Time and speeding lines of color.

Wow, a second post, this is a personal record. Now what does one write for a second post.

I don't really feel real right now, a minor character in someone else's dream. Although, I think its a good dream. When I woke up this morning only to shut my eyes again I saw the flashing of shapes. Bars of color twisting and fading in complex patterns. This isn't a new experience except its normally blobs of color and its moves a lot slower, this was at a crazy speed. At the same time I felt like I could have floated out of my bed I was so light.

Right now, it seems as if time is meaningless, the world is moving at is normal languid pace only because I want it to, but at the barriers of my mind time wants to take control and move at whichever pace it pleases. At the moment that speed is so fast I would explode if I allowed time to move at such a speed.

It's amazing how little man knows about so many things, yet we pretend as if we understand so much. It's as if we would crumble into piles of dust if we don't know everything. We have such a skeletal understanding of the brain and the workings of the mind, we have yet to gain a firm grasp on dreams and I bet I would get a very minimal and theoretical explanation of the lines of color.

It's funny, because I'm one of those people, who despite knowing I know very little, likes to pretend he knows everything. I do know more useless facts than most people and I like to have an opinion on everything, but there's still so little I truly know or understand.

Whatever, I don't know. I guess I'll just shut my eyes and return to the flashing bars of colors in my mind.