– the struggle to get a grip on dreams and ideas –
A dream is a delicate, fickle thing. Only those who understand that it is alive, will be able to touch it, to sense its presence.
As a living thing, it desires to remain where it is. Opposed to changes, there is not much of a choice, but to follow the laws of entropy. It wants to stay undisturbed, in the dark, the warm and secure place… It struggles erratically when unearthed, winds itself from your grip – my grip, at least.
There are other ripe dreams and ideas with brilliant, vibrant colors, glowing from below the surface of the subconscious waters. Acting as perfect homing beacons for motivation and desire…
But this all feels like catching smoke with bare hands.
So? What is the nature of a dream?
For one, it is a mirror image to its creator, not only mirroring but comforting its creator.
A dream always has a purpose, a mission. It serves its creator, the best it can.
Broken off of intentions and phantasies, it is a shard mimicking its creator. Besides that, it is a fractal of imperfection and inaccuracy, distorting the emptiness within the unknown regions of a human mind. It bears the innate inertia of its origin, the legacy of a chemicals soaked addicted brain. It is summoned into view, by a tireless, impatient heart, fueled by some kind of desperate hope.
It becomes a clouded copy, because the creator is bound to love it, to believe in it… To nurture it…
This fractal is imposed upon the usual paths the conscious thinking moves (also upon the strings, hooks, shortcuts and backdoors within), it creates regions of power – traps, basically. Regions of desire and fear, regions of gravity. Loops. Regions of enlightenment, if exposed and recognized. Their pull is barely recognizable, but it bends the ways of ideas. A region revisited in a short time, easily becomes a habit. And with short time I mean the matter of 3 to 6 weeks.
A habit… This is when the consciousness loses the game. This resilient, contagious structure becomes a habitual thinking pattern. The dangerous bit: its invisibility and its invasiveness.
This marks a blind spot… An untrained conscious is quick with swallowing blind spots. It doesn’t even hesitate with denial about the sole fact of incorporating it…
So what can one do? Stay focused? Wait for an accidental find? Hunt for it? How do you hunt for something invisible?