That dreams are the excercise routine of one’s biological elements — the head is the gym; and when the reds and the whites compete in the stadium like Romans; and when the liver goes on parallel bars; and when your skull is on a treadmill; what results, from the perspective of one who has to actually experience oneself and the exercise of oneself; from the perspective of one who is not his skull; is a dream.
(However, the question arises: how does one know that dreams occur in the head? That this is where the camping tent has, after a long day flapping in the wind, been rolled up to? Perhaps if I had a true sense of my body and its inter-relations I would see it not how the eyes see it, or as the ideas do, but with the feet above the neck.).
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