Dreams just don't make sense sometimes. Had one two nights ago where I was defending myself from a creepy guy under a bridge just for a woman with her kid to pass by and say "[my name], what are you doing with that knife! Don't you know you're a registered sex offender?" HELP ME THEN
2 years ago 路 馃憤 ori_bean
Last night I dreamt that I was at a convencience store, and there was this little boy looking for programming books. I helped him look, and then I found out the boy was a human guinea pig who would not be fed or allowed to play if he didn't meet with the results the researchers wanted of him. I was angry for a full half an hour after I woke up. He could not have been more than ten. He was such a sweet kid too. The brain can generate some messed up shit. 路 2 years ago
On one hand I like the philosophical stance that all dreams are really just the mind connecting to different possibilities of reality, and that the heart of all of existance boils down to a cosmic dream. On the other the logical extention of this philosophy is that all your wierd ass fever dreams, worst nightmares, and darkest most violent imaginations are also equally real experiences actually happening on some level of reality which is an uncomfortable thought to say the least. I have an inability to remember my dreams after I wake up even though i faintly recollect I had one. Maybe should start up a dream journal again. Always wanted to lucid dream more. 路 2 years ago
Thank you for this insightful peek into your subconscious, drunk pigeon. All jokes aside, dreams are indeed very weird and their ability to make us believe what is going on at the time in them makes you wonder how powerful the brain is. Dream Ori from two nights ago had a friend named Rodney who had a ginger mullet and drove a truck. I kind of miss Rodney. 路 2 years ago
I feel the need to clarify that I am not in real-life, a registered sex offender. 路 2 years ago