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Dreams as being an eclectic product of selective memories

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Mezcal
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hmmm…reading the post by Boris about dreams as being an eclectic product of selective memories, I remembered a couple of dreams I had a while ago. I will write them on separate occasions so as not to bore anyone with a too lengthy post.

here we go:

I was in my home town, walking on the street just outside my house towards the city centre. After a short distance I noticed a tree on the right side of the street. This tree was medium in height and emanated a white luminescence. Also, there where disproportionately big flowers on this tree which looked a bit like lotus flowers. I stopped to admire this beautiful plant, when all of a sudden the tree dissolved in a myriad of white glowing dots, as taken away by the wind. They floated in a very harmonious way for some time until some of them grew in size, became clusters of white glowing dots and eventually materialized in a small flock of white glowing birds, doves to be precise. They followed me as I walked on down the street and finally sat down on a wall to watch me pass.

I awoke from the dream with a deep sense of gratitude for the beauty I was able to witness.

I’m sure what Boris says about dreams being a product of selective memories has its truth. The street I was walking on was taken from my memories. But what about the tree and the doves? And why, if dreams are just a random mixture of memories, do some of them have a special effect on us, sometimes even seem to have a special message for us, and in rare cases strike us to have a very deep meaning, that we can ignore, acknowledge or act upon.

It’s not my intention to take anyone on a metaphysical mind-boggling trip, but maybe, just maybe, our dreams are the golden tread that connects us with something deeper in us. Something that wants to talk to us AND uses our memories to translate complex meanings into digestible bits.

What do you think?

Mezcal 

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So what I think…

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boris kislitsin
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I was chatting with Silvia today, and she told me what putting memories in eternity is very intimidating.
It is indeed, we need to extract them as we take out meet from a crab: first, dismember the corpse and then suck in.

crabman

Memories tend do hide. They like to stay in the shadows. They like privacy.

I love Internet. It makes privacy Universal.

I feel excited, looking at the blank field of my new post.

It reminds me Genesis. My fingers over 28 letters of familiar alphabet are the one of a creator. If I perform a little magic and put them together, the lines of symbols on the screen will transform into something else. It has a message in it. It is like a DNA string:

No death

How we encode our life is entirely our responsibility.

A rich life you can’t put in a few words. There are just to many things to say. So what I think is: important is not where to start, but to start writing. There is no such thing as importance, actually. All the memories and dreams are equally important.

Boris,

Far too deep! Even I couldn’t write this much philosophy in English, even if I were a missionary with an agenda.

But I did forward this to a friend.

Regards,

Kai———- Forwarded message ———-
So I decided write simply about what I feel like writing now, not have to.

I remember I’ve read once a book. It didn’t have the end and the first 50 pages were missing. So I could learn only about the middle of the story. I could just guess it’s beginning and possible end. I still don’t know the title and the name of author.

My life is such a book.

I actually remember myself like this:

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Memorycemetery is also such a story, but with many storytellers. Let’s just type in whatever we like in this space, like in a game where you write something, fold the paper and pass it on around friends to make a tale.

Boris Kislitsin

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my first memory post

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khunmaurice
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Today, I remembered meeting Boris in the computer lap and he was very excited. I remember him calling me earlier today about the fact that this website memorycemetery.com is now online. A memory that stays 4ever. (on this site) But where is yor first post, lazy man :)

khunmaurice

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