Dare to dream
I love dreams. They're so cool. I dream all the time, even when I'm not asleep. Really, all I have to do is close my eyes, and drift into a near-sleep state, though still awake and conscious, and a flurry of images parades before my eyes. Most of it is too fast and too complex to make any sense at all. And even when there is some coherent thought or storyline, I can rarely retain it.
Still, I enjoy it. I can lie down and enjoy 15 minutes of imagery and get up feeling peaceful, like I undertood something then, and it's not important that I don't remember now.
I've never been able to master lucid dreaming, the ability to manipulate the happenings and circumstances dreamside at will. Though, I sometimes wonder what I'd do with the skill if I had it. There's only so many of your friends you can look at naked. And doesn't that sort of remove from the dream an element of its appeal: the unexpected turn of events?
What's really weird is being somewhere public and starting to dream. I dreamt strange dreams in a chair in the hospital lobby the day Jaimeson was born. I've been in lots of meetings, seminars, and assemblies and half-dozed off. Right away I start to dream, sometimes even when my eyes are open. Think about that: experiencing two completely realized sets of visuals at once. I've often wondered if I were narcoleptic, except for the fact that it only happens when I'm over-tired or just plain bored.
The most intense time that this has happened was in October when I was driving up to my hiking trip. I absolutely couldn't close my eyes, despite the fact that I desperately wanted to, because I was flying down the highway at 2 am, doing about 170 kph. It was utterly stupid, I know. I think about it now with a kind of disbelief. My mind refused to stay awake, but I wouldn't let my body go to sleep. What ended up happening was a kind of stasis somewhere in between. I remember seeing the road, my headlights, the blur of trees on either side, yet at the same time and in full visual representation, experiencing complete, storied dreams. It was absulutely bizarre.
It certainly helped pass the time, though.
All I can say is that I love the whole dream deal. It's endlessly fascinating to me. I truly believe that it's a way to uncover hidden wisdom, enjoy fantasies, and decipher meaning from the day's events. I know that they are an imperative function of the mind that we rely on for our sanity.
With that said, I'm off to bed; to sleep, and perchance, to dream.
Sunday, April 21, 2002
It's not word, but it's a state of mind.
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i've done it once ... to ward off the nightmare.. and it was amazing!
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