Testing

I am suddenly reminded of a dream I had a few days ago, in which I was hiding, or living, underground. There were scarabs or beetles or scorpions -- some variety of large bug -- scampering around. One startled to crawl up underneath my shirt, and I realized there was opportunity to be terrified, but I consciously chose to not give in to fear. It came out through the hole at my neck, and seemed pretty friendly after that.

Again, the theme of testing, of something seemingly independent of me applying terror and checking how I react. Or something.

On an ambiguously related note, I would appreciate any insight available on controlled epileptic fits and trances.