Dream Interpretation Thread

[FreelancePoliceman]

Two young men entered an opening into a cavern, curious where it led. The hole didn't go very deep, but as they advanced within a few paces of a wall it disappeared from them as if stone above their feet stopped existing within the boundary of a sphere surrounding them. Puzzled, they continued. Even after walking for several minutes the stone continued to disappear around them as they progressed. But soon they noticed that stone would reappear from where it had vanished -- including in the direction they had come from. Moving toward the reappeared stone would make it vanish again. After continuing to walk for a long time, though, they noticed that moving back in the direction they'd originally begun walking from had ceased to make the stone vanish again. When they did notice this they panicked. They were more than a mile from their original entrance and had no idea how else to get out. But they had no choice except to keep walking. After some time of this, in a grim and anxious mood, they froze as they heard a noise approaching them, which in a few seconds revealed itself as an enormous monster with a long torso (thorax?) and glittering with black scales (or metal?) covering its body. Stone was vanishing from its path in the manner it had been vanishing for these men. When it saw these men it paused, then approached to get a closer look. The two were frozen in fright. The monster observed them for a few moments then retreated, and made a call. After a few moments, another of its kind appeared. The men began to feel that these monsters were happy. They were making noises. A sense of irreality set in. One of the monsters began to communicate with the men in distorted language. Establishing that they couldn't return home, it seemed to laugh and offerered to guide them out. It offered its giant hand (?) into which the men climbed, and the two monsters advanced in the direction the men had come from. Around them the stone would vanish. The monsters would move and turn and make noises in a way the men interpreted as joyful. They could move much more quickly than the men had walked or could walk, and in what seemed like only a few minutes they were back at the entrance. The monster carrying them deposited them there. The men asked if they wanted to come out with them. The monsters seemed reluctant, but communicated between themselves and then declared they would leave. The cave entrance was near a park of some kind. The exit of these creatures was visible to those in it, and they looked with concern to see these monsters. But as the monsters came toward the park its occupants became happy to see them. A family eating on a table and benches was approached by one, and felt it was asking to join the meal. They agreed to let it. The monster slid into a sitting position on the bench and was offered a share of the picnic basket, which it accepted and began to eat. The family was laughing and talking to it. Then the monster reached over to the child sitting across it and bit off his arm. The family, except for the now-crying boy, continued to laugh. In a few seconds the monster raised the child and took a leg, than another. Within a minute the entire body was eaten. The family continued to laugh. The men who had come out of the cave were watching this, dazed. And suddenly they perceived that their hair was shaved and scars ran across their heads. They remembered that in the cave more had happened to them. One had undergone surgery on his head, conscious. His mind had been changed. The other had something else happen to him. He began to remember, but it was too terrible. The dream ended.

[adage]

Two young men entered an opening into a cavern, curious where it led. The hole didn't go very deep, but as they advanced within a few paces of a wall it disappeared from them as if stone above their feet stopped existing within the boundary of a sphere surrounding them. Puzzled, they continued. Even after walking for several minutes the stone continued to disappear around them as they progressed. But soon they noticed that stone would reappear from where it had vanished -- including in the direction they had come from. Moving toward the reappeared stone would make it vanish again. After continuing to walk for a long time, though, they noticed that moving back in the direction they'd originally begun walking from had ceased to make the stone vanish again. When they did notice this they panicked. They were more than a mile from their original entrance and had no idea how else to get out. But they had no choice except to keep walking. After some time of this, in a grim and anxious mood, they froze as they heard a noise approaching them, which in a few seconds revealed itself as an enormous monster with a long torso (thorax?) and glittering with black scales (or metal?) covering its body. Stone was vanishing from its path in the manner it had been vanishing for these men. When it saw these men it paused, then approached to get a closer look. The two were frozen in fright. The monster observed them for a few moments then retreated, and made a call. After a few moments, another of its kind appeared. The men began to feel that these monsters were happy. They were making noises. A sense of irreality set in. One of the monsters began to communicate with the men in distorted language. Establishing that they couldn't return home, it seemed to laugh and offerered to guide them out. It offered its giant hand (?) into which the men climbed, and the two monsters advanced in the direction the men had come from. Around them the stone would vanish. The monsters would move and turn and make noises in a way the men interpreted as joyful. They could move much more quickly than the men had walked or could walk, and in what seemed like only a few minutes they were back at the entrance. The monster carrying them deposited them there. The men asked if they wanted to come out with them. The monsters seemed reluctant, but communicated between themselves and then declared they would leave. The cave entrance was near a park of some kind. The exit of these creatures was visible to those in it, and they looked with concern to see these monsters. But as the monsters came toward the park its occupants became happy to see them. A family eating on a table and benches was approached by one, and felt it was asking to join the meal. They agreed to let it. The monster slid into a sitting position on the bench and was offered a share of the picnic basket, which it accepted and began to eat. The family was laughing and talking to it. Then the monster reached over to the child sitting across it and bit off his arm. The family, except for the now-crying boy, continued to laugh. In a few seconds the monster raised the child and took a leg, than another. Within a minute the entire body was eaten. The family continued to laugh. The men who had come out of the cave were watching this, dazed. And suddenly they perceived that their hair was shaved and scars ran across their heads. They remembered that in the cave more had happened to them. One had undergone surgery on his head, conscious. His mind had been changed. The other had something else happen to him. He began to remember, but it was too terrible. The dream ended.

