I took this image when I recognized the palette of ancient time. I saw
it again ten years later in a dream where it was seated on a music
stand to my left. I was using it as written music, playing it on the
piano. I could easily play
the shape of the mountains as long as I viewed them in peripheral
vision. As soon as I turned my head to look at them directly, I lost my
power and they turned back back into part of the picture. When I awoke, I wondered
this: is it possible that in
order for synesthesia to take place, one must not be overly focused?
And if so, isn't it ironic that one must be in a partial state of
unawareness to be the most aware.
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