Dream Analysis? Keep Dreaming
Whether it be from a psychology lecture, an eccentric friend, or coke fiend Sigmund Freud, I am always hearing about this notion that your dreams may have a hidden message from your subconscious.
Bogus. Holy Freaking God is This Bogus.
It's not so much that I don't believe in this because the man who pioneered it also thought it was a perfectly normal thing for a young man to contemplate killing his father so he may be engaged sexually with his mother Norman Bates style.... No, no, I'm fine with this. The reason I call "bullshit" on dream interpretation is the simple personal experience of my own dreams over the last several nights.
Thursday Night or Why You Should Always Share Your Ice Cream.
I dream that I steal Latimer's Nissan to get a sandwich and on the way, it transports me back to the 1920's. I am arrested and thrown in jail for crashing a car that has not been invented yet. The district attorney comes to visit me in prison and I try to explain that I can't be put in jail because I haven't even been born yet. He says he knows this and was once a childhood friend of mine, and created the whole scenario to get me stranded in a 1920's jail because I did share an ice cream cone with him when we were children. I am visited by a female friend in prison and wake up.
Thanks to the good people at www.dreammoods.com I am able to give a rough though "incredibly accurate" interpretation of my twisted dreams to all of you.
Dream Analysis -
Stealing Latimer's car indicates that I am needy of his or his car's attention. Using it to travel back to the 1920's indicates I wish to live in the 1920's (wow, that's so deep!). The car accident that ensued is a warning that I am (I kid you not) "driving" myself too hard, yet paradoxically, being arrested and thrown in jail can only mean that I am too confined and restricted, and not pushing myself hard enough. As for having a female friend in my dream, it can only mean I want to bone her.
Now, as if it needs said, this is not at all indicative of Corey "Big C" Spring. For example, me wanting to live in the era of prohibition could quite possibly be the most hilariously absurd thing I have or ever will hear in my life. Not too mention me being needy of Latimer or his car (I don't even drive stick). But this, my friends, is only the tip of the iceberg. Let's move on.
Friday Night or The Two People You Want to Be Next to Most While Defusing a Bomb.
This sorid little dream begins on a submarine. It had a very "cruise-like" atmosphere, in that there seems to be no military, and only rich ass tourists on this sub. I take a seat at the dining table to find that my two dinner guests for the evening are Luke and Owen Wilson. Owen is stoned out of his mind. We chat for awhile when semi-respected actor Luke Wilson announces very loudly he has discovered a bomb under our table. I immediately try to begin disarming it and tell the Wilsons to get the captain and some tools. They disappear and I work feverishly against time to disarm the bomb. (Why we didn't just shoot it out of the sub and into the bottom of the ocean I'll never know). The brothers arrive ten minutes later or so and now they are both high and laughing like hyenas. Owen yells repeatedly "Oh man..... Oh man I'm so high.... I'm SOOO high hehehehehe." Idiot. Somehow, while never doing any drugs in this dream, I end up high or drunk or something and give up on defusing the weapon to go find the buffet table for some shrimp (Sidenote: I do not eat shrimp). The last thing I remember is Owen Wilson, star of several hit comedies, putting lipstick on the outer casing of the bomb.
Dream Analysis -
Where do you even begin to start with something as screwed up as this....
Being on this sub cruise is supposed to mean I am cautiously exploring my emotions, and will soon be going on an emotional journey. How the celebrities are portrayed in my dream (constantly stoned) is a reflection of how my best friends usually act (though one could understandably think so, they are not constantly stoned). I am on the verge of exploding with anger and violence because of the bomb, the good people at dreammoods.com tell me. And my favorite, which I will quote directly from the site,
So are these humorous little dreams just that, or are they a stark warning of danger to come, possibly warning signs of me about to unload a few rounds at the local post office? I will allow you to make your own conclusions about dream analysis, but I will throw in my two cents about what I think these dreams could mean for me in the future.
