Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
I dont' know...
Thank You for your Gifted Awakening Dreams!!
We share our dreams, William, but they're open to interpretaion, I'd say. I tend to think the dreamer is the only one who can 'own' the dream in terms of its meaning. The rest of us can merely speculate. On top of this, one person's dream is another's nightmare.
We share our dreams to solidify something illusive? In the public domain, here or in person there is courage in sharing a dream and someone thoughtful to receive it.
I agrre with Elisabeth
Thanks, Rudhi. If so, it’s the first time!Thanks, Jim. I’m not sure about gifted or awakening, but even so, one out of three isn’t bad....Laura and Elisabeth, just to clarify, I was using the word dreams more in the sense of hopes and aspirations. Not exclusively so, but more....Robert, I think sharing our dreams of either kind does make them easier to grasp. And yes to the courage required, and to the courage gained.Meanwhile, it’s interesting that the focus for the most part so far has been on the dream part of the statement.
In this era of immediate, everything is available, almost without an owner. It is for who wants... knowing use it or not.But everything is not lost. I think it`s not the end....yet.I`ll keep dreaming.
Our dreams are out there, I agree.
Art is the flower of the common unconcious ocean of dreams, I think...
Good, Crissant, that’s the main thing, to keep dreaming. The rest of it, I’m still watching and trying to understand. We have to buy a loaf of bread, or the flour to make it, but somehow our art, which is as necessary to life in another dimension, is seen in a different light....Thanks, Anthony. As we are out there, it seems.Rudhi, I think you’re right. It is the flower, or a flower, and there is a common ocean.
Um, I think your finished work is yours to the extent of your need, and the work is mine to the extent of my hunger...my appetite for it. But then again, isn't hunger a need? Ha! Convoluted as it all is...my dreams are rarely for public consumption.
Annie, if you’re trying to confuse me, you’re too late!Which comes first, the hunger or the need? Answer: the work.
Truly? The work comes first? Oh boy, I'm screwed. It's the hunger that's first for me. My hunger is my need. My hunger is my everything, I'm afraid. If there is ever any work, it might just be an accident. Now, my dreams, those are by-products of my hunger again. If you were to lift my hood, there would be a big mouth of an engine in there turning. Luckily fuel is cheap. Just a road, a few trees, a breeze. You know, stuff like that. Now, how are dreams public? I'm thinking that for me, only in that they are a by-product of my hunger and are sometimes a part of my accidental work.Ha! You do wind 'round my brain.xoerin
Erin, I love the way this conversation is pivoting on the different meanings of dreams, hunger, and need. As you say, luckily the fuel is cheap. And plentiful. And priceless.
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