It's probably a good thing that I rarely dream.
I remember only a handful of dreams each year, and this morning was one of those occasions. Waking slowly this morning, I spent about 3 minutes coming to the conclusion that a whole 2-year period of my life didn't actually exist. It was a period not even relevant to the dream itself, but somehow my histories got all wonky and confused. Dreams can be confusing because they are false inputs. Living without these brief unrealities seems to be a small blessing.
In the Star Trek movie "The Voyage Home", a computer quizzes Spock's memory on various subjects.
Q) What was Kiri-kin-tha's first law of metaphysics?
A) "Nothing unreal exists."
Apparently the quote comes originally from an old white lighter book called "
A Course In Miracles". The full quote is, "Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists. Herein lies the peace of God." I have my doubts on all three of these points.
Investigating my false-life issue this morning leads me to the revelation that there is
more than one kind of logic in the universe. That's an important point that they didn't teach me in my college class on Logic. Coincidentally, my 2-year non-life centers upon a college experience at a school that doesn't even exist.
So begins another day in the life of Terry.