Just write that he is a nonce. Problem solved.Quote:
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Just write that he is a nonce. Problem solved.Quote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
I had to look that up. :doh:
i ran away from home and came to a shack at the end of the road i live on with the door slightly open and because its a dream i yolo swag and walk in anyways there is a beautiful Mexican lady with a really thick braid going down all the way to in between her ass cheeks bending behind a tv in a tv stand plopped in the middle of the room once she notices me staring at her i explain my situation and she agrees to let me stay but if i touch the door knob very very bad things will happen (funny thing she didnt mean the doorknob on the door it didnt have one it opened and closed like those doors in saloons in the wild west) anyways as im exploring the house naturally the thought that i could get sum comes to mind but before i could do anything about that my boner starts too grow and it get to the point where its is so hard and full down there i have to walk on my tip toes now this happened in the middle of the night so im not sure what proceeded or if anything did
now the dream i had experienced before waking up was very strange i remember it first starting in a tennis/basketball court area and im playing bball when a car crashes trough one of the fence and guys start firing automatic guns everywhere (mostly at people) so we start to run towards a fence and i jump over it like fucking superman the entire 11-12 feet in a single floaty bound but i stay levitating in the air now at this point the guys with the guns are on the other side of the courts firing off shots towards me and the others running in my direction but there is a little decline like a retaining wall to take cover from the bullets with and im just thinking why cant i get down (stop fucking levitating) while getting to my car finally once i get to my car not exactly sure how i got down i get in it and tried driving off then another weird thing happened that im not sure how happened i end up crashing into the retaining wall pretty badly and i get stuck in my car while the bad guys are driving towards i duck down and hide but they find me and shoot me but something interesting happens i dont die i just take a ghostly form along with all the other victims and we crowd around our dead bodies the bad dudes had so kindly left one of their own to organize and watch over anyways im just following this guy around for the next minute or so haunting him so to speak yelling vulgar shit at him when suddenly he says looks like im gunna have to kill one of the them and by that he meant one of three very young (like 5 years old) triplets that were still alive laying down with the rest of our dead bodies and all the other ghost tackle him and i wrestle the gun from him and attempt to shoot him in the face but it wasnt loaded while all this is happening my vision is slowly becoming redder like my time in this ghost form is running out and when i realize the the gun wasnt loaded my time runs out but again instead of dying i wake up in that house
most of my dreams are creepy. babies falling off tall buildings and dying, saying cryptic/creepy stuff. An interesting dream I recently had was I was in some sort of hotel room only most of the floor was missing and you had to like make sure you didn't fall through the gaps or you'd fall to your death, but everybody was just like sitting around talking like it was nothing lol.
maybe you were from another dimension in one of your past lifes :thinking:Quote:
Originally Posted by truck
I think my dream last night is about anxiety but I'm going to record it here in case it comes true and if it does I will post it in my other thread. I lost some of it because I got caught up in the fray. hahah
I drove to another state with a friend to visit his brother. (this is actually a trip that I didn't agree to in real life but it's going to happen because I am the only person they can ask to take them) We arrive and there is some kind of family reunion happening. There is a woman there who everyone says used to be heavy but when I look at her she has a perfect, curvy body. I don't know what they are referring to but they keep making jokes about her being fat. She tells me privately that she was never fat but she was insecure so they are just messing with her head. Then she does like this runway performance for me to show her body off. I tell her she is beautiful but another girl pops up from behind a bush and starts making fun of her so the other girl loses her footing and falls into a pond. When she reemerges from the water she is sparkling and I need to go find the guy I arrived with to ask him what is in the water.
A lot of really aggressive stuff happens between some of the males that I can't remember now (due to the fray I was in earlier) but I let someone drive my car and I get worried because they have not returned. A woman tells me they called and my car has broken down but they will pay for it. I am anxious and I no longer want to be there. I just want my car and I want to go home. I tell her to tell them I want my car NOW. She calls them and they tell her it is going to cost $10 -20k to fix my car and they need a few days to get the money. I am freaking out because I can't imagine that it would take $1000s to fix my car. I think they are lying to me to keep the car longer so they can make money. I wake up thankful that my car would never be that expensive to fix. If it was I would just buy a new one. :lol:
Last night I was dreaming I was dying fom leukemia.
My mother sacrificed my youngest sister (I have none IRL) to make me live 3 months more.
I saw my fictional sister die.Tthen I saw my hair and skin decompose, my teeth were falling down... my flesh was rotting live. A lot of rotten blood.
And then I really got dead.
Such a Xmas dream.
I dreamt of two buses, which were actually more like tour buses. The one I was on had 6 beds in it and it was very modern looking. I was on the bus with *** and a couple of other people, and my mom was on the other bus. *** and I went over to have drinks with my mom on her bus. I asked him what he was drinking and he said vodka so I poured him a large glass of straight vodka over ice. I thought to myself that I could not drink such a strong drink, so I was only going to have a beer.
I felt really close to *** in the dream. Like we were best friends, and he, my mom, and a few others hit it off. They were talking for some time when I told *** it was time to go. We were all going on a trip, but I think the buses were going in different directions.
*** and I got back on our bus when all of a sudden I felt very weak. I looked down on the floor, and I was bleeding heavily even though the source of the blood was unclear to me. I asked *** to get me to the shower before anyone else could see all the blood. He took my arm and I sort of fell against him. He got me in the shower and turned it on. Then I asked him to clean up the one foot wide trail of blood I left behind me. It was all over the bus, and I was afraid other people would see it. It was then that I realized I was probably going to bleed to death in the shower, but I did not want to leave a mess behind. ***, and someone else tried to help me, but I was fading away... end of dream.
I imagined people who arms like crabs and were saying something in some indeterminable manner. There was something else as well but I forget.
I dreamt I was with a group of women that were all prostitutes. In the beginning of my dream they were walking up and down the streets propositioning men to come back to a bordello type place. There was a man there and he was their "keeper". I am not sure of the exact word to use to describe the man other than "keeper" because this was not in this timeframe, and "pimp" does not seem fitting. Physically he was incredibly beautiful, with long dark curly hair just past his shoulders. He was dressed similar to how the musketeers are shown in movies, with a ruffled shirt, and a hat.
I felt like this was in France although he looked more like a man of Latin descent. There were a lot of girls/women, between the ages of 16-30 and they were carrying pails of water with brushes to a faucet to fill them with clean water. They used the pails to bathe in after they were done with a client. This "keeper" man came into the area where they were bathing, and the girls were all trying to please him, and get his attention.
I was there as well with a pail. I had a similar body type and size that I have now, but I was younger (maybe 15 or 16) with golden brown colored hair. I do not think I had met this man before and I was really scared of him because of things I heard the others say about him. I tried to hide myself behind the other older girls so he would not pick me. I felt and heard that he was very cruel to the girls when he chose them to share his bed and I did not want to be with him even though I was feeling a really strong attraction, and perhaps even love for him. He ended up picking me because I was "new" and I was very scared.
I have no more details about what happened next, but a family member told me that I appeared to be very frightened by something in my dream and that I was screaming and moaning in my sleep. After I woke up I did get some impressions and the biggest one was that this was a past life. :shrug:
Felt real.
I dreamt that I was helping make Chinese chicken salad for my boss on a company vacation. He was asking me if he should buy this one car and I was assessing or rather analyzing his options and he was being skeptical about trying something new (he's ESE and Ne sensitive, he just goes with something familiar that feels good).
I dreamt I was a very tall attractive girl, early twenties, with long (past my waist) straight white hair. I was walking down a city street with my "boyfriend" (don't know person irl) and we were joking about him being a white knight, and as we got near the end of a street a man with dark hair and a girl on each side of him walked around the corner. He was laughing and said well I am the black knight, or maybe he said dark night. I am not sure, but my "boyfriend" and I were uneasy.
