The Game Called "You"

Глава 1Awakening from a deep sleep is like returning from another dimension, a journey through layers of oblivion. But some dreams etch themselves into memory not merely as images, but as an entire fabric of being, a different flesh, a different breath — as if a life lived in a parallel world. In the first moments of clarity, the cottony reality of the dream, where you soared like a bird over Himalayan peaks or haggled in the smoke-and-spice-infused bazaar of Varanasi, feels incomparably more tangible than the cool surface of the pillow and the morning light outside the window. At the juncture of these two realities, a poignant, elusive feeling is born, forcing one with renewed intensity to ask the eternal question: where is the true "self"? The one who felt every gust of wind over the summits, or the one lying in bed, hearing the muffled noise of the city? And what if both ar…