{"id":4053,"date":"2024-04-23T00:05:13","date_gmt":"2024-04-23T04:05:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=4053"},"modified":"2024-04-22T11:04:08","modified_gmt":"2024-04-22T15:04:08","slug":"t-truth-and-consequences-or-a-dreamers-hope","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=4053","title":{"rendered":"T &#8211; Truth and Consequences or A Dreamer\u2019s Hope"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/T.jpeg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-4054\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/T-150x150.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"100\" height=\"100\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/T-150x150.jpeg 150w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/T-300x300.jpeg 300w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/T.jpeg 320w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 100px) 100vw, 100px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><b>T &#8211; Truth and Consequences <\/b><b>or <\/b><b>A Dreamer\u2019s Hope<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/Dreaming-self.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-thumbnail wp-image-4055\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/04\/Dreaming-self-150x150.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Dreams are a reality of life, for we all dream. What we dream and who we dream about vary between individuals.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Being a storyteller and a writer, my imagination helps me create the written and telling world I live in. My dreams can occasionally create a storyline that inspires me to write many stories I share.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Some of the stories I share are pure fiction. Some memoir pieces share more about where I come from and what makes me who I am. And then some combine the two\u2014descriptions from my real life, with added fictional, or as a storyteller, I might say embellished characters or events.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Sometimes, when I dream, I picture my world as I grow older. In those instances, I am myself, and some people in the dream are known to me. Other times, I am outside myself, looking down at a previous or future version of me. In some cases, questions are raised about the truth of what I&#8217;m seeing, either in the dream or when I wake up after the dream. What are the potential consequences of whatever actions I\u2019m looking at? Do they explain anything about me that I\u2019m not aware of?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Such was the case in a recent dream where I saw myself in situation after situation, and I couldn\u2019t remember the name of someone I was interacting with, or I couldn\u2019t recall how to do something familiar to me, and simple things that I knew I could do, I couldn\u2019t. Friends and family were around me in each instance, reminding me and helping me do or recall what was needed in that particular situation. With their help, I did remember, recall, and accomplish what needed to be done.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When I awoke, that dream was vivid in my mind. Dementia entered my thoughts. How does one get to that stage in life? Is it genetic? Is it some sort of disease of the brain? Or is it something else?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I have known several friends and family members who have had or had to deal with someone who had dementia or Alzheimer&#8217;s disease. I have not researched this, so what I\u2019m about to suggest is speculative at best.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What if your imagination builds up these hypothetical dreams of a reality that involve you, like the ones I\u2019ve had? With enough different possibilities that you are living through, is there a point where you can\u2019t distinguish between what you see in real life and all the scenarios you have lived through in your head? It certainly would be enough to confuse you in your real reality.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">If the overwhelming discrepancy between what is the truth and what is just fantasy is too great, maybe your mind just blocks them all out as a defense to stay sane.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">However, the diagnosis from others is, \u201cYou are suffering from dementia.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">If my theory holds, then research should focus on finding a way for doctors or scientists to see what your dreams are producing. If too many conflicts distort your reality, they should work on finding ways to selectively block or limit the falsehoods so that the real world becomes your only storyline. That doesn\u2019t mean you would stop your other creativity-inspired dreams. It wouldn\u2019t take medicines or nursing homes, and you could live the life you were meant to live, remembering the things that are important to you and should be remembered.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">If we could do that, it would make a great difference in our world.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This may sound implausible. A guy can dream, can\u2019t he?<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>T &#8211; Truth and Consequences or A Dreamer\u2019s Hope Dreams are a reality of life, for we all dream. 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