Dreams & Nightmares 💭

 Dreams & Nightmares!


    At what point do your dreams begin to evolve into nightmares? At what point do you finally throw in the towel, and say that this is too much to bear?


    It’s been years since I’ve seen her face, yet she visits me every single night in my dreams. Every single night, where I finally get to be with her. The only single point in time, where her & I are together and happy again.


    I know, I know- quit the sob story. Grow up and get over it. Well I did. Or at least, I thought I did. I thought I had finally packed my baggage and moved on. I thought I had finally found peace, and was wiling to look forward to something else instead. Yet every single time that I convince myself the truth- she comes right back again. She creeps into my subconscious, haunting me in the void. 


    So I once again ask- at what point do dreams become nightmares? At what point, does one sit down and accept that he is being haunted by a ghost which wishes nothing more than to torment him? That the individual at question is nothing more than harmful, rather than holy?


    It’s a tough pill to swallow, I’ll admit. I still don’t know if I even fully accept it. Yet after all these years, and all this time, something tells me that the dreams aren’t here to be friendly. That there is something more going on, behind the scenes. That the hidden message behind them is driving home something I just can’t seem to point out. No matter how many times I rewatch the same episode, playing in my head over and over again- I still can’t seem to find the meaning behind it.

    

    Dreams are a powerful thing. They are what drives us. They are what wakes us up in the morning, as we attempt to pull reality in the direction of our subconsciousness. We dream because our soul already knows what we want- then we wake up and pull ourselves closer to our dreams. It is a never-ending game of cat & mouse. Yin & Yang. Black & White. The constant journey of attempting to create reality from our own sacred space.


    Sometimes I wonder if regular people dream. If they wake up after sleep, and remember all the things which they are chasing. If they even have a consciousness to begin with. Do they too, see things in the void, which call their names? Do they wake up in the middle of the night, filled with emotion from the images being projected in their sleep? Or do they simply live here, in the 3D, completely cut off from the other side? Sometimes I truly wonder if half the people around me have any consciousness, any dreams, at all.


    In today’s world, we are taught to shut out thoughts and simply move. To block out dreams and to simply focus on what is in front of us. To constantly chase and consume, here in the “real world”. After years and years of doing so, the human mind slowly hardens. It slowly dries up, forming nothing more than a machine-like task. It creates a narrow-minded view where one can no longer look into the void with wonder. One where they can no longer look into the void, at all.


    Octopus dream. What is that? What is it that an Octopus can see, when he is fast asleep? Do they see other scenes or scenarios of their life underwater? Or do they have access to the same mainframe of ideas that we humans share? Are they more than simply some eight-legged creature, with brains to solve complex puzzles? Or are they simply nothing more than a main-course at a five-star restaurant? Regardless- they dream like you and me.


    If anything can dream, does that mean we are all connected? Does every single form of life, have some sort of access to a higher power? A higher state of consciousness? And if so- does that mean we are all the same? Truthfully, I do not know the answer. I sometimes think that it’s better not to waste my time on such trivial things. Mental gymnastics can leave a man doing backflips, simply trying to understand a thing he is not meant to understand.


    Lil Wayne has nightmares from the bottom. I guess that means he’s human, after all. So much for being a Martian, eh? While he’s busy being tormented by them- I’m busy being tormented by you. Every single night, over and over again. It’s always the same. It’s always you. The worst part? Somewhere in those moments, where I’m caught up in the void holding you in my arms- I find happiness. Somewhere in those moments, I truly know what it’s like to feel love.



Dreams & Nightmares. Two words. Two meanings. The same damn thing.



        Glory Be,


                    Amen.

Location: Los Angeles, CA, USA

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Ethno-State 🇨🇳

Landing in China, something struck me. Within 2 minutes of being here, in a foreign country, my eyes picked up on something that seemed so strange. And yet, when said out loud, it seems like such an obvious statement.      Everybody is Chinese.        The entire country, constructed out of the same people. An entire nation, build around those who have been here for centuries. A people, which have called this land their home since before the Qing Dynasty united the country for the first time.      And yet, I couldn’t help but wonder- Why are my own people not allowed to do the same? Why is it, that my ancestors, are forced to mix and mingle? Why is it that my homeland, my home country, is forced to accept millions upon millions of foreigners, who do not care nor share my values?        The more time I spent thinking about this question, the angrier I became. Having spent my whole life, being fed a lie from those in p...
Read more

What If ...? 🌎

  What If …?      We have reached yet another turning point in World History and Geopolitical relations. Everyday, we seem to be veering towards a guaranteed conflict. The question has no longer become a matter of if, but simply- when?      To build a new world, one must first tear the old one down. This is a theory which has been executed countless times, throughout history. When first observing the Napoleonic Wars, in the 1800’s, we quickly see a determined man venture across Europe and conquer the Motherland. This incredible act of determination and will essentially dismantles the European continent, and reshapes its borders, laws, regulations and powers. The entire continent shifts, and from the ashes of the rise and fall of the French Caesar, a new world is born.      The same can be seen from World War I & II. The reality is, that both these major conflicts were in effect a continuation of one another. With the forces of Austri...
Read more

Molotov-Ribbentrop 2.0 🤝

Is this what it felt like, when Nazi Germany marched into Poland and split the country in half, in agreement with the USSR?      Was the pre-determined agreement, between both the National Socialist and Bolshevik parties, a similar celebration of conquest as that which we have witnessed in the past 48 hours? Two different scenarios, two different governments- and yet, I cannot help but wonder if these victories are more similar than they appear.      The American conquest of Venezuela is something which feels eerily similar to the conquests of the past. When Nazi Germany and the USSR agreed upon taking a foreign country and occupying their land, did the people of both nations cheer as their forces moved forward? Were the German and Soviet citizens excited at their new conquest? Were they celebrating their great victory, as the country of Poland fell with little to no resistance?        Regardless of the different scenarios, and more impo...
Read more