As I was sitting at lunch yesterday, I had the strong urge to peel back the loosest layer of reality in front of me. We were rapt in conversation about the vast magnitude of all we can't begin to understand, and I just wanted to scratch my way out of the strict vision that binds me.
Over a month ago I had a lucid dream in which at the moment I thought I was dreaming, I slapped myself in the face. Immediately, I woke up. That's what I want to do in my waking life. I want to realize its nature and slap myself out of it...not because life is miserable, but because it's sublime and elusive. I'm like a greedy child with a mouth full of chocolate, reaching for cake.
What I love about reading your entries is that you put into words what I feel, but can't explain. AND you do it all without sounding absolutely bonkers.
"I don't make sense with words
When they mean important things"
Pshaw! I beg to differ. :]
Posted by: Chelly | on May 15, 2007 12:47 PM