Have you ever seen that over-rated show "LOST". The protagonists' lives unfold in periodic pivotal episodes and all you are left with is more questions and more speculations.
Back to the real world or at least the dream state - it gets creepy when a dream recurs, right? It gets even creepier when with every 5th night; it slowly unfolds like an origami. Each fold-a new perspective, speculative, interpretative.
I am not sure if my fear is justified, not even sure my sub-conscious is playing tricks on me (most probably because it’s bored too). Whatever is the reason, I have come to a somewhat tentative conclusion - it’s all just pointless.
Life is unpredictable and trying to see my bleak future in not so many colours won't help me or anyone in any way. But, here comes the usual exception - what if your dreams/nightmares actually help you understand how you feel at the moment and perhaps of feelings and events long forgotten. I know a lot of people who have taken 5 descriptive sentences of a dream and make them seem so relatable. I have done so, many a times. It grips you especially when you start believing it is The Truth. So does this necessarily mean I should carry a dream dictionary around with me? I hope not – I don’t need anymore reason or ammunition to start (and twist) fucked up conversations.
I do recall the first time a stranger told me of his dream and it left the both of us confused – because he took as it was and I searched for a deeper meaning, in hopes to resolve any conflict. But the conflict was without not within. There are many who search for a “better” understanding of life and are many a time disappointed. “Nothing is at it seems” is their motto and in many instances it applies but when it doesn’t and we are heartbroken to find out that our assumption was mislaid, you feel ashamed. Ashamed to know that you still haven’t got the hang of this “sixth sense” concept even after practicing on unsuspecting family and friends. Maybe that’s when the dream/nightmare helps. When you can't resolve it with your eyes open, peering at every detail, watching out for the suspicious and the odd one.
Back to the real world or at least the dream state - it gets creepy when a dream recurs, right? It gets even creepier when with every 5th night; it slowly unfolds like an origami. Each fold-a new perspective, speculative, interpretative.
I am not sure if my fear is justified, not even sure my sub-conscious is playing tricks on me (most probably because it’s bored too). Whatever is the reason, I have come to a somewhat tentative conclusion - it’s all just pointless.
Life is unpredictable and trying to see my bleak future in not so many colours won't help me or anyone in any way. But, here comes the usual exception - what if your dreams/nightmares actually help you understand how you feel at the moment and perhaps of feelings and events long forgotten. I know a lot of people who have taken 5 descriptive sentences of a dream and make them seem so relatable. I have done so, many a times. It grips you especially when you start believing it is The Truth. So does this necessarily mean I should carry a dream dictionary around with me? I hope not – I don’t need anymore reason or ammunition to start (and twist) fucked up conversations.
I do recall the first time a stranger told me of his dream and it left the both of us confused – because he took as it was and I searched for a deeper meaning, in hopes to resolve any conflict. But the conflict was without not within. There are many who search for a “better” understanding of life and are many a time disappointed. “Nothing is at it seems” is their motto and in many instances it applies but when it doesn’t and we are heartbroken to find out that our assumption was mislaid, you feel ashamed. Ashamed to know that you still haven’t got the hang of this “sixth sense” concept even after practicing on unsuspecting family and friends. Maybe that’s when the dream/nightmare helps. When you can't resolve it with your eyes open, peering at every detail, watching out for the suspicious and the odd one.
It must help, I most surely hope it does to mask your eyes under the blanket of night and let it all just dissipate in a land of no colour and absurdity. Kafka would be proud....
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