Why Do Humans Cry?

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on May 1, 2011 by Max Crowne

I know why humans cry. Because people get sad. Tears are a result of overwhelming emotion exiting the body. Tears are the soul expressing its feelings. Everyone has cried, and you can think of when and why, and it makes sense.

But think about it in a purely evolutionary manner. Think about crying in terms of biological reasoning. Why does it happen? No other species cries. We nurture our young, just like other species. We live in a society and around others of our own kind, just like other species. We prey on smaller animals for our food, just like other species. But we shed tears, and shedding tears is something other species don’t do. Sure, animals howl and whimper, but those are typically a result of pain. Humans cry frequently, and for more reasons. But what is the biological benefit of shedding tears? Why does shedding tears help? Why do tears leaving our eyes make us feel better? How did we evolve to shed tears?

Contact Lens Stuck To My Eyeball

Posted in dreams with tags , , , , , , , on April 22, 2011 by Max Crowne

I’m still fighting with my girlfriend about the same thing. It’s gotten to the point where we’re saying “you don’t see my point.” over and over again. So of course it crept into my dreams.

Bloody Eye

I had a dream that I had an incredible assortment of contacts to try out to find a new pair. I kept putting them in, taking them out, putting them in, taking them out, cleaning them, throwing them away.

Then I got one stuck in my eye. I was trying to take it out, but it was suctioned to my eyeball. I tried to take it out and I tore my retina off my eye. It started bleeding and the contact kept tearing more and more of my eye. I went blind.

Interpretation of My Mountain Lion Dream

Posted in dream interpretation, dreams with tags , , , , , , , on April 19, 2011 by Max Crowne

According to http://www.dreammoods.com, a mountain lion signifies lurking danger, raw emotion and aggression  in real life. The morning after I had this dream, I got in a fight with my girlfriend. It sucked. I felt deceived by her, and I thought she was lying to me about something, so I accused her of purposely letting me believe false information. She explained a couple things to me, and I realized I jumped to conclusions too quickly. I overreacted and I reacted prematurely, so I was wrong twice. Now I feel alienated from her, isolated, and foolish.

I always search for the meaning of my dreams in real life. Times like this surprise me that the meaning is so blatant and requires very minimal interpretation effort. I dreamed about mountain lions, they signify all feelings that I felt when I felt deceived by my girlfriend. DreamMoods even says “You need to keep your attitude and emotions in check.” instead of keeping my emotions in check, I defended my pride and ego, and ended up hurting her. I only wish I read the interpretation online before I mouthed off.

Mountain Lions in My Backyard

Posted in dreams with tags , , , , , on April 18, 2011 by Max Crowne


 I had a dream I was sitting on a porch swing in my backyard. I was with my girlfriend and it was snowing but we weren’t wearing any winter clothes. We were sitting on the swing, gazing out at a mountain as the snow quickly piled up around us. As we stared lazily into the snowfall, mountain lions streaked by us on our right. They would sprint in from the mountain in a blur and reach a point behind our backs. There, they would turn, and sprint right past us on our left leaving a flying tail wind of powder. After about 5 lions, I turned behind me to see what was going on.

I saw a brown bear wearing a wig and talking to a man. The bear was telling the man why the mountain lions were coming by one by one. I couldn’t hear what he was saying, and the lions started coming faster and faster.

Any Dream Interpreters?

Posted in dreams, Uncategorized with tags , , , on April 13, 2011 by Max Crowne

I would really like an in depth dream analysis from someone. If anyone reads this and is interested in dream interpretation, please let me know, because I’d be very interested to hear what anyone has to say about my dreams.

I started another dream journal

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on April 12, 2011 by Max Crowne

http://www.dreamjournal.net/journal/index.cfm?username=MaxCrowne&dream_id=164014

I found this dream journal site and wanted to check it out. Does anyone out there know anything about this site? Or any other good sites to host a dream journal? Just curious to see what else is out there.

 

I’m looking forward to the future only in hopes that it holds more excitement than the present.

Lack of Dreams

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , on April 9, 2011 by Max Crowne

I have had trouble dreaming. When I wake up I remember bits and pieces but nothing to write. It’s just all disconnected, and I don’t know why. Nothing has changed much, I may be a little stressed at work, but nothing out of the ordinary. If you have any remedies to increase my dream recall, please let me know! I want to keep this blog going!

4 Cracked Teeth & A Bloody Mouth

Posted in dreams with tags , , , , on March 21, 2011 by Max Crowne
Cracked Bloody Teeth
Cracked bloody teeth

I was running through a building that was like my high school.  Everyone was dressed up and looking sharp, but I was in sweat pants and hurrying to find my fancy clothes to fit in.  My tooth hurt, but I wasn’t really thinking about it.  As I ran around the school, I got more and more nervous that my appearance would make me stand out too much and embarrass myself in front of this ever growing crowd of yuppy black tie attendees.

I was talking to a beautiful woman that was ushering guests into the amphitheater. She asked why I looked unkempt and where my suit was and I was getting more nervous. I began speaking faster and sweating, and then, I heard a crack. I opened my mouth and parts of teeth came tumbling out. I had 4 teeth in my hand, all of them were split and cracked. Blood trickled out of my mouth and down my throat, as I hurried around trying to find someone to help me. A doctor saw my predicament and asked to see my teeth. He took one look and told me those teeth were worthless, they couldn’t be used again, and I was going to have to live with the fact that I now had 4 less teeth.

Evil Barbie Doll Face

Posted in dreams with tags , , , on March 9, 2011 by Max Crowne
Barbie doll from Max Crowne dream

Barbie doll from Max Crowne dream

This dream was like a highlight reel.  I don’t remember any dialogue because it was fast moving and silent.  I was in a mall with my friends and we were standing in the food court.  We were talking to each other but I couldn’t hear any words.  I was laughing with my friends, and something invaded my mind.  It was a Barbie doll.  But not a regular Barbie doll.  Barbie’s plastic face had two small black holes on the left side of her chin, and her right eye was big but her left eye was small, almost like it was winking at me.  It also had two scratch marks from the eyebrow to the cheek, which is why I thought the eye was small.  The grin on the Barbie face was the real eerie ingredient in this brain-intruding vision.  It was a grimace worse than any I had ever seen.  The lips curled at the edges, the teeth were barely visible, and the whole mouth complemented by the eyes made it bone chilling.  The smile made Barbie look like she got sick and twisted pleasure from the lacerations and incisions on her face.

I shivered and shook my head, trying to flee the abhorrent delusion from my mind’s eye.  As I turned my head to look around at the mall visitors, I saw the Barbie’s face on a pedestrian hundreds of feet away.  It was the face of a woman.  I glanced, but then stared and it went away.  I thought I was going insane.  I started seeing the Barbie face on other people, and hovering in thin air as my line of sight moved from far away mall goers to the food court in front of me.  I closed my eyes to cleanse my brain, and there it was, in my mind, staring at me, and getting larger.  It was everywhere I looked, and every time I saw those mismatched eyes above the heinous grin, it chilled me head to toe instantly.  I had the innate feeling that I was soon to become a victim of this despicable face.

Dead cats for dinner

Posted in dreams with tags , , on March 3, 2011 by Max Crowne

I had a dream I was a slave in an enormous southern plantation. My owner had an expansive guest list, each one wealthier than the other. The other slaves and I were constantly bringing the next course to all the dining tables, this meal was endless, and the only item we were serving was plates with dead cats. Everyone thought dinner was delicious.