Lisa Voroncova

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Beyond Wakefulness - Weightless Movements of the Soul in a Dream.

Sometimes, in those fragile moments between sleep and reality, I feel the world losing its sharpness, and I dissolve into streams of light and shadow. My body no longer belongs to me—it becomes light, almost weightless, like breath, like the memory of a touch that has already faded but still lingers on my skin.

I move effortlessly, unsure if I’m floating or falling, but I am not afraid. My soul slips free, unburdened, drifting without tether, without borders, without time. Here, I am nothing but a feeling, a fleeting shimmer of something both real and intangible at once.

Thoughts flow without resistance, blurring edges, dissolving the space between “here” and “there,” between me and you, between reality and dream. And all that remains is a quiet calm, the sensation of absolute freedom, and the deep warmth of sleep pulling me under—letting me disappear for a moment, only to return as myself once more.

With love, Li 🤍