Lucid Dream.

Is life a lucid dream? Are we dreaming that we are alive? Or that we are alive but remain to be in a state of constant reverie?

The concept of reality and illusion is far more beseeching than the human mind can ever ponder upon. To what extent can reality be real? And to what extent can illusion remains chimerical. To how much extent can we say that life is real, in as much as it is an illusion? Is there a demarcation that separates the two distinctively? If there is, to how much degree is it reliable and trustworthy? Still, it remains to be a rudimentary enigmatic jaunt, and perhaps indeterminable in a lifetime.

What obscured further the preponderance of reality and illusion is the fact that these subsist within the realm of social construction. To how far social constructs convey unyielding truth? To how far truths bear authenticity, preciseness and validity in and within itself? Simplistic, it remains shrouded – concealed with extreme earnestness, void even of the most miniscule orifice.

Thus, whether life is a lucid dream or eternal reality, the fact that these concepts are in themselves products of social construction not inherently qualified as universal, infinite truths reminds us that the creation of transcendent experience is possible, more than probable. Equally, it reminds us that what can satisfactorily be accepted as universal concepts are that of subjective reality, of fluid human society and of relative truths.

A certain truth is true by virtue of our experiences with it, of the meaning we assign to it, and of the degree they are relevant to us.

Perhaps, life is a lucid dream –– a vivid, circumstantial representation of individual experience that is pertinent to the time it occur and is occurring.