Midsummer has several references to dreams; the word itself appears in the play 16 times. Titania and Hermia both have crazy dreams. Strange dreams can be the most profound, predictive, or helpful when they seem most bizarre. Describe a weird dream you've had. Did this dream become useful or predictive in your life? Could you relate the dream to anything that happened in your actual life? In your response, please use at least 3 words from Ch. 1 in Vocabulary Energizers II.
I actually had a really weird dream last night. In my dream, I had to turn in a history project that I had not even started, when I went to history class, my teacher gave me a stentorian lecture about my project. After class, I became the ultimate pariah of Kinkaid, and not a single person talked to me. It puzzled me that everyone knew I didn't do my project. I think this dream was significant because as it turns out, I didn't do my spanish homework! I think this dream served as a mnemonic device to remind myself to do my homework.
ReplyDeleteWhen I used to be around seven to eight years old, at least once a week I dreamt of some sort of robbery or danger that would happen while I was sleeping. I pictured a robber would enter the house while all were sound asleep and either destroy the property or steal my family's most valuable items. Sometimes, the dream seemed so realistic that I would wake up in the middle of the night to check around the house to reassure myself nothing had happened. Also, any stentorian or unusual sounds that would be made during the night proved to be one of my biggest weaknesses and an Achilles' heel as a young boy. However, I could never fathom why I was having such crazy and scary dreams until I had an incident where I was alone in the house and a stranger rang the doorbell. Following all the frightening dreams I had experienced with robbers, I never even went near the door, which ended up being a great choice. The man could have possibly been the culprit for a few robberies in the neighborhood that had occurred a few weeks before. Overall, as of right now, I rarely dream about robberies since I am faithful in the security of my area.
ReplyDeletePersonally, I think my dreams reveal things about my hopes and aspirations. Some of my less realistic futures in my dreams have been being a Spice Girl, winning America's Next Top Model, and being the Bachelorette. My personal favorite dream was being a Spice Girl. I've always loved to sing, but my stage fright has always been my true Achilles' heel. In my dream, me, Martha House, Sydney Krantz, and Natalie Thurman were the Spice Girls. It was a huge performance for the entire school, and everything was going great until I sang the wrong part. Then, I whispered "sorry" to Martha, but the mic picked up on it and everyone started booing me. I had become the school's new pariah! Coach Higby must have been our manager or something because she made me run laps around the stage until the performance was finished. Suddenly, my alarm woke me up and I was forced to fathom the fact that I'm not a famous pop star, just a Kinkaid student.
ReplyDeleteI remember having a dream where my parents and my little sister were trapped inside of a burning house and there was no way to escape. I remember it being extremely hot and all I could hear was this stentorian voice which sounded like my fathers. Then I remember being in my backyard, the house still on fire and there is this man dressed in all black. He had this strange voice and told me I had to face my achilles heal of someone close to me being killed. I had to race inside of the burning house, drag each one of my family members out of the house and try to bring them back to life. I was huffing and puffing and I remember that I was bawling. I then had a mnemonic flashback to where I said "Goodbye" to my family and that was the last time I ever saw them.
ReplyDeleteI find my dreams often give a lot of insight to how I subconsciously feel about things and while maybe desultory at first glance, I can usually make some kind of sense of them. One reoccurring dream I have is some variation of a dog (or dogs in danger) and me (or sometimes even a third party) trying to save the dog, and no matter how stentorian the pleas, the dog still won't listen and continues to put itself in danger. I think this dream represents my fear of being out of control. I think the reason its a dog that i'm trying to save is because in my mind- dogs represent innocence. I have always hated the reality that is "life isn't fair", and innocent things suffer. I think this dream displays the unfathomable truth that some things are out of my hands, and as much as id like to- I can't control everything.
ReplyDeleteMy dreams I think usually reflect what I want to happen. I go to bed thinking about something or someone and then I dream about that particular thing. When I wake up I sometimes can not fathom the meaning behind the dream, but it reflects what I want about whatever I thought about the night before. My dreams are not usually desultory. One of my favorite dreams I had was when the night before I watched a Disney movie. I thought for a long time about wanting to go to Disney World before I went to bed. I had the mot vivid dream that night about riding my favorite rides at Disney World. Even though I woke up really upset the next morning, I enjoyed traveling to the place I wanted to go in my dream. Now, whenever I see a Disney character or movie, it is a mnemonic item that instantly reminds me of my dream.
