Earlier during my Philosophy class, we were discussing about dreams as was examined by Déscartes.  There was a query regarding the validity of dreams in our lives, in our reality.  There are dreams that can make us doubt reality, whether we are actually living in reality or dreams are actually our reality and the one we suppose as reality is merely a dream.  Confusing, isn’t it?  It is rather hard for me to understand as well, it seems like these Philosphers just can’t actually take comfort in their lives.  So, how in the world would I be able to think that dreams are actually my reality?

 

When I was young, the most dominant in all my dreams is my flying.  I distinctly remember that no matter what the situation is in those dreams, I can fly.  It was not until the 6th grade that my flying dreams seized and I never dreamt about flying again.  If flying is actually my reality, what is my dream?  On a second note, maybe it is flying that should actually happen in my life but it just doesn’t.

 

What is reality?  In fact, what is existence.  If one does not think, therefore, one doesn’t exist?  Is it possible not to think?  Even the subconscious mind think, doesn’t it?  How about the babies, the dead or the insane?  Don’t they exist?  Maybe altogether, they actually think as well.  Maybe by the mere fact that someone thinks about them makes them exist.   Does everyone dream?  If one does not dream, could it also affect a person’s existence since as was mentioned, dream is actually the reality. 

 

I clearly do not understand why a Philosopher prefer to live his/her life filled with questions because even though they might find an answer to it, they would still and continuously question the validatity.  When is a Philospher truly at peace?  Probably never.

 

But as Socrates thinks, he is the wisest of men because he does not think he is wise, he might have an answer.