A dream is a series of ides, thoughts, emotions and images that occur involuntarily when we're asleep. It has not been possible to prove why we dream but I'm sure as hell fascinated by it.
I think that it's absolutely amazing the way my brain can put together faces, names, images and make stories about it. Sometimes you can even tell why you dreamed what you dreamed, due to recent events that occurred or people you've met.
I see my dreams as myself living in another dimension, or a parallel universe. I live a completely different life where everything is possible, even flying (a skill I'm yet to learn).
I love how dreams sometimes are so realistic you're wondering where you are when you're waking up. And sometimes they're so unrealistic it's ridiculous. They're both just as fun though. I'm always trying my very best to remember my dreams when I wake up, I also try to challenge myself - see if I'm able to do certain things in my dreams. Try to look at your own hand for example. I bet it'll take most people a while before that happens.
As you all know, dreaming isn't always pleasant. From time to time we all have bad dreams, but even these fascinate me. Nightmares now are so different from when I was little. Nightmares doesn't always have to be about getting chased or murdered, but simply about things you fear or things that makes you uneasy and uncomfortable. Those things change with time.
The absolute worst thing I've ever experienced is a thing we've always referred to as "delirium". Definition: an acutely disturbed state of mind characterized by restlessness, illusions, and incoherence, occurring in intoxication, fever, and other disorders. For me it was always the fever, about 40°C or so, that triggered it.
For someone that has never experienced it I always explain it as follows:
Imagine falling asleep in distress, you feel like Death himself, sweating, freezing and you're just uneasy. Once asleep you have a nightmare, something that makes you incredibly uncortfable and once the dream gets intense enough for you to wake up, you don't fully wake up. You're awake, but you're still dreaming at the same time. You're stuck in the nightmare and it follows you even when you're awake.
It's like half of your brain is awake and the other one isn't. The nightmare becomes a scary hallucination which is extremely difficult to break out of.
The first time I experienced this I was 4 years old and I was very sick. I can't remember the dream and waking up, but once awake I watched my father's head and hand split in two right in front of me. I also saw how the hall outside the bedroom door was flooded and huge crocodiles just waiting for someone to walk past them.
This was incredibly scary for a 4-year-old and I bet it was just as scary for my father and brother.
This has happened to me a couple of times throughout the years but the "motives" in the nightmares changed. Another time I remember very well was me being at my mother's and we had pulled the mattress out in the sitting room to watch TV while I was sick. I had fallen asleep and suddenly woke up, opened my eyes and the first thing I saw on the TV was a scary looking man making a weird noise. All of a sudden that same man is standing outside the glass doors looking at me. He's getting louder and louder and he's getting ever so closely and he was always standing behind me instead of where I could see him.
After a few short minutes (if even that) he was standing right behind me, touching my shoulder slightly, screaming into my ear.
I realised that my mother wasn't home, she was out walking the dog. I freaked out so much that I went out the door and I screamed for help. One of our neighbours who was out smoking came to my rescue and stayed with me until I snapped out of it and my mother came back.
I really hope my mother explained the situation to that poor woman.
I, 24 years of age, am still terrified of getting a high fever and for this to happen again. I don't wish it on anyone, I hope that no one will ever experience anything like it. It's truly terrifying.