We did not want to keep walking so we decided to walk into a bar and wait for the guy to leave. We went into the bar and it was full of bikers. It looked like the 1960's by the way people were dressed. I just wanted to get to the other end of it where there were other people like us, but a man stopped us. He asked us both a question which I can't remember. Then he stamped our hands and told us "The Breed" wanted to see us in a back room. Two men took us into a room where they put the guy with me in a chair and stood me in the middle of the room.
I notice that there was a black and white cow in the room. At first I thought it was fake but then a guy pushes it and I see it is real. The "leader" started asking me questions and I would answer them. He said we know who you are and we know they are coming for you. He told two men to take off my dress and I said no wait let me do it. I unbuttoned my dress and underneath I had some kind of tan cloth wrapped around me.
The guy seemed to be satisfied that he had the right girl. I was not really scared, more nervous, and I told him that I had been raised for a purpose and that one day "The Romans" would come for me because I was special to them. He laughed even harder and said something like, "that is what you think they want you for but that is not the truth." Then he told me who they were, and he pulled out a large dagger. I asked him not to do it. He just smiled at me and threw the knife into my side. I did not feel pain or anything. I watched him walk toward me pull out the dagger then put it in my chest.
I guess I was dead because the guy told the others to, "get rid of her body". I remember the last thing some other person said was, "what about the guy?" The leader said, "fill him full of drugs and leave him somewhere he won't remember a thing anyway." Then I woke up
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I dreamed of a blue chair with squiggly legs that had squiggly white stripes on it.
Here is a poorly drawn rendition. I am not artistic, especially with the paint app.
http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p...ps5e2a8388.png
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Originally Posted by Aylen
What about Thestrals? Dark creatures...
I had a dream that I am going to get myself a beer after I drove to the garage. Looks like dreams do come true.
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This morning I woke up to the voice of @mercutio (we have voice chatted so I know what he sounds like) and he loudly and clearly said to me:
"Wake up Aylen! and don't you talk to me until you fix your wifi"
Then he played a song in my dream and told me to "listen" but his voice had pulled me out of a deep sleep so I only heard the song fading away as I woke up and I had to search for the lyrics, I remembered, but the tune was familiar. It was this song and I had to listen to the lyrics a couple of times before I made some connections to what it was all about. I have also had wifi problems that he told me to fix in waking life. :P
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wIoSL4GP398
I had one in which I asked some random stranger to propose to me to please my asian mother.
I had a dream last night where I had a bunch of chest hair. It was nice.
I dreamed that an ex colleague of mine was showing me something she wrote in a book of hers about me and my EII ex lol.
I was on a plane with a young version of Steven Tyler from Aerosmith, and he was smoking. Then I saw other people were smoking too and the flight attendant was annoyed so she opened the door to air out the plane. The plane lost pressure and started to fall. I put my head in Steven's lap and he held me tight. The captain said we were making a crash landing.
Next thing I remember we had landed on a highway, and we all walked away from it, but there was someone there to show us how lucky we were. They showed us all the planes, small and large, that had crashed in that same spot before us, and they were all mangled and burnt.
Ugh my dreams are always so violent or about death/dying lately. I need new dreams.
Last night I dreamt I was still working in my last, um, career. I woke up happy I wasn't and it was just a dream. I was very relieved.
I thought my dreams were weird but Aylen's dream are creapier :D
Sharing my mind's dream:
I can't recall them, fak.
One I got it around.
Now the second, which was fun as hell.
I was playing at Counter Strike (but in real life, it was me playing, not behind a computer). Anyway, I think I got a few kill, I remember I was proud and everything (not that i'm bad, it made me feel like a leader and a beacon of hope, which I love). I somehow ended up in an appartment in a city covered of high building, all very high and thin (as high as in the 5th element, but not as wide. The building were thin and wery high, very high buildings). Anyway, I'm in this appartment and I end up getting out by the window and jumping on a corner. I recognize this corner it's a map in Counter Strike.
At this point my weapon is a paper, I need to reshape it in order to kill someone (it's always like that in my dream, so close to achieveing something then something goes wrong and I begin to panick, here it was the weapon). Used to this kind of twists in my dream I didn't panick and got the paper in a shape of a weapon.
I end up behind a player who is portrayed by a female in very light clothing. I end up close to her and begin to flirt/touch her. The thing is that this girl was in my head an e-friend (a friend over the internet, already met him in real life) but the physics was just a pretty sexy girl, not that guy I know. Anyway to me the girl related to this guy (even thought she didn't think she was this friend of mine etc).
I then end up in the same appartment. High building, fresh air coming through the window, I feel nice the sky is blue. I don't see the blue sky and I don't see the high building but I "feel" it's there. I also "feel" we have alcohol and the such. I know the room is full of friends but I only see one and it's the "e-friend" I was talking about earlier but in its real physical form.
Somehow I liked the dream, guess it was the flirting. I didn't give any feedback, I'm sorry.
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I dreamt in cartoons last night. Something so nonsensical I could not make it out. :lol:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AFks9A9TCF0
I dreamt my sister and I took a rocket to another planet, as a secret NASA mission, and while she was exploring it I accidentally launched myself in the rocket back to earth. I think I tried to wait for her but there was an automatic relaunch button or something that I pressed. The rocket seemed to be held together by tape and glue and there were a lot of loose wires. I felt the force of the rocket lifting at a really fast speed and I closed my eyes because visually it was too much to take in since the rocket had a window similar to an airplane. I felt a huge rush and then some form of terror before the rocket crash landed in the ocean, There were many foreign ships in it and I was afraid.
I swam to a close ship which took awhile and there were two men talking and one had a black dog. I told them I crashed landed in a rocket and that my sister was stuck all alone on another planet and I needed to contact NASA to bring her back. No one believed that I crashed and no one would help me find the remains of the rocket. I couldn't remember my government contacts or how to contact my family. I went to Walmart to get a phone but they didn't have an electronics dept anymore. The lady told me that dept shut down years ago. I thought i was only gone for a few minutes.
Then irl thunder and lightning was crashing so loud and it sounded like the world was ending and I bolted out of bed desperate to find my sister and to get someone to go rescue her off that planet before realizing I was home in bed and none of it was real.
It is still storming, with lots of thunder...
Edit: I just remembered that there was some kind of cover-up by the government and that is why I was so desperate to get her back. I knew no one was going to admit it even happened so I was on my own to "save" her and I didn't know how. :cry:
I also notice that my sister, in dreams, usually represents a part of myself since she and I sort of mirror each other but like the reflection in the mirror the left and the right is reversed so it isn't completely accurate in the reflection and I have to translate what I am seeing and how it applies to me.
I woke up from a dream to someone's voice this morning. The person was not physically present, just their voice and they said, "Aylen, it is dangerous to encourage some people. Don't you remember what I told you before? Be careful." They actually said my real name but I changed it to Aylen.
this is Aylen hacking my account.
black deer in a dark orthodox church. they approached me like cats, but they behaved in a "friendly" way like very domesticated dogs. their most striking quality was their lustrous velvety black fur (resembled mink fur coats). and they had majestic antlers. they were 2 btw. creepy. i even started looking online.
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Originally Posted by Solaris
Something is in the ethers... @mercutio @Ollyx2OxenFree
u mean mercutio and olly etc. are like domesticated dogs? i'm sure it has nothing to do with the forum, i never dream ppl on the forumQuote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
:lol: nope, they are not. The friendly domestic dog thing is a synch, of sorts, for me lately. Something I was recently sharing in chat that relates to dreams and real life. Also related to changing my energy and facing my fears.Quote:
Originally Posted by Solaris
I could probably talk about my dreams in this thread. Not tonight though. Way too tired. I don't really believe in any interpretation but my dreams tend to be extremely strange and vivid. I usually have a memory of my past dreams in my own dreams that I don't have while awake. It's also not uncommon for me to fall asleep in my own dreams Inception style. I've been four levels deep before. My dreams seem to deal more with ideas and manifested phenomenon based on those ideas. I only know that because in the moments when I'm half asleep I can start to feel concepts start to drift into the non-sensical but sensory form.
