Dream Catcher |
Friday, November 30, 2001
I have been divorced for nearly a year. Last night for the first time I dream about my ex wife. I dreamed my son & I were sitting there ( I have full custody) and the police came to the door. They told me that she had been killed in a car accident. In my dream I felt no sorrow---the only thought I had were "Now my son is set for life". Cause my ex-wife has really good life insurance and quite a bit in retirement programs. Any thoughts on the meaning of this dream? Thursday, November 29, 2001
I don't remember my dreams much, but every couple years or so, I have one so vivid that I never forget it... (Background: 27, male, white, heterosexual) I am in the woods, on a mountain, surrounded by pine trees... I am hiking up, alongside a stream... full sunshine, daytime... I come up to the end of the stream, and I find that flows out from a large entrance to a cave. Outside the cave, drinking from the stream, is a well known celebrity (I think it is Michael Douglas, though I am not sure). He says something to me, I don't remember what, but I pass into the large cave entrance... (Fast Forward to next scene... weird how that happens in dreams, huh?) I am in the cave, standing on a tall (30ft?) cliff/ledge that is situated toward the ceiling of the cave, along the wall. I look down, all around... the cave is more cavern, very large, almost spherical (a 100? 200 ft in diameter?) The main feature is a deep blue pool of water, that is the source of the stream I was just hiking up, that fills the bottom of the "sphere" of the cavern (there is a walkway around, though-- that's how I got up to the ledge). It's dimly lit, but there is enough light to see everything. I am completely naked, and not uncomfortable with the fact that I am. (I wasn't when I was hiking up) I do not feel shame or guilt; my mind is utterly, completely peaceful. I look down the ledge, into the deep blue pool... there are two young girls, treading water next to each other, at least 22 years old... they are naked also. They are small-build girls, pretty, well-proportioned bodies... they want me to jump in the pool, from the 30ft. ledge... I am not afraid, so I jump in near them... Now, at some point, the two girls, while still treading water, put on these one-piece bathing suits Tuesday, November 27, 2001
I walk on a metallic straight road along a blank landscape, I cannot leave the road. Behind me, is an unknown follower, who I must keep ahead of. I have a total dread of this follower catching me, however fast I walk, trot or run, "he" keeps pace. I keep looking behind me, and suddenly "he" is no longer there. I dream an amazing sense of relief, turning forward again, my follower is standing so closely infront of me, my hair brushes his face which is totally blank. I wake screaming.
I almost never dream, or I don't recall them, at the least. I woke up right after I was dreaming that I was urinating in a flower pot at a party. I was relieved when I realized i was awake, and I didn't really wet the bed. Or cot, as I was sleeping in a tent. My wife and I were at a party at the neighbors -all the neighbors were there. My step-sister, who lives several states away, asked me if I was having a good time. She was smoking a cigarette, and holding it right in my face. Her husband was standing about ten feet away laughing, and gesturing wildly, talking about some movie. She and I laughed about something, we kissed and she pushed her body against mine. I thought that was a surprise, turned and walked away, just to see my sister-in-law kissing my neighbor hard on the mouth. These people don't even know each other. I walked off the deck, went around the corner of the house, and peed in a big plastic imitation of a clay pot. Monday, November 26, 2001
I almost never dream, or I don't recall them, at the least. I woke up right after I was dreaming that I was urinating in a flower pot at a party. I was relieved when I realized i was awake, and I didn't really wet the bed. Or cot, as I was sleeping in a tent. My wife and I were at a party at the neighbors -all the neighbors were there. My step-sister, who lives several states away, asked me if I was having a good time. She was smoking a cigarette, and holding it right in my face. Her husband was standing about ten feet away laughing, and gesturing wildly, talking about some movie. She and I laughed about something, we kissed and she pushed her body against mine. I thought that was a surprise, turned and walked away, just to see my sister-in-law kissing my neighbor hard on the mouth. These people don't even know each other. I walked off the deck, went around the corner of the house, and peed in a big plastic imitation of a clay pot.
I almost never dream, or I don't recall them, at the least. I woke up right after I was dreaming that I was urinating in a flower pot at a party. I was relieved when I realized i was awake, and I didn't really wet the bed. Or cot, as I was sleeping in a tent. My wife and I were at a party at the neighbors -all the neighbors were there. My step-sister, who lives several states away, asked me if I was having a good time. She was smoking a cigarette, and holding it right in my face. Her husband was standing about ten feet away laughing, and gesturing wildly, talking about some movie. She and I laughed about something, we kissed and she pushed her body against mine. I thought that was a surprise, turned and walked away, just to see my sister-in-law kissing my neighbor hard on the mouth. These people don't even know each other. I walked off the deck, went around the corner of the house, and peed in a big plastic imitation of a clay pot. Sunday, November 25, 2001
I had this dream me and a girlfriend Tanya(just a friend) were messing around kissing and stuff well some how we decided to try and have sex rub them together anyways. Well we are and all of a sudden she takes a spatula whip thing(those things you use to get all the frosting out of the bowl) and pops off my vaging and says here this will work better sets it aside. Well all of a sudden we hear someone coming so we're like oh no I say put it back on(my vagina) Tanya says I don't know how we're gonna have to stop at my moms house she knows how. OKAY how wierd is that? what does that mean besides I'm a wierdo?Feedback? Saturday, November 24, 2001
It looks like use of this blog has slowed down from the furious pace that we had before. Hope it doesn't completely die, though.
My girlfriend and I have been having these silly, humorous discussions lately, about how chocolate is an aphrodisiac, and whether or not a chocolate craving is a sex craving. Now, she LOVES chocolate... can't get enough of it. I, however, can take it or leave it. So anyway, in this dream,we are at a restaurant. My girlfriend is sitting there, and she's eating this dessert... it is just this bowl full of this gooey, warm, fudgy, chocolatey brownie. But she only takes like, one or two bites, and says, "I can't finish this- here- you finish it... you have it." And she pushes the bowl over to me. Now, I don't really want it all that much, but I'm like, "Well, okay..."... and with that, I take a couple bites. I like it alot... it tastes really good. But I really don't want to finish it all. That's pretty much the end of the dream, I think. Now would Freud have a field day with that one, or what??!!! LOL Thursday, November 22, 2001
Between the ages of 5-10 years old I had this dream (thats why i'm writing this) anyway, my grandparents live in North Alabama in CullmanCounty. Cullman is situated on a plateau or as I say the absolute end of the Appalachain Mountains. They live right on the edge ,I mean, you leave their driveway and a descent immediately begins into the Tennessee Valley . Driving down the road the whole trip is about 10-15 miles-its the first two I dreamed about. In the first two it seems like you drop a few hundred feet, probably a hundred at most though. At the end of two miles the road winds past a cemetary, its at this cemetary that I dreamed about a carnival, all the typical carni things; rides,games and food . My aunt with a very sparkly personality took me. We did all the stuff and I never exactly remember leaving. So cut to adulthood. Being naturally mystified by this dream I stopped at this very real place to take a look, maybe there was a reason for the dream. Even though throughout my life I've rode past there thousands of times. So there i was walking around looking at different headstones noting the dates and names. There was this taller stone, one of those tower types, I cut from one row to next going forward when I thought, here you are being pretty disrespectful if these people thought that some bug eyed girl would wander around oogling them they would have cremated themselves. I wheeled around , to pay some respect,and nearly ran smack dab into this spider face first. Its web started at the top of the tower headstone and went through the path to the ground. It seemed to be, in my fright ,9 inches long with high yellow and black colouring, The body was huge, as big if not bigger than an extra large egg . I didnt stare I just left going to grandmas.The grandparents told me the devil was coming to get me,as a joke, well they slept soundly. They also told me about how when they were kids panthers were heard screeching in that area and the at the bridge before the cemetary ,people had seen ghosts on a wagon asking directions. Now years later I laugh my simple dream took me on a short adventure
Between the ages of 5-10 years old I had this dream (thats why i'm writing this) anyway, my grandparents live in North Alabama in CullmanCounty. Cullman is situated on a plateau or as I say the absolute end of the Appalachain Mountains. They live right on the edge ,I mean, you leave their driveway and a descent immediately begins into the Tennessee Valley . Driving down the road the whole trip is about 10-15 miles-its the first two I dreamed about. In the first two it seems like you drop a few hundred feet, probably a hundred at most though. At the end of two miles the road winds past a cemetary, its at this cemetary that I dreamed about a carnival, all the typical carni things; rides,games and food . My aunt with a very sparkly personality took me. We did all the stuff and I never exactly remember leaving. So cut to adulthood. Being naturally mystified by this dream I stopped at this very real place to take a look, maybe there was a reason for the dream. Even though throughout my life I've rode past there thousands of times. So there i was walking around looking at different headstones noting the dates and names. There was this taller stone, one of those tower types, I cut from one row to next going forward when I thought, here you are being pretty disrespectful if these people thought that some bug eyed girl would wander around oogling them they would have cremated themselves. I wheeled around , to pay some respect,and nearly ran smack dab into this spider face first. Its web started at the top of the tower headstone and went through the path to the ground. It seemed to be, in my fright ,9 inches long with high yellow and black colouring, The body was huge, as big if not bigger than an extra large egg . I didnt stare I just left going to grandmas.The grandparents told me the devil was coming to get me,as a joke, well they slept soundly. They also told me about how when they were kids panthers were heard screeching in that area and the at the bridge before the cemetary ,people had seen ghosts on a wagon asking directions. Now years later I laugh my simple dream took me on a short adventure
