Dreams

Martin Luther-King famously had one, King Nebuchadnezzar had a few that were quite disturbing and the Monkees were firm believers in them, but only in the daytime. God said that old men will dream them, although I’m not quite sure about the rest of us, and a whole season of Dallas was one, which was all a little bit silly. Joseph was quite good at interpreting them and another Joseph saw an angel in one telling him to grab Mary and Jesus and leg it to the desert, and just this morning I dreamt that a lady had won the Snooker World Championship but I have absolutely no idea why. Whether they’re inspirational, aspirational, perplexing or just downright terrifying, whether we have good ones or bad ones, and whether we like them or not, dreams form an important part of our history and our future and are here to stay. Some cultures believe you can catch them and we’re always being encouraged to follow them but most of the time we can’t even remember what they were about five minutes after we’ve had them. And when we do, sometimes they’re worth remembering but often they’re best forgotten, but it’s true to say that life would be a whole lot duller without them, so on balance they’re probably worth embracing. Some people say they’re our brain’s way of understanding, interpreting and storing our experiences; others say they’re our subconscious trying to get out; and some people just say they’re stupid: but whether they’re sleeping dreams, day dreams, lucid dreams, or dreams for the future they’re a big part of what makes us us, so we can’t really ignore them.

So, have sweet ones tonight dear readers.

Till next time.