Thoughts on Dreams
Well, whats coming - I'm not sure how to explain things really just that I try to work out what dream mean and how do they relate to real life... or is this the dream and there is the real world... any how its in progres
Dreams – After alchol can be even Weirder
In the last week, I was out with friends and drank a variety of drinks – it was either malibu or bacardi mixed with pepsi – not as great as coke cola but still worked well. I chose not to mix anything else and was thankful I didn’t.
I am aware of my general limits for drinking between having a good night, and having a good followed by bad night – seems its something else from uni 
I had around 7 drinks with a spirit of some sort, and usually cola with them. I felt tispy is the best word but seemed to stay there for a while – I was really glad I didn’t drink more as had the feeling for around 3 hours after I had stopped.
Anyhow, the dreams…
I slept for around 10 hours and had quite a mixture of dreams – some were like a continuation of the night, mixing dancing and singing of sorts to others of adventure. Knowing while dreaming that I was dreaming but not being able to really make any changes like normal.
Things seems very bright and distict, and normal objects seemed to have great relevance for a little while then fade into the background as thou they were never there. I was running, dodging random objects through streets – that were not streets but more like an open area of land with set dry mud ways all around as passageways or streets depending how you looked at it.
There was houses – but all that was in them was long passage ways and a double bedroom at the end where people rested. No other facilities – as thou it was just a stop over place before moving on – but while withing everything was safe and you couldn’t be hurt there.
At one point there was a small home type place, there was a mixture of old people/patients that had very short term memory – their rooms were tiny – enough for a bed and thats about it. At night the people were sent or taken there and it seemed stored until the next day. The people there didn’t seem bothered – it was as thou they didn’t recall any different or know of anything better. It didn’t seem right, but I had no control on how to make any changes.
Althou I had many dreams – it felt as thou they were all one canvess – and I was travelling through them. I recall seeing them all as seperates and then as part of one another – different parts of the same story. They didn’t seem to fit together in any particular way but I was aware of them as seperate dreams while at the same time being inside a dream I couldn’t control.
Often when I’ve been drinking, I seem to remember more than if sober – I can write it down easier, then file it away but can somehow access the memory much easier. Does my phsycee actually limit what I take in, and the dulling of the senses with alchol actually release some of the locks that allow me to remember more.
Or maybe its just that you make more of an effort to protect oneself while drinking as you know it changes the chemical makeup and in the process remember more, I am not sure but could be interesting to find out… but were all different so what works for one may not for another.
I know there was a lot more, but words doesn’t seem to cover what I was feeling, seeing and doing so until the clarity comes with it all, thats all I can say. I can still see it and feel it, when seeing it again but it doesn’t seem to help with the words.