Dreams Are Better than Reality

Sometimes throughout life we struggle through the hardest times, may it be losing a home, family member, or even just being piled on with so much stuff. The thing we wait for, beg for, is the time we can finally get some shut eye. But the reason why we wake up in a daze is because you were completely out of your body as you dream. When we sleep, we go to a different place, depending on what we dream, for example, when you dream of your home, you probably just stay in your house. But when you dream of making love to your partner (like a girlfriend across town) where she is, is where your spirit is.
The only problem is that some people don't wake up. That's why people die in their sleep. They forget (or sometimes don't want) to wake up
THE MESSAGE UNDER IS THE MESSENGERS TOPIC THE ONE ON TOP IS THE OWNER OF THIS TOPIC.
As i have mentioned many times in my lifetime as it is my motto and my dependence [Dreams Don't Come True]
its like a never ending eternity, i wake up in reality being tired because i was awake all night/day in unreality, when i goto sleep in reality i wake up in unreality tired from being awake in reality all day/night. its like its real. it should be it is to me and many others who believe it. when we die we become whatever we believe will become of ourselfs, as it says you are responsible for yourself. i mean its a bit obvious isn't it?
dreams don't come true is a metafore not a saying. if i dream about eating icecream tomorrow then i either will or wont do it. thats why it doesnt mean that, it just tells us all that you won't exactly get what you desperatly want in life. something that will cause suicide and depression your whole life. i mean if i ended my life now i will have the most best time of my new life since i know what i want you should too. life sucks we all know it so why don't we just focus on a new life make up a new one kill ourselfs or somecrap like that? before i die i always act differently retardedly we are all dying, Everysingle Day of our lives are waisting on things that we don't need things that wont happen in the next life.
i personally won't kill myself because of my ocd, its what makes me wanna commit to suicide but its also what prevents it, as in i dont want blood stains on my self so i had the idea of stabbing myself in the shower. but inorder for that i needed to take my clothes off which i hate being seen naked, and obviously my mum would have to see me some time or another. i tried strangling myself but my adoms apple keaps on moving towards my throut and i would rather if that didnt happen. i think about more ways to do it since my deppression and oppression of having ocd,people always says whats wrong about it. well il tell yu whats wrong in my next paragraph.
the worst anxiety
unwanted sexual thoughts about birds
obsessive craves to do unthinkable things to humanity and mankind itself. ive started a few things, in plot lists but i think im starting to go low on them ideas.
body uncontrol of killing friends family teachers, also doind stuff i dont want to do but my ocd makes me do it.
i could just keep on going but im getting hot under my blankets so ill make it short on the list. heres another example my own mind loves halo. my ocd mind loves movies and birds and crap like that well anyway in my room i spent a month painting my room blue bying plush toys online and stuff such as that, in the end i ended up with 5 feet tall cotton rio the movie bird toys i painted myself blu and jewel on my wall {im a pretty good artist} and my room is full of stuff that money never needs to be waisted on, and all ive got in my room about halo is a really small square poster that came with the halo 3 game and guess what, its behind jewels head painted over.
its got control of me i still wonder if im dreaming this world and if you all are just slaves to my minds memory from my past life but i still dont know why i would make a world were im being contrlled by some psycotic thought in my mind. but this is all reality im speaking, unless its all unreality in which my unreality in my dreams is actually were im blu in rio and i have adventure and a hot bird wife.
^but the real strange thing about this is that in my dreams my ocd thoughts are knowwere to be found.not one single evil thought. is it because all that sycotic talk is actually me or am i just dreaming reality and living unreality? its all just a big question??? why is this happening to me, why am i thinking beyond humanities profisancies?
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