Dream, Dream, Dream
Dreams may be daily life converted into art. Yes. Life as we know it may be taken by our noggins and converted into art as we sleep. That’s why many dream in technicolor.
Like a person who spends most of the day watching bugs shall also dream of those bugs at night. But the bugs of those nocturnal visions of the third eye that only becomes active when one’s noggin is closely appressed to the Ample Bosoms, may be strangely altered from their diurnal counterparts of the wide-awake world or tiny planet that we know so well.
Yes. There is a part of the brain that is totally devoted to turning the mundane bullshit of regular life into art. That’s why, no matter how weird the bugs look or behave, how those same bugs look or behave in dreams shall be amplified in every aspect. Not just the bugs themselves either. No. Even information only distally related to the bugs shall become bizarre or like art.
Like for example, last night Crumby dreamed about a place where an average amateur entomologist could go to get all his bugs identified. Like this place advertised that any average amateur entomologist of average or better intelligence could easily work through a simple enough process for getting all his or her unknown bug(s) identified.
In his dream, Crumby was overjoyed. Crumby sought out his bosom companion, Ray Pistrum. Ray, Ray, Ray, Ray, Crumby exclaimed excitedly. Guess what. There’s now a place we can go to get our bugs identified. You want to go with me to get our bugs identified.
Nay Crumby. But you should go and see how it works out.
So Crumby set out all alone. For a wonder, his journey was swift or instantaneous. Within nanoseconds of his arrival at the Institution for Bug Identification (IBI), Crumby easily identified all the bugs that had only recently puzzled him. Crumby was so happy.
But alas, when Crumby awoke, he recalled the dream but none of the actual bug identities. So in fact, you only get to remember the bug identities you learn at IBI, while you are asleep.
A really swell person of greater than average intelligence or some ability, though, might recall everything that transpired in his or her dream including the bug identities. Then that person could choose a medium and produce a faithful accounting of that dream in or on that medium. Yes. That would be art, like maybe a painting that featured all the bug identities. Except, since all the featured bugs would be identified on the painting, it would be more like poster art.
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Yes. Poster art. Just imagine that like the adjacent featured a great many more bugs and all of those bugs would be labeled totally from information acquired exclusively at IBI. Now that would be art, not just an Apis wing shot.
Like a person who spends most of the day watching bugs shall also dream of those bugs at night. But the bugs of those nocturnal visions of the third eye that only becomes active when one’s noggin is closely appressed to the Ample Bosoms, may be strangely altered from their diurnal counterparts of the wide-awake world or tiny planet that we know so well.
Yes. There is a part of the brain that is totally devoted to turning the mundane bullshit of regular life into art. That’s why, no matter how weird the bugs look or behave, how those same bugs look or behave in dreams shall be amplified in every aspect. Not just the bugs themselves either. No. Even information only distally related to the bugs shall become bizarre or like art.
Like for example, last night Crumby dreamed about a place where an average amateur entomologist could go to get all his bugs identified. Like this place advertised that any average amateur entomologist of average or better intelligence could easily work through a simple enough process for getting all his or her unknown bug(s) identified.
In his dream, Crumby was overjoyed. Crumby sought out his bosom companion, Ray Pistrum. Ray, Ray, Ray, Ray, Crumby exclaimed excitedly. Guess what. There’s now a place we can go to get our bugs identified. You want to go with me to get our bugs identified.
Nay Crumby. But you should go and see how it works out.
So Crumby set out all alone. For a wonder, his journey was swift or instantaneous. Within nanoseconds of his arrival at the Institution for Bug Identification (IBI), Crumby easily identified all the bugs that had only recently puzzled him. Crumby was so happy.
But alas, when Crumby awoke, he recalled the dream but none of the actual bug identities. So in fact, you only get to remember the bug identities you learn at IBI, while you are asleep.
A really swell person of greater than average intelligence or some ability, though, might recall everything that transpired in his or her dream including the bug identities. Then that person could choose a medium and produce a faithful accounting of that dream in or on that medium. Yes. That would be art, like maybe a painting that featured all the bug identities. Except, since all the featured bugs would be identified on the painting, it would be more like poster art.
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Yes. Poster art. Just imagine that like the adjacent featured a great many more bugs and all of those bugs would be labeled totally from information acquired exclusively at IBI. Now that would be art, not just an Apis wing shot.
posted by ray pistrum at Thursday, October 08, 2009
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