It just sends shivers down our spines because we know we're in for an epic story. There's no telling where the tale of fantasy could end up.
Dreams are a delightful memory of considerable lunacy and madness most of the time. You never know what your in for when you wake up and finally remember, holy crap that was all a dream.
We can be driving in a car and then next thing you know we're floating somewhere out in the ocean. Or sometimes we can be walking along and spot a giant spider that seems to be a hybrid kind mixed with scorpion and bird-like features. Other times we are in somewhat of a normal circumstance but things just seem not all there or have a hazy perception to them.
So what are dreams? What do they mean and how do we interpret these serene and chaotic motion pictures of secondary reality. Are they information for us to decipher, could they be visions of another parallel universe, or are they just the brain wiring itself for us to have memories and make better decisions in the future.
The consensus is still out and restlessly debated. But there are many theories floating around, all with their own research and endorsed science.
But is only one of these theories correct? Should we just pick one and say, yep this is what dreams solely do. Because if we really think back to our dreams, have we, not all had some that meant something to us. While at other times had dreams that couldn't be decoded in any common way and really just mean nothing.
What do we determine from here?
I would think to some quality we can say it dips into each category for the majority of us.
It seems that each culture of life has a certain context on the mind and reason behind our unconscious feature film. Shamans use dreams to diagnose illnesses, the Egyptians believed they could help predict the future, and Freud thought dreams were a boulevard to the unconscious.
Well, I'd have to say I feel that I've had dreams that, to some modest degree, are on all those levels. I would believe most of you have as well.
If I'm, to be honest, I think dreams don't get enough credit for the information they're trying to get across through our thick cranium. Some nights they are a mess of scattered information getting consolidated as short- and long-term memory by way of filtering out unneeded data, with no rhyme or reason to the order of events and their speed.
But often, and if not more often, they can be sensational viewpoints to clearer thinking of the past, present, and future. Essential clues to guide us to become better selves or get clairvoyant tips on life's reality of perfect happiness.
Maybe we should start seeing dreams from a more open angle and getting to know the real imagination of you. Really taking the time to think upon these dreaming pointers.
I would have to hypothesize that taking account of dreams, by way of writing them down or talking about them with friends. We would really start to open up new escapes and ways of thinking to, in a way, download peculiar information we couldn't get somewhere else.
Perhaps this is personalized cosmic information and it is in our human contract to learn our own exclusive language. Knowing maybe a little more about who we are as a soul and what unique ways we understand the world.
Let us not anymore just wake up and say....I had a dream last night. However, let us bath in the ingenious bizarre originality to speculate this world beyond ourselves.
So, tomorrow we should share our dreams, ponder our dreams, perchance write it into a story. And take deliberation in the art of learning a new side to the self.
I ask, If a dream is so powerful it leaves you with an emotional imprint. Would you not consider that compelling dream to be a moment of lived life. What do you say? Are we missing out on a painting of another universe?
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