"Open your eyes", " Hurry, It's happening". I jolted out of my sheets, panting, my brain had done several flips, and my t-shirt must have jumped into a pool. Then, all of a sudden my mind was flooded with that same damn dream, it always starts with me walking down a path toward a river that is flooded with fog and across the water a man is staring at me intently. And at this moment he begins to whisper the two same damn sentences, and as the fog clears his voice rises into a thunderous roar, "Open your eyes", "Hurry, It's happening".
This dream and sequence of events happened often, so often, that every morning felt like the same damn day, and I hate days that resemble one another. I know that your probably thinking that the dilemmas I am experience have an immediate answer to them, that I need to "open my eyes", but what the hell does that mean, do I need to physically open them, and if so, who the hell closed them? I have no idea, and I can not stop asking the question that permeates every thought, action, and breath of my day, the question of, "why". However, I think I have stumbled across a solution to my aforementioned dilemma. I have begun to discipline myself and I have acquired the ability to sleep with my eyes wide open, so when that piercing voice enters my sleepless dreams, I can scream back, "Look, and see, my eyes are wide open".
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Sometimes I feel as if my life is happening almost unnoticed by me. Then I learn something new, experience a new feeling, understand a new idea and wonder, were my eyes really that closed, was I that myopic, that ignorant? And after these experiences, you can become a new person or a newer person. Then you have that same question of why? Why was I so blind to reasoning?
I think we shut our eyes or mind to be comfortable and secure, we only see what we want to see.
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