The Distinct and Inconsistent Reality of a Dream
I think the vivacity of dreams is a shifting ground of dream experiences not easily compared. The peculiarities of my own development must be a critical factor. I have a knack for imagining situations through models but have a poor memory of my chronology. I know people who can recall small details of their early life and the order in which events occurred. For me, it is all a shuffled deck of flash cards with few names attached.
With these differences in mind, it is interesting how we can refer to our dreaming as shared experience. Poetry and literature refer to the activity in ways that prompt recognition of the way it creates its own logic and physics. But it is no simple thing. The tension between the awakened and dreamt events emerges in different ways.
Rilke uses the gap to uncover what escapes perception without guidance:
As if escaping the creatures of a dream
engendered in the throes of anguish
the next day rises; so the vaulting ribs
spring from the tangled capital.
and leave that chaos of densely intertwined,
mysteriously winged creations:
their hesitance and the suddenness of the heads
and those strong leaves, whose sap
mounts like rising anger, finally spilling over
in a quick gesture that clenches
and thrusts out----: driving everything up
that always with darkness coldly
falls back again, like rain bearing worry
to keep this old growth alive. — Rilke, The Capital, translated by Edward Snow
In
The Trial, by Kafka, the gap is seemingly infinite. All the particular struggles K takes on to defend himself do not reach up to a higher order of judgement where the "real" gets on. It seems to me that a lot of dreams are like that. We are dropped into a maze from which to escape but the design is changed when we start figuring some of it out.
If both sides of gap are necessary for either one to appear, then the question changes. I think of Borges in
Borges and I which starts with:
The other one, the one called Borges, is the one things happen to. — Borges
and ends with:
I do not know which of us has written this page. — ibid.