We all dream at some time. The question is, why? The question has been interrogated for answers over thousands of years by many experts in one field of sleep investigation or another. Some experts say we dream because of the
influence certain events in our awakened life have upon our psyche, or the term used, subconscious mind, in other fields of
expertise. At best, they are all guessing, and at worst, they are all guessing. No one knows for sure why we dream because by all intent and purpose, without the dream-state, we are as good as dead. Death, the very idea of death: the not knowing of any feeling of being any more, the black nothingness death surely must represent, is the same state when we sleep without dreaming. Of course when we sleep without dreaming, we are not dead at all, our body is recharging its batteries,
so it is said, and we are very much alive, but we don't know that for sure until we wake up when our alarm clock goes off, or otherwise we are disturbed and we awaken. So, if you have ever wondered what death is
actually like, sleep-state minus dreaming is as good an analogy you will find. There is another of course, unconsciousness brought on by a shock to the system through an accident, a bad knock to the head, sudden oxygen starvation etc, which mimics death-state very well.
I wonder
just how many people actually talk to themselves whilst in the midst of a
dream? I can and do. I know I am on my...or in my bed...whilst I am
dreaming. I search for my bed, making sure my body is asleep especially
during a nightmare. I suppose it is a safety valve for me because I am so
fascinated by dreams anyway, and hate to wake up from one as I like to
recall what I dream when I awake, naturally, rather than during a nightmare,
for example. I will forget the details of the dream otherwise.
Back to dreams...
The "Policemen"
Dream:
I once had a dream in which I came across two police officers. One, a WPC and the other a Sergeant, who said he wanted to search me. I told him to get knotted. He was most persistent and told me lie down on the
cinder path upon which we all stood. I told him no way as I as wearing a new dark suit. He told me to get on the ground, or else! I told him to get knotted again, and said that in my dream I would do no such thing. He asked me if I was sure that this dream I was in was my dream, I told him all I had to do was open my eyes, I would be laying on my bed at home, but they would both disappear. He said, "go on then." So I opened my eyes, made sure I was in my bed at home...I was...so I closed my eyes again and there I was stood in front of the two police officers again.
"Where have you been? I've been waiting for you!" He said, "you see, this is MY dream, so do as you are told." I lay down whilst he searched me and then he told me I could go. I woke up again quite confused!
So, was it my dream? Or was it the Policeman's dream?
I can honestly say it was my dream because I remember whilst I was dreaming
the above, I told myself if I fought the Policeman in the dream, it would
have the reverse effect in my awaken life; a bad effect, so I went along
with him instead for the better effect in my awaken life. What that was, I
did not know, but it was how I thought about it at the time. I had no lucky
event happening after the dream, so what this omen was about...I don't t
know.