Notes from the Dream (circa 1982-1986) - Stephen H. Wolinsky Ph. D.

“how do I get out and free?”What struck me was that all the communicationwas known, there was no sound or use ofwords which I had to interpret. Rather, therewas an immediate sense of knowingnessbetween me and the “people” within the bubblewhereby we just knew each other withoutactual sound speech or words.There were no vehicles of communication, likesounds, words, thoughts, feelings, or even bodylanguage. Just knowingness. It was kind of amind connection you might have with someonethat you lived with—just a look in the eyes thatconveyed a certain knowingness.I remembered taking L.S.D. in college withseveral friends. One of them was talking withme, Suddenly, I looked into their eyes and Isaw what I perceived as his “essence” and hesaw mine. No words need be said, we were oneand the same being.This had the same quality of knowingness.From outside the bubble as I focused on one ofthe people in the bubble who had been askinghimself, “Who am I?”, “Where am I?” a shrillof terror went through what I had imaginedwas “my body”, (actually it was a memory ofthe body, an abstracted perception, a memorybody,an image-body). The person in the45