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easyfromhere wrote:its about a house ......... aka a story on personal growth: https://fareastofwest.wordpress.com/2015/10/08/178/

I like it! The past month or two I've thought about how my mind feels like I've discovered a couple of unknown rooms. I've actually had dreams like this which have stood out to me (years ago), that I took down a wall and found a part of my house that made sense of its layout, made it a nicer place to live, etc. I remember these dreams because they stood out to me as meaningful. I never liked my actual house too much and thought it was a symbol of that. But, the past couple days I've thought about (especially after two nights ago realizing "Fixing a Hole" meant more to me) made me think of how I discovered more space in my mind and am painting new rooms colorfully, I'm more comfortable with parts of the house I don't like. It's like a freedom inside myself, less worried about things that don't matter.

(The original dreams were probably about how I would never be happy in my physical house without someone to share it, and there was/is a "wall" shutting out space inside myself I couldn't share with others -- which prevented me from fully enjoying the actual/physical house.).

Interesting, I've had a dream several times over the years of walking around and discovering all these 'extra' rooms that i just hadn't noticed before. The rooms were furnished and though there was a sense of decay in not being habited there was also a feeling of hopefulness like 'wow, i can do this or that with them".
The dreams were very clear and detailed. And the house, to me in the dreams, was definately symbolic of the areas in my life that were just closed off, neglected, ignored or just beyond my awareness.

easyfromhere wrote:The dreams were very clear and detailed. And the house, to me in the dreams, was definitely symbolic of the areas in my life that were just closed off, neglected, ignored or just beyond my awareness.

I would have never got that symbolism. In the last 2 hours I can remember 4 of these dream "houses" (or discovered walled-off sections of the house). I literally remember dreaming there was a mirror image of my house on the other side of the exterior wall (it wasn't an exterior wall like I thought it was). When I woke up, it seriously took me 30 minutes (laying in bed; making coffee) to talk myself out of going outside and verify the interior/exterior walls are they one in the same. Even after convincing myself this, it still kept coming up as a possibility, or how great it would be have a floorplan that makes sense (as if that could really happen, a false wall hiding that much space.).

The other ones were houses I didn't recognize. But, it was the same thing; I discovered rooms behind a wall. Or, that there is space in the attic for a second story or loft. That's another experience where I know there's clearly not. But, it took me a disturbingly long time (20 minutes) to talk myself into accepting what I know to be true.

Even long after those dreams, I kept thinking these things were emblems of where I should be, that I should experience that kind of freedom and exhilaration of fulfillment. These things were major contributors to the tone of the narrative. The stamp of "uniqueness; I have a calling."

I think that's an example of how impenetrable I was/am. Previously I have described how cannabis made me overwhelmingly terrified, and later concluded that was subconscious(?) defenses losing control. That's how terrified I was of what was inside. There was no way my mind could even begin to think of the "rooms" as symbolic of something within me.

I think this is related to the other example I had about how I trait-surfed between 2002-2010. *Every* time I reached NPD I skipped over it as the "big-headed guy. I'm not that guy." I recall hearing the term applied to me in some context long ago, I couldn't even make that connection ("hmm... I've heard this before. Maybe I should give it a look just to be sure."). Those two ships would never meet.

I've said before that it took a wrecking ball passing through me. Maybe that's another house analogy.

Here's another 30, making a total of 61 in this thread. I probably have another 30 in me and will slow down soon. (Anyone is free to use anything they see.).

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Give me one more chance / and you'll be satisfied / Give me two more chances / you won't be denied / Well my heart is where it's always been / My head is somewhere in between / Give me one more chance / Let me be your lover tonight (U2, Even Better Than The Real Thing)



Link Wray and his Wraymen, Rumble — Banned in several radio markets as a musical instigator of teen trouble, the attempted suppression of this lyric-less song likely contributed to its success



If you look to your left ladies and gentlemen, the view is not very inspiring. Ahhh, but if you look to your right.... (Beatles, Flying)



I'll carry your world / Carry your world, and all your hurt (Coldplay, Atlas)



Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Brass, A Taste Of Honey



Turning in circles, been caught in a stasis / The ancient arrival cut to the end / I'd like to be taken apart from the inside / Then spit through the cycle right to the end (Deftones, Tempest)


Alternate:
Switch back to your time / Just go ahead / Now try and taste it / I know it should be ripe / Thrust / Ahead (ibid.)


