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Hypnopompic hallucinations inspire foggy revelations
Hypnopompic hallucinations. No, there are no drugs involved. You might have experienced them, even if you’ve never heard of ’em. Because they can occur in that transitional time between sleep and fully waking up. And they don’t have to include scenes of terror. After all, it’s not like everything in life mimics Stephen King books.
My hypnopompic hallucinations almost always involve music.
And I have a theory about that.
“Honey! Break out the popcorn and Pepsi! Tony’s got a theory!”
Radio waves are all around us. Twenty-four hours a day. Seven days a week. And they don’t stop just because it’s time for bed. So, I believe the human brain can detect, and possibly even recognize and remember, some of those waves. Especially the ones that contain words and music. Yeah. Songs.
Have you ever awaken with a song stuck in your head? It’s happened to me. Many times. Well, my theory is that your brain picks a song out of those radio waves while you sleep. Then, as you start to wake up, your brain holds on to the song. And since you’re still in that transitional time, somewhere between sleep and wakefulness, it doesn’t seem real.
And I guess scientists decided to call that hypnopompic hallucinations. What a bunch of hypnopompic aces.
OK, all seriousness aside.
As I woke up this morning, I had the transitional experience again. I shared a rhyme about this, a while back, and here’s what I said…
Somewhere Between A Dream And Awake
The sleep is still there in my brain
As I walk through the house in the dark.
Ideas drive my head, like a train,
Subatomic inside of a quark.
Crescendo, andante, surreal
In a beckoning, billowing dream,
Come thoughts both abrupt and genteel,
All painted with vanishing cream.
I know they are there just for me,
And I must have a mental keepsake
Of the life I see but don’t see
Somewhere between a dream and awake.
© 2020 Tony Funderburk
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By Tony FunderburkHypnopompic hallucinations. No, there are no drugs involved. You might have experienced them, even if you’ve never heard of ’em. Because they can occur in that transitional time between sleep and fully waking up. And they don’t have to include scenes of terror. After all, it’s not like everything in life mimics Stephen King books.
My hypnopompic hallucinations almost always involve music.
And I have a theory about that.
“Honey! Break out the popcorn and Pepsi! Tony’s got a theory!”
Radio waves are all around us. Twenty-four hours a day. Seven days a week. And they don’t stop just because it’s time for bed. So, I believe the human brain can detect, and possibly even recognize and remember, some of those waves. Especially the ones that contain words and music. Yeah. Songs.
Have you ever awaken with a song stuck in your head? It’s happened to me. Many times. Well, my theory is that your brain picks a song out of those radio waves while you sleep. Then, as you start to wake up, your brain holds on to the song. And since you’re still in that transitional time, somewhere between sleep and wakefulness, it doesn’t seem real.
And I guess scientists decided to call that hypnopompic hallucinations. What a bunch of hypnopompic aces.
OK, all seriousness aside.
As I woke up this morning, I had the transitional experience again. I shared a rhyme about this, a while back, and here’s what I said…
Somewhere Between A Dream And Awake
The sleep is still there in my brain
As I walk through the house in the dark.
Ideas drive my head, like a train,
Subatomic inside of a quark.
Crescendo, andante, surreal
In a beckoning, billowing dream,
Come thoughts both abrupt and genteel,
All painted with vanishing cream.
I know they are there just for me,
And I must have a mental keepsake
Of the life I see but don’t see
Somewhere between a dream and awake.
© 2020 Tony Funderburk
Stay tuned,
No-cost, low-cost, and premium ways you can help me spread the Word…
Tell everybody you know to subscribe to The FunderFlash Journal
(emails with good stuff for Fa-Ree)
Get my Rhyme & Reason Podcast delivered right to your device. (also Fa-Ree)
Get digital Bible stuff from the same company I do.
My books are also on Amazon.com or Apple Books
Grab yourself an un-cool T-shirt
Or how about some music for believers, dreamers, and thinkers
The post Hypnopompic hallucinations inspire foggy revelations appeared first on Tony Funderburk.