Friday, March 18, 2011

Dream 1 - Rigged


I had this dream last night.
I was walking around outside at night on a farm. I was near the barn and I heard some noises around the corner. It was my friend, Joel Sytsma, running some sort of cheap carnival game that he made. It was behind a wooden fence, and he wouldn’t show me what it was. Him and his friend were urging me to play, “Come on! It’s just a dollar to play. All you need is three out of five to win sixty bucks!” “What is it?” I inquired. They continued to goad me into p(l)aying, “Just pay and we’ll show you. You’ll want to anyway.” “Then just show me!” I remarked. I hopped over the fence and saw what it was. Under a bright and naked light bulb was a rusting tin can buried almost lid-deep underground. The ground was dry dirt and the lid was still hanging on by a shred. They were tossing silver dollars at it from behind a lack-of-dirt line and laughing. “I thought you were our only hope!” Joel said to one guy, still flipping coins at the can. They were trying to get it in the can, but it was at least 30 feet away, and it would never make it in, certainly not 1 in 60 times. I was glad that I didn’t pay a dollar to try this. And to think that I needed three out of five. That was absurd. I realized after a little how funny it was that they were all silver dollars. I joked and said, “Did you force everyone to pay in silver dollars too?” Nobody thought it was funny. I continued watching the other guy flipping dollar after dollar at the can.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Dreams. What could they means?

Dreams come from rainbows, and vice versa. Symbiotically, they live in harmony.
I'm delving into a less known and more mysterious sense: dreaming. I mean, senses are what make up our experiences, and we certainly experience dreams. So what are they? I would claim that not only can I see and hear, but I can feel and taste as well. I can't recall any times at which I have smelled in a dream, but I don't think it's impossible. These experiences are like seeing and hearing objects outside of our minds, but does the fact that they only exist in our minds make them sub-experiences or sub-senses? I think certainly not. If a sense needs a stimulus to activate something in the brain then dreams cover that definition of senses.
I happen to be a vivid dreamer. Falling asleep is like taking drugs (from what I hear in popular culture about taking drugs) for me. I remember my dreams about 95% of the time, and if it weren't for the fact that I live a life in which stress can easily interfere with my dream memory, it'd probably 100% of the time, or something like 99.99%
I also think that dreams are interesting. It's a strange way in which small thoughts or concepts in our minds manifest themselves in distorted or hyperbolic ways. So I've decided to start sharing my dream log with the world via the good old WW web. Usually I type up my dreams in a digital journal as soon as I can. Now I will publish them on this blog thing, starting tomorrow.
I should warn you, sometimes they are vulgar, violent, and other things to which you probably would not expose your small child(ren). How is Ren doing, anyway?