science of sleep – a sky of rats and roads with pots to park in

I saw the film tonight The Science of Sleep. Here is a film that really does blur the edges of what’s puzzling and real with what’s crazy and imaginary…

a couple of friends of mine introduced me to ‘reading backwards’ … seeing words and turning them around, reversing the flow; changing the sound. I think it’s clever to see the world in an unexpected way like they do, and it’s one of those things that puts me in a dream state, where my imagination takes over and I start seeing road signs as “pots” and the tiny shining light in the sky as “rats”.  Imagine the picture you’d create if even those things were visible as their reverse!! (see title)

I love that dreams are portrayed as some concoction we put into a pot… like all your thoughts, emotions and plans from one day are somehow the mix that will flavour your dreams and secret shut-eye time. makes you want to be careful what ingredients go in, doesn’t it?

there are so many confusing things that happen, so many strange things like a massively heavy piano falling down flights of stairs in relative silence, and yet the protagonist then has these amplified experiences of emotion where he’s crying in his too-small-for-me bed, or when he just rams into a door head first. watching life from the angle of dreams is funny, cos you imagine that anything goes, nothing needs reason. but that isn’t true life is it?

we’re made to be reasonable.

D_r_e_a_m_s are said to be our a_s_p_i_r_a_t_i_o_n_s and hopes… or our worries and fears.  But, this film makes them seem chemical, some kind of mess we make up from brain waves to formulate stories that we then experience unconsciously.

I don’t know why, it just amuses me that dreams are so significant to each of us, so universal, and yet completely uncontrollable. Maybe that goes for other life-experiences; meaning, i guess, that we should (and that i want to) live with a lot more faith seeing as that’s all we really have to go on.  It’s not like we know what is coming round the corner to meet us.

I wish we’d dive into life, not with the innate requirement to control it’s events,  but the desire to be steering through it well… I feel rather than giving up that control to God, we have to kinda accept that we never had all the control in the first place, we just have the dream..

‘life’s a journey Clark, but i don’t intend on using a map’