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Sunday, September 25, 2005

Question #3

How do you dream?

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

How do I dream?

Usually in color. Sometimes it's complete storylines that could be a movie... sometimes I'm hopping around from one place to another.

Sometimes I'm myself, mostly... I seem to be other people.

I'll dream in first or third person and sometimes I can control what happens.

7:59 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Color.
Always myself, except once.
Very little control of the situation.
Lately, very scattered.
Once I had a dream that was so long and involved, it could have been a novel. It was years ago, and I still return to it hopiing to get a little more understanding of it.

Also, I find it odd that I'm passionate about music and drumming in particular, but in the last 10 years I've dreamt about making music maybe three times.

--durangodave

10:54 AM  
Blogger Journey said...

My dreams are vivid and often surreal. (Go figure). I think I always dream in color. Mostly in first-person, but very seldome as myself. I'm as likely to be male as female. Batman, elves on Mars, pregnant by a silver dragon or a werewolf, jumping out the window of a tower as the seas boiled beneath me . . . these are all par for the course.

Tornados usually indicate stress, or a period of great change.

I do foredream, but very seldom, and not generally in any way that seems useful. Just noticeable in hindsight.

I have never drowned in my dreams. If I'm underwater, I either magically make it to the surface, or discover I can breathe the water.

I have died in my dreams. Many, many times. Regardless of people who tell you that you can't. I have also been shot, stabbed, and poisoned. I have committed suicide by means of inhaling toxic gasses. I have run from the evil enemy and been part of the underground rebellion, and sometimes, we lose. And I have watched all these horrible things happen to other people.

And sometimes, just sometimes, I have dreams that aren't really dreams. Where I'm in my own room, aware that I'm dreaming, and can't wake myeslf up. But that would be a topic for the other journal.

12:06 PM  

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