I am, if I do say so myself, the greatest dreamer I know.
In this case I must point out that I do not mean daydreaming or future dreaming, though I am well accopmlished at those as well.
What I am referring to here is nocturnal brain cinema. I have the craziest, wildest, most vibrant and active dreams of anyone I know.
I have dreamed that I was a knight, fighting for a lady's honor. I have dreamed that I was a spy, in danger of being caught. I have dreamed that I was a murderer, and no one knew. I have dreamed that I was a bank robber, and a damn fine one at that.
I have had dreams where I can run faster than any human, and dreams where I try and try to run but get nowhere. I have had dreams where I have lived forever, and dreams where I have died almost instantly.
I rarely fly in my dreams, but often fall, and land.....hard.
I had a reoccuring dream for many years. I was in a house, and no one knew who I really was. Then one night, at dinner, a stranger came looking for me. I ran out the back of the house and jumped in an old truck. When I got in the truck I fumbled to get the right key in the ignition. I always failed, and would be shot and killed while trying to get away.
Then, one night, as I ran from the house, I had an inter-dream lucidity moment and knew what I must do to get out of the dream. I found the correct key as I ran to the truck. When I jumped in, I started it and got away. For the first time in years of having that dream I moved on in it. Several more things happened, and the dream actually was rather disturbing after that, but I have never had it again.
Once I dreamed that I saved a good friend from a very dangerous foe using a claymore sword. It was awesome.
And one special night I dreamed about the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Indeed, she was the most beautiful woman ever to grace the earth. She was Helen of Troy, Cleopatra, Aphrodite, and Jessica Biel all in one. And for the life of me I cannot remember a single thing about her. I know she was there, but her beauty was so grand my mind cannot recreate her.
I dream about people I know and people I don't. I always find it interesting when I see people I don't actually know in my dreams. It is fascinating to see what my mind creates.
Some people think dreams have hidden meaning, and I think that is probably true, though I never really try to delve into mine.
When they are disturbing, like my dreams last night, I pray for the Lord to clear my mind. When they are hilarious and odd, like my dream the night before last, I relish them and try to remember every detail.
What about you? Do you dream? What do you dream of? C'mon, tell us. Maybe you can claim my title of best dreamer....but I doubt it.
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