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unconscious" - which, of course, means "I don't know," or "I don't know what I'm
talking about."
A profound not-knowing is hard to bear. We wake up and try to get a grip on our
dreams. We tame them with interpretations. We try to make them into pets, to ren
der them relatively harmless, not like the unpredictable wild creatures they rea
lly are. We tell our dreams that they are our dreams, that we created them. We t
ell them they are the random products of the crossfire of synapses, or perhaps t
he creations of goddesses and gods. We try to convince them that they are metaph
ors, a subtext of our existence, that they are a reshuffle of unbearable childho
od experience. We bind them in weavings of reason, until they are butterflies pi
nned to the grid of self-knowledge.
Yet, each dream is an act of genius. Ponder this:
A dreamer creates an entirely real world, to the greatest detail. Each dream aro
uses within us the conviction that we are in our waking lives. This fully awake
dream state has precision; it has detail; it has shapes that are likely and some
times unlikely, yet realistic enough to make us certain as to the status of our
consciousness. Compare this with the greatest human-made work of visual art you
can imagine. The Sistine chapel in Rome comes to mind. When we look up at the ce
iling we are awed by the extraordinary power of Michelangelo's genius. Yet we ar
e not convinced that, if we were up at the ceiling, we could jump into those hea
vens - something of which a most ordinary dream of jumping in the air while walk
ing in a field on a s unny day can convince us, with the greatest of certainties
.
While dreaming we know that every tree is real, that every particle of air is re
al into the depth of our lungs; we know that the sky is bright with the light of
utter reality. We know ta three-dimensional world surrounds us on all sides: a
world that is not just above us, as is the ceiling of the Sistine chapel, but ev
erywhere. This simple world, created by the dreaming genius, is more real than t
he greatest work of human art.