A Small Exploration into Dreams

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 10, 2017

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Do you dream?

 

I don't. Well, I’ve had plenty of lucid dreams. The ones where you can control everything, where you can make your own dream, shape it the way you want it to be. But I've never, not once that I can remember, had an honest to Gods dream, where the brain just takes the wheel and says, “Fuck it, let's go on a psychedelic exploration of your innermost thoughts in the middle of the night.” Which is a pity, since those, I think, are the most important. Because they reveal a lot about who we are.

 

This midnight dream often has links to real life. It's a common practice to interpret dreams, because they can provide a detailed view of what we truly feel (albeit through the murky window of subconsciousness). But these dreams can also give you an insight into a different form of dream - your aspirations.

 

A person’s life is built on dreams. Aspirations, goals, targets; whatever you decide to call them, and whatever they mean to you - whatever dreams you yourself have - they are the foundation of your entire existence. Without a dream, you would never change, because there would never be anything driving you to do so. And isn't that the whole point of this species? To change? To adapt, to grow, to become better than yourself?

 

The point of any and every activity you could possibly perform is to improve yourself in some aspect of your life. Why does one work? To earn money, to provide food and shelter for themselves and potentially others. To make their lives, and their families’ lives, better. Why does one smash a window to steal that £5000 watch on display, risking arrest and imprisonment? To make their and their families’ lives better. Why does one live, in essence? To become better. Because things can always be better. If they couldn't, we'd have nowhere to go, and the entire species would become one large existential crisis.

 

Dreams are what drives us to be human. In fact, I'd go so far as to say that they not only drive us, but define us. Without dreams, we would be nothing. Each one of us, in that sense, is simply the realisation of our dreams.

 

We, as a species, are nothing more than our collective dream brought to life.

 


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