Dream Interpretation Thread

[Adam Strange]

I had two dreams last night.

In the first dream, I was 27 again, back working in a machine tool factory in Detroit on Eight Mile Rd. The factory was dirty and the neighborhood looked like it had been bombed, but I loved my work and was certain that I was going to go on to do great things.

I no longer believe that I’m going to do great things. Or maybe my definition of “great” has changed.


In my second dream, I was about 30 and was sitting at the kitchen table in my grandmother’s house, talking to my mother and her sister (my aunt). They told me that my grandmother was getting married today, and I said “Wait a minute! Why aren’t we at the church?”
They said that she’s marrying a 20 yo guy who doesn’t have a job, and I was outraged.
“How can she do that?”, I asked. “He’s only after her money.”

In reality, my ESI grandmother didn’t have any money. She was widowed at the age of 49 or so and lived alone until she died at age 87.

Sometimes, I think that my subconscious hates me.

[Aster]

My mom read the whole book and saw the whole movie. I read none, and saw part of the movie. Flames of the descending journey glide from tower to stream in a mirage of secrets and time remotes. It was chilling, deathly, oblivion. Your dream with sonority in the wind is trance and force. I always loved puzzles of extreme reinventing of dimensions. That life is building and conceptualizing flights of stairs to some ascended simulated city with every afterlife mutant is enthralling.

I agree! I really liked it. I remember watching it in high school when the tv show came out and I had to wait for each episode. One of the first I actually waited on and religiously watched. The story of the house it was based on is also spooky!

[Dreymagine]

I had a dream in which my two younger sisters and I were going to run away together. Before we could leave, however, I had to destroy everything within an abandoned warehouse. This was relatively easy to accomplish since I had superpowers.

I walked around the factory, using my powers to melt objects into a hot, viscous substance that looked like hot glue. While I was melting things, my sisters worked on a couple tasks that I had assigned them. First, they scooped the viscous liquid into large containers. Secondly, they piled a large stock of food onto a mattress. As soon as I finished melting everything in the factory, we would climb onto the mattress and I would use my powers to fly us away magic-carpet style.

Unfortunately, I made a mistake that foiled our plan. Rather than melting one of the objects (a giant water park slide), I used my telekinesis to break it in half and launch it outside. The two halves of the slide landed with a crash in a nearby parking lot. A redhead girl in the parking lot looked in the direction from whence the flying slide came—and saw me standing in the open doorway of the warehouse.

I panicked and darted into the factory when I saw her pull out her phone and bring it to her ear. I knew she was calling the cops, which meant I only had a few minutes to finish melting everything before the police would arrive and arrest us. Although I frantically rushed to complete the task in time, I soon heard sirens at the front of the factory; it was too late.

I told my sisters to escape through the back door and apologized for leaving them behind. Before they could even respond, I became invisible and flew away.

I love it when dreams give me superpowers. So fun.

[Dreymagine]

Had a dream in which I was a demigod daughter of Athena married to a demigod son of Poseidon. One day, my husband and his band of demigod warriors approached me. I saw golden liquid glistening on their swords in the sunlight and knew it to be ichor, the blood of the gods. The sight filled me with horror as its significance dawned on me; without my knowledge, they had gone through with their plan of deicide and killed the entire pantheon.

The dream flashed forward in time, and the mood shifted to a feeling of fathomless despair. I was sitting at the edge of a pond—deep in the woods, wearing a white gown, and cloaked in the darkness of night. Having just given birth to a son, I dropped him into the water and watched him sink without a tinge of guilt. Soon, my husband arrived, furious and demanding to know where his child was. I ignored him as he frantically searched the pond and the surrounding woods in vain.

Well, that felt dark.

[Tallmo]

I had an unusual dream last night.

There was a band. Three of the band members looked almost identical. One of them, maybe the leader, was explaining how each of them plays the instrument they prefer to play and excel at: The drummer is great on drums, the second guy is great on guitar, and the third one was maybe the singer (don't remember). So they all had their tasks and all the band members played well together.

They started playing. It was "Sgt Pepper's lonely hearts club". It sounded good. The intro was pretty loud, I remember the drummer hitting the drums hard, as to really get the song going. Then when the singer started singing ("It was twenty years ago today...") the drummer adjusted his playing and played more quietly. (As you would expect from a good drummer). The other band members also joined the singing in certain parts.

