In the world of the
mind
The stuff dreams are
made of, realities of mental experiences that if remembered might be reliving
things that are exposed from the recesses of memory or dictated by external
influences in the state of slumber during rapid eye movement sleep.
I probably do not
sleep for long, but I generally have a quite restful sleep, I would rarely have a
stretch of sleeping that lasts up to 4 hours. Brian, whose sense of time is at
best suspect would say I barely sleep for an hour. If he wore a watch, I might
just believe him.
What I must however
avoid is ingesting any food close to when I take my pills at night-time, because
there is some interaction between the medication and whatever little fat is in
my food that creates hallucinatory effects and vivid dreams.
In dreamy
consciousness
The kinds of dreams
that has me caught in dreams within dreams, my flicking a light switch and the
lights not coming on, and that is how my subconscious realises I am in a dream.
Why I gravitate towards a light switch in many of my dreams, I can’t explain.
In these vivid, lively,
and vigorous dreams are my engagements in battles of will and power, where, from within
the deep sleep I voice out challenges and commands to defeat threats and fears.
I don’t think I have suffered somnambulism, but I have exhibited motor skills
whilst in deep sleep wielding weapons or exercised in martial artistry.
Multidimensional simultaneous
realities do exist, usually as individually conscious experiences rather than
shared ones. Some, I have shared as part of my Dreamscape blogs. [Instagram]
Answers to thorny
situations in sleep
The multidimensional
part of these experiences merges time and space, into a naturally inconceivable present.
How people long departed and strangers I have never met before along with those
I very well know meet up in a contemporaneous situation dealing with simplistic
or complicated situation from which I might end up wiser or stupefied.
The imagination can
take you places, just as daydreaming can, the wonder of sleep is still in the
process of being better understood. One thing I find it does for me is it settles
my mind is in turmoil, unable to make sense of the living reality I cannot
control.
Having learnt through
experience that worry solves nothing, I find the refuge of sleep a good place
to find the wisdom of the ages to see beyond the clouds that obfuscate the
brilliance of the sun or to shorten the night to bring on the dawn of a
possible new beginning.
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