She was a lucid dreamer, one which certain obnoxious new age types use the term oneironaut, literally "dream explorer" in greek, to describe the sort of dream experiences that people like her have. She has lamented to me about what was known in Elizabethan England as "Old Hag Syndrome", where persons describe waking from deep sleep to find that they cannot move and feeling completely terrified to discover an Old Hag sitting on their chest or at the edge of their bed. Incidentally, these symptoms within her seems to imply a mind/body dualism that both my wittgensteinian leanings and general acceptance of the James-Lange theory of emotion tend to reject.
She, at times, suffers from hypnopompic paralysis, a form of sleep paralysis that can occur in the twilighted space between dreaming and waking. hypnopompic paralysis occurs when the mind awakes but the body is still sleeping and unresponsive.
She prides herself on great sex, intimate moments and romanticises everything nasty in the world into something beautiful, indulgently and sometimes unreasonably. She dreams of holidays spent in the Lawrence garden huts, the cruise in Garcia-marquez’ choleric era, the South African safaris in the Coetzee tradition – dreams she will never fulfil, but that never discouraged her from trying. There is in this tradition a heritico-iconoclastic disavowal of the metaphysical which is encoded in metaphysical language. But you do not understand Kafka if you do not understand his works for the beautiful failures that they are. This is the essence of sex qua sex, the absence of ego in the presence of a beautiful failure, driving the phallus like a machine at the vagina walls and coating it in semen as the act collapses on both actors.
She privileges sexual desire and even friendship over jealousy within a hierarchy of "good" and "bad" emotions in a ludicrous and ostentatious manner, and attempts to rationalize away the validity of such "negative" emotions (vanity, hate, envy, anger), as crypto-catholic-ally as the polyamory community accuses advocates of monogamy of being.
She now resides in the Void, away from my life and conscious mind, and eats on plain air and drinks inky black liquid.
She is still dreaming
She, at times, suffers from hypnopompic paralysis, a form of sleep paralysis that can occur in the twilighted space between dreaming and waking. hypnopompic paralysis occurs when the mind awakes but the body is still sleeping and unresponsive.
She prides herself on great sex, intimate moments and romanticises everything nasty in the world into something beautiful, indulgently and sometimes unreasonably. She dreams of holidays spent in the Lawrence garden huts, the cruise in Garcia-marquez’ choleric era, the South African safaris in the Coetzee tradition – dreams she will never fulfil, but that never discouraged her from trying. There is in this tradition a heritico-iconoclastic disavowal of the metaphysical which is encoded in metaphysical language. But you do not understand Kafka if you do not understand his works for the beautiful failures that they are. This is the essence of sex qua sex, the absence of ego in the presence of a beautiful failure, driving the phallus like a machine at the vagina walls and coating it in semen as the act collapses on both actors.
She privileges sexual desire and even friendship over jealousy within a hierarchy of "good" and "bad" emotions in a ludicrous and ostentatious manner, and attempts to rationalize away the validity of such "negative" emotions (vanity, hate, envy, anger), as crypto-catholic-ally as the polyamory community accuses advocates of monogamy of being.
She now resides in the Void, away from my life and conscious mind, and eats on plain air and drinks inky black liquid.
She is still dreaming
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