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On the Essence of Dreams
I once read a satire that criticized dreaming. The author, who wrote it in the late 1800s, humorously elaborated upon the "boring" habit that people tend to partake in just after wakig up: telling others about their dreams. The satire is my personal favorite, even considering all other satires I have ever read. Yet, I disagree with the author. I actually find enjoyment in hearing the bizarre tales of others, the things that they experience in the dreamscape. So, please, share your dreams. It can be any dream you have ever had, vivid or bland. Sigmund Freud claimed that the driving factors of the human mind lay primarily in the subconscious, and though he was later proven mostly wrong, the things that present themselves when we are unconscious, such as in our dreams, are still interesting. I think you get the idea, so enjoy this challenge!
YaKes
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Little pink drink.

I was on methadone for about 15 years I reduced and jumped off then months later I busted and had a little drink.

Fell asleep in my room in bed, I woke from sleep but I was still dreaming and I was a spirit I came into the lounge room where my brother was asleep facing the wall where he sleeps on the floor everything was how I left it to go to sleep I screamed ”josh!” ”JOSH!” ”josh!” ”JOSH!” he wouldn't wake then I knew it was I that was dead from the methadone he gave me.

I got really scared and tried my hardest to wake.

I woke in bed sat up walked outshouted ”JOSH!” ”josh!”

no...

Still sleeping he and me...

and I was dead,

I freaked out tried smashing cups and playing with the lights to no avail I was dead! a spirit living what I thought would be forever in a unit of eternity...

No more methadone for me...

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