To wake up from the dream of the conceptual to the actual could be called lucid living.
To have a lucid dream is to 'wake up' within the dream. You are aware that you are still in bed, asleep and dreaming, and yet you remain in the dream and are often able to control the dream.
Lucid living is 'waking up' out of the reactionary prison of the conceptual into the wakefulness of the actual. To live lucidly is to no longer be a personality. It is to no longer be an ego, which means, to no longer to be a robot - a complex, finite system of preprogrammed reactions to stimuli - which is what almost all human beings on the planet are.
It is an evolution.
It is a metamorphosis.
Do not try to conceive what the actual is, for it would be like trying to find the moons of Jupiter with a microscope or to see a single cell with a telescope. You cannot find the actual by thinking, which is conceptual. Thinking may lead you to the threshold of the actual, but it is not of that world and can never enter it. Thinking is the wrong tool.
We are like a caterpillar that finds itself slowly beginning to feel the urge to cocoon itself, but we are a caterpillar that is self aware and attached to the way we have always been. If a caterpillar could become attached to its caterpillar ways and resist being a butterfly, that would illustrate how human beings are resisting the actual and clinging to the conceptual, or resisting lucidity over the dream-state, clinging to thinking and ideology, resisting the natural flow of what is and trying to force what the mind thinks 'should be'.
There are many ways to put it. Resistance over acceptance. Noise over silence. Stress over surrender. Hate over love. What 'should be' over what is.
At some point, the caterpillar begins ceasing to be a caterpillar. We could say that it is dying as a caterpillar. Perhaps, in its final days as a caterpillar, it begins to feel the stirrings of the butterfly within it as some strange feeling or vision, an unknowable urge that it can barely comprehend. The caterpillar does not resist this movement toward transformation, and it begins to make a cocoon. There, the metamorphosis takes place.
We humans are undergoing a similar experience in our own way. We are evolving out of the conceptual into the actual. They are two completely different ways of being human. Just as the caterpillar and a butterfly are two completely different ways of being an insect.
As conceptually oriented identities, we do not like the idea of being actual as it means the death of the identity, the ego, the personality. If a caterpillar could have human consciousness, it would go into the cocoon as a man goes to the gallows, or not go into the cocoon at all.
We have undergone physical metamorphosis in the womb, and a metamorphosis in consciousness when we begin to form memories and generate an identity. We are being pushed again to another metamorphosis from a being, trapped psychologically in concepts, to a being that is at one with reality as it is.
A complete transformation of consciousness.
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