Thoughts of a dreamer
Hold that thought, what thought? Shit, it slipped my mind.. Happens sometimes, ah fuck it. On to the next. I thought about becoming an archaeologist, wanting to excavate ancient Roman buildings and pottery and weapons etc. Maybe I should apply at a company that does excavations of this nature. Or maybe I should start a study ? Archaeology? Or maybe graphic designer? I know my way around photoshop and would love to learn more on video editing! Or something to do with taking care of mentally/physically disabled people? There’s so many things to do, but I have no idea what it is that I should do. What should I become? What can I do to find out? How do I know?
These are just thoughts I have while laying in bed, trying to sleep, my body is tired but my brain wont stop.. As a kid I used to tell myself that I would dream about the last thing I think of before falling asleep, it never really worked. It still doesn’t, I can’t control my dreams. I have a very rich imagination and can fantasize about anything, so when I dream my brain goes ‘badshitcrazy’. There’s no limit to whats possible in my dreams. Anything and everything is possible. I can feel my eyes getting heavier, can barely hold them open now.
I open my eyes and look around me, there’s trees, grass, bush, I hear birds chirping and the wind blowing through the leaves. I’m in the forrest, but what am I doing here? I’ve got no idea. Let’s try and get back home. I start to run, but my body feels so light, I can barely hold my feet on the ground. All of a sudden I realize I’m not on the ground anymore, I’m flying! Did my run generate so much speed that I just took off?? Fuck it who cares, I’m flying!! Damn it looks beautiful from up here. Always wanted the power to be able to fly, so you don’t hear me complain! As I fly through the sky I feel free, free as a bird. No one can touch me here and I can go wherever I like. It’s the feeling of total freedom and no restrains of any kind that makes flying so special. I can feel the air blowing through my hair and I can feel the air getting colder the higher I get.
“It’s the feeling of total freedom and no restrains of any kind that makes flying so special”
And then I wake up again, while still having the feeling that I’m in a dream. This happens a lot, waking up in the middle of a dream, leaving me with an unfinished story in my head. Cause that’s what dreams basically are, they’re stories told by your subconscious mind. I have a lot of dreams in which I fly. Even had dreams in which I’m fighting dragons or other enemies while flying mid-air like they would in ‘Dragon Ball Z’. My dreams can get pretty weird, as in ‘talking dinosaurs living in the city mixed with humans kinda weird’. But they can get pretty dark too, I’ve had a period that I would dream that I was a ‘Sith Lord’ from ‘Star Wars’ and that I would destroy anything that got in my way. Like the Sith Lords would do in the movies too. And my dreams don’t hold back either, I go bad shit crazy as a Sith Lord (ab)using the Dark side of the Force like a madman.
Alright, enough about dreams. How did I end up writing about dreams anyway?
It’s 09:50 AM, time to make some coffee and breakfast I guess.. Plans for today? Right, don’t have any.. Let’s watch something on Netflix again and search the web for UFO sightings and whatnot. I’ve actually had two UFO sightings myself, but I’ll write about that another time.
Have a nice day, and don’t forget to always keep dreaming ☺️
– Bandit out