I wanted to make a place where we could share our dreams! Our dreams we have while we're asleep, and our aspirations for our futures, or really anything along those lines. I'm sure everyone here has some dream, and some strange ones. Some dreams that sound like they could never happen! Well, if I could quote my favorite singer Adam Lambert:
Adam Lambert wrote: You can go higher, you can go deeper, there are no boundaries, I wanna believe ya, break every rule 'cause there's nothing between you and your dreams!
So anyways, anyone have a bad dream last night they want to talk about, or a hope for their life? Tell us all about it, and please do stay to chat
I'll start out with my own aspirations: I would like to move out this summer, and next year take my first full course load at college. I want to eventually get 4 Ph.D's (Law, Psychology, Philosophy and English) and be a professor when I'm old and gray and have wisdom to match my education Of course, if I change my mind along the way, so be it!
Also, I would like to share a dream I had about a month ago I think. It's made me think and reconsider my life more than anything I can think of, not to say that it's made me actually change my life but those who know much about me should understand why it effected me so much. Here is the narrative I wrote about it as soon as I woke up that morning:
Andrew's Subconcious wrote:It is I, the great debater, the wise man of this age – the madman, the fool. As I slept I came across a home, and not just one home but the home of many. I walked down the hallway and opened a door which I came to. Peering inside, I saw there were many men there, feasting and being merry. I could see that they hated each other, and so they hated me above all, for they hated themselves. They scoffed at me and cursed me, and so I left them and moved on down the hall. Each door I entered was the same – men and women drunk with pleasure, though still they hated each other. They hated me above all. Finally I left this house and crept into the alleyway behind the house where none walk at night. I presumed myself alone until I looked upwards. There was an open doorway near the top of the house, though I could not see inside it. There was a staircase leading to it, and standing on the stairs were old men waiting to be led inside. All were identical, and as soon as one man stepped inside, another was in the line to take his place. Their eyes betrayed no emotion, and neither did their faces. Finally as I observed them, one of the men looked at me. In his face was despair – such a despair that it made me seek for purpose myself, though I already knew I could not find one.
I looked across the road and saw a great pool. It was long and wide, with cloudy water that was still transparent to my eyes. I could see no one in the pool, and neither was it marked. As I approached it, the signs began to read themselves in my mind. Of two facts I was absolutely and unquestionably certain – the first, if I were to enter the pool I could never leave, and second, if I did not enter the pool, never could I enter it ever after. With a sudden resolve I leapt over the water and fell into the pool.
When my head resurfaced above the waters, I could no longer see across the street. There were others in the pool with me, three from my count. The third I could never make out, but two were the most beautiful of women as I had ever seen. Suddenly I became aware of the water which I was effortlessly floating in. The temperature was soothing to the point that I decided I would never leave this pool even if I were given the option. I also became aware of a feeling – it was so perfect. I felt well, but not because I felt good feelings, but because I felt no pain. This was the most wonderful, the most perfect feeling I could have imagined. All the pleasures of the world that had at times masked or covered my pain seemed disgusting and worthless to me in this place.
At last the other three and I were gathering together by the edge of the pool, near where I had myself jumped in earlier. Then He came to the edge of the poolside – He was here! The one who my whole life I had run from and hated, but now who I loved, for he had shown me the error of my own way and given me this life forever. I bowed my head to him and worshipped him until my sleep was ended. Never has this student of knowledge and wisdom been so inclined to pay attention to a simple vision of the night, but now it has changed him. For who is the one who catches the clever in their craftiness? Now that I have been justified by he who is without need for redemption, I have finally understood that which in my foolishness I made myself blind to.
Well guys, happy posting! Can't wait to hear your dreams!