I envy those who can remember their dreams.

I remember snippits of one or two a year, and they tend to be very dull. I've tried all the normal methods of training myself to remember them, but it just doesn't seem to work. I wish it did. I'm a tad worried, you see, that my imagination doesn't work as well as it used to.

I used to listen to Jean Michel Jarre a lot, in particular before going to sleep. The images the music conjoured as I drifted halfway between Waking and Dream were amazing, and actually refined over time. Equinoxe tended to be very planet/nature based; Oxygen, ironically, found me drifting through space; and Rendez-vous... well, Rendez-vous was an abstract sequence of images, rising and falling, confining or expansive, and quite ethereal in places.

Then one day it stopped. I was listening to the music, and seeing, well, nothing. It bothers me to this day.

I enjoyed the abstract nature of my pseudo-dreams a lot, and would like to know if I still dream that way. I also really want to know what my nightmares are like.

Yeah, yeah, I know, probably all Gigeresque or something. That's only happened once that I know of, and Vinay, please remember that that remains between thee and me.

But there's a specific reason that I want to know what my nightmares are like these days. You see, my nightmares as a child were very odd, and I had them a lot. As a 5-8 year old, I had no chance of accurately conveying them to my parents or anyone else for that matter. Now, I can. My recurring nightmares can best be described as "infinitely repeating, three-dimensional patterns." The depth-perception I remember was particularly disturbing. And I would wake up in the dark still seeing them. The only thing I could do to snap out of it was throw on the ligts, find something very real and quite finite, and stare at it for a while.

As a child, it scared the crap out of me. As an adult, I envy that kid...

Someone, give the man a blog of his own now, please ;)

I came to this site when looking for 'dream 5 rainbows'. This morning (14-5-2005) I woke up after dreaming of seeing 5 rainbows in a sky with big light clouds over a landscape with hills. One curled itself around anather. When showing them to my wife and trying to discuss them with others, I woke up. Never had such a good start of the day!

Dreaming of circling rings is quite common, isn't it? The famous one, as I recall, was Kekulé, who - so the story goes - worked out the structure of benzene by dreaming of a snake eating its own tail. But then, he was probably on opiates.

Stan's dream sounds rather like the Olympic logo, incidentally.