OPINION: Our dreams are trying to tell us something

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So, we’ve all had them dreams where we’re falling and right before you hit the ground, you wake up in terror wondering where you are and what is happening. According to dream professionals, as I call them (I have no idea who actually conducted this research), this particular dream is a representation insecurities and anxieties in your every day life, that makes sense.

That begs the question however: What do those other, more vivid and story-like dreams mean? Last night for example, I had a particularly strange dream wherein I was standing in college, and a large parade came in the lane off the Ballymun Road, it was a particularly regimental parade, everyone was marching in step and they were divided into equal groups of around 30 people, very military-like. Then, over the loudspeaker, a woman’s voice announced: “We now welcome Stannis Baratheon”, yes, Robert Baratheon’s brother from Game of Thrones. I have been trying to analyse this fantasy most of the morning and I have come up with some interesting findings.

The setting, DCU, where I’m studying, is fairly self-explanatory, it’s a reading week, I’m at home and my sub-conscious is wondering why I’m not in college. The parade is probably due to the fact that it is St. Patrick’s Day on Sunday and I was putting up posters about the parade at work yesterday. However, the military-like aspect of the parade makes me wonder if I am leaning towards communist-esque political views. This is backed by the announcement of our great leader Stannis (I have been re-watching Game of Thrones lately), I think you’ll agree that the name Stannis has some similarities with the name Stalin, a man I admire greatly (I am joking of course… I think).

So, let me summarise my results comrades. If I have analysed this dream correctly, I appear to be a closet communist that is homesick for a University that tends to leave me more stressed than happy the majority of the time, how wonderfully sadistic, or maybe I just ate too much cheese before I went to bed last night, I’ll let you decide.

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