Between the ages of 5-10 years old I had this dream (thats why i'm writing this) anyway, my grandparents live in North Alabama in CullmanCounty. Cullman is situated on a plateau or as I say the absolute end of the Appalachain Mountains. They live right on the edge ,I mean, you leave their driveway and a descent immediately begins into the Tennessee Valley . Driving down the road the whole trip is about 10-15 miles-its the first two I dreamed about. In the first two it seems like you drop a few hundred feet, probably a hundred at most though. At the end of two miles the road winds past a cemetary, its at this cemetary that I dreamed about a carnival, all the typical carni things; rides,games and food . My aunt with a very sparkly personality took me. We did all the stuff and I never exactly remember leaving. So cut to adulthood. Being naturally mystified by this dream I stopped at this very real place to take a look, maybe there was a reason for the dream. Even though throughout my life I've rode past there thousands of times. So there i was walking around looking at different headstones noting the dates and names. There was this taller stone, one of those tower types, I cut from one row to next going forward when I thought, here you are being pretty disrespectful if these people thought that some bug eyed girl would wander around oogling them they would have cremated themselves. I wheeled around , to pay some respect,and nearly ran smack dab into this spider face first. Its web started at the top of the tower headstone and went through the path to the ground. It seemed to be, in my fright ,9 inches long with high yellow and black colouring, The body was huge, as big if not bigger than an extra large egg . I didnt stare I just left going to grandmas.The grandparents told me the devil was coming to get me,as a joke, well they slept soundly. They also told me about how when they were kids panthers were heard screeching in that area and the at the bridge before the cemetary ,people had seen ghosts on a wagon asking directions. Now years later I laugh my simple dream took me on a short adventure Wednesday, November 21, 2001
Wow...I always have those dreams where it's like a movie and as soon as the movie gets interesting, I'm suddenly in it or turn into the main character. Also the bad guys turn into people I know and get along with. Like a couple of weeks ago. I'm tellin' ya, this is strange... It was dark and in a house and people broke in, and this guy and girl woke up and tried to find a hiding place. They hid but not in a good spot. The first bad guy just walked by them, but the second stared at them. Anyways I don't often hear in my dreams but I know things were said. So these people ran outside and saw a car and opened the trunk. They let the two talking dogs go and the bad guys came. So they run and then one of the main characters is gone. It's still dark outside and then they person is being chased and then all of the sudden it's a familiar street and I'm thinking in it, like turn right off of this street. And then it's me. wow. anyways so I run and the one bad guy now speeds up. So I run faster. and you could imagine. So I keep running until I get to a building. With hallways, it was like a school I've never seen. It's empty. So I run through the corners and everything and the bad guy passes me like he's running from me. And so I ran harder and got in front of him. But then suddenly I'm grabbed and I back punch the guy like three times. It ended up being a kind-of a buddy. And it was day suddenly and it was the classes started. so people were there. And the buddy's girlfriend, a close friend of mine starts stuff with me, and I beat her sensless and I run out and some guy I've talked to maybe 5x is screaming at me and I'm looking around and there are a bunch of arabian looking college kids. Weird. The other dream I had recently had the same main characters and they were trying to get this device back from bad guys. (arabians again) So they made all these plans and break into this apartment and people were j
I've been wondering when I would first dream about this wonderful woman who I've known for the past 20 months. She is at work, is married (as I am), and I care for her so much. I adore her. But, I must keep up professional decorum, or at least a certain measure of it. It is only within the past few weeks that I've admitted to her that she is beautiful to me. In my concious mind, I find myself thinking of her very frequently. I had not dreamt of her until last night. I find that it takes a while for relevant topics to creep into my dreams. Even when dramatic events happen, I do not dream of them right away. And I certainly dream of events 20-25 years ago. Last night, I dreamt of my dear co-worker. In the dream, we were both much younger, and neither of us married. She and I were working together on a school project. She had to sleep over my house, for us to complete our work. My parents were not seen in the dream, but their presence was felt from another room, as if they were listening for any hanky-panky. The co-worker wore to bed a beige or tan man's shirt (perhaps one of mine). It was short, but not extremely so. She also wore white panties. My most vivid recollection of the dream was in the morning, after we awoke, we sat and talked - her in the tan shirt. I so much enjoy talking and listening to her. In the dream, I kept my professional decorum. Despite my attraction to her, whenever she repositioned her legs, I turned my head. I was to not see those white panties. I did not want to make my dear friend and co-worker uncomfortable, even in my dream.
I've been wondering when I would first dream about this wonderful woman who I've known for the past 20 months. She is at work, is married (as I am), and I care for her so much. I adore her. But, I must keep up professional decorum, or at least a certain measure of it. It is only within the past few weeks that I've admitted to her that she is beautiful to me. In my concious mind, I find myself thinking of her very frequently. I had not dreamt of her until last night. I find that it takes a while for relevant topics to creep into my dreams. Even when dramatic events happen, I do not dream of them right away. And I certainly dream of events 20-25 years ago. Last night, I dreamt of my dear co-worker. In the dream, we were both much younger, and neither of us married. She and I were working together on a school project. She had to sleep over my house, for us to complete our work. My parents were not seen in the dream, but their presence was felt from another room, as if they were listening for any hanky-panky. The co-worker wore to bed a beige or tan man's shirt (perhaps one of mine). It was short, but not extremely so. She also wore white panties. My most vivid recollection of the dream was in the morning, after we awoke, we sat and talked - her in the tan shirt. I so much enjoy talking and listening to her. In the dream, I kept my professional decorum. Despite my attraction to her, whenever she repositioned her legs, I turned my head. I was to not see those white panties. I did not want to make my dear friend and co-worker uncomfortable, even in my dream.
Well i was about nine or ten when i had this dream that stays with me till this day(now 22). I am running. it is very pitch black dark outside but i can see because it seems to be lit above me like in a baseball stadium...but i cannot see the lights. I don't know what i am running from. there is grass beneath my feet and then i realize there are hundreds and hundreds of kids running with me everyone scattered everywhere on what seems to be a huge huge field. I seem to be the one who knows where i am going. I wave to them and shout that we are trying to exit through what seems to be the only way out through a fence that i was not aware surrounded this huge field, when i hear machine guns. This unseen enemy is trying to shoot us. I am not scared because I know how to survive...see i realize i am running with RAMBO! I am his partner i guess and we are running together trying to get these kids to safety and he keeps turning around and shooting at the enemy while i am trying to get these kids to safety. This went on for a while and then i woke up! I have never been a huge fan of Sylvester Stallone's character Rambo...but there he was shirtless, sweaty and all...i was nine...hmm i always thought it was a fun dream. Tuesday, November 20, 2001
Ok, this is a dream that I had a couple of days ago. Well, first it started off with someone falling off a really high building. He was evil. But the problem was that he didn't die. Instead of falling straight down to his death, he crashed into the side, bounced off, /then/ hit the ground. Uh, I don't remember how this relates to the rest of the dream though. Because the next thing I remember is being in this trial like thing. Kinda. I wasn't really there, more like to the side, watching everything going on. We were in a auditorium. Well, there was this boy there, a blondie, small, pretty, and these puncture marks on one of his hand. He was gingerly holding the hand in his lap. On the stage, were three men holding around seven vicious dogs. The three men were wearing the most tackiest clothing. I don't remember what really, but it was sparkly. One of them had the leash that held all of them back, two of them were somehow in the front, trying to push the dogs back. The black dogs were straining against the leash, while the two men tried to force them back. The dogs sank their teeth into their hands, almost biting them off?and making the same puncture marks as the ones on the boy's hand. Well, all the while, there was this one man shouting into the microphone saying that that didn't mean the boy wasn't guilty. I don't remember what happened next but the boy wasn't guilty and then I was on the stage along with these purple fuzzy aliens with one eye. The aliens decided that the humans had enough justice so they won't blow up the world. The fuzzy purple aliens all filed out, doing this weird dancing thing...there were also this smaller aliens that looked like an stereotypical alien ship with legs. I was one of those aliens. Actually I was also a male this time(?I get weird twisted dreams). So they did this weird dancing thing and filed into their spaceship. Except me and the other in front of me couldn't keep up so they closed the doors, the spaceship kinda bunched up and popped up into the sky and zoomed away. Well, so then me and this other alien dude were left behind. The other alien wasn't a purple fuzzy one, for some reason it was a tallish robot looking thing. Well, by then there were other people and such wandering around. We were in a wooded area. I kept on trying to talk to them but they ignored me or told me to go away. Which made me feel rather abandoned. When