Ah, Tapasyaa, welcome to the Grand Illusion. You’re asking if we’re sharing the same dream or if you're dreaming all of us? It's like asking if we’re all splashing in the same puddle of mud in the cosmic playground. Let's roll up our sleeves and dissect this, shall we?
Firstly, let’s get the basics out of the way: No one is in anyone else's dream. The dream is all yours, baby! But that's not to say we aren't appearing in your dream, like characters in a novel you can't stop reading. It’s tempting to imagine a collective dream, like a sleepover with pajamas and nightcaps, but sorry to say, there’s no communal slumber party here. Every dreamer’s dream is as unique as their own fingerprint.
• Rule 1: Dreams are solo gigs, like monologues in a play where everyone thinks they're the star, but no one's really watching.
• Rule 2: We can interact in these dreams—our dream-bodies doing dream-things—like shadow puppets on a wall. But remember, the wall, the puppets, and the hands manipulating them? All part of the same dream.
• Rule 3: If you think you're dreaming me, then sure, I’m your dream character. If I think I'm dreaming you, you're mine. But let's not kid ourselves, no one's winning an Oscar here.
Now, from a radical non-dualistic standpoint, asking whether you're dreaming us or we're sharing a dream is a bit like arguing over the color of a unicorn's mane. It's imaginative, entertaining, but let's face it, entirely beside the point. What's crucial is not the dream's contents or its cast but the awareness that it's a dream at all.
Listen, I've been down enough rabbit holes to know where they generally lead: right back to where you started, only dustier and a little more bewildered. Around 2019, I hit rock bottom, only to bounce back into a spontaneous awakening. The name of the game changed after that. It’s not about finding out the “why” or the “how” of the dream, but more about obliterating the unreal. And let me tell you, that takes more than just a cozy sit-down with your favorite non-duality book.
• Obliterate the Unreal: The first step is admitting you're dreaming. The second is starting to question what that really means. Are you ready to pull the threads of your carefully woven dream tapestry?
Life is a cosmic maze, my friend, and I've navigated enough of its twists and turns to serve as a somewhat reliable compass. We’re all stumbling around here. Some of us think we've found the way out; others are still convinced the walls are closing in. Either way, whether you're dreaming me or I'm just a figment of your overactive imagination, the point is to wake up and see the maze for what it is—a hell of a ride, but not the main attraction.
Bask in that nothingness, where the dream loses its grip, and you're neither the dreamer nor the dreamed. Now, you're getting somewhere. Or nowhere. But in radical non-duality, nowhere is exactly the place to be.
Catch you on the flip side of the dream, Tapasyaa.