I dreamt I was doing laundry and rearranging furniture. I opened the washer to look inside and a small black furry creature (I thought it was a rat at first) bit down on my hand. In the dream I had been talking to someone about a mink coat (don't know why) so I decided it was a mink in my washer because it didn't look like a rat. I also remember a long black leather coat that was shredded. As I woke up I was trying to get this thing off my hand without tearing my skin but it was working it's way up my arm as a was waking. I couldn't go back to sleep because I was afraid I would return to the same point in my dream. :eek:
In my dream, my daughter came running to me without any pants or undies on as I could hear her older sister yelling, "She pooped!" All I could think of was how much I dislike dealing with poop(does anyone actually like it I wonder?). I walked out into the living room and lifted her yellow, turd filled undies up off the floor and it was perhaps the largest log ever to have exited any child. It also smelled horrible. I could feel its heaviness as I pinched the top of the undies together, hoping to lock it in there, and began to walk to the garbage with it. It wasn't stable though, so it began to slide out of one of the leg holes. It then became a race to the garbage before the poo could slide out and fall onto the floor. I could feel that it was going to, that it was inevitable. I made it, "Yay!!!" Then I awoke to the sound of feet pattering around the house.
I had this dream my family was on a vacation at this bay, and there were hills all around it like in Greece.
Then I turned into an 80-year-old woman who was literally having a period.
Then my dad said I had some work to do, so I quickly came up with a story about a boy from India who used some bio-luminescent substance to light up the depths of the bay and eventually gained control over the motion of the waves. By writing this story I completed my task and saved my people from utter destruction somehow.
I had a really strange (and also stupid) dream once. I was swimming in a pitch-black vacuum. All of the sudden these infinite cylinders spread laterally in the vacuum, and they looked like sideways tree trunks (they had no branches). Despite this being a vacuum, I could tell these infinite tree trunks were moving at the speed of light. All of the sudden the tree trunks opened their eyes and started making whale sounds. I grabbed on to one of the tree whales and started moving with them. All of the sudden, amongst the whale sounds, a heavy bass started rumbling and psychedelic colors started splashing in the background. I then jumped off and fell through this hole torn in the vacuum and fell into this metallic, high tech room. The dream gets less interesting from there, but it was definitely the most vivid sensory dream I've had.
I dreamt I lived in a two story futuristic style house. I went out with friends but I don't remember where. When we returned someone had stolen my dining room table and all the area rugs around the house. I was really upset about it. I didn't write my dream when I first woke so I forgot most of it but basically I was on a quest to find out who stole my table.
http://tomboy-tarts.com/wp-content/u...-detective.jpg
I had this dream last night where I was looking at myself from outside my body and there was this thick, mucous membrane over my eyelid that I pulled off. That's all I can remember. I'm likely to remember this for years.
I just woke up screaming, "that's not a doll" and pointing at my ceiling. I haven't remembered much of my dreams lately but I do remember the last thing I was doing in the dream was pointing to a ceiling and screaming the same thing. I saw myself hanging from a noose. I was looking up over my own head. I knew it was me up there. My whole body, including head and hair was dripping in silver paint. *shivers* It is a bit cold here this morning and I only slept 4 hours. I am nervous to go back to sleep. :/
Last night I dreamed I was reading both Freud's The Interpretation of Dreams and Jung's The Analysis of Dreams and didn't know what to believe, because their ideas were divergent. I was holding Freud's book in my left hand and Jung's in my right one, avidly reading one page after another - alternatively. Eventually I threw them both away and started devouring Robert Rogers and Jeremy Hawthorn, since multiple personality is one of my more or less amateur current interests. Strangely enough it all felt fresh, as if I was reading those pages for the first time.
That was just the beginning. In the latter half of the night I dreamed I was having non-homoerotic sex (pc) with two guys - one after the other, but in separate sequences. Again. This time they knew each other from a distance, although they weren't exactly friends.
I've recently realised that I have had frequent dreams where I move by hovering slightly above the ground. I think I must have gone through an extensive period of time where I subconsciously thought that I was actually able to do this and that I hadn't merely dreamt it...it was only when I actually consciously thought about it that I realised that of course, I am not able to do this.
Last night I dreamed I was back in school studying homonymy. I looked through old or new books, but I could find nothing. Instead I ended up on Wikipedia and read aloud:
"In linguistics, a homonym is, in the strict sense, one of a group of words that share the same spelling and pronunciation but have different meanings.[1] Thus homonyms are simultaneouslyhomographs (words that share the same spelling, regardless of their pronunciation) andhomophones (words that share the same pronunciation, regardless of their spelling). The state of being a homonym is called homonymy. Examples of homonyms are the pair stalk (part of a plant) and stalk (follow/harass a person) and the pair left (past tense of leave) and left(opposite of right). "
Looking forward to your help and interpretations.
Maybe you have trauma from school for putting off the work you should've done :lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by Agni
or maybe you lost a close friend when you were younger, you were disappointed by the person's true nature and decided to leave him/her and now you miss him/her and you should call that old friend
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Originally Posted by Vain
oh according to my life experience I think I have a boner for teaching students the right way when it comes to languages, literature, and cultural studies.
lousy Beta NF interpretation, sorry. I'm striving to find something valuable in your contribution, but nope.
there are some new duals for you around ...so there's hope for you doing beneficial community work.
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I was in a railway station trying to catch a train. It was my train to a destination. I lost my way several times and got caught in a something like a passage. Something like an arcade building. The place was a little elegant , more so than you find around railways. There was no way out of it easy to find. I just moved right and left , and back and forth searching for an exit I once saw. I knew that was "the" exit I had to follow to take my train. I had to take a second train , my connection to the destination. The exit was difficult. You had to make a huge jump from above to get on the pavement. Like from the first floor. There was a man that was like a guardian or "assistant" that had to help you make it through that jump out. I dreamed everything in slow motion , how the man held his arms out and caught me from up above . But then I liked how our bodies touched in that movement . I went back in to the passage only to feel that again. Except that there was no way to find the same exit again. I searched and searched and from a window I could see the man waiting for people at the same place but there way no way I could find the track I have once taken.
had a dream the other day. I & a bunch of other ppl, some kids, some friends, some famous scientists were on one of the upper floors of some science-oriented skyscraper. For whatever reason there was this chainsaw-wielding psycho mass-murderer on the loose (kinda like in the evil within) & she had disabled some mechanisms which would've allowed the elevators to go downwards... teh stairs going downwards was blocked by some purple energy barrier or sth.
so ppl were getting chainsaw-bifurcated from the crotch to the head, chemical & electrical fires were breaking out all over the place, sprinkler systems were turned on, alarms were going off like crazy, lighting was inconsistently available (like blinking on & off).... this was caused by the panic in ppl & the chainsaw psycho taking her time to destroy the environment too.
