dreams are so weird aren’t they
dreams, how odd are dreams, we spend apparently 33% of our life asleep, and most of that will be spent in dream land, what amazes me is the whole world of dreams and how much we see in it. People have written a huge amount of books on the various meanings of dreams, or the nature and natural meaning of dreams but for me it’s the fact that this odd jumbled mess of images we experience each night is something we feel has to have a meaning. Both Jung and Freud had a whale of time writing vast tomes on the subject, and indeed any book store you walk into right now will have a section on dreams and their interpretations.
We feel these images so important that have to have a deeper purpose that just to release our pent-up stresses, and don’t get me wrong I am a firm believer in some dreams being some kind of message but mostly I figure it goes a lot like my last two days; day one saturday night/sunday morning, woke up annoyed because I had the most boring dream in the world something about pillows and one being uncomfortable so swapping it, sheesh I thought how mind numbingly boring is that- though there some so-called dream experts out there that would see a deeper meaning along the lines of my life is stuck in rut and therefore too boring I wish to swap boring existence for more exciting one thus I swapped pillows, heavy on symbolism and deep meaning and basically crap, I am more than aware of this being actually the happiest my life has ever been and I feel very lucky to have the life I have now, give me boring any day,
so back to the morning and I says to myself- right of all the dreams I could have had, let’s face it when asleep in my lovely dream world I can have anything, so please dear brain when going to sleep tonight concentrate on something nice like I won the lottery, not bloody pillows- so night two or last night sunday night/monday morning I woke up a little perturbed having just dreamed of Armageddon and as I re-winded my dream I became aware that somehow it was my fault, yup folks I caused the sad demise of the earth and just about all known forms of life – apart from me and my kids and one or two others I don’t know and also don’t know why they survived – I just remembered meeting some incredible spirit thing all made of electricity and challenging said spirit to some kind of contest, I won and spirit in its rage destroyed everything and I mean everything not so much as a twig was left just the usual post apocalyptic scene of scorched earth etc etc.
so ermm sorry about that folks I really didn’t mean to decimate the planet and all human life but there you go now I accept that once again said experts mentioned before and ignored will put forward the theory that this dream in direct connection with the other means that should I have chosen to swap lives/pillows then my world as I know it will collapse and be destroyed, so at this point I am glad I ignored these so-called experts and will ignore them once again, yet here again I know so many people who would actually worry about such a dream, and will in fact base their lives around the meanings of their dreams, myself I used to buy books of dream meanings and would religiously look up any and all dreams I had. The biggest problem I came across was that my dreams were quite often so surreal that they didn’t exist in any of these books – pink fish wearing blond wigs and riding bicycles is not a regular dream occurrence apparently.
After a while I soon worked out that having children, especially having four of them, meant I would appreciate any little sleep I got and there would not be enough time to reach REM stage which is where dreaming takes place, in fact having children simply meant I was exhausted but happy and it didn’t matter what dreams I had or didn’t have the world was not going to end and it was not going to be my fault if it did,
Although when I sleep tonight please dear brain remember- dream about having unending amounts of money owning homes in Bali, Malta, China, oh and the Isle of White ^_^
so I regret to say to all those out there who still believe dreams really are nothing more than our mind playing about with ideas unless you dream of me being super rich then that one is real ^_^ guess I ruined it for a few people though, hang on I hear you mutter
Albert Einstein’s theory of relativity was inspired by a dream
oh ok well that’s ok because that’s inspiration and heck we can all use that not actual prophesy though
Abraham Lincoln dreamed of his own death just days before his assassination
ahhh hmm ok well that one is prophesy but i reckon it’s the exception that proves the rule, or something like that
Mark Twain dreamed of the death of his brother and weeks later his brother died
ooookkk so that one came true as well but still two dreams out of the many millions of dreams out there………..
Julius Caesar’s wife Calpurnia had a dream the night before he died that he would get stabbed by a friend, and she warned him not to go
ok ok i get the picture all I can say is should I come across any strange spirit type thing all made up of glowing electricity type stuff I promise not to propose any challenges and will indeed run away in the opposite direction , very fast. There happy now?
be nice to each other and everyone you meet
love to all