For Real had a Dream

Image by Carl klitzke

Model Tosha Stephens

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I had a dream that I went into Philly for some unknown reason. I'm sitting outside on a corner talking to someone when two college football teams, fully geared up, are getting ready to enter a stadium. I see an older man skipping, dressed like a member of the "free love" and "flower power" generation. He is wearing a yellow robe-like outfit with flowers all over it (almost like a tea cozy). His hair is colored light purple / blond with a lavender flower stuck in it, and his beard is gray. He skips to one of the teams, slapping a few players on the butt, yelling in a very campy voice:

"Alright, guys! Go get 'em!"

I realize this is my friend, Hiram.

I yell, "Hiram???"

He looks up and his eyes bulge. He runs to me and give me a huge bear hug. The campy voice drops; his real one comes though: "You don't know how long I've missed you."

"And I you," I say.

"I suppose my art has taken new forms after you left."

"Like this?" I point to his outfit.

"Oh, just experimentation. I wanted to see what it was like."

I tell him that I need to get to a train station to get back to Haverford soon. He obliges and starts walking with me.

I lose the dream image for a second, some noise woke me up a little bit. I still held on to his voice:

"Nate? You coming?"

I respond: "I want to! I just can't see you. Where are you?"

"On the corner of Market and 14th. In front of you!"

I start trying to visualize and re-enter into my dream. It's like walking blindfolded. I first materialize buildings, then traffic, then pedestrians.

I ask, "You know we're in my dream, right?"

"Yes, that seems to be our obstacle."

I walk to the corner, look to my side, and Hiram is there. The scene is reanimated.

"I almost lost you," I say. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright, things are fine now."

"I almost lost the dream."

"There will be others. But at least we can be here now. Fall has finally arrived."

He smiles at me, and I realize he still looks beautiful even with his changes.

We start walking together, arm in arm, down the street.

*Dedicated to the love of my life* like all of my pictures my Sirenia.

Thanks my one and only Sirenia for the titles :)

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The sun fades into the oceans depths

and you stand enchanted by the grace

Your hand moves slowly to your cheek

as warm tears flow down your soft skin

And like sparks of the evening fire

- as you look upon all that is a

resemblance of long forgotten

visions and dreams;

- You remember, that all you are

is the living sleep

© Sirenia 2012

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Have you ever dreamed of water? Have you ever wondered what your dreams meant?

Sigmund Freud had an explination.

-Freud categorizes aspects of the mind into three parts:

Id - centered around primal impulses, pleasures, desires, unchecked urges and wish fulfillment.

Ego - concerned with the conscious, the rational, the moral and the self-aware aspect of the mind.

Superego - the censor for the id, which is also responsible for enforcing the moral codes of the ego.

When you are awake, the impulses and desires of the id are suppressed by the superego. Through dreams, you are able to get a glimpse into your unconscious or the id. Because your guards are down during the dream state, your unconscious has the opportunity to act out and express the hidden desires of the id. However, the desires of the id can, at times, be so disturbing and even psychologically harmful that a "censor" comes into play and translates the id's disturbing content into a more acceptable symbolic form. This helps to preserve sleep and prevent you from waking up shocked at the images. As a result, confusing and cryptic dream images occur.

Maybe thats why we sometimes get 'blackouts' to prevent our mind from being harmed!

According to Freud, the reason you struggle to remember your dreams, is because the superego is at work. It is doing its job by protecting the conscious mind from the disturbing images and desires conjured by the unconscious.Dreams always have a manifest and latent content. The manifest content is what the dream seems to be saying. It is often bizarre and nonsensical. The latent content is what the dream is really trying to say. Dreams give us a look into our unconscious. Freud believes that we can chip through the dream's manifest content to reveal the underlying significance and its latent by utilizing the technique of "free association". Using this technique, you start with one dream symbol and then follow with what automatically comes to your mind first. You continue in this manner and see where it leads.

Interesting guy Freud,eh?

Is there anyone , who does NOT miss Spring right now???

For me the dream-image of Spring is represented not even by my own garden, but by …..the Keukenhof Park of Holland!! And if you doubt, just have a look at my photostream , where almost half of the photos are taken in this inspiring, magical Tulip Park!! Because, every end of April I am in there, walking and taking pictures for hours, until my feet can’t go on walking any more…

The site of a Leopard in the wild is something one has to witness in real, to know what I am speaking of.

