I used to have very sporadic dreams, with shit going on all over the place, people changing into other people, objects morphing, total chaos to say the least, and I guess that is what you'd expect from a 'normal' dream, but lately they've become too real.
My dreams have evolved into something else. There is no more chaos. They are like lost memories on replay, constant Deja Vu, more real than waking life. Everything flows now; all the characters are people from real life and the one's that might actually be strangers give me that feeling that I have met them before; some type of old friend that I have forgotten about over the years.
I can't remember the last time I gradually awoke from a deep sleep. I am constantly being shocked into reality, sweating and panting, with the details of the universe fading fast. I am left with no plot but merely a blob of action that meant something for a single instant. My real memories are becoming intertwined with my dream memories.
Perhaps the only thing that is 'chaotic' and 'dream-like' anymore is that I am always in third person. I have an infinite number of camera angles to analyze the world from except for a simple first person perspective. I have lost myself in my dreams and now I just observe everything and everybody.
What is most annoying, is that every dream concludes with a bunch of flashbacks of the dream, some type of plot overview, in which I must make a connection; significant thoughts, dialogue, faces, people, actions, etc. go whizzing by the back of my skull and I can see it, for an instant, every time. "This is why this happens; this is why he/she acts like this; this is why time passes at this rate here and has a different rate there; if i graph position over time I can depict reality; look at the numbers; its all making sense now; its all resonating clearly; I GET IT!"
And thats when I wake up.
-------------------- So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice.
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Well...
My dreams, the few I have, and the few I remember, for as long as I can remember, have always been about someone/something chasing and trying to kill me, and/or me getting f'ed over in some other way.
I don't know what a "good" dream is like. When I do dream, they usually end up waking me with my heart racing and unable to go back to sleep.
Dunno.
Maybe someday we'll have technology to record our dreams.
-------------------- 5 shroom me!
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