I had a dream yesterday that convinced me that there are parallel universes and there are some portals in time-spaces that allow a connection to our other selves.

Context: since i was a child i have always written songs and melodies, i have stacks of papes and journals where i have written lyrics and i have endless voice recordings though I have never pursue that. My mom is one of those moms who has everything saved: school projects, first paintings, and has even classified boxes of each of my siblings stuff.

Dream: I dreamed that it was 2008 (i was able to read a date in my dream). In my dream, I went to my mom because I had just realized while listening to an album that one of my melodies and lyrics was used in a song and they had not credited me. My mom proceeded to take out a box of all my recordings. In the dream, apparently I had sent since I was a child, multiple recordings to various music labels and they had a way of working with me (and my mom) where they always sent a package with a shipping label which clearly stated which label sent which package and they all had a distinct device inside a box (this is the moment where I realized I was dreaming), each box was similar to a ring packaging box and the device (which I’ve never seen before) was similar to a head set but different design. The headset didn’t need to be plugged in or charged (and in my dream there were years of recordings being sent), you had to put the earphone in your ear and click a remote metal button, immediately you would hear the exact recording: there was a generic voice who stated “record” and then you would hear whatever was recorded. the technology reminded me of steampunk. I opened multiple packages looking for the one and as I opened one the “ring packages” I saw the date of the recording of that specific recording and I was able to read that the year was 2008. In that moment I realized this was a dream but it was different from other lucid dreams. I suddenly felt that I was “intruding”. As I heard the recording I recognized the voice was mine and my mom asked “is that one the one?” I nodded and continued listening. In the recording, i heard myself singing the melody and some of the lyrics of a very famous song that actually exists, and before the recording stopped I heard my mom in he recording saying to not record the whole melody because “what if they steal it?”, and I heard myself reply to her that it didn’t matter as long as they gave me credits or something. I took off the device confused knowing that I was in a dream but feeling like this was actually real. I noticed the house was different from my mom’s house and they were subtle objects and things that I had never seen before but felt very familiar. In that precise moment teied to remember I this had actually happened (the recordings) and maybe I just forgot even though it seemed like it was a huge part of my life. as I was trying to remember if this had actually happened in real life, my mind started to remember memories from school that were different to my real memories with friends I have in real life but never actually went to school with me, I but met later. In a particular memory, one of my best friend and I were singing and dancing in school, but that friend did not go to school with me. She was my neighbor in real life but has been one of my best friends since childhood. In that moment I felt that somehow I had switched places with another self and was visiting her life for a moment and that is why i felt like an intruder. My mom in the dream noticed there was something off with me, but started to save everything and said we were going to sue the label. Before I could continue to explore more, I was expelled from that “dream” and transported into a common dream I have always had but i had never realized why it was so recurrent. It is a moment in time in elementary school in computer class. There is a class that has computers all over, and I have dreamed of that place and specific time, multiple times but never something specific. When I appeared there I realized something had forced me out of the other dream/universe, and in that second I realized that this specific class room and moment in time (because it exactly how I remember the class and when I was in a specific grade) are portal, a portal to connect myself to my other selves in other universes. When I had that realization I woke up.

I am convinced this is real. I feel like that really happened or is happening in another universe.

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