Posts Tagged ‘dreams

19
Aug
15

Fabric Of Dreams


GRAFFITI 5

(Interpret the following in the context of your choosing; a challenge to its meaning)

The walls of confinement are real

Not the kind that are meant to feel

But to their prisoner, the deal

A mind’s creation, to hide, or conceal?

What a lonely life is here led

No more emotions left to be bled

Into a dark abyss consigned – defeated

Is hopelessness here to be conceded?

Observing eyes shut to what’s seen

Presuming all goodness and serene

Not to tamper with illusion-dream

Is all the pain as real as it seems?

A mind’s creation, to hide, or conceal?

Is hopelessness here to be conceded?

Is all the pain as real as it seems?

Answers lie in the fabric of dreams.

11
Mar
13

Dreamt Dreamer Dreaming


dreans

Dreamt Dreamer Dreaming

dreaming of the dreamer
dreaming the dream
dreamed by the dreamer
dreaming the dream dreamt

Like many others, I am intrigued by the state of Dreaming.  A phenomenon majority of people and animals experience. Much research has gone into determining the function of dreams and as much, into the esoteric explanation of what they mean.

Typically dreams are suggested to represent a metaphorical unscrambling portrayal of the subconscious experience of daily conscious activity.

It is not my intent here to delve into the science and/or mythology of the dream state but, to relate to recent dream experiences I find especially intriguing in hopes that others may have had similar experience and can offer their insight and interpretation.

Firstly, one significant trait of my dream experience is that they seem to be episodal meaning; the dream will start where the same dream experience had some time in the past, ended and, it will hold to its own memory of that overall dream experience.

Next, I have awoken from three dream state levels: I awoke from a dream only to awaken again from that dream, only to awaken again into full consciousness of this reality.

Lastly, the most recent experience might be referred to as a Lucid dream state: I stated within the dream sequence the awareness that what was transpiring was in effect a dream. Specifically, I appeared to be revelling and partying with unseen friends amongst others. As I became very boisturous and behaving badly and out of character it came to me that all was fine because this was just a dream and, with that awareness, I pronounced to everyone this was just a dream so I could behave in this foolish manner. At one a point, a couple sitting at a table with their son, caught my attention. In the process of explaining to them I was just dreaming I asked the boy; what is your name?. He replied: ‘Joe’ to which I responded by shaking his hand telling him that it too was my name. The boy nor the parents had any resemblence to either me or my parents.  The father curiously asked me to explain my claim this was just a dream to which I explained my fascination and experience with dreams but as I began, I became consciously concerned of being able to distinguish reality when I would finally awaken. This caused me to do just that: awaken.

I will just add that this played as though I was looking through the view finder of a camera, the only point I saw myself in the dream was when I reached out to shake the boy’s hand and then, it was just my forearm and hand.

It is the second most recent experience of fully acknowledging that I was participating in a dream thus my actions were inconsequental. The first, not quite as detailed, occurred about two weeks ago. I can only relate to it as a converging awareness of being in a dream while conscious to reality. It is difficult to fully explain but it was though half my mind awoke and the other remained asleep or unconscious. When finally awake. I had quite the headache and left a bit confused.

It has been a long time ambition to consciously acknowledge within a dream that it being such, my actions and/or behaviour were inconsequential to conscious reality. It is quite liberating though comfounding, experience.

13
Jan
13

Defiance Reward


I have the enjoyment of some entertaining and stimulating dreams. Last night I awoke from a dream that had a visceral feel about it that I wanted to capture in some way. Hence this:

A caged room of men with nowhere to go
Captured by one disturbed with virile power to show
The gun in his hand-made sure this fact to know
The tension made palpable by not knowing when he’d blow

An anxious cough came from the back of the room
The man’s villanous eyes scanned looking from whom?
Coyly waving the gun in defiance – suggesting one’s fatal doom
No one dare stir knowing one of them is to die soon

Sadistically pointing the gun from one victim to another
Each failed pull of the trigger making the room shudder
Cowering in fear with nowhere to take protective cover
Some cried the lord’s prayer, others last love for their mother

The mad-man stalked about absorbing all his generated fear
He had some twenty men that moments ago toasted his cheer
Now they sat quivering not knowing if their death was near
Save for one standing in defiance, to make the point clear

Approaching the man standing, gun pointed to his head
The simple pull of the trigger, in seconds,  the defiant one  would be dead
But a strange thing happened, something else instead
The mad-man embraced him knowing a true brave man he’s bred.




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