I had the most significant dream ever.
I DREAMED I WAS IN A HOUSE OF MIRRORS.
In this house there was a huge chart, with countless photos and poses and sayings available for you to choose in order to express your feelings, emotions, thoughts and ideas.
You picked based on your mood, circumstances, the relation with present events, and what you wanted to express with them.
You clicked and they would go directly to the mirror.
At first it seemed funny, because you didn’t need to overthink anything, you could easily pick something that represented you.
But fact is that, in the middle of the thing, the dream full of fun turned out to be a nightmare.
AND THE MIRROR THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ONLY A MIRROR, GAINED INDEPENDENT LIFE.
It was absolutely scary and monstruous.
BECAUSE YOU LOOKED AT YOURSELF AND THE POSES, FACES, AND SAYINGS FOLLOWED ONE ANOTHER VERY QUICKLY, IN A VERY PROVOKING, AND DEFYING WAY.
AND THEY DID NOT CORRESPOND TO THE MOOD, NOR TO THE EMOTIONS, NOR TO THE REAL EXPRESSION OF FEELINGS AND IDEAS.
THEY WERE ABSOLUTELY DISCONNECTED FROM THE CORE, FROM THE HEART, FROM THE SOUL.
THEY SOLELY REPRESENTED THE EGO.
EGO GAINED LIFE AND MOVED LIKE A FRIGHTENING CARICATURE ON THE DARNED MIRROR.
I WOKE FEELING VERY BAD.
So, it made me reflect why I was here.
Why I write here and post, why I talk to people and intend to have something to say.
IT WAS AND IT STILL IS BECAUSE OF LOVE.
I WRITE AND TALK AND LIVE TO DECLARE MY LOVE.
And the interactions that I naturally accept and search for are the ones who make me even more loyal to my heart, and more connected to the search of my soul mate and to the expression of my true self.
So, maybe, for many times, I may not have moved accordingly, confused in this game of vanity, but…
IT IS GOOD TO REMEMBER AND RENEW THE VOTES.
khaosland 