September 13, 2004
Short, boring dream entry
Last night I dreamt that I was a paranoid schizophrenic and I kept hearing voices and seeing things out of the corner of my eye. When I woke up, I spent a long time pondering how much bigger my room would look if I replaced my bed with a sofa, which I slept on.
I'm not sure what it means, but it stirred an interesting conversation with Jon about the meaning of dreams. It's funny how we need to put order into the unordered. A dream could be nothing more than a kaleidescope of the previous day's impressions, and yet they must mean something more. It reminds me of that article about how people think their iPods are smarter than they really are (via kwc.org).
And yet, I think there's something to be said about my opening paragraph. Of all those random images that were speeding through my sleeping brain, I clung to that one image/idea of me being a schizophrenic. Surely there's something to be said for that.
glynn at September 14, 2004 01:00 AM
Once this week, I was wandering through my neighborhood to hunt wolves. Oddly, I was inappropriately armed and had to run home to retrieve adequate weaponry when i found birdshot to have no effect.
I find the chance to know what my mind thinks and creates when I have no (or almost no) conscious control powerfully compelling, and not really so odd. Who to choose but yourself to know the deepest, occluded workings? Of course I covet the knowledge of uncountable others' minds, but when you consider the amazing, unknown worlds in our own...
I always found most fascinating Lovecraft's dreamworld creations, in part because they gave me a sense that there is so much to be explored in one's self.
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