Where Admission Is A Dream
I have a question: could Synesthesia be a form of dreaming when awake? I think
of synesthesia and dreaming as fraternal twins who swim in the same sea
of memory. At the very least, they exchange fluids filled with imagery
on a regular basis. I straddle states of consciousness, each foot
on a different tectonic plate of being. And arms
akimbo, I stay balanced, and learn best from a sidelong glance. I suspect it felt the same for earliest man.
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