inception

One day or one night__etween my days and nights, what difference can there be?__ dreamed that there was a grain of sand on the floor of my cell. Unconcerned, I went back to sleep; I dreamed that I woke up and there were two grains of sand. Again I slept; I dreamed that now there were three. Thus the grains of sand multiplied, little by little, until they filled the cell and I was dying beneath that hemisphere of sand. I realized that I was dreaming; with a vast effort I woke myself. But waking up was useless__ was suffocated by the countless sand. Someone said to me:You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to infinity, which is the number of the grains of sand. The path that you are to take is endless, and you will die before you have truly awakened.I felt lost. The sand crushed my mouth, but I cried out: I cannot be killed by sand that I dream __or is there any such thing as a dream within a dream._ Jorge Luis Borges, The Writing of the God

Time, without inception, instilled in one's spectacular mind of the mind, produces highly contagious thoughts that can kill you!

The world is one Matrix, you don't realise it but it's the truth. It's well shown in the films like Matrix 1,2,3 and Inception!

Dreams feel real while we__e in them. It__ only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange.

I remember a friend many years ago who had taped a sign to his refrigerator: There's a dream dreaming us. If you try to think about what that means it makes your mind silly, but that silliness is good.

One misstep was all it took, and it all came crashing down. And they were right there waiting for it__ager and ready to bury me in the wreckage.

In order to create an idea... to become an idea, it is a necessity for you to believe that it is your own idea. The idea will grow to define your entire life. And when you die... you don't.

Not that it mattered though. The truth seldom ever did in the face of a juicy lie.

The most dangerous enemy is not the one who lingers behind you in the shadows, but the one who walks beside you as a friend.

Your reaction towards your inception will determine the input towards your progression

I hadn__ even left my room and already my day had taken a U-turn straight to hell.

Everything about the house was rich, and dense, and rooted. It was everything I wasn__. Even the air, with its distinct smell of oak wood and sage, spoke to its identify and its history. I couldn__ help but feel small here. Overwhelmed. Incompatible.

I tell you I'm tired of hearing it. There ain't nothing that happens to a person that ain't that person. The world out there only does what you tell it to do. The world is happening to you the way it is happening because you're telling yourself the story that way. If you want to change the world so damn bad, Ida, then where you got to start is how it is you're looking at it.