ReplyDeleteA couple of weeks ago, on a Monday we had off, I watched one of my favorite movies again, Midnight in Paris. Woody Allen directed the film, and I only mention that because my old theatre teacher considers it a travesty not to know the director of your favorite film. The film stars Owen Wilson as Gil and Rachel McAdams as Inez. The two are engaged to be married, but their relationship is a strained one. Gil is a screenwriter in Hollywood, but he aspires to be a novelist. In the world of his fiancée, Gil is a pariah. Inez’s friends don’t like him, her parents don’t like him, and throughout the movie he trails the group like a neglected dog. Anyway, one evening, Gil goes for a walk around midnight and stops to rest on some steps. As the clock strikes midnight, by sheer serendipity, an old car rolls to a stop in front of Gil and insists he get in. The car transports him to the Jazz Age, the 20s, the decade Gil wants to live in. He meets Hemingway and Fitzgerald and Picasso and a beautiful young woman named Adriana. When Gil returns to the 2000s, he cannot fathom what happened to him the night before. That evening, following the movie, I dreamt I too was in Paris in the famous expatriate circle during the 1920s. It was a strange dream, but a pleasurable one, and subconsciously, I believe my dreamland discussions with Fitzgerald and Hemingway positively influenced my performance in my Creative Writing class.
ReplyDeleteIn the past couple of years I realized that my dreams tend to be memories. I don't think I can recall a many dreams. However, there is this one dream I do remember. The dream starts out in a shoes store. I was pecuniarily successful and I had gone to the store to get a couple new pairs of shoes. The store was full of stentorian crowds of people awaiting to get their new pair of Jordans or a shoe of the sort. I, however, made my way to the Converse and Vans. This part of my dreams just shows how much I love Vans and Converse. The peculiar thing about this dream is that after I had paid for my shoes, on my way out, I walked out with a handful of coins, which could mean pecuniary success in the future, who knows. At the same time a strange, impecunious guy came up to me and asked, "Is that really all you stole?" I was quite puzzled. As I walked away I turned back and saw him pull out an arm and burglarize the store. At that moment I just ran to the car and left. I feel that the whole point for this dream is to say something about my personality or maybe my reaction to things I do not understand, which is that I just turn away from them, not because I'm scared of the situation, but because I'm scared of not knowing what to and afraid of messing up.
ReplyDeleteOne weird dream I have had in my life time was located in the middle of a war. The dream was located in stentorian area with dust flying around, since there were guns and bombs going off. The odd thing was I was just standing in the middle having to choose 5 people to survive. All my friends and family were standing in front of me. Suddenly a desultory bullet shot me in the back and I woke up never fully able the fathom the true meaning of the dream. I never chose the five people I had to choose because it was too hard of a decision.
ReplyDeleteSome of my dreams are rather difficult to fathom on if it's real or fake, but this particular dream was quite real. It was so real that it actually happened a week later! I dreamed that I was talking to Levi in art class about a month ago and it was just a regular conversation about how many rappers haven't made any new music. We thought maybe it was because of the fact that they had been made pariahs by the rap community. Or maybe it was due to the fact that they made stentorian music that wasn't popular to the mainstream audience. A week after this dream had occured, it came to life and we had that exact conversation. Levi noticed because I took a rather long pause because I realized that I had a deja vu. It didn't really help in any way. It was just a regular conversation, but I thought it was really cool and trippy how my dream actually became a reality.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a young chap I would have terrible nightmares, here is a prime example of one I still remember. I was walking down a dark alley and I saw a very big lethargic man sitting. The a impecunious man wore very ragged clothes, but he looked like he was the monarch of the trash. All of a sudden in a stentorian voice he said, "I'm gonna eat you!" then like he said he ate me. In one bite. I woke up in fear. Fortunately, this dream taught me to not walk down dark alleys, because I fear I might be eaten by a very very fat man. And I pray to God this does not happen in real life, to anyone.
ReplyDeleteOne of my weirder and more desultory dreams that comes up occasionally is the dream in which all I am doing is falling. I have had this dream many times since I was a young kid and I still am yet to fathom the meaning or point of this dream. I cannot relate this dream to any Achilles heels or oddities in my life, nor can I relate it to my everyday life. This dream has puzzled me because the purpose is unknown to me, the only purpose that I can theorize is to wake me up, because I always wake up after this dream.
