The Dream of Being: Aphorisms, Ideograms, and Aislings [Paperback]

...a very different type of inspirational work and highly recommended as an example of the art of poetry.

An idiosyncratic compendium of poetic aphorisms, transformational drawings, and esoteric insights, metaphorically conveying the soul's journey through life, and subtly expressing the dream nature of all reality. "...a very different type of inspirational work and highly recommended as an example of the art of poetry..." Midwest Book Review (Reviewer's choice)

Jack Haas is one of the world's most enjoyable and inspiring contemporary writers. His life experiences united with his profound penmanship make his books a rhythmic journey into wonder and wisdom. If you mixed the writings of Bruce Chatwin in with the likes of Jack Kerouac, Henry Miller, Joseph Campbell, and Dan Brown, then tossed in some mysticism, madness, and miracles, and sprinkled the entire work with eloquent prose, you would get an amalgamation of literature pointing in the direction of Jack Haas' writing. Thick with humour, humanity, adventure, divinity, debauchery, and song, Haas' true life experiences and passionate wordplay invite us into a living vision of our own mysterious grandeur.

In 2003 Jack Haas became the first author in history to release three five-star books in a single year. Reviews of these books were done by Jim Cox, Editor-in-Chief of the Midwest Book Review, who is considered to be one of the premier book reviewers and authorities on new writing in North America.

THE DREAM OF BEING

It would be despairing if you existed only as a character in another person’s dream, for the other would certainly want to be awakened. And yet to awaken them would amount to your own dissolution. So you would not awaken them; you would rather exist in a dream than not exist at all. But what if this dream is a nightmare of your self? That is: would you keep them sleeping, if the dreamer dreaming your being ...was you?

We dreamt that we were dreaming, and then that we were dreaming that we were dreaming, and then that the dreamer was not the dreamer but the dream. In the end there was no dreamer, only the dream of a dreamer; a dream dreaming a dreamer. We do not dream, we are dreamt. The Dream dreams the dreamer, then the dreamer dreams, then the dream of the dreamed dreamer dreams, and so on. The dream dreams the dreamer, the dreamer does not dream the dream.

Dream on dreamer.
You are but a dream-catcher.
And you are caught.

LOST BEES

There are bees in every hive with inherent imperfections: they cannot navigate from the directions given by others. They fly off everywhere. They are always getting lost. They never gather much pollen. Yet, by an incongruous twist of fate, these bees can still dance directions to others. And so they occasionally return from their misguided wanderings with delirious gospel of what they have found. Good god, what they have found! It is the lost bee who finds new flowers.