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Death in a dream
If death were to mean that i could dream forever, than i wouldn’t be afraid of it.
Dreams are beautiful because of their randomness, and how this fantasy world brings us up and away from reality, from the degrading and present world that seems to be falling apart day by day, even as we speak.
My dreams range from providing me with unlimited superpowers of teleportation, having an awesome romp with twins, getting my pink IC in army, my all time favourite of singing alongside Freddie Mercury and also things that should be better left unsaid.
Yet for all the fantastical tales that we can take from our dreams the sad reality is that too often, dreams can shatter us, most of the times nightmares may just stick for that sudden 5 seconds when you are awake. Yet personally for me, i’ve unfortunately have had dreams stick with me for way too long.
I’ve dreamt that i died many a time, once even by an evil wizard who casted a sort of Avadakadabra spell one me.
I’ve ever dreamt my dad died from a double barreled shotgun, i’ve experienced many friends and family dying from totally irrelevant issues and causes and i had many reaffiriming situations in the area of love’s lost and found that make me wake up, take a look in the mirror and tell myself that for that point of time, i am the biggest loser on the planet.
Recently i’ve been trying to create dreams that only i want to dream about, by thinking about a certain situation or a certain individual all the way, till i feel groggy enough to get to sleep. This is usually accompanied by the situational music that always is one my playlist from 11pm onwards everynight.
Somehow for this current situation that i am in, it actually works as i’ve come to think about it each time i fall asleep, most of which ends in happy oblivious scenarios, making me elated for the day ahead but also making the complications all the more hard to swallow.
It’s my little own experiment of mine at the moment, to see if one can actually force upon himself what he wants to dream about, by fantasing the direct issue just before he falls asleep.
I think people don’t share their dreams enough with one another for fear of embarassment, humuliation or the fact that it was so splendid and surreal that it could just never happen to them in real life.
And i never like to know about the scientific facts of it because i think somethings are just better left to our own imagination.
Take away imagination and fantasy, and you take away life.
You the only sense the world has ever made
-Soapfat
Add comment February 16, 2009
