It was around then I started to write them down because mentally, I couldn't make sense of them. After a while I began using one of my dreams as a foundation for a novel, which I completed after a few months. My writing skills in all area's weren't great and my creativity muscle had been dormant for so long that the book which had potential, lacked a lot in originality. However, it only had an opposite effect, my dreams merely inspired me to write more and more. I became a little obsessed and also slightly disturbed by the sheer amount of Lucid Dreams I was having. Some of the dreams I concluded (my personal opinion on the matter, not fact) I was reliving past lives, why do I believe this?
Simple. I can even now recall the scenery around me, the faces and clothes of the people that I was in the dream, the clothing gave me a good idea of era is well.
Some of my other dreams and these were and still are the more common, 'Glimpses into my future'. Sounds bat sh!t crazy I know but it's true, I have documented proof. Around 6-8 months back I had a strange dream that was talking to some girl and two guys were stood talking on my right. I didn't make much sense of it but I took note none the less anyway. Two days ago, it hit me, that feeling commonly described as 'Deja Vu', it hit me instantly, I had dreamed this exact moment. I had the dream when I lived in Ireland and I moved to Canada some three months ago. Can you imagine, if I could've understood more of the dream, or recalled more of it.
It made me wonder, Do we really decide our own future?
What are your thoughts?
No flamers please, I don't do well,.... with flamers.
Edited by The Dreamer - Hybrid89, 09 August 2014 - 01:31 AM.