You wouldn’t like what comes out.
I sometimes have unusually vivid dreams, some of which find their way into my books. But every now and then I get hit with a real rotter.
Heck, Frank Belknap Long dreamed a whole novelette, The Horror from the Hills–or rather , H.P. Lovecraft dreamed it and Frank Long wrote it. Get those two guys together, and anything could happen.
I do wonder where some of these outlandish dreams come from.
I’ve had song ideas in dreams, woke up long enough to record them, and then finished the song in the morning. I don’t know if anyone has the absolute last word on the cause, or psychological significance of dreams, but I suspect that it is our brain processing various piece of information and trying to make it into some sort of order. One of the things I find amazing is how dreams can segue into entirely unrelated subjects, without missing a beat.
Some public speakers do that, too.
Indeed. Sadly, there are people that find word salad impressive.
In the Book of Joel, it is written that when the Spirit is poured out young men will have visions and old men will have dreams – dream on, o wise man.
I have had several dreams with a spiritual twist. One- not good at all. I was walking down a very long hallway in a basement of a building, seeing rooms on either side of the hall with long tables in each, and people sitting in chairs along the tables, not talking or doing anything. I was looking for the door and stairway to outside, seeing all these people and not a word to me as I passed by, Finally, after a long walk, I saw the door and stairway to outside. I hurried and climbed the stair and got outside- to my shock, there was not a living thing out there as far as I could see, not even so much as vegetation of any kind, no sign of life of any kind in any direction. I was dismayed and there the dream ended. Weird, eh?
As a bummer, it’d be hard to beat!
Interesting. As we can see, when people distance themselves from their Creator, they leave the very source of life. The contrast is becoming more apparent, over time. Godlessness is everywhere. Our only shelter is in God, himself.