I let "My Imagination" lead me.  I am in the abyss of slumber, my eyes are heavy with sleep.  I cannot control either "My Imagination" or my mind.  Silence envelops a black and white unreal and fantastic world. Pleasure is in the limit of the suffering.  Now "My Imagination" and I are alone, hand in hand.  I let her take control and take me.  I am falling into the abyss of sleep.  Many of the images are not recognizable and I am full of anxiety.  This is pre-slumber. Spanish