All this reminds me of is social acceptation and how much we are willing to overlook until it goes overboard and then it hits how much we were "altered" in the process.
Altered might not be the best word tho.

[Beautiful sky]

Dream interpretation is so Ni

I had a bizzar dream that I don't remember but when I have one and I do I'll be sure to write it down for an interpretation since I am truly curious

[Beautiful sky]

Here’s a dream from what I can remember


There’s a huge storm that’s flooding areas outside and I’m in a multi level church/ hotel. it’s at night and I’m trying to sleep but a friend walks in with one of the worse cases of dandruff and is asking me to help him treat it. So I apply medicine to his head and he goes out of the room.another friend walks in and she too is dealing with dandruff but also depression so I try to sooth her. I ask her to sleep with me so she won’t be lonely. I tuck her into my bed but her head facing the opposite direction of the bed so I can check up on her (this is how my sister and I would sleep when she insisted on sleeping with me as a child because she was scared).the next day I phone my mom and she’s living in a previous apartment we used to live in and I get my dad on the phone. I am concerned for them and dad reassured me that they are ok and the rain isn’t too bad for them. I’m still stuck in this high rise building and one of the floor is church history books. I go there and theses an ornate book. Someone is reading from it about some history that I get on the phone with dad who tells me about that event. He says we are in that book too. I leave for bed and this time my girl friend who is staying with me is in a bed near the window next to my bed and she’s starting out the window at the darkness. The previous male friend returns saying his dandruff got much better but there’s a spot that won’t go away. I look at it and she says she too is dealing with it as well so I reach to treat them both with medication and I hear big tall men trying to find their way to my room trying to go through many spinning doors that lead into all sorts of directions. They are also seeking treatment for this weird hair condition that seems to be affecting the two people I was treating. My hubs comes to pick me up for a date night. We are driving in the tiny car it’s like a smart car size car and it breaks down in an ally way. A women who is catering a restaurant asks us if I can recommend which ring she should wear. She points to a black flower ring with gold edges it looked like a peonies and she’s wearing all black so I tell her that one would match her dress. Instead of wearing it she puts it aside and asks us what we want and notices my car has broken down and wants to make a suggestion “do you want to have that machanic look at it?” I say yes sure. We turn the corner to go to this mechanic and we walk right into the city I used to live in and I don’t know how we could have gotten there so easily. We turned the corner and we were in the city I love and would love to live in. Meanwhile I am calling my parents again and dad says that there’s a major underground flood with people stuck in this giant pipe that are flowing down river with giant star shaped gummy candy of every color. (Note it’s been years since my father has passed away). Hubs and I are just as we are in real life. Comfortable with one another in a tight space in that small car. We are holding hands.

Yes it was so bizzar

[adage]

Here’s a dream from what I can remember


There’s a huge storm that’s flooding areas outside and I’m in a multi level church/ hotel. it’s at night and I’m trying to sleep but a friend walks in with one of the worse cases of dandruff and is asking me to help him treat it. So I apply medicine to his head and he goes out of the room.another friend walks in and she too is dealing with dandruff but also depression so I try to sooth her. I ask her to sleep with me so she won’t be lonely. I tuck her into my bed but her head facing the opposite direction of the bed so I can check up on her (this is how my sister and I would sleep when she insisted on sleeping with me as a child because she was scared).the next day I phone my mom and she’s living in a previous apartment we used to live in and I get my dad on the phone. I am concerned for them and dad reassured me that they are ok and the rain isn’t too bad for them. I’m still stuck in this high rise building and one of the floor is church history books. I go there and theses an ornate book. Someone is reading from it about some history that I get on the phone with dad who tells me about that event. He says we are in that book too. I leave for bed and this time my girl friend who is staying with me is in a bed near the window next to my bed and she’s starting out the window at the darkness. The previous male friend returns saying his dandruff got much better but there’s a spot that won’t go away. I look at it and she says she too is dealing with it as well so I reach to treat them both with medication and I hear big tall men trying to find their way to my room trying to go through many spinning doors that lead into all sorts of directions. They are also seeking treatment for this weird hair condition that seems to be affecting the two people I was treating. My hubs comes to pick me up for a date night. We are driving in the tiny car it’s like a smart car size car and it breaks down in an ally way. A women who is catering a restaurant asks us if I can recommend which ring she should wear. She points to a black flower ring with gold edges it looked like a peonies and she’s wearing all black so I tell her that one would match her dress. Instead of wearing it she puts it aside and asks us what we want and notices my car has broken down and wants to make a suggestion “do you want to have that machanic look at it?” I say yes sure. We turn the corner to go to this mechanic and we walk right into the city I used to live in and I don’t know how we could have gotten there so easily. We turned the corner and we were in the city I love and would love to live in. Meanwhile I am calling my parents again and dad says that there’s a major underground flood with people stuck in this giant pipe that are flowing down river with giant star shaped gummy candy of every color. (Note it’s been years since my father has passed away). Hubs and I are just as we are in real life. Comfortable with one another in a tight space in that small car. We are holding hands.

