There are some people out there and maybe you're one of them who say things like, 'Yeah, I control my dreams. I just think about [THING] before I fall asleep and then I dream about it.' I try that often and it does not work. At all. Ever. Maybe I'm being to specific with my thoughts. Maybe.
So, my earliest dream memory? A nightmare. I don't remember *not* being plagued by nightmares. Terrifying ones, at that. Around my 12th year, I stumbled into one of your referenced conversations. Bullshit!, I thought. If I focused intensely on Dirk Benedict before bed, that in no way increased the chances of him popping up in my dreams. Just the usual running, falling, fighting, murder and mayhem of my dreamscape. Then that same lying, liar mentioned that he could also change the course of his dreams. Bullshit! I thought again. But I thought about that a lot, and the next time I was penned up against a wall, about to have throat slit by a door-to-door salesman (that I *told* everyone not to let into the house!!), I thought of a door, reached behind me AND THERE WAS A MOTHER-FUCKING-DOOR! for me to escape through. I was queen of the dreamworld! Never again would I be falling off bridges to my death, or captured by monsters and ripped to pieces! So, while I couldn't decide to dream about someone or something, once I was actually dreaming, I could totally bring Dirk into the mix. Awesome!
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Date: 2010-02-22 06:17 pm (UTC)I try that often and it does not work. At all. Ever. Maybe I'm being to specific with my thoughts. Maybe.
So, my earliest dream memory? A nightmare. I don't remember *not* being plagued by nightmares. Terrifying ones, at that. Around my 12th year, I stumbled into one of your referenced conversations.
Bullshit!, I thought.
If I focused intensely on Dirk Benedict before bed, that in no way increased the chances of him popping up in my dreams. Just the usual running, falling, fighting, murder and mayhem of my dreamscape. Then that same lying, liar mentioned that he could also change the course of his dreams.
Bullshit! I thought again. But I thought about that a lot, and the next time I was penned up against a wall, about to have throat slit by a door-to-door salesman (that I *told* everyone not to let into the house!!), I thought of a door, reached behind me AND THERE WAS A MOTHER-FUCKING-DOOR! for me to escape through.
I was queen of the dreamworld! Never again would I be falling off bridges to my death, or captured by monsters and ripped to pieces! So, while I couldn't decide to dream about someone or something, once I was actually dreaming, I could totally bring Dirk into the mix. Awesome!
Also? If it's not a tinhat, it won't work.