Or Dreaming.We all as creatures of the human race have dreams. Or should.It is part of the process of being mortal and understanding the human condition.or should be.And yes,one is almost always the central figure in their dreams.Or need be.Just like how one cannot enter into their dream or get out of their dream.No matter what one thinks about the dream.Because one does think while in their dream. Or should.Or need be thinking.Unlike posting on a Message board. Where too often thinking is not required.Not so with a Dream. Whetheras one could swear their dream character is almost exactly the same person in real life.Sans the Superman powers and uniform.So in that vein Dreams can be political. Dreams or Dreaming can be fun,illuminating and mysterious.Seldom boring like a bowl of porrage every morning at the Orphanage.If that is a recurring dream,then quickly ask for yer money back.However under normal circumstances tipping is not allowed in one's dream.It would defeat the entire notion of dreaming.Unlike cheating in class or polishing the apple in grade school with Miss Crabtree.In hopes she appears that night in yer dream with a new Victoria Secret negligee and of course that Boob job she's been itching to try out.But not in class,just yet. Therefore Dreams can be informative and enlightening.Also Terrifying like a newly discovered set of short stories by Edgar Allen Poe that were hidden in some Baltimore Hotel vault due to being overtly risqué. On account is was not very Victorian to think in sexual terms laying bare on some heavy leather couch to some dude with a big beard. Think Sigmund Freud and Josef Breuer.Then again ... Don't think about them.See if I give a gilhooley. Therefore : " The dream is not meaningless,not absurd .... it is a perfectly valid phenomenon,actually a wish-fulfillment. Every dream reveals as a psychological structure,full significance.Dreams are absolutely egoistic. " - S.Freud
" So this is another fine mess you've gotten us into. " -- Ollie Hardy Yes & No. I did get meself in a fine mess in a Dream last night that was like the real thing.It was as real a dreamstate as could be. That occurs occasionally.So I went with the flow.Kinda knowing I was in Dream and kinda not.Just enough to play along. Does that sound familiar.? It involved a love interest { some rich college girl } from a fancy boarding school { It might have been a high school }. It involved me kinda falling apart after a sort of Lost Weekend and ended up like some alley cat who has seen better days. I was shoeless and w/o money { lost my wallet } and had to sleep off whatever hangover I had at the nearest park,while keeping an eye out for the coppers.I looked like a homeless person. It kinda started when I broke off my dating with this ritzy boarding school chick.She was almost a steady.I can't remember what happened. Just that we ended up breaking-up and I had 2 other chicks I was interested in ... anyways.I remember feeling all alone and like a homeless stumblebum and was concentrating on making it back home. But I had no money,and no shoes.In fact,I started panhandling in order to buy some socks.So I couldn't even walk or hitchhike home. Until I got my feet covered.I managed to somehow evoke sympathy from some passerby on the street.I first got a fin { $ 5 dollar bill } and was very thankful. Then another person was about to give me a couple fin as well.I started to turn it down.But decided If I kept this up,maybe I could hail a taxi and get home that-a-way. When the dream was ending I remember having $ 21 bucks. I think 4- $ 5 dollar bills and a single.I still needed at least socks. Are there lessons to be learn't from our Dreams. Indubitably. I remember reading about a guy who said he saw Red Skelton in a Wal-Mart once.Not that long ago.And he was buying socks.The word was that Red Skelton only wore new socks.Didn't bother with washing socks. Maybe I ought'n start traipsing around the house barefoot.For practice. Either that or Ban the practice of Dreaming. Ya Tink ?
i disagree, do not fancy yourselves in the abomination of dreams and their wives the nightmares. instead look to the humble soulmates of this world and bring yourselves back to reality.
dreams are like water heaters, they sit peacefully for years until they explode in a fireball ruining everything you own that is why sigmund freud smoked dope
I am pretty sure human understanding of conscious thought is in its infancy we got millions of years to go if we can
dreaams are cool when I was kid we jupmed out of an airplane and juts landed.. no parachite I also once flew on a magic frisbee ride.. not very well if I say so myself
The best Hoax is still Dreams are what we make of them. I mean,like who is gonna go and report a False Dream to the coppers. Probably the same folk who would vote for a Female Democrat as President.
sigmund freud was not a Good White Christian with a Good conscience his lap could not have been merciful as Santa's Siggy was a bad white
i apologise but i have to disagree again, it depends on the dream a wet dream is a True Dream that must be reported to the coppers.
