Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts

Friday, August 16, 2013

Use logic and don't be hopeful (not always) PART 2

Here lies my original post

This is in response to my previous post. I claimed that hope, dreams and faith are almost useless since there can always be a physical action you can do to work towards a real goal rather than hoping for a dream to come true.

This is completely true and I hold my ground when I say that "hoping, wishing and praying" do nothing but I have pondered upon this subject even more since than and arrived at a new answer.

Although you can do things to work towards a goal, it can get extreme. For example: Let's say you have a goal to buy a $100 shirt because you love it so much but you only have $20. You earn $20 a week but you don't want to wait. You could just wait and then buy the shirt but you could always sell some of your old items online or in a yard sale or offer people to house sit or baby sit to earn more money faster.

But the extreme route would be to do things outside your comfort zone or with the use of effort that outweighs the benefit of getting the shirt. For example, if your morals state you are against prostitution and you sleep with someone for the shirt, that is probably extreme in your books. If you desperately spend hours and days looking for a second job ONLY for the shirt, that may also be extreme.

Even though you could do these things, they become illogical when they become extreme because the costs outweigh the benefits.

My original blog post title was "Use logic and don't be hopeful". Well by using logic you could determine when the costs outweigh the benefits and once they do it becomes illogical. I think this is when things like dreaming and hoping are useful.

But let's say you are fighting for your life the costs are probably not ever going to outweigh the benefits so it would be useless to dream, hope or wish.

This is just something that stupidly didn't come across my mind when I wrote the original post.

That is all!

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Thursday, March 28, 2013

My Dream.. erm nightmare.

I have two other blog posts that I want to post (eventually), but I am posting this one first because it just happened.

I had a dream last night. It was really, really weird (like all of my dreams).

But the weirdest part of it, was what happened in real life...

Let me start with what happened in my dream:

I dreamt that I was trying to help this person with a personal problem. I couldn't figure out how to help her, and it wasn't a major problem or anything, it was just something small. Anyways, in my dream I decided to beat this person in the head with a really long-handled wrench. I cracked open her skull, and kept beating her until she was unconscious. In my dream I was taken away by these two random guys, who just sat me down (in what I think was a jail) but were talking in front of me, about how to punish me for beating this person. They kept calling it a "therapy punish" which was kind of weird to me. Anyways, I didn't know what was happening, and they took me to a hospital. Through a window at the hospital, they forced me to watch her surgery. At the time, I thought I had killed her, but I hadn't. I had to watch them sew together her head again, while she was laying on a hospital bed. I was completely absent of emotion during this whole thing. Anyways, they realized that I wasn't reacting to her, so they just had me sit and wait in this room for a few days, until she was wheeled in a wheelchair into my room. They told me I just had to talk to her. So I just started up a conversation, but she wouldn't respond. I kept talking and she was just staring at me, blankly, while sitting in this wheelchair. In my dream, I then realized I had caused her severe brain damage. In my dream I started breaking down crying and I felt bad. They then just took me away from her.

That's all I remember of my dream...

Although this is EXTREMELY CREEPY and COMPLETELY UNLIKE me... it isn't the weirdest part.

This morning when I woke up, I didn't remember the dream, but I had a little headache. I went to school, and everything was normal. I ran into my friend at her locker during my first period spare, and we were just talking, and then the person who the dream was about walked by, after she walked by I was just thinking to myself "Why do I feel bad?" and after I walked away from my friend, I remembered my dream. It wasn't even gradual, it just kind of popped into my memory again. I was actually really freaked out about it, because I was like "How can my subconscious be imagining these horrid things?". I was really concerned for my mental sanity, and then I realized the fact that I realized my dream was really messed up, proves the fact that I am sane.

Now I am asking myself why I am blogging this. I just think it is really weird. Somewhat entertaining I guess.

Thank goodness it wasn't real.