June 20, 1989
The only thing I remember is very strange, and concerns my afternoon nap back at home.
Apparently I dreamed everything.
Yes, every person I ever knew in my entire life was in the dream, and they each in fact functioned with the same principle as a mirror, yet in a manner which is entirely alien to actual 2-dimensional reflective surfaces.
Somehow, in the dream, everyone I ever knew was assembled together in one abstract grouping through which I myself went through, engaged in a certain process with every individual. The process was as follows:
1) I showed them myself, i.e, as a full-length body mirror. But I showed them all of myself: my entire history of experience, every facet I had undergone since the moment of my conception. When this performance was concluded, and they in fact had a complete, clear picture of what and who I was, the result was startling: I saw myself in them. Just as if they were in fact mirrors.
2) Each time I saw myself was not enough, however, to complete the reflected picture of myself. Just as looking in an actual flat mirror is but a fraction of a dimension of the experience of looking into one of these 'person-mirrors', looking into only one of these personmirrors was but a fraction of a dimension of seeing the whole, entire, complete reflection: To see that, I had to seek, find and look into every individual I had ever encountered in my entire life.
Thus I spent seven hours dreaming this. I did it methodically, accurately and totally.
Each time I showed a person my entire self I saw my reflection in him, and each time this happened I glimpsed just a little more of my own true complete reflection.
3) At the end of six hours I had attained a true complete and total reflection of my true complete and total self.
I recall realizing that in fact the only reason I continued sleeping late into the afternoon (instead of getting up and interacting with the day) was specifically to fulfill this dream I was having of seeing myself reflected in the mirror of everyone I had ever met.
This is the only time I know of in which I actually, purposefully and with awareness completed actions while I slept.
I suppose the mirror portrait which I should have been left with remains a dream-portrait of myself, for I cannot recall it and besides am quite certain it remains in dreamstate.
The only thing I remember is very strange, and concerns my afternoon nap back at home.
Apparently I dreamed everything.
Yes, every person I ever knew in my entire life was in the dream, and they each in fact functioned with the same principle as a mirror, yet in a manner which is entirely alien to actual 2-dimensional reflective surfaces.
Somehow, in the dream, everyone I ever knew was assembled together in one abstract grouping through which I myself went through, engaged in a certain process with every individual. The process was as follows:
1) I showed them myself, i.e, as a full-length body mirror. But I showed them all of myself: my entire history of experience, every facet I had undergone since the moment of my conception. When this performance was concluded, and they in fact had a complete, clear picture of what and who I was, the result was startling: I saw myself in them. Just as if they were in fact mirrors.
2) Each time I saw myself was not enough, however, to complete the reflected picture of myself. Just as looking in an actual flat mirror is but a fraction of a dimension of the experience of looking into one of these 'person-mirrors', looking into only one of these personmirrors was but a fraction of a dimension of seeing the whole, entire, complete reflection: To see that, I had to seek, find and look into every individual I had ever encountered in my entire life.
Thus I spent seven hours dreaming this. I did it methodically, accurately and totally.
Each time I showed a person my entire self I saw my reflection in him, and each time this happened I glimpsed just a little more of my own true complete reflection.
3) At the end of six hours I had attained a true complete and total reflection of my true complete and total self.
I recall realizing that in fact the only reason I continued sleeping late into the afternoon (instead of getting up and interacting with the day) was specifically to fulfill this dream I was having of seeing myself reflected in the mirror of everyone I had ever met.
This is the only time I know of in which I actually, purposefully and with awareness completed actions while I slept.
I suppose the mirror portrait which I should have been left with remains a dream-portrait of myself, for I cannot recall it and besides am quite certain it remains in dreamstate.
