Primarily a writing exercise, this dream journal-inspired blog is a quiet introspective sojourn into the process that we traverse in going from private dream to public art. I see our dreaming as an internalized mythmaking. As I philosophize and expressively exhibit dreams, both private and public, I encourage and delight in creative language as a way to practice experiential metaphors through a “public dreaming." Writing Theory: Creative Dream Fiction

Saturday, 5 May 2012

A Dream To Write What Matters

 Akashi Gidayu (writing his death poem before committing Seppuku) by Yoshitoshi Tsukioka c. 1890

My dream has been to craft writing that matters. I am motivated by a need to emphasize the direct spontaneity of mind as, in essence, a creative intuition, where through honing a creative craft, significance is placed on the world uniquely and honestly, without narrow frames of reference. I am interested in the whole being, including one's dreams which only reveal themselves in one's most private, trusted, spirit-bound state: sleep, or intoxication in a poetry which reflects the true, unadulterated nature of mind. 

Read my recent publication at ditch, the poetry that matters
Sitting around a table at a cozy bookshop, I am unaware as to my true motivation and internally neglect my immediate surroundings. I sit around a group of people with small, cottage industry books, with handmade paper and designs painted right on. They are of all sizes and degrees of detail, mostly amateurish, though charming. Many sneer at me as I handle five-stacked copies of magazine. People begin reading. As I listen, I inwardly revolt. “I can’t read with these people,” I think. As my turn comes, I feel exceedingly confident, and begin reading my piece to great delight. The second piece I read starts with a Latin phrase, including “spiritus” and other recognizable Latin terms. A man scoffs at me from across the table. Other people feel lessened by my proud nature, stifling their humiliated travails with my officialdom. I receive no congratulations. Forget community inspiration.
Book Store
"To visit a book store in your dream, foretells you will be filled with literary aspirations, which will interfere with your other works and labors." (iDream)
Controlled by the mind of unborn dreaming
as our mundane praise sickens the grieving

erasure of a loveless burden

"for the intensity of an aspiring fear?
towards the weird?"

linguistic tribes
pour over their bandaged fingers of torrent
for one emotional quake
To the nervous body of tradition
tortured by the hours of sitting

in tragic rooms
oblivious to all the news in the world

of gross and entombed friendships
with the eternally dead


To writing possibilities in the voice
of a suicidal mage

Thanking the lessons of the flesh
in an impoverished state

- excerpt from "a message for the few"

1 comment:

  1. "Thanking the lessons of the flesh
    in an impoverished state"

    It's all there in that line, the dream, the sadness, the longing, the failure, the misperception, the glory...