Such a great Universe

This is really what i just wanted to avoid.

Every single time i allow my soul to let itself go, I am wrong. I am like a very famous bird, the phoenix, but i don' t want to be burnt again, because I’ve started seeing tons of wounds all over my body and even if they are scars by now, there is always a breeze which teases them and they hurt like hell.

I feel so small, like a lonely planet, which cannot even trust its satellites. I don't have any stars around and this makes me so sad and defeated, since stars keep me in good company- they can light my nights and they watch me as I fall asleep, blinking from above. I want to get back to my primal essence, all the things which made me smile in my short past.

I don't want to be emotionally exploited; I just want to be loved as I am, no need to tie myself down, I want to be free to give and to receive and to make my stars enjoy their promenade along the universe, so they won't feel alone and will keep on hugging me from above...

Assessment task 1

A short story

Once upon a time,

there was a never-read story. It dealt with the silence of a mother and the imperceptible shout of her son. She never realized how much love he felt for her. Sure, he was blind, and dumb: a sweet heritage which made him stronger than all the other people in the world.

She had never heard her son’s voice, but she used to talk to him, at every single moment of the day, to make him acquainted with the sounds of the world. Especially during the night, when she used to tell him tales, she felt so proud watching her son’s eyes dancing with delight. In this way, she realized he was happy. And she was happy too.

You won’t know anything about his father, in this story. You will just know that he threw away the choice to live with them, when he knew about his son’s handicap. And he ran away, moving to Colombia. He just sent them a postcard, for his son’s 7 birthday, attaching a box full of cigars. “Take care of everything. John”. The most pathetic postcard they had ever received.

The mother worked really hard during the years to pay for her son’s “Braille” lessons. She worked night and day in an iron factory, just to let her son’s fingers flow across the papers. And she was able to discover such a great happiness, in the sweet eyes of her son. After five years of lessons, he was able to write stories, he loved writing stories and his mother was so proud of him.

She left the earth during the Thanksgiving Day in 1979. From that point on of his life, the son started writing everything concerned with the beauty of life, becoming one of the most important writers of his country, ending all his books with this sentence: “Thank you, mum, to have tought me how to see life”.

He felt alone. He felt like a child, without his favourite toy. He felt like the sea without his marvellous waves. This is why he decided to start writing a never-read story. A story that deals with the silence of a mother and the imperceptible shout of her son.

And how much love he felt for her.

D.D.

The perfect human - Jorgen Leth

Onironautica

A lucid dream is a dream in which the sleeper is aware that he or she is dreaming. When the dreamer is lucid, he or she can actively participate in and often manipulate the imaginary experiences in the dream environment. Lucid dreams can seem extremely real and vivid depending on a person's level of self-awareness during the lucid dream.

The term was coined by the Dutch Psychiatrist and writer Frederik van Eeden (1860-1932).

A lucid dream can begin in one of three ways. A dream-initiated lucid dream (DILD) starts as a normal dream, and the dreamer eventually concludes that he or she is dreaming, while a wake-initiated lucid dream (WILD) occurs when the dreamer goes from a normal waking state directly into a dream state with no apparent lapse in consciousness. A mnemonic-initiated lucid dream (MILD) can happen when the dreamer intentionally affirms to himself or herself that he or she will become lucid during the upcoming sleep. Reaching lucidity can sometimes occur due to dream-signs or spontaneously upon remembrance.

Lucid dreaming has been researched scientifically, and its existence is well established. Scientists such as Allan Hobson, with his neurophysiological approach to dream research, have helped to push the understanding of lucid dreaming into a less speculative realm.

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