Have you ever awakened with thoughts in the brain that were striving to get out? That is how many of the short stories that I write happen: from dreams, sometimes nightmares; some from experiences in the conscious world. All, however, are influenced by the things I read, watch, or hear, left over chunks of thoughts that get scrambled around during sleep as neurons and synapses make the final connections of what I have taken in each day, solidifying what I will forget and what I will remember. Maybe this process is all our dreams and nightmares are.
In any case, the encoding experience that goes on each night makes for some interesting tales, at least what can be remembered of them. Perhaps someone should write a book describing the creative process in depth on a biological level. I’m guessing that even if the author is awake, there is a reason words, like “dreaming up a story”, are used to describe the process. Conscious imagination and unconscious dreaming must be pretty close family members, cousins if you will.
But I am sure that somewhere out there, in the world crowded with so many books and studies, someone has figured this out. If it is not buried in the ashes of the Library of Alexandria, then perhaps it is hidden in some basement of some government archive somewhere.
During the early years of my college education I began to realize that the more I learned the more I realized the less I knew. It was frustrating and enlightening to understand this statement. Even more so when I watched my father die of cancer because I kept thinking that for all the advances in medical science and for what is known, the knowledge we have to fight such diseases is just not as advanced as I wish it had been. America may have some of the best doctors in the world, but getting to the right one in a time of crisis is like running a ridiculous gauntlet. Make the wrong move, choose to stay with the wrong doctor and the game is over.
In a democracy the quality of the information is, in my current belief, what propels one to success. It is a reflection of the quantity and quality of nutrients we have received through the ages. Food is also a form of information, or vice versa. We consume both to rebuild, sustain, and to improve ourselves.
Surviving the gauntlet in life is the goal; the bad news is that there will always be another gauntlet waiting. The good news is you will get brief periods of rest.
Living, sustaining, dying, every generation must be taught the best of what has been learned from those who came before. The quality of information will always vary, and there is just as much luck as there is intention in what each one of us takes away or chooses to share with one another.
New ideas are born from different experiences. The downside is that we don’t always get quality, but we do get quantity (be that in books, medicine, or daily decisions we make).
Solidify the quality information you receive each day and perhaps the next generation will be more informed about the races they have to run in life. Let their stories be greater than our generation could ever have imagined.