The other night, I had this...EPIC ...view changing dream.
I don't know where the hell I was, but it was some marketplace type thing...and there was a huge ..parade, when I followed the parade I learned that it was a CULT of many many people who were all going to see the leader, which was a guy behind a curtain who just stared at a painting on the wall..
This landscape type painting.. had special significance to them or something and this cult leader would just stare at it,
ANYWAY in the midst of all this, I found this cute little girl, who had kind of been trampled on and left behind in this massive cult crowd..she was in bad shape, dirty, beaten and she had kind of one eye that was out of symmetry with her other one... abandoned completely..... and hungry,
I was hungry too I realized..we were both starving and not part of this cult, now this whole world was a closed system.. kind of in the confines of a huge marketplace and so I took her with me and found us some food to eat, like in the garbage, etc ...eventually the cult turned kind of passively-hostile towards us so I found a place to hide and we hid there and ate..
After that I'm not sure what happened.. we escaped this place and found ourselves outside in a horribly dark landscape like a green pasture at night and it was raining fiercely and very dark...but we were happy. we were warm, after that the funniest thing happened my dream turned into like a movie montage segment, and I was seeing postcards of all these places me and the girl went to, like vacations, sunny places, we were smiling in each picture, they were beautiful and funny..it gave the impression of spanning many years,
and then the last thing I remember is the feeling of hugging her in my arms.. there was such love there, (not like lovers or anything but like a father and daughter)
I NEVER NEVER wanted to let go. ...a feeling I had never known until now..
And then the most horrible thing happened, I woke up.
I lost her.
I never thought I'd know what that was like.....such a real dream...
And so now I see things differently.. when I was at the bar with my friends later that day..they were trying to hook me up with a few girls that were really...slutty.. but I just couldn't my friends were confused as hell when i said no..
what if that was her, you know...
anyway my point is, when I think about it ..I really suffered this nontangible loss.., something I had, that I lost...in a dream....
attachment to a dream.. It might sound silly but it's making me so sad..
I can't help but think, that in this life that's what we have...attachments to dreams, and when you wake up that's the end of that dream..what can I keep from this dream? nothing physical, there was nothing physical there to begin with...I can keep the memory? even that is faded like crazy in the past few days, I can't remember most of the details....I will always remember that hug though.. (until I die and my brain cells no longer store that data)
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Perhaps the little girl is the Awakened Self
The trampled, abandoned Self with one odd eye...
that we leave behind when we live in the world
we call "reality".
You embrace her....feed her....nurture her....
That is the moment when all you know moves into perfection.
That is the moment when you are truly Awake.
Then you awaken from the sleep time and dive back into the illusion.
I believe my best work has been in the Dream Time.
Just an idea.
VL
What can you keep from this dream
(that most people call "Real Life")?
Can you prove there's REALLY anything Here that exists?
Physicists can't even Prove the existence of anything.
The best they can do is to say that this reality and all it's trappings
(you and me, the moon, the earth, sand, seas, fudge, potato chips and all the rest....)
has a "tendency to exist".
Can you name anything that is truly permanent?
Can you name anything that you truly own?
I'm just messing with you.....not having anything else to do this quiet evening.....
VL
Why did I say that?
Off to forage.
VL