This post is like a dream, connected by the flow of thoughts as they go.
What if you make your dreams to be reality and your reality to be your dreams? Maybe then it wouldn’t be so painful to live.
The text used for this song is written by English philosopher Alan Watts. It says:
“Let’s suppose that you were able every night to dream any dream you wanted to dream,
and you would naturally as you began on this adventure of dreams, you would fulfil all your wishes.
You would have every kind of pleasure, you see,
and after several nights you would say, “well that was pretty great.”
But now let’s have a surprise, let’s have a dream which isn’t under control.
Well, something is going to happen to me that I don’t know what it’s gonna be.
Then you would get more and more adventurous, and you would make further and further out gambles as to what you would dream, and finally, you would dream where you are now.”
I don’t know how others feel about these words, but to me, they strike me as a compelling composition, and almost every time I hear them I have goosebumps all over my body. What is a dream and what is a desire? What is reality and what is something we imagine? Can something that we create become what we wake up to? Is there a silver line between dreaming and dreams or is the reality something that we fall to?
“If you awaken from this illusion,
and you understand that black implies white,
self implies other,
life implies death.
You can feel yourself, not as a stranger in the world,
not as something here on probation, not as something that has arrived here by fluke, but you can begin to feel your own existence as absolutely fundamental.
What you are basically, deep, deep down, far, far in, is simply the fabric and structure of existence itself.”
I remember myself around ten years old or something, a girl who one day felt like going nuts because I kept on thinking what does the word “me” mean. I felt myself, and for a second it scared me. But that wasn’t a horror or anything it was just excitement of sensing something I have never felt before. I felt I needed to be a little bit vigilant over that new sensation because I knew it was a powerful one.
That was the very first time, and it still is a very vivid memory of how I tried to feel what me was. I was successful. I could sense a clear distinction between my body, my mind and me. I understood that me is something else than the body, something else that my thoughts. Since that day on, it was never a question for me of how many components are there that makes one whole Lina.
Unfortunately, I didn’t continue with that feeling, and I got scared that maybe continuing with it would drive me crazy. Thus, I left it to be a unique experience that I could refer to as a one-time event, something that was real, even too real to be felt again.
But now I think it’s time to try to connect with that myself again. I am sure that what I experienced that day is the feeling that Alan Watts is talking in the second part of this discourse. And it cannot make me stop thinking about what freedom is.
Freedom’s definition according to Wikipedia is:
Freedom, generally, is having an ability to act or change without constraint. A thing is “free” if it can change its state easily and is not constrained in its present state. In philosophy and religion, it is associated with having free will and being without undue or unjust constraints, or enslavement.
Ok, so shall I find out what makes me be under constraints or enslavement. What prevents me from feeling me, feeling the existence itself. I look for an answer, but it seems such a difficult thing to find a solution to. I understand that some things make me be enslaved in my own body and my thoughts. Constructs, concepts, ideas and other perceptions of reality that we, as humans, inherit while growing up, those things cause me to have this feeling of being enslaved.
“The evidence shows that we inherit and transmit behaviours, emotions, beliefs and religions, not through rational choice but contagion” Paul Marsden
Is this a dream in reality or a reality of a dream?
What if I could be the one to set me free?
In the English word ‘dreaming’ stands for both – dreaming as having a passion for something for your future and dreaming as the state of your mind when you are asleep. I am a Lithuanian, and my mother-tongue has two different words for these two concepts. Svajonė – an ambition, a desire, a wish, and Sapnas – a succession of images, thoughts, or emotions passing through the mind during sleep.
Maybe there is a reason why the same word dream can express these two things. In the end, English at the moment is the most common language that people from different countries would use for communication. Maybe mixing dreams and dreaming together and intertwining them makes dreams become a reality and reality turn into dreams.
Open your eyes to dream where you are now