Yes it was so bizzar

What it strikes me as is that you are very concerned about others and that your husband is a safe space for you.
There was something dreadful about the settings: the storm, the flood, being stuck in a hotel, so perhaps consider if your involvement with others might be overwhelming you. It's possible that when we are overwhelmed, it affects others to some degree because they can feel it, the storm and flood could allude to this.
Funnily, your husband arrive and you two go out just like that after you mention being stuck in the hotel, that plus tiny car and the mention of being comfortable together is really what highlights him being your safe space.
The history book part only makes me think this is a long standing thing since your dad says "we are in that book too".
The waitress in black with the ring almost sounds like a test, a black ring isn't common and many people might have said it's weird or ugly, perhaps she was gauging your attitude to decide of hers.
The underground flood with giant star shaped gummy candies of every colors is a stark contrast with the people stuck, I'm not sure what think of it. Stars are often linked to hope and guidance, candies are sweet and can give sugar rush, rainbows are a sign of happiness, luck, hope, new begginings. I guess it means to hang on to hope even tho things seem very dark, stangnant, hopeless. This hanging on to hope seems underlined by the contrast of cozy with your husband in the car at the end holding hands.

[Poptart]

1) I had a dream that my ex bf’s dad died. Forgettable if not for a dream I had a few weeks ago where my ex died, too. lol.

2) Had a dream where I was sitting at a picnic table at the edge of a cliff overlooking the ocean. I was there with a teenage girl and her mom. The girl said something along the lines of “No one ever visits this shitty town. They just stop here on their way to visit other towns. I can’t wait to get out!” and ran off. The mom stood up to follow her and advised me to do the same since the water from the ocean was rising fast. I said that I would catch up with them and stayed sitting at the table until water splashed around my feet. I got up and moved towards a hill but realized that I forgot my cellphone at the table. The water was waist deep and rising by the second, but I decided to rescue my phone anyway.

3) Had a weird sexy dream where I was pulled over by a cop who happened to look exactly like Jim Morrison.

[VewyScawwyNawcissist]

;/

opened a door
walked down a thin path
enough to walk barely to wiggle
entered a room with red carpet
armchair
man sitting on it
asked him who he is
told me: -its on the tip of my tongue i just can't say it
-i know who u are
-i know what u've done
-one choice is going to enlighten you as to who i am, the other is going to postpone it
-in the end the answer will be clear
he got up and left

[VewyScawwyNawcissist]

@FreelancePoliceman ur dreams often seem to have smth to do with the unconscious. this is interesting bc dreams are usually alraedy unconscious. this suggests me to think u have multiple layers of unconscious. i dont know if the 2 men are both you, or you and someone related to you.
if u recall the previous dream where you were in a labyrinth, found a light, then decided to leave it bc ppl who went that way didnt return back. now the monsters took u out of the cavern.

When you dream of a good monster, this shows that you have to be careful. Some people want to take advantage of your kindness. Don't let them outwit and ruin your life. The best thing is to pay attention to those who ask for help from you.

so the mosnters manipulated you. monsters are also smth ugly, but were perceived well by the people. the child that eaten, may be realted to your own inner child or you saw someone else get hurt as a child.
so you had a bad childhood, you had to become brainwashed to fit in, and that was all welcomed by the external world/people you know/family. what happens from traumas and brainwashing is personality splits.
ur dreams tend to make me angry and give me control issues. it seems passive and letting thigs happen.

[FreelancePoliceman]

@FreelancePoliceman ur dreams often seem to have smth to do with the unconscious. this is interesting bc dreams are usually alraedy unconscious. this suggests me to think u have multiple layers of unconscious. i dont know if the 2 men are both you, or you and someone related to you.
if u recall the previous dream where you were in a labyrinth, found a light, then decided to leave it bc ppl who went that way didnt return back. now the monsters took u out of the cavern.

so the mosnters manipulated you. monsters are also smth ugly, but were perceived well by the people. the child that eaten, may be realted to your own inner child or you saw someone else get hurt as a child.
so you had a bad childhood, you had to become brainwashed to fit in, and that was all welcomed by the external world/people you know/family. what happens from traumas and brainwashing is personality splits.
ur dreams tend to make me angry and give me control issues. it seems passive and letting thigs happen.

Huh, interesting. My dreams are generally passive, yeah, or have that feel to them. FWIW, I don't know if I've posted examples here, but usually when they aren't I'm doing more violent or dark things.

[myresearch]

I know there are some people who can see themselves flying in their dream, I am unfortunately not among that kind.

However, after having heavy story plotted dream, I saw myself flying on surfboard to travel space and time.

