I woke up from a very detailed dream in which I was working in some kind of engineering lab with other people, building and tweaking humanoid prototypes. My body as I know it here on Earth was lying in a glass container with closed eyes, as if asleep. I was clearly outside my physical body as I know it from this lifetime, and observing it, comparing results with some hieroglyphic notes that I somehow understood. This wasn’t a nightmare, but calm and focused work. I felt a lot of love and attachment for that body. We were testing a new skin and how reacts to environmental stress and pollution. When we’d see little cracks in the skin, we’d fix them right away and they would disappear. 

At some point, I turned my attention to the head and noticed there were a bundle of hairs sticking out from the side of the neck and I asked “Did anyone else see this?”, pointing to the anomaly on the neck and another researcher who in my dream was clearly a cousin of mine working on his own “body-suit body” replied “Yeah everyone did, we just didn’t know how to tell you. We thought you wanted it like that” and I was like “No, not at all, when did that happen, I’ll fix it right away” and proceeded to scribble down some hieroglyphs into a thin-air interactive pad. And the anomaly was fixed and I woke up. 

So now, I’m left with another gazillion questions on the nature of reality. I want to go back to that lab, because for all I know the other colleagues in the lab were also humanoids but I can’t describe what we looked like. I just knew who we were and I recognized the prototype bodies to be the ones from the 5 sense 3d reality we’re currently in.

I have to go back there. But this dream already gave me a ton of information I’ll keep processing in real time. Is it possible that all we all have created ourselves in order to test something? There seems to be some experimental intent behind all existence, indeed. If our bodies here are like vehicles in is some kind of virtual reality, are we continuously working on them and tweaking them to regenerate according to our intent, or is this dream a memory, or a pure hallucination? But why? WHY?

Who the hell are we? What are we doing here? I want to go back to the lab.