dreams…
they really do baffle me. i love how intense and surreal they can be, last night was no exception. i had this dream where i was in a city, and i was heading to a friends house on a bike, when i bumped into a old friend that said “you’re going the wrong way” and without hesitation i changed my direction and rode the other way, as i was heading out the city strange things happened, i kept getting the feeling something wasn’t right, i stopped to look around and grab my phone to make a call, only to remember i had sprained my thumb, and upon remembering my thumb was sprained i dropped my phone in agony, baffled at not being able to remember how i did it, the intense pain of my thumb all over again shocked me into realizing this was just a dream, the wrongs became irrelevant to me, the pain of my thumb vanished as i was fully aware i was within my own head. so i gazed around at the city, the cars, the people, the grass, the smell of concrete, the sky and the wind, all of witch i was creating. this was all just my imagination and subconscious combined. i stood in awe as i thought to myself “non of this is real…is it?” and i was amazed at what i had created in my head. with a dream everything is real, as real as being awake, until you awake to realize it was a dream, so what if the first thought we have when we fall asleep is “few… that was just a dream” and we believe in our head that the dream is the reality?
“within a dream we can not see more than what we are ourselves” this statement hit me really hard when i thought more about it, it dwelled in the back of my mind for a long time before i was to comprehend the idea that when we talk to someone in our dream, we are talking to our self’s. advice, conversations and jokes you hear are really you telling it to your self. so the next time you interact with someone in a dream, its really yourself interacting with you pretending to be someone else.