Part 5: The Inception
This is a story that I really should tell, or else many of the related stories may not make a lot of sense. After Recently watching the new movie "Inception," Starring Leonardo DiCaprio, among others. I realized that there is a major chunk of my life that may get overlooked in this series if I'm not careful. That major Chunk being the life of dreams, almost like living another life at the same time at times it can take its toll on a person.
You live your life every day, then you go to sleep at night and continue living in this alternative state of consciousness in a world of your own creation. I think the more creative a person's mind the more elaborate their subconscious universe becomes.
This movie takes this element of dream and puts into into such a vivid practice that it made me remember things that I have not thought about in many years, one thing especially, the dream within a dream...
That feeling you get when you wake from a dream and feel like you have just lived for another 10 years and it consumes you trying to remember all the details, imagine waking up inside your dream feeling that same way... or having a dream about waking up that same way...
The possibilities are endless and its as if time multiplies so exponentially that your age will no longer matter.... You feel as if you have lived for so long, yet in reality, you haven't aged but one night of sleep...
Experiences such as this can really mess with one's reality, and when you enter into the realm of hallucinogenic drug use and/or sedatives your reality becomes distorted, but it also affects the life of Dreams.... At times if may feel like the dreams have taken on a life of their own, who or what is in control as this time?
I know I keep going back to it, but I believe 1992, was a pivotal year in my existence. Somewhat of a coming of age, in a sense. My family took our last vacation together that summer... We spent a few weeks in North Carolina. Again, we drove down through Pennsylvania meeting people along the way. It was eventually a caravan of about four vehicles, three of which were really comfortable Vans, that had seating for quite a few, swivel captain's chairs in the back, etc.... like a living room in a van.
My dad had an 1989, Ford Taurus SHO, a hot rod/Muscle car built like a family sedan... it could outrun a Mustang easy because it was much more sturdy on the road, and it could keep up with most high end model sports cars.
We shared a beach house, right on the coast, with a group of about 16 people. I was still pretty young, but this was the first time that I can think of where I was left unsupervised for long periods of time, none of the parents were forced to cook meals, it was kind of an everybody fend for themselves type of vacation... a real vacation, enjoyable and relaxing. Again, I found myself hanging out with the older kids, especially at night time. Wandering the beach from bonfire to bonfire, not really knowing who I was with but being welcomed anyway...
We did all the touristy things too, a lot of them anyway. North Carolina has one of the biggest Dunes on the east coast, and we were Minutes away from Kitty Hawk, where the Wright Brother's first flew, or flew first? The older guys, meaning not me, got to go out and do some deep sea fishing, catching all kinds of Dolphin fish(not Dolphin mammal), and some other types that I don't recall the names of. Grilled saltwater fish, probably the only time I have had... it was really tasty... The trip lasted only a few weeks, but it might as well have been the entire summer, I just didn't want it to end....
I really don't think it did, it just took a life in a new venue... The idea that it planted within my subconscious stuck, and I created my own world.... and it grew beyond my control at times, but it was mine and was able to shape it, make my own choices, etc..
That sense, that idea, was a form of freedom that I felt that summer.... I didn't want to let it go...
This is a story that I really should tell, or else many of the related stories may not make a lot of sense. After Recently watching the new movie "Inception," Starring Leonardo DiCaprio, among others. I realized that there is a major chunk of my life that may get overlooked in this series if I'm not careful. That major Chunk being the life of dreams, almost like living another life at the same time at times it can take its toll on a person.
You live your life every day, then you go to sleep at night and continue living in this alternative state of consciousness in a world of your own creation. I think the more creative a person's mind the more elaborate their subconscious universe becomes.
This movie takes this element of dream and puts into into such a vivid practice that it made me remember things that I have not thought about in many years, one thing especially, the dream within a dream...
That feeling you get when you wake from a dream and feel like you have just lived for another 10 years and it consumes you trying to remember all the details, imagine waking up inside your dream feeling that same way... or having a dream about waking up that same way...
The possibilities are endless and its as if time multiplies so exponentially that your age will no longer matter.... You feel as if you have lived for so long, yet in reality, you haven't aged but one night of sleep...
Experiences such as this can really mess with one's reality, and when you enter into the realm of hallucinogenic drug use and/or sedatives your reality becomes distorted, but it also affects the life of Dreams.... At times if may feel like the dreams have taken on a life of their own, who or what is in control as this time?
I know I keep going back to it, but I believe 1992, was a pivotal year in my existence. Somewhat of a coming of age, in a sense. My family took our last vacation together that summer... We spent a few weeks in North Carolina. Again, we drove down through Pennsylvania meeting people along the way. It was eventually a caravan of about four vehicles, three of which were really comfortable Vans, that had seating for quite a few, swivel captain's chairs in the back, etc.... like a living room in a van.
My dad had an 1989, Ford Taurus SHO, a hot rod/Muscle car built like a family sedan... it could outrun a Mustang easy because it was much more sturdy on the road, and it could keep up with most high end model sports cars.
We shared a beach house, right on the coast, with a group of about 16 people. I was still pretty young, but this was the first time that I can think of where I was left unsupervised for long periods of time, none of the parents were forced to cook meals, it was kind of an everybody fend for themselves type of vacation... a real vacation, enjoyable and relaxing. Again, I found myself hanging out with the older kids, especially at night time. Wandering the beach from bonfire to bonfire, not really knowing who I was with but being welcomed anyway...
We did all the touristy things too, a lot of them anyway. North Carolina has one of the biggest Dunes on the east coast, and we were Minutes away from Kitty Hawk, where the Wright Brother's first flew, or flew first? The older guys, meaning not me, got to go out and do some deep sea fishing, catching all kinds of Dolphin fish(not Dolphin mammal), and some other types that I don't recall the names of. Grilled saltwater fish, probably the only time I have had... it was really tasty... The trip lasted only a few weeks, but it might as well have been the entire summer, I just didn't want it to end....
I really don't think it did, it just took a life in a new venue... The idea that it planted within my subconscious stuck, and I created my own world.... and it grew beyond my control at times, but it was mine and was able to shape it, make my own choices, etc..
That sense, that idea, was a form of freedom that I felt that summer.... I didn't want to let it go...
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