That makes alot of sense. I had a dream every single night for 3 years about my dual. Now that we are together I rarely dream about him.Quote:
Originally Posted by chip
I keep dreaming about boats now. Does anyone know what that means?
Printable View
That makes alot of sense. I had a dream every single night for 3 years about my dual. Now that we are together I rarely dream about him.Quote:
Originally Posted by chip
I keep dreaming about boats now. Does anyone know what that means?
Since I don't feel like doing a serious analysis right now, it means you want to ride on a boat with T-Pain: :biggrin:Quote:
Originally Posted by twizzlestix
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k8F3U...?v=k8F3UE9qFsg
Yes symbols take on different meanings to different people, and subjectivity is awesome.Quote:
Originally Posted by BulletsAndDoves
Objectivity is a great for certain things but romance/life/art it is not.... for laws/policies/work/academics/technical things objectivity rules.
I remember this one dream where I was walking around in this area with buildings, green grass, and it was a sunny day. There was this fountain like they have in front of fancy office buildings, and there was this little platform by the fountain, I went to move towards the platform and it launched me into the air and I flew over this building, when I got to the top there were all these paths like at a water slide, and I got on one of them (while still flying through the air) and glided down the building. I remember being so obsessed by it and doing it over and over, and then the platform stopped working, and I remember trying really fucking hard to figure out what was wrong with my technique and why I couldn't launch myself into the air, eventually I got frustrated and then tried to walk up the building and it looked like a construction site, a bunch of support beams and rods, and impromptu stairways. Then I remember going through all of this stuff.
The launch pads were really fun I remember, its hard to describe the exact experience but I'm not doing it justice, it was kind of like getting launched into the air and then gliding.
Another dream I had a while back that was less fun and darker was I was near this seaside town on a vacation or something, it wasn't my home town and apparently there was this storm coming in. I was locked away in this industrial school building that was something like 20 stories high and eventually the storm came in and water surrounded the building so that half the building was underwater and the other half wasn't. The half that was underwater wasn't flooded, but you could see directly underwater and the water was all green and murky and the sky stormy. The windows were all rusted and it made creaking sounds and dripped like a leaky faucet. The thing that sucked was that while people weren't flooded since the building was so high, no one could leave the building until the storm passed.
Finally another dream that was odd I had was in this building, I walked down this hallway that appeared much like a typical school building and there was this elevator. like the elevator you'd see on the bottom floor of a huge dormitory. I got on the elevator and pressed a floor, and when I arrived there it opened into this little hallway, I walked out of it and it eventually came into this white walkway that led to stairs and connected to another walkway that had glass rails and overlooked a lower floor like a department store, except instead of a department store there was this market/town there and this whole society on this floor. I remember there being some rally and the leader was crazy and I was trying to find the elevator to exit the floor but everyone was really creepy and watching me, and although it wasn't said I felt like I wasn't allowed to leave and something deeply strange was going on.
I had a dream once.
I was walking through somebodies yard as a shortcut to getting home and a dog attacked me that was about half the size of a lion. It forced me on the ground and then put my arm down its throat up to about my elbow, but didn't bite down at all and just growled while holding my arm as if to restrain me and toy with me at the same time.
Then a woman slowly walked outside and I screamed at her to try and get her attention. She didn't seem to notice me and kept slowly walking toward me with a pitch black face, so I gave up screaming. Then she put two more smaller dogs on the ground and slowly walked back inside without saying a word or giving any indication that she knew I was there. Then when she closed the door the other two dogs started growling. And I woke up.
What does it mean?
The dog represents something obviouslyQuote:
Originally Posted by Divided
as does the lady
also the shortcut, path, and yard
what was the mood of the dream?
how did it feel to take that shortcut before the dog came at you
I don't know about the rest of y'all, but of late I've been having some odd dreams. . . and I still haven't been able to make sense of all of them. . .
The first one, I was an adventurer/archeologist and the world had just discovered a new/old island that looked a lot like Ireland.. . they said that on the island that there was said to be a pink glowing ring that could restore the world to it's former glory. . . but to be careful, because you needed to awake the "good" people up first before putting on the ring. . . (so that you can be protected). It was said that only the true in heart could travel there. . . so I went searching. . . and found the island.
While there I went to a lake that was misty from falls, but quiet underneath the falls. The water was clear and beautiful and there were huge bronze statues of Indians surrounding the water. It was a beautiful place and I thought, oh water. Something that I can drink! (Because I was thirsty)
As soon as my foot hit the water the Indians came to life! They tried grabbing at me, and I got scared and so ducked into the water where there at the bottom I saw a glowing pink jewel. . . without thinking I grabbed it and started running for the hills. The Indians kept following me until I looked down and saw that in the jewel there was a pink ring! Scared to death I put on the ring, and instantly the clumsy bronze statues turned into evil looking fairies. . .
I had been told that the ring could protect you from the fairies, but that it could not protect anyone else around you. . . so I ran towards the hills to try and figure out how to awake the good people. . .
One of the bad fairies was a man my age and one day when I went to the water we got to talk. . . I was surprised that he wasn't trying to take the ring from me. . . but he realized that it was futile. He said that all his life he just wanted to be loved, but that when people started screaming at him he knew that all he was was bad. So he had become a bad fairy.
He said that I was the only person that he could talk to and not worry about hurting because I had the ring. . . slowly and surely I grew to care for the "bad fairy" because I knew that he didn't want to be bad. . . but he was just bad, and couldn't help himself. . .
Finally, he was brought over to the good side and he ended up telling me where the good people were that could restore the island and the world. The other bad fairies were mad at him and tried to kill him. . . but I kept him safe.
Finally, when we had awoken the last good person they all joined together and told me that the restoration of the island depended on a decision that I would have to make. . . kill the bad fairies to restore the island, or, rid the world of the ring forever and no one would ever know true happiness. . . .
It was hard for me and I told them I needed time to consider the offer. . . I went to the reformed bad fairy and told him what had happened. . . he said that he knew it would happen this way and that he was ok with dying. That for once in his life, maybe he could actually do something good. . . but I said that I didn't want him to die for doing the right thing. . . and he looked at me and said: "sometimes doing the right thing takes sacrifice, and I would rather die doing the right thing, then live doing the wrong thing. . . "
It was sad. . . I tied up the other bad fairies. . . putting them on a boat while he sat waiting for us to get to the middle of the ocean. There I drowned the other fairies, and then when it was his turn, I didn't want to. . . but he said that it was ok. To not cry for him but to smile when I saw others happy. . . and that whenever I saw a rainbow in the sky, to remember him. . . with one last look, I drowned the only person I had felt a personal connection with. . . and then watched as the rest of the world rejoiced. . . . it wasn't fair, and yet, it was good. . .
The second dream starts out with my being a princess in a castle with a large family and lots of servants. The kingdom was bright and happy (from a distance) and then a shadow crosses over the land. There's a sense around my family that seems to be trouble. . . like you can feel how scared they are of something. So we decide to flee from from the Kingdom.
When we get to the woods we stop to picnic. I then go out on my own to pick berries. When I come back I see that these knightish/red color flagish people are attacking my family and servants! I get scared so I dig a hole and pile leaves on top of me. Finally after about two days they leave thinking that I am dead.
