Sometimes I'm ashamed of my lack of self-control, calmness and wisdom.
But then again, shouldn't be ashamed .. should convert it to inspiration to become better, I guess.
Anyway, here's the relevant part of the dreams last night:
I'm a cloud of consciousness, observing some sort of a desolate place. Six people have arrived there. Three of them torture the other three (one on one). Two of them remained within more-or-less reasonable limits. One of them, however, had given in to the lust of torturing with high voltage. I was upset about it, tuned into the victim and with anger, me + the guy reflected the arcs back. I wanted for the person to experience what they have caused the victim to experience (about an hour of electric shock). However, blinded by anger, I did not see that he was a lot weaker than his victim. For him, just a few minutes probably meant / would've meant coma. The dream was cut there. The next moment the place had turned into a crime scene. Some higher-ups tried to cover up what they still could.
Now who gave in to the lust of torturing with high voltage?
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