[Metanoia]

You ever dreamt about visiting someone you never met before?

[Aster]

Dreamed my mom was sick and I decided to help protect Brad Pitt from the paparazzi. My mom had to go to the hospital and was dying. I took Brad Pitt as a tag-a-long. Brad told me he wanted to go to a crocs store and find a new pair of crocs because they were his favorite shoe. So brad and I walked around the mall and couldn’t find a croc store. Turns out they had closed, so we walked and walked. It seemed like a never ending mall. People would occasionally stop up and ask Brad if he was Brad Pitt and get all excited. He was a pretty agreeable and chill guy. We never found those damn Crocs.

[RaptorWesNet]

A few days ago I dreamed that I was eating lots of ice cream in front of an ice cream stand but sadly after a while they ran out. I told my companions just leave me there and they can go because I still wanna eat ice cream. I looked around and found another ice cream stand nearby and continued eating lol. It was quite a fun and vivid dream, I felt like my stomach was infinite.

Grand exhibitions of just frolicking with nonsense and whirling into fantasy frenzy, no plans, no restrictions, no barriers is always how happy feelings get us into engaging with silly sprees of spontaneous action and fulfillment seeking!!

[Hot Scalding Gayser]

That's also how the FBI arrests people dear. <3

[Tallmo]

I dreamed that Carl Jung was committing suicide. He was old and he thought that he had already lived long enough. So he was now going to hang himself. He had a rope tied to a door frame, not very high from the ground and then he hanged himself. Then suddenly there was a shift of persons and I was the person with a rope around my neck and I was just about to die from suffocation.

[FreelancePoliceman]

I dreamed that Carl Jung was committing suicide. He was old and he thought that he had already lived long enough. So he was now going to hang himself. He had a rope tied to a door frame, not very high from the ground and then he hanged himself. Then suddenly there was a shift of persons and I was the person with a rope around my neck and I was just about to die from suffocation.

Could it indicate a certain part of you is dying, or ought to die?

[Tallmo]

Could it indicate a certain part of you is dying, or ought to die?

Yes, probably. I think I have been studying too much Latin and psychology and maybe I have identified too much with "wisdom" or a too intellectual attitude. This attitude has to die or wear off.

[godslave]

I dreamed that Carl Jung was committing suicide. He was old and he thought that he had already lived long enough. So he was now going to hang himself. He had a rope tied to a door frame, not very high from the ground and then he hanged himself. Then suddenly there was a shift of persons and I was the person with a rope around my neck and I was just about to die from suffocation.

[chriscorey]

I had a sleep paralysis dream. I started floating into a wall and I couldn't do anything about it. I tried slapping myself in the face to wake up before I became one with the wall. I eventually did wake up. Now I have a deep scratch on my forehead and people probably think I got into a fight.

[SlaveChildOfSlaanesh]

I had a sleep paralysis dream. I started floating into a wall and I couldn't do anything about it. I tried slapping myself in the face to wake up before I became one with the wall. I eventually did wake up. Now I have a deep scratch on my forehead and people probably think I got into a fight.

I had sleep paralysis two or three months ago. Felt like an attack by a demon, an attempt at possession. Spooky stuff.

[chriscorey]

I had sleep paralysis two or three months ago. Felt like an attack by a demon, an attempt at possession. Spooky stuff.

It's terrifying. I guess that's what I get for taking a nap during the day. My worst fear is that I'd get stuck like that.

[godslave]

I feel very depressed. I'm scared to death of death but I feel like even my unconscious whom I always conceptualised as an ally as some kind of protector is suggesting me in my dreams the suicide solution.

I've just dreamt that I was assassinated by a friend who in the dream happened to be the leader of some kind of mafia (think Yakuza). I wasn't trying to save my life, in fact I felt that my death was deserved and logic (I wasn't contributing to the "cause" anymore). So It was night time and I was on a bridge, my friend accompanied by a woman who seemed to care about me held me at gunpoint and I was about to jump. I told him that I understood and that I was not angry with him. He felt remorse and put his gun away.

The dream cuts in some kind of angar the same people are present but this time I felt that my friend wanted to execute me by surprise. At one point he was no longer in my field of vision and I instinctively dropped to my knees with my head down. The scene now looked like a seppuku ritual. I felt the gun at the back of my head and waited for the detonation. Boom! A white flash and then my lucidity came back and I knew I was in a dream. I realize that the blood on the floor and in the back of my head, I am alive, it does not make sense and I try to interpret my dream in the dream and I look for further clues, symbols to decipher but in vain. All the symbolic was there.I think that what keeps me from ending my life is fear of death itself (and a curiosity about the future of our world, wanting to keep following at least from afar the events and trends). The moment the desire to die becomes stronger than the fear of death I'll might indeed perform Harakiri on myself.

Prior to that in the dream sequence, I dreamt that I looked like Tony Jaa , I was a minimalistic globetrotter and I had a compagnon : an Elephant ! I think that my dream was influenced by one of my last posts and the The Protector / Warrior King movie that I haven't rewatched since 2007.

