Recently I've had dreams so real that I'm almost convinced that during sleep my consciousness crosses over to another dimension that only exists in my mind.
Probably it's a side effect of my brain transferring my daily memories that have emotional meaning into long term memory.
One memory of my childhood is of an Asian woman who reminds me of my mother except she is floating and has no legs because she is a ghost. I had this dream when I was nine. The thing is, that's how ghosts are depicted in a few Asian ghost stories.
However, I never watched Asian ghost stories but read about it within the past five years. So how does a nine year old Asian kid dream about a ghost from his culture's mythology?
Maybe that's because the ghost might be an ancestor. About that time, my grandmother on my father's side was influencing my mother negatively, a subtle form of mental abuse which in Japanese culture is accepted as a social norm.
Yesterday I visited my mother, and she told me about my father's grandmother, and my father's uncle, his mother's brother, who is my great-uncle. He was close to his mother even after she ran away with a lover. This is because of a younger child's love for his mother.
Perhaps the ghost I dreamed about is my great grandmother. She never said anything to me in the dream. Why would she? Perhaps she appear in my dream because my grandmother couldn't get over my great grandmother's abandonment of her daughter and her son. For my grandmother was old enough to resent her mother abandoning her.
To avoid scandal, my great grandfather got adopted into a rich family's. My grandmother grew up privileged, yet she married a farmer in Canada to get away from her mother, due to the shame my great grandmother brought to the family.
Perhaps this explains why I don't care if a person is rich or poor, as long as they promote respect of other people, regardless of social status. It might even explain why I never got married.
In recent years I've never dreamed about Asian ghosts in my dreams anymore because I sleep lightly.
Reference:
"A yūrei's hands dangle lifelessly from the wrists, which are held outstretched with the elbows near the body. They typically lack legs and feet, floating in the air." & mdash; Yurei: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Y%C5%ABrei
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
20140104
To Sleep (poem)
Soon to sleep I go
To dream of grand adventures,
And on waking, yawn
While forgetting many dreams
'Til to sleep I go again.
To dream of grand adventures,
And on waking, yawn
While forgetting many dreams
'Til to sleep I go again.
20121122
Male and Female Triad of Archetypes in My Dream
It's been about 5 days on my new cyclobenzaprine (10 gm) & gabapentin (100 mg) prescription.
I've noticed dreams during onset to stage 2 sleep. The content of the dreams isn't upsetting, though in the one which awoke me, the main theme I notice is three paired male-female archetypes. Another thing I've notice is that these dreams have started over the past two days when I have used 100 mg gabapentin rather than the usual 200 mg.
Most likely this is due to a combination of having had a full day of being outdoors.
Tuesday I spent time in Vancouver first at the library, then at English Bay and took a lot of pictures; then I went to UBC for the pizza & Pepsi for $3.50 & went home. Wednesday I spent time at UBC, used the free Internet, did some errands and then returned home.
The reason why I feel that the dreams are due to being out and about is because in the past, sometimes I have a dream that's so full of content that I wake up.
While I cannot prove if my dreams are the result of recent existential memories being transfered from short-term to long-term memory, the fact that I awoke tonight implies that I had a larger set of memories accumulated over two days to transfer.
My hypothesis is that dreams are the side effect of memory transfer from short-term to long-term memory. Everything in that dream is symbolic of that memory transfer even though the content of that dream may be off-topic and sometimes out of this world.
Tonight the characters in the dream were 3 females, one a young girl (virgin), the same age as my roommate (maiden), and possibly an elderly woman (crome). The young girl had been befriended by the maiden, but on asking the maiden if she had called the virgin's mother, the maiden got upset. At some point some kind of kitchen utensil is involved and there is a risk of harming the virgin. The maiden is getting angrier and angrier because I am questioning this polite thing to do. The "I" is the observer and I've forgotten the other two male archetypes. Another aspect of the dream is that it's the same place I am going to which is dreamland's analog of reality. Oh, I met the young girl's family, though have forgotten how many members in that family. Possibly it's three including the girl.
The virgin-maiden-crone archetype appears to be similar to the Freudian id-ego-superego, so I will refer to the male archetypes as id, ego, and superego.
