all the time actually. and not only experiencing but also feeling, thinking, sensing. at the same time, i feel trapped in this pseudo-reality.
Yes. I went to visit Morpheus, I took the red pill and the rest is history.
It's more than a suspicion, if I understand how you use the word "reality". I coped by educating myself until I saw the joy and magnificence of what reality actually is. The key is in the words "Know yourself". Who are you? What are you? Why are you?
I had several dreams before where I knew I was dreaming.
I am convinced I was having a "waking dream" and thankfully, my Father caught me going out the door. He stood there as sweet as could be and showed me that what I TRULY BELIEVED was there wasn't. I don't know if I was convinced but I did keep from losing it in frontof my overly nosey judgemental neighbors. It was so weird b/c my mind made things appear real-it was confusing at the very least.