“I would rather have the dream than an object.”
Reading that sentence given, produced usual energy flows which made the heart give out in recognition a strong beat..
The Dream is so tangible so physical it is the only element which holds truth, certainty in my universe.
The beautiful objects of arts which fills the living space where the body resides these solid item lost their meaning by now, and even I know they were created to delight to enchant and transport one into different state out from the ordinary with their forms and these objects still hold their astatic forms and have the original postulates of their makers, they are just matters in survival and over time their energy flows have been eroded over by other currents and have become stagnant, unmoving and has been too as-ised by me long time back.. the appreciation is no longer …
Dreams do not have added components which are created out of Free Will: they contain no evaluation invalidation, they don’t even have the existence of the “I” as a separate being who created.
Dreams which are born out of Free Will hold no time or location unless the dream is about have time or placed in a location. Dreams are the true OT ability of the being since they are the created universe of the being, their true reality, havingness. [ but let’s not mix the true dream with the continual un-controlled whatever which is running a mock inside the so called head.]
But the dreams, each one is a jewel, they live animate, sentient, and because they are alive and active- dynamic they are my life… I soar, my dreams are my wings which takes me into where are no barriers, limitation …. My dreams in that separated state from the MEST I am free… totally free…
I like the game. The more anticipation and expectation about how good it will be once I have ARRIVED, the more disappointing it usually is. You really miss out if you are too wrapped up in the outcome to “waste some time” doing “nothing” – like standing outside just to feel and hear the rain and power of a thunderstorm or noticing the light of a little boy’s face when he sees his first rainbow.
If I could change one thing about my past parenting, this would be it. Sometimes I was so concerned about the object (get the diaper changed, learn the times tables, and frantically on and on and on) that I did not notice the beauty standing right in front of me. How much I missed! Today I am not gong to miss it. I love people! Has anyone seen the movie “We Bought a Zoo?” It reminds me of this post and was my favorite since WALL-E.
Geir Isene - uncut 
I am happy when I am playing a game and less happy when the game is over.
I thought it was all dream!
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It is. But part of it is dreaming a dream. 😉
Why dream about having an object if you would rather have the dream?
Beats me !!
Per
Yes. That is an inconsistency. Seems like non-confront underlying that opening statement.
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“I would rather have the dream than an object.”
Reading that sentence given, produced usual energy flows which made the heart give out in recognition a strong beat..
The Dream is so tangible so physical it is the only element which holds truth, certainty in my universe.
The beautiful objects of arts which fills the living space where the body resides these solid item lost their meaning by now, and even I know they were created to delight to enchant and transport one into different state out from the ordinary with their forms and these objects still hold their astatic forms and have the original postulates of their makers, they are just matters in survival and over time their energy flows have been eroded over by other currents and have become stagnant, unmoving and has been too as-ised by me long time back.. the appreciation is no longer …
Dreams do not have added components which are created out of Free Will: they contain no evaluation invalidation, they don’t even have the existence of the “I” as a separate being who created.
Dreams which are born out of Free Will hold no time or location unless the dream is about have time or placed in a location. Dreams are the true OT ability of the being since they are the created universe of the being, their true reality, havingness. [ but let’s not mix the true dream with the continual un-controlled whatever which is running a mock inside the so called head.]
But the dreams, each one is a jewel, they live animate, sentient, and because they are alive and active- dynamic they are my life… I soar, my dreams are my wings which takes me into where are no barriers, limitation …. My dreams in that separated state from the MEST I am free… totally free…
I would rather have enough vital objects to add up to a good dream but not too much of them as to start having a nightmare.
I like the game. The more anticipation and expectation about how good it will be once I have ARRIVED, the more disappointing it usually is. You really miss out if you are too wrapped up in the outcome to “waste some time” doing “nothing” – like standing outside just to feel and hear the rain and power of a thunderstorm or noticing the light of a little boy’s face when he sees his first rainbow.
If I could change one thing about my past parenting, this would be it. Sometimes I was so concerned about the object (get the diaper changed, learn the times tables, and frantically on and on and on) that I did not notice the beauty standing right in front of me. How much I missed! Today I am not gong to miss it. I love people! Has anyone seen the movie “We Bought a Zoo?” It reminds me of this post and was my favorite since WALL-E.