have you ever died in your dreams? i haven't, and i wonder why.

i can be drowning in the deepest sea, watchin the bullet from a magnum .45 flying straight towards my head, or leaping off the tallest building in the world with my eyes wide open. . . but somehow before my lungs get filled with water, before my brains get splattered into millions, before some underpaid cleaner starts cursing her luck at having to clean the pavement of my broken corpse, i wake up. why?

maybe our eventual death someday is perhaps us merely succumbing to what we have cheated every day of our lives, be it in the conscious or otherwise. we cheat death in subconscious by allowing ourselves to be taken over by the conscious - we wake up.

maybe dreams of us dying are a subconscious reflection of our struggle to survive in the conscious, which we eventually do, or else you won't be reading this blog post. does the reverse then hold true? does surccumbing to death in the subconscious equate to us dying in the conscious? maybe it does.

or maybe i'm just plain wrong and acting scary. but i cannot get this idea out of my head.