The Stories of my Dreaming Mind

Somehow I only remembered just now what these dreams were. I've forgotten them earlier and was convinced that they were probably hazy, but I guess before I was just a little stressed (I was at school) to remember clearly. Today's dreams and yesterday's dreams were actually pretty vivid, as vivid as they usually are for moi. I'm only going to post today's dreams though. Two dreams had to do with pets and animals.

I am in my parents' bedroom, on the top floor of my house. The window is open, and the window net thing is also open. Both cats are in the room - Leeroy especially is very curious about the window. I recall the window being completely open before (in real life) and I am not afraid that the cats will run away onto the (flat) rooftop because they didn't last time. I simply watch them in humour. Then a small finch kind of bird flies in through the window and flies around in circles in the bedroom, disoriented. Suddenly my mom appears in the room with me, and I think to myself that we should let the cats eat this bird (since we have a pet bird that the cats keep trying to hunt). Then the thought comes into mind that maybe once they eat this bird, they'll want to eat Jerry (my pet bird) even more! My mom agrees (even though I was only thinking that, not speaking it aloud, but I didn't question it). My mom is silent and motionless, as if all decisions fall on me. I decide to just let the cats run around the room trying to catch the bird - because it is fun to watch and because they would definitely enjoy eating it (I thought that in almost those exact words). Then I have a short worried thought that the bird will lure the cats to go chase it outside the window, but I let those worries drift away from my optimistic mind. I continue to enjoy watching my cats chase, or now rather watch the bird fly around the room.

--- Side note: I noticed that having a thought inside a dream is much more vivid than having a thought in real life. In real life, the physical is obviously as vivid and realistic as it gets, and thoughts that you have also do bring images and scenarios to be imagined and sort of partly experienced by and through your mind, but don't feel as vivid as they may in a dream. When you have a thought in a dream, I notice that the images and scenarios that are imagined because of the thought are much more vivid in dream reality than real reality... sometimes just as vivid as the physical reality of the dream, that objects appear/disappear/shape-shift/change and that you jump in the dream to another fragment of the dream. After some thinking and theorizing, I have come to the conclusion that because a dream occurs in the mind and not in real physical reality, and because everything in the dream, including the dreamscape, objects, people, and thoughts, are all created by your mind in close frequencies, it makes it seem like the thoughts/imaginations you have in the dream are more vivid than in real life because you compare them with the physicality of the dream that is also created by your mind... If that makes sense. In real life, the frequency of real physical objects are very different from the frequency of your thoughts.

I also theorize that in a vivid lucid dream, by utilizing more of your conscious mind, you are able to convince your mind that the physicality of the dream is or can be just as real as the physicality of real life, and thus make it so. This second theory is not yet concluded on since I have not experienced enough lucid dreams to observe and learn enough to create a theory.

Yes, I do create a lot of theories about everything. This means I also over-analyze things in real life, however all of this analyzing and theorizing simply causes me to have a better understanding of how the mind and psychology of people works. (I don't theorize about scientific laws or whatever, only that which I can personally experience... Like dreams and thought and actions/reactions of other human beings! ) Okay well back to the dreams now.

---->The next dream was possibly the strangest one I have had in a long long while. It has to do with sexual themes, so just a warning, don't read this if you do not want to know.

I am at my old school, Fielding Drive P.S. There is a lot of the dream that is on the edge of my mind right now, but I can't pin it down, so I will just write down the fragment of the dream that I can remember clearly. I am in the junior computer lab. There is a bald teacher there, and I have just walked into the room, having a question to ask him which I either wasn't sure what the question was in the dream or just forgot it now. I am holding some school stuff, like maybe a binder or some paper, in my hand. I am at the door furthest from the exit of the junior hallway of the school. The teacher doesn't seem to acknowledge me walking in. He is not asking me what I am doing here, just continuing to sit at his computer playing card computer games or something. I realize that he is waiting for me to talk, even though he is not making eye contact with me or anything like that. I am hesitant to say anything because this is really strange. I don't think I say anything. After a while of standing there, I have the dirty thought that maybe he was watching porn before I came in, and quickly switched to playing computer games when he heard the door open. I ponder this thought, thinking if it's really realistic, and here is another proof of my theory by the way, the dream hazily sort of jumps between me walking back out the door, and then walking back in through the other door, the door closest to the exit door of the school and the teacher, walking in on the teacher that has become a cat but not really a cat licking it's erection. And then I start fapping as if I was watching cat porn really... odd.

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The other dream that I remember felt like it had to do with zip-lining or running some sort of course... It's a very hazy memory that I have of this. I'm with a group of people, some I recognize as friends, and some I just don't know at all, or are guides or other participants in this course. My brother is there too, and he is with some of his friends. We walk into the indoor part of the course. It is a mansion. With red carpet, and everything looks very rich. There are rich business people in the room mingling. At this point I think we all forget somehow that this was a zip-lining course. We enjoy the refreshments, and there is a bonfire somewhere, and an area of the room with the continued zip-lining course. I mingle with some of the rich business people. There was a problem and I was discussing possible solutions with them and I forget completely what this problem or solution was, but it had to do with business probably. Then I move onto the course. There is a complication with the next zip-line, where the pulley that is already on the wire doesn't go back unless the person on the other side of the zip-line sends it back to you or something. It is above a fire or something really dangerous that will kill you if you let go, and there are no harnesses in this zip-line. It is still in the mansion, and you can still see the room from here. The rich business people are upset that we will break something. I use the zip-line, get to the other side, and so does my brother. Some people die for unknown reasons. I think I kill someone, or maybe just feel like I killed someone. The blame goes on me anyway. I don't feel guilty, I accept the deaths as the reality of life and the dream and I think other people do too. The corpses immediately and unnoticeably vanish upon this acceptance. There's some more legal complications or whatever, but I was unaffected. Then more stuff happened that is on the brink of my mind.

Oh yes. Before we are at the part of the dream above, we are at my house, in the living room. My brother and I are talking, and I have two blankets laid out downstairs for me to sleep on because I sometimes sleep in the living room. Two of my brother's friends take to the couch, cover themselves with the blankets and go to sleep. It is not nighttime. I get angry that they are using my blankets, and express this anger slightly at my brother. Mostly, I am thinking if they will notice the possible smell of the blankets (?). They don't seem to notice anything. Then I go hang out downstairs with my brother, then his friends wake up, suddenly the dream seamlessly shifts to being at Mark's Work Wearhouse and then shifts to being back at home, chatting in the small walk-in hallway place of my house, and then playing a video game that combines Spyro, another game I played only in another dream I had a while ago, and Final Fantasy XII, in the mine cave area near the start of the game. My dream is immersed into this game, I am inside the game reality while hearing the roaring voices of my brother and his friends, and my quieter voice chatting back with them. More stuff happened that I can only feel the feeling/frequency of rather than exactly pinpoint what happened. I think at one point I was in danger of dying possibly because my brothers' friends' stupid mistake and my brother gets mad at them or something I don't know.

Yes, odd dreams today I know.