DREAMING DAMION SOUL :THE DREAM OF THE SUFFERING NEGRO
I'm outdoors, on a road construction site. The workers are dirty with sweat.
At the point where the asphalt tape is to be spread is a dark-skinned man, wrapped in a greatcoat. IS'
stretched out on a net resting on liquid asphalt, He holds an iron pole between his feet and moves it as a lever up and down, to make friction.
This is how it must be done to lay the asphalt. That's how he has to do it. It is he who works and the other workers are around looking at him.
This action is terribly tiring and I see his gaze full of pain. His eyes (ah what eyes! ...) speak
of an intolerable fatigue and a burden of pain that only he has to endure.
Stops. He can't take it anymore.
They take him out, with his overcoat covering him.
He looks at me and crosses his eyes that embody suffering
March 4, 2009
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Intersubjective connections by Baldo Lami:
This dream has deeply affected me .. we said about the angel / daimon .. of your / our previous one
underestimation .. and of the being to whom the dream belongs and to which I respond so .. There are works in progress
of a new road .. a new umpteenth channel, a new umpteenth way of connection and communication means
plow the earth ..
The black man in the black coat is pulling the asphalt .. or bitumen of the Judea .. Who is it? ...
Intolerable fatigue and pain ooze from his eyes ("ah what eyes!" Paolo, I saw them too, you showed them to me) .. is
literally exhausted, exhausted, he can't take it anymore .. and here it is .. the daimon collapses! .. Of course, because it's him, he is not there
are doubts .. because it is the daimon that does everything (as also Gabriele basically said, reporting the theme of a
his previous written on volunteering) .. it is he who works, the operator, the teacher and the worker .. for us .. but we where
we are?
This is why his is the work of pain .. and this is why the roads that made the great history of
human civilizations are streets of tears and blood .. But now all the buildable has been built, the harder work, more
heavy, it has been done, all the paths traced .. for better or for worse. Now the moment has come, the time, of the meeting
with the angel .. and it is in the intersection of your eyes that the appointment is inscribed .. so this time that remains is the
time of waiting for the angel .. the new true event in the history of man (if he knows how to grasp it).
DREAMS
Time, in dreams, is elusive, this is how María Zambrano's work, Dreams and Time, suggests to me. I agree with you.
In the dream activity there are in fact pieces of eternity that are consumed in a fraction of a second, and snapshots that
remain suspended over the entire night.
Sometimes I wake up, after having dreamed, and there is no way, I can no longer recompose the bundle of images and chimes,
while the clock goes its own way with time: unchanging, flat, even obvious.
If I want to get back in sync with the usual time I have to force myself to go back to sleep.
Always hoping not to go back to dreaming.
Freud sought in the dream the traces of the desires that culture had removed; Jung, on the other hand, saw them in the dream
anticipations of future developments, which could have renewed the meaning of a life otherwise destined for sterility to paralysis.
As far as I'm concerned, not departing from the psychoanalytic path, I believe that the dream circumscribes a space
unknown and, if I can seek a synthesis between the two authoritative theses, we ourselves move in the dream suspended between two
unknown: the mythical (and forbidden) past of instinctive freedom, and the equally mythical (and utopian) future of the fullness of
sense.
On which of the two "shores" we decide to land I believe that, paradoxically, a lot depends not so much on
unconscious state of dream, but much more than the conscious waking state, of which the preceding one is but the reflection.
DREAMS UNCONSCIOUS
Put your unconscious to work.
The unconscious specializes in finding solutions for the most personal problems.
Trust him and give your rational mind a break.
that does everything (as also Gabriele basically said, reporting the theme of a
his previous written on volunteering) .. it is he who works, the operator, the teacher and the worker .. for us .. but we where
we are?
This is why his is the work of pain .. and this is why the roads that made the great history of
human civilizations are streets of tears and blood .. But now all the buildable has been built, the harder work, more
heavy, it has been done, all the paths traced .. for better or for worse. Now the moment has come, the time, of the meeting
with the angel .. and it is in the intersection of your eyes that the appointment is inscribed .. so this time that remains is the
time of waiting for the angel .. the new true event in the history of man (if he knows how to grasp it).
Time, in dreams, is elusive, this is how María Zambrano's work, Dreams and Time, suggests to me. I agree with you.
In the dream activity there are in fact pieces of eternity that are consumed in a fraction of a second, and snapshots that
remain suspended over the entire night.
Sometimes I wake up, after having dreamed, and there is no way, I can no longer recompose the bundle of images and chimes, while the clock goes its own way with time: unchanging, flat, even obvious.
If I want to get back in sync with the usual time I have to force myself to go back to sleep.
Always hoping not to go back to dreaming.
DREAMS
Freud sought in the dream the traces of the desires that culture had removed; Jung, on the other hand, saw them in the dream
anticipations of future developments, which could have renewed the meaning of a life otherwise destined for sterility e
to paralysis.
As far as I'm concerned, not departing from the psychoanalytic path, I believe that the dream circumscribes a space
unknown and, if I can seek a synthesis between the two authoritative theses, we ourselves move in the dream suspended between two
unknown: the mythical (and forbidden) past of instinctive freedom, and the equally mythical (and utopian) future of the fullness of
sense.
On which of the two "shores" we decide to land I believe that, paradoxically, a lot depends not so much on
unconscious state of dream, but much more than the conscious waking state, of which the preceding one is but the reflection.
DREAMS UNCONSCIOUS
Put your unconscious to work.
The unconscious specializes in finding solutions for the most personal problems.
Trust him and give your rational mind a break.
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