wakemesoftly

that was a strange, sad dream,  but funny when Salman Khan made an appearance.

It was strange.
Rani Mukherjee was being treated very badly, she was a wife and her husbands and in-laws didn’t care about her and treated her like rubbish. She cried and lived such a terrible life, being looked down upon. They wanted her to be perfect always. In the end though when her husband says something bad to her, Salman Khan comes out of nowhere dancing in the silly way that he does through a mass of flying colorful air, slaps her husband and hugs her. She hugs him, crying.

It was a very bollywood themed dream.

My dreams are usually bizzare but I never had a bollywood one before. I’m just glad it had a happy ending.~ ***

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*** this dream was taken from a Friend

This course has been like any other I have taken. I realize a lot of work was involved and you had to do the work in order to get the grade. I guess I didn’t mind the work so much because of the way the class was structured. In all my other classes when a reading assignment was given you got a brief summary from someone and then it was done and over with. Here it was different you had a different summarizing technique every night, asked how the reading was and best of all were accommodation when the reading was not completed.  Each lesson was different and exciting. You never really knew how the subject was going to be taught. Getting to know the student and what thier schdule is like was also something no other professor of mine has ever done. Overall I think we had a good bunch, where everyone pretty much did the work and said intelligent things and we weren’t force to stare at each other blankly the entire night. I also really like the dyad topics; I’m not sure why we stopped. I got to know so many people from the class just by talking to them because of it. I’m glad I took this class because it was very interesting just I thought it would be.

I would be lying if I said it’s been easy deciding what I want to write about and how I was going to go about doing just that. Trying to find material that related to my topic was a long, tedious but interesting rewarding experience. A lot of the research I have done has opened up new thesis for my paper. When I sat to do my draft, I wrote it in pieces thinking it would be more organized if I did so. What I didn’t realize is when I started putting the essay together I was jumping from subject matters. It’s hard to focus on just one topic and write 15 pages about it when there are so many other things that you want to say about it. I think I have a hard time narrowing it down and being very specific. The revision workshop in class has helped me a lot because I am able to see other people’s reaction to my paper and edit it. Also the comments were very helpful and made me understand what didn’t work, what was confusing, and what needed expansion. Its going to be a lot easier to write the paper now because all there’s left to do is organize and limit it to one particular thesis.

While watch Waking Life I was so confused. The images would never stay in one place and there was way too much going on. I think just watching it from where I was sitting I ended up giving my self a massive migraine. What was with the whole two kids in the beginning? . The main character was dead all along? I felt as if I was trapped in a dream and I couldn’t find a way out. It was so annoying because I felt like at times I was the main charcater. Plus all the side conversations about existentialism and philosophy  was tedious at times.

While reading “The Unconsoled” I think almost everyone would agree it has a lot of dream like qualities. Condensation and compensation occur throughout the novel. The fact that Ryder is figuring out who he is and what he is doing here is interesting because we as the reader are finding out with him. His memory loss is a device for us as the readers to question the setting, characters and reality of the situation. Even in a sense our main character Ryder himself. Essentially it is a dense book filled with bizarre images that takes place over the course of three days.

When ever I dream of rain I see him.
It is always in the hallways of powder maker. Its always those same brown eyes. The same black rimmed glasses. That quirky shy smile. Those brown shoes and black book bag. He appears at the corner and when I approach him, he stares at me and disappears.

I am at work and then my boss tells me to go run an errand. I take the subway into the city. I am told to get a piece of paper from a building on the top floor. I have the paper in my hand. I hurt my leg and feel it bleeding. I see my professor from another class drive a blue mini-van . I follow her car . Then I can sitting next to her. She pulls out a cigarette and starts smoking. I can’t breathe

I know that lucid dreaming is when you realize you are dreaming and are able to wake yourself up. Personally I have never experienced it so I don’t know how it works. I do now that Stephen La Berge offers to teach his reader ( well more like gives detailed instructions) on how to achieve lucid dreaming. I wonder if you know your dreaming and can wake your self up from it , then what’s the point in dreaming? . Dreaming is supposed to be unexplainable, mysterious, mind- boggling and yet unique to everyone. But then again if your having a bad dream/ nightmare then I guess you would want to wake up and put your awareness and reasoning skills to test.

I’m lying in a meadow with flowers all around me. I am dressed in a light blue dress and am bare foot. There are yellow tulips bunched in my hand. There are red ribbons in my hair and there is someone next to me. I can hear him breathe . I turn to get a better look and wake.

I dreamt I was taking a test in a office. It was a classroom with strange desks and chairs. I sat in a corner and the test began. I started to write my name when the person next to me started talking. He would not be quite. He spoke very loud and was very annoying. The teacher came next to him and asked him to be quiet. I looked at him and he kept talking. I didn’t understand what he was saying. The entire test he kept talking until the very last few minutes of the test. Then he was thrown out of the room.