Maybe what we call life is a projection of an electric emotion through the darkness of a magnetic sensation like a movie on a three-dimensional screen?
As if a projector requires a permanent light source and darkness of the film to display images on the screen, life on earth requires light of the self and darkness of sensation to simulate material reality.
The sensation must be in constant motion to create animations and time is a river of life indeed.
Maybe I AM in a form of a dreaming self, identifying part of my awareness with the matrix to play the game of life, and cannot awake until reunite. Maybe the self operates as eternal light source, maybe I AM an unconscious creator of my own destiny, until strong to detach sensation and awake my true identity.