The reason why I remember more about the female archetypes than the male has to do with my hypothesis that a person dreams about the opposite gender to help balance out the dominance of his or her own gender. I feel that the romantic notion of a sex dream is wishful thinking on the part of psychotherapists designed more to entertain than to an accurate description of a dream. YMMV
The female triad of archetypes is also myth-poetic, which appeals to me; the male triad of archetypes is not, which represents my current rejection of Freudian archetypes. Indeed, that is why I do not remember nor can I describe the other two males besides the observer. This is because I feel that one cannot separate the male triad of archetypes, for they are homogeneous elements i.e. id=ego=superego, mixed together as one. This implies that I = (id+ego+superego) in the past two dreams.
Even in the dream, the virgin and maiden were only present, I believe, because the maiden is actually the composite of maiden-crone. As a side note, my female roommate had a hysterectomy, and that might have been encoded into the dream as the composite female archetype.
I'm pretty sure this familiar place I return to in my dreams is the analog of the memory transfer going on. This implies that each building I have seen in my dreams, and the different places are actually places where I store memory. This even includes the cars, the river, and the people. It would take a dream dictionary to discover what emotions are being stored with the experiences I have had over the past 60 hours.
I also believe that dreams are entertainment to help relieve the boredom of sleep.
Anyway, I"m going to take another gabapentin, and see if I have another dream...
I've noticed dreams during onset to stage 2 sleep. The content of the dreams isn't upsetting, though in the one which awoke me, the main theme I notice is three paired male-female archetypes. Another thing I've notice is that these dreams have started over the past two days when I have used 100 mg gabapentin rather than the usual 200 mg.
Most likely this is due to a combination of having had a full day of being outdoors.
Tuesday I spent time in Vancouver first at the library, then at English Bay and took a lot of pictures; then I went to UBC for the pizza & Pepsi for $3.50 & went home. Wednesday I spent time at UBC, used the free Internet, did some errands and then returned home.
The reason why I feel that the dreams are due to being out and about is because in the past, sometimes I have a dream that's so full of content that I wake up.
While I cannot prove if my dreams are the result of recent existential memories being transfered from short-term to long-term memory, the fact that I awoke tonight implies that I had a larger set of memories accumulated over two days to transfer.
My hypothesis is that dreams are the side effect of memory transfer from short-term to long-term memory. Everything in that dream is symbolic of that memory transfer even though the content of that dream may be off-topic and sometimes out of this world.
Tonight the characters in the dream were 3 females, one a young girl (virgin), the same age as my roommate (maiden), and possibly an elderly woman (crome). The young girl had been befriended by the maiden, but on asking the maiden if she had called the virgin's mother, the maiden got upset. At some point some kind of kitchen utensil is involved and there is a risk of harming the virgin. The maiden is getting angrier and angrier because I am questioning this polite thing to do. The "I" is the observer and I've forgotten the other two male archetypes. Another aspect of the dream is that it's the same place I am going to which is dreamland's analog of reality. Oh, I met the young girl's family, though have forgotten how many members in that family. Possibly it's three including the girl.
The virgin-maiden-crone archetype appears to be similar to the Freudian id-ego-superego, so I will refer to the male archetypes as id, ego, and superego.
The reason why I remember more about the female archetypes than the male has to do with my hypothesis that a person dreams about the opposite gender to help balance out the dominance of his or her own gender. I feel that the romantic notion of a sex dream is wishful thinking on the part of psychotherapists designed more to entertain than to an accurate description of a dream. YMMV
The female triad of archetypes is also myth-poetic, which appeals to me; the male triad of archetypes is not, which represents my current rejection of Freudian archetypes. Indeed, that is why I do not remember nor can I describe the other two males besides the observer. This is because I feel that one cannot separate the male triad of archetypes, for they are homogeneous elements i.e. id=ego=superego, mixed together as one. This implies that I = (id+ego+superego) in the past two dreams.
Even in the dream, the virgin and maiden were only present, I believe, because the maiden is actually the composite of maiden-crone. As a side note, my female roommate had a hysterectomy, and that might have been encoded into the dream as the composite female archetype.
I'm pretty sure this familiar place I return to in my dreams is the analog of the memory transfer going on. This implies that each building I have seen in my dreams, and the different places are actually places where I store memory. This even includes the cars, the river, and the people. It would take a dream dictionary to discover what emotions are being stored with the experiences I have had over the past 60 hours.
