When was the last time you had a nightmare, and what happened?
i always have bad dreams, but i rarely have nightmares. i consider nightmares dreams that disturb you so badly that you wake up feeling scared, disoriented, sad or upset. my dreams can be very disturbing, but rarely are they so disturbing that i can't control them.
that's how much of a control freak i am. i will not allow my dreams to control my subconcious mind. if something begins to happen in my dream that is beyond anything i can handle i will change it. if i don't want something to touch me and it does, i make it go away. i think my brain hits a point where it can't take the terror that i'm about to feel and so makes everything sort of go away or change. like, hitting a save on your game before a crucial part, finishing then going back to that save to get a different ending. it's almost exactly the same.
i've dreampt of so many different things. from giant scaly/bony fish capable of swallowing my sister whole, stepping on half dead fetus', sharks flying out of the water trying to eat me, whales swimming next to me their tales flying through the air or giant waves crashing all around me threatening to take me away. i've even dreampt of fighting zombies, vampires and aliens. i think i ran away from a bear recently too...that was a strange one. it was just before the market started to go south in fact. i had that dream and the next day i came to work and you could hear it everywhere, the news that we'd just entered a bear market.
sometimes my dreams can be a little on the prophetic side. i actually used to practice and...well, it kind of worked. a little too well in fact so i stopped. i realized that i honestly didn't want to know. you can't always tell the difference between what's going to happen and what's just a dream. and some of the things i saw were pretty awful...i shot pumpo in the head once. i know that dream wasn't real, i mean i know it was just a dream, but i had just dreampt that two people would start talking again too. i mean these are guys that had no intention of ever speaking to each other again.
they'd fallen out and hadn't spoken in years. suddenly i had a dream that they were in the same room, that we all laughed in unision and had a wonderfully relaxed conversation. i remembered everything. the room, where everyone sat, but not what we were talking about or laughing about. i told pumpo everything and begged him to remember this time. he never remembered anything i told him, but this time he did.... just after it happened. so when i dreampt about shooting him i decided not to try to dream of things to come.
it's not worth knowing anything you don't really need to know. my grandfather would tell his daughters that if you have a dream that you don't want to come to pass tell someone. if you tell someone your dream it will not come to pass. he was wrong. i also found out that there was a history of witches on my gpappy's side.
that's right, my ancestors are a bunch of hags! well, the only thing i believe in is the power of the mind and all it's untapped glory. who knows what we're truly capable of given the chance.
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