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dreams [Dec. 18th, 2010|11:40 am]
david gerberding
I'm smarter in my dreams. I swear.

I have this theory that may touch on actual theories our there, I don't know. But somehow, we are all one. All of us, we are all connected in some way. Consciousness? Ultimate consciousness? Somehow, I'm part of you and you're part of me. We are all living through eachother.

And reincarnation may be real. If I am part of you now, who the fuck knows if after I die I come back reincarnated as you? Time isn't a line. It's an ocean with it's own currents, tides, waves, monsoons. Time is an illusion to make us content with labor. I am now. I am here. I am there. I was there. Plato and Elvis aren't dead; They are alive drinking martinis in the Bahamas.

I think dreams bring us into this realm, onto that level of consciousness... Where you may tap into other people's memories, other people's imaginations, knowledge... That kind of deal. Dreaming unhinges you from being you. Now there's all these characters still living, even after death, alive and well while you're asleep. If I can do math problems in my dreams but not awake, what does that say? That somehow... Somewhere.... There IS something else.

Dreams link us to this. Our consciousness takes us away from it.

I can see the world through your eyes. As you can mine. Just fall asleep.