back to a kind of dreaming
That is deeply emotional, resonant with personal history going back decades, and about the most basic things of existence: love, children, fatherhood, journeys, friends, death, everything.
It is most bracing to wake up and recognize — yet again — that it is all one and the same.
The one at the last REM sleep era was... most unusual, I have to say: I put together a memorial for someone, a young friend, who was still alive, and in the most improvisational of ways.
The one at the first REM sleep episode was, likewise: about my hanai son Pono, a lover he had just met, and my shepherding of them both to an epiphany.
So, you see.
Very relatedly, this is a Colin Fraser (he's a data scientist at Meta) essay from April 2024 that I only recently stumbled onto and really ought to have seen/read last year, given my interest in the topic: Hallucinations, Errors, and Dreams.
[ commentary later... ]
