My First Year Of A Dream Essay

Dreams have long fascinated the human race. This alternate reality, separate from the conscious world we see around us, has captured the interest of many people throughout history. In fact, mankind has been studying dreams since the invention of the written word. Perhaps the lure of dreams is that there seems to be some significance behind them. Most reject the idea that dreams are just random meaningless fragments of data. The vivid sensations that dreams create are just too powerful to ignore. The world of dreams is filled with peculiar phenomenon and unexpected events that beg our attention. Consider the following example of a dream:

I think a lot. I think about all sorts of things. Sometimes I think too much and it makes me upset. Other times, I think too much and it makes me happy. Often, thinking too much distracts me from reality and I end up living my life in my head. I’ve always known my constant daydreaming was abnormal. But how could I stop imagining if everything was so much more interesting inside my head?

The best part of a long, hard-working day is when you finally get to lay in your bed, close your eyes and let your imagination run free. As you sleep your mind takes you to another place far away from the real world. You begin to dream. Over the night, you may have several dreams. In the morning, you may wake up and wonder what your dreams were suppose to mean for you and your life. By analyzing your dream, it "gives a true picture of the 'subjective state'-how we really feel about ourselves-which the conscious mind cannot or will not give" (Wietz 289). In order to find the meaning of a dream, you have to pick out the most important symbols and define them. But you may be wondering what exactly is a symbol?

How would you feel if someone promised you something, but then changed their mind? If you were told you were safe, but the rug was pulled out from under you? Over a half million teenagers and young adults who illegally immigrated to the United States as minors were recently confronted with this reality. DACA, an act passed during Obama’s term that protected them from deportation, was rescinded by the Trump administration on September 5, 2017. After these people, known as Dreamers, had begun to come out of hiding to legally obtain jobs, attend college, and live without fear of deportation, this rescission suddenly suspended their dreams. Now their future is in the hands of Congress. Although many people would like to eject this group, statistics are in favor of their continuing residence. The Dreamers comprise a diverse and valuable group that deserves to stay in the United States. They are not a threat to the United States, nor a financial burden.

The speech “I Have a Dream” was delivered by Martin Luther King on the occasion of the centenary celebrations of Abraham Lincoln’s Emancipation Proclamation on 28th August 1963. The speech was dramatically delivered on the steps of Lincoln Memorial and it was witnessed by about two million people. This speech is often considered to be one of the greatest and notable speeches in history and the top American speech of the 20th century.

It’s a hot August day in Washington D.C. A crowd of hundreds of thousands of people are gathered, stretching from the Lincoln Memorial to the Washington Monument. “I have a dream,” a voice thundered over the crowd. “Tell us about your dream Martin,” a women’s voice replied. “I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: ‘We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.’ (King, I have a dream) Dr. Martin Luther King Jr, spoke these now well-known words at a peaceful rally, demanding an end to segregation and discrimination and calling for voting

Since I was little my dreams have always been very vivid. I could always wake up change what I wanted to dream about, go back to sleep and have the dream I thought up. People like my Mom, Dad, and boyfriend are in my dreams the most of the time.In the past year my dreams have changed to be more dark and I can't always change them. Most of the time these dreams end up with me being all alone somewhere, and I can't seem to find anyone. I have had that one dream I will never forget about two years ago, it still haunts me today. Yet, 99% of the time my dreams are bright and happy.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character. This was quoted by Martin Luther King Jr when he did his “I Have A Dream Speech.(“Martin Luther King, Jr. Quotes.” BrainyQuote, Xplore) In Kill a Mockingbird, Atticus Finch proves that most defenders of blacks have not always been black.

Dreams, what they mean and what they are, are questions that have long been in the philosophical discourse, these questions even branching out into the fields psychology and biology. However, one question about dreams that hasn’t been asked is if the dream is a kind of art, and narrowing it down for the purposes of this paper, if dreams are a kind of fiction. This question has effects and implications and influences in so many fields of philosophy that answering it will be kept to the essentials of the argument. In this paper, I will examine the question if a dream is a fiction, how and if dreams and film are related, and I will conclude that by examination of the similarities and distinctions that exist between fictions and dreams

December 23rd, 2015 was the day I dreamed of my whole life. My boyfriend, Austin, was in town for Christmas from Fort Riley where he was stationed with the army. After Austin picked me up from work we had to rush home to eat dinner and change because we were going to take Christmas photos. I had no idea where we were taking the photos at, Austin picked out the place. He was going to wear his uniform for the photos, but he realized he forgot his tan under shirt back in Kansas. I was upset because I really wanted him to wear his uniform for some of our photos. I finished getting ready and we rushed to the closest and only military apparel store hoping they would have a shirt in his size. They didn’t have a short sleeve shirt in his size but thankfully they had a long sleeve tan shirt that fit him.

I jolted awake in fear. I had a dream. A weird dream. A vivid dream. It was full of people shouting and bright flashes of light. It was confusing yet clear, like some part of me understood it. I didn’t know it would be important then but now I know. How? Well, it happened like this…

"You'll never see an object in dream that you haven't seen in your daily life"

I stir awake, tossing from side to side turning off my alarms. I normally have to set three because I tend to be a very sound sleeper. I set an alarm on my iHome alarm clock that sits on my night stand to the left of my bed. I then set an alarm on my iPhone 4 that sits on my iHome ten minutes later than the one that I set on my iHome. My third alarm is set on my iPhone 6 that I currently use and charge on the right side of my bed. Even with three, I can still end up oversleeping, however, not today. Today is the first day back to basketball practice. It’s Christmas break, so I’m slow to get ready. I throw on my elite basketball shorts, a black cut off, and my practice jersey. I don’t bother combing my hair or putting makeup on because who is going to be there that I need to impress? No one. So, as I head out the door, I grab my basketball shoes, water bottle, and phone. When I drop everything in my back seat, I feel my phone buzz. I check and see it’s a text from my dad.

When people ask me, "what's your earliest memories?" I always have this weird response. Whether it was a dream I had when I was little, or truly experiences from the womb, who knows. Yet they still remain vivid in my mind. I can imagine myself "popping into existence" and just floating in a void, no realization of my body, just me existing. But even then I knew I was someone special, someone set apart from the rest. For what reasons I had no clue of yet.

Your dream is your divine gift to the world, it is your mission that needs to be accomplished It is your legacy that must be left. It is the meaning of life that you are searching for. It is the imprint that you were here someday and made a difference. It is a small soul that needs you to save it and bring to life. You and only you can make your dream come true. You and only you can help your ideas and inspirations see the daylight. You and only you can be your own hero. You and only you can do your work and make your own unique contribution to the world. You and only you can be your dream hero. Don't wait for the perfect moment and conditions, don't postpone it any longer. Start today, with baby steps, with no clear roadmap, with fears and doubts. You don't have to have a clear vision of how things unfold. You don't need to have all the answers at the onset of your journey; what you need to have, however, is unwavering faith that one day these vision shall transmute into reality.