Dreamers Make Reality
Recall from my short essay, Reality Boring?, the importance of the imagination in shaping our reality. Keeping that in mind, consider the following.
I have always seen the restrictions of space and time as annoyingly arbitrary. I can travel to other worlds in my sleep. Not being able to do it just as easily while awake has always seemed grossly restrictive to me.
I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels this way. If you think back, you’ll soon realize we as a species have a habit of making the impossible part of our common reality.
That gives me shivery ideas.
I remember a story about a bored man man who dreamt of wonders to be found in a fantastic other world. Always in the dream, he found this world by going through a small green door.
The dream consumed his waking thoughts.
At the end of the story, his body washes up on the shore of a river downstream from a constructions site. Police think he committed suicide because they found his car parked next to a small door in a plywood barrier. In the dim light of evening, it looked vaguely green.
My short story, The Green Lane, follows a man who makes a similar journey.
The lesson the story ostensibly teaches is about the dangers of obsession and not keeping focused on the ‘real’ world.
I know better.
For there is another story, you see, about a man obsessed with a dream who ended up the King of Celephaïs in the valley of Ooth-Nargai by the shores of the Cerenerian Sea, though his body was also found dead. (vide, H. P. Lovecraft’s Dreamlands stories.)
According to modern physics, such doors joining distant places to one another, can be made. Colloquially, they’re called wormholes and most people think them thoroughly impossible or at least unlikely.
But the multiverse has shown us that anything that can happen does. Truth is, the making of such doors is purely a matter of engineering (vide infra).
