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| What my mind thinks my mind looks like. |
By Dan Hagen
Sometimes in dreams, it seems to me that my unconscious mind
communicates with the conscious me clearly, but mutely and visually.
For example, in a semi-dream last night, I saw myself
walking down long — endless, in fact — off-white hallways with some
authoritative man who was discussing telepathy. The walls all contained
cupboards and shelves covered by small doors. I realized that this was a visual
representation of the neural pathways of the brain, and the man was a version of
my guided-imagery sage, who is always — don’t laugh — Michael Rennie as Klaatu.
What’s in the cupboards? A yoga mat, a fold-out futon,
super-science devices like Buck Rogers’ jumping harnass, anything useful. Many
other things I haven’t discovered yet.
Good writing, by the way, can be like telepathy. It is a way
to think the thoughts of another person.
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