The Dream Island

悪魔が来て唄いながら

望んでた世界はどうって　問いかけてくる

救いの手も、もうどうやら　つかめそうにない

僕の特技は独りぼっち

居場所なんかなかったって　答えてみた

とても綺麗な日、希望も灰になりそうな

夢から覚めるための呪文が思い出せないのは何故だろう？

That meaning :

A demon came to me singing

And asked me how I wanted the world to be like

Even a helping hand seemed useless

"My special skill is being by myself", I tried to say

Even an utterly beautiful day、even my hopes turned into ashes

Why can't I remember the waking up from the dream spell?

This is a part of one of my favorite songs, "Yume no shima" by Plastic Tree.

As in the many legends, there's always a higher force that gets interested in human nature, in how we perceive life and feelings, in the effort of seeing the world through a human's eye - hence, the demon , that actually reminds me of the Faustian story.

Anyhow, the human doesn't want to imagine exactly how to change the world, he also ignores any kind of help, be it from a higher force or not. He simply answers that what he did best was being by himself. So, come to think of it, humans are built to communicate, to share, to depend on one another, nonetheless, solitary people are still lingering around and their concept of an utopia isn't a wide shiny world, but more like a simple escape of the redundant feelings and reality, hence the following :

目に浮かんだ悲しみを捨てにどこに行こう？

きらきらした夢の島、どこにあるの？

燃えて消えないゴミたちと朽ちて生きたいよ

きらきらした夢の島、一緒に行こう, meaning :

Where should we go to cast away the flowing dreariness in our eyes?

The glaring dream island, where is it?

I want to decay along with the endlessly burning trash

The glaring dream island, let's go there together

So we all seek to get rid of negativity. It grows a lot on us, sometimes we even take it as a mode of being, BUT, rational beings as we are, we understand that being by yourself won't bring you peace. So, he seeks a limited space, if not a heavenly remote area like an island, wherein everything is as he wanted. All the dreariness inside has grown so big, that he feels that throwing away all his bad times and feelings in the fire, is almost like throwing away his very soul, since there aren't any other different emotions lingering abide. The feeling is complex and contradictory, but then comes the idea of the unity, the 2 in 1, the androgynous or however it is called - needing a nub of yourself reflecting in the pupils of someone else, so why not cast off the sorrow, and accept the gift we're given, the ability to change our state of mind in an instant. Once we are aware of our power of thought, (that creates), once we can imagine this in our "dream island", within, we'll see it without. People believe if they see, but they can't see if they don't believe. It's vice-versa.