I then remember that we were on our way to an old woman's house and my father had told me how to get there. So somehow (I skip the journey in my dream) and end up at this old woman's house. It's out in the middle of the country and there are large puddles in the yard. She tells me to come in, that I was expected, so I do and I sleep there that night. The next morning, I go out to go for a walk and the puddles from the day before had turned into walls of water surrounding the entire house. But you could stand on the porch and not get wet. It made me feel scared. But the old woman said that it kept us safe from the bad people. She promised me that one day she would tell me everything and that I would know all.
The years went by and I stayed there protected by the walls of water and sustained by her, but then one day she had a stroke, and in her hand was a secret scroll. She said that it would teach me how to fight the bad people and win. And with her dying breath she told me to take the scroll and read it so that that the words inside of it could keep me safe. So when she died I took the scroll and read it. When I went out to the porch the next day, the water had turned into large puddles again. The walls of water were gone. (Like the walls of water and the old woman were somehow connected.)
I decided to stay at the house for a while so that I could read and learn what the scroll had to say. Once I felt like I had learned it all I decided to venture out and find out why my family was killed out in the woods.
Back at the woods my family was killed a red rider (like before) was going after a blue one. The blue rider was about to be killed until I stepped in and killed the red rider that was trying to kill the blue rider. Then the blue rider asked me to ride with him so that we could help protect each other. Over time we became friends and I learned that his purpose was to try and protect the "innocent people" (not blue or red rider) from the red riders.
After becoming very close, one night he tells me that he had used to be a red rider and that he had killed many people from a kingdom far away. I asked him: "what kingdom?" And he describes to me my family and how he was ordered to kill them. (He doesn't know that they were my family) so he says: "one of the girls escaped, and it was said that she would restore peace between the red and the blue riders."
I was confused for I had thought that the blue soldier was good. . . but he had killed my family. I wasn't sure what to do. . .
And then the dream ended. . .
Great ending, huh?
So if anyone could help make sense of these dreams for me I'd appreciate it! :D
Oh, and feel free to post your weird dreams too! ;)
my opinion: They're both about the EIE dude you wrote about. You don't know if he's good or bad, if he can be "converted" or how much you can trust him. You're conflicted about giving him up (drowning him) and about trusting him. He's both the bad fairy you befriended and the blue rider.
I'm waiting for Trevor answer
Obviously, the first dream indicates that you have some ******-like tendencies; namely, you wish to kill all homosexuals (i.e., "fairies") in order to make the world a better place. The second dream only strengthens this interpretation: it suggests that you loathe socialists (i.e., "Reds" or "red riders") and are prepared to side with conservative elites (i.e., "blue-bloods" or "blue riders") to stop the former, no matter how murderous the latter may be. Scary stuff. :shock:
More seriously, dream interpretation is inherently problematic because dreams rely on the various random associations we've formed -- based on our individual experiences -- being activated at the same time. In other words, the characters or events in our dreams are likely to have some unique significance for us that they don't have for other people. This might seem self-evident, but some people believe that aspects of our dreams have universal significance, so that a spider in one person's dream means the same thing as in another's. In any case, both of your dreams have some thematic similarities that might be meaningful. For example, in both you are faced with a moral dilemma (specifically, about how you should act towards a morally questionable character), are protected from evil by a magical object, rely on the advice of good people to determine your actions (the old woman being the good person in the second dream), and are destined to combat evil (this is probably standard in many people's dreams, as we were all exposed to fairy tales using this plot device when we were young).
There are a lot of possible interpretations for these themes. For example, perhaps you subconsciously doubt that what you've been told about right and wrong is true (the bad fairy was a decent guy, but the blue rider was a murderer), but are unsure of your ability to discern whether particular people are good or bad. Or perhaps you want moral simplicity, a clear line between good and bad (your dreams start out with a clear delineation between the two), but always find ambiguity and confusion (your dreams end without a satisfying conclusion). However, I don't think that dream interpretation is any more meaningful than interpreting tea leaves.
I dream about being in mountains quite a lot. In fact, i dreamed that i was on a mountain just last night. Me, an ENTj, an ISFj, and no one else.Quote:
Originally Posted by Anglas
I think I will give you an analysis of these dreams, but first I must fetch coffee......
They are the two coolest dreams I have ever read. Have you ever thought about becoming a writer?
The Island looked like Ireland? Cool! That's where I live.
What I thought reading them was that you may be conflicted with regard to what is good and what is evil. And if truly bad people exist, what to do about them? You're dream was an exploration of this theme, you're minds way of helping you come to a conclusion on the matter and to help you see that things aren't always so black and white.
I've been reading a lot lately about how man is at the stage now where we are awakening. My theory is that the last century was about technological revolution and this century will be about a love revolution. rEVOLution! Where we will finally find peace. Maybe it's something to do with that? I saw the movie "super" the other night and I can't help but think there will be a wave of vigilante justice soon to come. People shouldn't molest small children, full stop. The system is failing everyone. I think it's only a matter of time before someone stands up and does something about it. I for one would applaud them.
Maybe I'm going off on a tangent here and it's more to do with your own personal life. I can't help but think we are all connected through our dreams tho, shoot me, I'm IEE. :hyper:
The search for the ring on the island represents an era of self-inquiry in which you find your true self. The ring represents a symbol of power, of self-power/self-esteem/willpower.
When you find the ring you come across good fairies and bad fairies these represent the angels and demons of your spirit, the good and bad aspect of your nature or moreover your reality (could be the good and bad in the world around you).
The bronze indian statues represent the primal aspects of yourself (hence native people), statues represent ruinic still expressions. Hence the bronze statues coming to life represent the release of suppressed primal energy that was awakened by you regaining your sense of willpower and vitality.
This released energy created a manifestation of ill will (i.e. bad fairies) that had to be stopped, your better nature, the "good fairies" was telling you that.
This lead to a personal conflict... do you destroy the negative aspects of yourself and keep your self-esteem/willpower or do you choose to remain powerless and keep your higher spirit (both good and bad) forever trapped and suppressed.
This conflict lead to the presence of a meditator archetypal character.... the "reformed" indian, he served as a spiritual consoler to help you in your decision, he willfully submitted to your better nature, so that it did not seem not seem bad or murderous to kill the bad fairies.
Finally water is a universal symbol in many things, it represent life and vitality. Children are born in embriotic fluid, all live evolved from the water. Its generally associated with feminine/motherly emotion, healing, depth, and restoration.
Notice you found the ring at the bottom of the ocean.... this represented finding your willpower as you entered into a state of emotional awareness. Notice you drowned the bad fairies, cleansing them in the water, purifying your soul of evil, and notice finally the island is surrounded by water on all sides.... being a place abundant in soul energy.
I think thats what this is about.... just don't go on a moral crusade in real life thinking you need to cleanse bad fairies....
That was fucking cool! How do you know all that? I've been dreaming of swimming a lot lately actually. I feel like I've turned a corner the last few months and putting a lot of old demons to rest. What you said makes a lot of sense to me.Quote:
Originally Posted by HaveLucidDreamz
I had a dream a few weeks back that me and my boyfriend were on the beach holding hands running towards the water, we were looking at each other with big smiles on our faces. It was pure gay. He's my dual.
Hehe thanks,Quote:
Originally Posted by Eye of the Potato
I'm sure some people may or may not disagree with my interpretation, if you see my name, at one point in my life I was really big into dream analysis and so forth.
