Dreams
Some times my pictures look like my dreams. Especially the black
and white pictures. I feel most of my dreams are in Monochrome but I am sure
when it is relevant to the dream I can dream in color. Dreams like my pictures
are stories. Stories of my subconscious, which can be good, bad or weird. They
might not be considered as real but I feel they are the reality of my subconscious.
They are driven from what I think, experienced and desired. They are free from
any conscious and intellectual evaluation. They are free from self-censorship
and taboos. Dreams are the freer version of my thought. My free thought without
any kind of inhibition. I dream without remorse or guilt.
Most cultures have a tradition of interpreting dreams as
most religions because dreams are considered as a way of telling the future or
receiving the message of God. For me, my dreams are my consciousness and they
are the reflection of who I am what I think. I don’t try to find the future (my
dreams are mostly nostalgic anyway and I am not superstitious) or message from
God. I like to dream because it gives me a spark of creativity and meaning in
life. Afterall Dreams are tools of creativity. A good dream for me is when I have
control of it like a film director directing a movie. That is a perfect dream because
I can dream my own story and I can dictate how it starts and ends with all
the juicy stuff in between. When it is a good story it is uplifting and gives
me one more reason to say Dreaming is Wonderful.
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