This has to be one of the craziest things that happens to us, with no real explaination. Have you ever went to sleep, of course you have  No what I mean is, You go to sleep and find your self on the Street of Dreams..... 
Its so clear, it seems so real, You can re-call everything, even the crazy dreams, it's so real in your mind, your right there in the middle of a dream living it, It's your reality, atleast at this moment in time and in your mind. The dream can take you through a whole range of emotions, good or bad, happy or sad. It's like a virtual tour of your thoughts and situations either from the past present or future. Some are even just pure uncut fantasy  Let me see if I can take you there to one of mine, maybe someone has had a simular one? This One I have been chasing for awhile trying to somehow get it back, but I just can't seem to Dream this Dream again... 
One night I drifted off to sleep, I usually do that..  pretty common right? lol.. I set the timer on the T.V. the next thing I knew I was awake, only I was still asleep, I had slipped into The Street Of Dreams. 
Their she was, looking at me, looking at her, I was speechless and for that moment in time, I just stood there looking at her, trying to figure out, if her look at me was the same look, I was looking at her with.She just kept starring at me and then smiled, my heart just fell to the floor, okay maybe it was my tongue  I couldn't believe it.
We both just stood there starring, a million thoughts are running through my mind, Its as if we had known each other our whole life, or atleast waiting for this moment. Our eyes were saying so much, yet not a word has been spoken, who is this person and how can she seem to be looking right through me? as though she knows exactly what I'm thinking 
Everything I ever dreamed of or wanted, was now standing right in front of me, could this be real ? or was this only a Dream? It seems real, it feels real, the emotions are real, Is this just a fantasy on the Street of Dreams? Or is this my Dreams becoming real? I didn't even know her name, but I swear I wanted to marry her right then and there. The look in her eyes, told me this is the girl I've been waiting for my whole life. The closer I got to her, the more my body started trembled and feel weak, our eye's were locked as if everything around us stood still.
Who is this woman, who has captivated me with out even saying Hello, That's right she had me, before hello..the closer I got to her the more intense her look was, as if to say what are you waiting for? And then she said..... I'm her, the one in your dreams, the one you have been waiting for, the one you've been dreaming of, the one you've been praying for, it's me, And your him...The man I have been dreaming of and praying for, Your him, I knew it the moment I saw you, that's why I was starring at you, because your him, the man in my dreams, your dreams and my dreams have finally caught up to each other, on the Street of Dreams...
My memory is so clear as if I really lived it, even if for just that moment in time, she put her hand out to me, and when our hands felt each other's skin it was like Magic, it took my breath away, I don't know how else to explain it, It was as if, I knew her my whole life, the touch of her hand the warmth from her embrace and the kiss from her lips, lit a flame inside of me, like never before, every move she made seem to set off a reaction from me, like I have never known before  even in my dream it seemed like a dream. it has to be the craziest dream I have ever dreamed, yet it was so real in my mind. I've often wondered will I ever dream this dream again, or will one day, this dream actually walk into my life or bump into me somewhere? I wrote a blog about "The Eye's Of a Woman" and wonder if this dream was actually a sub thought which sparked that blog? or maybe it's just my imagination running away with me, (like the song). Okay wake up Popo...
It's seems like a fine line between Dreams and Reality, Dreams are crazy.........but are they telling us something? or are they apart of life, with no clear meaning.....sometimes ya just want to go back to sleep and chase that dream, and somehow hope it reappears, and try to make sense of it....
Maybe I'm just a Dreamer.......
But some Dreams can just blow your mind.....
from the Chronicles of Popo 
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CHARLIgurl1
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Aug 1 @ 12:03PM
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I have to admit I have bazaar dreams.
The other night I was in the trenches in the first world war.. I couldnt see who I was.. or what I was doing there even.. but I remember the other soldiers so vividly.
Other times, Ive dreamt of people I have never met in my life.. yet their faces are as clear as if I met them yesterday.
weird. 
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oklacheri
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Aug 1 @ 12:06PM
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A long slow deep cleansing breathe, a shudder, a silent amen..........the dream is something that we all share.
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POPO
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Aug 1 @ 12:26PM
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G.I.Jane,
Now that's crazy....  maybe it stems from all the fussing and fighting we see here sometimes, it feels like a war zone... These dreams can be so real yet so crazy, I wonder why world war 1, and why did your thoughts take you there, in the middle of the night through a dream? It's very strange, I always wonder what do they mean and what are they telling us? or if anything at all?