ReplyDeleteOne rather vivid dream I have is rushing to finish homework for a class. Unfortunately I have no mnemonic device to remember the material on the homework. I then have to turn in my homework late. As I am low on the Kinkaid hierarchy I am always worried that I will get in trouble. I have no way to get out of my predicament and I have no serendipitous ideas. In the end I always get chewed out by the teacher which makes me feel even worse. I think this is a warning for me to always have enough time to do homework and not to procrastinate.
ReplyDeleteI don’t remember the majority of my dreams because they so desultory that they are not worth remembering. Although, There’s one dream that is re-occurring and it must contain a significant meaning. I was walking out of a bowling ally with my mom at one o'clock in the morning. As we crossed the parking lot, a white four-door, compact car backed out of a parking place blocking our path. A feeling of danger overcame me. I remember trying to avoid eye contact, like you would with a street beggar, as the car slowly started approaching us. My first thought wandered to the concept of a pecuniary drive by given the impecunious look of the mystery man. The second I stepped into the path of the un-logoed car, the dark driver quickly accelerated forcing me to leap out of the way. To this day, I haven't been able to put reason with this dream or why it is re-occurring. Hopefully, I will soon have serendipity as to what this means in a safe way.
ReplyDeleteI normally do not remember my dreams. The only reason that I do remember a dream is because it was funny or I was falling. I always remember my falling dreams because I always wake up at the end. I'm either falling from the top of a mountain, or the top of a high-rise. I also remember falling from the top of the Arch in St. Louis. I never dream about the jump thought, it is always me just falling desultory. I fall all the way to the ground, and then, in my head, there is a stentorian crushing noise of me hitting the ground. That is when I wake up and feel blessed to even fathom that I am still alive.
ReplyDeleteMy dream last month was about a tawdry lady wearing ridiculous clothes. For some reason I followed her, and every where she went she got laughed at. Some people shouted, "I bet she lacks the pecuniary means to buy other clothes!" Others shouted, "That tasteless woman is obviously impecunious!" Her outfit was unnecessarily flashy. I think this was a warning to myself that I should not wear flashy clothes in public. Otherwise, I might attract unwanted attention. Therefore, I have stuck to the same old regular clothes that I have in my closet.
ReplyDeleteMy dream last month was about a tawdry lady wearing ridiculous clothes. For some reason I followed her, and every where she went she got laughed at. Some people shouted, "I bet she lacks the pecuniary means to buy other clothes!" Others shouted, "That tasteless woman is obviously impecunious!" Her outfit was unnecessarily flashy. I think this was a warning to myself that I should not wear flashy clothes in public. Otherwise, I might attract unwanted attention. Therefore, I have stuck to the same old regular clothes that I have in my closet.
ReplyDeleteThis interim term in drivers ed, I watched multiple true movies and documentaries about fatal car accidents resulting from a slight mistake and how they resulted in either death or pecuniary punishments. These movies would freely show the horrifying injuries on the hurt victims. I became extremely worried about driving, and one night, I dreamt that I was driving on a lonely desolate road. I approached to a yield sign and made a left turn. After driving a few blocks, a huge truck came out of nowhere at full speed and crashed into me. I could not fathom the significance of this dream, until I went on my first driving lesson. When I came to an yield sign, I stopped, checked and released my brakes, when my instructor's stentorian voice, brought my attention to a speeding car that came out of nowhere. My dream has made and will make a huge impact on the way I drive and the way let others drive. Someday, I will probably owe my dream my life!
ReplyDeleteMy dream was desultory, it was weird and abstract. I couldn't fathom my dream, so i found it useless and not predictive at all. It was in a department store, which was tawdry and mostly for impecunious people. I seemed to be a little kid in my dream and was playing hide and seek among the garments. As you go further in the back there is a food section, and a candy section where you scoop the andy and put them in bags. My Achilles' hell was and is chocolate almonds and a friends of mine had some in her pocket which I assumed were stolen. By this time, I was around ten or eleven. I ate six and she ate five, this bothers me because I'm OCD. I not really sure what the dream was supposed to convey but I figured out that I'm a little OCD and that I really do love chocolate almonds. I guess you could say the dream predicted my craving for chocolate almonds the next day.
ReplyDeleteOne of my scariest and most unforgettable dream started with my parents getting divorced. This particular dream was desultory, other than the fact that one of my biggest fears is the idea of my parents growing apart or something happening to them. Anyway, in my dream my mother was at a gas station and there was a tawdry looking man there. I watched her randomly jump into his car. I could see both of them were drunk, and drinking and driving is never good. I watched as they tumbled down a hill and were killed. My achilles' heel has always been the thought of anything happening to my parents relationship, or themselves. I have always remembered this dream. I think that it taught me to not take my parents, or their love and care for me, for granted. Make sure every minute of life counts and protect your family and help prevent them from getting into trouble such as drinking and driving.
