"Olofin's Interdimensional Jam: A Cosmic Jaunt to Augmort's 1985 From Earth 2022AD"

In a realm beyond the boundaries of our known reality, I found myself exploring a parallel universe named Augmort. Unlike earthly travels, my journey was not constrained by a physical body; I was a mere consciousness, untethered and traversing dimensions with an ethereal grace.




On the first two occasions, my visit to Augmort was accidental, almost dreamlike. I floated through the vibrant hues of an otherworldly landscape, experiencing the existence of pure consciousness. It wasn't until the third occurrence that I decided to consciously explore this mysterious realm.


As I materialised near a familiar building that resonated with my Earthly memories, I recognised it instantly. Strangely, the two women approaching the entrance wore attire reminiscent of both Muslim harem clothing and Catholic nun habits. A curious awareness swept over me, and I found myself effortlessly communicating with them through telepathy.


In this extraordinary exchange, I asked them to leave the door open, a request they seemingly acknowledged with a subtle glance in my direction. As they entered, I experienced an inexplicable shift, as if I blinked into a new reality. The familiar door greeted me, and I knocked, unsure of what awaited on the other side.


The door swung open, revealing a man with a complexion that defied earthly categorisation. He bore a likeness to every race and ethnicity, a blend that echoed the Maltese, Canarian, and Mediterranean features. With a welcoming smile, he invited me in, and I confessed to my unintentional inter-dimensional projection.




With warmth in his eyes, he responded, "Aren't all questions silly" I seized the opportunity to inquire about the location, planet, and year. Augmort, he said, and the calendar marked the year 1985. Behind him stood three beings, two females and one male, their presence urging me to linger longer.


As he extended an inviting hand, I hesitated. A surge of urgency overcame me, and with a twist of my imaginary hand, I freed myself and rushed outside. The moment I stepped beyond the building's threshold, the environment subtly shifted. Distinct yet eerily familiar structures surrounded me, and a realisation struck — I was no longer on Earth.


Closing my imaginary eyes, I willed myself to wake up. The transition was swift, and I found myself in my bed, the weight of the parallel adventure lingering in my consciousness.

 Jet-lagged and disoriented, I pondered the intersection of dreams and alternate realities that had unfolded within the realm of Augmort.







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