Going hypothetical on dreams..

Dreams can be such profound things. Unlike .. it seems.. the major population of the world, i seem to hv at least 3-4 dreams every night and i can remember each one. And when i go to sleep, these dreams go on replay mode for me. ITs weird, but sometimes i get childhood dreams replayed me for me on a fast forward mode. It is like when i settle my mind and it goes on alpha mode, i able to unconsciously access my old chest of dreams. But it is more then a chest where u rummage thru, this is high tech, like a computerised thingy. Let's say all my dreams were categorised into various emotions i felt then or even locations. Then as i think of these emotions and locations, my subconsicous opens that file and everything comes up mind screen in quick succession. I always wondered how that happened coz i only found one such case on the internet that happened to another woman. Interesting...

So i did an experiment. I spent one whole day not thinking too much of anything in particular. And i was careful not to put too much of emotions into any act i did that day. ANd yes, my dreams became so negligible. And the subconsicous is a highly creative mechanism, u never know how it going to manifest the simplest of thoughts. The more emotions u put into it, the more imaginative it becomes. For example, this dream took place yesterday night..

About two weeks ago, i bought this pack of chocolate biscuit rolls. When i came back, i found that they had gone a bit stale but i didnt want to throw them away yet so kept em in my fridge. Yesterday as i was cleaning out the fridge i found them again. I contemplated throwing them off again, but again i decided not too. But i had put some emotions into this.. i was thinking wat a waste! Then towards the evening i was thinking about how people made chocolate mousse.

So last night, i had this dream. I was in a shop and some Chinese guy i dunno was ordering some stuff. And someone asked me whether i needed anything, and i asked whether they had those rolled biscuits. The shopkeeper hands me down this huge jar of this biscuit and i ask him whether it is good. He gives me a sample. And i bite into one biscuit roll and out oozes, delicious chocolate mousse. I look at the person who asked me to buy it and im feeling all the love in the world!! Because i got to eat the perfect biscuit roll! So my desire was fulfilled!

Isnt that jus funny? How my subconcious turned the whole thing into a drama that finally justified what i felt about that biscuit thingy?! Amazing huh!