I also believe that dreams are entertainment to help relieve the boredom of sleep.
Anyway, I"m going to take another gabapentin, and see if I have another dream...
20110715
What Dreams Are
Basically during sleep the brain is transferring the important memories in short-term memory to store in long-term memory.
As the brain tries to associate them with categories in long-term memory, information in short-term memory may appear in our dreams.
As the brain tries to associate them with categories in long-term memory, information in short-term memory may appear in our dreams.
20070202
On another note, I had this sex dream last night
Ok, I lied.
The dream has very little sexual content in it.
From what I remember of the dream, I was with this women who was blonde.
While we are standing in each other's arm, we hug and I step back and grab her right boob. I ask her if this is appropriate behavior on my part.
She replies, "No, I don't mind you doing that. It kinda turns me on."
Then the dream changes, and I see her with her best friend discussing this incident.
They are walking towards doors, and it looks like the kitcen of a fancy restaurant.
My memory of the dream was quite vivid regarding those two moments in it.
Everything else that might have happened in the dream is a blur.
The dream has very little sexual content in it.
From what I remember of the dream, I was with this women who was blonde.
While we are standing in each other's arm, we hug and I step back and grab her right boob. I ask her if this is appropriate behavior on my part.
She replies, "No, I don't mind you doing that. It kinda turns me on."
Then the dream changes, and I see her with her best friend discussing this incident.
They are walking towards doors, and it looks like the kitcen of a fancy restaurant.
My memory of the dream was quite vivid regarding those two moments in it.
Everything else that might have happened in the dream is a blur.
20060726
Weird Dreams: a Personal Analysis
Recently my friend/roommate Frank died.
Last week I had a dream where he came back to visit.
He was dressed in black. Most of the dream is fuzzy, but I believe we rode in a really nice car.
At the time I originally wrote this post, I had sunk into a depression over his death. It took me six years to get over his death and move on. The car in this dream is based on my memory of always being with Frank in his car.
Since Frank was a friend, this dream may have been telling me to make friends with myself i.e. to know myself better. The car represents my journey in life. The color black represents mourning. It also represents luxury and power. Overall, though, this dream was telling me to accept his death.
A later dream occurred a few years later. In it I was in a room with Frank at the far corner of the room. There were large boxes between us which made it hard to get to him.
The dream ended before I got to him.
This dream shows that at the time I still was not accepting Frank's death and moving on, since I was trying to get to him but had to negotiate through a maze of these boxes to him.
The boxes represent emotions and feelings that I was repressing. Frank being in the corner meant that I missed him.
The maze of boxes indicate that my journey in life is encountering difficulties due to not dealing with my emotions at the time.
Today, I barely remember my dreams, which is a good sign as it means I have come to terms with Frank's death and have learned to express my feelings more appropriately.
Originally posted: July 26, 2006 1631H
Updated: February 10, 2013 1303H
Last week I had a dream where he came back to visit.
He was dressed in black. Most of the dream is fuzzy, but I believe we rode in a really nice car.
At the time I originally wrote this post, I had sunk into a depression over his death. It took me six years to get over his death and move on. The car in this dream is based on my memory of always being with Frank in his car.
Since Frank was a friend, this dream may have been telling me to make friends with myself i.e. to know myself better. The car represents my journey in life. The color black represents mourning. It also represents luxury and power. Overall, though, this dream was telling me to accept his death.
A later dream occurred a few years later. In it I was in a room with Frank at the far corner of the room. There were large boxes between us which made it hard to get to him.
The dream ended before I got to him.
This dream shows that at the time I still was not accepting Frank's death and moving on, since I was trying to get to him but had to negotiate through a maze of these boxes to him.
The boxes represent emotions and feelings that I was repressing. Frank being in the corner meant that I missed him.
The maze of boxes indicate that my journey in life is encountering difficulties due to not dealing with my emotions at the time.
Today, I barely remember my dreams, which is a good sign as it means I have come to terms with Frank's death and have learned to express my feelings more appropriately.
Originally posted: July 26, 2006 1631H
Updated: February 10, 2013 1303H
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