My girlfriend has a peculiar memory when it comes to dreams. Everyday she just tells them in great detail. I think they are as real experiences to her as real events. Well I'm not that kind of person, to say the least, and I'm getting worse at it day by day.
But before we start, I must say, that it isn't a depression-note kind of thing.
Today I woke up, tired, tense and puzzled but there was absolutely no way for me to figure out what I saw in my dreams. The first thing that came to me was this thought: Oh gosh, it could've marked my day, it's good that I don't remember a bit of it. Strangely, though, it did mark my day. It had affected me as if I was just living it all day through.
I think this little thing about me helps us understand: understand me and understand ourselves. We are a new breed, one that has facebook, smart phones and incredible knowledge about the universe. But there's one thing we don't have: an identity. We just start out with a feeling that we cannot understand, nor describe but it's still there, defining our choices. We've successfully peeled back the layers of superstition and natural norms, thus we've enabled ourselves to create a world that reflects our dreams and desires without safe-guards. Unfortunately we've been so efficient in destroying the chains that held our kind back, that we've undone ourselves.
Is the status quo really so profoundly bad? No, absolutely not. But it's still true that we've depleted ourselves, we've negated the essence which made us us. We've forgotten dreams, yet, they are the only things that have effect on us. Who are we? And who am I? No ones. Our struggle to show our worth has concluded in a very thorough worthlessness in our nature.
However, there's still hope. There still is a beacon of light, a guarantee for us, that our breed can become something. We've just got to remember our long-forgotten dream-selves and that's what we have to fight for in order to break the line of facelessness. It's going to be a war. And we've the chance to become the heroes. Let us delay no more, let's beat on, let's alter our courses and find ourselves in the light of purity and beauty.
When your most recent hyperfixation is fading without a new one to replace it but your sanity hinges on constant distraction ✨
Ew I've been thrust into being PRESENT in my OWN LIFE 💀
She imagines him imagining her. This is her salvation.
The Blind Assassin | Margaret Atwood
Born to read all day in bed while daydreaming about a life I will never have
Forced to have a real life with real responsabilities
Love the latest @radiohead album! I did an alternate artwork inspired by the awesome video for daydreaming! #doors #amoonshapedpool #radiohead #vinyl #thomyorke #vinylart #daydreaming #illustration #illustrationart #illustrationoftheday #art #drawing #pentel #dessin @thomyorke (à London, United Kingdom)
Love the latest @radiohead album! I did an alternate artwork inspired by the awesome video for daydreaming! #doors #amoonshapedpool #radiohead #vinyl #thomyorke #vinylart #daydreaming #illustration #illustrationart #illustrationoftheday #art #drawing #pentel #dessin @thomyorke
Love the latest @radiohead album! I did an alternate artwork inspired by the awesome video for daydreaming! #doors #amoonshapedpool #radiohead #vinyl #thomyorke #vinylart #daydreaming #illustration #illustrationart #illustrationoftheday #art #drawing #pentel #dessin @thomyorke (à London, United Kingdom)
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I can't fathom the fact that some people watch a movie, show or read a book they like and they just go: "I liked it :)" and that's it....girl how?? Whenever I like a movie, tv show, book or musical I need to inhale that piece of media like it's air, I need to self insert myself in it and create an elaborate plot line for my character in it, then I listen to music that reminds me of the piece of media and think of it 24/7, while obsessively rewatching scenes and analyzing every bit of it till I notice details nobody has seen, finally, I try to convince people to watch it with me so that I can experience it for the first time through them. Then my obsession dies and I feel empty until the next one comes along..... and you're telling me people can enjoy something and just...go to sleep and not think of it again????
NATG XIII - Day 19 Prompt: Draw a pony daydreaming / Draw a pony with their head in the clouds. Here we have a pair of breezies, minding their own business, unaware of how much their world has changed. (The one on the left is named Lavender Orchid, while the one on the right is named Dainty Dewdrop. Also, I used the stipple pen and airbrush in Medibang for this one.)
Have I written in the past couple days? No. Are my daydreams going stupid? Hell yeah. When I have time to actually write it down will I still remember any of this lore? TBD