Who here believes that dreams hold great insight? Who believes that they're a reflection of our inner selves? Or maybe that they are just there to solve problems our conscience mind didn't during the day?
Discuss? Share your dreams? :)
My dreams are usually very strange and random, but i can always see patterns. Like when i watch doctor who before going to bed,i will usually dream up something from doctor who. And when i was a kid and i watched toy story i had a dream that two of the giant toy dinosaurs were in my room trying to cut scooby and shaggy from scooby doo in half in my enlarged room.
I dream in color, i don't know if i ever dreamed in black and white, But i had a dream that i was trapped in the internet and that was all in 2D.
But most of the time it depends on my mood before i'm going to sleep. I've gone to sleep absolutely terrified and had dreams of being burried alive and spiders (major fears) so i make a point not to go to bed when scared, ever. Cause anything that made me scared in the first place is nothing compared to what my mind can come up with
I guess I'm a bit of a skeptic. It's just amazing to think that your brain can record and store thousands of faces for later use... but have an inability to create faces based on the features you've seen or imagined?
I believe that they are insightful. I remember some of my dreams for a short time after I wake up. Then I may forget them, and remember them later, through out most of the day. Sometimes, dreams stick to me, though. For one example...
My cat, Blossom, the one in the photo, has been in my life since I was eight years old. She is one of the few constants I have had in my life, other than my sister, mom, and grand parents. But she is the only one I chose. (Well, I think she sort of chose me...)
In one of my worst dreams, Blossom was dead. She was dead before the point of the dream that I remember. I remember that the dream took place within a month or two of her death. I was hanging out with friends, and then I saw...Blossom. I let her sit on my lap, and I pet her, and just had fun with friends. then when we got up, I held her like I usually do, almost like a baby. I knew that she was dead, but she was somehow there, and I just accepted that. I remember realizing that my friends probably saw nothing, but the next part of the dream I remember takes place in some sort of convenience store. One I don't remember seeing, ever, in my life. It's all clean, and white, with counters in the front and rows of the fridges they have in convenience stores along the sides, but it was rather small and there was nothing in the middle except the cash register thingy. There was only me, holding Blossom and getting soda from one of them, and an angel. I remember the angel telling me that she was, in fact, Blossom. That Blossom was her and she had been my guardian angel. I can't remember her name, which bothers me most, but I remember thinking after the dream "I have never heard that name before..." I don't remember anything after that point in the dream.
The point is that I think the dream is telling me that Blossom is like a guardian angel for me(or maybe she is, I do believe in guardian angels, after all). I also think it's telling me that I may not be able to accept her death when it comes. That I can also believe, considering that the thought of her dying brings tears to my eyes.
So yeah, dreams hold meaning most of the time. Other times, they don't (I remember being alone, in my house, and going in the basement while trying to find someone, and there was a skeleton behind a drum set in one part of the basement. Then I ran up the stairs and the skeleton followed and I somehow made a device that made it fall apart. I don't see how that dream had any deep meaning, it's a funny dream to remember, though.)
I feel that dreams are just a vision of random (creative)constructs using memories. I feel a dream is limited to one's experiences, understanding of the universe and personal fears/goals/pleasures.
So a dream can still be inspiring in the sense that one can analyze these visions of random crap into something meaningful, but thats an issue of creativity and interpretation. I believe there isn't really a significance to dreaming, but people attach a sort of greater meaning to it. A VISION OF THE FUTURE! or A WINDOW INTO MY SOUL!
I see dreaming as a sign of REM sleep and thus a sign of the conversion of memories.