I felt a sense of exhilaration, elation, and most of all, I tasted and felt the freedom that I have been hankering after. But then...in that split second, everything got annihiliated.. I woke up. Damn.

Can our dreams ever cross the realms of fantasy to reality? Dreams exist in another dimension of experience, offering a private means to inner reality. Sometimes I wish that some of my dreams come true, but I know that would be rather disastrous, cause that may mean my nightmares may come true as well.
Actually, nightmares are often (not all the time) an indirect warning that certain behavioural patterns or emotional imbalances need to be taken in check and preven further similar recurring nightmares. Hmm...

"Renown psychologist Carl Jung observed that portions of our whole personality which we knowingly or unknowingly judge become disowned, and are frequently projected outward in dreams, taking the form of aggressors, devils, monsters, intimidating animals or natural events (e.g. tidal waves), and so on. Jung referred to these symbolic figures as "the shadow". Whether we become aware of such elements of our shadow through nightmares or daymares, re-accepting these judged and disowned portions of ourselves is the message and the awaiting gift."

Hmm.. so it seems like nightmares have their good as well. since they provide us with a natural tension release antidote, as well as the valuable insight and evaluation that dreams bring us, and instead of running or denying them, we can simply reassess our lives and turn these nightmares into more beautiful dreams instead and truly have a good night's sleep.... hmmm................ok.. why do I keep hmmm-ing away....

Just smile for me and let the day begin
You are the sunlight that lights my heart within
I'm sure that you're an angel in disguise
Come take my hand and together we will rise
On the wings of love up and above the clouds
The only way to fly is on the wings of love
On the wings of love only the two of us
Together flying high
Flying high upon the wings of love
You look at me and I begin to melt
Just like the snow when the ray of sun is felt
I'm crazy bout ya baby can't you see
I'd be so delighted if you could come with me.......Clay Aiken 'On the wings of love'

oh I'm flying flying flying high.....