Sunday, September 13, 2009
Moving Back To California Renew License
was thinking now, that are immersed in hours of weird ideas, funny thing about feelings.
I really started thinking about something I remember him around with just 5 years. I guess when you start to realize the world around you, empathize and find that you are part of a reality that surrounds you where there are more people with their own reality.
By now even I can not help but think sometimes if that reality exists for all because it could be all a lie my head like in those dreams where someone comes in and says that this is not a dream. What also made me think that maybe this is the dream and fall into the same lie that we believe but on the other side of the mirror. This in turn has led me to remember how uncomfortable it is sometimes to be a slave of your dreams, talking about his dream, I do not mean goals. The opposite of a lucid dream, when you have be aware of dreaming is when you're so immersed in the situation around you in the dream that overcomes you completely. When we are frightened, when we get angry with someone with whom we dream, when we dream something sad that makes us forget all logic and memories of our life "wake up" when we drown in water when we are in our beds and woke up with his legs entangled in the sheets and head under the pillow.
is something that overwhelms me greatly, being the slave of feeling even in dreams, strong feelings that attack you until just after waking. And think how powerless you felt minutes before being unable to think and calm down. Can not argue with that sentiment so strong that surrounds you from sweating. And I suppose that is because there is a vigil both the same. Where born
feelings? in the brain I guess, but I do not find support in my imagination. Something so strong that shapes who you are and where you can be so strong that fool you. At least dreams are just waking up and appreciated the time that clearer mind think "ugh, it was only a dream, is over."
But as this is another dream where we go back to being slaves of wild feelings that surround us without meaning, as people tell us incoerentes but try to convince us that this is the only truth, we remain with the veil in the eyes until one day wake up and say "whew, it was only a dream, is over."
Because right now I have a lucid dream seems so far as to get rid of this thick paste that I drained from the brain to the heart and stomach.
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