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Tuesday, 10 June 2008
10:37:31 AM (GMT)
I once read about an interesting theory of dreams which seems to explain some of
their quirks.

Back when we were jungolian animals, we had a clear response to danger: fight or
flight, fuelled by adrenaline and various other lovely neural chemicals. Now, as
modern woman and man, we do not really use any of these responses. In an interview,
it would be as inappropriate to run out and far away as it would be to get up and
beat the interviewer round the face. Thus, the adrenaline, since it isn't being used,
remains floating around our brain and generally making it difficult to interact
socially.

Dreams, this article stated, functioned to aid this. Our dreams served to fulfil
whatever base desire we had left over in our brains from the adrenaline. This doesn't
necessarily have to make sense, it just has to fit the other side of the equation we
started in our waking life. This would explain why dreams seem to have some odd
'significance', even though it's fairly far removed from reality. It also explains
why we dream a lot when we are stressed, because we have a lot of brain chemistry to
normalise again.

Last night, I had a dream, most of which I don't remember, but one bit of it I chose
to try to lodge into long term memory. This part was a game that some of my
dream-comrades (people I met in the dream when I was staying in Manchester overnight
with no accomodation, heh) invented (and, so, I think I can claim the idea as mine,
since it's my brain that made it. Anyway, this is how the sequence went:

DreamGuy (to me): What's a lorry driver?
Me: Uh... well.. a guy who drives lorries?
DreamGuy (to me): No. It's a game.

I am then handed a red toy car of medium size, and the the rest of the party cluster
around me saying "In my hand! In my hand!". The object of the game, as I understood
it, was a kind of tag. You're meant to try to put the car in someone else's hand and
get them to accept it, and then they have the car and have to do the same thing (I'm
presuming my dream-comrades were taunting me and would have removed their hands at
the last moment). I thought it might be quite fun actually... and it's certainly an
amusing random thing to do XD Especially that conversation... that amused me a bit.

That is all!
Last edited: 10 June 2008

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electroconvulsive says:   10 June 2008   365472  
I am then handed a p3n1s of medium size, and the the rest of the
party cluster
around me saying "In my hand! In my hand!". The object of the game, as
I understood
it, was a kind of tag. You're meant to try to put the p3n1s in someone
else's hand and
get them to accept it, and then they have the p3n1s and have to do the
same thing (I'm
presuming my dream-comrades were taunting me and would have removed
their hands at
the last moment). I thought it might be quite fun actually... and it's
certainly an
amusing random thing to do XD Especially that conversation... that
amused me a bit.
neoeno says:   10 June 2008   357385  
Congrats! Try something original next time! And don't worry, you can
say penis, I won't be offended.
 
electroconvulsive says:   10 June 2008   455169  
can you write moar 
neoeno says:   10 June 2008   469131  
Is that all? Surely you can do better than that. I mean.. you've
commented on my behaviour of writing a lot.. what... ten times now?
You need some new material.
 
electroconvulsive says:   10 June 2008   894817  
Yaaaa, you are my comedic sunshine
neoeno says:   10 June 2008   243572  
I'm glad we agree.
 
saralyn247 says :   15 June 2008   559497  
I had a Kupika dream lastnight. It was strange... it's in my diary.
But I warn you... you're OLD. D:
 

 
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