ABSTRACT
Man is made up of dreams and the dream is a latent, profound reality. The dream is a mask that, in enveloping wakefulness, denotes its uncertain but real presence; it is the path that drives man to rediscover his own essence; it is the primordial ‘stuff’ that turns ‘the unconscious’ into discourse; it is manifested to the consciousness and to ‘the reality of the body’ as an ambiguous presence, both internal and external. The man who dreams, surrounded by a kind of fog, makes the boundaries between life and death uncertain, but true. It is not only man, says Prospero, that lives in dreams:
The man who dreams, the places where his dreams take place, the great palaces, the solemn temples, his experiences, inherited and acquired, form part of the same fog that is constantly forming and dispersing.
