Without Dreams We Have Nothing

Here is a saved draft. I must have fallen asleep last I attempted an entry for this. All that remains of the post is the automatic save of the title "Without Dreams We Have Nothing." Had I written more? Vaguely I remember the answer being yes. It seems the title struck such truth to me that I decided it was more worthwhile to fall asleep and experience the dreams than to write about whatever I had planned. I do recall attempting to work all the names of the song titles from Ulver's 2007 release "Shadows of the Sun" into the entry. Perhaps such a rule stifled my creativity and I become stuck, deciding it wasn't worth it after all. Song titles such as "All the Love," "Like Music," and "Solitude." It would have probably made for a profound a beautiful post, a scene of those sullen grey languors I am always talking about.

The title itself, I believe, is from one of the lyrics on the album--from the song "Let the Children Go." A song title that brings forth powerful imagery. One one hand, letting the children go is a good thing. Freedom, escape from the injurious slavery of whatever kept them. On the other hand, why were they there in the first place? A Prison of Children... what a vague phrase. A prison made for children, or a prison made of chilren? The first, the most likely; the last, the most outrageous. Every mother's worst nightmare, and every day of their lives. Well, not all mothers--not in today's world. Maybe decades ago in a Catholic household filled to the brim with whining, drooling, shitting children of all ages, shapes, and genders. Truly a prison of children. Truly chilling.

Without dreams we have nothing. A very idealist phrase. A very hopeful phrase, if not a lie. We have many things without dreams. Let me rephrase that a little. With only dreams we have nothing. Try doing instead of dreaming. Try waking instead of sleeping. Try living. Life is simply there. There is nothing more to it than to live it, however you choose. Dreaming will get you nowhere, and is counteractive to the point. Life isn't a gift, don't try to come up with deeper meanings and justifications. None of that matters. Destiny, free will... moot points. You do what you will and you've done what you have. It's as simple as that. Simply do. We have a world, use it.