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Post by sisyphus on Feb 9, 2007 10:56:57 GMT -5
i woke up in the middle of the night in one of those wierd dream states where you think you're awake, but not so much. when i awoke, i was certain that avacados grew in women's vaginas. you would pluck one, and another would grow in it's place. it just made sense. dream logic is insane. i guess that's what's so gosh darn fascinatin' about it.
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Post by sisyphus on Feb 9, 2007 11:01:21 GMT -5
If I could, I would devote my life to researching the brain, dreaming in particular. Not sure what to get a Masters or PhD in to do that, or even if I could get away with only doing research and writing, without being a doctor. I guess I could always teach. How often does the world need new neurology professors though...  Well, that and my entire family is completely against anything related to psychology. "Bunch of liberal quacks working for the pharmaceutical industry.. mutter mutter... Democrats.. mutter..." Although my mother really has come around in the last year or so. Pretty much keeps it to a fixed stare when I say things like, "So I'll probably be heading to India after Dave's tour finishes in Germany in May" or "I can't believe you're blaming your own daughter for personally helping Satan win the war against God." I should go to bed. Babbling at length. Always a sign I would be safer in bed. lol. let's start a sleep center/commune, samps. we'll try to get layla involved so that we can make it super-scientific, but mostly we'll just sift through our dreams for the secret archetypal answers of the universe and make wild art films from them. my parents will be saying the same shit as yours, so we'll form our own little support group to recover from their straight and narrow paths. |
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Post by samplestiltskin on Feb 9, 2007 20:10:24 GMT -5
I'm going to overlap some threads again, but I have to say, one of the reasons I love Demian so much is that I read it at the exact right moment in my life. If I'd read it two years ago, it would have been a beautifully written book that I promptly forgot about. And (I hope) if I'd read it two years from now, I would have progressed mentally and spiritually beyond the book's message, and would have thought of it just as a descriptor for a time in my life. As it is, I'm reading it at a time where I am struggling with most of the themes addressed in the book, including the sense of guilt attached to breaking free from my mother. So, maybe in a year or so, I would be mentally ready to start dream research (and art, of course) without feeling as though it's some giant betrayal to a mother who loves me but hates the thought of facing the demons in her brain.  As for the avocados.... that would feel really weird. |
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Post by sisyphus on Feb 10, 2007 0:34:28 GMT -5
interesting that you should put it that way... i read demian at a time in my life when i was finally forced to "betray" my mother in a way... i was forced to tell her that i'd left the mormon church (could not attend temple with my brother), something she's cried about ever since... funny, though. don't remember such mother issues from the book... i should read it again.
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Post by samplestiltskin on Feb 10, 2007 8:41:11 GMT -5
well, it's more just his agony at leaving the 'world of light and beauty' that was his parents' world, and getting soiled in the sordid half of the world. later on he does go into some detail about how guilty he felt forsaking everything they had offered him, the purity and goodness, using it to become his own person and then "deserting" them. his point is that you HAVE to use what people have given you to build yourself, then finally your self is complete and you fly away. it's part of life. birth and death, both inevitable.
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Post by sisyphus on Feb 10, 2007 20:33:30 GMT -5
indeed. i remember getting all sorts of philosophical/artistic inspiration from it, and that it helped me in a way as i struggled to build a new paradigm for myself, but that's all. i think i'll pick it back up and read it really quick in the next couple of weeks. it's great that you're getting what you need from it right now.  hesse is great. |
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Post by Thorngrub on Mar 1, 2007 10:48:44 GMT -5
So I had this weird, and way kinda cool, dream the other night. A quick recap:
I was at this party, seems to have taken place up North - - CAnada ways, and I'm pretty certain it was a "Castaways" type deal, cuz there was Riley, behind this makeshift picnic-table bar. Riley is the only one from the boards I remember in the dream.
Anyway, I finished my 2nd beer (I had brought my own, something in a green glass bottle - a six-pack, as that was all the beer I really wanted to drink), and went to the fridge (yes, there was a fridge right outside in the yard), opened the door, and noticed the remaining 4 beers I had brought were gone.
THis pissed me off so much, that I decided then & there to blow this joint, and left the party immediately, without saying a word or changing my expression. Just walked off.
Half a mile down the way, I hit the dirt road which led out of the park/party area. This dirt road wound by a shimmering lake. It was a beautiful day, puffy clouds piled up here and there amidst a blue sky. The wind picked up. I was wearin' this jacket, and I let the sleeves slip as far as I could, to catch the wind w/the back of the jacket, and suddenly, a gust of wind picked up and lifted me off the ground ! I held onto the sleeves of the jacket just perfectly so the wind would fill the jacket up like a sail, or a parachute, and the force of the wind was such that it kept me floating along above the road, about 4 feet up, sometimes lifting me up to 5 or 6 feet, and then dying back down so I floated 3 to 4 feet off the ground. I kept floating along like that, at the same pace as walking.
I look behind me and this group of girls - 3 or 4 of em, who were walking along behind me, laughed at my floating along like that, and one of em caught my foot, and held on.
That's when I started waking up -- and I was laughing something silly in my sleep -- you can ask sisy. I just kept giggling and giggling, in this halfstate of still dreaming and partly waking up.
It was so damn cool ! I remember it vividly, and I couldn't stop giggling while slowly waking...
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Post by samplestiltskin on Mar 1, 2007 10:56:31 GMT -5
Lucky! That sounds very happy, and I suddenly miss being there while someone else sleeps. Trying to tell me dreams as soon as they wake up, and vice versa.
Please, everyone feel more than welcome, if not downright encouraged, to share their dreams here. It's kind of pointless I guess, but I love living in the thoughts of others, and I know I'll never experience a dream the way another person will.
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Post by rockkid on Mar 2, 2007 21:40:35 GMT -5
The other night I was in the Korean war for some unknown reason & doing something with Korean orphans, though I've no idea what exactly.
It was dull as dreams go.
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Post by samplestiltskin on Mar 3, 2007 22:01:06 GMT -5
does anyone in the world actually dream in black and white? that would be awesome. i've never met anyone who didn't dream in color, but supposedly that's really rare.. wtf.
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Post by sisyphus on Mar 3, 2007 23:01:10 GMT -5
i don't think i've really ever dreamed in black and white. jesus, i had a fucking whack dream this morning. can't remember it. i'm going to try and start doing the dream journal thing again, but on a tape recorder.
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Post by rockkid on Mar 4, 2007 0:15:36 GMT -5
No black & white for me, would be nice tough, less gore.
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Post by sisyphus on Mar 5, 2007 10:39:12 GMT -5
this morning i dreamt that i was inside a long long hallway with black walls and a bancy raquetball-court-esque sort of floor watching a citcom whose star was the illegitimate child of michael jackson. shin/ben shot a bomb inside the hallway that looked like a hockey puck and i had to kick it out. soon the dream morphed and the hallway became like a time machine of some variety. something like in Primer. it got too confusing to remember/follow from that point on. dreams are so whack, yo.
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Post by rockkid on Mar 5, 2007 11:52:29 GMT -5
Interesting shin being the antagonist.
Subcon CE dream??
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Post by Thorngrub on Mar 5, 2007 12:22:46 GMT -5
Interesting shin being the terrorist. Subcon CE dream?? I don't find it surprising at all that shin was the terrorist in sisy's dream. Seeing as how in her dream, sisy was in some weird, shifty "time machine" hallway, viewing a sitcom starring Michael Jackson's illegitimate child no less, to find our lord shin having matured fully into a pop-culture terrorist seems to fit perfectly w/his current profile. *high 5s lord shin* |
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hesse is great.