ReplyDeleteWell I have had many strange dreams this year for some reason, but none of them top one I had in the summer of my seventh grade year. We were staying in Hunt Texas at a friends lake house and had been there for several days when I had the dream. In my Dream, I woke up in the house like it was just another morning, and headed down stairs for breakfast. That's about the time the first 18-wheeler burst through the wall 15 feet in front of me. It surprised me, but I just kept walking until I reached the Kitchen. In side I found my brother sitting their eating breakfast with my mom, except it wasn't my brother. I looked like him, except where his eyes were supposed to be, their was just to black holes. The same could be said about my mother. The odd thing was none of this frightened me and I sat down and started eating with them and started a conversation, which I have no recollection about what it was about. Then as I was talking with them, The RMS TITANIC, that's right, a giant ship, came steaming up the river, we were located on its shore, and weighed anchor. Despite this improbability that even i would notice in a dream as lucrative, I easily fathomed the event and went to tour the ship. My father, who also shares an interest in large ships, joined me as I was walking down the lawn. It was as if he appeared from out of no where. As we approached the ship, I noticed it was lacking fine detail, like a poorly built model and that seemed to be developing a tawdry appearance. As we stepped aboard the dock to board the ship, it began to crumble and collapse as if it were paper. For some unknown reason we still boarded the now sinking ship and began our exploration, or so I thought. All of a sudden the ship had vanished and we were once again standing in the kitchen, with my dream mother and brother. About this time a second truck impacted the house about 50 feet from the kitchen, in the hallway. The startled driver stepped out, apologized for being late and then sat down to have breakfast with us.It was like controlled anarchy, except weirder. Improbable events which could never, ever, ever, occur in the real world were actually occurring and I thought no different of it. Usually when things get that weird in my dreams the rational side of my brain kicks in and tells me that I am dreaming, which happens quite frequently, and wakes me up. But the dream kept going, and in short here are the following events. The Battleship Texas shows up on the river and is then promptly attacked by about 50 or so aircraft and is then destroyed. Then, while i am using the restroom a large pink snake emerges from the sink and slithers out onto the floor, apologizes for interrupting me and leaves. I don't know what I can gather from this dream except that weird stuff happens for random reasons, but nothing as weird or random as this dream. P.S. Several other events occurred in my dream, such as the house being picked up by a giant crane and being thrown into the river, but I just didn't think I could fit it all in.
ReplyDeleteI have had a weird dream. About to two years ago I had a dream that someone in my family had died. You know when you are about to get the the good part but then you wake up? Well thats exactly what happened, when I was about to see the name on the tombstone i woke up. Maybe I didn't want to see it. All throughout the day i had hoped that I would jus forget about the nightmare i had had that night before. The next week i was at camp, having a great time matter a fact. That Sunday when I came home i had received the news that my grandfather had died. Crying I had remembered the dream I had had. I guess that was a warning or something was trying to prepare me for what was about to happen.
ReplyDeleteIn my most recent dream, I remember being in a stentorian scene of confusion and disarray. I was walking around looking for something and I had no idea what. There was a constant feeling of urgency as I was rushing through a crowd of faces I had never seen. I then continued walking and as I began walking I became increasingly antsy at the random and desultory scene surrounding me. I began running through the crowd is such worry and fear of something I had no idea I was fleeing from. I jolted awake and the dream ended. On first thought about my dream it simply appeared as figment on my imagination; however, I began to fathom the occurrence once I recognized that I am afraid of situations in which I am clueless and facing something out of my control. I think the dream served to emphasized the fact that I fear events that are out of my control and could harm me.
ReplyDeleteLong ago, I had a desultory dream about my dad. I was still a kid having the dream, so it's gotten fuzzy over the years, however, it is my only memory of anything where my father is present. It started out in the kitchen of my old house, except I was viewing through a window. My father walks in through the door and all I remember is jumping up screaming in my 3 year old, stentorian, voice "DAD IS HERE! DAD IS HERE!" I have bits and pieces of memories where I am playing on a swingset with him, and that was it. TO someone who has seen their father and knows them, this may seem like such a small and useless thing to dream about, except I dont remember him at all, much less know what he looks like in person other that the pictures I have of him. Today I still fathom why I had it, because I didn't know exactly what a dad was until I was around 5.
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