greetings fellow dreamers

blogs connects people of many htings they have in common. and one of them is to share repeatedly of their dreams. it can be of the physical embodiment of the word dream, which is their subconcious paradise that normally gets triggered during deep sleep, most likely a nocturnal activity but sometimes can also mnifest during the day. some talk about dreams as a metaphorical subject, a propellant to their excellence in life. right now…i’m going to share about a mix of both.

last night, i dreamt of something i felt like was the weirdest dream, but lovely if it was in fact real. aaaaaaargh! thats it. a confession of sorts.

seriously, it was that close to being a reality. it was once though, and i thought it would never happen again. the first time it happened, it was for real, sadly, like many things all sugar and spice but nothing nice, it turned out to be sour. culinary connondrum? more like a rojak of sorts from trivandrum(no puns here, just thought about a word that rhymes, and trivandrum, which is a lovely place in india came to mind).

people, well sometimes people exchange gifts to show a mutual affection towards one another. it could be anything from the tikam stickers, to used bottle caps, to expensive ones. even an embrace. a hug, or even a kiss. whatever it may be. done with purest and most sincere of hearts, it will last for a long time. the first may be the most difficult to let go. and hey, i’m not talking about the tikam gifts anymore folks.

and last night’s dream rekindled it all again. why it was so real? simply because i’ve experienced it. that same feeling just came back rushing to me, i was simply jolted out of my bed alright. sigh.

perhaps if anyone’s thinking of doing a major in parapsychology, and if you would need a laboratory specimen, count me in. i would love to share my brain waves for the betterment of the world.

igor….its aliiiiiiiiive! its aliveeeeeeeeeeeee!

plain ol dreamy eyed joe