Wow! isn't amazing how real they can seem? We can re-call everything even down to the last detail, some we can remember as though it was real and happen yesterday, others dreams we can't seem to remember at all, or just a glimpse of it, a fleeting snap shot if you will.
thanx for sharing your thoughts 
let me know if you end up in world war 2
next...
Popo
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misschoos
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Aug 1 @ 12:27PM
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Dreams can be fascinating ~*~
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POPO
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Aug 1 @ 12:33PM
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Hey Girl......  gimme back my heart... oh wait that wasn't my heart... bad Popo... that was just a dream or was it just a fantasy
either way I think I kinda liked it.... I know..I know ...I should be ashamed of my frickin self... but I'm not... 
A long slow deep cleansing breathe, a shudder, a silent amen
was that you in my dream? talk to me and don't be shy....
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POPO
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Aug 1 @ 12:40PM
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Dreams can be fascinating ~*~
Very fascinating, and even crazy at times, I just wish I could get some of them back, or atleast this one... 
I need to get her phone number.... she left my mind without leaving her number..  That ain't right.... not even an email addy to track her down... 
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sybnann
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Aug 1 @ 1:07PM
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That is why I have said, and experienced, and even wrote about.... "on the edge of a dream" we can go anywhere and do anything!! I know,... that must be you I have been dreaming about!! OK, email me and I will give you my number!
POPO, beware......
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ragtopcookie
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Aug 1 @ 1:12PM
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When i was little.....i dreamed i could play gutar.....in fact.....in my dream...i was in concert......i woke up...went into my brothers room....grabbed his gutar.....and i knew three chords.....how that happened i never know....never played in my life......  ........wondered if i could fly...like in some of my other dreams as well...... .........cookie
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POPO
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Aug 1 @ 1:39PM
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Sybnann,
[quote] That is why I have said, and experienced, and even wrote about.... "on the edge of a dream" we can go anywhere and do anything!! I know,... that must be you I have been dreaming about!! OK, email me and I will give you my number!
POPO, beware......
No you did........nt........No you did............nt... I am rolling on the floor
That was you? and all these lonely nights never had to happen..?
Wait a minute .....wait just a doggone minute...is this a trick? okay I need a little proof..what was I wearing? oh and did we make love that first night? 
and if we did tell me slowly and in great detail how was it?
see cuz Popo remembers...
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POPO
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Aug 1 @ 1:52PM
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Juke Box Hero....what's up...
Hey I hope if you tried flying, you knew more about it, then you could play on the guitar I'm jus sayin... 
I had a dream one night I was playing the bongos, as a matter of fact I was really good at it, I had the rhythem down and it just felt so good and so right..shoot I was making music that night until.. my then wife woke up rolled over and said hey Ringo, those aren't bongos now rub it and play it like a harmonica...
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sweetxy
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Sep 10 @ 12:29PM
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I tried to figure out what my dreams have to do with my days but dreams are rarely match my days and thoughts. most of mine it back to old days ,,a very few of new that associate with something new in my life but it it doesit sure shows me that i was into what in dream deeply.
I read just finished reading some political blogs I can't deal with goverment issues so here I am , a dreamer  
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POPO
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Sep 10 @ 1:03PM
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Hola Sweetxy.....
Glad to see you back in town.....
I know what you mean about the political blogs they can bit frustrating 
Back to the Street of Dreams..... Like you I'm a dreamer, and sometimes wonder what do they really mean? are they trying to tell us something? or is it merely our minds continuing our thoughts of the day through the night.Either way they can be crazy.
But then again sometimes we can meet what we think we thought we saw in a dream...then it really gets strange.
Thanx for your thoughts.
and for reading my blog
Popo
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leprichaun_magic
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Sep 10 @ 1:31PM
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..I love my dreams ..and never want to wake up after that warm floating--feeling:)..sailing along a river,,in sunshine..my white parasol...smiling up--at the kind Boatman[and he smiles back:)
..we havent collided with another boat yet!!
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POPO
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Sep 11 @ 7:40AM
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Hola Lep......
I hear you, dreams are really interesting, of course I don't have dreams of sailing along the river and looking up at the boatman... I am the boatmam..
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