The Dream of Levitating and Using Telekinesis
A few days ago, after exchanging texts with a friend who still lives in Cuba, I had a dream that transported me to that place so meaningful to me. I dreamed that I was in the city where I lived before emigrating, a place full of memories and emotions. In the dream, I was in a familiar room, perhaps in my friend's house.
Suddenly, I realized that I could levitate. My body floated in the air lightly, as if all the restrictions of gravity had disappeared. While I remained suspended, I extended my hand toward the wall, where a painting hung. With a simple and concentrated gesture, I drew it toward me using telekinesis. The painting peeled off the wall and flew directly into my hands, obeying my will.
I am not sure if I did it to prove something to someone, perhaps to my friend, or if I simply needed that particular object. However, I felt that the act had a purpose, although it was not entirely clear. I remained floating in the air, observing the painting and reflecting on its meaning.
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