Sighting them is not at all easy. It needs real skill and experience as they are the most adaptive and the best climbers of all the big cats. They are also the perfect camouflage and can blend into any surroundings making it more the difficult to sight them

But they are again the most photogenic of all the big cats...and if lucky they can really gift you with a dream image, one can think of...We just need to keep looking.

Ava as young Miss Havisham, who, in "Great Expectations" by Charles Dickens, is an old woman who has never taken off her wedding dress or removed the wedding breakfast after being jilted decades earlier by her fiancé, Mr. Compeyson, on the day they were to be married.

During the 19th Century:

One night, Miss Havisham had the most troubling dream. Images from the dream kept jumping unexpectedly into her mind throughout the day...

Miss Havisham: "There I am in the strangest outfit standing atop a wedding cake while little Jack licks the part of the cake that has toppled to the floor. And I stand as if a statue erected to celebrate the demolition of all that has to do with the beauty of weddings. How can this be when all I think of is my own wedding? What could possibly put into my mind this bizarre image of indifference--or is it joy--at the destruction of all of that? Am I going mad?"

Someone, Miss Havisham, must have placed such an idea into her mind--it certainly could not have arisen from herself alone!

"Yes, it was going to those meetings with my friend Mary where ladies always go on as if we all should be 'freed' from aspiring to be wives and mothers. They speak as if I am locking myself into a cage by placing my entire future in the hands of a man whom I know shall take care of me, even as I tend to him."

"What those women say is the madness! I must not listen, any more than I listen to Cousin Matthew when he utters such words about my fiance as 'Mr. Compeyson only wants you for your money.' I shall banish such thoughts from my mind!"

"Certainly, the glittering, golden future which I see before me is what is true and real...I feel as though I can almost touch it! And, someday, I shall..."

Someday...But will that day ever come, Miss Havisham?

TO BE CONTINUED

by michael caraballo

*Dedicated to the love of my life* like all of my pictures my Sirenia.

Thanks my one and only Sirenia for the titles :)

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In these last days of a cold winter;

The crystal sky in silence greets

the warming sun that slowly appears

making the forest alive and dark green

In these last days of a long winter;

In stillness my beating heart celebrates

every sunrise that awakens a new day

Bringing me closer to your love

– in a place far away

* Dedicated to the love of my life*

© Sirenia 2012

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Lost dreams. Image three hundred and twenty-six of my project 365. One of America’s abandoned shopping malls, Madison, Wisconsin.

It was a nice sunny day and beams through the leaves was very nice to shoot and create this image.I like the light on the flower and leaves. Its a very nice pink that like a dream image.Tsubaki.

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location: TRANSYLVANIA

Valea Draganului summer 2007

I was invited to this place by a friend who is the daughter (Andrada from my photostream) of the architect who created all this. They (Oana & co ) sad that is a great place but I was thinking that people exaggerate all the time.

Well I was wrong

When we got there (in the group was another photographer too COTROPITOR if you need to know ;)) we could not stop shooting around and inside as well. While we were there we had such a grate time that I totally forgot about an important meeting that I had to go to that day.. We were laughing all the time.

It was summer time but imagine this in winter when the fireplace is worm and with that lovely light around ...

This was a project (artistic / arhitectural and interior design I would say) wich was such a success that it did not stop at just one hut (this one) but contiued with the neighbor's places rebuilt or remodelated

They all wanted to have the same for the weekends... to have the same kind of awsome place... And I'd love one too. Untill then I have the photos.

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Craziness on the streets of New Orleans, LA (nola)

Never know what you’ll stumble upon here on Bourbon Street. Target rich…a street photographer’s dream?

Images are straight-out-of-camera - sooc. In some cases I used a built-in art filter to jazz things up. Breaking the law all over the place, I know…

*Dedicated to the love of my life* like all of my pictures my Sirenia.

Thanks my one and only Sirenia for the titles :)

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Never ending merciless winters

dunes of clouds under a cold grey sky

In silence the time always whispers

while moonbeams comes from up high

Mighty eagles glide and owls cries

lonely wolfs`home with glowing eyes

Amaranthine forests dark and deep

- the silent mountains where trolls sleep

© Sirenia 2012

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The Skógafoss is one of the biggest waterfalls in Iceland with a width of 25 metres (82 feet) and a drop of 60 m (200 ft). Due to the amount of spray the waterfall consistently produces, a single or double rainbow is normally visible on sunny days. According to legend, the first Viking settler in the area, Þrasi Þórólfsson, buried a treasure in a cave behind the waterfall. The legend continues that locals found the chest years later, but were only able to grasp the ring on the side of the chest before it disappeared again. The ring was allegedly given to the local church. The old church door ring is now in a museum, though whether it gives any credence to the folklore is debatable

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*Dedicated to the love of my life* like all of my pictures my Sirenia.

