The Philosophical Diary: #1

An excerpt from a diary entry I just wrote...I kind of like it, and it isn't too revealing or anything haha ;)

so I figured, I'd share it with you :)

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"12-14-2011
I feel a familiar inner turmoil begin to stir inside me... A spiritual one, as though I'm straddling some fine line between two worlds.

I am pressed to question the world that I found myself enraptured by the last year or so.  My intuition tells me the world was false, as a dream.  And though my thoughts pull to that familiar question, "What is a dream?" I know that I know the answer now, though it is too complex and my vocabulary is too limited to put it into words...


I suppose it could be said like this.
A dream is to reality, what the moon is to the sun.  The sun is the true source of our celestial warmth and light; the moon acts as a mirror - Her light is a mere reflection of sunlight, and without its true warmth and traits.


But as She reflects a ghost of the sunlight down to Earth, She adds to the light her own personality, interpretation, and symbolism.  As though the moon could summarize the essence of the sun, and make Herself a vessel of that essence, that us living beings down here on Earth might have a glimpse of the light that is normally too bright to see.


I think this is the same way that our dreams work at a basic level.  In this way our mind becomes our guide, our friend and at times our worst enemy; they become a reflection of our true self.


But they, our dreams, are the mirror to the reality we witness... and as one begins to pay more attention to them, I think they begin to show this more and more.  And the more clearly one understands not only themselves but the world that is their mind, and the world outside of themselves, the environment they live in - the clearer the dreams sometimes can become.
     I think."