Dreaming the World into Being: the Role of Story

We live in a state of fabricated reality. But this itself should not be shocking. We are beings made of stories: before we are born, we are story, and once we are born, everything that came before us is story also. When we die we return to potential and imagination, and our lives will be described in stories only.

All history is but a story. In fact, all that you do not personally experience in the present moment is also pure story.

But what of the present moment? Is it the truth, the only truth? Well, the fact is that reality is explained to us by our senses, which interpret reality rather than letting us face it directly. The only direct experience of anything, I maintain, lies in our sense of potential. We truly sense potential like we see light, except we sense it directly, without a need for a sensory organ like an eye that mitigates our experience.

We call this direct sense of potential imagination. Consider it! When we imagine possibilities, we sense they are indeed possible in some way, under some circumstance. While some people might have a better range of imagination than others, there is no denying that all we imagine is possible IS possible. Really, anything can happen, because maybe there is really a Deity that can make it happen, or maybe there is really no strict laws of nature, so there’s room for the seemingly impossible. Even physicists have to concede that if the universe is infinite, or if there are infinite alternate universes, then everything we imagine can and DOES happen somewhere within it.

Meanwhile when we see something with our eyes we have to question, as Descartes did, whether our eyes and nerves and brain have interpreted the information correctly. That’s why we can easily be fooled by optical illusions. Also, we don’t know for sure that we are not in fact dreaming the “waking” world.

It is, in fact, possible that we are merely dreaming reality. It is possible that we dream the world into existence. We already know this is true. We come from imagination and dreams and stories. We return to stories when we die.

Of course, nothing is purely “real” or purely “false”. The same goes for absolutes like black and white. Nothing is pure white — surely some pixel, some spot, some dullness, some defect or some other attribute keeps it from being absolute white. It is the same with black! It is the same with all absolutes: truth or falseness, goodness or evil, joy or sadness, absolute zero (temperature) or infinite energy.

These absolutes exist in the same way that both light waves and photons exist at once. What is a wave and what is a particle?? They are physical absolutes. Particles, after all, are truly identical and interchangeable with each other — thus they have no defects or attributes that keep them from being an “absolute particle.”

Everything and nothing are also absolutes. Why does something exist instead of nothing, instead of everything?

I submit that absolutes do exist, however, in a way. I submit that the appearance of “something” is the interplay between everything and nothing existing simultaneously. The interplay of both particles and waves existing simultaneously creates the physical reality. The interplay of both zero-point energy and absolute zero energy existing simultaneously creates the active reality.

The interplay of both truth and falseness existing simultaneously creates our experience of stories. And I think this lies at the heart of the theory that the media fakes most of its big stories, like 9/11 or Sandy Hook. (See Simon Shack’s Cluesforum:  http://www.cluesforum.info/ )  Not only is there some truth within the lies, but there are people spewing the lies who completely believe them, and thus, aren’t actually lying. Truth is really a funny thing, as evasive as absolute zero.

What we experience as reality is thus not entirely real (an absolute), but the interplay between realness and falseness. In some way we dream the world into being and in some way the world dreams us into being.  Reality is a fabrication and a story that both we and it create.


4 thoughts on “Dreaming the World into Being: the Role of Story

  1. Great post, and I agree with you entirely that truth in itself is a narrative. Reality is subjective and thus subject to change according to personal choice and patterns of thought. You are the only person I have ever met, other than me, who understands that if you can imagine something, then it is possible. The implications and the potential that lie within that realisation are phenomenal. It’s nice to see you again too 🙂 Have a great weekend!

    1. Hi Ishaiya, I was so encouraged by your words, though I’ve been ill and couldn’t form an intelligent reply until now. I have to admit that I’ve been thinking and talking about this concept for a long time but I too haven’t found anyone who readily and completely agrees, let alone anyone who finds it potentially significant. As you say, the implications and the potential are awe-inspiring. Take care and be well, lovely lady 🙂

      1. Kisses and hugs to you beautiful lady, I hope you make a speedy recovery. You are most certainly a kindred spirit, and I’m always pleased to see you and talk to you. It’s inspiring to know that I’m not alone in my thinking. I look forward to further posts from you 🙂

  2. I do have a contention with this idea that reality is purely fabricated by the human mind. I find this human-centric and demeans non-human existence. I would rather put it like this: “Our experience of world (not universe, which is far beyond what we sense anyway) is made by the body’s own existence in their environments as animals, out of which stories come to be.” I think that human stories have a contour that is centred around human living, which cannot be reduced to words.

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