Stated simply, before going to bed, do not eat a burrito as big as your head.
Bogus. Holy Freaking God is This Bogus.
It's not so much that I don't believe in this because the man who pioneered it also thought it was a perfectly normal thing for a young man to contemplate killing his father so he may be engaged sexually with his mother Norman Bates style.... No, no, I'm fine with this. The reason I call "bullshit" on dream interpretation is the simple personal experience of my own dreams over the last several nights.
Thursday Night or Why You Should Always Share Your Ice Cream.
I dream that I steal Latimer's Nissan to get a sandwich and on the way, it transports me back to the 1920's. I am arrested and thrown in jail for crashing a car that has not been invented yet. The district attorney comes to visit me in prison and I try to explain that I can't be put in jail because I haven't even been born yet. He says he knows this and was once a childhood friend of mine, and created the whole scenario to get me stranded in a 1920's jail because I did share an ice cream cone with him when we were children. I am visited by a female friend in prison and wake up.
Thanks to the good people at www.dreammoods.com I am able to give a rough though "incredibly accurate" interpretation of my twisted dreams to all of you.
Dream Analysis -
Stealing Latimer's car indicates that I am needy of his or his car's attention. Using it to travel back to the 1920's indicates I wish to live in the 1920's (wow, that's so deep!). The car accident that ensued is a warning that I am (I kid you not) "driving" myself too hard, yet paradoxically, being arrested and thrown in jail can only mean that I am too confined and restricted, and not pushing myself hard enough. As for having a female friend in my dream, it can only mean I want to bone her.
Now, as if it needs said, this is not at all indicative of Corey "Big C" Spring. For example, me wanting to live in the era of prohibition could quite possibly be the most hilariously absurd thing I have or ever will hear in my life. Not too mention me being needy of Latimer or his car (I don't even drive stick). But this, my friends, is only the tip of the iceberg. Let's move on.
Friday Night or The Two People You Want to Be Next to Most While Defusing a Bomb.
This sorid little dream begins on a submarine. It had a very "cruise-like" atmosphere, in that there seems to be no military, and only rich ass tourists on this sub. I take a seat at the dining table to find that my two dinner guests for the evening are Luke and Owen Wilson. Owen is stoned out of his mind. We chat for awhile when semi-respected actor Luke Wilson announces very loudly he has discovered a bomb under our table. I immediately try to begin disarming it and tell the Wilsons to get the captain and some tools. They disappear and I work feverishly against time to disarm the bomb. (Why we didn't just shoot it out of the sub and into the bottom of the ocean I'll never know). The brothers arrive ten minutes later or so and now they are both high and laughing like hyenas. Owen yells repeatedly "Oh man..... Oh man I'm so high.... I'm SOOO high hehehehehe." Idiot. Somehow, while never doing any drugs in this dream, I end up high or drunk or something and give up on defusing the weapon to go find the buffet table for some shrimp (Sidenote: I do not eat shrimp). The last thing I remember is Owen Wilson, star of several hit comedies, putting lipstick on the outer casing of the bomb.
Dream Analysis -
Where do you even begin to start with something as screwed up as this....
Being on this sub cruise is supposed to mean I am cautiously exploring my emotions, and will soon be going on an emotional journey. How the celebrities are portrayed in my dream (constantly stoned) is a reflection of how my best friends usually act (though one could understandably think so, they are not constantly stoned). I am on the verge of exploding with anger and violence because of the bomb, the good people at dreammoods.com tell me. And my favorite, which I will quote directly from the site,
may also mean that you need to look on your inner strength for stimulation instead of relying on outside forces.
So are these humorous little dreams just that, or are they a stark warning of danger to come, possibly warning signs of me about to unload a few rounds at the local post office? I will allow you to make your own conclusions about dream analysis, but I will throw in my two cents about what I think these dreams could mean for me in the future.
Stated simply, before going to bed, do not eat a burrito as big as your head.
