What moments have you had in which your subconscious mind has suprised you?

In My Humble Opinion
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Once, when I was taking notes on Dante’s Commedia, I had written something like this:


Mortal sins and Venial sins
     |              |
     |              |
    \./            \./
  Hell        Purgatory

except instead of writing “purgatory”, I wrote “spiders”. So I looked down and said, “Spiders? What the hell?”

I still have no idea why I did that, but it looks hilarious.

22

Could it actually be possile to speak another language without knowing it?

Or is your sub-conscious mind just making fun of you?

That would be cool to find out.

23

I seriously believed I could, and often did, fly down the stairs in the house I grew up in. I held that belief until I was out of highschool. That was a good thing because there was a horrible creature waiting for me behind the attic door which was at the top of the stairs. The only way to escape it was to fly.

Thankfully the creature never bothered me when I was actually awake, making flying down the stairs to escape unnecessary. But I was sure I could if I needed to.

I found out a few years ago my sister had exactly the same dream/belief.:eek:

24

On a rather spooky note I remember having a dream in which my mother got stuck at the entrance to a gate of a house near the local beach resort we stay at certain summers.

One day (in real life) we drove past I house I had never before seen physically, but it was identical to the one in my dream.

I´m certainly not mentioning paranormal things at all, but damn the brain can do razy things.

25

My sister and I once had identical dreams about lava and our grandmother saving us from falling into it. And as far as I remember, we hadn’t watched or seen anything about lava the night before.

When I first moved from Michigan to Colorado, there were a couple times going down strange streets that I got a sudden sensation that a certain familiar street from Michigan on the next block.

Once I fell asleep thinking about how all the people who wrote games for the Commodore 64 managed to have so many sprites when the sprite bank could only hold like 6. I figured it out in my sleep, and knew how to do it (in theory) when I woke up.

And also, regarding foreign languages, once while I was taking French classes in high school, I had a dream where I spoke French well and understood what the other people were saying, but when awake, I’ve always struggled with the language beyond the basic conjugations and a small set of words.