I usually can trace back the reasons of dreams like this in my memories of the day or days before the dream. They are like unresolved thought that our unconscious tries to put together. It's like when you lose you train of thoughts while you're conscious, in fact it is a lost train of thoughts except that it's unconscious i.e. you lost you train of thought by a distraction which redirected it to the unconscious, in other words you forgot that you've lost your train of thought and the unconscious makes them reappear in the dream's symbolic language so that we can make sense of it and have a sense of closure.

[necrosebud]

I’ve had several dreams last night but one I remember is houses catching on fire due to strong wind (red flag warning happens quite often where I am but never worried about that while conscious). The fires were spreading to where I lived in the dream, but I wasn’t sure if it would be less safe leave the house. The apartment right in front of me was in flames. A lot more but I cant explain it here

[anotherperson]

i had a dream once that i was on a field trip and the chaperone was shauquille o neal. but he was off his "sports personality" and he was trying to be super lowkey. I remmeber him being dressed in a grey hoodie and a italian ski cap, and he was playing really aloof with the class. but then on the field trip we ran into his arch nemesis lightning-man and apparently shaqille is like a superhero in this story ? ? ? so they almost fight but didnt wanna "traumatise the youth" so they had a truce. but later in the dream i go home and I see my grampa watching the news and hes wearing the same exact supervillain suit lightning-man was. and i got scared and ran out the house.

[Poptart]

I had a dream that two airplanes fell from the sky. There was more to it but idr.

[myresearch]

I was in a building filled with traps and some spooky unexplainable stuff also happened, I was trying to figure it out and turns out, I made it all to resolve something.

I also saw a bear, then get into a field and laid down without moving so it wouldnt attack, it saw me and moved on.

[RaptorWesNet]

I had a dream that I was Patrick Star from SpongeBob, which is a play on coach Pat Riley and my name Riley Hicks.

I am sort of wily and expertly noonday tossing cards and amulets of the chosen to be so foolish like I should’ve been Jar Jar from Star Wars.

[FreelancePoliceman]

I dreamt that I was on a walk, and met a little girl. We talked briefly. The girl told me she wanted to stay with me, and didn't have a home. She followed me home. In the dream I was still living at my family's house, but it was larger and filled with extended family. I only had a small room. I was able to give her a bed, but felt uncomfortable having to justify why I was taking care of this girl and having her live with us. She slept in my room that night, but in the morning she seemed to sense my discomfort and told me she did have a home and she could go back to it. By this point I'd begun to realize this girl's behavior was unusual, and she wasn't what she seemed. She had seemed completely untroubled by the prospect of staying with me, a complete stranger, and had seemed to believe wholeheartedly that I'd take her in, had not really spoken or conducted herself like a child to me, but around my family became shy and acted like one. I wasn't really bothered by this since she was polite and grateful. But I still felt that if she had somewhere to live it would be best not to be accused of kidnapping her. So I fed her breakfast and then we walked where she directed me. The girl seemed slightly disappointed she wouldn't be staying with me anymore. We came to a house which looked not well built and with a large window. As we exchanged goodbyes, I became uneasy as I looked through the window and realized no one was home. I questioned the girl; she seemed casually sure her family would be home, but I wasn't comfortable leaving her at this abandoned house. Then I saw movement of some kind within the house, but still no shape. The door flew open and a shadow leapt at us. Darkness enveloped the girl's hands and she threw herself at the shadow; in a second or two the shadow evaporated. The girl turned back to me, still smiling casually as if nothing had happened. It seemed as if we should address the issue but neither of us were sure what to say.

[thistle]

I dreamt that I was on a walk, and met a little girl. We talked briefly. The girl told me she wanted to stay with me, and didn't have a home. She followed me home. In the dream I was still living at my family's house, but it was larger and filled with extended family. I only had a small room. I was able to give her a bed, but felt uncomfortable having to justify why I was taking care of this girl and having her live with us. She slept in my room that night, but in the morning she seemed to sense my discomfort and told me she did have a home and she could go back to it. By this point I'd begun to realize this girl's behavior was unusual, and she wasn't what she seemed. She had seemed completely untroubled by the prospect of staying with me, a complete stranger, and had seemed to believe wholeheartedly that I'd take her in, had not really spoken or conducted herself like a child to me, but around my family became shy and acted like one. I wasn't really bothered by this since she was polite and grateful. But I still felt that if she had somewhere to live it would be best not to be accused of kidnapping her. So I fed her breakfast and then we walked where she directed me. The girl seemed slightly disappointed she wouldn't be staying with me anymore. We came to a house which looked not well built and with a large window. As we exchanged goodbyes, I became uneasy as I looked through the window and realized no one was home. I questioned the girl; she seemed casually sure her family would be home, but I wasn't comfortable leaving her at this abandoned house. Then I saw movement of some kind within the house, but still no shape. The door flew open and a shadow leapt at us. Darkness enveloped the girl's hands and she threw herself at the shadow; in a second or two the shadow evaporated. The girl turned back to me, still smiling casually as if nothing had happened. It seemed as if we should address the issue but neither of us were sure what to say.

