I read an article (yes, I'm constantly reading) that we only dream of faces we have seen in real life. When I say "real" life...I mean it could've been a photo or something, but you've seen it. I don't know if it's true however. I know I've dreamt of people I've never "seen." I also have read that dreams manifest things we have been presented within the last two weeks upon dreaming them. Interesting....
U R I E L What is done in the dark will always come to light
I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was: man is but an ass, if he go about to expound this dream. Methought I was, there is no man can tell what. Methought I was,—and methought I had,—but man is but a patched fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had.
Most of my life I didn't dream at all, or didn't remember them. Now, once again (I used to dream as a kid. Fun stuff. Very comic), I have begun dreaming. It seems to me that most dreams are just your mind doing the laundry.
To be honest, I am pretty satisfied with my life right now. Score = 9 out of 10. My dreams are mostly... well... errr.... just funny, or something. Nothing serious. Daydreams are another matter. They are controlled by my consciousness so that would make me pretty responsible for their contents, wouldn´t it?
It's been a while that i don't have a real good dream that i can remember. Gonna step up my melatonin and put a notebook by my bed. I get the paralyzing ones every once in a while, it's an effing trip isn't it?! It takes some effort to calm yourself down because it's always slightly horrifying. I've even felt/seen/experienced a dark figure in the room standing or sitting nearby while it happens.
Had a dream last night , woke up and told the wife that I'd dreamt I'd been having a wank . She turned to me and said "Bloody typical man , why can't you have a good wholesome dream like me , I was dreaming about scrubbing pans" ;)
Post edited by Sartori at 2014-03-12 19:56:03
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Your Missus sounds like a keeper, Sard. I should have gone the straight route. These days, a lifetime scullery maid seems preferable to a long string of drug-addled stable boys.