‘I finally gave into the fact that my dreams were no longer just dreams.’
Ernesto H Lee shares little biographical information but we learn so much about him form his writing of his dreams and their influence on his life that we feel as though we know him well by book’s end. His language has that hint of UK origin and he does mention at one point that he lives in Dubai. The rest unfolds as he relates dreams.
He opens his book with an Introduction that offers the raison d’être – ‘When we sleep, we all dream, don’t we? However, what influences the content and the outcome of a dream? Our experiences, what we have seen, what we have done, what we have heard? Perhaps however, our emotions, our fears and our desires also have a big part to play. For as long as I can remember, I have been a frenetic dreamer, anything and everything, from the mundane
to the downright bizarre. Nothing is taboo in my dreams, I dream of war, past experiences, violence, running, being chased, meeting long ago friends, family members, girlfriends, romance, sex, foreign places, foreign languages, the list just goes on and on. As a child, I had two recurring dreams, in the first I would be collecting marbles from the middle of the road. Always the same pattern, I would see a line of marbles in the middle of the road stretching away into the distance. I would bend over and pick the marbles up one by one until finally I reach the end of the line, then I would look up and in front of me would be a huge digger, only it was not a digger. It was some monstrous creation of my mind and the bucket at the front was its mouth ready to devour me, no matter how many times I had this dream, it always used to scare the crap out of me. In the second I am a World War One fighter pilot, my airplane though is constructed out of old cereal boxes. I fly around happily for a few minutes, until as always, my cereal box wings start to fall apart, quickly followed by the rest of the plane. I then plummet to earth, but never once did I remember if I ever hit the ground. As an adult now pushing fifty, my dreams have grown ever more bizarre and I have no idea why. Is it because I know more or have experienced more, or is it that as an adult my emotions, fears and concerns are more acutely magnified then those of a child? I don’t have the answer and perhaps no two dreamers have the same triggers. What I do know, is that I dream nearly every night and regardless of the dream, often at some point they feature either or both of two recurring elements, my ability to fly or levitate and my ability to perform feats or tasks way beyond my own abilities, or in fact beyond any normal persons abilities. I don’t always remember my dreams fully, but when I do, it is with great clarity and detail and I always wonder after dreaming with such clarity, whether the person I am in the dream is the true reality of myself. They say that dreamers never lie, surely though that cannot be totally true, some of the things I do in my dreams defy all the rules of common decency, logic, morality and possibility… The specific events and dreams described in this book took place between January 7th and May 20th 2018 and for context, I have included some brief information on the days leading up to the dreams. For the best clarity and where possible I have written the dream down within twenty-four hours, but in some cases and due to the mentioned circumstances, up to two weeks have elapsed before I was able to catch up. For this reason, my writing is a mix of present and past tense and my perspective on things changes over the course of my writing, as did this introduction.
Ernesto’s dreams cover a four month period and as his plot summary suggests, ‘62 varied and vivid dreams captured over a four month period that at first glance seem to have no obvious connection or importance to actual events. But then look closer and the number of dream scenarios mentioned with actual connections to later real life events cannot simply be ignored or brushed aside as mere coincidence. When is a dream more than just a dream and at what point do our dreams merge and influence reality? The truth is more bizarre then you could ever imagine and this book will have you questioning everything you ever believed about dreams, there meanings and your ability to influence your future.’
The world of dreams has fascinated philosophers for centuries. Ernesto resurrects that realm of investigation in a most interesting manner
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