Humour me. What if we make people, real conscious people, every time we dream, who then die at the end of the dream? Also yes, if that were true who’s to say that we aren’t also the figments of someone’s dream, but I don’t want to put that much effort into this particular thought.
Somehow, reading your post made me think of this.....
When water is liquid and solid (ice), we can see and touch it... it's very real. And when it is a gas (water vapour), we forget its existence until it presents itself in ways that hinders us.. condensation, humidity.... mould.
People in dreams are forms of energy that somehow is absent physically. I don't know if people i conjured in dreams are my energy or someone else's. It's hard to differentiate the air you breath is mine or yours, or the person's next to us.
Talk about dreams and people, I often have dreams of not being able to see the numbers on my phone and just can't seem to dial them correctly. Sometimes, it can feel blurry sometimes during waking times too... U did a good job confusing me....about my realities.
Uncanny. I literally am laying here having difficulty falling asleep. For some odd reason you popped into my mind. Just a fleeting moment, honestly a few seconds. Got bored, decided to check my email and here this was. Am I awake still? Or dreaming? I stopped questioning my reality a long time ago when these coincidences occur. I'm going to have to turn off the lamp now hahaha
What if those fleeting splinters lay dormant while you are awake?
Every dream is a new stage for each of those conscious fragments to appear and express themselves until the play is over and the curtain drops. But they are indeed originating from somewhere in your brain...
Maybe they can be accessed even while awake... ? Do they hold the key to your unconscious side?
If we are responsible the the creation and destruction of life, we should feel compelled to honor it. Then the lost souls can live on in a new form through art, music and/or words.
You were in my dream. So I decided to look you up again. And here you are blogging about people in dreams. What if it's something even more real than you're thinking?
It's crazy to think how many universes we leave behind when we wake up. I wonder if the people we've fabricated along the way are somehow ghosts wandering around in our minds waiting for another moment to re-emerge.
Somehow, reading your post made me think of this.....
When water is liquid and solid (ice), we can see and touch it... it's very real. And when it is a gas (water vapour), we forget its existence until it presents itself in ways that hinders us.. condensation, humidity.... mould.
People in dreams are forms of energy that somehow is absent physically. I don't know if people i conjured in dreams are my energy or someone else's. It's hard to differentiate the air you breath is mine or yours, or the person's next to us.
Talk about dreams and people, I often have dreams of not being able to see the numbers on my phone and just can't seem to dial them correctly. Sometimes, it can feel blurry sometimes during waking times too... U did a good job confusing me....about my realities.
Uncanny. I literally am laying here having difficulty falling asleep. For some odd reason you popped into my mind. Just a fleeting moment, honestly a few seconds. Got bored, decided to check my email and here this was. Am I awake still? Or dreaming? I stopped questioning my reality a long time ago when these coincidences occur. I'm going to have to turn off the lamp now hahaha
What if those fleeting splinters lay dormant while you are awake?
Every dream is a new stage for each of those conscious fragments to appear and express themselves until the play is over and the curtain drops. But they are indeed originating from somewhere in your brain...
Maybe they can be accessed even while awake... ? Do they hold the key to your unconscious side?
If we are responsible the the creation and destruction of life, we should feel compelled to honor it. Then the lost souls can live on in a new form through art, music and/or words.
You were in my dream. So I decided to look you up again. And here you are blogging about people in dreams. What if it's something even more real than you're thinking?
And when I daydream, what then? Writer, director, actor, audience, what am I? And you are me and I am you...
It's crazy to think how many universes we leave behind when we wake up. I wonder if the people we've fabricated along the way are somehow ghosts wandering around in our minds waiting for another moment to re-emerge.