Your Dreams

Man is a stupid being. In fact we lie and truths go unsaid more often than not. We keep on rationalizing things, that means to say we are opinionated or we are busy with opining things, and things are not or do not go the way we rationalize them. We mask ourselves and hide our real shelves and we unwittingly or without knowing our real natures do think funnily.

Dreams tell us who we are, the ones we are. I try often to associate things of dreams with real life situations but we failfai

oooh, interesting thread. i love dreams! i have them frequently, sometimes mulitple in one night!
my dream felt very long last night, but i can only recall bits and pieces because the moment i wake up, i begin to forget what happened unless i write it down. so from what i can remember, i dreamed i was awake in bed staring at a corner of my ceiling. suddenly i noticed a patch of black that seemed peculiar to me for it was increasing in size. focusing more intently on the black patch, i realized it was a mass of black ants along my ceiling! they rushed along the top of my wall and began climbing down the window and spread out all along my bookcase. of course i panicked and with a magazine i began swatting and slapping in every direction in order to kill the ants. i was so disgusted i couldn't even look at the magazine, horrified at what it must look like with all the squished bugs on it. however the ants kept pouring in and all i could do was swap away. the ants began growing larger in size! i remember i was whacking a huge gathering of them on the windowsill but they kept ducking and avoiding my attacks.

that's all i remember :/
i woke up in the middle of my dream. thankfully! that dream gave me the shivers.

I have always dreamt of flying or stumbling. However, my most unforgettable dream is one wherein someone is trying to kill me. I hid from that person and when he almost saw me in the cabinet, I flew. Then I realized that if life seems dark, I can fly and free myself from all the chaos in the world;)

I often see wild dreams and I get lost to a world and that are really mysterious. I often have an inspiring dream and I write things out of inspiration many a time.

Life is so short and if it is not for dreams it becomes boring and dull. I really enjoy dreaming.

I beleive dreams offset all our problems and oddities or something we can not cope with in life, in the ordinary course of living.

Dreams vitalize us and transport us to a world of fancy and wilderness.

Dreams are invaluable and tranquil,I dream of anything.

I was in a hostel-like place and we were going to a car race. Someone was lecturing about drinking and driving from a hole in the ceiling. Then a group went to the bar, we ordered a few shots and drinks it was $45 and I paid for it with a credit card and I got change back and I was like huh? the bartender said they return tax and tip in cash and it's up to me to repay so I gave him $5. There was a bunch of people at the table including the people from the tv show "How I met your Mother" except Barney (Darn shame). We ordered food. They brought over a tray with our meals and left it on the bar / cooks window. I got up and started passing out the plates. Mine was missing. I asked the bartender and he got super mad because we were getting crappy service from the start. He stormed off to talk to the waiter but then turned back to the kitchen and saw my food laying on a baking sheet on the floor. He put it in the oven and said it would be ten minutes and started walking away. I was like hey wait a minute, the bartender turned around and I said never mind. I sat back down at my table and was like "What the heck, I'm not eating food that was sitting on the floor" then I woke up.

In my dream I was back in high school and we were doing another musical. It was great, I've really missed those musicals.

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Originally Posted by simon

If I had had a dream this is what it would have been:
I am a frog with a top hat wearing a cream colored tablecloth draped over my shoulder, that magically changes sizes whenever I need to get bigger, which I do frequently. As to my frog capabilities, I have the radical ability to not jump as my fellow frogs but to sashay round dance floors in a tango that would drop dead anyone in my path. In fact many frogs end up being dead, and in reality, the reality of this dream, they are really all cane toads and thier deaths are caused by cars swerving to hit them strategically, and I am one of them drapped and standing out in my tablecloth in the middle of the road, but before I can be hit a newspaper man sees my dancing capabilities and turns me into a sensation which then turns me into a person, but one covered in warts. And the only way to cure these warts which the public don't approve of is to be launched off into space with a camel, but not just any camel, when we land on hte moon this camel reveals himself to be the camel of camel cigaretts and he is escaping his binding lifestyle becuase he hates smoking and has alwyas hated smoking so he came to outerspace. And together we find a planet and build a playground and swing all day on the monkey bars and make goat cheese from goats that deliver speeches on why roadkill is just another conspiracy theory and drink gin and tonics, and we wear sunglasses becuase we have lost our eyes.

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yeah, you're right...the camel-cigarette trade is a sick business. :thumbs_up

I had another pregnancy dream a couple of nights ago. Everytime i have one, it turns out someone i know is pregnant. now its a waiting game to see who!

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Originally Posted by Niamh

I had another pregnancy dream a couple of nights ago. Everytime i have one, it turns out someone i know is pregnant. now its a waiting game to see who!

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Oh no!!! What if it's you?? :p
Hopefully, it's someone who wants to be pregnant!!

When you are writing about your dreams, should you use the past tense or the present tense? I guess you should use the past tense since people who talk about dreams are always talking about dreams that have already happened.

I was just re-reading my dream post above and I was amused at myself for going back and forth from past to present tense and present tense and past tense through-out the whole post.

Clearly, I didn't edit my post. But actually, I was aware that I was switching while I was writing it. I couldn't decide which presentation I liked better: should I get on lit-net and start typing about a dream I had, or should I get on lit net and try to bring anyone who reads my long post into the dream with me. And the finished product was this crazy, back-and-forth post that possibly resembles the weirdness of the dream. Or, I am just a sucky writer and editor. Or maybe lazy would be a better way to describe it. I know it's bad to switch tenses when you're writing, but a lot of the time I just like to get on here and type.

I mostly dream of my wife.

I had the weirdest dream experience last night. I was dreaming about my friend Mallory, we were sitting at the bar waiting for Riesa (:lol:) and I was telling her about a dream I had about her where she had twin baby girls and we took them out bar hopping with us and the truly bizarre thing about that is not the fact that we were taking newborn twins bar hopping when her husband and parents were sitting at home, it was that I had actually had that dream a few nights before (for some reason, I dream about Mallory on an almost nightly basis). I've never dreamt about a dream I actually had. :rolleyes:

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Oh no!!! What if it's you?? :p
Hopefully, it's someone who wants to be pregnant!!

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Not a chance of it being me! that would be a real miracle for the news!!!!! :p

Ever have a recurring dream that is exactly the same, and then the ending changes? I had a creepy dream like that. I mean, really creepy. But, it would take way too long to write out. Besides, while I can see the dream playing in my head, I don't think I would be able to express it in writing, you know?