Water is just a typical symbol in dreams, I guess to really understand it, you have to dig pretty deep and find out what water really means to you as a person. Usually most people are oblivious to this level of depth attributed to things, water is just water, you drink it, you pee it out, etc.... but how do you feel about it, like deep down in the soul???? most people don't know. If you can begin to understand that then you'll understand what it means in your dreams, for each and every symbol. Reading dream dictionaries are good, but you can't overfixate on the logic behind it, sometimes a symbol can mean different things in different circumstances, sometimes it means different things to different people, etc.
The beach usually represent the border between emotional depth and spirit and grounded reality. It represents the border between your typical life on the ground and the depths of one's emotions. Running towards the water may represent approaching a point your realtionship were you feel more and more intimate, partaking in deeper emotion together. Smiling represents this journey being positive -- overall this could mean you have a positive evalulation of your relationships and its growth towards deeper intimacy.
Deleted.Quote:
Originally Posted by HaveLucidDreamzHehe thanks,Quote:
Originally Posted by Eye of the Potato
I'm sure some people may or may not disagree with my interpretation, if you see my name, at one point in my life I was really big into dream analysis and so forth.
Water is just a typical symbol in dreams, I guess to really understand it, you have to dig pretty deep and find out what water really means to you as a person. Usually most people are oblivious to this level of depth attributed to things, water is just water, you drink it, you pee it out, etc.... but how do you feel about it, like deep down in the soul???? most people don't know. If you can begin to understand that then you'll understand what it means in your dreams, for each and every symbol. Reading dream dictionaries are good, but you can't overfixate on the logic behind it, sometimes a symbol can mean different things in different circumstances, sometimes it means different things to different people, etc.
The beach usually represent the border between emotional depth and spirit and grounded reality. It represents the border between your typical life on the ground and the depths of one's emotions. Running towards the water may represent approaching a point your realtionship were you feel more and more intimate, partaking in deeper emotion together. Smiling represents this journey being positive -- overall this could mean you have a positive evalulation of your relationships and its growth towards deeper intimacy.
What the heck do you people do to have pleasant dreams ?
Aww! Sweet!:thumbsup:Quote:
Originally Posted by Absurd
So I had another dream. Go figure. ;)
It was of me and one of my best friends that i have been considering getting together with lately. (An ENFp) I'm unsure as to the meaning of the dream, but it was really odd. . .
I was running down the beach with him all happy holding hands, and then he sinks down into the sand. . . (head still above). I reach in and pull him out, but it keeps happening over and over again. Finally, I decide to go into the water, thinking that he won't sink then. but he sinks again. . . this time I wrap him in my arms and say "I'm never going to let you go. I'll always be here for you." And he doesn't sink anymore. . . . we stay there wrapped in each others arms and I feel like we are one. So close that you can't tell the difference between us. No more sinking we enjoy the peaceful water. . . and then the dream ends.
So I'm a bit confused as to what the whole "sinking" thing means. . . :? Could anyone help me out here?
It's strange our dreams were so similar but different.
I read over your last two dreams again just now and was struck by how you said, at the start of the first one, that you drank the water because you were thirsty. If water is linked to spirituality maybe you need to get in touch with your spirit?
A strange coincidence but my daughter showed me this song last night. I was struck by how similar it was to your dream. It annoyed her because she didn't know what it meant. It must mean something, but what?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j6MltGHO-lE&feature=related"]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j6MltGHO-lE&feature=related
Whoops, posted twice.
I just had a really cool and strange dream.
I was in a holiday home. I met an old estj aquaintance of mine. She used to intimidate me before, but in the dream I was chatting easily to her, about cooking. I was cracking jokes and she was laughing. Then I was in a fast food restaurant, my friend was working in, and I was cracking jokes there too. It was as if I was drunk, but I wasn't. Everyone was falling around the place laughing.
I was back at the holiday home and there was a mini party going on. I was dancing to Stevie Wonder, and I can remember feeling really free and in the moment, like I was drunk, but it was more like I had found this incredible feeling without drink and I was conscious of how good it felt. Then my istp boyfriend was due to turn up, and I was dreading it,because I knew he would think I was drunk and start giving out to me. My behaviour immediately changed and I became quiet. We got into an argument when he turned up and accused me of being drunk. My intj sister told me to go and wash the windows and I refused, because it was so late, 1 o' clock in the morning. My istp started lecturing me about it and I got mad.
There was something about my infj daughter and her being scared of something. My entj friend got really spooked out by a message but I can't remember what the message was.
We were back at the holiday village and a spirit medium was going around the house telling us what she could see. I can't remember what she said for me but the dream ended where she was showing my istp his room. He chose a stone as his symbol. The spirit medium was holding the stone and she walked us over to a corner. She said there was a spirit present. She showed us what the spirit could see and it was a frightening feeling. It all looked very bad for my istp, like there had been this bad spirit following him around all these years. Then we went over to another corner of the room and I knew my istp felt bad,so I put my arm around him. I thought that, by being his dual, I might be able to protect him from harm. I then had an epiphany and said ok I will listen to you. Everything seemed really clear to me, like I saw things from a new spiritual standpoint. I wondered why I had not thought of that before, it seemed so simple. We kissed and everything seemed to be good. He was actually a heavy black woman when I kissed him? :confused2: Then he/she suggested we go look at a new house that was up for sale across the road from our holiday home, not to buy it, but just to look around, and I said that I loved to look around houses and wondered why I didn't do it more often. It was a beautiful Florida holiday home.
And that's where I woke up.
Before I went to bed I was thinking about/ really feeling this quote:
"When another person makes you suffer, it is because he suffers deeply within himself, and his suffering is spilling over. He does not need punishment; he needs help. That's the message he is sending."
— Thich Nhat Hanh
Last night I also came across old posts I had made, in another forum, and tears were running down my face, laughing at them. I remember thinking how hilarious I was, not in a big headed way, but in a kind of surprised kind of way. I know it's not polite to think you are funny but those posts seriously had me in stiches. I had completely forgotten about them.
It was like reading someone elses words.
