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Wedged between reason and insanity

Lies the great divide.

A place where life and death exist

Simultaneously and not at all.

Ensnared by the dust particles

Floating in the sunlit stagnation.

Sleeping in the day, waking in the night,

Having my unconsciousness raped

By a host of dime-store hooded dreams.

Silently, the darkness closes around me,

Letting myself fall into its cool arms, letting

Its symphony lull me again into

Dead sleep.

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February 11, 2011 at 9:28 pm

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They come on silvery wings

Dancing into our unconscious

And entertaining our sleeping souls.

Some may dwell on slaying dragons,

Some of power and wealth,

While some of solidarity trifle.

The goddess of the REM

Smiles on those who greet

Her and embrace her mantra

“To sleep perchance to dream”

……Of momentary death.

Written by uncannynerdyguy

April 5, 2010 at 9:36 am

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Existentialism and Dreams

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I know that the core reality of a dream is that it is our inner psyche trying to express ourself to keep us from going insane. Correct? However, lately, I have been having some of the weirdest most existential dreams that I’ve had in awhile.

1. My first dream happened a couple of weeks ago. In my dream, I became the nanny of two children who had a mother and a father that were very busy with work. So, I basically became a Mary Poppins like figure. I even had a bag similar to hers and a parrot head umbrella. There was much singing and dancing (which isn’t very odd for me…I like music so music enters my dreams rather frequently). As if this dream wasn’t weird enough, someone in the the dream said that I was just as good as Nanny McPhee, and I flipped…I don’t recall ever bitch slapping anyone in reality, but I wailed on the person in the dream. All I remembered was waking up and thinking “Huh?” and then returning to sleep.

2. My second dream gets a little more abstract. In it, my friend and I are walking down a poorly lit sidewalk just talking about life…doesn’t sound too odd at this point right? However, that is the core of the dream…everything else around us is just darkness, and we’re chatting not noticing that nothing exists outside of the light-bubble that we’re in…

3. My third dream is actually really random. In the dream, I am bitten by a cobra…and the people with me say that I must fight the poison and purge it from my system. At this point in the dream, it becomes rather psychedelic, bright colors, swirling lights…I kinda felt like I was in a lava lamp. But finally, I come out of the poisoning and am stronger for it….It was probably my most weird dream.

So, there you have it….those are my most odd dreams as of late…and I can’t make neither head nor tails of them. I guess I just have to take them as some unconscious thoughts trying to surface….let’s hope that one of these thoughts doesn’t want to get bitten by a cobra.

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February 15, 2010 at 10:09 am