I was trying to talk to the other alien he went, "-insert name-(I had a name, but I don't remember what it was)! Would you shut up/go away??" Rather annoyed and pissed off I stalked off thinking, "Fine then! I'll go off!" In a way I was trying to get attention. Erm. Ok, I was trying to get attention. Well there was this other boy there. He was there when the weird dancing thing was going on. So him and another started going after me. "Hey, where did -insert name- go?" Worried looks. Well, being the grumpy brat I was, I sped up. Or tried to. My alien body thing was too squat and my legs were too short to get up to my full strides. And for some reason I was wearing some weird shoe thing(blue) that were like sandals so dirt kept on getting into them. In some vague corner of my mind I was going to kick off my shoes and start running because I could hear the other two catching up to me. Well, I started running but I didn't get my shoes to come off. I couldn't run really fast because again, my legs were too short?so I kinda waddled?I ran/waddled out of the wooded area into this hilly grassy part. Needless to say, they caught up to me. I'm not sure what happened next but the next thing I knew is that the good looking boy had me on my back and settled rather nicely between my legs?uh..yea. He started questioning me? Then we were suddenly on our stomachs, and facing each other with this other guy. I was still a 'alien' but my body felt human. He was tan with short brown curly hair. We started talking. The other guy worked in some tavern and one of the aliens was left there though and would get drunk?The guy mentioned something about how the old alien at first preferred women and now preferred boys. The boy that was on top of me before said something and the guy answered yes?implying that he was considered one of those 'preferred boys'. I felt kinda disgusted?eww? Then I woke up. Rolled over. And went back to sleep and dreamt again. Since this is already WAY too long, I'll shorten it. It was about the pretty boy(RT person)?he was high off of his mind so we stuck him in this car with a detective that was somehow one of our friends. Then I got woken up for dinner. ?it was strange..but not really. Because the pretty boy was high off of his mind when me and a couple of friends saw him. I just hope he didn't get in trouble..that was what the dream was about. Us trying to get him out of trouble.... A few days before I had this dream...this is just the ending of it: I was just kinda watching from the outside. There was this one guy guarding this room. His allies were somewhere else. He was linked up to this weird golden thing(can't describe it really), and then this blond anime style boy popped up. They started having this face off thing. The blond boy was an alien. Then this black haired anime style man(I KNOW I've seen this guy in some manga) knocked on the door. He was evil...but he was supposed to be one of the guarding guy's alies. Since he didn't give the agreed on password, the guarding guy knew that he had been tricked. The evil black haired man threw some spell that caused this yellow poisonous fog to build up in the room...I don't know what happened to the guarding guy, but I was then kinda crawling on the floor then to avoid the poisonous gas(but I wasn't affected by it)?I saw the alien boy stagger pass me?his eyes were lined green and like those stereotypical alien wide eyes thing?cept he was cute. Well, here comes the amusing part(now that I think about it). While I was crawling towards the door, this comic like dragonfly who was affected by the gas was wobbling in circles on two legs. I went "AWWWW!!!" (and I think I might have said this outloud cause it felt really real) I felt bad for it since it was going to die all because of the stupid war thing going on.
There are moments that change your life, where the road unexpectedly turns and new horizons have opened to sun-starved eyes. I had such a dream that changed me... I was sitting in a stream at the bottom of a gully. Upon the side bloomed brilliant, warm yellow flowers. On top of hte rise, was two old oaks, with someone's silhouette reflected between them from the sun behind him. I do not know who he was, but he was laughing down at me; with that simple action, he touched my soul, for I knew he was with me - through everything, he was there. The place where I was sitting, I could see through the water down to the sandy bottom, and it was then that I could hear the roar of the waterfall behind me, my stomach churned at the sound of the water harshly hitting the rocks beneath. I gazed ahead of me, and there the water turned eerie and dark, rotting reeds swaying to a breeze that I did not like, and the crags overhead loomed ominously, and froze my heart in fear. However I looked back up at my friend, dug my toes into the golden sand, and let the sun warm my shoulders, and knew no fear, no anxiety. I was loved, even if it was for a moment, and for that moment I lived forever.
I have this weird dream i am making out with this guy i used to like and his friend i dated comes between us just like he always really did but me and him still continue to kiss and we start to oh well you know what i mean i think i really have feelings for this guy but i don't know what to do since i have a boyfriend now i am really in love with Monday, November 19, 2001
Snakes. When I lived at home with my parents I had dreams about snakes wrapping themselves around my legs and ankles. I would try to kick them off, but more and more would appear. When I was about to completely panic I woke up, usually sweating, and the bedclothes would be lying on the floor. These dreams started in my early teens and occurred maybe half a dozen times a year. They continued until I was married (6 years ago), happened a couple more times and have now died out. Anyone guess at a meaning and why they no longer occur (not that I want them to re-appear you understand!)?
Some dreams are very vivid and can be remembered many months later. I had a dream several weeks ago that I have had many times before. For Instance A dream where my teeth are cracking and falling out, quite painlessly but very real. I usually awake at the point of panic. (I think this may have something to do with being English and having to pay high prices for dental care here in America.) Also I sometimes dream of being in a place with a certain item of clothing missing, I'e Shoes, Trousers, Nothing on top or similar. (I think we have all had this dream, maybe its fear of being exposed publicly) My most common dream is that I am having sex in front of many people, it seems like I am behind a booth of some kind and other people are having sex too. Sometimes the people will boo, and sometimes the place is empty. Sometimes others will come up on the stage and join in and it becomes quite weird. (I think this is because I'm a Randy Sod, there is no other explanation..!!)
i have frequent dreams of my teeth falling out en masse. i'll be chewing something and my teeth will start to crumble, and i'll be holding them in my hands. could be because i dont brush them that regularly, but ive only got two cavities, so ive got decent dental hygiene. any ideas? Sunday, November 18, 2001
This dream comes and goes and the times and places in my dream varies, but the underlying plot remains the same. In my dream I am waking up in the morning and i head downstairs. I make sure to note every small detail of the house as I do so, the way my blankets are thrown askew, the color of my pajamas and so forth. I get downstairs and go to the kitchen, there is no one home. I look at the clock on the microwave and it reads 10:52 AM. I head to the front door which is located at the bottom of my stairwell, and I look outside to see if my mothers car is in the driveway. It is not, so I close the door and look upstairs. What I see sends me into a panicked frenzied, state of mind. For what is standing at the top of my stairs is what appears to be my father (who had passed away some years ago) But this is just a shell for when I look into the eyes all I feel is this evil horrifying feeling. That the thing I am gazing upon is some demon of sorts.. The eyes are blood red, and I am frozen with fear. The monster lunges toward me in one swift motion and this is where I wake up. The craziest part of this dream is that everytime I awaken, and I check the clock, it is the exact same time that it was in my dream, and I had checked all the same details of the house and they are also the same. Please if someone thinks this means something or can relate, comment.. thank you.
In my dream I am on a weird beach with a wall behind me, then a tidle wave comes over me and the other people. The weight is crushing and then the waves fall back. Then figures surround me and I comfort them, they are large like 20ft prehistoric men. I awake
In my dream I can see feet of a man. He is going over the road and in that point I can see the sidewalk. He continues to walk, he hits the sidewalk and falls down.I have this dream all the time. What does it mean?!
I often have a dream in which I see feet of a man who is walking. He is going over the road and then I can see the sidewalk.He continues to walk and he hits the sidewalk and falls down. I have this dream all the time. What does it mean!?
Here is a really interesting one (cyclicly returning here and there during last 6-7 years): Like, all the nations in the world agreed to solve their mutual disputes not by the means of war anymore, but instead by taking part in some strange sport-like duel. It's being organized annualy, within a huge "arena" surrounded by high concrete walls, and has artficial lakes, hills, deserts, etc. Every side has it's army and they are killing each other with real bullets and shells, but only such "conventional" arms is allowed. The bad thing is that I'm taking part in the show as one of the "gladiators" :) At the end of the "match", gates of the "arena" gets opened, they carry out the dead and the winner is awarded (and some contracts gets signed, like there was a real war held). In my head there is always a floor-plan of the "arena", I even had it drawn somewhere. Nice :) Greeting to all, Max.
Hi all, I'm having this recurring dream in which I went around my house checking and locking the windows and doors, feeling kind of anxious at the same time. Is there any hidden message in my dream? Thanks for your advice.
i had a really weird dream about a house THE HOUSE OF ECSTACY.basically, i had read some book by alfred hitchcock and as i slept i saw things materialising from the book.there is this house-huge,old,dilapidated,in shambles.i meet somebody there--somebody who is blurred to my memory.this woman(as i guess her to be)tells me she's been captured for long in the house and i wonder if there is an iota of sincerity in what she says until i see a sage (i guess the capturer).the woman sobs a lot ,asks me to get her out of there.since she is beautiful and charming, i trust her and promise to get her some help once i get out from the house.just then i wake up.the woman is etched in my mind.i want to help her but i can't remember the address of that drat house...do you know the whereabouts of that house?
