What if you knew, didn’t think, but knew that everything around you was a dream? That for all of these years, for all of your life, everything that’s occurred has been one big dream, happening inside your mind? Would you work towards waking up to true reality, or continue existing inside of your dream world?
For the most part I want to leave this question open to your imagination. By this I mean you can interpret it literally, as if you were in a coma, or philosophically, as in people already live inside dreams created by their perceptions of reality. Or however.
Regardless though, this would effectively mean that everything you’ve come to regard as “real”, would really just be an illusion. How would you cope?
That would depend on how good or bad the realistic or dreamy our life was and I think our dreams depend on us – not the other way around. If you lucid dream and are lucid in the flow of your reality you’ll have no worrisome doubts, I think.
‘Everything is created twice, first in the mind and then in reality.’
Sometimes we dream things that are “buried deep inside”? When did we bury them if not in a certain present?
Yes, I think that as well; our dreams depend on us – being a reflection of our minds. I agree with what you said about being lucid. With this scenario, there are not doubts though. You “know” your dreaming. Because you’ve been dreaming your whole life, you wouldn’t be able to tell if the other reality was better than what you’ve been experiencing. It would probably become a nagging thought in the back of your head – is that true reality better than this dream? Likewise, say there was another entity existing in the true reality and decided to wake you up. Once awake, you might come to the conclusion that you liked your dream world better. You’d probably be a little ticked, never asking to be woken up in the first place.
That quote. I’ve heard something similar to it. Look at most of the things around you and realize that each object started off as an idea, a thought, in someone’s head, then was manifested into this reality. It’s a little weird.
Food for thought – buried there in another life? Thinking of souls, reincarnation and whatnot. I’ve read notions of the soul in some sense being the unconscious part of our mind. So, possibly, the dreams manifesting from the deeply embedded memories of our unconscious minds could’ve been put there in past experiences from another life, theoretically.
That’s definitely food for thought. In the Assassin’s Creed world those other lives are of our ancestors and because two people share the same DNA, one can relive his ancestors’ life. Nothing is true and everything is permitted. :) Speaking of life, things get more interesting for our imaginations if we don’t believe we own life, but are life, indeed. We don’t own reality and dreams, we are reality and dreams. At least I think it’s better to look at things this way because we created every existing concept.
I think it’s not so much that things aren’t real, but it’s not the things themselves that make You real. I question reality so much but I think I’m questioning how to live without attachments to ego reinforcement. Sorry I know didn’t answer properly.
Imagination is never proper. Direct replies to the questions asked, thoughts about them, random ponderings – all acceptable answers.
What you said reminds me of that quote from The Peaceful Warrior – “The mind is just a reflex organ; it reacts to everything. Fills your head with millions of random thoughts a day. None of those thoughts reveal any more about you than a freckle does at the end of your nose.” In this case though, the illusion of the dream having no say in whether your real or not.
Why not do both?
In reality, our lives are very superficial, the majority of it focusing on money. It’s extremely preposterous when you realize it, yet even though most of us do realize it at one point or another, we don’t quit the ‘game’ – or the ‘dream’. We continue. Many of us dive fully back in, hoping to never have that realization again.
People like me, however, sit on the divide. Be conscious that you’re in a game, that most of what you do is superficial, shallow, materialistic. Realize that you’re far larger than that, but the hands that have been dealt, genetically, chronologically, and metaphysically, all put you here. And now. In that head space.
When you realize your dreaming in a dream, you don’t just stop, right? You just get a bit more involved in it… don’t you?
Nice. I like this. What you described paints a very accurate picture of things.
For example, last night I died 3 times in this one dream. Happened the exact same way, in the exact same place every time. Upon death I would just reanimate. The forth time I came back, I gained more awareness of the dream in which I knew it was going to repeat itself again. So, I took a different course of action than before and got past the point I kept dying at. Further down the line, remembering that upon dying I’d just reanimate, I used that tactic to one up my enemies. So yea, sometimes you do become more involved in dreams the more conscious you become of them, instead of just waking up.
I would find it very liberating knowing that at some point the dream is going to end and I will return to my normal reality. It would remove any sort of pressure or limitations and make it nearly impossible not to live fully. After thoroughly enjoying myself I would then turn to the question how do the entities I interact with experience my dream? Are they just empty husks created by the same part of me that is creating the dream or could they be other entities sharing that I share the dreamscape with? Either way I would try to live harmoniously with them and create a dream that is equally enjoyable for all parties involved. I don’t think I would ever try to understand the true reality while in the dream, instead I would try to understand the dream. Eventually I would probably come to the conclusion that while in the dream it is my reality and only once I have woken up will I consider it as anything less.
I have been stuck in this never ending dream state and it’s been the weirdest shit ever. I am constantly feeling disconnected from reality and I’m finding myself having a hard time understanding what’s real and what isn’t real. I mean how do you really know what is a dream and what is real life. All that you can do is live both your “dream life” and “reality life” as separate things. I mean for all we know you could be two people with to separate lives just sharing a host body. The world has made everything feel so unreal but at the same time there is a crushing reality of how fucked humanity is. I’m coping everyday by living the life(lives) i have been given even if they don’t make much sense to me.