John Fowles, in his essayistic gem, The Tree, touches on the unconscious as a wellspring of creativity. He uses the woods as a metaphor, calling it a green chaos.
We venture into the green chaos with trepidation and exhilaration, not quite sure of what we will find there.
Likewise, each night we dream, plunged into our individual unconscious -our chaos- to be imbued with images that linger with us well into our waking hours. These images provoke associations, and we follow them on a journey where the destination is only revealed upon our reaching it.
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Intriguing.
Green chaos is a terrific metaphor.
I want to read more. Just added The Tree to my list. Thank you.
Consider controlling the dream. Try to look away from the unpredictable chaos. With unwavering intent shift the gaze. Then what would you see?
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