So these are just some strange dreams I had last night, so I thought I'd share:
First one I was at an apartment complex and things were feeling a little empty. My sleep schedule in real life has been a little crazy so I've been waking up at nights. I was at an apartment complex and I was up at night, I went outside and the surrounding terrain felt like a desert and no one was out and seeing all the car's lined up was a bit depressing or something. I was walking around the complex just feeling lonely and empty but regardless I had to pay rent or take care of some paperwork task. So I walked down to the central office where the pool was. I went to the office and low and behold no one was around and I tried to get in somewhere but I didn't have a key. However there was like an open mailroom and people were sorting letters. There was this 40 yr old chick there that works at the job I have and she was sorting mail. She asked me if I need anything. This 40 yr old chick in particular has never talked to me but she has like given me flirty looks or something, I think mainly for attention because shes old and thinks it reflects well on her youth if she can be interesting to a younger man. Anyways when she was asking me for mail she loaded all her questions with innuendos and I responded while at the same time asking about my mail. She said it should have already been at my apartment so I was annoyed and decided to walk back to my apartment. On the way I entered in through the pool gate and had some items with me. Then a fat lady that was part of the management staff, a chubby annoying rule-oriented type stopped me and started to tell me its night and they have rules and I couldn't enter in that way and she needed to inspect all my items first to make sure I wasn't breaking in. I paused for a second, and remember at this point in the dream I was so annoyed the lonely empty mood and the fact I needlessly walked out to the office to find my mail which annoyingly was elsewhere that at this point I could have cared less. So I just told her no and started to walk in the gate anyways she tried to physically grab my stuff, so I grabbed it back. Eventually there was like a family with a group of boys that were watching and they started to cheer for me that the lady should let me in. She still persisted and then the boys started to circle her and annoy her, I then grabbed my stuff and jumped into the pool. At this point the lady freaked out and jumped into the pool after me and things got all weird. The boys jumped into the pool after her and she got all crazy and got on a jet ski and rammed one of the boys against the wall, effectively killing him, but in the dream he didn't bleed by faded away and evaporated. She then went after me so I swam under the surface since the jet ski couldn't dive. I didn't run out of air, but eventually she realized this and her jet ski could like dive after me. So I kept dodging her, eventually the single jet ski became multiple jet skis so in the dream I would time it and grab one jet ski and divert its direction to ram into another, they kept splitting up and coming after me so I kept hurling them at each other and knocking jet skis together. It makes little sense but that was the first dream.
The second dream I woke up on Sunday and drove down to get food in the morning, I was feeling a little bored and depressed because it was Sunday and also I was unenthused about eating (same food as always) and driving around (all the parking lots and malls seemed very boring and all the same). There was a kite festival and the day was overcast, but instead of being a grand spectacle it was a bunch of people lined up on the sidewalks with shitty kites, mainly kids with their parents and was more annoying than anything. I made a kite out of a street sign and when I was driving by transferred it to some kid on the side without a kite lol? Idk makes no sense. I then returned to my apartment. I was eating salt and vinegar chips which tasted awful and thought they were old so I threw them in the garbage disposal and started to think about how I should buy some more. Then for some reason there was this chick in my place that was a blonde and I was watching her have sex or something, she was a whore, and I was just sitting there and I didn't really feel like fucking, I was just in a meh mood. My friend which resides in new orleans then came into the door. He was all excited and the single chick became two and I told him he could have both, he then started to fuck both and then tried to encourage me to have sex with one of them. I went up to one of the chicks and she disappeared lol. I then proceeded to air fuck one of the chicks for like 30 seconds before finally admitting to my friend that she wasn't real. He told me he could see her but I couldn't so I just gave up and I felt shitty. He then told me what about that one girl I originally had in my place (the blonde or something). I know details are fuzzy it was a dream, he said she was a good chick for me and we should find her at the apartment and talk to her. So we left, we walked around the complex but eventually my friend got ahead of me and in the distance I could hear dogs or hounds, and my friend shout something only slightly worried. So I went back to my place, then around the doorway three wolf like looking dogs bolted into my room. The started to bark, and I climbed up the door and smeared my feet on the door and hung from it. The dogs started to knip at my heels and I would have to like kick them in the snouts to prevent them from grabbing me and pulled me down. I started to rock the door as I hung from it and it started to hit the dogs. They frantically moved in and out and I timed it to shut out them out. Eventually my doors then became these massive double doors. Eventually I was able to manipulate them to move outward from my place with a giant shield around me. I could see a bunch of dogs all around the door ready to strike but they couldn't get me, when I would manipulate the doors wrong there were gaps and the dogs would charge and I'd quickly have to seal it. Then a giant horse came running around the corner and charged the door it then became a fence like door and it got tangled up in it and started to violently kick around. I stood back only opportunistically jumping in to try to tame it, and eventually the horse meshed with the fence magically and then my friend came back I remember commenting on it. Then not knowing what to do with the door I remember commenting about giving it to a great white shark because they could eat metal. I then morphed to some aquarium and remember dropping the door with the horse on it in the tank and seeing the great white devour it. I woke up.
Both are strange dreams..... :shrug:
I had another a day before where I was at some bar/cafe and I was sleeping and this guy from high school that knew this one girl I only faintly knew (I don't remember who, I just remember in the dream I apparently faintly recalled the person) came up and he told me she had sex with this guy recently. I remember shrugging and thinking "I don't care" or finding it strange he told me. I then went back to sleep. I then got woke up again and told again by another friend of this friend about it. Once again, strange but I went back to sleep. Then I remember an old trumpet teacher of mine waking me up, he told me something like "I don't think you understand" and he explained the conditions of them having sex as her being forced or something and kind of was being subtle and hinting in his tone. I remember waking up and being put into action, although immediately after I was thinking what was I supposed to do? This happened a while back. I walked outside and I was in some city, and the guy that originally contacted me was walking around the city lost and asking people. I came up to him and offered to helped, he seemed to like it. We then set out to find this guy and I took the lead. I remember feeling a bit odd like "what was the point, I don't know these people, I didn't really even know the girl beyond her name, and I can't really change what happened, and so forth" but oddly the guy seemed to be really happy I was helping so I kept walking around the city completely lost. I then remember this plane landing down and all these people gathered around and the plane had a school bus as its core. A football team got off and they guy who raped the girl was apparently a major celebrity and was a lot more likeable than I was and I remember thinking "fuck this is going to be next to impossible". He walked out and we were awkwardly standing there so instead of directly confronted him for some reason we pretended to be the luggage persons to afford us the opportunity to talk to him in a more private venue. The dream then changed to a montage of the football team leaving the plane and getting cheered at while we started to unpack the luggage from the plane. I remember feeling like really weak, in dreams were you feel like you are moving so slow and its a lot of effort to walk. There were all these cameras and the athletes were like stretching and drinking gatorade and promoting it, and the head quarterback which apparently raped the girl looked like biff tannen from back to the future. Then I remember waking up in the middle of the luggage montage.
http://imgc.allpostersimages.com/ima...ry-at-home.jpg
Your dreams signify changes in your life. Your first dream says you're leaving your former life as you know it. I'm going to comment on rest some other time.
So I had another series of dreams last night that I briefly recall;
One I was at some house and we, me and my family, since I saw them yesterday, were fixing a house up (my sister is actually moving into a house with her husband and they are fixing it up). In specific there were four pool at the house that needed to be cleared and cleaned. The mood of the dream was pretty dark, it was at night, and felt almost manor-ish and gothicy/vampiry or something, pretty lonely and empty. The pools themselves were relaxing and moon-like, with lights and fluctuations. Also at some other point in the dream I ran across some magazines that were marketed toward young people, they added sections with sexually explicit pictures of women and talking about sex, there were all these adds for porn sites on those pages though so I remember thinking it was just a scam to exhort money. The rest of the details are fuzzy.
I think the pools are supposed to represent the subconscious emotions, the fact they are not especially deep as compared to a vast deep dark ocean suggests that these subconscious emotions I'm facing are relatively manageable. The fact I was cleaning and revealing the pools suggest that I may be currently undergoing changes associated to purging negativity and revealing feelings. The fact they are pools for recreation suggest relaxation which I've been doing lately, I've been tired at work and sleeping a lot. I think my brain may be in a cycle of rest and reordering, also recently I've been feeling very vertigo like and I've been training really hard at things. I think these dreams represent changes, relaxation, and restructuring.
Ahh, the famous ****** table talks, monologues, I mean.
