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This thread reminds me of the song "Teenage Dirtbag" by Wheetus.
"Her name is Noel. I have a dream about her: she rings my bell. I've got gym class in half an hour, oh how she rocks..."
Dreams are made up of everything we've encountered in our lives and pain we've gone through. Images seen, sounds heard, feelings, emotions...All of our senses remember.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that dreams are like a collage, the original images and clippings are there, but together they make something new.
And in one way or another it can affect you in real life.
"Her name is Noel. I have a dream about her: she rings my bell. I've got gym class in half an hour, oh how she rocks..."
Dreams are made up of everything we've encountered in our lives and pain we've gone through. Images seen, sounds heard, feelings, emotions...All of our senses remember.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that dreams are like a collage, the original images and clippings are there, but together they make something new.
And in one way or another it can affect you in real life.