Let's suppose that you were able every night to dream any dream you wanted to dream and you would naturally as you begin on this adventure of dreams you would fulfill all your wishes.
You would have every kind of pleasure you see and after several nights you would say: "wow that was pretty great". But now let's have a surprise, let's have a dream which isn't under control
Well somethings going to happen to me that I don't know what it's going to be. Then you would get more and more adventurous and you would make further and further out gambles as to what you would dream and finally you would dream where you are
If you awaken from this illusion and you understand:
black implies white
self implies other
life implies death
you can feel yourself.
Not as a stranger in the world,
not as something here on probation,
not as something that has arrived here by fluke.
But you can begin to feel your own existence as absolute fundamental what you are basically
deep deep down
far far in
Is simply the fabric and structure of existence
Short film of surfing in the South of Portugal, near to Sagres, before the hurricane Ophelia arrived to the coast.