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The dreams of ancient and modern man are
written in the same language as the myths whose authors lived in the dawn
of history . . . . Indeed, both dreams and myths are important communications
from ourselves to ourselves . . .
Yajnavalkya The Brihad Aranyaka Upanishad
Leaving the bodily world through the door
of dream, the sleepless spirit views the sleeping powers . . . . Soaring
upward and downward in dreamland, the god makes manifold forms now laughing
and rejoicing with fair beauties, now beholding terrible things . . . .
Then clothed in radiance, returns to his own home, [he] the gold-gleaming
Genius, swan of everlasting . . . . [From this state, called Sushupti,
when the body is in deepest slumber and the soul is said to be completely
free] the Spirit of man returns again by the same path hurrying back to
his former dwelling-place in the world of waking . . . .
Herbert Fingarette The Self in Transformation
Once Chuang Chou dreamt that he was a butterfly.
He did not know that he had ever been anything but a butterfly and was
content to hover from flower to flower. Suddenly he awoke and found
to his astonishment that he was Chuang Chou. But it was hard to be
sure whether he really was Chou and only dreamt that he was a butterfly,
or he was really a butterfly and was only dreaming that he was Chou . .
Charles Fourier The Passions of the Human Soul
. . . In fact, at the epochs when it [the
soul] is freed from the human body it revives instantly in the great soul
of the globe, . . . and disdains the present life, as at the moment of
waking we despise or cherich a dream, according as it has been happy or
unhappy. Now the civilized and barbarian state is an ugly dream to
99/100 sould . . . . After a period passed in the great soul, they go to
sleep and are born again upon the globe in a new body . . .
Sir Humphrey Davy Consolations in Travel
We sometimes, in sleep, lose the beginning
and end of a dream, and recollect the middle of it, and one dream has no
[seeming] connection with another, and yet we are conscious of an infinite
variety of dreams, and there is a strong analogy for believing in an infinity
of past existences, which must have had connection . . .
Arthur Schopenhauer The World as Will and Idea
What sleep is for the individual, death
is for the will . . . through this sleep of death it reappears refreshed
and fitted out with another intellect, as a new being . . .
Leo Tolstoy Letters
. . . The dreams of our present life are
the environment in which we work out the impressions, thoughts, feelings
of a former life . . . . Our life is but one of the dreams of that more
real life, and so it is endlessly, until lthe very last one, the very real
life, the life of God.
John Ellis McTaggart The Nature of Existence
. . . we may die old but we shall be born
young. And death acquires a deeper and more gracious significance
when we regard it as part of the continually recurring rhythm of progress
--as inevitable, as natural, and as benevolent as sleep.
A. P. Sinnett Esoteric Bhuddism
Manas . . . makes us feel one identity ; . . . it bridges the gap made by sleep . . . it bridges the gap made by the sleep of death . . .