Humans are obsessed with reality and meaning. Yet dreams vex us as we often try to apply order to them when perhaps the dream realm is beyond the rules of our waking realm. Some have pondered that when we are in our dream state it becomes reality, and when we wake that that becomes our reality, and the confusion when we are awake is the transitioning of realities. This seems to fall into the same error of imposing order to everything though.
Perhaps dreams are observations instead of unexplainable myths beyond the waking realm; observations of ourselves and forces driving our lives… or maybe a primal form of meditation.
This would make sense, as because scientists often remark that REM, (rapid eye movement, a.k.a.—sleep,) is necessary for sanity. It allows the mind to do a form of defragmenting, organizing the information gained during the day into a logical order within the brain.
To get away from the technical terms, dreaming is like the third eye; it looks inward, and by doing so invariably looks outward through our own eyes. This is obviously confusing, so it explains the lack of understanding of dreams. We see stuff we remember seeing. It is faded and deep, and often emotional.
This is because our consciousness has moved into our own mind, (the subconscious has taken over,) and not only do we really “see” our waking sights, but also our daydreams, hopes, and fears. Therefore dreams can interpreted not because they are logical or orderly, (if they are so it is only because the dreamer is logical and orderly.) But because they are a form of insight, core feelings that are unseen to a person except through their dreams.
Dreams let a person’s core out for a breath of fresh air when they hold their self inward and unaccepted in the waking hours. Since dreams are the inner eye, they know more about us than we do, even if they themselves don’t understand.
In this light, we probably forget dreams because what they reveal is satisfied and is no longer nagging at us.
When we remember, we still haven’t grappled whatever they are trying to let free. And thus we try to imply order on them, perhaps wanting to avoid the truth.
Dreams, therefore, are indeed the mechanism of sanity. Not abstract universes but merely observations of ourselves through the body. Accomplishing what our illusion and order driven mind can not.