Category Archives: Dreams

 

The most interesting questions are always the ones parallel to the ones we are asking ourselves. I felt on one about a perfect world.

Most of us might see a perfect world as a result instead of a process - how a world in process could be perfect? I couldn’t stand an unimprovable world.

But the most important question about a perfect world is not how it would be but how we are. A perfect world would be built from who we are.

Would a perfect world be suitable with us?

Mostly: what are we made of? Greed? Fear? Hunger?

Before willing to improve the world, shouldn’t we be willing to improve ourselves?

Lately, old teenage ideas about a better world came back in my mind. I thought: what’s missing? Why are we thinking about a better world? Do we miss ingredients? Recipes? Cooks?

It’s easy to imagine a better world. Damn easy. But according to who we are, could we get better?

Last night, I dreamed my odd parents were feuding over who would be the legal tutor of my 28 years old self. It could be an interesting ground for the next Adam Sandler comedy. As long as I don’t spend time dreaming about Adam Sandler.

Is lottery impious? Not itself, but at a second level. Buying a lottery ticket means we would like to drastically improve the life God gave us. I don’t consider that wishing a drastic improvement of our life is impious but trying to get that change with a lottery ticket may be. Shouldn’t we work to get a better life if we want to change it? I don’t know, I see lottery as ungrateful… Many dreams can’t come true only with hard work: winning the lottery would make them possible. I don’t know…

What would you do of your life if you had 5 million dollars?

I can’t think of anything but writing poetry and explore the folks all around the world.

I used to have some “becoming rich” dreams, projects I would build. Now I don’t. Maybe I’m not an entrepreneur. I can’t think of anything I would like to build except poems.

Well, the other day I thought of running a bookstore selling only poetry. It could be fun to see my accountant crying as the bookstore would constantly be losing money.

 

Night and dreams after eating too much pizza are weird.

Sometimes I dream of a life less violent. Today it was becoming a full time poet and mendicant. What, I wouldn’t face the violent judgment of the working man yelling to get a job ?

A month ago it was to emigrate in Maghreb and open a coffee shop. Another kamikaze exploding himself in Casablanca killed that dream.

Am I a fool to dream of a life less violent ? Is there too much fear and ignorance, judgment and negativity, models and games to carry that dream ?

The Supreme Court upheld a decision whichVia Rail must make changes to make its trains more accessible to people in wheelchairs.

What ? They aren’t already ??? So expensive train tickets will get even more expensive ?

Strange, strange… The exact day I dreamed about getting somewhere far away in train on my next vacations…

I’m wondering if this decision will make the train accessible to less people…

BAnQ annonce l’annulation de la table ronde L’avenir de la culture québécoise : quels sont nos rêves collectifs? qui devait avoir lieu à l’Auditorium de la Grande Bibliothèque le mercredi 28 mars, de 12 h 30 à 14 h, dans le cadre des Midis citoyens BAnQ / INM réalisés en collaboration par BAnQ et l’Institut du Nouveau Monde.

What ? Dream shortage ?

After months about the purpose of my life, I decided to give philosophical writings a central place in my life. Cynicism didn’t drive me anywhere – not that I thought it would.

I already have a good idea of the book I would like to write and how I want to publish it: by myself with online publishing.

About a month ago I wrote a little phrase without knowing what I should do with it.

We shouldn’t choose between faith and humanism because faith is the only suitable humanism and humanism the only suitable faith.

It’s the first, small brick I’ll build my book with. But I still don’t know where the brick will go…

 

I’m thinking about traveling to Europe in a few months, probably in the Mediterranean area. It would be really cool to visit Spain and Italy, peut-être un petit tour en France and it would be a shame to go there without seeing the Sahara.

Any idea, suggestion, comment ?


 

Strange dream last night. I have an inflatable bed and I come to regret my purchase. I want to buy a more expensive and comfortable bed. It turns out I also have an inflatable house. This cheap and instable house wasn’t a good deal either. What the (*$(&%&(% does this dream mean ?

At least I didn’t have an inflatable girlfriend.

Two nights in a row with a dream about children, what does it means ?

Night one, the mother decides to give to our kids – they are twins – the names of two bullies I had to deal with at high school.

Night two, some mother – now the kids aren’t mine – puts herself into trouble in an airport with the new security restrictions.

I begin to be quite irritated by this flu. Another day speaking like Vin Diesel. A lot (more) of coughing. And I had another bad night. This time, I woke up about every hour. Cough. Drink. Pee. Sleep. And again, a lot of dreams. The first part of the night, I made a lot of dreams about House (maybe because I watched two back to back 1 hour episodes before I went to bed. But fortunately, I didn’t made the same boring dream going on an on like last night. The second half of the night, I made pretty various dreams. Like an house I bought that needs some renovation and design work inside to make it right.

I won’t have a third night or any more days like this. I’ll get something at the drugstore to kill this *($&*$?#?@ flu…