One of the most destructive things that's happening in modern society is that we are losing our sense of the bonds that bind people together - which can lead to nightmares of social collapse.
I never really got nightmares from movies. In fact I recall my father saying when I was three years old that I would be scared but I never was.
Those other 10 o'clock shows that come on all you get from them is headaches and nightmares when you go to bed! At least we give you food know what I mean?
War is eternity jammed into frantic minutes that will fill a lifetime with dreams and nightmares.
Horror for me has to involve some sort of fantasy. Horror is something that is in your dreams or your nightmares.
My dreams are of water. And my nightmares.
In our increasingly secular society with so many disparate gods and different faiths superhero films present a unique canvas upon which our shared hopes dreams and apocalyptic nightmares can be projected and played out.
I have had dreams and I have had nightmares but I have conquered my nightmares because of my dreams.
I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.
I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies the myths dragons. It all exists even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?
Computers are scary. They're nightmares to fix lose our stuff and on occasion they crash producing the blue screen of death. Steve Jobs knew this. He knew that computers were bulky and hernia-inducing and Darth Vader black. He understood the value of declarative design.
The negative effects of combat were nightmares and I'd get jumpy around certain noises and stuff but you'd have that after a car accident or a bad divorce. Life's filled with trauma. You don't need to go to war to find it it's going to find you. We all deal with it and the effects go away after awhile. At least they did for me.
The American Dream has run out of gas. The car has stopped. It no longer supplies the world with its images its dreams its fantasies. No more. It's over. It supplies the world with its nightmares now: the Kennedy assassination Watergate Vietnam.
Literature boils with the madcap careers of writers brought to the edge by the demands of living on their nerves wringing out their memories and their nightmares to extract meaning truth beauty.