Ahhh, well I think cars are supposed to represent our decision making. If we are driving ourselves it means we are in control and doing our own decision making. Specific people in dreams are usually irrelevant, often the faces do not match up to how we perceive them to be personality/action wise irl. So I think it's a good point to separate the action/feeling from the person. I'm not entirely sure on what is going on with the person you are not allowed to mention, but there does seem to be a hint of a suggestion of deceit? I wonder if the vintage clothes shopping is taking you back to a time or point of reference in the past... Idk... all guesswork.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Jadae16t
My dreams (and prob most dreams) are usually surreal. However the rare type of boring dream is quite *meh... I feel like i have been cheated out of my fun wierd dreamtime.... I think i dreamt once i went to the shop to buy milk, bought it and walked back home and made coffee.... that was it... in it's entirety...DULL.
I'm sorry, Hitta. :(
I heard from a reliable source that people only dream about guys they want to have sex with :thinking:
wutQuote:
Originally Posted by Galen
That's very plausible in my case, minus the guys part.Quote:
Originally Posted by Galen
I always thought you were a bit cheap, Starfall, but even this is a new low for you.Quote:
Originally Posted by Starfall
Surely that was worth at least $10.
So, dream hitta felt the need to lie to you about who he was with.
And he and the-person-who-must-not-be-named were very happy together.
So, either your subconscious is trying to inform you that Hitta is cheating on you,
Or that the PWMNBN is cheating on you.
Or that Hitta has been wanting you to think he's been Gay for Rob, while actually being gay with PWMNBN.
Or that you are such a loser that even Hitta and PWMNBN can be in gay relationships but you can't yet.
Or that Hitta was trying to give Rob an alibi as a favor for Rob...but then, why would Rob need to give You an alibi?? Maybe Rob is cheating on you?? Or maybe Rob is so sick of you coming on to him that he's trying to get you to think he's already taken by Hitta.
Or..or...or...
Dude, you have some messed up dreams! Who needs soaps when we can just analyze your dreams??
I guess.. you subconscious judges that
ideally, in ideal state - likely meaning of environment
the said people
are fluffy and gay(in non sexual meaning) - in a way that is alien to you which could fit with soconic stereotype of EIE's ideal being edgy and dramatic.
Just your subconscious processing realized/perceived difference.
Disclaimer - Don't know or care to portray the people involved one way or another.
Noooo!! Not Rob!!Quote:
Originally Posted by Jadae16t
Damn you Dream Hitta and PWMNBN!! :reallymad:
I really dont like dreams that have someone i know being harmed somehow. As in I wake up worrying about the person and have to call them immediately to make sure they are ok, but still feel worried even days later.
Bah. :cry:
Oh Starfall u overly nice person you. Charge him at least 25, I don't know any psychic service that's still 5 bucks a session!Quote:
That will be $5
You probably just are repressed in the male friendship department and want some bromance, not necessarily full on pig sex male homosexuality - of course that's what gay dudes in our perverted minds will turn it into 2. (correction: that's what i will turn it into. tee hee)
anyways now analyze my dream:
I have this frequent recurring dream that I've been having for about... 3-4 months now. I dream that I'm in a familiar-ish place that I visit with semi-regularity, like my grandmother's or maybe my old house that I grew up in. Anyways I dream that I can... walk through the window. (usually living room or kitchen window but its on rare cases been the bathroom, any window in the house really)
Like my body will turn incorporeal and I'll literally.. go through the window. The feeling of doing this is both terrifying and unique/cool/exciting. This is when I realize that I'm dreaming. But it's not a full on lucid dream like... it will have bits of lucidity then it will go back to thinking that I'm in reality now. I often have these patterns where I keep 'waking up' but I'm really just in a different dream I think I'd stop dreaming but really I'm still dreaming. And then the dream usually ends with me soaring off in the sky and flying. I've been having dreams of me flying a lot more than usual. and i keep getting better and better at flying too, even though that raises my self confidence some it sorta feels... idk somber like I'm flying but there's nowhere to go.
Analyze my dream:
So I'm a native american running through the fall forest with my loin cloth and tomahawk, running alongside my tribe friend. Then at one point we are running through the forest and he finds a metal hatch in the ground and says, "come check this out!"
so he opens the hatch and we climb down inside.
next thing I know I wake up in this buddhist/shinto shrine. I sit up out of bed, rice walls, rice mats on the floor, in a robe, sandals on the wardrobe at the foot of the bed. I put on the sandals and I walk out the door into the building's main hallway. Accompanying me is that awkward feeling you get when you are sleeping over at a friend's house, but you're the only one awake.
its a spa, of some sort. Wooden floor, just at the end of the hallway is the entrance to a wooden sauna/hottub room kinda thing. In the middle of the hallway is this large skeleton creature who is slow moving, and looks like yoshimitsu's face (from tekken 2), except his rice hat was a lot bigger.
He slowly looks up at me, looking unthreatening, and then out of nowhere his eyes start glowing and I just get scared, so I start running. Behind me are these flaming faces that are screaming and chasing me.
So I run back into my room and sprint up and see a light blue stain glass window that is glowing. I pause for a minute as it fills me with peace. Then I resume running the fuck away. I kneel down, go into the crawl space. It takes me to this dark midnight blue stone hallway, with the light blue stain glass windows along the right edge. I'm running down the hallway, but at the same time this hallway is underneath a boardwalk, and i'm running along the beach. Just outside the boarwalk, are a bunch of old men on crosses, who are burning alive as i can hear them sizzling. One of them says, "it is neither good nor life" as he begins to have a near death experience. He was regretting his involvement with the cult. These men belonged to the cult inside of the building I just escaped from.
fin.
......
Wanting to become a new person? Chasing away from old patterns (the cult) I don't know...
I think, the best way to analyze a dream is to do it yourself.Quote:
Originally Posted by DJ Arendee
Whenever I have an extremely vivid dream I write it down in a journal and while writing I get some ideas what it could mean.
I don't know in what kind of life situation you dreamed this dream. You are the only one who knows that and so you are the only one who has the ability to fully understand your dream.
I also don't know whether all those details like the appearance of the shrine play a big role. Emotions in dreams play a bigger part and what I can see here is: curiosity => "awkward feeling you get when you are sleeping over at a friend's house, but you're the only one awake" (Feeling strange? Like you want do something, but cannot because it would be a disturbance? Is that it?) => fear/panic => a moment of peace => again fear? (What have you felt when you ran away for the second time?)
As you are Christian yourself, I can tell you the following: There are nightmares and nightmares... Some are caused by your subconscious and some are caused by something different, namely the invisible realm. They can come from God or from demons. Those kind of dreams are often the ones you can remember the best, even after years have passed.
I have developed a certain awareness for demons in my dreams. I know when they are there. It feels like someone else is manipulating the dream and someone else is also part of the dream. Usually all people in my dreams are either people I know in real life, so they are created from my memories, or people are parts of me, which means I can switch between point of views. But sometimes there is another creature in my dream I have no influence on. It's chasing me or searching for me and my emotions turn into horror and desperation. I don't run away from monsters in my dreams anymore. I face them and start praying or even singing a worship song and usually I wake up then. Sometimes I can't get myself to that point though and it gets really dark and scary. I had this dream about a girl who was eating needles and pins (strange, that reminds me of the last verse of a song by Genesis called "Fly on a Windshield": As the song and dance begins, the children play at home with needles, needles and pins https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k9X2QtzCvBQ). There was also a blindfolded child and another gagged child in that dream and a haggard old woman who was scaring me to death. After having this dream I felt depressed for a few days. Usually dreams shouldn't have such an impact on emotions, I think. :/
Geez even your dreams are filled with so many sensory experiences. Mine are just about family and friends
sx/so imagery ftwQuote:
Originally Posted by DJ Arendee
Evaluation of your recent spirituality themed interactions by subconscious.Quote:
Originally Posted by DJ Arendee
Going down the "rabbit hole".
