Jungians would explain sex dreams as a symbolic of the attraction to and urge to merge with polar opposites. So, it can refer to wholeness, psychological completion; union of different aspects of yourself. Frightening, oppressive or unpleasant sexual dreams often relate to repressed or unresolved spiritual problems.
Dreams of having sex and or orgasm are normal […]
The best sex dream I ever had, hands down was the most inappropriate twenty minutes of my life.
I awoke breathless, ragged and grateful that I had not allowed any friends to sleep over the night before. It would seem a wanton woman lies in the sleeping mind of my dream eye.
Freudians would interpret sex dreams as some infantile sexual wish or attitude. Waking event will not enter your dreams unless related to deep-seated feelings or attitudes. Any conflicts about sexuality will be reflected in sex dreams. Many sex dreams are heavily disguised as other activities. For instance, going in or through a back door can represent anal intercourse.
The most socially in acceptable thing of the whole scenario was that the sandman believed it Fey to allow the leading man to be a comforting friend out of the sleep tight comfort zone. A friend, a man I would look on in the most platonic of fashion and a person I would never dreamt (bad choice of word) to possess such an appendage as the male form. However it would seem possess it so shall do and do it well.
The sex dream encapsulates the wanton soul of the person who is inhabiting the fantasy. it does not reflect the idea of belonging or desire, merely the idea that the relationship has changed focus in recent times. This means I am not crazy, in the instance my mind is just coming to terms that I have a friend that I seemingly don't want to shag. Apparently not dreaming about ripping your clothes off and doing it on one of my best friend's bed is when one should start to have concerns.
Therefore research for this particular blog started on the internal scale. What had I to eat the night before that caused such thoughts? Were my pillows at an unusual angle? Did I have a fever? Am I so lustful driven that not even a platonic loved one is safe?
The fitful dreams of a lady of the night; that's how I will be known. Is my mind safe to let me rest.
I'll let you know how it goes tonight.
grrr
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