What if we are deluded in thinking that our dreams belong to us alone?..or that what is dreamed represents only illusions? What if our obsession with dichotomies is nothing more than a fallacy, and everything is real?

I have grown to believe that the comparisons we tend to make between what is real and what is not real in reguards to less than "physical" mental phenomena could be nothing more than a symptom of our inability to rationalize something that cannot be rationalized.

What if the starving mother in your dream, also owned a portion of that dream?