First Post of 2022

in #dream2 years ago

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Here in Minnesota on the first day of the year, nothing is happening. Sub-zero temperatures outside inspired me to stay indoors all day, eating cashews and watching television. My roommates are around but I haven't crossed paths with any of them. This would have been the perfect day to be immersed in a creative project, but I didn't feel like working too hard on anything.

I've never been much for New Year's resolutions. This year is no exception. I've resolved to pick up as much Solana as I can afford. That's about it.

To be honest, I'm not really looking forward to 2022. I enjoy working and look forward to doing more of that. There's a rainbow gathering in Colorado this summer that might be fun. If I can afford it, I'll try to spend some time up in Alaska. But if 2021 taught me anything, it's that any plans can easily be ruined by society's terrible systems. It's hard to look forward to anything in a dystopia.

Maybe my attitude would be less negative if my dreams lately had been more positive. But my dreams haven't been positive. They've been stupid. In one, I was at some kind of sophisticated machine while an official-seeming guy demanded that I enter some code I couldn't remember. In another, I was involved in a sting to catch a murderer but the murderer got tipped off by a passing idiot who didn't understand what was happening.

Last night's dream had me in a hotel, trying to prevent people from throwing away an expensive metal lathe while family members crowded me out of the space. None of these dreams was fun, nor did they provide me with meaningful insight. I wish my unconscious would be easier to make sense of.

In fact, if I were to name one wish for 2022, it would be that my conscious and unconscious minds move into better alignment. They're already relatively well-aligned, but clearly there's room for improvement. Wishing for other things, like money or love, seems futile. I've never come into those things when I've wished for them. But wishing for my consciousness to become better aligned with itself might be a different story.

What that might actually look like is an open question. I'm particularly interested in the role technology might play in such matters. At this point, my computer usually feels more like an appendage of my consciousness than like a mechanical device that I'm separate from. Sadly, this state of affairs hasn't yet progressed to the point where I can ask my machine to provide good interpretations of my dreams.

(Feature image from Pixabay.)


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