did it really happen?

every tiem i wake up after a vivd dream i try and think and recollect it...but it seems to fade muck quicly than i can grasp it...it seems so weird...and dissapointing evn the traces of the dream reminds tht it was fun...i was enjoying it.
memories of the past are more or else like these dreams...they are fading...they are going to some dark corner in the brain where they seem to be less accessible,my favourite memories are of the childhood times which i have spent all alone playing stupid crazy games...of the afternoons where i had nothing to do but spend time with myself...thats when i thought my imagination was alive and i could create things around me which were not present...and these things seemed to bhave become alive just at my wish...i felt amazing then.and now as i have grown up i feel that my ability to imagine things with real precision has diminished greatly.
sometimes i dont knw for sure if the things that i think have had happened actually happened or were a dream tht i had last night...whos to tell?...
what are dreams?some say that they are infact the constant working of the part of the brain which is actually active when we sleep...some suggest is that they are our life in the other part of the universe (actually multiverse)...i like this theory...i like to believe that we are living more lives than one at a time.if at a given time we are given several choices then we are making all these choices at the various places that we are...some are correct some are not...but effectively they all neagte it all...so if we are elated here,we are bereaved in the other place and vice versa...so the actual result is a big 'sifar',nullity, a big zero,0, ....
arent there times when we feel happy for no apparent reason...and at times when all seems to be going well yet are shoulders droop in a grump...isnt it possible tht these emotions are due to the emotions tht we r feeling in the other places we are?does it mean tht i am connected to myself in all the forms and the situations i a essentially because i am one?
so does it means that infact the dreams are real?if not to our present situation then to the ones we dnt have a conscious understanding but an unconscious one..
who can tell?
did it really happen?

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Anonymous said…
This is undoubtedly your BEST blog!
February 20, 2009 at 6:06 PM
Unknown said…
I totally agree best blog... Multiverse theory is always very interesting. Food for thought definitely....pure bliss.
September 19, 2015 at 12:41 AM
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