（外文电子版资料）Charles de Lint - The Moon is Drowning While I Sleep.pdf

The Moon Is Drowning While I Sleep Charles de Lint If you keep your mind sufficiently open, people will throw a lot of rubbish into it. —WILLIAM A. ORTON 1 ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS WHAT THERE WAS, AND if nothing had happened there would be nothing to tell. 2 IT WAS MY FATHER WHO TOLD ME THAT DREAMS WANT to be real. When you start to wake up, he said, they hang on and try to slip out into the waking world when you dont notice. Very strong dreams, he added, can almost do it; they can last for almost half a day, but not much longer. I asked him if any ever made it. If any of the people our subconscious minds toss up and make real while were sleeping had ever actually stolen out into this world from the dream world. He knew of at least one that had, he said. He had that kind of lost look in his eyes that made me think of my mother. He always looked like that when he talked about her, which wasnt often. Who was it? I asked, hoping hed dole out another little tidbit about my mother. Is it someone I know? But he only shook his head. Not really, he told me. It happened a long time ago—before you were born. But I often wondered, he added almost to himself, what did she dream of? That was a long time ago and I dont know if he ever found out. If he did, he never told me. But lately Ive been wondering about it. I think maybe they dont dream. I think that if they do, they get pulled back into the dream world. And if were not careful, I think they can pull us back with them. 3 IVE