Fact.

Fact: we only dream of what we know. Our dreams are frequently full of strangers who play out certain parts – did you know that your mind is not inventing those faces – they are real faces of real people that you have seen during your life but may not know or remember? The evil killer in your latest dream may be the guy who pumped petrol into your dad’s car when you were just a little kid. We have all seen hundreds of thousands of faces throughout our lives, so we have an endless supply of characters for our brain to utilize during our dreams.

[Originally a reblog on www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com]

napalm dreams & little things (pt. 2): the birth of a blog

Evening lovelies,

It's a Tuesday night, I'm sitting in my dorm room eating Salt & Vinegar Pringles, putting off a take-home exam and singing Sweet Child O' Mine which has been stuck in my head all day.

'She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky'

It never ends.

So the NEW BLOG is finally here! A dream I've been having finally sparked it and napalm dreams & little things was born! about 10 minutes ago...

As I've said before, I hope for this to be a dream log and won't be constantly updated since it relies on my sleep patterns. Those need a little help themselves. However, whenever I wake up and can remember a dream I will make sure to post those for your analytical pleasure or simple curiosity. I'm excited to get the ball rolling and the first post will be up shortly (as soon as I get my next-ten-minutes life together).

This is how I procrastinate. Off to the new blog, see you there. Until next time...

Where do we go now?
Love,
-Napalm

napalm dreams & little things

Hello my beauties...

So it's been about another week since I posted last. I don't want this to become a weekly blog deal but it's slowly becoming that way. I try to post when I don't feel swamped by life, and life is drowning me.

As I sit in the library, Facebook chatting with my friend who is currently studying in Germany, I have this overwhelming urge to not edit the paper that is due tomorrow. It's an analysis on Mikhail Bulgakov's Heart of a Dog...and is for my Intro to Russian Contemporary Society & Culture class. Don't get me wrong, I am fascinated with what I learn in that class but the workload is daunting. I will eventually get to that later.

In other news, I need more music in my life. How is this possible? I don't know. I feel stagnant in my music...but then I'll go put on another Rancid album and I'm happy as pie...If pie was ever happy. So I've been doing something I hate, searching MySpace. I used to get a lot of music from MySpace (about 5 years ago) when that was the only thing I used the internet for, other than tagbooks (if you were a member of the original bolt, send me a line!). So if you have anything to share with me, new or old, yours or not, let me know. I WANT SOME MUSIC.

Also, I don't know if I proposed this idea before but I have been wondering for the longest time about a "dream" blog where I keep track of the dreams I have. It obviously wouldn't be a daily update because I probably wouldn't remember ever dream I've had. It also wouldn't take away from this blog because I wouldn't be ranting on my dreams, just telling them as they are. So let me know what you think and maybe I'll give it a go.

Well that is all for this evening. I have a meeting in 7 minutes and counting for AEGIS [which I will explain another time I assure you]. So until next time...

Mind The Gap.
-napalm