Epistemysics

Some theatre each day keeps the doctor away…

Dream

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To sleep, perchance to dream.  There is that philosophical brain tickler about whether this is the real world and our dreams are dreams, or whether our dreams are the real world and the real world is our dreams…

Would I want, I wonder, to dream forgetfully and fitfully – like I do now, like most humans do – or would I want a second life in my dreamtime?  The second life strikes me as more efficient, in a way, but I’m not sure that’s a good enough reason to want it…

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March 9, 2014 at 1:40 pm

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