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Those voices |
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MindBodySoul Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 196NJ |
 In my dream I found myself in a box surrounded by voices is it my subconscious talking? paralyzing, the need to say... can't move nor talk... but those voices! warning me not to speak Echoes in my head those voices telling me I shouldn't say my words will not be heard gone with the wind This box is so cold the voices so real need to wake up but is it really a dream? Jen--->MindBodySoul |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
WOW!!! Powerful writing...keep putting your words here and they will be heard...*Big Hugs* |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
My dear Jen, this is soooo beautiful and a truly beautiful and with profound meaning. I truly love this one. have a nice day, Jen. |
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Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
I would never tell my clinician I hear voices, because then they'd lock me up and shoot me up with anti-psychots. Instead it is the thoughts of the inner figures of my mind, talking to each other or to me, that come to me; thoughts rather than voices, except in dreams. In dreams the inner figures emerge personified and may enact dramas that can leave me waking miserable or comforted. It would be hard to prove, but I think we are socialized from the very beginning not to pay attention to the inner world, which we are told is precisely that which is not real. Among the first things everybody learns (after learning to talk) is to: Shut up! And so, after a while, we get the idea, and internalize the injunction to "shut up." I believe this is at the core of what we call "writer's (or even talker's) block." "Don't stare out the window ... stop running your big, stinking mouth you have bad breath you miserable ... ...." Now I am trying to undo some of the damage to the suppression of my creative spirit by care-taker and custodial types who kept telling me to be quiet and do what I was told. ( Can I do that here on Passions?) To do this I employ the imaginal device of listening to the inner muse. When she admonishes me to write, I have no choice but to stop what I am doing and get on this computer. And she will bring me what to say, and I just take down and spell check her dictation. It is this invisible inner figure who stands behind me, giving me her soul, leading me to what is beautiful and good, and imparting to me the animating divine spark of Life. Until a write project is finished, I may not eat, and nothing gets done around the house, or anything. I'm not very bright myself, I just take down dictation. Thus it is that I respond to mind-body-soul from my own mind-body-soul ... Southern Cross |
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