While my fantasies are mostly euphorically light-minded, my dreams are lacking logic in a very dark and unpleasant way. Who turned off the lights? Dreaming, I´m always deeply involved into something that is entirely out of my control. Things that cannot fly are suddenly indeed flying, and if I´m not running to I´m always running from something, no matter if it´s a physical or mental escape. I´m fighting against people, but they are made out of rubber – soft and avoiding – and I cannot hurt them. I get tired and wake up exhausted. What then?
As a teenager I used to write them down, my dreams. I don´t even remember why I stopped doing that, or when. Some of them were important to remember, but I don´t know why any more. The dreams I have these day are just passing by and disappearing as a train I just missed. And I miss a lot!
The nature of my dreams are breaking the rules I´m unable to break within my mind. When I´m dreaming I´m simply out of my mind. It´s some kind of science-fiction/fantasy that takes place within me, and I love every second of it! Why have I never been writing science-fiction or fantasy, since I love it so much?
The conclusion of todays post is simply that I have a great source of magic, fantasy and non-reality within myself, served on a tray of gold, but I still have to learn to use it, and how. Let´s dare to get out of our minds and into something that´ll make us lose our sense of reality!