Evaluating it as people "not having anyone home" - not being conscious, being scary demons and heathens that are going to regret their ways...
Run mothafucka...
http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/i/20...ge-d5c1c9z.jpg
It was pretty abstract...
The was a huge bridge made of red, yellow, white and blue legos. The bridge spanned a large body of water and connected two cities. It was the prize possession of the man who built it but he wanted to blow it up and leave the past behind. He told me if the bridge was gone he would not be able to return to the past again. I was trying to talk him out of destroying it because it was amazing to look at.
We were all sitting at a bar and the man's mother and ex-gf were there, but in the background. The ex kept shooting me dirty looks and I could tell she was jealous even though she had no reason to be. She was also making snide remarks under her breath so I finally told her to say what was on her mind or leave us alone. I said I wasn't going to try and read her mind because I didn't have the energy for that, nor did I want to.
The mother looked like an old actress from the 70s I think.
Franklin
She told the girl to leave with her and let me continue talking to her son. She was concerned about him and thought I could help. When they were leaving the mother gave me one of the warmest hugs I have ever felt and then they left.
Next I am in a huge old car with the guy and another couple and someone walks over to the car. We were suspicious of them..thought they were cops. It turned out they thought the same about us but finally we were sure that everything was ok, so they gave us some molly in capsules. Everybody took one but I took three and they started asking if I could handle it. I said of course I can. Then my sister was standing there upset with me for taking so much. I didn't want to be bothered with her so I "poofed" her away in a cloud of smoke. Then I spent the rest of the dream rollin'.
I had a nightmare of this board in which everyone kept attacking me with super mean things ;_; Does this mean I should stop coming here again?
I'd like to comfort you, but that dream is actually within the realm of possibilities ^^Quote:
Originally Posted by Aivonaima
That said; maybe it means that to grow your personal understanding of socionics you need to be attacked by all different types from the socion! It's your spirit-guide telling you need to behave like AzureFlame and attain "enlightned wisdom" at the expense of your reputation and mental soundness.
Are you rather a happy pig or a unhappy socrates?
Do you want to stop coming here? If not, then no!Quote:
Originally Posted by Aivonaima
K, I got an app for that :P
This is in the dream dictionary:
"To dream that you are being attacked by someone indicates your character is being questioned. You feel the need to defend yourself. You are feeling stressed, vulnerable and helpless. You may also be facing difficult changes in your waking life. Dreaming of an attack provides a way for you to confront these situations that you may be avoiding in real life."
I am the chick, Freya, from "Witches of East End" and I am about to be honored for something and it is also an engagement party. While waiting to accept an award, my future sister in-law asks about my religion and makes a comment about where I will go when I die. I announce that I believe in reincarnation so it doesn't matter.
She gets so angry and starts bombarding me "you will go to hell for that." I leave her and go to change and prepare to accept the award. While I am gone she rallies the old people against me and starts shuffling them out the door. My step-dad (he's dead) say's "looks like you annoyed a few people." He asks if need help packing up so we could leave now. I tell him, "no I got this. You go on."
I am getting my stuff together to leave and I see my "fiance" (no clue who he is in real life) He is walking toward me and he is carrying his suit. He looks angry and I think, here it comes... I go all preemptive on him and say, "yeah I know. You can leave too" then I turn my back on him. I feel him grab me from behind and wrap his arms around me. He says, "why would I fucking go anywhere?"
End of dream. Now I am going to look it up...
I don't care about my rep, I'm just permanently traumatized by k0rpsy.Quote:
Originally Posted by Reficulris
It means you found the right guy, the one who doesnt care about Anything but you!
also quite possible your sister is a backstabbing serpent ;)
now just find out who he is irl!
Who's k0rpsy and why care about a dead man?!
http://www.the16types.info/vbulletin...hp/2868-k0rpsyQuote:
Originally Posted by Reficulris
*fearful shudder*
I dreamt that I was lying in Waka Flocka's lap and he was stroking my hair and all I could think about was if I had shaved my legs. My mom walked in and she gave him a dirty look. He jumped up and started to waltz her around the room. She started smiling and let him lead her. Then I woke up.
I had a dream recently... I was walking outside in a destroyed city... it looked like something from fallout; with a large group of disillusioned meth addicts. I was the only non meth addict. They were all deciding which of eachother they wanted to fuck. A few of us split off and we came to this playground. There was some prostitute who had hung herself from a swing, and she was too dark to see her face. Then another prostitute was chained to the ground by her wrists and she was thirsty. There was a big black bird on her head. Nearby some drug lord was cutting up an unknown person with a large sickle. The prostitute was a prostitute who I had known recently in real life. I just looked at her in the eye and then I woke up. I didn't want to save her or let her die...
I'm never having inlaws.Quote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
@rat1
I think you have discovered the tenth circle of hell.
I had a dream, I wrote a poem. I think it was my dead ex but not sure. The lawyer from his estate left me a message. I have to call.
In a dream, last night he came to me.
He showed me the reasons, it could never be.
He showed me the source of all my confusion.
Told me I’m glamoured by another illusion.
Still don’t lose your strength, he said to me.
That’s the only solution you’ll ever need.
Yesterday I had a dream some people put me in jail. Help me out forum.
I had a dream that I didn't remember of until I got nearly the same dream.
I remembered that I had dreamed of me defending a place/castle/call it anything, and that I was behind a wall with a weapon, and I needed to defend it, it was my job. When I saw the titans (which were attacking) I just ran to save my life and I was fucking scared. But I didn't recall that dream when I woke up when I did it. I just recalled it when I did nearly the same dream.
Except this time, I felt fine defending the place and dying for defending it. So I saw that titan, fired at him, then got smashed by the foot of another titan. I felt alright, like it was meant to happen and I didn't give a shit. Then I had this omniscient view of the place and one person talked to me : "No, no, the titans are not that fast, they are slow"
So I got back to my previous position, before the titans attack, and I saw them and they seemed so freaking slow and like shitty and gave me no fear or anything. Then I continued, looked at them, and escaped easily without dying (usually, when I escape anything in my dreams I freak out and end up being eaten).
When I woke up I felt fucking grandiose and so confident, like what the fuss is about.
It's like, sometimes stuff happens, it dictates my day and I don't even try to stop it, I just let it dictate my day. And also this dream was fucking weird :D
I just had strange dream about this forum. I was in a huge mansion and many forum members were there. Most clearly I remember my dead ex and everything was chaotic. He and I connected in a loving way at first but he kept following @rat1 and me around. Rat and I got tired and we wanted to take a nap alone but my ex laid down on a mattress next to us. I felt like he was agitated at me for causing drama. I told him I loved him but I really felt weird letting him see rat and I next to each other in bed. I asked him to leave and that I was sorry how it ended. At that point I knew he was a ghost and he became more translucent. I still felt he was agitated and was trying to protect me from something because he stayed in the shadows the rest of the dream.
