Reality! What a Concept!

  

 When I sleep is when I am the most awake.

On the opposite side, when I am awake is when my mind sleeps.

How do we know when we are consciously awake?

Is it when we dream of robots dreaming of electric sheep or is it when the darkness of dreaming awakens thoughts best forgotten?

How do we know when our dreams are actually reality?

Some believe that dreaming is our crossing over into another plain of this space/time reality.

The great comedian, George Carlin, once stated …

“Reality! What a concept.”

For the majority of my 69 years of life I have agreed with Carlin.

Reality is a conceptual interpretation of what the seeker seeks to discover within the reality of the realism their individuality perceives.

Often I find myself in a quandary created by my perception of my realities.

I balance precariously on a fence post with reality on one side and my expected reality upon the other.

It is not uncommon for me to question whether my dreamstate is when I am actually awake and my awareness state is when I am actually dreaming.

How would I know which is which?

Perhaps each state is merely a different plain of the seven plains of the multiverse.

And what of the remaining five plains?

Will I be aware of myself within those plains?

The human brain has built in safeguards to protect us from the fragilities of the human mind.

We have no idea what the limitations of our minds are.

We barely know how to use the basic components of our minds.

The millions of psychological medications are proof positive of this.

Those who have to be hospitalized in psychiatric institutions solidify the weakness emotion causes within us.

What is our brain hiding from us?

There is an urban myth that states we are using a mere ten percent of our physical brain.

Is that an actual myth or is it an untruth we tell ourselves to take away from the stupidity of our failing coexistence with all creatures great or small?

Ask yourself why it is that we all have the same physical brain but no two of us are the same.

The bigger question is …

“Why do we question our existence and all that comes with such?”

“If our brains are the same then why do we all dance to a different rhythm?”

“Why do we teach our children to love thy neighbour as we adorn them in the uniforms of war and conflict?”

I find myself questioning why paranoia and mistrust are the first two emotions that surface when I first meet a stranger.

Even more so,

“Why does that mistrust and paranoia exist?”

“Is it because we cannot trust each other?”

“Or is it because they, the ‘Others’, cannot and should not trust us?”

Which leaves me to wonder if reality is real and if so which reality is the real reality.

Really, it does.

In closing let me state ...

“Reality! What a concept!”