I had a dream that I was standing on the railroad tracks that were under a bridge near a river and the actor "Paul Gross" was with me in his mountie uniform. I had a hugh crush on him because of his show "Due South". Anyway, he was holding me and even though no words were spoken, I got the feeling that something was over but I didn't know what. At the time I was in a relationship that was clearly over an done with, but I just couldn't end it cleanly. I think my dream was trying to tell me that I needed to break up with this person, but I just could't see myself doing it.
I had a dream that I was standing on the railroad tracks that were under a bridge near a river and the actor "Paul Gross" was with me in his mountie uniform. I had a hugh crush on him because of his show "Due South". Anyway, he was holding me and even though no words were spoken, I got the feeling that something was over but I didn't know what. At the time I waas in a relationship that wasclearly over an ddone with burt I just could'nt end it cleanly. I think my dream was trying to tell me that I needed to break up with this person, but I just could't see myself doing it. Saturday, November 17, 2001
Within the last few years I had this completely vivid, weird, ironic, and humorous dream.Now what I remember about it is this.setting : a golf course type sporting venue i mean it was pretty and green with huge trees Next add people everywhere(fans)and even sportscasters talking Then cutsie striped tents all over the place and me being a caddy ,to get this ,george lucas and steven speilberg they would go from tent to tent tossing gold rings at mens pants the sportscasters would comment on it and i would give them tossing advice. being a never married 30-something the symbolism was not lost on me for those that it was george and steven is my generations dreamspinners and it appears my subconscious is telling me that the dream isover good game and you are not participating just sitting on the sideline since then i am not married so i did not panic but my subconscious is right
Within the last few years I had this completely vivid, weird, ironic, and humorous dream.Now what I remember about it is this.setting : a golf course type sporting venue i mean it was pretty and green with huge trees Next add people everywhere(fans)and even sportscasters talking Then cutsie striped tents all over the place and me being a caddy ,to get this ,george lucas and steven speilberg they would go from tent to tent tossing gold rings at mens pants the sportscasters would comment on it and i would give them tossing advice. being a never married 30-something the symbolism was not lost on me for those that it was george and steven is my generations dreamspinners and it appears my subconscious is telling me that the dream isover good game and you are not participating just sitting on the sideline since then i am not married so i did not panic but my subconscious is right
Within the last few years I had this completely vivid, weird, ironic, and humorous dream.Now what I remember about it is this.setting : a golf course type sporting venue i mean it was pretty and green with huge trees Next add people everywhere(fans)and even sportscasters talking Then cutsie striped tents all over the place and me being a caddy ,to get this ,george lucas and steven speilberg they would go from tent to tent tossing gold rings at mens pants the sportscasters would comment on it and i would give them tossing advice. being a never married 30-something the symbolism was not lost on me for those that it was george and steven is my generations dreamspinners and it appears my subconscious is telling me that the dream isover good game and you are not participating just sitting on the sideline since then i am not married so i did not panic but my subconscious is right
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I always have dreams that I am being bitten on the tips of my fingers, almost always by a snake. Sometimes the snake bites the fleshy part of my palm, like near the thumb, and I can feel the fang going into my hand, and it kind of gets stuck. Is this weird?!!!? Ya think there is some sort of physiological reason for this, like maybe the position I sleep in cuts off the circulation to my hands, and I am feeling pins and needles?
I ALWAYS..... ever since I graduated from high school, about 6 years ago... I ALWAYS have dreams about being back in high school, and having driven there (I never drove to school; I didn't get my license til I was 19), and when I get out of class and it's time to go home, I cannot remember where in the heck I parked my car. I am wandering around the parking lot, and starting to really panic. I then realize that my car has been stolen, and I am in deep doo-doo.
(Rather important Note: I am a bisexual female, and I have a girlfriend) Crazy dream... I had this dream that I was in a rowboat, on this lazy river, with this girl from my childhood whom I cannot stand... we never got along, she is the only person in my life I can honestly say I had any open conflict with. Anyway, we were in this rowboat, and it was a very surreal atmosphere. I cannot explain it. And at first, we were embracing, just like, hugging... and then we were kissing. Then I start thinking to myself, "What the hell am I doing?? I can't stand this girl!!! This isn't (insert my girlfriend's name here) !!!! Aaahh!!! This has got to stop!!". And then I woke up.
Crazy dream... I had this dream that I was in a rowboat, on this lazy river, with this girl from my childhood whom I cannot stand... we never got along, she is the only person in my life I can honestly say I had any open conflict with. Anyway, we were in this rowboat, and it was a very surreal atmosphere. I cannot explain it. And at first, we were embracing, just like, hugging... and then we were kissing. Then I start thinking to myself, "What the hell am I doing?? I can't stand this girl!!! This isn't Friday, November 16, 2001
okay, i got one that i'm curious about... a lot of the dream escapes my memory right now, but the only thing that i could remember was the most vivid part of the dream: i was swimming on the surface of a very large body of water- there was absolutely no land in sight at all. i then go under, which isn't a problem at first. the water was very clear, but i could vaguely see the bottom of the ocean floor- it seemed to go on forever. anyway, i look ahead only to see an EXTREMELY huge underwater statue of a very beautiful woman- this statue had to be at LEAST the size of the Statue of Liberty and it had the same stance. the statue looked very life-like... she was smiling and she kinda looked like a beauty pageant contestant, but you could tell it was a statue. suddenly, i became overwhelmed with a strong sense of panic as it seemed that the currents or gravity or something was pulling me closer and closer to the statue. i tried to swim away, but i was fighting a losing battle. the thing that sticks in my mind the most was the overwhelming panic that i felt and the statues very life-like features. what does this all mean?
Alright a longtime ago I sortof dated this guy who I didn't like and our last encounter ended badly. But I've started dreaming of me and him having wild passionate monkey love every night I wake up confused because on a consious level I couldn't stand this guy but I keep help but think that I may having some feeling for this this guy deep down that are just starting to show up in my dream. IF anyone reading this agrees with please comment. Leigh
Several years ago I was having a terrible argument with my best friend about alcohol abuse. He and I had just moved far away from each other for college. Anyway, I dreamed that he and I were walking down the street outside my house when a woman came out of the house next door with a dog on a leash and an empty baby stroller. The three of us walked to the end of the block but there was a very tall chain link fence blocking the path. A guard let Charlie and I through the gate, but he told the woman that she couldn't enter because of her dog and she had to turn back. Then Charlie and I continued to walk and the sidewalk began to spiral downward and everything began to get dark. Then ahead of us we could see a bunch of people dressed up like deamons and devils dancing around a big fire. We stopped, and one of them dressed like a harliquin in black and white came up to us. He motioned like he was throwing something at Charlie and then yelled "A curse on you and your family!" Charlie fell backwards into me as though he had been physically hit. We both fell down and then I put his head in my lap. He was unconscious for a few minutes and then he woke up and said "I have to get to my family!" He took off his glasses and jumped up and started running. I ran trying to catch up to him, but always stayed just a few steps behind. Suddenly we were in our high school running through the halls. He was saying that he needed to get to a phone, and I said that there was one in the journalism room (although I never took journalism). So he kept running until we ran into the school auditorium. In the auditorium, a graduation ceremony was taking place. As I ran through the door, an old woman stopped me and said "Stay inside the light." Charlie ran through the seats and towards the front of the theater and I followed. Then he ran through a door and down an iron spiral staircase. I foll
A few years ago I went through a spell where I was afraid of death (paralyzing fear-couldn't stop thinking about dying). Then one night I had a dream that I was a princess in a land of cliffs by the ocean. An illness swept through the land and my baby died and we buried it under the sand out in the ocean. The next day I died from the illness and they buried me the same way. Then I rose up out of the ocean and walked to the beach and my friend Red, who had died when he was 19, was there to meet me. Everything was the same but it was MORE real. No one spoke and there wasn't any telepathy, you just sort of "knew" what you needed to know. There were people walking on the beach and they walked with a purpose but they weren't in a hurry. Then one came over because he/she "knew" that Red wanted to introduce me. It was someone that I had never met before in any lifetime, but again there was the same profound intimacy that I feel when I have dreams of Red. The intimacy isn't a physical kind of thing but of being completely known and accepted and loved unconditionally. I "knew" from this stranger that everything would be all right and then he/she left. Then Red talked to me about something but I don't think I'm supposed to remember that part of the dream for a while yet. I don't remember how the dream ended, but when I woke up I felt so intensely home sick that I wanted to go back. I suffered from feelings of homesickness for over a week after this "dream". I believe I was taken there to see that there is nothing to fear in death.
