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Daemon
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If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand when he awake—Aye, what then?

Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)
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He is wake up dead! d'oh!
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Very lucky as you say he woke up
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It's great, but to present the case you need more witnesses than mere flower…
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Apparently he took the blue pill.
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Then you should either believe in this and live according to your faith or fight to stop thinking about this as thoughts about the Paradise will chase you anyway.
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Sorry, Sammy. It was just the opium

Quote:
Kubla Khan
BY SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
Or, a vision in a dream. A Fragment.

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round;
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.

But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!
A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e’er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced:
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher’s flail:
And mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the sacred river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean;
And ’mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war!
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!

A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw:
It was an Abyssinian maid
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight ’twould win me,
That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome in air,
That sunny dome! those caves of ice!
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.
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what then
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I know something explains about it, just that I do not know what it is. Mystery.
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From : Anima Poetae from the Unpublished Note-Books of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

According to Kathleen Coburn this is derived from Jean Paul’s Geist (1801) Vol II.29-30. This passage in Coleridge’s Notebook has been assigned to the years 1815-1816. Coleridge’s deviation from Jean Paul’s original work is interesting. Jean Paul’s passage is translated as follows:

Oh, if a mortal man were to wander in a dream through Elysium, if vast unfamiliar flowers were to close above him; if one of the blessed were to offer him one of these flowers, saying: “Let this remind you when you awake that you have not been dreaming”—how he would yearn for that Elysian land, whenever he looked at the flower.


http://www.friendsofcoleridge.com/membersonly/CB32/Notebooks.htm
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Daemon wrote:
If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand when he awake—Aye, what then?

Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)

What then? Rehab! We all know that flower was a poppy.

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Daemon wrote:
If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand when he awake—Aye, what then?

Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)


Been to paradise. What is for breakfast, honey?
Verbatim
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Daemon wrote:
If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand when he awake—Aye, what then?
Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)


Aye, 'Twas given to my soul, upon my soul it was; I would never dream of borrowing from Jean Paul or any German Idealists.
Passion for phonics
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Sleep indoors tonight Sam!
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Daemon wrote:
If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand when he awake—Aye, what then?

Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)


Then Paradise would be more than fiction.
Verbatim
Posted: Wednesday, August 26, 2015 8:22:54 PM
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Daemon wrote:
If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand when he awake—Aye, what then?

Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)


Aye, what then? Ay me, oy, oy, oy! Can't even stay in paradise in a dream!Sick
Wanderer
Posted: Wednesday, August 26, 2015 9:21:31 PM

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But, who was Porlock? If only the dream hadn't been interrupted maybe, Coleridge would have been able to explain.
Verbatim
Posted: Thursday, August 27, 2015 12:14:46 AM
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Wanderer wrote:
But, who was Porlock? If only the dream hadn't been interrupted maybe, Coleridge would have been able to explain.


The person from Porlock interrupted another dream, or rather the remnants of it, thus making Kubla Khan only A Fragment .

In all fairness, the dream Coleridge borrowed from Jean Paul's "Geist" (Spirit or Ghost) he turned to a superior account by injecting some mystery to his version on page 282 of his "Anima Poetae from the Unpublished Note-Books of Samuel Taylor Coleridge" edited by Ernest Hartley Coleridge.
The original quotation comes from there with a note.
Find the text here: http://babel.hathitrust.org/cgi/imgsrv/download/pdf?id=dul1.ark%3A%2F13960%2Ft9m342q33;orient=0;size=100;seq=302;attachment=0
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