"Nothing unreal exists."
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 ( Read more... )
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 ( Read more... )
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What drives me a bit nuts is when you get persistent unreality, there is a house that has shown up in dreams over several years. I really had to work to determine I never lived there and that it doesn't actually exist.
But part of the value of dreams is thier synthetic existence, the let the lingerig fragments of daily consciousness recombine and abide our desires and fears.
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Well, duh! Hell, there's an infinite number of them to be found in any chronosynclastic infundibulum.
What I find disturbing is when I'm partly awake and I can't figure out where I am. I mean, I know that I'm in my own bed, I know that I'm in my bedroom, I just can't remember which bedroom. Since starting at A&M, I've had... 18 different bedrooms? No, 19, because I switched bedrooms in my Austin condo. And that's just the real ones. I've had hundreds of unreal ones, as I dream of homes that don't actually exist on a pretty regular basis ( ... )
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