Fell Into A Hole

In Search of Dreams 08 – Distant Tales

Dreams… memories… realities… When you open the door to those mysteries, they all sing together, like a distant tale glowing inside your spirit. Everyone has it, the key to becoming indigenous to this world.

I recently started putting up a story about creating a bunch of characters and throwing them into my dreams, letting them venture out and search for the meaning of it all.

Followed by two dreams in which I’m once again in the same scene, standing in front of the waves, shifting with the tides. When that day happens, the day the ocean takes its world back, how are we gonna learn again to be part of it, to play with the rhythm, to follow the totem?

I often think about how the modern world exists so precariously, yet remains so deeply rooted in our survival mechanisms. The more we get stuck chasing progress and intelligence, the harder we struggle to get out of the mud. Everything seems so impossible to break through. Daily expenses, work, groceries, food, entertainment, money — one by one, they roll up like links in a chain, disguised as things we simply cannot live without.

There seems to be no other way. Only when a reset kicks in — disasters, catastrophic events, an apocalypse — can everything start over again.

It actually sounds incredible, especially what I felt in my dream. All those events actually look incredibly beautiful, and the power of being powerless in front of the order of the world made me felt that life is meaningful.

Truth is brutal, horrifying, and necessary. Death is inevitable, so as being alive. Time is never here to confine us; it is here to free us. When we are able to connect to different timelines, it just flies. When there’s no difference between our physical world and our imaginative world, the world works like a spaceship.

I guess what I’m trying to say is: be obsessed and crazy about your inner world, because it’s such an amazing place to explore. It will take you to faraway places, and even physically, somewhere that once existed only in your dreams might walk out through that very door you released it from.

Mutation. We need sudden changes, disasters, challenges, to push the boundaries, to expand our abilities beyond what we thought possible.

Try detouring, try exploring different paths, try connecting unrelated dots, try impossible ideas. Try to feel your frustration more deeply than before, try to sing harder than last time. Write down everything, every little boring detail of mundane life. The trash you saw on the street might all of a sudden connect to some random thought about how much something sucked, giving you a new idea of how to fix it.

Try walking down the street and feeling like everything surrounding you is just an imaginary flying object, and that everything carries a certain meaning meant only for you. Everything appearing before your eyes is here to tell you a story, to inspire you, to destroy your ego, to blur your senses, to release you from limitation.

It’s just possible. It’s possible. That’s the passcode, that’s the key. That’s why I obsessively trace every clue I can find, link them together, experiment them.

Talk to the possibilities, speak with imaginative gods, talked to the eagle flying through the sky, who knows, it might response to you, it will.

The modern world is just a dressed-up party. Everything still belongs to its source, its god, its mystery, and it all connects to us.

I became more aware and clearer inside of my sequences of dreams. I can remember how I was here, how water shows signs before it crashes through the land, which direction I should run in. The scene has more detail every time I dream it. Memories in my dreams are so vivid. It feels like I now have an extended arm inside of my dream. I can now explore the scene with awareness. It’s possible, it’s possible.

This is an endless journey of discovery. One destination leads to another dot, and dots link to another path. Possibilities bloom, all over the rainbow sky. Step inside the distant tale. Let’s sing a song, it’s possible, it’s possible.