I would like today to discuss a couple of things with you, the first would be Death, as in the incarnation of, and his fundamental ability to motivate one.
The other thing I would like to discuss with you is the reason we dream, I do not expect to come to any solid conclusions on either of these subjects but that is why I ramble away to you. It sometimes makes things appear clearer in the foggy depths and dark recesses that are my mind.
So without further ado let us begin. As many of you are aware I stopped smoking on the 12th of February this year. This did nothing to lower my blood pressure and I think it probably increased it as I do not suffer fools gladly at the best of times and I appear to be a fool magnet of some sort.
You see Death has on many occasions followed me about and tried to pounce on me but to date has missed and ended up in ball of bones, scythe and cape looking like an idiot.
I'm sure that he had decided to try stealth tactics on me next and hence the high blood pressure which really was very high, in the 200’s over something else ridiculous, I went to the doctors and found out that I could either take tablets, exercise or die.
You see a lot of people ask me why I go to the gym 5 times a week and don’t I find it boring. Well actually no I don’t find it boring, you see death is in fact a great motivator, much more so than some coloured dude with a stupid cap on glasses and brightly coloured Lycra shorts.
Go to the gym and exercise or feel the cold clammy grip of Death on your shoulder. OK So once again death ends up in a ball of cape, bones and scythe but he really did get close this time.
There are many theories to this one, none of which has been proved or disproved to date. I will share a few of these with you before giving my own views on the subject.
However the theory goes that as we sleep our unconscious mind takes over and sorts through all the shit of the day. If we tried to retain all the images and information that our daily lives throw at us we would soon overload our conscious mind. So the unconscious mind kinda sorts out what needs to be retained and what can be thrown out with the trash.
They meant that the brain is like a machine that gets in the groove of connecting its data in certain ways and that those thinking pathways might not be the most useful for us. But, when we sleep, the brain fires much more randomly. And it is this random scouring for new connections that allows us to loosen certain pathways and create new, potentially useful, ones. Dreaming is a shuffling of old connections that allows us to keep the important connections and dump the inefficient links. A good analogy here is the defragmentation of a computer's hard drive: Dreams are a reordering of connections to streamline the system.
Anyway interweb, thank you for listening to my ramblings for another day. I'm off for a cappuccino.