What the fuck is life?
Is life a dream? Just like we wake up from a mid-summer-night’s dream, when we wake up from this so-called life, do we wake up into a more eternal, more real life? Is this life a dream within a bigger life? Is this joy and pain all surreal? Is this life just a mischief played by each of our masters’ subconscious when he is asleep? Ghosts chase me in my dreams. Is it worth running away from it gasping for breath? What if I don’t run away one day and face it? What if I beat the ghosts? What if I fight against anything that wakes me up from the dream? Will I then be dreaming for ever? Will I become immortal? And how would that be different from Ray Kurzweil’s Singularity?
If life is a dream, am I questioning my dreams from within a dream now? Am I lucid living (= dreaming)? Am I watching you all dream too? What if I deny dreaming from within a dream? What if I revolt? What if I wake up? What is the cost of that fear? What is the value of fighting with the snakes? What is the value of you swimming across the oceans or flying above the mountains? What is the value of that joy? What is the value of that struggle? What is the value of that suffering? What is the value of that superpower? What is the value of that name & fame & all the coins you collect in the dream? What is the value of maintaining your dignity and discipline in a dream - of not dancing naked in downtown or of not drinking and driving through civilization? What does winning a race mean? What does losing mean? Will that success or failure translate into anything of worth into that another life that is in a completely different axis?
There is no gravity, no physics, or no government in a dream - what you see and feel is just an illusion. What is the value of obeying the rules in a no-law land? Yet, why do we still follow the illusions of rules? Why don’t we break free? Why don’t we walk on the walls like spiders or fly to some other galaxy in time and space? Why do we dream the same thing even when we have complete freedom to dream anything we want?
Do people who die just wake up into that another life just to say “Oh Crap, that was a dream!” and never worry about this life anymore. Is life just as simple and as meaningless as that? Does it really matter if you have a good dream or a bad one?
Do you mastermind your dreams or live with its everyday drama? How do you best live a dream? How do you best live a life that is just a dream within a bigger life?