She & her chainsaw were somehow invincible & the chainsaw more destructive then any normal chainsaw. ppl were running into rooms, finding earlier bifurcated bodies + dead ends only to turn around & see the psycho having followed them into the room thru the only entrance... then trying to run around the psycho to escape but ofc they mostly got splattered. some tried taking the stairs towards the upper floors but often it was blocked by debris. besides, the psycho was steadily working her way towards the roof, so going upwards only bought time.
most elevators going upwards either didn't work or only took u a floor or two up anyway. some tried hiding in enclosed space which the psycho w/ her size couldnt get into but she just responded by throwing molotovs thru the entrance, leaving them to burn or escape to where she was.
so I & a bunch of others somehow made it all the way to the roof. it was cold, windy, slightly snowy/rainy weather, some snow & ice on the floor. as we got out of one of the two elevators going up there we were a bit paranoid the psycho had already reached the top & was waiting for us or was just about to arrive thru the other elevator. but it turned out to be okay for now.
we began discussing among ourselves what to do cuz we knew it was a matter of time before the psycho arrived; the helpless victims of the lower floors could only keep the psycho entertained for so long. also, the purple energy barrier was slowly moving upwards, crushing anyone who didnt move further upward.
we set our eyes on the slippery slope side of another skyscraper.... it sorta protrude from the skyscraper & had lots of snow & ice on it so we were scared to jump onto it cuz we could slide off & fall to our deaths. it was about 3 or 4m down too, so we'd hurt our legs badly if we jumped. a few of us dared & made it just fine. & then I woke up.
Damn, @zap your dreams are starting to sound like mine...
I dreamt of two girls. I was in a lesbian (I'm not a lesbian for those curious) relationship with one and flirting with the other on the side. Somehow we all three ended up at some open house kind of event and they came face to face. All of a sudden I was in the middle of them and I was trying to introduce them but I could not remember either of their names. It was awkward and they were upset with me. I finally just walked away and left them both standing there glaring at each other. :lol: I do not know either of these women irl.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SfbCADJMas0
I was about to leave on a bus trip with a group of people, but I forgot my suitcase(no surprise there). I had to haul ass to some other bus filled with another group of people to retrieve it(why, I don't know), which looked like a two story restaurant inside(it was spacious as hell) but I suppose it was supposed to be a double decker bus. I couldn't find my suitcase, but I found a wool coat that was about 10 sizes too small with a note attached. I instantly appeared somewhere else(I obviously teleported) and a lady told me that my uncle had a coat just like it.
I also got to do some fancy electrical work that defied physics(yay dreams). I was able to freeze an electrical current! I also had to climb down a pipe to get to a dirt basement and entered a crawl space to do this electical work, which was flooded by rain, so I just repaired the wires while being threatened to be drowned and electrocuted at the same time! Awesome!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zvjTPTheXWM
"Hit rock-bottom
End of the line
Outhouse of life
Where the sun don't shine
Down and out
Straddling demise
Get a grip on yourself
Pick up and rise "
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Last night I dreamt that I was living in some dystopian society. I was locked away in a dirty overcrowded institution with a bf. He got sick and they took him away and I was running around trying to find him. I decided to make my way back to the room I was sharing with a few people and him. I thought I would just wait there for him.I had to pass something that looked kind of like a nurse's station to get back to the room and I saw them passing out methadone or something similar to people waiting in lines. Lots of messed up violent stuff happened along the way back and I had to use my wits to get out of some bad situations.
I finally made it back to my room and Queen Latifah (really, wtf?) was there, lying on a mattress on the floor. She said, "what are you waiting for honey? sit down." Then my bf and some other guys returned and they had weed in little cups. They passed it around to the people sitting on the mattresses. I didn't smoke weed but I asked for a cig. My bf traded or took some from another person then handed them to me. Then he started acting real cold toward me cause I wouldn't smoke and he thought I took opiates or something, which I didn't.
Anyway, they were dividing up what was in the cups between them. All of a sudden the police broke down the doors and started tazing people. He grabbed my arm and told me we needed to escape. Somehow he and I got seperated and I saw the police coming toward me. They were shoving people out the door. I fell to my knees and put my head down so they wouldn't see me. I didn't want to be tazed! Once they passed me I ran out the door and there I saw a line of cars trying to leave the place but there were police shooting people with lasers as their cars passed.
I stepped into the crowd that was standing around and I saw a man. He looked like a viking and had a long wild red beard. He was saying something and holding a laser sword running past the crowd in slow motion. I heard him say one word, "you", which was really low and slow. Then he was behind me. I felt the laser sword slice through my neck and it felt like all the atoms in my neck collapsed and my neck sort of melted away. It didn't hurt but I definitely felt it as a sensation of losing my head. Then everything just turned gray as his sword finished separating me from my head. All of this happened in slow motion.
I waited to lose consciousness and die but I was still very much aware and not sure what was coming next. I became lucid in that moment and opened my eyes and realized I was in my bed but when I looked at my closet door I saw hundreds of black beetles crawling all over it. I knew it was because I had not fully woke up so I literally jumped out of bed and got some water and rubbed my eyes. I went back to my room and the bugs were gone. I told myself not to go back into that dream and I didn't. It was awful. :thinking:
I dreamt I was at a funeral in the Orthodox church. At the end of the funeral there was a little boy with blonde hair/sparkly blue eyes, and he was standing by a table handing out some kind of desserts. I kept looking them over but nothing was appealing. He pulled one from underneath the table and handed it to me and said it was special. Then my sister was calling for me because we were going to miss our flight. I quickly kissed the boy on the cheek, as I was leaving, and he said, his mom was going to get mad 'cause he wan't allowed to kiss girls. I started laughing and told him he would be fine, that it wasn't a real kiss. He looked upset that I laughed and didn't call it a real kiss. hahah
Then I had to walk up a high hill to get to the airport. My sister was at the top trying to hurry me up but it felt like I was trying to walk through quicksand and there was this huge troll coming up on me and I wanted to get away from it. I got to the top then made it to the airport where I end up having one of my usual airport dreams. I can't find my gate and all kinds of weird Escher-ish stuff takes place and there are people lying on the floor and they looked so tired. I asked a woman if she was sleeping and she said she couldn't sleep during the day but she looked listless and half dead. There is a child and he starts rolling on the floor like a chimp. The airport is a circus of weird.
Then there is a guy there and he is following me around but when I turn to look at him he turns away and it starts to annoy me. This goes on for a while so I finally go to confront him just to find out why he is watching me. He looks at me all wide eyed, when I speak to him, and turns away from me and starts beating up a vending machine like it took his money. I shake my head and walk away. lol
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pfqXDpQRMH0
This morning I dreamt of my ex and at first it was a typical dream. Then I became lucid and realized I was dreaming and that my ex died so I was not awake. We started having a conversation about his death. I told him I was upset that he left so suddenly and that there were things I needed to tell him. He told me he could hear me while in his coma. I asked him if the shoulder movements he made while he was unconscious were what I suspected. He said that was his way of telling me to let him go and to stop trying to talk him back to life. In real life he did shrug while I sat by his hospital bed but they told me that it was involuntary. I didn't believe them though. I knew he was trying to communicate something to me.
Then he told me that he has been with me since he died but it was time for him to move on or something like that. He told me some of the things I did right after his death bothered him (not in the traditional sense). He knew I was acting out over his death, and my best female friend's death, happening within a month of each other. He told me he had a different perspective of what we went through the couple years before that ultimately led to his death. He reminded me that he had always told me he would die young (he did this while alive). He told me that he had prepared me and that is why I handled it better than I would have (two weeks before he died he said he would be dead in six months if...) I am not going to talk about the things he told me I mishandled because I have already posted that I had gotten over his death in a blog. Obviously he and I still had things to sort out since he came to me in a dream last night. I felt like I was experiencing a miracle but the fear hit me and I thought it was some kind of demonic trick and then he turned into a demon. I told myself that it is a dream and to wake up, which I did.
I really do believe that he talked to me last night and I woke up lighter, and less burdened by the guilt of his death, today. I really thought I had achieved that months ago but he showed me I hadn't. He gave me a gift by talking to me last night. I can close that chapter and start a new one. I believe that anyone can talk to dead people. You just have to be open to it and only then you will get whatever kind of interaction that you need to move on. If you don't believe it can happen it won't.