But baby... I'm for real / I'm as real as real can get / If what you're looking for is real loving / Then what you see is what you get (Dramatics, Whatcha See Is Whatcha Get)

Two-part avatar:


Part 1: Good times for a change / See, the luck I've had can make a good man turn bad / So please, please, please / let me, let me, let me / Let me get what I want / this time (The Smiths – Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want)



Part 2: She'll be my mirror / Reflect what I am / A loser and a winner / The King of Siam / and my Siamese twin / Alone on the river / Mirror kisses / mirror kisses (Echo And The Bunneymen, Lips Like Sugar)




Eight miles high / and when you touch down / You'll find that it's stranger than known (The Byrds, Eight Miles High)



Throw down your truth and check your weapons / Don't look to see if you're alone / Just stand your ground / and don't turn around—whatever happens / Don't ask directions / The next voice you hear will be your own (Jackson Browne, The Next Voice You Hear)



We were talking about the space between us all / And the people who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion / Never glimpse the truth / then it’s far too late / when they pass away (Beatles, Within You Without You)



All I can say / is that my life is pretty plain / I like watchin' the puddles gather rain / And all I can do / is just pour some tea for two / and speak my point of view / But it's not sane—it's not sane (Blind Melon, No Rain)



Who dries your eyes as you cry real tears? / Who knows or cares what an imitation is? / (Only you do) (Elvis Costello, Tear Off Your Own Head (It's A Doll Revolution))



I wish I would've met you / Now it's a little late / What you could've taught me / I could've saved some face (Filter, Hey Man Nice Shot)



If you can see the lights shine in front of me... / If you can see the lights, shout out where you'll be / I'm in a broken dream, I stare out into space (Simple Minds, See The Lights)



When I first met you—didn't realize / I can't forget you, nor your surprise / You introduced me to my mind / and left me wanting you and your kind (Black Sabbath, Sweet Leaf)



When your bird is broken / will it bring you down? / You may be awoken / I'll be 'round, I'll be 'round (Beatles, And Your Bird Can Sing)

Two-part avatar:


Student: Who are the ones who do good?
Ch'an Master: Those who wear shackles and chains.
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Student: Who are the ones who do evil?
Ch'an Master: Those who practice Ch'an and meditate. (Hsing Yun's "Ch'an Talk," Book 1)
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[To be continued...]



[Continued...]
.The trick is to be Zen about it. Winning is sometimes not the prize.—Jane Fonda




If you can imagine this: The whole world sharing one big kiss / These are thoughts all through my brain, that I daydream everyday / That I'm alive and well, right now, I'm alive, I'm feeling... / Well, it's my life to live my way, so I'll keep daydreaming away... (Tesla, Caught Up In A Dream)



Ask him his dream / What does it mean? / He wouldn't know / "Can't be like the rest" / Is the most he'll confess / But the time's running out / And there's no happiness
(Curtis Mayfield, Superfly)



Waking up to kingdom come (but it is) / With my gift for everyone (but it is) / I am the last of the natural ones (here I am) / Let yourself go and have some fun (yea right) (Brian Jonestown Massacre, Servo)



Detritus, the pieces that are left when something breaks, falls apart, is destroyed, etc. A product of disintegration, destruction, or wearing away (debris, fragments). Related to detriment (damage, loss), from the Latin root for attrition (sapping) and trite (worn out, overused).



We've come a long, long way together / Through the hard times and the good (Fatboy Slim, Praise You)



Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, Lord / They don't have anywhere to go, wandering around from door to door / Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead, Lord
(Eric Clapton, Motherless Children)



You can show me what is real / Really free / Let me take you down to the place I'm going / More than treasures found / It's just in knowing you / But it's getting late / I must be going (Brian Jonestown Massacre, Whoever You Are)



One can have a dream, baby / (Two can make that dream sooo real) —
Marvin Gaye, It Takes Two



It ain't pretty / after the show / It ain't pretty when the pretty leaves you / with no place to go (INXS, Pretty Vegas)


Alternate:
The party's over and the road is long / The party's over and we're moving on (ibid.)


I've been trying to find what's heavy / that's been messing up my mind / I think I found the answer / 'cause it was right there all the time (The Staple Singers, Heavy Makes You Happy (Sha-Na-Boom-Boom))