Understanding a dream. Understanding a memory. Understanding our imagination. Understanding our desires.
Do our dreams influence our conscious state of mind, or does our conscious state of mind influence our dreams? There is no way to comprehend or even come to a logical answer. In my mind, I feel as though our dreams, whether we remember them or not, can alter our conscious life. Consider your deepest desire. Does it regard posesssing some item like money or power? Is it an emotional satisfaction? Do you desire a certain existence, socially, physically, mentally? Your biggest craving. Can it be that your mind has engineered such thoughts such that it can fulfill its own desire? Are we really directly in control of our mind, or is our mind sort of a separate drive that gears the physical body to achieve its necessities?
My point: Your mind, your dreams, your consciousness. Which one is the sole initiator of the other? Suppose you have a craving for something in particular – a deep craving, something that you always wish for, but there is no real, reasonable, or logical way of acquiring it. Don’t you find that you sometimes dream about this desire when you are sleeping? What if there are dreams that you don’t remember the next day? Are those dreams gone forever, or have they made some imprint on your mind? What if your deep desire is the effect of many other prior dreams? When we imagine our ideal life, our ideal feeling, emotion, existence, where does it come from? I believe we dream, and our mind is directly representing its desires with images, feelings, ideas, and emotions. Our mind, our world; Working hand-in-hand.
Your dreams, my dreams… Never (ever) identical. I think everyone has such powerful desires and dreams, whether they consciously recognize it or not. In my mind, I imagine the ideal life, my dreams, my desires, and I try to listen to myself. But desires change who we are, and if we knew the true, raw knowledge of dreams in someone’s mind, I don’t believe we could understand it completely, nor do I think we could handle such psychological power.
I believe dreams are our fundamental drive to live, and if I could ever tell someone what my mind contains, the psychological ability to unearth such rooted information would strictly depend on if you come from my dreams. Such that, mah friend, I look for you endlessly, as you are my only bridge between soul and body. Yet, do not speak too quickly, as in my mind I see you as a passed dream, and you are no longer the one I trust and can expect to understand me. It pains me to see you go, but the individual you are is only a faded memory, and thus I move on, into tomorrow, dreaming once again, trying to find another you.