dying" dreams. =) Dream: I'm in my old intermediate school (which was my school at the time) and I'm just walking down the hall-way when I REALIZED it was a DREAM! It was great! I actually KNEW I was dreaming. Well, I figured now that I had had this breakthrough, I would probably wake up soon, so I had better have as much dream-fun as possible before my awaking. I grabbed my friend Joe, slammed him up against the wall, and yelled "I'M DREAMING! THIS IS A DREAM! THIS IS A DREAM!" and he just sat there with a goofy grin on his face. Then, I knew what I wanted to do. I ran to the nearest stairway, climbed onto the rail, and jumped. But, as I should have guessed, before I hit the bottom, I woke up. What rotten dream luck. haha. It was so funny running around my school shouting I was in a dream. Well, that's the end of that dream. I wish I would have another dream where I realized I was dreaming. Ok, I might not even be back to this site ever again, but I'll try to remember to. If you want to comment on my dreams, feel free to. By the way, I'm 13 and male. Just thought that was something you might want to know. Bye, then! =) (sorry, I made this too long and had to continue it)
Well, here goes. I don't really think most of my dreams mean much, they're usually just plain weird. I think it's because I'm crazy, but I'll leave that up to you. I'm just gonna mention a few dreams I can remember now. Dream: I'm sitting on my bed, playing a video game that is just a blur on the TV screen. When suddenly, wolves bust in through my window and disembowel me. End of dream. I think you can guess why I woke up. I live out in the middle of nowhere and wolves do too. Maybe it meant I was afraid of being disemboweled by wolves? (just a thought) Dream: I walk up the stairs of my old house and look out the window at the top. Starting from the window is a grass hill (where my roof usually hung out) and so I climbed out, ran down the hill, and found a pike. Yes, you heard me, a PIKE! It's like a big long fish with lots of teeth. It was just lying there. Then my brother came out and picked it up. End of dream. I don't have any thoughts on this dream except that I surely am losing my sanity. hahaha Dream: I'm in an old house in the middle of a field. I see a pile of human bones. Suddenly, the bones start levitating and form into a skeleton (with a sword) and it starts chasing me. As I run from it, the one skeleton becomes a whole army of skeletons. *poof* I have a sword. I start swinging at the skeletons, knocking them apart, as I run. I get outside, into the large wheat fields surrounding the house and the dream ends. It was a pretty weird, yet funny, dream. Again, no thoughts on it. Except that maybe I was afraid of skeleton warriors. Dream: I'm walking down a boat pier. I step onto a speed boat and it turns over. I am trapped underneath it, just floating there. With my head in the little bit of air in the boat. I should have just swam down but for some reason my dream wouldn't let me. So I drowned. The end. haha. I sure have a lot of "me Thursday, November 15, 2001
A few weeks after the September 11th attacks I had a dream where I was in a large city. I have been to New York City many, many times and although the city in my dream didn't really look like New York, I knew that that's where I was. I was walking down a street and suddenly these ghost-like apparitions appeared in the distance and were sweeping down an avenue towards me. They looked somewhat like men but they had no feet and were gliding toward where I was standing. For some reason, I knew that these apparitions gliding towards me were called the Omega Men, which I later believed upon waking was biblical in nature. (As in the alpha and the omega, the beginning and the end). In my dream, I remember feeling that something apocalyptic was going to happen if the "Omega Men" managed to capture me. I began firing at them with a rifle but the bullets kept passing through them and while they seemed to slow them down, the gunfire didn't stop them. (Perhaps I should mention that I was a paratrooper in the army and fought in the Gulf War). I woke before the "Omega Men" glided to where I was standing. I'm just curious to see what insight others may have about the dream.
I dreamt that I was this old woman, In an apartment on like the fith floor and I lived in a big city. I was sitting on a chair all alone looking out my window, watching a parade go by. I was crying and I noticed my hands were all wrinkled and from the corner of my eye I could see me hair was white. I felt so lonely and sad. I am 28 not married because I choose not to be and love life, I dedicate myself to my job and son, I just can't figure out what this dream means. Especially when the majority of my dreams I am flyign and fee and feel so happy. Does any one have any imput?? Lori
well how do i explain my self about how i feel about a certin one i like him and feel something towards him but dont love him how can i tell him how i feel but dont wanna end up loseing him if i dont but at trhe same time dont wanna cause dont wanna end up falin in love with him i love you vador
well how do i explain my self about how i feel about a certin one i like him and feel something towards him but dont love him how can i tell him how i feel but dont wanna end up loseing him if i dont but at trhe same time dont wanna cause dont wanna end up falin in love with him i love you vador
I had an extremely positve dream after a day of modest achievement, a family outing of me and my brothers to a beach. I remember the energy of the sea, the power that it had..not in a fearful way, more appreciative and respectful. Surf was way up, there was turbulence, but it was safe to swim in, it was irresistable in the colours and life-giving energies that it had. Looking at a huge headland some kilometres away, one minute it was there, the next it was swallowed by the ocean. At first i was scared, but then realised that this was the ocean's way. we continued playing. There were many other people on the beach. I came up behind a man who was building in the sand, realising it was John Travolta in speedos. I reached around from behind him to touch his groin as he laboured in the sand, not sexually, just some sort of appraisal of his masculinity. I remember thinking as my appraisal "He isn't all that", and despite his look of surprise, i promptly went back to watching my little brother body surf through the waves, rainbow speckled glassy barrels, a halo around him as if he were baptised or a cherub, renewed by the ocean that he was coexisting with. The ocean was alive and it was beautiful to behold.
I had an extremely positve dream after a day of modest achievement, a family outing of me and my brothers to a beach. I remember the energy of the sea, the power that it had..not in a fearful way, more appreciative and respectful. Surf was way up, there was turbulence, but it was safe to swim in, it was irresistable in the colours and life-giving energies that it had. Looking at a huge headland some kilometres away, one minute it was there, the next it was swallowed by the ocean. At first i was scared, but then realised that this was the ocean's way. we continued playing. There were many other people on the beach. I came up behind a man who was building in the sand, realising it was John Travolta in speedos. I reached around from behind him to touch his groin as he laboured in the sand, not sexually, just some sort of appraisal of his masculinity. I remember thinking as my appraisal "He isn't all that", and despite his look of surprise, i promptly went back to watching my little brother body surf through the waves, rainbow speckled glassy barrels, a halo around him as if he were baptised or a cherub, renewed by the ocean that he was coexisting with. The ocean was alive and it was beautiful to behold.
I had an extremely positve dream after a day of modest achievement, a family outing of me and my brothers to a beach. I remember the energy of the sea, the power that it had..not in a fearful way, more appreciative and respectful. Surf was way up, there was turbulence, but it was safe to swim in, it was irresistable in the colours and life-giving energies that it had. Looking at a huge headland some kilometres away, one minute it was there, the next it was swallowed by the ocean. At first i was scared, but then realised that this was the ocean's way. we continued playing. There were many other people on the beach. I came up behind a man who was building in the sand, realising it was John Travolta in speedos. I reached around from behind him to touch his groin as he laboured in the sand, not sexually, just some sort of appraisal of his masculinity. I remember thinking as my appraisal "He isn't all that", and despite his look of surprise, i promptly went back to watching my little brother body surf through the waves, rainbow speckled glassy barrels, a halo around him as if he were baptised or a cherub, renewed by the ocean that he was coexisting with. The ocean was alive and it was beautiful to behold.
I had an extremely positve dream after a day of modest achievement, a family outing of me and my brothers to a beach. I remember the energy of the sea, the power that it had..not in a fearful way, more appreciative and respectful. Surf was way up, there was turbulence, but it was safe to swim in, it was irresistable in the colours and life-giving energies that it had. Looking at a huge headland some kilometres away, one minute it was there, the next it was swallowed by the ocean. At first i was scared, but then realised that this was the ocean's way. we continued playing. There were many other people on the beach. I came up behind a man who was building in the sand, realising it was John Travolta in speedos. I reached around from behind him to touch his groin as he laboured in the sand, not sexually, just some sort of appraisal of his masculinity. I remember thinking as my appraisal "He isn't all that", and despite his look of surprise, i promptly went back to watching my little brother body surf through the waves, rainbow speckled glassy barrels, a halo around him as if he were baptised or a cherub, renewed by the ocean that he was coexisting with. The ocean was alive and it was beautiful to behold.
A week ago I had a bizarre dream, one that seemed so real that I actually remember it a week later! I dreamt that I was part of the French resistence mevement during the last war, yet strangely I was not Frenchman. Somehow I was mixed up with this motely but able collection of men, (and boys). I dreamt a real sense of fear as we held off German attacks and remember the jubilation of the men as French snipers picked off their German counterparts. I also felt the exhaustion, fatigue and uncleanliness of the men, indicating that we had been in the field for some time. The dream ended with a heavy attack by the French fighters, which caused significant damage to the Germans but the enemy launched a heavy counter-attack and our position was over run. I recall the fear of being pursued through a cold and frosty forest with my life hanging in the balance.
