I was thinking today as I ate my breakfast, or maybe it was lunch, at any rate it was my first meal of the day, that people always talk about dreams as something desirable beyond all else. It goes without saying that if you have “realized a dream” in some way, you’ve accomplished or achieved something truly remarkable, at least according to your own standards. It’s like “What’s better than a dream?”… I’m just saying in the world of today, of America, of the 21st Century, I don’t know what, it’s just… universally accepted that if you have “made a dream come true,” there really is nothing left to seek after, am I right? A dream is the embodiment of the highest accomplishment a human being can hope for is it not? Maybe… Maybe not. At least, in the America I grew up in, it was pretty f—ing important.

But… at breakfast, or lunch, or whatever it was today, I realized something. I realized that, at their core, dreams… don’t make any sense. That’s a fundamentally defining characteristic of all dreams is it not? And so what can one conclude from that? Well, I would say that, basically, most people’s highest aspirations consist of seeking to realize or achieve something (a dream) that doesn’t make any sense.

People talk about “following your dreams” do they not? And if we can all agree that, almost across the board, dreams are inherently nonsensical things, then everyone advocating the idea of “following your dreams” is, by extension, advocating “following something that doesn’t make any sense.”

I’ve heard that lucid dreams can sometimes be less bizarre and nonsensical than regular dreams but that’s neither here nor there really since most people don’t know anything about lucid dreams.

I guess something deep down in me really takes issue with the idea of devoting so much time and energy to something that fundamentally has no order and no reason. It’s almost as if we revere dreams as something with a logic and sensibility all their own that we could never hope to understand, making the pursuit of them inherently worthwhile. Maybe its a zero-sum thing: like, well if you’re not going after your dreams, you’re going to wind up in your nightmares so it doesn’t really matter if they make sense or not because they’re better than nightmares.

On the other hand, isn’t regular life also more or less nonsensical? Maybe we just ascribe meaning and order to things that essentially don’t have any and thereby convince ourselves that dreams are mostly nonsense while life more or less makes sense. I can say from personal experience that I’ve always considered life to be kind of nuts, like not much different from a strange dream.

That’s more or less all I’ve got to say about it. I just wanted to share this revelation… that many people spend most of their lives pursuing things that… are totally bizarre and absurd.