Posts tagged dreams

I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do.
Haruki Murakami

littlewonder

You never really expect them, you know?

The cognitive ability to dream is among the most transcendental, nonpareil privileges bestowed upon us as humans. One that’s often taken for granted. Dreams can be beautiful, beautiful experiences; illusory escapes from reality, states of superior sentience, sources of unprecedented insight. But to dream is also to be at one’s most vulnerable. Because who’s more proficient and better-equipped to destroy you, than yourself? They can metamorphose into night terrors within seconds, inflicting levels of affliction very few parts of the waking world can match. For as long as you’re asleep, at least.

Dreamers of the night wake by dawn only to be disappointed (and on occasion, relieved), realizing what they believed was real was no more than a mere fabrication of the mind. But dreamers of the day belong to a class of their own. Of our own. As intelligent beings, there’s an intrinsic, sui generis sense of control we experience when daydreaming. While there is no conscious ability to intervene or manipulate the events that transpire, we do influence them. And we do so with open eyes.

There’s a magic in dreaming while the sun’s still out. She was that magic.

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Neil Gaiman, The Sandman

Neil Gaiman, The Sandman

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
Neil Gaiman 
The ninety and nine are with dreams, content but the hope of the world made new, is the hundredth man who is grimly bent on making those dreams come true.
Edgar Allan Poe, on the Occupy Wall Street movement.
  • Rashad: I have wet dreams about being on CNN having cured a chronic disease.
  • Daniel: I have wet dreams about you having wet dreams.

Fact: we only dream of what we know. Our dreams are frequently full of strangers who play out certain parts – did you know that your mind is not inventing those faces – they are real faces of real people that you have seen during your life but may not know or remember? The evil killer in your latest dream may be the guy who pumped petrol into your dad’s car when you were just a little kid. We have all seen hundreds of thousands of faces throughout our lives, so we have an endless supply of characters for our brain to utilize during our dreams.

colourfullypink:

…this isn’t a “fact”. At most it’s speculation, and regardless, there’s no way of proving it because:

  1. This ‘fact’ assumes you don’t have the capacity to realize the face is familiar while dreaming.
  2. If you could recognize the face, you’d think you’re dreaming of someone you know and it’s insignificant.
  3. If you somehow managed to dream of a ravenous murderer who shared the face of the guy at the gas station and couldn’t consciously piece the face to the person, YOU WOULDN’T KNOW YOU’RE DREAMING OF THEM AND THE INFORMATION UNFOUNDED, UNCORROBORATED AND UTTERLY USELESS.