The Real You

Dreams are your sub conscience painting a picture. What builds in your sub conscience is something completely different. All experiences a person goes through, lessons he or she learns and/ or grand events that occur, have pieces that stay in your mind without you ever really thinking of them. When you later go to sleep, all that has been built up in the very backs of your brain come out and create somewhat of a movie for the dreamer. It paints a grand scenery that is not always known to the dreamer. It has people you may have seen somewhere, even if you did not really notice them or even really look at them at all. They all play an important part in the making of the dream. The dream contains deep secrets that only the wise can puzzle out. It has your true identity locked inside where only the true of heart can let it free. Overall, your sub conscience is the real you with no mask, ego, or looks.

Freud makes a connection to this with the children's story "The Emperor's New Clothes." The king contracted two men to make him a new outfit and he was fooled by the lies of someone else's personality. The king would dream about the clothes and etc. In the end, the king walked around his kingdom in nothing but his undergarments and he was silently mocked until a child spoke the words that everyone else feared to speak, "the king is not wearing any clothes." This is the catch about dreams. As grand as they may appear, as many secrets as they may contain, and as true as they may be, they can not predict the future (in most cases.)

I personally have an argument toward the last fact. I seem to have somewhat of a sixth sense when I dream and in general. When I dream about a tragedy, something terrible seems to happen within a week of when I had the dream; and when I dream about something wonderful, the same thing, but in vice-versa occurs.