Dreams

I feel mis-represented in my dreams. Lately they have been displaying me as this weak individual. I won't fight, I won't fuck, and i'm holding onto my past for dear life. In reality I'm passed that. But I feel dreams define my morning in a way. When I was younger dreams meant shit all to me. But nowadays they seem clearer and more lucid. Especially when napping. So I spend time to think over the dreams.

If you think about your dreams too much you're going to go crazy.

But then again there is always something to be learned.

Dreams are so perspective based though. Really how you read into them depends on your mood and place in life. It interesting that some dreams i throw away as meaningless and ridiculous. And others have a larger impact on me. My dreams are so personal though that i'd never share them on here. I think its more how they show me. They speak a different language than i do. They represent me differently. You know as i'm typing i kind of see this in a different way. My dreams show me as a different person. So a healthy way to examine my dreams would be to explore that different person. It's a different side to me. A new set of emotions. And if i'm truthful with myself. Those different emotions lay inside of me in reality. It's kind of a skewered perception of your thoughts. But I think it's healthy to explore new perceptions.

Which is obvious since I support the usage of psychedelics. Always in the right context, always in the right crowd. It's exploring the unknown. And from here I could rant and rant about the self ego and how culture contructs it. I'll let terrence mckenna give a little peek into where i'm going with this:

Hmm, something to think about. As if my brain isn't in hyper drive enough lately.

Cheers.