Unconscious Me

How often am I never there?

All night unconscious me is lying there not experiencing anything outwardly, only inwardly, and for hours at a time knows nothing about the who, what or why of any existence. Thoughts of the night are known as dreams, and they are so alien they could be considered as complete deception; except that you normally star front and center in every one.

When you think about it, unconscious me is a bit like an un-superhero, always getting up to incredible stuff on the down low, never telling anyone about all the mind-blowing experiences in a magical world. A world that doesn’t adhere to any scientific principles or any other principles for that matter. But then again, “I am unconscious me; I have no idea what I’m doing,” It’s just like real life, but it’s a terrible tag line for any kind of superhero stuff, even though it does really happen.

Dreams are amazing and we all have them, but just how much of them do we remember? They are an enigma to us and we have presumably been having them for millions of years, yet nobody seems to have ever written a dream manual that helps us control them. It makes you think that consciousness and unconsciousness cannot ever inhabit the same space. This of course brings up our terrible need, want or desire to get high, so we can be consciousness and unconsciousness in the same space while dreaming awake.

You can’t ever get too involved with reality; it can be a real bummer. When things are too real, they seem to shout at you scaring the heck out of you for no reason at all. “What Are You Doing?” But you never have any idea what you are doing. You were never here before you just woke up here one day and wondered “what the hell?” I’m drifting in and out of consciousness every twelve hours or so before traveling off to a completely different world with different rules and having absolutely mind-blowing experiences but completely forgetting them before I return. This sure isn’t paradise, is it!?!!!

It doesn’t matter how much you complain about it, there’s no one to complain to. You can’t tell your friends because they are experiencing exactly the same symptoms you are; you would only scare them and make them worry for your sanity. You could, of course, devour everything ever written on the subject, but all that’s ever been said on the subject…

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