sartresue wrote:
Another daydream believer topic
My daydreams are like plays, of course all visual, and become so vivid that I talk out loud to myself, sort of directing the dream, being both in it and looking in at the same time. Sort of a paradox. I could live like this always. A basis for stories, too! :D
Same here... but I DO live like this always... there's always some story (or more likely two or three different ones) going on in my head at all times. Most are fairly mundane - imagining ordinary conversations with people I know, for example - but some are wild to the extreme, like a complete fantasy world. It's hard to keep focused on conversations (REAL ones) and tasks, though it doesn't usually affect my work (I'll even incorporate my work into my dreams, imagining I'm talking while working, or explaining what I'm doing to someone in my dream). I do NOT have imaginary friends, though! I know the difference between daydreams and reality.
I know it's not 'healthy' for me - I know I do it too much. I don't know how to stop it. I gave the following poem to my shrink, and I told him this is how I am all the time - this is how my head works:
Quote:
Fading Away
far far down, deep inside
demons and fairies and shadows reside
whispering demented stories
to lull the mind to somnolence
dreaming awake, I tried
imagining self with eyes open wide
but one's mortal care atrophies
immersed in so much decadence
guilt was denied
as oblivion multiplied
merging of boundaries
between desire and sense
ephem'ral pride
self-crowned and deified
cherished unreal glories
absolute confidence
hope died
ashamed, undignified
crushed to its knees
by false pretense
soul cried
against its suicide
but those faint pleas
no deterrence
And what did my shrink say when he read it? "Do you hear voices?"
grrrr......
goat