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Dreams

Posted: February 18, 2010 in Fiction and Non-Fiction
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He exists in my dream.

But he’s never a part of my reality.

He’s my only fantasy

That vanishes every morning.

 

He’s always with me

In my dreams, he’s there to guide me.

With each daybreak

I’d feel nothing but emptiness.

 

I wanted him to be my reality.

But he’s just a figment of my dreams.

He’s just another whimsical fantasy

That I’m bound to believe in.

 

A Dream

Posted: October 18, 2009 in About Me, Fiction and Non-Fiction
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I saw him in my slumber.  I could see his lips move but can’t hear what he’s saying.  He’s trying to tell me something.  Only I couldn’t seem to understand.  I’ve become deaf to his pleas.

When he finished, he turned his back and started to walk away.  I could see myself running after him but the distance’s still the same.  I can’t catch up.  I fainted in the dream.  When I regained consciousness, I saw doors, a lot of them.

I tried to open one.  But I don’t have the key.  I barged on each door.  Had knocked more than once but it still won’t open.  It won’t even budge.  Exhausted and exasperated, I just cried.

I woke up, finding my pillow wet with tears.  There’s only one door.  He’s smiling at me.  He said I’m having nightmares.  He could even hear me whisper his name.  When he asked me, I told him my peculiar dream.

He brushed my hair with his fingers and gave me a soft kiss.  He whispered in my ear, words that I’ve been longing to hear since I woke up…

“Sagapo, Rouie”.

Children were often thought to prefer fantasies over realities.  As a child, we were told numerous tales about knights, princesses, superheroes and even Santa Claus.  We were given tools to further explore the far and unbelievable world of fantasy.  As a matter of fact, our first ideas of learning were often accompanied with it.

When we get older, we tend to leave that fantasy world.  We get to learn about reality – superheroes do not exist, reindeers don’t fly.  We are taught to approach life in a sensible way.

It is important for us to distinguish what’s fantasy, and what’s reality.  Fantasies make us believe in a perfect world, a utopia.  With reality, we know that the world is not as perfect as we fancy it to be.

In that sense, does our belief in fantasy go together or alternate our view of reality?

It’s easier to give example as to how fantasy can substitute reality.  Quite simply, we can say that the more we think about reality, the better we see it.  Once we divert our attention to fantasy, or even get distracted by it, we are actually reducing our reality practice.

Are you fond of reading?  Reading a book can make you imagine things, scenarios, situations presented through words.  If we’ll carefully think about each idea it presents, are we agreeing to them, thereby accepting them as reality?  Or do we discard them and think of it as just plain fiction, a figment of the writer’s imagination?

Now, the idea that fantasy complements reality gives us numerous supporting ideas but they are quite subtle.  Fantasy or fiction can hold back irrelevant details and give emphasis to important essences, pretty much like a math model.  It can also describe how familiar situations appear to different parties.   More importantly, fiction in itself is a part of reality.   Exposure to fantasy in a way teaches us about it.

It is important if we can utilize both the idea of fantasy and reality.  Fantasy makes us become more receptive to ideas.  It can also aid in formulating theories that not only explains the world we see but also to imagine other worlds, inciting us to explore more.  It was these fantasies that we have changed the world and how we live it.

We live in a real world where life can be tough.  We have the option to view life in a dreamy, fantastical way, or through hard reality.  We have the gift to combine imagination and logic to articulate possible worlds and make them possible.

Let us not limit ourselves within the boundaries of our reality.  We have a vast world to explore, ideas to pursue.  Let’s believe in the reality that we have.  It’s the sensible world we live in.  But let’s not forget the part of fantasy that makes us explorers in our own right.  Let us think out of the box of reality that our adult life seems to enclose us in.

different thoughts broke the silence of my senses while i was smoking. i was trying to clear my mind of things that’s been haunting me for the past years of my existence… but my efforts were lost when that thought crossed my mind.

i have been living my life for 21 years, and almost two weeks… and was there anything i’ve done that i could be proud of? heck, i tried to force myself to smile when i suddenly thought of that stupid question…

honestly, i have tried to plan things for myself. but my plans were nothing but whimsical dreams i have woven for myself to believe in. plans which were mere reasons for me to stay in this mortal realm where pain is more likely to be felt.

yep… pain. the kind of pain that shatters the soul… the inner being that lies deep beneath a person. the same pain that has taught me to be what i am right now.

21 years and pain still fuels my will to stand up and never give up. all for the hope that one day, i wouldn’t feel it. thinking that i could get numb of it.

who would have thought that at this point, i am at the brink of losing my grip of reality? all those years, i was able to fool people around me. i was able to let them see that i was happy… that i was smiling. they didn’t know that those smiles were nothing but masks that is pasted to make others believe that i’m okay. those who were able to see behind that mask left me for according to them… i am “melancholy” in its mortal form…

that’s enough. i couldn’t just go on and bare myself to you. you know me enough to see that these thoughts would lead to another set of questions, realisms, and hopes that would or might fuel my existence for the coming year…

besides, i still need to light another cigarette…

A Dream

Posted: October 28, 2004 in About Me, On Relationships
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yesterday was just an ordinary day… i get to meet new people… i lost some… and yet, it’s still the same routine. work… home.. or gimmick if i want.

last night, i went to bed with a clear mind… no thoughts of the one i had a fight with… or no fantasies to wish for. i just lie there… in my bed, my eyes wide open. and my mind’s a blank. heck! i even thought of drinking milk *i don’t drink milk!* just so sleep would come to me.

after hours of just staring at the wall… sleep came to cover me and lull in its silence. while in deep slumber, a vision flashed. like i was living that scene again.

that dream made me think. i cried when i woke up. that’s when i realize… i still love him!

Dream…

Posted: October 28, 2004 in About Me, Fiction and Non-Fiction
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yesterday was just an ordinary day… i get to meet new people… i lost some… and yet, it’s still the same routine. work… home.. or gimmick if i want.

last night, i went to bed with a clear mind… no thoughts of the one i had a fight with… or no fantasies to wish for. i just lie there… in my bed, my eyes wide open. and my mind’s a blank. heck! i even thought of drinking milk *i don’t drink milk!* just so sleep would come to me.

after hours of just staring at the wall… sleep came to cover me and lull in its silence. while in deep slumber, a vision flashed. like i was living that scene again.

that dream made me think. i cried when i woke up. that’s when i realize… i still love him!