Wish To Dream To The Finish?

I dreamed last night that Conan Obrien was in a real to life overly wide bottomed plane. I was directly under this plane. It looked like a giant flying boat. Conan circled me over and over, going lower and lower.

I sensed inside that I might die body-wise. I figured why me, and not the drummer, he called friend. Friends that go together, don't have to feel the sorrow, of the miss. Why would anyone want to fly in what looked to be the largest plane I've ever seen alone?

Comedians are eccentric they say though. I've never flown, except in my dreams. I hold my hands straight out, and fly better than my child-like imagination can do me. I fly this way several times a year, without fear. I don't spin in circles no more though.

Thanksgiving meal, cured me of that. I wanted to throw-up in this Conan plane dream. You'd think I'd die not being able to throw up and all, when dreaming.

I pray if your dream will kill you for real, that I can figure out a way to dream it, before you do! I guess going in ones sleep though, may be the best way, so I'll leave this in God's hands.

You can stomach things like God, when dreaming! I wish Elvis had my dream stomach. He could sing better than I can dream, even when he was sick.

He deserves his title! I hope to dream up a free Elvis concert. The Impossible Dream, I'd settle to hear alone, for a real dream of a dream! Can't get enough of Elvis least dreaming!

Instead of buying D.V.D.'s you could figure out why you dream, and tune in at will. This would be better than the computer chip! We may have to live with eating food that pregnant women do, to dream as men now.

I know I had made such a chocolaty dish, that I added some peptobismith, for the early cure. Maybe that's how you channel in to the dream state longer. Don't do this at home kids!

I've dreamed so many dreams, where I should have died. Maybe for real some dreams do kill people as they sleep, both ways. Could a dream give you a heart attack! If you didn't have that dream would you live another 50 years or more? What else are our dreams doing?

When people dream more than not, on any given day, does this enhance or effect real life later events to have greater impact? Do people dream more during full-moon, as the water in their bodies, is effected the same way ocean waves are?

Your blessed if you can Rambo it out, and survive no matter how bad your dreams get. None of mine are night-mares now. I've dreamed to many and never die.

I use to be scared silly, when a kid. I'd wake up in my dream, and was still in the dream world, and didn't know it. I'd look under the bed, still dreaming, for this beast.

I kept looking up, and heard people shouting, but couldn't see them. They shouted, "He doesn't know how to land! He circle over me about 10 times. I would have gone deaf, but sound was separated. What was suppose to blow out you hearing wasn't heard.

Dreams have a way of adding to life, in ways we don't understand. They're free, and make you feel free. I need to tell you that no matter what I dream, I never get killed. This one I thought I would finally loose my life in.

It wouldn't be so bad, getting knocked-off by a comedian. Beats having Rambo after me, thinking I'm the enemy. You can have that dream!

The dream before this one. I walked along a dirt trail with bike in hand. A friend from ten years past, walked beside me. It was as if we never knew the years between our last meet.

Normal conversation, and the normal run of the mill day. Then all at once, some real strange ones ventured by. There wasn't any water within 100 miles. These two walked by in full skin-diving out-fits.

We tried to give them the look of the norm. Next thing we knew, they both walked off the trail towards a large rock. I couldn't believe my eyes, when they hit the rocks, they weren't hurt. almost instantly they entered and flat-out vanished.

This didn't last long, as my friend's curiosity over-took his fear. He decided to go into the rock. I tried to warn him! It was to late, as he to vanished. Then almost before I knew it, a cloudy mist opening appeared to lure me in, so I thought.

I was wrong, and just saw a strange skin structure of a hand. This skin wasn't of this world. I still thought I should have went over and grabbed this hand later. This dream left me dwelling while awake.

This other world my friend entered, probably disagreed with his chemistry. That strange skin, that was worse looking than all the bad acne cases combined, may have been him. Looks can kill, or make you wish you were dead, when you fail to save a life because of odd looks.

I hope to dream these two dreams again. You can go back to a good meal, and finish it later, it's said. Dreaming to get back to that certain meal, may not be so easy, even if it's your favorite dish.

Conan's plane was doing circles, not of this world. I was ready to hit the ground as his plane was only a few feet above me. I'm sorry to say, I woke up. I'm dying to die, in at least one dream.