Do we dream less as we get older?

Nick Drake “Riverman” youtu.be/idcaRTg4-fM
Tim Buckley “Song to the Siren” youtu.be/b49YfsjXw5E

What’s frustrating here is that even given internet searches attempts to understand the dreams of those who have never seen the world yields, well, practically nothing. Google “dreams described by those born blind from birth” and you get this: google.com/search?q=dreams+ … VkQ4dUDCBI

And while Maia made the attempt to explain her dreams to me, what would interest me is the descriptions of many others who are also blind from birth. How would they describe their dreams? Might not someone finally put into words a description that begins to make such dreams more effable to me?

In part because I have never really thought about congenital blindness before…and yet it fits into how I construe human identity as rooted in all of the existential variables that predispose us to think about the world around us as unique, one of a kind individuals.

And in part because dreams themselves have always fascinated me. The way they fit into my understanding of determinism, the way they connect the conscious world to our subconscious/unconscious reactions to it. How dreams can even exist at all.

So basically it is dreams themselves that I will explore on this thread.

Silly Wizard “If I was a Blackbird” youtu.be/D5okd4hbwh8
Crash Test Dummies “Superman’s Song” youtu.be/2VuZqi6EWa8

If you can think of any precise and specific questions about how I dream, or indeed about anything else to do with perceptions, then I’m more than happy to try and answer.

What I don’t want to do is keep going over the same old ground. Boring is the very last thing I want to be!

I don’t think of it as an exchange of questions and answers. In regard to dreaming, the gap between those sighted from birth and those blind from birth may well be too wide for that sort of thing.

Instead, from my frame of mind, it seems it can only come down to those sighted like me hearing as many different descriptions of the dreams experienced by those blind from birth as possible. Different people attempting to communicate their own dreams to the extent that it is possible given the only thing that is available to us here: a “world of words”.

That you saw it this way does not mean that I saw it this way. That you were bored does not mean that I was bored.

But that’s how these things work for me given the manner in which I construe a “sense of self” here as the existential embodiment of dasein.

Therefore if I can sustain an exchange about dreams with others blind from birth, they might not become bored at all.

But, as I noted above, where to go [online] to find them?

I didn’t say I was bored. I said I was concerned about being boring. I am, however, very busy.

I’ve already described a number of my dreams for you, but I don’t remember taking part in any meaningful exchange about them.

So good luck with finding someone else to do what you want.

Again, given that we don’t have access to that amazing contraption that would allow us to understand our exchange from the other’s frame of mind, we can only agree to disagree as to why it was abandoned.

I think that it revolved more around how I make people uncomfortable given the manner in which my “fractured and fragmented” understanding of the world around me begins to sink into their own frame of mind. But that’s based only on my many actual experiences in relating that to others.

And a meaningful exchange about dreams was only possible to the extent that we pursued it by way accumulating many, many descriptions of many, many dreams.

And I am not intent on finding others to do what I want, but on finding those who respect my own boundless curiosity about this mind-boggling existence in much the same manner that I respect theirs.

The rest, as always, is buried in dasein.

I told you exactly why I decided to abandon this public thread, and switch to a more informal and, above all, private discussion by email, which I would have much preferred. But all you did is accuse me, effectively, of dishonesty. And by continuing to assume it was because of your “undersanding of the world” (or whatever), you’re still doing it now.

Since I’m working this evening, that is where I have to leave it. I don’t think there’s anything more to say, anyway.

Again, it’s just a fact of life [from my frame of mind] that we can only go so far in understanding each other in regard to discussions this inherently subjunctive. I could only react introspectively as I did given my own understanding of what was anything but a boring or repetitive exchange. I thought we were examining many aspects of our lives in a refreshingly honest and probing manner. Your own enthusiasm was certainly evident to me. Then it was like you…shut down. All I was left with was speculation. I still have no clue as to what you meant by a “natural conclusion”. It seemed anything but that to me.

And I would certainly be curious about the part where you thought that I was accusing you of dishonesty. Over and again I made it abundantly clear that I was drawn to your extremely articulate assessment of yourself in the world around you.

And when I responded to you by email, well, you shut that down to.

On the other hand, as we both seem to agree, people are strange. Especially people like us I suppose.

I made it very clear that I wanted to continue our discussion by email, and that my reason for abandoning this thread had nothing to do with you. But in response, you said that you didn’t believe me. To quote you:

+++But, in all honesty, I suspect otherwise.+++

And that’s why I didn’t email you again. I will not be accused of dishonesty.

If you took this to be an accusation, then, of course, I apologize. But it was never my intention to accuse you of anything. I was merely noting that “in all honesty” given my own genuine, introspective reaction to what you were telling me, there may well have been reasons that you yourself were not fully cognizant of. Again, based on my many experiences in the past opening up to others regarding the rather grim manner in which I construe value judgments, spirituality and purpose in life in what I have thought myself into believing is an essentially meaningless existence.

In fact I readily acknowledge this is in turn a common reaction I have to my own reasons. It is simply how I have come to think about “I” from within the turbulence of a profoundly problematic, drawn and quartered perspective.

Also, as I mentioned in the email, I was disappointed because from my frame of mind, I was sustaining a “virtual friendship” with you. And that seemed to be crumbling. But this won’t make sense to many because they don’t live in a world as imploded as mine. Sure, as I noted, I enjoy the life I live tremendously. But over the years all of my many “real world” friendships have collapsed. I don’t have that sort of connection with others anymore. And I thought perhaps I might have it with you.

But, for sure, you can only react as openly and honestly as you do in turn. It’s just the way it turned out.