I was getting ready to hang with some forum members but I didn't know what to wear. @chriscorey pops into the room and makes sarcastic clothing tips and we laugh.She hands me a pair of jeans. @Kim and @bgoat were there, sitting on a couch, on the periphery not wanting to get caught up in the drama. Kill4 is sending me taunting messages throughout and I respond in kind. They grow steadily more aggressive. Rat say's let it go then I am topless trying to keep a pink feather covering myself but @woofwoof and @McBain walk in and start joking and laughing. They are teasing me about not being able to cover completely with the boa. They each grab an end and pull it away telling me to just wear nothing. I know they mean no harm but I pull my hair to the front to cover myself. Oh and McBain is wearing a t-shirt that has, "Ni Dom in huge letters on it.
I walk up some stairs and @lungs is walking down them laughing. She is wearing red lingerie... I ask her what is going on and she says, lingerie party for women only upstairs. I tell her I want to shower. She says have fun, smiles and bounces down the stairs. I reach the top of the stairs and it is all red and there are red satin sheets and it look like a cheesy porn set except for some pink candles burning softly. That gives it an innocent feel. Several forum women are standing around looking at sex toys. Sitting in the middle of the bed is my dead aunt. She tells me to join the Amazon's party. I tell her no I want a shower. She follows me into the bathroom and wants to make my water too hot. We disagree and I push her away and run downstairs.
There is a beautiful black cat with green eyes staring at me. @pumainfp There is a toy on the floor and I swear it looked like @Reficulris giraffe avatar. Chriscorey and Rat tell me the feds are tearing the place apart looking for priceless art they believe is stolen. We walk to the doorway as they start scanning my art to see where it originated. I am about to tell them it isn't stolen; that it was passed down from my family... Chris says," I wouldn't do that if I were you". Rat takes my arm and says come with me I don't want you arrested for this but I tell him that I don't want to lose all my art. He says just create more and laughs. The cat strolls between us on the way into the room where the feds are and stands next to Chris they both motion for me to leave. And then @Absurd is standing there shaking his head like he isn't surprised one bit by all this and I think out loud,"he is such a Cheshire cat". That's when I woke up. There was more to it but memory faded.
Edit I almost forgot, @kadda1212 was there and I remember it was a nice interaction and a brief acknowledgement between us. We showed each other respect. And @InvisibleJim too, same thing, respect.
Haha.Your psyche's interpretation of my persona(when around people I'm familiar with) is right on.Quote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
Not yet...Quote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
WTF, Aylen... XD Could it be you watch too much porn???!!! All those sex fantasies... Freud would be happy. :PQuote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
Anyway, how did you know it was me? I think, it's cute you dream about me. :hug:
You looked just like your profile pic. some people looked like their avatars and others looked like their pics. @InvisibleJim looked like his avatar. hehehQuote:
Originally Posted by kadda1212
About the sex...I am an observer and I also sense it very strongly between certain people on this site, in the way that the interact with each other. I just pick up on those things. This site is a big fuckfest. hah The flirting is sometimes so subtle between certain people that it is easy to miss and then other people seem to exude sexual energy in their posts. Oh and I just now remembered it was @truck who handed me the pink feather boa to cover myself... I knew it was him when I woke up too but for some reason I forgot while typing it out. @rat1 do you remember what I told you about the pink boa and that Truck reminds me of my family member, who wanted one for his birthday? :P
Haha. I mean, my profile pic is also me. Took that pic just a few days ago at carnival. Hence the cat hat...cap, whatever. :P I dressed up as some weird mixture of witch, punk, gothic lolita, Misa from Death Note and a cat. XDQuote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
Concerning flirting on forums: it's weird. Last time it happened to me, the guy revealed his undying love for me and thought I was some guardian angel of his or his goddess. Not sure. I was part of his own made up religion. Kind of bothered me. I'm a mere human being with flaws. But that happened on Personalitycafe, not here.
Good God. I apologize... I must have been creepy as all hell to look at.Quote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c2...psb8d8039c.gif
Plus I see a lot of strong women here and my aunt taught me to be an "Amazon" so I see how it all connects to past and recent events.
I remember it differently! The baby-giraffe plushe definately was in the upstairs room with the Amazon lingery party! (that's what I was dreaming tonight! and oh boy did I get cuddled!) :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
Haha you may be right! Now that I think back. hmmm let's say yes.Quote:
Originally Posted by Reficulris
@chriscorey
You actually took the form of an Amazon type woman. You and rat were both protective of me in the dream but you weren't all gentle or mushy. You were kind of, "matter of fact" but funny too.
I must admit I first thought you meant a party organized by the Amazon service. Some online shopping party. XDQuote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
Oh my.
Wow, I actually felt anxiety, and a bit of fear after waking from my dream. I rarely feel fear from dreams anymore, and there were no monsters or anything, but there were two strange men hiding in my house, and I knew they were there as I walked in the door. I felt their intentions toward me were not "good". The imagery was pretty intense, and I do not really feel like sharing it here, but it is something I definitely need to look at because it feels unfinished. In the dream I felt very misunderstood, and that the people were not seeing me as I am, which is imagery of others having their own perspective of me, and it being so far off from what I am really doing. Anyway, on top of that dream something feels missing, and it is hard to explain. Something that has been with me ALWAYS is gone, and I am not quite sure how to proceed at the moment. This is a time of great change.
I think I may do a dream blog post of my greatest (dream) hits.
Is chriscorey down to earth like crazie rat (in your dream), as well?Quote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
Yep, I guess she was but she was funny too, in a no nonsense kind of way.Quote:
Originally Posted by Absurd
Last night's dream:
I was in a courthouse completely naked but I was covered by gold and bronze body paint. My eyes were electric blue. I parked my car to get some official paper. It was a huge building with several parking lots. An older black woman told me she would take me to the right entrance. I followed her and she helped me get where I was going. Then she was gone.
I have my papers and I decide to stop in and see the judge who was my keeper for the past couple of years but when I got outside his courtroom I got nervous. I could hear him talking with a clerk. He was walking out the door and i wanted to hide so I ran to the bathroom. There was a woman who was blocking me from getting in. She had a group of people around her holding up their coats to hide what she was doing. The judge was coming my way so I just went down on my knees and put my head down and covered my face. He walked past me.
I knew I had to get out of there so I ran for a door. There was a different black woman there. She asked if I knew where I was going and I realized I had no idea where my car was. She walked me down an alley that looked familiar. Her car was there and it looked like mine was too but when i got up close it was a different model. She asked if I was ok but I wasn't... I told her I was fine and that I found my car. I don't know why but I didn't want her to worry about me when she had something she had to get done herself. I watched her drive away and I felt nervous. I didn't even know where to begin to look for my car.
I am walking down some stairs in an alley. There are two small chihuahuas on leashes but they are trying to bite at me. One is deformed and the other just looks crazy. I manage to pass them without getting bit. They are still yapping as a make my way down the alley. I see a bunch of cats blocking my way and they all had various forms of deformities. It was pretty bad. I had to go through them. I had no choice since they blocked the whole path. I was able to maneuver through them without getting scratched but they were hissing and trying to scratch me the whole time.
