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Topic: dreams...
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Loban
Padawan
Member # 253
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posted 02-12-2003 01:14 PM
     
(not for the timid, or those with weak stomachs...)I had, what had to have been, my weirdest dream last night... here goes a brief description: First, I was flying a plane... simple enough, but we ran out of fuel... so we stopped somewhere in Texas to re-fuel at a gas station... it gets better... we're being chased, and we barely get out of there... thanks to my skill as a pilot...  That's when it started to get REALLY weird... Believe it or not, I was now Tiger Woods' caddy... I think I saw something on Sportscenter about his caddy, so that explains that... Ok, I was me... but everyone else thought I was his caddy/personal director of the media... I had to wear this head band/wireless head set... but it had a battery that went in my shirt pocket... and, they told me that it causes cancer!!? I was out of there after that... I mean, I wanted to get on TV, but not at that cost... first I see a bus lot, and at my whim it turns into a car lot... I grab some light-blue convertible, and hightail it out of there... Now, I was on a San Diego highway... going the wrong way up an on ramp, and bicyclists coming down the ramp are nearly running ME over... It get's even better... For some reason, I have to ditch my car, and go down some rain drainage access shaft... on the other side, it's sunny... and there's a makeshift walking bridge made of wood, underneath is clear blue-green water... one problem, I've lost use of my legs, and have to go underneath the bridge and sway across it like they were monkey bars... The nails give, and I'm hanging on for dear life to this pile of wood and nails that was once a bridge... Now, I'm inside a soup kitchen... I still have the uncontrollable urge to keep running away from something... This soup kitchen turns into the Chef's house, I make a couple of wrong turns, finally find the front door... but it's locked, I quickly unlock it with the chef breathing down my neck... I go outside, and it's a marina... fish crates all over the dock... I start to run, but some thing stopped me... The phone rang, and I woke up... So, what's it all mean, doc? [ 02-12-2003 11:24 PM: Message edited 1 time, lastly by Loban ] -------------------- In the absence of light, darkness prevails
Posts: 1163 | From: Ardmore, OK | Registered: Jun 2002 | Logged: 65.80.161.95
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Entaris
Dark Priest
Member # 224
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posted 02-13-2003 09:48 AM
Hmmm, i know what it means loban, i can tell you exactly what it means... it means, that you should lay off the caffien, and stay away from bridges... Anyway, best of luck to you, san diago eh? best of luck... theres only 5? wow, your right,sheesh... [ 02-15-2003 07:59 PM: Message edited 1 time, lastly by Graysith ] -------------------- "Insert Snappy quote here"
Posts: 796 | From: Victorville | Registered: May 2002 | Logged: 67.225.96.17
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Graysith
Chosen Daughter
Member # 27
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posted 02-13-2003 11:25 AM
Oh pooh.Dreams occur when we are approaching wakefulness... hence the reason we often remember them with some clarity. It has been said that by writing down a dream the moment one wakes up, one can train themselves to remember more than the "final" dream of the night... we go in and out of various stages of sleep, and dream as we "cycle up" to approach waking up each time. Dreams are random electrical (ie: neuron) charges from one portion of the brain to another. Memories are stored all over the brain. Your brain was just active... everything represented some memory to you -- the Tiger Woods portion is an example. The others might have come wafting up from an older memory about something consciously forgotten. Quite possibly at some point you were highly impressed with a bridge for one reason or another. I know there are many, many bicyclists Florida (great flat terrain, heh) so that was probably a "flash" of you seeing a group of them go by at one time. The blue convertible... have you watched a movie featuring a blue convertible? Or maybe saw one driving around that you thought was neat. Ie: you see something, hear something, smell something... it is sensory input... it goes into the brain, and since for the most part it isn't repeated, probably just into "short term" memory. Thus consciously forgotten, unless it was something seen recently. And then the neurons fire and happen to trigger that particular "storage spot..." Voila. A mishmash of weirdness. Nothing prophetic about it. -------------------- I ride the Stormcloud and the Night!
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Mara1Jade
Expanded Universe Goddess and Corran Obsessor
Member # 68
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posted 02-14-2003 11:29 AM
Yeah, see above what Graysith said. It's all about neural activity during sleep and the memories stored in your brain. You dream during REM (rapid eye movement) sleep, when there is ALOT of nueral activity going on in your brain. Because memories are created from nueral connections, the activation of various and random connections causes you to "dream."So like I said, what Graysith said. Only less eloquently than she put it.  [ 02-14-2003 11:30 AM: Message edited 1 time, lastly by Mara1Jade ] -------------------- Small minds think in small terms!
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