[lomax]

A while ago something happened while i was sleeping.All of a sudden,the inside of my head turned to a speaker and i could hear sounds from birds,like i was standing at the heart of a large forest.
Then i saw a beautiful landscape and a tibetan monk holding a flute.He walked towards me playing a depressive like,ambient tune.
Then i saw something like dungeons.They were kids inside them,and as i was looking them with sadness,i recognize in one of them my own self,or a part of me.
Then the monk said these words ''Childrens of the dungeons,arise''.
I saw the locks falling down and these kids escaping from their prison.

Any thoughts?