He was an ILI and as usual Ni had perfect timing. We spoke Ni to Ni last night. I just had to add a little socionics speak here. hahah
It is raining outside today and I love the rain. I draw strength and energy from it. Sunny days drain me. :/ Today I feel like I can get so much done. :love:
I know some people will just believe that this was my subconscious sorting things out and I agree to a point but I also KNOW it was really him. He told me to finish letting go...
It just occured to me that the sky is crying, and so am I, but not in a sad way.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AX2MjU_gA24
Just woke up from an other-dimensional dream adventure. There were faeries, little trolls, a quest (with a map), dark woods and open terrain, full of danger, that we had to cross without being killed. My sister and I got trapped in this dimension 'cause one of us managed to collapse the portal that let us travel freely between earth and there. :whistle:
Oh and there were ogres but they were nice and were helping us! At the end a young (19 or so) angelic looking, guy, with long blonde hair, pulled us both out of there and brought us back to earth. We landed in a service station and I was looking at a big screen tv and commented that the screen looked nice. There was a mechanic there and he started saying it wasn't that nice, told me to look closely cause it was pixelated. I looked closer and started to see the image distort. The angelic guy put his hand on my shoulder and said, "don't look unless you want to be sucked back into the other world." . Then he looked upset at me for talking to the mechanic.
The three of us left there and started walking toward a foggy open road, where people were just standing and waiting. I asked angel boy if we were looking for the lights of the school bus. He didn't answer but he gave me some food and I managed to knock his over while taking it. I offered him mine but he didn't want it. He sat lotus style on the ground. I was looking for "the bus" and I saw one bright light coming out of the darkness. That's when I woke up. Sometimes I hate not knowing how the dream story ends. I think I give myself story ideas in dreams but leave it for my waking self to finish. *sighs*.
@McBain I think your post in Darya's thread may have inspired the dream. hahah
Edit: I have talked about this angelic guy with long blonde hair before. He has appeared in my dreams since childhood. I almost drowned when I was 8 irl and a boy matching his description pulled me out of the water and set me on the side of the pool. Then he dove back under the water and disappeared into the sea of people swimming. I never got to thank him or anything but since then he has shown up in my dreams over and over. He is like a guardian spirit of my dream world. The mind works in funny ways and I can see how I may have made him my hero that day, at the public pool, and that is why he has stayed with me. Probably will be the rest of my life. He helps pull me out of so many bad situations in my dreams that I don't know if I could do it without him.
A childhood dog that has been dead for over 10 years was in a very vivid dream I had last night.
I had a dream yesterday afternoon where my dead aunt, my dead best friend and mercutio all showed up. It was one of those waking up in dreams type of dreams. Sort of exhausting. A few months ago I would have been all excited to tell you that maybe it was the energy of your dog visiting you but this forum sucks. It is making me rethink all the magic and mystery of my dream world. Is it just my brain working things out through symbolism? grrrrQuote:
Originally Posted by Jimmers
See my previous post about angel boy. I spent years believing the guy who saved me was like some guardian spirit and thanks to this forum and probably my new obsession, noortropics and binaural beats,I am starting to believe that all it is in associations I made in childhood that I felt safe with and I use the imagery to get me through. I find I am miserable without the element of magic. :( Yet I still like to be able to see things from various perspectives as well. Maybe he was my guardian spirit AND I use him as my hero imagery. Even when it happened I felt like he wasn't real and since no one else saw him that day I also wonder if I somehow saved myself just before losing consciousness I created the boy to save me. I will never know and that bugs me. Sorry for my rambling. :doh:
No problem ;) he is who you think he is. No one else would know. I have numerous relatives who claim to see ghosts. Do they exist? Who am I do say. Is reality reducible to materialsim? Is reality dualistic, pluralistic? I have no clue. I have my own worldview, but who says that your worldview or those of others is incorrect? How do we prove or disprove such a view?Quote:
Originally Posted by Aylen
Keep the magic alive. It is all you can do in this short life.
So as you know I'm an ardent believer in the metaphysical power of dreams ...
I was at a large party (possibly a wedding party, but only the feast and musical aspects were there, nothing truly ceremonial and no protagonists). We were basically there to eat lots of awesome stuff and attend various shows (musical numbers, short plays etc.). I was part of the crowd/guests. We were supposed to find our own seats depending on our diet (wtf.). There were special rows for many differences.
The interesting thing was that each of us also received a pill (before actually getting to the culinary part). That pill was theoretically meant to make us feel better during the evening&night, something like an endorphin booster, for instance. BUT I was the only one who knew the truth: after we took that pill (at pretty much the same time, as the "rules" of the evening went), the only thing that was bound to happen was the end of the world through some sort of generalized explosion (think meteor hit).
rofl.
I woke up right before that moment, when I was trying to prepare for it&kind of anxious about what would happen.
mmm
I dreamed I was in front of the building where I spent my late teenage years. On the 9th-10th floor there was a woman who was worried about a small child playing outside in front of the building and she tried to talk to "it" (dunno if him or her). However when she tried to speak a bit louder and wave her hands from her balcony to signal she wanted to communicate something, she actually fell from that 9th/10th floor. She was wearing a long lavender dress ..very stylish, with a '20s feel. Some folks on the 3rd floor or smth. who were on their own balcony tried to catch her arm during the fall and save her. They kind of did, but later she slipped away. The rest of the night was only about her smashed dead body and people placing flowers in front of the building where she fell. Also lots of "crushed bloody heads" flying swiftly in the skies like kites afterwards. Now that was kind of creepy, but it had such a colorful surrealistic feel to it. Something between a kite and a fly swing chair in an amusement part (that was the speed).
Needless to say at some point after I moved out my parents told me that a dude fell from the 4th floor during a birthday party. He was kind of smoking at the window and probably tried to sit there in a comfortable position or something.
That was such an indirect memory.
last night I dreamed the mother of one of my exes who died due to pancreatic cancer while we were together. She was supposed to undergo some surgery and I had to watch her in the hospital. I was walking from one room to another. I wasn't supposed to stay where she was lying only. There were lots of sick people I was walking by. At some point I retreated in a room on a different floor and somebody called on me to tell me her infusion line was torn. She was on intravenous therapy. Apparently the substances were spilling and spreading from one room to another (dunno what I had to do with it). It was ofc kind of unrealistic because nothing bad can happen if one container is broken.
... which reminds me that before ppl found out about that woman's severe illness I kept dreaming I was wearing thick opaque black stockings with a white dress. And strange rooms full of feces. It was kind of horrible.
Old Witch Dream
A close friend of mine kept telling me she dreams about old witches who only wanna bang younger dudes. Apparently she has a history of fucking lots (and I mean lots) of younger dudes. She usually writes her dreams in diaries, as in the good old psychoanalytical tradition. Not only does she keep her youth intact through the writing about those younger dudes who allegedly wanna have her babies while she doesn't, but also she keeps having very, very close relationships with clearly brighter-and younger-looking women. Probably an act of introjection. She has lots of love to give and she openly projects her sexual energy in the social arena. Her writing is full of passion and verve no matter what statement she makes and with whom she communicates. She also has a blog that keeps her alive when she openly projects her sexual energy outside and hopes someone may read her posts.
Now I felt a gust of empathy like hot steam for her today due to her recurrent dreams. Why? She doesn't know how to interpret that old witch figure. I passed her some books by Jung, Freud, Otto Rank, and Lou Andreas Salome and told her it was an easy Shadow feat. Too transparent to be stimulating. But she was my close friend and I did feel for her. I cried when she told me she was paralyzed due to intense emotion. I refrained from explaining the difference between emotion and sentiment, coz we were very close friends and I knew sentiments were running deep in still waters between us.
