Khuutra on 10 May 2010
"Dreaming...
I was dreaming...
Perhaps it may have been but a long forgotten memor....
A dream....
A memory....
Things remembered when one is asleep...
Things forgotten when one is awake...
Where the deepest layers of memories
Become the outermost layers of dreams...
Which are reality?
Which are illusions?
One cannot tell until one awakes...
Or perhaps they are,
At the same time, both
Truth and fiction....
A vast nnebulous...
With no boundaries...
An emptinenss equivalent
To my own existence..."
How typical is this writing of the game?
