universe and I can no longer 'sense' that dimension.
We know our brains have 5 senses, some claim 6 but there are 5 physical senses that are backed by organs. It may be possible that our advanced brains have the ability to 'sense' other dimensions in the sub-conscious. Perhaps it is a fundamental quality of all life and resides in our primitive brain areas. Perhaps lower animals also sense the same thing but with more clarity? Our logical mind clouds our ability? Like our sense of smell and eyesight diminishes as we advance in technology. Perhaps we are losing our quantum senses as well?
With that thought in mind. Consider the crazy person that is suffering from hallucinations. Perhaps their brain is wired in such a way that allows for higher, refined perception of quantum realities. We don't see what they see because our minds are blinded by evolution of our brains. There are always throwbacks in evolution.
Sometimes I feel like a crazy person when I awake from a dream because it is so real and so strange that no sane person would consider the details to be possible. I awake and my reality solidifies and the dream fades. I have noticed that there is a lag between the dream and my reality. I have tried to 'look' there but I can't get a hold of it. Its as if my brain forces me into my reality.
I have worked as a mechanic on space ships in an orbiting station.
I have dangled my feet off a cliff so high that the planet falls away into space.
I have floated a foot from the ground just like everyone else, moving by sheer thought.
I have repaired devices so small that my instruments were atoms.
I existed in a world where electricity was not needed, everything was powered by atomic forces. (I wrote about that one)
When you think about dimensions and just how many separate dimensions exist in chaos, every moment of life has billions of possibilities. Each of those specific to each person. And if you select one possible dimension it creates billions more possibilities for that rendition. Each one of those billions more. Perhaps we sense fragments from those dimensions. Perhaps that is why we never sense those dimensions where we no longer exist or never existed in the first place.
I've been different beings but I have always been me. Always with a history that seems to be related to the being that is me. Sometimes it is extremely close to my reality, sometimes stranger than my wildest imagination.
I've existed in an underwater realm.
I've floated helpless in space.
I've been stranded on an island.
I've existed outside the perception of others in my dream but had influence over matter.
There are things that I have NEVER experienced.
Surviving in the vacuum of space.
Being smaller than an atom or even a molecule.
Killing people - I have never been forced to kill any person in my dreams.
I have killed creatures tho and that is messy.
Someday I hope to be able to coalesce all my dreams into a nice novel.