OMG, so weird since my friend just told me she dreamt that I practiced a form of voodoo that sent all negativity back to the person who sent it to me! She said that in the dream I was performing these rituals, lighting candles and burning certain things. Then negativity was sent back to the people and within weeks their lives were plagued by by one misfortune after another.
One person lost their job and their lover. Another woman of mid thirties was plagued by terrible skin conditions that required her to put a horrible medication on her face every day with the hope that she could save her quickly fading face. She was constantly comparing herself to other women of similar age that did not have to deal with such issues. She had a deep sense of dissatisfaction in her life. She tried to lash out at others but every time she did it came back to her times 3, 10, or 100. My friend woke up shaking. She asked if I was some kind of priestess and used magical rituals...she said it felt so real. :eek:
What a nightmare. Good thing I don't practice that kind of magicks. whew...
I also dreamed about a very smart and fascinating chick who boasted about how cool she was in processing energy. I told her to go fuck her imaginary E6 boyfriend she introduced us to one year ago .... a bf whom strangely she never talks about ...she usually fills all the social room with discourses about her ILI ex, her LSI mom, her awesome dance-me-to-the-end-of-love like Shakira when I was 4 years old. I guess working as a stripper comes in a 10-year package. It's as in research or the academia -- contracts corresponding to various stages. I told her to go read some extra books on anti-aging power-food and substances and use her energy for sexual purposes instead.
Wow, we are really synching up in dreams. I dreamt I had a bf who went to jail and in the process damaged our relationship. The relationship started to fade away... The dreamstate is very strange indeed.
such magical dreams
I go through periods of time not remembering anything and then all of a sudden they are vivid and I wake up with a lot of detail. Way more than I even write about. I have been using binaural beats for lucid dreaming and it is really helping me become aware that I am dreaming. Then I can literally change my dreamscape on demand. I :love: binaurals. These days I am working on balancing chakras and increasing my cognition skills while awake and asleep. I am back in a spirituality phase too. :love:Quote:
Originally Posted by Dolphin
I am putting together a playlist of the ones I like best. I will add a couple more and pm them to you. If I fall asleep listening to them I will sleep well the whole time they are on. Sometimes on the short 1 hour videos I fall asleep and keep waking and restarting just so I can fall back to sleep. for the whole night I usually look for 8 hour version. They are better than sleeping pills. I have been off sleeping pills for months now. Well, took them a couple times when I knew I had to sleep early or I was just feeling like knocking myself out quickly. I prefer the binaurals though I fall asleep pretty fast after turning them on. You need good soft earbuds, that stay in your ears, to listen all night. You can use isochronic tones without earbuds, I believe. I will add a couple of those too.Quote:
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Last night I dreamed I was still in love with my LSI-Ti ex. Unbelievable. His face (and physical person) was hardly represented in the dream though .... it was a matter of abstract presence with strong emotional overtones. It wasn't about anything passionate ...more smth. like soulful longing.
Amazingly weird ...because I know for sure I don´t have any bond with the dude anymore beyond a purely friendship/"brotherhood" level.
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I have to add that the atmosphere of the dream about my LSI ex was more something like the vibe you can find in a song ... only the feeling tone was there ... nothing physical. Too odd. I should probably find a reason to call him and see if I'm turned on and stuff. Too bad his teaching contract with the cultural institute in germany is way over and he ain't here all the time anymore.
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mmm I have to add he's the ex with the dead mother ...strange that I'm dreaming all that stuff related to him now ..I should prolly give a sign.
I am taking some supplements meant to induce lucid and vivid dreams.
I dreamt of my dead ex bf again last night. This time we were sitting in this really beautiful, futuristic, black sports car. The car had mirrored symbols on both side running the length of the car. I was trying to make out the symbols but I really couldn't. I think they were something like superhero hieroglyphics. :/
We were just sitting there talking in the parking lot of a club. I am not sure if we were discussing whether or not we would go in the club. I could hear loud rock music coming from it. A tall, thin man with long blonde hair (my ex also had long blonde hair) started walking toward our car with a baseball bat in his hands. He broke the left headlight which made me angry. I wanted my ex to get out of the car, take the bat and break the guys headlight. My ex did not seem set on revenge though but I think I may have been pushing him to do it. Not something I would probably be instigating, irl. In the dream I felt so vengeful. :cry:
Then I have a blank section of the dream and it feels like I was somewhere else but then I am back standing outside our car and the other guys car. My ex is holding a bat in his hands and there is total destruction of the other guys car and everything around it. All of a sudden I become lucid. I realize my ex has been dead two years and now I am scared of him. I think he might be a zombie. I tell him we have to get away before he is caught. I am not sure who I thought would catch him but I don't think it was the police. I want to run away and protect my ex from the consequences of destroying the car because I believe I caused it by urging him to retaliate. I created a monster. eeek, For some reason I feel like I should also go with the guy that broke the one headlight too. Total conflict. I wake up feeling very weirded out by my ex coming to me in a dream like this. I blame @bg and all his zombie talk. hahahah :hug:
I really want to shake this weird feeling from the dream. :(
Edit: While in the car I was in the passenger's seat. I said left headlight which was my perception inside the car. It was the driver's seat headlight which is the right one when looking from at it outside the car. I remember the headlight being broken so clearly and the guy did it with a lot of force and anger.
90% of my dreams in a nutshell:
Running from some monstrous creature and hiding in an abandoned house.
Flashbacks of old places I lived in and dead family members.
Tornadoes, Tsunamis, and falling into deep dark cold water.
Defending against zombies/infected people.
A lot of mine are too except for the zombies. Mine are usually demons or psychos. I have been hit by so many tsunamis in my dreams and every time I am surprised I am still alive but in a different place. :shifty:Quote:
Originally Posted by Muddytextures
In one dream I was on small island and a tsunami was coming. I ran to the other side and another was coming from behind. :shock:
All my dreams have a dark theme to them lol.
Last week I got it in my head that I needed to buy a new floor lamp that day and it could not wait any longer. I have felt the urge, for a little while, to buy one so I finally did it. It is beautiful.
A few days ago I had a precognitive dream. Right after I bought the lamp I dreamt I was trying to turn the switch on the mica floor lamp, that is in my bedroom. I kept turning and turning it but it would not come on.
When I woke up I jumped out of bed and tested the lamp. I was relieved that it worked. Today I went to turn the switch and it would not turn on. I just kept turning and turning it like I did in my dream. I checked the light bulb and the light socket. My favorite lamp is probably dead but I got a new one. it doesn't feel the same though. I did not choose it for my bedroom so it has a different vibe to it. I may just have to find someone to fix my mica lamp.
A cute little squirrel came running up to me. At first I wss like "aww" then I got this feeling of dread in my stomach. Few seconds later it attacked me and I had to strangle it so I wouldnt get mauled. My sister was pissed at me and I was shaking after the whole ordeal. I woke up a little disgusted at myself, I mean I know I cant control my dreams buuut.
It's been awhile since I had an epic dream and remembered in such great detail. I started typing it out when I woke up and didn't stop until I was done. I think it is important so this one goes in my dream diary and will be the longest one I have added to it in months.
This one is a psychologist's dream, to discuss, in session. I woke up knowing exactly what the symbolism meant and what each part referred to. I also woke up with childhood memories that were long forgotten. :cool:
What I remember is that the dream starts with me in the basement of a research center with a madman and a nurse. They are creating a baby out of energy but I am not sure how as I am paying attention to the large TV in the corner and the sounds of multiple large fans around the room. I think to myself this is an underground place for gamers. The walls are steel and there are no windows. The room is huge and rectangular.
