justprompts: Looking at dreams
They say dreams are the windows of the soul--take a peek and you can see the inner workings, the nuts and bolts. -Henry Bromel
'They' are right.
Both daydreams and night-dreams, they reveal so much about people. Things they would not admit to anyone. Things they won't admit to themselves, even.
It is an interesting land, the world of dreams. For those who tread in thoughts, as I do, it makes a very interesting place to observe, experience... affect.
There are times when I live to uncover who people are, through their thoughts, through their aspirations, through the dreams and the nightmares. Moving around at night, dreams aren't difficult to encounter, really. And then, putting together that with the waking, intentional (or less so) thoughts - it is delicious, finding out the discrepancies, filling in the gaps, making the connections. Finding out the people who are no longer in a person's life and how they still matter - or not. Exploring perceptions. Senses.
Oh no, I never get tired of stalking people's dreams. Some may close their minds to me, but few know about it or bother to. And I find out, exactly, who they are. And thus I choose my prey. Or my loves. Not that they are separate, a lot of the time.
Of course, there are those whose dreams I'd love to hear, somehow. Waking dreams, for I cannot be awake when they sleep, my children. Those I have created. But even their waking dreams, and what they make of the world, and how they feel... I'd give a lot to hear them. But I cannot.
Oh well. It is full of darkness, the savage garden. I cannot expect that wherever I look, there will be light to see by.
And yet, dreams are the windows of the soul...
Muse: Lestat de Lioncourt
Fandom: The Vampire Chronicles
'They' are right.
Both daydreams and night-dreams, they reveal so much about people. Things they would not admit to anyone. Things they won't admit to themselves, even.
It is an interesting land, the world of dreams. For those who tread in thoughts, as I do, it makes a very interesting place to observe, experience... affect.
There are times when I live to uncover who people are, through their thoughts, through their aspirations, through the dreams and the nightmares. Moving around at night, dreams aren't difficult to encounter, really. And then, putting together that with the waking, intentional (or less so) thoughts - it is delicious, finding out the discrepancies, filling in the gaps, making the connections. Finding out the people who are no longer in a person's life and how they still matter - or not. Exploring perceptions. Senses.
Oh no, I never get tired of stalking people's dreams. Some may close their minds to me, but few know about it or bother to. And I find out, exactly, who they are. And thus I choose my prey. Or my loves. Not that they are separate, a lot of the time.
Of course, there are those whose dreams I'd love to hear, somehow. Waking dreams, for I cannot be awake when they sleep, my children. Those I have created. But even their waking dreams, and what they make of the world, and how they feel... I'd give a lot to hear them. But I cannot.
Oh well. It is full of darkness, the savage garden. I cannot expect that wherever I look, there will be light to see by.
And yet, dreams are the windows of the soul...
Muse: Lestat de Lioncourt
Fandom: The Vampire Chronicles