We wonder what the blind men dream.
I'm a dreamer. We are all dreamers though ...sometimes you don't recall them, but scientists have shown in studies that people that don't recall dreams dream just as much as the rest of us. I can't really say too much about that though as it seems that science is overstepping it's boundaries when it decided to take on dreams. I mean it is like those television programs on the "science of love" where they talk about all the chemicals and hormones and chocolate and the etc. factors that can simulate, emulate, or stimulate this mystery feeling. I mean I guess it all makes "sense" when you think about it, but that is the problem with it. Things like love, god, life, and all these subjective topics I've been whoring about lately in my LJ aren't supposed to make sense.
Lately science has taken away alot of gods and hope. Some will deny their aged sense of defining the world around them is the next victim. I don't understand these books about "Biblical Science" where science and the good book join forces on their search for the answers. Let's be honest the two are natural enemies tearing at each other. I can only think that the followers of science or the Bible didn't find the answers that they liked at one source or the other. I also think certain things are more interesting as a mystery. I mean sometimes science seems it is for the people that want to know how the magic tricks are done. They are not satisfied to just watch the show. They have to guess at how they are done ...and they are probably wrong. Just like dreams. Don't try to understand just enjoy.
But what do you do when you don't enjoy them?
But what do you do to make the painful ones go away?
I don't know. It is times like this when it becomes difficult to accept the "don't try to understand" mantra quoted just above. Defining "dreams" are impossible. Understanding "dreams" are impossible. Nothing is "impossible." Maybe it isn't impossible. Maybe the real answer (like noted above) just doesn't make sense. This is where the madmen find their fortune. I wonder what the going rate on sanity is right now. I'm sure it is diminished from some years ago. It seems we have an abundance of it about lately. I've built up a bit of it in my account myself. Time for a spending spree for answers. I'll find them.
I'll make them go away.