The man calls me over and tells me he has done it. In his hand is a tiny little baby and she is wrapped, head to toe, in a pink blanket. He asks me to hold it but I am afraid because it is so small and looks like a little cute creature all bundled up in that blanket. He tells me it is my spirit baby. Then he proceeds to put her on an operating table. The nurse is trying to turn off the TV because he asked for silence. She kept pushing a button of a TV that wasn't on. I told her it wasn't on and said that the sound was coming from that (as I pointed) to a very huge fan in the corner. I walked over and turned it off then went back to see what the man would do.
He told me it was time to feed her and in his hand was a pair of tweezers holding a tiny bug, of unknown type. He slowly started to lower it over the baby's mouth. Up to then she had only squirmed around a little but made no sound. I heard her make cooing noises right as the bug got closer. As she opened her mouth, I saw that there were two, very tiny, baby vampire teeth. It was adorable and I fell in love with her right then. He placed the first of two bugs into her mouth, which made me uneasy but I went with it when he explained she would not be like normal babies. Then her fed her the second bug.
A man burst into the basement intending to take the baby from us so I jumped between him and the madman scientist. I told him he would have to fight me for her. He started laughing at my size but agreed to my challenge to fight. The winner got the baby. I think he thought it was his baby too. We went outside into a field of green grass and short flowers and started to fight. I managed to get him on the ground but I was struggling. We rolled over twice, I think, and landed next to some plant I had never seen before. It was like two inches next to his head and it seemed alive in a way most plants aren't. He looked up and told me all about the plant but he called it a weed.
I was sitting on his stomach at this point and he said, "let's have sex instead of fight". I was not surprised really and I considered it until I looked up and noticed that there had been a glass house there all along and a man was sitting on a couch watching us. I asked if I could keep the baby and he said yes. I told him maybe another time we could have sex. I went back in the building and he never reappeared in the dream.
I told the other guy I was ready to hold her. I picked her up and held her in my left arm. I was really loving her but I noticed she was growing larger as I held her. At this point she was the size of a small newborn. I was looking into her eyes and she opened her little mouth in way that showed the vampire baby teeth, which made me smile and love her more. Then she looked me right in the eyes and spoke the name of one of my "alters" . It was haunting and I looked at the man and asked, "what is this?!" in a choked voice.
I looked back down at the baby and I was instantly incinerated to ash. I watched myself burn like red hot embers, and crumble, from outside myself. Next thing I remember was waking up (still in the dream) fine. I said, "she killed me!" and the man told me not to be afraid. I asked how she knew the name of the alter ego and he said she was a part of me. He asked me if I wanted to see her again but I was reluctant. When I agreed he took me to her. The baby told me, "it is time to switch places. Your time is over, "xxxx" (real name not alter). I said I didn't want to. She then started showing me her teeth again but this time it was not cute. She grew into a full size woman, with piercing eyes and sharp teeth, right in front of me. Her hair was long and wild. I ran around the other side of the table. We were in a standoff and she was saying she needed my body now. I was refusing.
The dream switched scenes and I am now standing in a long cold gray hallway with a group of fully naked people. We are all facing toward a wall and no one is looking around but me. The people look almost perfect and the women looked the same as each other, as did the men. They each stepped into a room in front of them and pulled curtains behind them. I did the same. It was like a dressing room but colder and more sterile. There was a sink. I wasn't sure what they wanted us to do in there and I was afraid I was being watch. I took a washcloth and started washing my face and body. I think that is when I heard a bell or something and everyone came out of the rooms. I didn't want to but finally did.
The hall was empty and I thought it was a good time to escape. I went in another room and put on some clothes. A woman "guard" spotted me and said, calmly, "you have blood on your hands". I looked down and my hands were covered in blood. I pushed my hands against a wall and when I pulled them back, there was one bloody hand print. I started running and checking doors until I found the exit. It led to a gift shop that had easter and christmas candy, decorations, and toys. On a top shelf, that I couldn't reach, I saw something marked "creme eggs" and "egg creme". I wanted them. hahah I asked someone to get them down for me but instead she took me in a backroom where there was a bowl of candy. She picked out 6 small egg-shaped pieces and put them in my hand, then left me there. A well dressed, attractive, man was in a room off that room. He was sitting at a desk doing paperwork or something. I put two of the small eggs in my mouth and they tasted like chocolate but I still wanted the others. They reminded me of a candy I liked when I was a child.
A guy with long wavy, wind blown, hair walked in the room. He was wearing a dark olive green jacket. He grabbed me and asked for sex. I said, "no!" and pushed him back into a chair. I walked back into the gift shop to get what I wanted, those creme eggs. :p He stepped behind me and grabbed my hand and pushed a wad of paper into it and said, "You will do it. You have for everyone else." I was feeling shocked and wondering who he was confusing me for.
I looked in my hand and there was a bunch of hundred dollar bills. I stepped into the back room thinking, "wtf, I am going to give this back as soon as I read the pieces of paper surrounding them". I threw it down on the table next to the bowl of candy. I was surprised to find the money gone but there were deeds to property and bank statements. I didn't know what was happening. The man who had been sitting in the office room, off of that room, walked up to me and said, "Come with me back to my office. You don't want to go back out there anymore." I remember him leading me by the hand to the room while I looked behind me. I was still wanting those damn creme eggs. grrr
Then I woke up. :indifferent:
I've never really interpreted dreams. I always thought they were subconscious fears that were manifesting in weird ways.
I took a nap and had another dream. My dose of chantrix doubled today. They were not kidding that this stuff effects dreams. I am just pasting a summary I wrote to someone earlier. It is not the full dream and this one also had a vampire in it that kept shifting back and forth between male and female which was confusing.
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I dreamt Donald Trump showed up at my house with 7 police cars because I asked him to hold up a sheet at a party when my zipper broke and I never came back. He told the police I was going to commit suicide. He stood on my lawn giving a speech that he saved my life by writing a letter to the electric company and finding out who I was. The police were rude and started opening up my medication. I was standing there in my underwear and realized I was holding a bag of pills. I told them they were my meds and they could check my bottle. Donald got louder and louder. I convinced the cops I was fine. Xxxxx pulled up to the house in a limo full of Mexicans and I thought to myself I am going to be stuck with xxxxx forever. Donald Trump was still going on about how great he is. I woke up and he was on TV.
I was standing in front of a bar in lower Manhattan with some acquaintances from my highschool years, when we noticed a crew of 7 or 8 loutish Hasidic Jews wearing shtreimels and dark-colored slacks with matching vests over white dress shirts standing in orderly fashion, stretched across the edge of the broad low-set roof of a building across the street from us, staring intently in our direction. The fattest one formed a finger gun with his left hand and gestured at us slowly and menacingly. We walked into the bar and once we were inside, one of my acquaintances, who was Muslim, took a seat by the window directly facing them, and started shouting "Allahu Akbar!" facetiously. The Hasidim retaliated, firing multiple rounds at us. He and I managed to escape through the backdoor, and found a crowd of yuppies running for their lives.
Last night I was trapped in my childhood home surrounded by people who looked like they were straight out of the "Road Warrior" movies. I spent the whole night thwarting their plans to kill my family and me. It was kind of comical in some parts, like when one got through a back door and my EII uncle grabbed him around the neck and pulled him out of the house. As he was about to throw the marauder over a railing, my uncle turned into Santa Claus complete with red suit and white beard. hahah
I wasn't even scared in the dream. It was basically a battle of wits with morons.
Last dream i can remember i woke up several times. I dreamt that i was working in some grocery store, in the highest skyscraper ever. I broke the rules or did something wrong, so me and a friend had to escape. We ran out through a door that was located on one of the walls. We obviously fell down and it felt like we were going to go skydiving (this was like above the clouds), but we realized we didnt have any parachutes. I tried to follow her track in the air because she was the pro. Apparently we were going to land on some spot that wouldnt make us dielol. At first she was like "fuck im on the wrong track" but then later she fixed it, but i was still struggling and ended up dying i guess, and woke up. Had this a couple of times. Then I was at an airport, waiting to board my plane i guess. I just walked around.