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Like a fine fragile tone of a piano

– as the wind carries the essence of

mahogany, pine and cedar through the air;

a veil of mist to the old, dark and unknown

drifts away by the slow breath of time

And as the fragile tone vibrates in the sphere

voices of the past invites into the shadows

where spirits linger before they fly

waiting to tell their story

and to show over and over- how they die

The tone fades out and the mist reappear

But the embrace and echo is still in the air

Cause those who see no flowers in May

whispers through the golden meadows;

we are still here – we who once were

© Sirenia 2012

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*Dedicated to the love of my life* like all of my pictures my Sirenia.

Thanks my one and only Sirenia for the titles :)

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These dew drops dream of sundays in May

when white ships of mist are sailing in with hopes

Awareness keeps us together and this might be the day

we start to look, rather than to just make notes;

That the dew let drops carries the divine light

making waves of forgiveness – and of regret

And the first wave of love make us fight

leaving the meadows behind and we all forget;

That when an angel on a battlefield dies

– everytime a hero surrenders and cries

when the fire dies and hope begins to fade

embers will light up and show us the way;

- back to the meadows where we used to be free

Back to our green waves, our place, our sanctuary

This is the divine dew drops shivering dreams

this is what it means to be our own deities

© Sirenia 2012

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*Dedicated to the love of my life* like all of my pictures my Sirenia.

Thanks my one and only Sirenia for the titles :)

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Flying on the wings of a dreamy mist

I sigh, close my eyes and smile

I am off to live and not just exist

a scent of velvet night, so fragile

I just dont know what makes me wake up

to this indifferent world and dirty rain

I let my mind wander as I fill my coffeecup

getting ready to walk with the dead again

… For the humming of flies and smell of roses

and the seagulls flight over water`s deep

For the shades of the green trees that poses

and roar of waterfalls that never sleep

For shady glades and sunny hills

and golden fields where we have run

For the joy of a child playing by the mills

with the taste of raspberry on her tounge

For the moons reflection in the river

swept over the spear of a lonely church

For the morning dew droplets that quiver

and owlets that dance in the light of a torch

For those who choose the pain of living

and chasing storms around them whirled

For tortured souls – and yet forgiving

still helps the skies to bear this world

Deep breath in my lungs as the vision`s dying

Those never fail who never dare

Cried for by none and cursed, we were just trying

to dream of what you`re not aware

Of a soft breeze embracing lovers

and butter melting into warm bread

Of high mountains and soft flowers

yet nothing matters to the dead …

© Sirenia 2011

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One of the most iconic road shots you could ever take in the USA is this scene leading in towards Monument Valley and is rite near where Forest Gump stopped running and turned around

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Boats are one of the thing main for river .

Watercolor on paper, mounted on cardboard. 9"x12", 11"x17".

*Dedicated to the love of my life* like all of my pictures my Sirenia.

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Over white mountains and black rivers

above green valleys and blue creeks

The essense of our ancestors fleet

Past yellow glades and dark forests

– and the grey cloud in the pure sky

the shadow of the black and white eagle fly

And throughout all over the world

through the soft grass on the meadow

The whispers of the Elders still flow

Beneath the warm sun and the cold moon

below the sea of stars way up high

The ancient trees grasp for the sky

It is the shadows of an ancient time

– echoes of what once used to be

Nothing more than a silent memory

© Sirenia 2012

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Tonight was the opening/private view of the RPS London Members Exhibition (which goes on until 15 November) at the Croatian Embassy, London W1T 6BN. The newly arrived Croatian Ambassador opened the exhibition. My Cape Cod Dream image was exhibited.

*Dedicated to the love of my life* like all of my pictures my Sirenia.

Thanks my one and only Sirenia for the titles :)

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Beyond the horizon

lies the divine light

mother of all living;

pouring out energy of life

It is the heartbeat of the universe

the essense of purity and love

and from here all paths start and end

The fate of all fates

the eternal

Forever there ...

© Sirenia 2012

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This comes from a Deep Dream image of a painting by a French Surrealist. This I like.