They continued, and suddenly there were other people around, maybe a whole crowd of people, and there was a football (soccer) game (!) and I was still listening to the band. The ball got kicked out from the soccer field, so the game came to a halt, I think. I was saying something about the song. My friend (LII) was now there, and I said something to him about how great the song was. He answered something, but he had his own interpretation, somewhat detached or intellectual.

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It was a strange dream, I had it just before waking up so I remembered it. I think I know what it means. I felt a certain mood or even feeling in my body from the dream after waking up. (It's interesting how one can even interpret dreams with the body, sometimes)

[Dreymagine]

Had a dream in which I was dining with a royal family inside of their ship. Before everyone could dig into their meals, I announced that I had solved the mystery surrounding the murdered princes. The room fell into a rapt silence as I presented the relevant evidence, all of which pointed to a person in that very room. After I finished making my case, I declared that the queen was a monster who had killed her own sons. The royal family was shocked and horrified, but they could not refute my argument. So, the king ordered the guards to arrest his wife.

Before anyone could lay a hand on her, the evil queen released a feral shriek and transformed into a monster. In a matter of seconds, she tore through the room and brutally murdered the remainder of the royal family. I sprinted from the room, and she chased me up the flight of stairs leading to the deck. I dashed to the edge of the boat and dived into the ocean, barely escaping the monster's grasp.

[chriscorey]

I was six or seven. I dreamed I was in a hole with fog and barbwire everywhere. There had been silence for hours and I grew tired of waiting so I looked at my two comrades in the hole with me and motioned I was going to stand up. I did. I was then shot full of holes. I was very upset that my comrades had to see me die. At least they knew it still wasn't safe. Then I woke up.

My parents were very poor and I slept on an old army cot. I had no bed... I woke my father and he had to explain to me that I'd been dreaming of war. It was terrifying because I didn't even know what war was.

[Coeruleum Blue]

I dreamed that I had to go to the boring mainstream movie theatres with my family members, including ones who are now deceased, but instead of playing normal movies it was playing extremely depraved pornography featuring incest rape, slavery, drugging, torture, mutilation, STD spreading, and many other obscenities far beyond what occurs in relatively tame "romantic" pornography, yet people were just treating this like it was not even pornography, but a normal type of family movie you go take the kids to; additionally, the inside of the theater itself was an absolute biohazard.

[Poptart]

I was testing an ILE’s flying machine invention. The machine looked like a conveyor belt and launched me into the air. For some reason I was sitting on a 2x4 piece of wood like it was a magic carpet. When the ride was over, the piece of wood began to rapidly fall towards the Earth. I pulled out my parachute and landed in the middle of a random field in France.

After I landed, I held on to my parachute and ran as fast as I could with it flapping behind me. Somehow I caught some air. I swung from my parachute and used this momentum to jump like 50 feet at a time. Eventually I reached Pointe du Hoc, a place I only recognize from call of duty. The place was still bombed out, but among the rubble was a cafe. I entered the cafe and explained to everyone that I had no phone, wallet, or money and no way of getting home. They told me to wait one moment and brought out my husband who had been looking for me. I was so relieved and happy to see him. Apparently he had followed me on the flying machine because he knew that I didn’t have a way of getting home.

Overall 10/10 fun dream. I love having dreams where I get to fly.

[Poptart]

I was curling my hair in the bathroom. A man walked in and I threw my curling iron at him. He pushed me into the bath tub and grabbed my head and pushed it underwater so I couldn’t breathe. I started panicking because he was ruining my hair and I had no time to redo it.

[Clarke]

I had two dreams last night.

In the first dream, I was 27 again, back working in a machine tool factory in Detroit on Eight Mile Rd. The factory was dirty and the neighborhood looked like it had been bombed, but I loved my work and was certain that I was going to go on to do great things.

I no longer believe that I’m going to do great things. Or maybe my definition of “great” has changed.


In my second dream, I was about 30 and was sitting at the kitchen table in my grandmother’s house, talking to my mother and her sister (my aunt). They told me that my grandmother was getting married today, and I said “Wait a minute! Why aren’t we at the church?”
They said that she’s marrying a 20 yo guy who doesn’t have a job, and I was outraged.
“How can she do that?”, I asked. “He’s only after her money.”

In reality, my ESI grandmother didn’t have any money. She was widowed at the age of 49 or so and lived alone until she died at age 87.

Sometimes, I think that my subconscious hates me.

I think that dreams sometimes take our background worries and make us experience them. It might be a mechanism to tell us that we should do something. Or it might just be insecurity.