Unfortunately, these particularly complex interactions often involve factors that are simply “beyond our control”.

Ok, apology accepted then.

But it’s clear, from your reaction, and what you’ve said above, that you expected something more from me. Which I’m not in a position to give.

What Dreams Are Like When You’re Blind
By Cari Romm
In New York magazine

I can only think back on the many times I have attempted to narrate my dreams to others. Yes, from time to time, sounds and smells and tastes were part of the experience. But mostly it was the things that I saw – objects and people interacting – that comprised the bulk of the description. So, when Maia created this thread, that’s the first thing that popped into my own prejudiced/ignorant head: she was blind from birth. So, how in the world can she dream at all?

It is still difficult for me to grapple with this. The closest I can come to imagining how I might understand it is to imagine that I am put into a room with objects, sounds, smells etc., that I am totally unfamiliar with. And where, blindfolded for days on end, I can only absorb the experience through my other senses. Eventually I am going to find this experience itself popping up in my dreams. But, still, having been sighted for decades it can be no where near the experience of those who have never seen a single solitary thing…ever.

First, the technical, biological parts. The really, really mysterious parts where somehow the brain, as though having a mind all its own, figures out itself what to do.

From God? From nature? From the “laws of matter”?

So the part where the brain just “takes over” and draws on [by drawing out] all the other senses. The part that for me gets all tangled up in “metaphysical” speculation about determinism and free will.

Again, the sheer mind-boggling mystery of it all.

I’m sorry – truly sorry – to hear that.

But as I noted in our email exchange if you ever come upon an experience that you would like to share with me…an experience that you feel is not repetitive…please do.

And to the extent that you genuinely feel that I “expected something more from you”, that was certainly not how I construed our exchange. But I can only connect the dots between myself and others as openly and honestly as things genuinely seem to me.

And the more I reveal about myself – “I” as a fractured and fragmented existential contraption rooted in dasein – the more people pull back. It’s just not something they want to believe could ever be apllicable to themselves.

And, again, all those things that are simply “beyond my control”.

Joni Mitchell “Amelia” youtu.be/gcTDoi9JQiY
Peter Murphy “Marlene Dietrich’s Favourite Poem” youtu.be/ZaE7u0g-0qg

What Dreams Are Like When You’re Blind
By Cari Romm
In New York magazine

There’s a part of me that reacts, “Yeah, I think I know what he means”. But another part – the bigger part – still has no real sense of how a dream like that would be experienced. My brain is just too engrained in connecting all of the others senses to the world as I see it.

Sure, if it was a dream that revolved almost entirely around me listening to music, sound would predominate. In fact I’ve had dreams where my brain actually created songs I had never heard. I’d wake up thinking, “what a great song!”

Again, the mind-boggling mystery of dreaming itself.

Or a dream where I am preparing a meal in the kitchen, smells would predominate. But the bulk of my dreams are rarely of that nature. And I can only assume that if I did lose my sight, eventually my dreams would catch up with this new reality. Then I might get a little closer to dreams in which the visual was just not a significant factor.

In other words, we are all basically the same…until we’re not. We all experience content and emotion in the waking world so we all experience the same in our dreams. And then, it seems, it can only come down to the gaps between us rooted either in our sense perceptions [from birth or otherwise] or in the thing that most fascinates me: the embodiment of dasein.

The content and emotion in your life…in your dreams. The content and emotion in my life…in my dreams. And then figuring out the least dysfunctional manner in which to communicate it. Which, as this thread seems to indicate, is often easier said than done.

Steve Miller Band “Journey To Eden” youtu.be/xJALQcCHuF0
Steve Miller Band “Song For Our Ancestors” youtu.be/Lw27fX-NYck

What Dreams Are Like When You’re Blind
By Cari Romm
In New York magazine

All this of course will probably be understood by most as just commonsense. Yes, this is exactly what one would expect, right? But: the more ineffable aspects would seem to revolve instead around the manner in which those blind from birth expereince the other four senses in a heightened manner…or in a qualitatively different way. It’s one thing to hear, touch, smell and taste when you do have vision to connect them to the world around you. But what if you don’t? How does that impact your understanding the world in ways that you don’t even think about consciously?

Here we are able to grasp just how futile it can become to discuss this without taking into consideration that there are so many different contexts that any particular blind person might be embedded in. Still, it’s no less fascinating to imagine how dreams change over time the longer that someone who was once sighted has been blind.

Just as it is telling how, blind or sighted, your dreams are going to change given any number of abrupt or momentous changes in the life that you live. It’s not like anyone can pin down how we ought to dream. Even if the dreams themselves are in so many mysterious ways beyond out control.

Dreams are no less rooted subjectively in dasein. Thus to the extent that those like Freud or Jung or others fail to take that into account in regard to either blind or sighted people is the extent to which they are failing to grasp what can play a crucial role in interpreting them.

And then the dreams of those who are deaf: lingvano.com/asl/blog/how-d … ple-dream/

Which is why, as I noted to Maia, it would be fascinating to listen in on a discussion between those who were blind from birth and those who were deaf from birth discussing things like dreams. How they might connect and how they might not. Then the part where the discussion shifted to the dreams of those were not born either blind or deaf. What could or could not be shared here.

Then the dreams of those like Helen Keller. Which I will explore if it’s out there.

I’m sorry but I’m finding all this a little bit creepy and obsessive. I offered to answer any questions that you have, but you told me that you didn’t have any.

That’s fine, of course, but why keep posting links to songs, or links to articles about blindness?