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Oct. 11th, 2008 @ 11:14 pm My Survival Instinct
Current Mood: contemplative
I believe our dreams can be an interior mirror on hopes, fears, and egoic motivations. The dreams I had this morning reveal to me that my internal survival instinct is stronger than the death-wishing depressive side of me would seem indicate.

In my dream a friend laden party became a chaos twisted trap. The spins to reality were equal to any horror movie involving demons popping in and out, scenery switching in and out of real and nightmare realities, and dimensional spaces having little correspondence to normal laws of nature.

The horrors did not stop us from attempting to pack our cars and find a way out. We were finally seemingly cornered in the deep basement of a building adjacent to the car parking lot. A door opened up in the wall, revealing a sunny outdoor space. We were terribly suspicious. Finally I and a few others stepped out after a few more transformations and twists of realities in the small room. Everything was quiet as we walked to the cars. The scope of the situation became apparent as the sunlight began to reduce. Night was approaching, and with the darkness would come the monsters and demons. I ran through the parking lot and could not find my car. Dusk fell, and the creatures did indeed appear. Once again everyone began to scramble for survival.

I see that I am a survivor when I look back at the dream. There were many opportunities to lay down be consumed by the evil/chaos. I did not lay down and die. Instead I ran, dodged, fought and generally changed the rules of the dream to stay alive. This is typical in my "dreams that should be a nightmare but aren't". This awareness encourages me. In waking life I can become consumed from dark thoughts, but rarely is this reflected in my dreams. In my dreams I rise above the darkness that can surround me. The drive to survive shines over the desire to submit. With this thought, a search for dream quotes revealed the following gem:

Dwell as near as possible to the channel in which your life flows.
Thoreau, Henry David

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From:[info]chimerae
Date: October 13th, 2008 11:57 am (UTC)
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I think dreams are memos from the underaccessed portions of our mind. USUALLY this means our right brain is messaging our left brain, but in the case of some of us, it's more fun and the repressed parts of our LEFT brain get into a dialogue with our body and our right brain.

Awake art, both in making and appreciation is another version. Your cat-toast avatar never fails to make me smile. I sometimes dream in numbers and REALLY wake up with WTF????

In my case, I know my left brain very correctly assesses threats that I have been conditioned to "not see" so frequently my dreams are about my RIGHT brain doing a review of rejected but collect threat data and reassuring my freaked out rational self. (Yeah, it's cool, dudes. Not to worry, we have a plan and are prepared to route around. Thanks for the "head's up" though!) MOST people have shadow terrors; I have shadow self-assurance.

You and I are VERY different in most ways but I find our internal shadow dialogues to be similar or perhaps parallel.
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From:[info]greensh
Date: October 13th, 2008 12:19 pm (UTC)
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MOST people have shadow terrors; I have shadow self-assurance.

I like the way you put that.

For me, the cat icon represents a highly rational explanation (diagrammed!) for an very improbable condition. The two are not exclusive, but the connection is tentative enough to require the full belief of the participants.

I made the icon from a graphic on the Wikipedia page explaining the the second law of quantum psychics: "a cat with a slice of buttered toast strapped to its back (where the buttered side is up), if dropped, will produce anti-gravity."