While I was reading this I could really feel suspense building up...scary.
The shadow that leapt at you both made me think of an overbearing family member. Maybe I only thought this because she originally told you she didn't have a home, though.

[FreelancePoliceman]

While I was reading this I could really feel suspense building up...scary.
The shadow that leapt at you both made me think of an overbearing family member. Maybe I only thought this because she originally told you she didn't have a home, though.

Thank you for the response!

My immediate response would be to deny that. My family was already present in the dream and I felt they were overbearing enough, so I don't know why they would appear twice. Something I didn't mention because I couldn't recall the exact phrasing was, when I took this girl home, my father said something disparaging about how he couldn't believe someone like me could get a girl to wander after me. So why would my family appear in two different ways?

Having thought about it a little more though I wonder if you're right. I wasn't sure what to make of my reaction to the girl in the dream/the reason why I wasn't worried about her. I think everything she told me seemed right or natural, at least in the context of the dream-logic, so I was inclined to put my faith in her. It felt like she knew me well, and didn't have any intention of leaving me from the beginning -- like she was part of me, in other words. To the extent she told me any lies I think she was just trying to gauge my reaction, not to pass judgement on me but to decide better how to proceed.

For instance her belief I would be willing to take her in. She may not have been truthful in describing her circumstance or background, but she wanted to be loved and I wanted to love her, and she trusted me to do that if she asked. From the beginning she spoke to me like an adult, not bothering to pretend to be immature as she did with my family, and in return for that honesty I didn't pry and accepted her claims. Something else I didn't mention, but which I remember clearly, is that when I hesitated to leave her at "her" house, despite her smiling and assuring me she would be fine, she never turned from facing me or stepped closer to her house. It felt like despite her words she was unwilling to leave me unless I pressed it.

I'm inclined to see the girl as either a representation of my better self, or a cure against the "shadow" following me. Most of my problems have to do with my family. Her dispellation of that shadow would represent healing, I guess.

I thought about what would have happened if that dream had continued. We were reluctant to leave each other, and her fight with the shadow had established a pretext for remaining further. The shadow would be the opposite of our shared desire to remain together. It was the discomfort I felt keeping her with my family which had been the cause of our contemplating separation to begin with, so I think this supports what you were saying.

[thistle]

Thank you for the response!

My immediate response would be to deny that. My family was already present in the dream and I felt they were overbearing enough, so I don't know why they would appear twice. Something I didn't mention because I couldn't recall the exact phrasing was, when I took this girl home, my father said something disparaging about how he couldn't believe someone like me could get a girl to wander after me. So why would my family appear in two different ways?

Having thought about it a little more though I wonder if you're right. I wasn't sure what to make of my reaction to the girl in the dream/the reason why I wasn't worried about her. I think everything she told me seemed right or natural, at least in the context of the dream-logic, so I was inclined to put my faith in her. It felt like she knew me well, and didn't have any intention of leaving me from the beginning -- like she was part of me, in other words. To the extent she told me any lies I think she was just trying to gauge my reaction, not to pass judgement on me but to decide better how to proceed.

For instance her belief I would be willing to take her in. She may not have been truthful in describing her circumstance or background, but she wanted to be loved and I wanted to love her, and she trusted me to do that if she asked. From the beginning she spoke to me like an adult, not bothering to pretend to be immature as she did with my family, and in return for that honesty I didn't pry and accepted her claims. Something else I didn't mention, but which I remember clearly, is that when I hesitated to leave her at "her" house, despite her smiling and assuring me she would be fine, she never turned from facing me or stepped closer to her house. It felt like despite her words she was unwilling to leave me unless I pressed it.

I'm inclined to see the girl as either a representation of my better self, or a cure against the "shadow" following me. Most of my problems have to do with my family. Her dispellation of that shadow would represent healing, I guess.

I thought about what would have happened if that dream had continued. We were reluctant to leave each other, and her fight with the shadow had established a pretext for remaining further. The shadow would be the opposite of our shared desire to remain together. It was the discomfort I felt keeping her with my family which had been the cause of our contemplating separation to begin with, so I think this supports what you were saying.

I suppose it would be odd for your family to be appear in two such different ways. To be honest I'm not sure, because I don't have much (remembered) dreams of my own to compare to.
It reads like while your family didn't outwardly make you feel guilty or punish you for inviting the girl to stay, they weren't very welcoming toward her either ?

Your acceptance of the girl despite her being a stranger who displayed two different appearances is interesting. I also thought it was interesting that she sensed your discomfort after you had made efforts to ask permission for her to live in your house, to the extent that she volunteered more information about herself even though it wouldn't necessarily be to her benefit. She took a risk at that moment, but maybe she was ready to handle whatever the outcome would be. Or maybe she was assured that if you took her to her home, that would not be the end. There would be another opportunity to for her to stay with you, sometime.