Last night i had a wild nightmare. We were gathering to see a fireworks dispay downtown . as we watched we herd to large explotions we all cheered and ran toward the city. moments later we saw to giant planes showering the city . there was the about 15 more low flying planes droping thousands of bombs on the city. we ran to our homes.Men wer falling from he sky. one man told me to look at him . he then blown a mans head of. i looked away in horror. i parade of anarchist walked the street and chanted ''this is what you wanted ''. i drove toward the city trying to save people my car soon shot down a narrow canon and i drove into the sun
about 2 yrs. ago i dreamt i was looking out of the window of my flat and i saw in a neighourring flat a talking plastic woman in a room full of manequines ;the woman was in chains and asking for help; the dream was very vivid so it kinda' sticked in my head ;that's the only time i dreamt this but i still think that this dream was very strange!
i keep having dreams of being in houses,which sounds ok right?the only thing that concerns me is that i go from house to house via a door!!some of these houses are collapsing while others are like mansions.please give me some feedback on this.it's a little disturbing to me.
On the night before my first SAT test I had a rather disturbing dream. I was in elemantary school again and i think i said something bad. The teachers reacted as if i cursed, but i didn't. i was sent to the office and then my teeth fell out! But the freakiest thing about it was that they were BLACK FANGS!! I awoke startled, but i got a 1080 so that wasn't too bad.
TALK ABOUT YOUR WEIRD ONES! I had this dream as a child, probably around the ripe age of ten or eleven and it has haunted me eversince. For those diehard oldschool/Peter Gabriel-led/performance art variety Genesis fans...of which I use to be but have long since outgrown and "moved on," you might notice some similarities between this dream and the song 'Carpet Crawlers.' Although I swear that I dreamt this little dream long before I heart that song! As I said, I was about 10 or 11 when I had the dream and in the dream, I was taking a bath, reclining in a very hot tub after a long day of arduous school activities and the like, just relaxing, soaking, wrinkling, when from under the door, small worm like creatures with giant heads started to appear en mass. Wave after wave came closer to the tub and as they got nearer, I noticed the head seemed very familiar. Slowly, they crept closer and closer to me, across the black and white tile, up the side of the tub as I set there mesmerized. There was one in front but they all looked the same. This chief among the worms got close enough for me to see clearly that he definitly had the head of Sammy Davis, Jr...as did his thousands of minions. He crept up to the side of the tub, smiled at me and started singing 'Candy Man.' And slowly, the entire lot of them started singing with him. I was serenaded in the bathtub by a large choir of Sammy Davis, Jr-headed worms. Very nice creatures they were...and then I woke up. Probably the strangest dream I have ever had...or can remember. To this day I remember it.
Okay... Urrh... this is a rather odd dream, and it was a dream I had about three years ago, but for some reason it sticks with me, as a somewhat disturbing, yet rather funny dream... First of all, it may help you to understand that at the time, I was a 21 yr old virgin (female) who had just started dating someone for the first time. Anyway, on with the dream! I had this big queen-sized bed, and I dreamed that I woke up, looked over, and on the pillow next to me was this.... uhh... penis. It was just sort of lying there, kinda tucked into the covers... and it was SNORING!!!! I just kind of looked at it, turned back over, and went back to sleep. That was the end of the dream. Now, that's GOT to be symbolic of something... I just can't figure out WHAT!!!
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Okay so I would really like some feedback on this one... I have had some form of this dream 3 times and it always makes me feel really sad when I wake up. Okay in my dream I wake up in the hospital and there are flowers and stuff in my room and I ring the nurse because I have just had a baby and I want to see him. The nurse comes in and tells me that I cannot see my baby because it is after hours. I tell her that there were people visiting all day and that I have still not gotten to be ALONE with my child. Its like I really NEED to be with him by myself to like connect or something and they won't let me have him. I try to get out of bed and I can't because I am in pain. I beg and beg but they won't let me have my baby. I always wake up with this horrible sad-empty feeling that stays with me all day. I am a college student and I don't have any kids although I would like to have some someday in the future. I just don't know what this dream means and it scares me a little.. Lemme know what you think!
I had this dream a day or two after the terrorist attacks. My sister and roommate were hanging out with Paul Simon and he had just accepted Allah and decided that he was the new spokesman for Terrorism and all that. We went out to a nightclub, where no one else came to watch his performance. After taking him out to a pasture area we tried to convince him it was not going to be a very popular career move to wear a turban and shout "Jihad" in every tune he played. He thought we were right, but couldn't tear himself away from his faithfulness. I awaoke when I realized I was trying to rape him.
At the time of this dream my Grandmother had been dead about 15 years. I dreamed I was standing in front of my Grandmother's home on Wilson Street in Cleburne Texas. Her white-painted frame house was built sometime in the 20s or 30s - very much a small town Texas house. It was on a double lot so that the backyard went all the way to the street behind her's. The back half of the lot was all garden and peach trees. I was walking down the gravel driveway, past the iris growing at the side of the house. When I got to the backyard there was a beautiful golden light over everything. I burst into tears.
I HAVE ONLY DREAMT THIS ONCE BUT THAT WAS ENOUGH. I WAS IN MY PICKUP DRIVING ABOUT 50 MPH WHEN I REALIZED MY 5 YR OLD SON WAS IN THE BACK. HE WAS STANDING UP AND I THOUGHT IF I SLOW DOWN IT WILL JERK HIM BACK IF I CONTINUE TO DRIVE HE WILL FALL, I KNOW HE WILL. SO I BEGAN TO SCREAM AT HIM "SIT DOWN, NOW" I THEN SEE TWO OF HIM AND I WATCH IN SLOW MOTION AS THE FIRST ONE FALLS, AND THEN THE NEXT ONE SLOWLY FALLS AND AS I SLOW DOWN I AM WATCHING HIM ROLE VIOLENTLY DOWN THE ROAD. IT WAS SO AWFUL I WOKE UP AND CRIED AND JUST HAD TO BE NEAR MY SON.
About nine months ago I had a dream that I was very sick.About three days after I got sick I died I came back though to take care of my husband and two children.The thing about it though was that they could not see me but they could her me.I would still help my daughter get ready for school do her hair set out her clothes.As for my son he isn't in school yet I was still my housewife self and I took care of him while my husband was at work.It was like I was invisiable but I wasn't I was dead. (Altough I died I was not scared it was kind of spiritial I guess Cleansing of the soul.) What I mean by that is I used to have real bad anxiety problems could not go anywhere could not sleep, couldn't meet new people or anything.And now I have no more problems.Dont get me wrong it didn't stop over night but within three weeks I was a new person and life was worth living.
I had a dream I was in a parking lot and at the other end ofthe lot was a girl I hated her buddies drove up beside her and she said get her. i started to run when these guys shot me in the arm and told me to get out of town. I said i don't have any money for gas to leave town. they said we dont want you here and they peed into their pop bottles and poured it into my gas tank and then i woke up
Last night: I dreamt that Harry Connick, Jr. had moved in next door to me. He said he was tired of his life and wanted to get away from it all and live simple. We sat around every night eating dinner together and watching T.V. Then I told my friends that he was living next door, and they didn't believe me. I told Harry I was bringing them home for dinner, and he suggested we barbecue. But when I brought my friends home to meet him, he was stinking drunk causing a scene. Lea
I had a dream about 2 months ago that my best friend was giving birth in a room & yelled at me to help her, I told her I can't, I might do something wrong. I told my friend about this dream the following week & told her to be careful because I had such a strange dream, she laughed & told me I was crazy...last week she left out of state without telling those closest to her, including myself. I've come to find out she is about 2 months pregnant. I know she left because she was probably feeling she was at a dead-end. When I remembered having this dream & what happened in reality put goosebumps up my spine.
This isn't a dream. I know I was half asleep when it occured. I was lying in bed trying to go to sleep, when I felt myself being pulled down (sort of floating downward), my eyes clouded and I couldn't see. I tried to move my arms, but I couldn't feel them. I opened my mouth to shout, but nothing came out. I tried to clear my eyes but I couldn't. Then, I felt as if I were rising up, and then I regained my sight and feelings. It was really weird. It took me awhile to get back to bed.
A few months ago, I had an awful dream. I dreamt that I was in an old adobe nunnery. I was escorting one of the elderly nuns to her 3rd floor living quarters. Her room was down a hall that was blocked off by a board about half-way through. Her room number was 13, and it was the room just befor the blockade. As soon as I opened the door, I heard screaming. I could feel pain pulsing from the walls, and I sensed that someone had violently died down this hall. Then, a ghostly image of a man ran out of the wall and he was being chased by a woman with a knife. The woman stopped chasing the man, and came after me. We wrestled on the ground and I grabbed the knife away. Sometime during this, my brother and sister appeared. The woman possessed my brother, and he began to chase me and my sister. He chased us outside, and I began to pray in my dream. The scene changed and I was in the living room to my old house, and hanging from the swinging light fixture was a creature (I can't explain how it looked) and it told me "Do you understand why I can't come to you again." I wanted to ask what it meant and then I was just flooded with a sense of complete peace (actully the sensation was beyond peace and joy, it was an incredible feeling) and brilliant, vibrant colors. Then like all good things it came to an end, and I awoke
This dream happened a few years ago.... I was asleep in the bed with my husband when I felt a presence standing over me, on my side of the bed. I woke up, I think, and I saw a silohuette of a tall man in an overcoat and a fedora shaped hat on. In his hand was a long sharp knife. He came forward and went right through me and the bed! It seemed so real! I was shaken for some time. Another dream that I have quite often is one where I am in a state of paralysis. I feel like I know when I am going to have these dreams because the house gets extremely still at bedtime. Everyone is asleep but me in the bed. I"ll hear a real wicked laughter and then my body cannot move. My eyes are open, I am staring at my husband, I am yelling out his name, but he cannot hear me. All movement feels like it is only internal. I give myself one great jerk and I am free of the paralysis. What is that all about?
