It's been a while since I've blogged, but I'm back! I've actually moved on to GT2 and we're, obviously, doing different things. We've started a unit on dreams! It's a pretty awesome unit :) So far, we've learned about four different theories. Of course, there's the Father of Psychology, Sigmund Freud. His theories basically revolved around sex. He thought that everyone was born evil and they had to be taught to suppress their urges of violence and sexual desire. When we dream, their urges would flood up from our unconscious mind. Carl Jung used to work with Freud, but he eventually split because he thought that dreams had more to do with restoring psychological balance than wish fulfillment or symbols to cover up negative urges. Alfred Adler, like Jung, used to work with Freud until he decided that sex wasn't the main priority of the mind. Adler thought that dreaming was used to problem solve. The last major theory we studied was one belonging to John Allan Hobson and Robert McCarley. They believed that dreams had no meaning. Everything was biological. Dreams are just your brain trying to make sense of pulses of energy. Personally, I hate that theory. It takes the fun out of dreams.
Although you're not supposed to, I've diagnosed a dream of mine. The dream was pretty intense. I was at a young leaders type conference. My friend Navya was in it and my friend Damien was in it except Damien looked like Damon from Vampire Diaries (Ian Somerhalder). We were in the room and I think we were dismissed and when I walked out of the room, I was facing the other side of the hallway, but a little section was a field. It looked like wheat and there was a girl tending to it. I went over to her and she told me it was revane. Revane is a plant in Vampire Diaries that is toxic to vampires.
Then, we were outside and my group was broken into teams. Navi, D and I were put in one team. We were making a chart. I think we were plotting supply of something because I got an image of a zig-zagging line that was generally decreasing. Something in me old me it was supply, but I don't know what the supply was of.
Then, out of no where, we were getting ready to play 3-vs-3 basketball. We were on an outdoor court and it was kinda really dark...
Anyhow, I remember taking a shot or two and then I ended up in the store. There was revane again. And that girl was there. She said something about vampire and the next thing I knew, I had a gun in my hand. It looked like the air rifle I used in India. I was up and down the aisles when someone saw me. I guess getting see with a gun in public doesn't change the reaction just because you're dreaming it... Anyway, my gun was gone and I started running. I don't remember the rest of that dream too clearly.
Things to be noted: Before I went to to sleep, I watched an episode of Vampire Diaries, talked to Damien, and spent the day practicing with my swords.
Oh yeah! And somewhere in my dream, I watched D walk away and remember thinking or whispering under my breath, "Wait. I wanted a hug..."
From my dream, I knew the scene with D made me feel rejected and abandoned. I can definitely see those emotions being present in my waking life. Also, I'm not sure if the vampires are a result of me watching Vampire Diaries before going to sleep, or if they are symbolic of sexual urges. Also, I think I woke up feeling guilty because of my unconscious attraction towards D. I think the gun is symbolic of my violent urges. I'm not gonna lie, I have plenty. I think being chased at the end happened for the same reason it does in all of my dreams I have many dreams of being chased). I think I'm either in constant fear of something, trying to run away from myself, or perhaps me running is a symbol to hide my inferiority. Maybe I constantly try to act tough and find out that I'm actually nothing tough at all. Maybe me running is my cowardice. Or maybe, I'm running because I'm just done dealing with things. I'm tired of everyday life, but I never seem to be able to run to where life isn't boring. Man... No wonder you shouldn't dissect your own dreams. Regardless of whether I'm honest with myself or not, I find that I don't really like the answer...
