3 Perspectives

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For this assignment we were charged with making a 4-7 minute video involving 3 different perspectives; whatever those perspectives may be. Very subjective. So I chose to use three different voice in my video to explain my feelings about dreams using poetry.

My first step in making the video was to write a poem. The title is But When I Dream. Ever since I was little I've always been able to dream super vividly, and be aware of my conscious dream state while I am asleep. Every night before I go to bed I was get excited to see what my mind comes up with. Even when I have nightmares I'm interested in what it means about my normal every day life. On the downside of having such clear dreams, normal life can feel like a burden to me. I'm sure many people understand my sentiment even without vivid dreams. But it makes everyday feel fuzzy. I'm always tired, I always want to go back to bed and enter the dream realm once again.

In the video I portray this feeling of numbness within the first stanza of my poem, allowing the video to roll in black and white with static behind it. Showing how fuzzy my normal day can be. I filmed times throughout the last two weeks when I was in situations that made me feel numb or tired, which is why the video clips can sometimes be so random. On the flip side, when the poem starts to talk about when I dream, the clips get bright and resemble more nature based things. Because when I'm in nature I feel more close to life and humanity. A lot like when I dream.

Special thanks to all the peeps who let me film them and record their voice 20 plus times.

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But When I Dream

I walk forward into the day

As though in a black and white movie

With gray for color and static for noise

So different then back when I used to play

Where in every ounce of existence there was beauty

Before awoken from what consciousness destroys

But when I dream, I dream in color

I feel every ounce of life’s veins

Every soft leaf, every wave, every sunset

I dream of things unknown to any scholar

Because when my body rests my spirit takes the reins

It is set free from the soul’s normal duet

Its one in the same with that warm feeling

The one you get when you embrace a loved one

Or when your drink a warm cup of coffee

Its how your mind accomplishes healing

Oh, please, I beg that my dreams wont end, be done

Don’t take my pleading as being too bossy

Day after day I awake, back into the black and white

As though life’s normal roles were reversed

So please, my dreams, never leave me

You are the reason my life is so bright

If this is a curse let me be cursed

Because without you I would never truly feel free