Dreamt ever about living in another world??

I would like to share my thoughts of living in another worlds with U :) . I always create my own dreams where my own (a´bit of) dark past and sometimes I just start to write some stories. Would u like to share some of your dreams with me+ how the world u r living looks?? of course i will share that with u too >-<

I also like to dream alot and I have often lots of dreams of living in another world or visting it. Sometimes I have dreams of what may seem like memories of a distant past or something but it is hard to know what was real and what is being fabricated by your mind. But if you try to look at it in a different way, Like not all dreams are exactly created by the mind maybe sometimes you really do go to another realm or world! It makes it more interesting! Dreams are a wonderful thing~ It is cool you are able to create your own dreams! I usually when I dream I can't control or create what exactly I want to dream about but usually when I think about something specifically when going to sleep like I want to dream of going to a mythical forest alot of the times I'll end up naturally just dreaming about what I want. Though alot of the times too it ends up being something completely different or even a nightmare. And I guess in my dreams I don't realize I'm dreaming so everything that happens in my dream happens without me knowing of being able to control it but this way it kind of makes it fun for me cause its like reality, Things happen unexpectedly and you can't control them! I sure love communicating with my dream characters because I don't have to think of what they say, they have there own personalities and appearances and we can literally have a conversation with each other. I usually dream in anime-like or a mix of anime and 3D reality.. But it usually is anime-like so when guys appear in my dreams..they are all handsome and anime like *///Q///* <3 Though I don't really flirt or anything with the characters in my dream, But there is one character who is repetitive in my dreams who comes out almost in every dream somewhere where I'm deeply in love with him. ( He is some handsome long haired bishonen.. XD ) But sometimes in my dreams he will appear in different ways..And sometimes he ends up being the lover of someone else or something and it like hurts me so much and like I said I can't control my dreams so when stuff like this happens I can't stop dreaming or halt it, So I end up feeling pain or sadness or even fear and I can't run away. ;_; For me dreams can result in good or bad..Nightmares sure are the worst though.

I love that someone else can ask this question, if I could I would give you a rose miss as a gentlemen should in admiration. When I talk to my friends that ask me how I see the world, I always reply with I'm never where I actually am. I could be in the middle of the food court in a mall, at the same time I'm in my imagination inside a moonlight ballroom dancing with a beautiful woman. I could just sit and meditate, simultaneously I'll be sitting in a mansion with my friends enjoying the rich life. The imagination is endless wounder and I personally have imagined and lived many lives inside this wondrous gift. As a male many people find it strange and odd that I stay in my mind, as well as taken aback at the darker parts inside my mind. I would love to share this wondrous, endless, blissful activity with someone whom I care for. I feel as though if I try to continue on that I'll just be ranting, the only thing I do differently than dreamers is that I've decided to bring the clouds down with me and make something of my imagination.

Most people will develop a kind of ideal world that latches onto their psyche. Mine is definitely a more surreal version of a lot of bright, energetic games I used to play on ps1. This has appeared in many dreams for me; usually it manifests itself as a shopping mall, but I have no idea why.

I thank everyone for yours replies (just being polite :) ) I very like your repolies, especially how u share it with me ;) most of the time i dream about me and my family, my family is killed and i happen to find that father that i had was not my biological dad, and I will try to find that dad and the whole story begins :) And sorry a didnt forgot to reply here its just that i have no internet in my dorms from 10 oclock p.m (oh man i try to pay attention during IT so i forgot what was i going to say :( )

I always wanted to live in the future where we can hopefully one day travel to different planets and find life.... i wish i were born a thousand years in the future :$

I find it weird that my mom wishes she could live in the past rather than the future. Back on topic, I day dream a lot, different worlds, people, death, lots of death, the future, modern mysticism, the past, and space travel to put it broadly. It gets even worse when I read books. I can't read too often because my mind becomes a mess of ideas all trying to come out at once. I could be reading a calculus text book and I'm begin to dream of escaping an elaborate trap before I and my team drown, or how can a human fully become a robot while still being themselves. Being themselves as in they never died or lost consciousness, not a copy pasted consciousness but the original person as the ghost in the machine without destroying the brain. I'm doing it right now! Back on topic! Now, dreams as in sleeping and dreaming, I have some weird dreams and I'd love to explain but I'll keep this short and to the point. I had this dream where I was saving a little girl from a dictator who at the time was dealing with a civil war. The little girl being executed by lethal injection but a small dose so she could live the rest of her short life in agony. I tried to find an antidote for her but by the time I was able to get to the dictator he was killed by the rebels. I spent the last few hours of her life carrying her away for the war zone. Looking at a far away Nebula cloud she said "Mommy is there" in a low hoarse tone ascribing heaven to a small Nebula in the vast reaches of space. I held her tighter knowing she was at her last breath. As she past away in my arms a mysterious man past me by and as he did he said "This wretched world of sinners is coming down." I turn to look at him but he is gone. I turn my gaze to the Nebula and envision the girl reuniting with her deceased mother as I hold a now empty cadaver and repeat the word of the mysterious passerby er and confirm his words words with the response "Yes, it is."