Apr 30, 2011 02:21
This mindset is reducing the importance of everything to me. If I sleep, will I wake in this state again? Will I awaken to the real world? I think I have fear of losing this world and wanting to know what happens in it, like a story I can't seem to put down. Yet, knowing that it is just a movie/book means that I can put it down and pick it up again at my leisure. Nothing is happening to me; nothing has ever happened at all. Nothing exists to be separate from; there is nothing to forgive because only dreams have fluttered by. There's no need to forgive a dream. It's all metaphor, illusion within illusion.
While typing this, I fell asleep and dreamt I was conversing with a filmed, black and white Aleister Crowley, whose voice was recorded on wax cylinders. He reached the future to speak with me.
Maybe it's unimportant if I wake or sleep in this state. Maybe it matters more that I do both smiling.