The dreams you can't remember if they were dreams or reality are my favorite ones. And they're more... logical, too.
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Originally Posted by Bled
I remember once having a really personal conversation with a member on TypoC in a dream... felt so emotionally connected in those few minutes. ;w;
But really the best dreams are the ones based off fantastical universes.... my childhood dreams were the absolute best, I miss imagining the life story of Bowser and Sasuke and Yoshi and all my favourite characters.
I distinctly remember having odd fetishizing dreams of certain characters when I was only ten years old, but never considered its sexual implications until now. >~<
(and yes, most of my romantic fantasies involved Sasuke, and yes, I never considered the idea of being gay at the time... maybe because the concept of gay had no negative implications so there was really nothing to consider in the first place, it just was and I enjoyed it?)
It's interesting to read through some of these more intense dreams. Mine always take place in real life, and nothing very exciting happens in them. Last night, I dreamed that I was leaning against the railing at the top of a stone quarry, some time after the sun had set, throwing pebbles into the cavern below. A Chinese man wearing an expensive-looking jacket emblazoned with the phrase "N64" was sitting on a bench, watching me, with an expression of boredom mixed with admiration. There was no resolution, it was only a short scene. I don't really know what it meant, but my brain probably just made a fusion of some things that had been on my mind before going to sleep and packaged it as a dream. The quarry was a real place that I've visited before, the jacket might have had to do with the fact that I was reading an article about the Russian Olympics team that evening and I remember admiring the design of the coats that they wore, and "N64" refers the Nintendo video game console, which I haven't played in a long time, but it showed up for whatever reason.
for some reason i was in a hotel at the same time as the GoT cast and I ended up in a room with them. Jason Momoa's wife with some youngish girls who were supposed to b their daughters were there too. at some point one of them made her mad and she slapped her and jason momoa kinda frowned upon the act like come on baby you know better but i got mad and threw a glass of water on her in slow motion and walked away but in a calculated manner so that it won't seem like i am fleeting although at the same time i was hoping that noone would come after me. then once i got out of the building i kinda started running
Just woke up
Dreamt i was at school
tension between the seniors and teachers,* alot of them had stopped going to school. It was just 1 week before graduation.
Sat in cafeteria
Girl in my class was suicidal, kept trying to kill herself right there
She had a toilet roll on the table with her
People went to her table and ate
We had gym class at the same time(?)
Fight broke out between* a class mate and a stranger in the cafeteria. Very violent bevause he accidentally touched her (he was my classmate)
Knife was involved i think
Was scared
Somehow it lead to a fire
I ran out at some point
It was pouring rain and it was hard to call 911 on my smart phone
I was struggling and messing it up even if it was just 3 numbers and then one button to call
In the middle of this disaster some people were just acting normal
Someone was besides me and were paying bills acting normal
Was playing tricks on some friends in school, photoshopped the profile pictures of the people that were attacking my class mate (made them uglier) rheir profile pictures changed right away
we were waiting by the road for an ambulance or fire truck to come
It missed us
It was still pouring rain, we tried to wave it back
We thought it missed us but then It had taken another road
I looked down at the huge building on fire
Thay looked like the barn at my work but much bigger
It felt so real
I never found out if the people in it survived or if they got out
Multiple fire trucks arrived when the fire was already out, and i felt embarrassed because i guessed it was because i called so late because i struggled
Me and some beautiful celebrity woman* was up at a high building or watch tower were taking pictures of the burning building and talking about how beautiful it was
And I felt happy
And i tried to get her in the shot
Dream ended with us staying in that watch tower and watching an Arabic man perform something with a Snake, with some people
Most vivid dream ive had in a while
Most of the dream is blurry, but I remember some guy having sex with some non human creature and it was the fucking weirdest thing ever. Next thing that I remember I was somewhere in a public place, reading a manual or a book. A man came up to me and tried to rape me but i punched him and maybe killed him. After that I reported him to the police. Weird dream :)
Writing down dreams after you wake up helps a lot with recall and vividness. Also vitamin B6.
Most of my dreams involve me breaking into a building and attempting to steal something, when things go wrong these dreams tend to get violent during my escape. Although sometimes everything goes according to plan. I've been trying to figure out what these dreams mean, I have some ideas but it's pretty cryptic.
I've also noticed recurring places in my dreams, these places aren't real but they are always very familiar.
i was following this man whose mission was to pick up men that were a certain type (too much socionics), he literally picked them up in his airplane by a rope
was at a bands concert that doesnt exist, neither do their songs but they were great in my mind
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edit: because you haven't created them yet.
I just had one where I was back in my seventh grade classroom. As always, it didn't look like the real thing. The room was smaller, and the walls were a polished wood paneling, like in an old university. A lot of the kids were the same though. I think there was this really loud cloud of noise from everyone talking loudly, and I might hae been stammering and making a fool of myself trying to get my voice heard (I don't remember exactly). There was this distinct, hanging feeling of darkness around me that I wanted to escape from. Probably oxygen deprivation while I slept.
Yeah well now I've forgotten them. :( They probably sucked but were awesome in my dream, cause dreams are weird. I do want to work with music in the future, though, but I've been skeptical recently. Maybe it's a sign that I should.Quote:
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There was one time when I dreamt of myself as a soldier in a war in ancient times. What does my dream mean?
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This interpretation is really accurate for me. Thank you ^^
And yes, I'm experiencing some chaos in my life at the moment especially in my financial life at the moment, so maybe this is why I have this dream lol. I'm thinking the war represents issues that I struggle in my life while the soldier represents me hoping to develop enough willpower to deal with those issues.
For "ancient time", I estimate it's a few centuries ago, so yeah, it's medieval I supposed. I also remembered myself inside a house at the time, the house was very very old looking. The wall inside the house looked something similar to this:
https://www.google.com.sg/search?q=a...JkmyMz8d1hM%3A
So yeah, this is how I managed to figure out that I was in ancient time. My surroundings are all very ancient looking.
I had a dream I was strapped to a chair and these cloaked people were pulling out my finger nails and threatening to pull my eyeballs out.
Then an army of Meerkat came and attacked the cloaked people, untied me from the chair, and carried me to safety in this massive Meerkat pile.
This obviously means that Hue Jackson's coaching ability will return the Browns to greatness next year.Quote:
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lmfgdao XD Dream Moods site says Meerkats protect from negativity in dreams.Quote:
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=981elrKVFWs
Last night I had a dream that I left my body and floated up to the sky. The whole sky was covered in overlapping purple, pink and black vortexes. Each one containing all those colors plus some I have not seen before. I could not make myself go through one though. I thought I could see the whole universe but I could not merge with it. Then I was on the ground with my youngest sister and we were walking through snow.
It was one of those light nap semi lucid ones. I woke up in my bed to the sound of someone breaking in. It was a man with a large knife. I ran past him looking for a weapon and in a rush all I found was a steak knife. I waved it at him and realized it wasn't good enough so I stabbed at him as a distraction and knocked his arm to steal his large knife and now had both in each hand (he was kinda slow and clunky...seemed drugged. So it was easy. I think this has to do with the bit of lucidity.) I stabbed him twice in the stomach and he ran out. I picked up my cell phone to call the cops. Somehow the door came unlocked so I locked it again and stayed by the door while I talked to the woman on the phone. She said the cops would be there in 1.5 to 2 minutes. Then I saw a man's feet under my door. And then I saw a child's feet under my door. I said, "the sick fuck has a kid with him!" but it didn't occur to me that the child was in danger. Then I heard a man's voice that I could tell wasn't his (even though he hadn't spoken) say "please help us," and I opened the door and it was a man holding a small child who the man must have stabbed after leaving my apartment. Then my alarm went off.