I can see it being useful as a mechanism to aid human survival, since it reminds us of our worries or problems we've encountered. I think that relying on dreams to try to figure out what you should do in life probably isn't a good idea though. They seem too vague, or sometimes irrational.

[Clarke]

I was curling my hair in the bathroom. A man walked in and I threw my curling iron at him. He pushed me into the bath tub and grabbed my head and pushed it underwater so I couldn’t breathe. I started panicking because he was ruining my hair and I had no time to redo it.

I mean it seems like for some reason you were mad that you were interrupted when you were getting ready. Maybe because you were in a rush. I think that there's Fe, and maybe some kind of lack of Si involved.

[Poptart]

I have recurring dreams of someone trying to drown me. Whenever the drowning starts my dream shifts to third person and I see them holding my head underwater. The setting is always different.

[Coeruleum Blue]

I had a dream where people were giving me bottles of alcohol and I didn't want to drink any alcohol but I didn't feel like I could give or sell them to someone else since I just thought alcohol was a bad thing to drink so they were just piling up as I tried to find non-intoxicant uses for the ever-increasing amounts of alcohol.

[Shazaam]

Most people seem to have negative/scary/grimdark dreams.

I'm not different in this regard either. However, the most over the top pleasant and "good" dream I had is when SLE dream crush dude spontaneously told me that he loved me and then kissed me, and he flew up in the sky with me in his car lol. It was so thrilling and positive and classicly romantic. It was also kinda like that ending of that one Speilberg movie where the guy helped the girl get over her paralyzing fear by riding with her on the bike fast-like thru the street. Only I mean there was no obstacles in my dream it was just pure Ni romantic sky lol.

[Missmessy]

This is the fourth time (as I remember) that I dream that I am at my grandmother's house in the village

Anyway, we had a gift we wanted to give to someone, so they ( grandfather and grandmother ) gave it to me to give to the intended person

I don't remember anything else from the dream

[Aster]

A few days ago I dreamed I was searching in one of those pink little tikes houses people generally have in their yard. It seemed reallly big on the inside. I was looking for a skeleton key which I found in a hidden drawer in it. Then I crawled around, hands and knees, searching for the dome shaped door that would lead me to wonderland, except I woke up before I found it.

total disappointment.

[chriscorey]

The first part is not a dream:

I was staying weekends at my ex-husband's and new ESI wife's house. The ESI had her ex-heroin-addict 20 year old niece staying there too. She looked like a nice girl and I couldn't believe she used to do heroin. Her ex-boyfriend was a drug dealer and got her into it. I was shocked after meeting her.

She eventually moved back to her mom's house because the ESI was too strict. A month later she was dead of a heroin overdose.

I was sleeping in my daughter's room and I woke to the sound of a girl crying. I got up and followed the sound downstairs and then I heard a man's voice say " Don't you want to be my Harley Quin!" "Do it!"

There was nothing down stairs. I thought "great I'm hearing voices again" I went back to bed. 2016. The next day her ESI aunt gave me a pair of moccasins she let her niece borrow frequently. Shoes were so nice I accepted them.

I went home, thought it was creepy, and forgot about it.

I started having nightmares about the ESI's niece. She looked ghostly and she kept struggling with me until she got my arm. She'd then press my arm up against the mirror in my room. It was always a struggle........

[Shazaam]

I dreamed my aunt (step aunt, mind you) angrily and hatefully pulled my cat from underneathe the couch. When she did I got so pissed at her because the cat had a seizsure and looked fucked up/permanently damaged. The cat also had a bunch of wires wrapped around him, and I freed him of those.

I was too afraid to stand up to my aunt which annoyed me. Like a ESI in that instance would physically attack the aunt for hurting an animal but its like- she was psycho and I didn't want her to twist things around. Probably/maybe because we had that convo about mods being too lenient mixed I was just worried about my cat in general cuz I'm his daddy etc.

[Shazaam]

btw IRL my step aunt isn't evil like that lol. Afaik

/waits for ppl to tell me she really is.

[Giordano Bruno]

Nietzsche keeps visiting me in my dreams. And no, that's not Father Crow.

I like how Zarathustra chooses legacy and willfulness to continue with strategy and contraptions of ultra ambition and star seeking to flame up in the igloo of imperative completion of super silver dreams and galaxies of networking crosshairs with a shifting train and bell tower to walk the mermaid's harmonies and enter cheat codes to the doorway of cosmic consciousness.