I've always believed that something special happens when you fall asleep. You drift off into nothingness, like a balloon escaping the grasp of a little child, floating and wandering away while your eyes close, your heart beats slower and everything is that much more still, and clear. And then you dream. I was taught that dreams are figments of what you think about , say and feel in real life, but are dew covered mirrors if mirrors at all. I mean yeah they reflect the truth, but these notions are hazy, fragmented and gone in the morning.
I don't need to say what kinda dreams people have. When dreams occur we're automatically directed to this trove of hidden, suppressed emotions which are released and manifest themselves in our sleep. Dreams have expressed my joy, hope, desire, hurt, pain, remorse, fear in the weirdest but most plausible ways. Without getting into psychoanalysis and philosophy, I can safely admit that I feel my dreams and real life affect and interact with each other in ways I cannot explain. Wah lao, damn intellet.
I was told that God can tell you things through your dreams. And at this point of time in my life I'm yearning and longing for him to reveal his will for me. And if it doesn't smack me as a bellowing hurricane a dream would definitely suffice. But who am I to tell God what to do. Still it'd be nice to have some peace.
We all have dreams. When our bodies are at their most vulnerable we slip into this silk cocoon in the stars and we don't contemplate them any more. That's why dreams don't make sense - they don't have to. We don't find our dreams nonsensical because emotion does not require reason and which is why my heart feels it the most when I think about my dreams, if any thinking is done at all. Dream big, the idealist says. Live the dream, channel 5 says. But I'm afraid to. When my dreams fall my heart will shatter accordingly. And then what?
Sniff. Sweet dreams are made of these. And who am I to disagree?
Delivered at 10:24 PM;
KENNETH
Name:Slumber
Born:16th August
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Him.K.anglo-chinese.music for the passionate.marvel.gunners.
Orange.debate.
long bus rides armed with an eye and a pod.74.
philosophizing.dystopia.
coffee.Rove.Health.Famary.
Buddies.
writing.1984.
expression.Italian food.
journeys.teh-peng.
stream of consciousness.
witty play on words.musing.
accents.the heartrands.performing.
being a closet connossieur.
a point of view.vigorous
interaction with spherical objects.
irony&pathos.yum.
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