The Dream

FIRST CONSCIOUSNESS WAS A DREAM

Animal´s first awareness of itself beyond itself. The world of then unseen souls.

The dream talks to us like life does. We might not recognize it though. Jung said we dream all the time, but during waking hours the dream is so faint and brittle it drowns the awake impressions. The dream merges with our wake experiences all day, affects our daily deeds and guides us without knowing. It colors our perceptions like the psychological fenomena priming; preconcieved conceptions, unknown opinions that alter our interpretation of what we experience. The dream guides us on the basis of what we already know deep down, extrapolates dangers and possible benefits and pleasures. The dream is a guide and an also a frivolous play with personal life and the totality of everything. As we don’t understand the nuances we see it as poetry as in mystery and desteny. The dream don’t think the way us conscious do. It has no bounderies. It has a reservoire rooted in human history, of our inherited behavor, also the world of our own lived experience but forgotten or surpressed, too vast to fathom in your petty strife of life. The unconscious don’t bother you, you have your life to live, but pokes on you at nighttime in time for reflexion and summery.

(But if you don’t have time you say, reflexion builds up… continue)

The dream has full access to symbols, myths, narratives and all our memory, history way forgotten, including collective inherited memory from eons of time as archetypes based in instinct. Narrates our interpretation of time and complex logistics, ways of describing what happened to us. Narrative, symbols, myths, concepts, deductions. That’s how we make sense of the world. The dream though don’t give a shit about your political correctness. The dream trancends all of you and far beyond.

We think and dream different challenging scenarios. Noticeable if you are in uncertain situations, depression, conflict, all alike. We be thrown between different possibilities, this really unpleasant. A psychosis described as your subconscious, your unknown, in conflict with your ego’s presumed ingrained stubborn view of itself and what you think happens to you in your world.

Dreams are in some ways lit by the moon.

To be continued..