When the shadow leapt toward you outside her house, I think I jumped to a conclusion "overprotective parent".
In light of what you said, the girl's throwing herself at the shadow is a protective motion too. That made me think she is looking out for you, trusting you will look out for her.

The part of the dream where you recall the girl stays faced toward you outside her house is very moving for me

[Aster]

I had a trippy dream last night

I walked into my parents bathroom, or now my dads and his girlfriends bathroom, and it was painted an awful putrid green. On the floor were cheap mini fountains of angels. My dads girlfriend has been painting and redoing my parents house irl. I thought, “Wow this is awful decorating and aesthetics!”. I told my dad that as much as I liked his girlfriend, her aesthetics were horrifyingly awful. Then I went into the living room and sat next to my sister, who I found had evidently grown some man parts, and then tried to rape me.

The end. lol

[thistle]

I had a trippy dream last night

I walked into my parents bathroom, or now my dads and his girlfriends bathroom, and it was painted an awful putrid green. On the floor were cheap mini fountains of angels. My dads girlfriend has been painting and redoing my parents house irl. I thought, “Wow this is awful decorating and aesthetics!”. I told my dad that as much as I liked his girlfriend, her aesthetics were horrifyingly awful. Then I went into the living room and sat next to my sister, who I found had evidently grown some man parts, and then tried to rape me.

The end. lol

I remember reading something about the significance of bathrooms appearing in dreams, that it can represent having your privacy invaded?
That made sense for a bathroom dream I once had (a place unknown to me, where the toilet stalls were made of transparent glass).
Your dream involves a place that is familiar to you, though.

I thought about whether the angel fountains seemed to be watching you in the dream?
Maybe while it is a place familiar to you the changes within it are abrupt, so they become sickening or potentially threatening?

I may be projecting a lot of my own fear of change into my interpretation it's annoying when that happens.

[Aster]

I remember reading something about the significance of bathrooms appearing in dreams, that it can represent having your privacy invaded?
That made sense for a bathroom dream I once had (a place unknown to me, where the toilet stalls were made of transparent glass).
Your dream involves a place that is familiar to you, though.

I thought about whether the angel fountains seemed to be watching you in the dream?
Maybe while it is a place familiar to you the changes within it are abrupt, so they become sickening or potentially threatening?

I may be projecting a lot of my own fear of change into my interpretation it's annoying when that happens.

No, that actually makes a lot of sense! My mom passed about a year and a half ago. It was my home growing up, and now some new woman is coming in there and changing the wall colors, the flooring, the decorating…and it’s not the same. I didn’t think it bothered me that much, but subconsciously it must be really impacting me to dream about it!

All the fountains resembled one my mom bought one of my daughters. They were tiny fountains, maybe 15 of them, all over the floor. But they were gaudy looking. I thought they were kind of serene but cheap. The numbers must have represented how ‘invaded’ it all felt, but I find my dads girlfriend pleasant like the fountains.

[thistle]

No, that actually makes a lot of sense! My mom passed about a year and a half ago. It was my home growing up, and now some new woman is coming in there and changing the wall colors, the flooring, the decorating…and it’s not the same. I didn’t think it bothered me that much, but subconsciously it must be really impacting me to dream about it!

All the fountains resembled one my mom bought one of my daughters. They were tiny fountains, maybe 15 of them, all over the floor. But they were gaudy looking. I thought they were kind of serene but cheap. The numbers must have represented how ‘invaded’ it all felt, but I find my dads girlfriend pleasant like the fountains.

It's strange how proportions or quantities in dreams can be exaggerated so much. e.g there being so many of the angel fountains. Makes it difficult to dismiss it.

If you could recognise the fountain as similar to one your mum bought for your daughter, maybe your mind was trying to bridge the gap between the house as you remember it (growing up with your mum there) and how the house is appearing to you now, with the changes made by your dad's girlfriend. Like you suggested, maybe there were so many fountains to show the space they were taking up. Even tiny fountains would be kind of cumbersome taking up floor space in a bathroom.

Our situations are very different, but what you wrote made still me think about how spaces can hold memories of a person. My colleague passed away three years ago. Her belongings were removed from the workplace but my desk phone button still has a label with her name on it. The button was used to direct dial her working from home phone. It's the one memory of her that's easily visible to me at the office, so I'm reluctant to remove it. I think that one year and a half would not feel like long at all, after losing your mum.

[Riven]

Not looking for interpretation since I can't remember details, just sharing two dreams I had today. It's been a while since I was able to sleep long enough to remember my dreams so it's always pleasant when it happens.

In one of the dreams my friend who I type as IEE typed herself as either SEE or ILE. I didn't even notice at the moment she was typing herself as two superego types. SEE typing was plausible considering it's what I thought she was at first, but after paying closer attention I noticed she actually has a strong usage of Ne and fitted IEE way better. Now the ILE typing got me like "what the fuck", because she clearly doesn't have a strong grasp of logics and talking to her it's noticeable she values Te over Ti. She's smart but she consistently acts in a "Ti-polr" style, which is one of my main arguments for her type (a self argument, I don't talk about the types of people I know irl with anyone lol). I wanted to convince her IEE fitted better, but at that moment I got like "how am I going to explain her she's not ILE without calling her dumb?". I remember also thinking our relationship fitted better as a benefit one than a symmetric one, but I didn't want to get her to know I think I "give" her way more than I receive.

