Dreams are imperfections of sleep; even so is consciousness the imperfection of waking.
Dreams are impurities in the circulation of the blood; even so is consciousness a disorder of life.
Dreams are without proportion, without good sense, without truth; so also is consciousness.
Awake from dream, the truth is known: awake from waking, the Truth is — The Unknown.
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This chapter is to read in connection with Chapter 8, and also with those previous chapters in which the reason is attacked.
The allusion in the title is obvious.
This sum in proportion, dream : waking :: waking : Samadhi is a favourite analogy with Frater P., who frequently employs it in his holy discourse.
 I.e. the truth that he hath slept.