When you start this blog (and its predecessor, which was closed, which speak some other time) had the idea that it was a place for those travelers and travelers of the Internet, stop and it will show as even if only briefly, to do so, I wanted to post stuff like music and movies, but also wanted to express myself. How? writing!. You see, from roast many years, I write, I am not a professional, of course; caresco many virtues required to be considered as one, but I do not lack commitment. In addition to the mania that I have to remember and save both time and situations profoundly valuable as those simple common and everyday life. This is how I wanted on the blog that taxes to create, tell and talk about things with a wide spectrum. While grabbing a long time since I wrote, now I find the occasion to take up so far from normal. the occasion, I will use it to relate to you and talk like a monologue on a topic that catches my attention on occasion: dreams. Not from the standpoint of mystical or similar, if not by way of stories, funny things, curious dreams, stories, etc.
And so, I write from what is just a "season of dreams," my bed. In the town of Nueva Imperial, specifically in the house of my grandmother. To get started, tell about a dream, not mine if not a friend. I am sure that neither you remember, but things in life I remembered watching a movie.
When I told my friend, very close and years this friend by the way, we were children cursavamos basic education in this city precisely. He told me once dreamed that in a field, he and other boys his age or similar (I guess you remember, but I'm not sure. The memory fails) ran so desperate, because they were victims of persecution. In this pursuit, who iva behind them was a primitive-looking animal Jurassic (my friend described it as a dinosaur, a velociraptor said childish things .... hahaha).
And while the persecution is becomes more complicated by fatigue and physical superiority of the animal as the main factor, uan \u200b\u200bspotted near (the truth, I do not remember whether it was a fence or other type of division, but it was something like that). Ivan who chased by the animal, go inside the fence, but my friend in his dream was delayed when passing by, and stayed that way beside this (Probalan a fall, again memory fails). At that moment, saw the others alejavan him. The frightened, its head around to see the distance that the animal estava, and watched in amazement as the estava and crossing the fence. My friend of course, went into a big panic, but followed it came a big surprise, since the reptile took a form human and talk to him and calm voice said, "do not be afraid, do not persecute you ..." at the end of this sentence, I return to its original form and continued his pursuit.
My memory of the story comes up here, probably this fie to sleep and at the end of the sentence tracker
my friend woke up. Curious story, right? about dreams and stories, I remember a book of "Castilian" (Ramo student who later became known as "language" and / or "language and communication") of my years of basic education, about first grade (completed in New Imperial), where he came from a short story of a boy who dreams coleccionava, and that relatava the coleccionava similar to other gather coins, stamps, etc.. That coleccionava all kinds of dreams, curious and fun, except the nightmares, those rather forget. The truth is that this and other stories I read in that book, I marked, not by complexity, since it lacked this. Stories were simple, entertaining, with nice messages, I llegavan stories and even you could identify with them! Returning to the theme of dreams, not if you believe in the predictive abilities that some people give them (although sometimes this has happened to me = /). But what if I am sure your character is inside a reflection of the subconscious, so it is always recommended go to sleep with a clear mind and try to forget the problems present before boarding the train to the land of Morpheus! easy thing? nopes nopes. But you should try: D
In a book I read once that "there are those who dream at night, with ambiviones and ideals. But there are those who dream of the day, awake ... and these are the most dangerous!". The if truth is not so, I am among those who believe that anything in excess is good. The phrase was left in the air for the analiser if they are bored and / or if you have time.
This subject is for tired, so you'll have a second part soon. Just as the "Empire with Trutruca" and similes demases jajajajaj
Have a good one dear readers, that brings you happiness, good times, joys and moments of tension and difficulty to give a touch of entertainment to life as well! hahaha!
be better in everything! SUCCESS! Until next time! That is totototooooooodo friends!
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