My dreams are ridiculously abstract, chaotic, and disorganized. That might partly be because I'm a teenager, and partly because I tend to have my head in the clouds a lot, and I naturally think abstractly, AKA philosophical stuff. I've heard, though, that your dreams can represent the problems that your mind is having in real life. Since you are a writer, Raoul, I can see that there would be a lot of symbolism, like the beaches, and oversized malls, that would incorporate your worries and problems.
As for me, since I'm really too young to have any real problems, my dreams most often represent things that I had experienced or learned in real life, and my mind incorporates it into a bizarre, always-changing story. There are two things that I remember that had to do with Cathinfo. The first is the one mentioned above, and the other has to do with Caminus. I think he said once that he had been a police-man. I met him in my dreams as a very tall man, at least 7 feet tall, with arms about the size of my waist. He was a carpenter and worked with iron and steel. I think he ended up being someone's uncle later in the dream, but I don't remember.
I may have had more relating to Cathinfo, but I can't be sure. My dreams always change. In that same dream, I was in a room where everyone referred to Obama's speeches as, "Sermons," like he was the Messiah or something. In other dreams I've been in the Oval Office, which had an Olympic sized pool in it. I've been in car garages way up in the snowy mountains. I've ran through grassy plains in Walmart. I've lived in my house as it was being torn down. I've had rotten, walking tree-trunks invading my lawn. I often dream that my teeth are falling out, wahtever that means.
Hah, we should have a dream thread.