Friday, January 28, 2011

Life is but a dream...

I've been having weird dreams lately.   The weird part is how normal they seem to be.  My dreams have been so based in my regular reality that they feel more like memories.  It's driving me nuts.   For instance, one recent dream entailed listening to a friend tell me about a new job that he just got.   It took me several DAYS to realize that that conversation had actually been a dream and that he did not in fact have a new job and was, as far as I could tell, still quite happy with his current one. 

It's very startling - realizing how alike memories of life and memories of dreams can be.  In fact, I wonder what made me even realize that this particular episode WAS a dream.  I feel now that I KNOW it was a dream but am uncertain what triggered the knowing (it wasn't, for instance, because I'd seen or spoken with that friend again recently).

Now, I wonder if it's ever happened that I dreamt something that is but which really is NOT.  Perhaps there are "facts" in my head that are not actually real but only feel that way because I dreamt them - and the only reason I haven't figured this out is because they're so innocuous as to not matter much.  Oooh ooh! ooh! ...or what if MOST of the ideas/facts/thoughts I have in my head are simply based in dreams?   (that would explain a LOT.  hehehe) 

Is life but a dream?  How do we KNOW it is not?   I realize that this is not a new idea.  But perhaps that is only because we dreamt it.    :o)