I always dream of things that could happen in my real life, but there's always a twist, something that doesn't fit. I never have absurd dreams or nightmares with monsters, even bad dreams are just some kind of psychological terror thing in which I constantly get fucked up in my daily life. The thing is, whenever I spot the inconsistency with my real life in a dream, I start waking up. At some moment it clicked that talking to my friend about socionics and having her tell me she read type descriptions and stuff was impossible. So I woke up.

I looked at the clock but it was still early, so I slept a little bit more. Then I had my second dream. I don't remember what happened before, but I was talking to a college friend. My relationship with her is weird, but I think that's what happen when you put two naturally detached people together. In the dream she said she wanted to talk to me, so I thought it was gonna be something related to our classes, she only talks to me about these things. But then she started telling me why she didn't invite me to her birthday (she hasn't had a birthday party recently lol) and things along these lines. She said she only invited people who are "by themselves against the world", but I fitted this category in a very extreme way, so she admitted she didn't understand me. She said that me having moments in which I'm openly laughing with people and being loud, and also helpful to others, while the rest on the time being extremely serious and not talking to anyone made her puzzled, and made me look scary. I noticed once again I was dreaming but this time I wanted to keep listening. I know I kept the dream going on but I don't remember very well what else happened.

[Metanoia]

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Pile #1 - The Hermit, 5 of Pentacles reversed, 6 of Swords

You're moving away from a period of time where you may have struggled materially and financially. And now, you're basking in the enjoyments you once never had. You're in a lot more peaceful time of you life where it's just you, your music, and the only thing you have to worry about is what food you want to eat.
Channeled song: Tonight Tonight by Hot Chelle Rae

Pile #2 - The Empress reversed, The Magician reversed, The Emperor
Channeled Song: Bullet Proof by La Roux

Your dream is an indicator of how you may be ignoring or sacrificing your sense of peace for a situation/person in your life. You may be allowing other people's needs above your own. You're believing someone else's lies instead of following your own inner truth (guidance and intuition).

Pile #3 - Page of Cups, Queen of Swords reversed, King of Penacles reversed
Channeled Song: Castle by Halsey

You're tired of your living situation is what I'm feeling. You may feel neglected or used/taken advantage of by your family or who you live with. You just want to stop feeling and be completely cold to this person - but you may depend on them financially or require their support in other ways. You still love this person despite being neglected but you're battling ways of handling the situation. Balance mind and heart and you'll come to a solution. Keep your distance with this person ask yourself what do you really want out of this? Find a way that makes both your mind and heart satisfied.

Pile #4 - The Star, Page of Pentacles reversed, The Lovers
Channeled Song: The Harold Song by Ke$ha

Darn yall ARE LOVESICK. Thinking and daydreaming about an old flame but also remaining stangnant/ignoring real life. Your life is passing you by when you do this. You may feel like this old person brings out the best in you - but you have to know you don't need them necessarily to be the best version of you. You're good on your own. You're being guided to form your own independence by establishing your own goals.

[Ruby13357]

I had a really strange dream last night. There was this dual whom I used to work together irl, he is a manager of mine to be exact, and I find his presence very likeable and was instantly drawn to him, but we didn't managed to become friends though and I lost contact with him after I've left my job a few years ago.

Anyway, I dreamt of him last night, and he appears as an angel inside my dream.

I wonder what that dream of mine means, what if he really isn't a human but an angel in disguise?

[Poptart]

Had a dream that I accidentally gave birth at the beach. The baby got all sandy and the sand beneath me turned red.

[thistle]

Last week I had an unsettling dream. I didn't think much of it until I was talking to someone yesterday about cleaning a guitar, which reminded me of the dream.

I was working as the housekeeper on a oversized yacht which was owned by a retired music composer who was 60-70 years old.
She lived onboard but we did not talk, I just tidied behind her. I don't remember the skipper being in the dream so there could have been none at all - it was just the two of us alone at sea. Within the dream I didn't spend time on deck or look out at the sea, so I may as well have been on land.

The yacht interior was made up of separated themed rooms of stark contrasts in colour and decor, rather than being open-plan or like a home.
Each room had a different selection of instruments in it and my main task was to dust and maintain the strings.

One day I was in the show room tending to a grand piano which was enormous and angular. The lid was made of glossy white fibreglass. When lifted the piano lid almost scraped the ceiling like a shard of carved ice.
The piano began to roll toward me. I abruptly stopped and checked the leg castors to tighten the brakes, but the boat was obviously keeling and the brakes on the castors could not withstand.
I probably felt fearful at this part of the dream, I don't remember. I called out for the composer and went from room to room to search for her while it seemed like the yacht was filling with water.