I have this dream every month and it's disturbing because the dream always makes me cry when I wake up. In the dream Iam running from this group of people that are similiar to a cult. I find a garage to hide in for a while. In the gararge are my mom and siblings levitating over trash cans. I tell them to stop and they float out of the garage and I start running from the group of people again. I end up tried of running and I attack one of the group members with a sharp object. the rest of the group evaporate and I go back to the garage where I was hiding and livitate over a trash can.
I fell asleep near a big window in my renovated attic. Shortly after I was flying out the window very fast.....I looked down and saw the garden, the grass the trees......I suddenly began to panic and I forced myself back into my body. Was this an out of body experience? I did have the sensation of being seperated from my body? This happened 7 years ago but I recall it as if it were yesterday. Sandra
This is the most scary dream I ever had...... I dreamed that I was sleeping in bed with my wife, which is exactly what I was doing. We both looked up and saw a shirt hanging from a hook over our bed. She said that I hadn't put away my shirt. As I looked at the shirt I saw that it had an hour glass shape and was a woman's blouse, not a man's shirt. I told her it was not my shirt, but she was already back asleep. As I watched the shirt it slowly turned and I heard the slow spooky clanging of coat hangers. It revolved faster and I saw two eyes appear above the blouse. It was somebody, something so I asked "Who are you?" and the only way that I could hear it's reply was to completely stop breathing. Then I heard it reply "Linda". Who is Linda? I thought to myself. Then it hit me that Linda was the name of my wife's deceased Mother. I then woke up with goose bumps all over my body and I was shivering with fear. A dream or a ghost?
I had a dream about a month ago that I was driving down the street in the city that I live in with my 2 year old in her car seat. As I was driving, I noticed there were rocks falling beside me and crushing the road. I looked up into the clear, blue sky and could see specks falling to the earth. I recognized these to be boulders falling all over the place. I was very nervous because there was no place to go to keep the two of us safe. I thought to myself, "I've got to get home." Then I realized that I wouldn't be safe there either. I felt very scared and then I heard a voice that said, "Find the Lord before you need Him." I'm not the most religious person even though I consider myself a believer of the christian faith. This is the first time I've had this sort of dream. Has anyone else dreamt something like this before? Lacey
Last night I had a dream that I was decappitated. I was back in old times. They used a Giuttine and everything. The only part I remember is bending over waiting for the blade to drop. My mother said that this might have been a way that I died in a past life.
The other night I had a dream that I was being chased by the FBI or some other Intelligence breau for my sketchbook.I have no idea why I remember looking out of my window and there was a hellicopter flashing a light looking for me. I've never been SO frightened in a dream before.
I used to have lots of nightmares about being chased by monsters. Then one night I was being chased down a hall by a dinosaur and found myself cornered when the hall ended. I had no place to go. I remembered reading that dream monsters couldn't hurt you, so I stood my ground and gritted my teeth and waited. When the monster reached me he stopped, stood a second, then turned and walked away complaining to himself. Then I turned and saw the hall ended in an elevator. I took the elevator up several floors and found myself back at some vacation property my parents used to own. I spent the rest of the dream water skiing. I felt great when I woke up! I haven't dreamed of monsters since.
I had this dream about 15 years ago, but it still stands as the single most vivid dream I've ever had. I am standing on a featureless plain looking at a city in the distance. I move towards the city with a sense of adventure. Before I actually get to the city's limits I pass through several blocks of cars, crushed and stacked neatly several stories tall. I'm wondering what happened. Then there's a gap perhaps 100 yards across before the city itself starts. It's all in sepia tone, brown and white. The whole city is deserted. There is a "presence" watching over the city and I can feel it doesn't want me there, but my curiosity drives me forward. The buildings are tall, but in an 1890's kind of architecture. I feel like an archeologist as I move from one storefront to another trying to figure out what happened, where everyone went. I never went inside any of the buildings, although I desperately wanted to. To do so would surely alert the "presence" to my location, and that would be bad. The dream ended before I had gone more than a couple of blocks, and when I woke up I was very upset because I felt I had been cheated out of a great discovery (maybe it's just as well... if the "presence" had discovered me things could have turned ugly).
I used to have this dream quite often, that I was flying with the birds. I was human, but, I was flying all over the place with birds, and we'd land on buildings then take off again. From a standing position, I could take flight. I sometimes would dream, not that I was flying with birds, but, was just with family or whoever, and would be running and needing to jump over something, and when I would, I would retain flight, then softly land. The feeling of being able to fly was ..."awesome". It was such a free feeling. I haven't had a dream like these in some years, but, to this day, can still remember the feeling.Does anybody know what dreaming of "flying" signifies??
I had a recurring dream as a child that only occured when I was sick and had a fever. It was very confusing and I always woke from it in a panic... and sweating from the fever. It always started with a feather drifting along past normal everyday objects; chairs, tables, etc. Then the feather would drift across the front of large pipe organ. As it drifted past the pipes it would be sucked in a pipe and be blown out the top, then drift down to be sucked up again, this would happen a few times and then the feather would drift by an angry queen on a throne, she looked like the evil queen in Disney's Snow white. Suddenly It was as if I was at the bottom of a large hill and tractor tires were rolling rapidly by me (No tractors attached...just the tires bouncing along.) They'd always come very close to hitting me but would either whizz past or bounce over me. The dream would always end with two infants fighting one another, but they fought like they were adults, kicking and punching, scratching and pulling hair. They cried like babies, but fought fearsomely. I would yell and plead with them to stop fighting but they would ignore me. For some reason or another I felt like if they didn't stop fighting, the world would end. At this point, the dream always became too much for me to stand, and I would wake in a fright, dripping with sweat. Tuesday, November 13, 2001
I've been having this reacurring dream for about a year now. It may sound kinda dumb to everyone else but it sure scares me. Anyways, i'm sitting in a restaurant with all of my friends and I happen to brush my tongue against my teeth. I excuse myself and go the the bathroom, only to see that all of my teeth are falling out. Theres no blood or pain but one by one they all fall out. They grow in and fall out, grow in and fall out. Finally they are all gone and I go back to our table. No one even notices. When I wake up I run to the bathroom and my teeth are just killing me. Yeah I know weird...but hey!! Anyone know what this could mean???
I had a really vivid dream once that the world had been nuked and people werew zooming around on wheels instead of legs and were attached to drips. I also dream often of vast quantities of water. A massive tidal wave or my old school full of water up to a few feet off of the ceiling. I shared a dream once with my partner. He was in my dream and pointing to his arm. I woke and he had his arm extended and was pointing to it! Freaky.
I used to have this dream when I was really young. I don't have it anymore, but it is still always in my mind. I would fall into a deep sleep and then find myself in a library. The library was old, and musky smelling, and so tall I couldn't see the top of the shelves. They seemed to go on forever. Then I would climb to the top of the ladder, ( you know, the one that would slide back and forth so you could get to all of the high books ) and I would play on it for a little while. Then, I would jump, and find myself flying around the room. I would wish and wish that I would wake up and be able to fly, and as I got closer to awaking, and happier knowing I was still flying and maybe possibly fly when I awoke, I would fall so fast towards the floor. I would have this feeling of guilt, knowing that I was being greedy for trying to make something that was so wonderful into so much more. This dream stays with me still to this day.
I used to have this recurring dream when I was young. In the dream there was a cupboard in my parents room that was foreboading. There were other children in the house I didnt know and they would disappear. Idiscovered that in the cupboard was a vial tat contained what looked like lots of mothballs. It turned out that these 'mothballs' floating in the liquid in the vial were the missing people.
This was a vivid realistic dream that I once had. I can't forget it. It concerns a deceased friend of mine. I was sick with a bad cold and as I finally fell to sleep I dreamed. In the middle of the dream I saw an old friend of mine and she called my name. We hugged and I kissed her all over her face. I felt a great sense of relief and I congratulated her on surviving death. She tells me to hold on and she is coming back and we are going on a double date. When she returns she has her boyfriend and a pretty girl for my date. They are also deceased. We go to a nice restaurant and then see a show and we all have a very nice time. As it ends my date is looking at me funny, so I ask my old friend what is wrong. She tells me that my date wants me to kiss her goodnite, but I don't because she is not my true love. I tell her that I don't kiss on first dates. Then they all begin to walk down the street until I see that the street ends in a tall barricade. It looks like the old Berlin Wall of Cold War days and I run ahead and climb up it. I am scared because the other side is much further down than my side and I'm afraid that if I fall in I won't get back up. There are streets and buildings and people on the other side and I quickly realize it is the city of the dead. I am not scared as I awake, but I am sure that my old friend is OK somewhere.
