The Dream Awake

Saturday night, JtC, he had a dream.

I dreamed of a wonderful place that I had visited in my youth, a place I recognized very well. A place that I knew every step of, knew the people by name, even mentioned in the dream that I had visited there in the late 60s, early 70s (those were my rambling across the country days). I knew it all very well, as if I was there only yesterday. When I awoke I could not remember actually being there, but I know that I was, it was all too very familiar. It was very strange, knowing I had been there before but not remembering when awake. Could I have actually been there but just don't remember? But what a pleasure it was visiting it again!

Shahryar, he too has a dream.

I could almost draw a map of this alternate place. I could name streets but they'd all have quotes around them, like "Geary St." because it's not that at all. It's a different Geary St. It goes to the ocean but the geography is different, there's a bazaar at the end of the street, several stories high that looks fairly ancient. There are hills, a "financial district", shops, apartment buildings....and I can never find my car.

I dream, too.

I have several worldscapes I've visited, in dreams, over the decades; upon awakening, each time, they feel vividly Real, like "I" have definitely been there before, & in Real waking life. But that feeling fades the more I have to snap back into this world; this world says I've lived there "only" in "dreams."

With especial nod to Shahryar, we three (and all those others, who didn't speak up in that thread, but still have experienced all the same), maybe, were all, in dreams, churning through something, like what, they were, trying, to get to, through doo-wop, pop, Manchester: "Life in A Northern Town."

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But no. Because the dreams were, and are, clearly more advanced than that. They were, and are, alternative realities. Real, realities.

And so, to Understand, we must needs, go down to the Southern Hemisphere. To the Australians. To the aboriginies. Who understand that dreamtime, is the real time. That waking time, it is, in all ways, false.

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It is very freeing. When once you understand. That nothing. In this world. Is real. That, only in dreams, can one, truly, awake. And: alive.

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gulfgal98's picture

all those comments and felt left out. My mind must not be as creative or sharp as y'all's. Maybe someday, I will get the opportunity to journey to another realm in my dreams. Dream on... Smile

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hecate's picture

you're just better adjusted.

The current consensus seems to be that dreams are recycling bins, that can point the way to maybe what should maybe be done next.

There is, then, in that consensus, no advantage, at all, to dreaming of other places, and other realms, that are, but fleeting, not lived in, not "real."

I know that my dreams are more real than I am, but that's just me, and because I have never been all that real. Because I "died," of jaundice, shortly after I was born. But, then, I guess, or so I've been told, I "came back to life."

Or so they say. ; )

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