This is what I have done lately. Oct 10 2008. I was driving around on a mountain in Utah in serching for a nice fall color. This image was taken during midday sun was high up over my head. I was feeling exciting because at the same time I was composing my image, I had to watch for a trafic behind me. I was on the side on the road which is going up hill. Therefore those cars were trying to speed up the top of this mountain. Photographers always manage to do a crazy thing to get the dream image. The more I told myself not to go crazy, the less I listen to what I was told.... This is a spare shot on my 4x5 becuase I first made this with my 8x10 then because I really like the place so I just backed it up. Incase something happen to my big film. The 8x10 neg is good and now it is being send for a hi-res scan for my up coming exhibition on April 2009 here in Vegas. This year I had not taken much of fall color, but what I have got is more than enough for me now. That day was sunny and nice. A day after this was dark and snow storm all day. It is amazing.

KB canham DLC 4x5 with 210 mm PL warming Fuji RVP 100F. Shade the lens by my hand ^0^

This was a dream image for black and white infrared film, however because of the foliage and the strong Australian sun, it was a nightmare to expose for. When I took the photograph there was no way of checking exposure or focus-I had to wait until getting back to the uk. Life is so much easier with digital

Since I've been enjoying the dickens out of the 'Deep Dream' image filter, here's another one I played around with which I think actually came out quite beautifully.

My representation of Marblehead Harbor. I visualized it more like this than the reality of the origional photo.

Deep Dream image created from the preceding photo.

DREAM of PERFECTION

why was perfection represented by a word

why did my brain not choose a pure image

why did my mind choose the word classical

were the letters small case or large case

was there any colour in the dream image

have i got something against vowels

if so why are consonants preferable

is it because they are less wishy-washy

there seem to be more questions than answers

even without answers the queries are significant

but feelings are the important thing in dreams

here it was the amazing feeling of perfection

an intense impression of pure wonder

I wish the drawing could convey this awe

but dreams and feelings are so personal

I will have to pursue perfection in other ways

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SOGNO della PERFEZIONE

perché la perfezione fu rappresentata da una parola

perché il mio cervello non ha scelto un'immagine pura

perché la mia mente ha scelto la parola classica

i caratteri delle lettere erano minuscole o maiuscole

c'era del colore nell'immagine sognato

ho forse qualcosa contro le vocali

se sì perché le consonanti sono preferibili

forse è perché sono meno insipidi

sembrano esserci più domande che risposte

le domande sono significative anche senza risposte

ma l'intensità è la cosa importante nei sogni

qui è stata la straordinaria sensazione di perfezione

un'intensa impressione di pura meraviglia

vorrei che il disegno potesse trasmettere questa maestosità

ma i sogni e i sentimenti sono così personali

dovrò insequire la perfezione in altri modi

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TRAUM der PERFEKTION

warum wurde Perfektion durch ein Wort dargestellt

warum hat mein Gehirn kein reines Bild gewählt?

warum wählte mein Verstand das Wort klassisch?

waren die Buchstaben klein oder gross

gab es eine Farbe in meinem Traumbild?

habe ich etwas gegen Vokale

wenn ja, warum sind Konsonanten vorzuziehen

liegt es daran, dass sie weniger wuschelig sind

es scheint mehr Fragen als Antworten zu geben

auch ohne Antworten sind die Fragen wichtig

aber Gefühle sind das Wichtigste in Träumen

hier war das unglaubliche Gefühl der Perfektion

ein intensiver Eindruck von purem Wunder

ich wünschte, die Zeichnung könnte diese Ehrfurcht vermitteln

aber Träume und Gefühle sind so persönlich

ich werde auf andere Weise nach Perfektion streben müssen

*Dedicated to the love of my life* like all of my pictures my Sirenia.

Thanks my one and only Sirenia for the titles :)

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If I am to sleep

make it to be with eyes wide open

Cause when the rays of the rising sun

kiss life into the world`s beautiful garden;

our earth becomes the greatest work of art

And in that time I can experience eternity;

the moment between two seconds

when the nature breathes an echo of a time;

A deeper meaning that will never exist

If I am to sleep

I hope it forever to be with eyes wide open

© Sirenia 2012

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For more wonderful poems visit this site :My Own Avalon

and the set Our Art ~Poems and Images~

*Dedicated to the love of my life* like all of my pictures my Sirenia.

Thanks my one and only Sirenia for the titles :)

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A hidden world deep inside the veil

a world with ancient magic and pride

Abandoned; no living has ever seen

the wings of mine spread out to fly

The glittering Bifrost is my only way

Heimdal`s gjallarhorn are my guide

the one-eyed God`s Watcher knows my path

I`m on my way home to Valhall – at last

© Sirenia 2012

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For more wonderful poems visit this site :My Own Avalon

and the set Our Art ~Poems and Images~