A Glimpse into the Grey Room

A few days ago, while falling asleep, I passed through one of those rare stages of lucid dreaming when you're not only aware that you're dreaming but can actually witness the somatic mechanics producing the dream. While I was lying in bed, I could feel the dream scenery growing out of my bodily unrest. My pulse was enhanced by a sort of visual feedback which became a succession of light and dark which became passing concrete pylons I was watching from a moving train. Borges, quoting Coleridge: "If a tiger would enter this room, we would feel fear; but if we feel fear in a dream, we fabricate a tiger." Dream factories all.