Tuesday, July 29, 2008
In Dreams
fantasies are fulfilled. But lately I wonder if they are merely forced closures on the faded tales of the yesteryears.
I am with people I was never meant to be with. The "seems to be too good to be true" situations arouse a sense of guilty pleasure - without the guilt because, after all, a dream is only a dream, verdad?
The violations I make in the dream space are more sophisticated and more egregious than in a physical realm. It is the righting of a wrong I made in the past. I wake up feeling like a clean slate, laundering away the mental sins.
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My dreams are often like cheap suspense novels. Some pursuit and urgency sets the pace of the story. In a moment of trouble, we hide in the corner, disguised as a couple. Locking lips, just to deceive enemy eyes. The chance act becomes a reality, and there is an air of organic feelings being exchanged. It is not an excitement of lust; but emotions of "sorry" and "I understand" are conveyed in the contact. It is a slow release of suffering as one emerges from a deep end for a breath of air.
The awakening leaves me delirious in a limbo of imagination and reality. All I know is that there is a sense of peace in knowing that there was a happy ending. A closure in the parallel universe.
I would have normally brushed it aside as a silly dream. But 1 in 3 dreams lately are giving me incredible sensations of peace. I cannot help but wonder if my counterparts are feeling such euphoria - the energies colliding on the same plane in the parallel universe.
I am with people I was never meant to be with. The "seems to be too good to be true" situations arouse a sense of guilty pleasure - without the guilt because, after all, a dream is only a dream, verdad?
The violations I make in the dream space are more sophisticated and more egregious than in a physical realm. It is the righting of a wrong I made in the past. I wake up feeling like a clean slate, laundering away the mental sins.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
My dreams are often like cheap suspense novels. Some pursuit and urgency sets the pace of the story. In a moment of trouble, we hide in the corner, disguised as a couple. Locking lips, just to deceive enemy eyes. The chance act becomes a reality, and there is an air of organic feelings being exchanged. It is not an excitement of lust; but emotions of "sorry" and "I understand" are conveyed in the contact. It is a slow release of suffering as one emerges from a deep end for a breath of air.
The awakening leaves me delirious in a limbo of imagination and reality. All I know is that there is a sense of peace in knowing that there was a happy ending. A closure in the parallel universe.
I would have normally brushed it aside as a silly dream. But 1 in 3 dreams lately are giving me incredible sensations of peace. I cannot help but wonder if my counterparts are feeling such euphoria - the energies colliding on the same plane in the parallel universe.
// posted by sakit @ 9:09 PM 
