I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Friday, August 6, 2010
What's real?
What's real and what's not. Where does the dream end and reality begin. Is the dream your reality or your reality a dream. Is the touch, the taste, the feel in your sleep, as real as the words that you speak. Is what goes on in my world when I'm not awake real, or is it fake. If I dream of something that angers me, is it real because when I awake, the anger does not dissipate. When I touch her, kiss her, hold her near - is it fake because she is not here. If my dream feels real when I'm wide awake, who is to say that my reality isn't fake. Do I dream when I seem wide awake?
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