Then I was in an open parking lot and freaking out. That is when I said, "this is all a dream so wake up!" I woke up.
I was painted up like Mystique except switch my body color to the color of her eyes and my eyes the color of her body. I also have red hair. I looked more luminescent and my skin was smooth but this gives and idea of how I look.
http://i1181.photobucket.com/albums/...s/Mystique.png
Oh, I see...
I dreamed last night that I was handling and hand-crafting lightening bolts. Almost as a scene from Greek mythology. The place was semi-dark and filled with fog and of predominantly dark blue hues. I remember I was trying to be very careful with how I would handle the lightening or what would follow were mild shocks that were unpleasant and startling but did me no harm. The fog was interfering with me seeing the bolts clearly, even though they had a distinct glow, and I accidentally dropped one. As I reached out to find it, it sunk through the floor and I remember feeling worried about where it might fall. Don't remember the rest of the dream, there was more to it but my memory is too hazy now.
... woke up raped in a dungeon realising I can't force myself to wake up at all...Quote:
Originally Posted by Ath
How was your weekend?Quote:
Originally Posted by Absurd
Cloudy. How was yours?Quote:
Originally Posted by HereticWacey
I did have a dream a while back in which I was in high school and had hired female prostitutes who came one by one to cuddle in my bed but b/c they were so beautiful and I felt so deformed I was too self-conscious to talk to or touch them.
Then one came that was just really cool and fun who I could just be myself with without problems and then I realized that she was ILE and I got super super excited to do these things with her that I always do alone like go to the bakery and pick out my favorite pastries and eat them together. Suddenly, I felt like I didn't have to be lonely for the rest of my life. I just had to figure out how to sneak her past my parents.
^ it was a completely disturbing dream lol. i was on melatonin though... i always get weird dreams when i take those supplements to sleep.
Uneventful I guess.Quote:
Originally Posted by Absurd
Oh, I see. Was the ground cold when you crawled out this morning?Quote:
Originally Posted by HereticWacey
Actually I'm in another city going to school 800Km south. So much warmer. Alive and kicking.Quote:
Originally Posted by Absurd
Sounds like a school for dreamy, puffy-eyed, and fairy decent people that spend their free time posting in dream interpretation thread over at the16types.info. In your dream you must be pretty alienated...Quote:
Originally Posted by HereticWacey
Alienated, no. Time wasting, yes. Which is why I'm signing off.Quote:
Originally Posted by Absurd
:biggrin:
Yeah, right.Quote:
Originally Posted by HereticWacey
I often dream that my teeth fall out, or I start bleeding badly at a really inconvenient moment.
This dream HAS to be a past life. Too much continuity and clarity.
I dreamt I was the wife of a king/chief. I had long dark hair, and we appeared to be somewhere in the South Pacific islands. I think it was Polynesia. He also had other wives too, and he was very cruel. I remember I was like his main wife. He sort of kidnapped another woman who was not from our island, and made her his wife too. The woman already had a husband, and he was very sad about it, but there was nothing he could do because the king had chosen her. I was not happy about this, and I wanted him to stop.
He got angry at me, and told me that women were not his equal then he started ripping my clothes off, and was very intimately aggressive. Then he pushed me to the floor and told me to clean up since that was what women were good for. Before that there had been some kind of celebration because the king had conquered more land and had expanded his kingdom. This dream was very real.
Then I woke up and fell back to sleep, and I dreamt my dad was still alive. For some reason in the dream I had wished my mom had died first, and then my dad was there telling me that my mom had died first, and I was overwhelmed by sadness. I wanted to take it back, and have my dad die first again, but it was too late. It was good to see my dad though.
From dream moods:Quote:
Originally Posted by Ainfigur
I had a dream last night that I was in Mexico with my ex (the dead one) visiting his family. In real life he was an only child, in the dream he had a huge Mexican family and some of them were judging me harshly while others were taking my side and trying to protect me from the others. My ex says he has to go to a third world country and he would be there for awhile and he wanted me to stay with his family where I would be safe, so I couldn't go with him
There was an aggressive uncle who demanded I get in this minivan with a bunch of other family members 'cause we had to go pick up someone in the hospital. A bunch of stuff happened in the hospital that I don't remember. When we checked the person out of the hospital we all loaded back into the van and they told me to sit on the smallest seat because I was the smallest. I could barely sit on the tiny little bench he told me to get on. A nice sister moved over and let me share her seat. The uncle says one more stop and they take me to the airport. Uncle says get out and look in that car. I get out and open the door and my ex is sitting there with a blonde. they have suitcases. I say, so this is why I couldn't go, fuck you and I walk away. He runs after me trying to explain but I won't listen. I say I'm done.
Then I am back at the family house and I feel angry and of course all of sudden I am standing there naked, again, a lot of my dreams I am naked lately. A cousin who was about 18, hands me my phone, apparently I had dropped it at the scene of the crime. He puts a blanket around me and says, you'll be ok. He had a beautiful face and smile. I said I know. My anger is gone and I wake up.
My ex was not Mexican, btw.
I just woke up from a crazy dream. I was creating a new post and I copied an image from another website to paste into my post, in random thoughts. I pasted the image in, or so I thought, and clicked "post quick reply". Then I realized I had copied and pasted some of the lewdest, most vulgar and violent images I could imagine. I tried to hit edit but I was logged out and couldn't get back into the forum. It kept saying wrong password. I enlisted the help of various people to help me get into the site before anyone saw my post. The dream seemed to last hours but in reality in was probably a few minutes on and off. I woke up twice during thinking I had to delete the post only to realize I was still sleeping. I told myself in the dream, "you're dreaming, don't worry about it." Finally this kid in my neighborhood hacks into the site and we are about to delete my post but I see that a bunch of new forum members (who don't exist on the forum, yet) had liked my post and had made comments supporting my post. I still found my post offensive and wanted to delete it but I was torn over doing that and alienating the new people who were being supportive and encouraging me to be outspoken. I decided to leave the post and be more careful when posting in the future.
Heheh, I read some article on dreams - death dreams. I thought I am going to die laughing instantly after reading the header and subheader:
Quote:
Do dreams of death mean I am going to die?
Question: My husband keeps dreaming that he’s going to die. The dreams are the same and quite detailed. Does this mean it’s going to happen? He’s seriously freaked out.
i had dream once were i was fucking a dude in the ass do you think im gay like even if its just a dream wouldnt i carry over some off my personality and be like wtf this doesnt turn me on
haha I have gay dreams all the time. Everyone I know who is gay said they knew it from a very young age. Maybe you are bi-curious? Like most the people on the planet. Doesn't mean you have to act on it. It's a choice if you are not born that way.Quote:
Originally Posted by 5dolladogsoup
Edit: Every straight guy I know has admitted to thinking about it at one point. Most of them are put off by the idea when they are, ahem, thinking clearly. My ex was curious but he said he would never do anything about it because it would make him feel wrong inside if he did.
welp i have always wanted to suck off the hulkQuote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
Hah, well there you go... If you happen to meet the hulk then... you aren't talking about the wrestler are you? I have been on the same flight with him a couple times, he is not my type. He was in first class and I passed him on my way to coach. :PQuote:
Originally Posted by 5dolladogsoup
Spinosaurus.