Hey, I need some help. I had a dream recently that I had a penis stuck to my neck and couldn't get it off. I woke up with a read mark on my neck from rubbing it all night and am now wondering what that meant. Any suggestions?
I work in law enforcement and one morning my boss came into the office and told me that he was so worried about me because he had an awful dream. This was his dream: A bunch of us from work were having a party outside. My boss looked over and saw me on a horse in a man-made lake. There were three dogs on the horse and the horse was swimming. The dogs jumped off of the horse and were swimming when the dogs started to drown. I jumped off of the horse and swam towards the dogs. I was trying to save the dogs and my boss and another person from work were yelling at me to stop. Then I went under and two of the dogs went under. My boss was panicking because he couldn't find me and said i had died. He was worried about telling my parents that I died. What does this dream mean? Thanks
I had a dream that God came to take all the people up to heaven with him. I was outside and I saw a golden light coming down, and music playing. I looked up and thought, "God take me with you!", and I fell backwards with peace in my mind and my heart. Then I woke up.
I went to sit on the seat, and I slipped off falling onto a boat, I was laying face up like a turtle on its back on top of the outboard motor, the motor started and reversed out of the boathouse at full speed. I was trying to get up but couldn't move, like gravity had suddenly got heavy and I couldnt struggle free. I finally was able to get up and wrestled control slowing the boat, narrowly missing a tug boat driven barge. I looked back and saw the precarious path my boat had made through a gauntlet of moored boats without hitting any of them. I started going forward back to the boathouse and the motor coughed, sputtered and pitched me off the front of the boat into the water, then sputtered again and raced off toward the end of the lake. I tread water, blinking, watching the boat speed off away from with no one at the controls. Shaun
I had a dream once where I was walking with 2 other friends of mine and these 2 men came running in front of us with guns. One man shot my friend, so I pulled a gun out and shot him and run behind a metal post. The other man found me, pointed the gun directly in my face, and pulled the trigger. I DIED in my dream, I remember thinking, "so this is it?" My body became weightless and collapsed to the ground as everything went black and then I woke up.
Several weeks after a discussion with some friends about who had ever had the experience of dying in one's dream (no one had) I had the following dream, which had to have lasted all of 5 seconds: I found myself freefalling down a very tall, very large black box. When I hit the concrete bottom I felt no pain, just a sensation like that of quickly melting ice cubes so fluid that my self melted out with it in one cartoon like motion. As I "melted" away from my body, I had a feeling of love that grew stronger, more profound and all encompassing as I left my body; but not so much that I had no intelligence left. At that point I woke up. Wow, what a feeling. Not like the love for a lover or your family. Much stronger and with no tears or fears. Maybe a "brave love" would be a good way to put it.
I often have dreams about being pursued and having to climb through jungle gyms, apartment complexes or in the evil walls of houses and their attics. I wake up often, because I am a light sleeper and never reach an end in these dreams. I am a corrections officer and am always having dreams of going down into dungeons to take care of the inmates, never really getting to them, but always taking elevators, dark hidden staircases or chutes that are dark and bumpy like at a water park. I am usually the one who is leading and taking command. I often have dreams of being a survivor in a world that is destroyed, always with my son at my side, trying to keep him safe. These are the recurring scenarios that I visit each night or day, depending on my shift, sometimes the places are the same, but sometimes not. I've boughten books about dreams and have persued the thought that I might have a little clairavoyance and have yet to find the answer. Thanks Vickie
I had this dream about 10 yrs. ago but it still haunts me to this day. In my dream I am a man which is strange cuz I am a woman. Anyway it takes place long, long ago like in Moses times. I lead all these people away from our village or community and set out into the desert to start a new one. Now at this point i am me (the female me) watching the male me in my dream and knowing that a special day is approaching soon and all I feel is dread. When the day comes I run and hide from my "people" but they find me and take me to a round room with a pedastal of some sort in the middle of it. On this pedastal are 2 poles connected to each side of what looks like a huge vase. They place me on top of this vase and my arms are strapped to the poles. They then start chanting "Are you Satan, Are you Satan." I am screamin "NO" each time they chant. Then I finally scream "YES" and the vase thingy I'm standing on pivots so now I'm upside down and water (?) is washing over me from the vase. I wake up scared to death. I have never had the dream since but haven't been able to forget it either.
In this dream, the people on earth were receiving messages from outer space. The message gave instructions on how to form a wormhole on earth to travel across the universe to another world. Only about ten people could go at a time, and the wormhole was an amusement park-like ride, and was automatically a big hit w/ the people on earth. I decided to go, but I had a bad feeling about it. I told the people I work with not to go near the wormhole, but that I would go, because I'm never physically hurt in my dreams, I'm always just an observer. Keeping this is mind, I got on the "ride" (It was like Space Mountain) and in the form of black space with green grids and vortexes, my fellow companions and I rode the wormhole to the other side of space to follow those who had gone before us. But those who had gone before us, however, were doomed as were the people with me. When we reached the other side, it was like an airport hangar...but with skinned carcasses of human beings hanging in rows on either side of our riding car, hung like beef in a slaughterhouse. It turns out, it was a Trojan Horse signal...a means of convincing humans to travel thru space so that something(s) could eat us. Pretty clever. Any thoughts, contact Sorrells_Wollstonecraft@home.com
my mother is a third grade teacher who leads a fairly monotonous exhistance. during the day she lives a perfectly normal life but at night a world of bizarre occurence throttles in her brain. one night she had a dream that she had a baby except her baby was me! (her 17 year old son) it was modern time and my birth had something very specifically to do with my mothers pining to hold me in church. the only problem was that at birth, thick, matted hair that ran from my forehead,down my neck, and all over my back had to be shaved at the hospital before they could bring me home. (and you think your family is wierd)
In this dream, I first saw an aeroplane fly across the sky, a big aeroplane, and very closely followed by a smaller and slightly different one. Once these two aeroplanes went out of sight, these 2 planes would come back into sight again, flying from a different direction this time. On the road, I saw a taxi going to the left, followed by a motorcycle. This was also repeated a few times, but in a slightly less intensity than the aeroplanes. The direction also seemed to change. I left the room, and when I came back, the sky had changed from a clear blue sky to the sky you see at night. The windows which were opened then were also closed now. I wanted to see the car and motorcycle again, and I opened the window. Immediately a voice cried out 'Don't play with the windows!'and for some reason I closed the window. Suddenly, a figure dashed across my closed windows. I think this is a vision... but I shall not give any interpretation. Monday, November 12, 2001
I HAVE HAD THESE DREAMS WHERE I'M IN MIDAIR AND SPEEDING ACROSS THE OCEAN, THERE IS A BIG WHITE BALL COMING FAST RIGHT INTO ME. BUT AS IT GETS 5 FEET FROM HITTING ME I WAKE UP AND I'M SCREAMING . THERE HAVE BEEN ALOT OF THESE DREAMS EXSPECIALY WHEN I WAS HAVING SEQUIRES, I BELIEVE THAT MY BODY/SOUL/MIND IS FIGHTING OFF THE BAD/AGLY SPIRTS WHO WANT TO TAKE ME. BUT I WILL NOT GIVE IN I'M A FIGHTER AND HAVE A PERSON WHO'S PROTECTING ME ALL THE TIME. DON'T GIVE INTO THE BAD THINGS IN LIFE KEEP THE FIGHT UP!!!!!!
Okay,I am going to explain this the best that i can ,but it is pretty confusing. One night I dreampt that I was having a bad dream and that it was so bad that i was trying to pinch myself so i would wake up but i couldn't move my hand.Since that dream was so real i was trying to pinch myself to wake up because in my dream i was panicking to wake up and it was freaking me out. I don't know how i woke up that morning because i couldn't even wake MYSELF up.All i remember is when i did wake up-i recorded it in my journal because it was the worst dream I ever had.
I had a dream where my son was lying on the bathroom floor of a new boyfriends house of mine, and he was hurt...a few days later my son and his girlfriend get in a car accident after drinking alcohol with the guy. They were both hurt pretty bad. Alot of my dreams are warnings...related to people close to my heart
This is a weird site! But not so weird I won't post my own recurring dream - - it is basically the same thing the the new Microsoft Windows XP commercials show - people flying around, above the street or the trees. In my dream, it's me, and I can see the world below with what is basically a bird's eye view. It started years ago and I still get it periodically, and it's cool!
I dreampt that I was walking through a city, all alone. Suddely everything but me dissapears and i am alone in a black abyss. Then in a flash everything returns. A loud shrill mechanical noise gets louder and louder until im crying for it to stop, and then everything falls down on me and i wake up with that feeling that im falling from the ceiling, into my bed.
I had a nightmare last night that I was throwing up all over the place, and I started drowning in my own vomit, and other people were there and throwing up too. I was also trying to pick it up, so it wouldn't accumulate on the ground, similar to the scene in the anime movie "Akira", where the main character's guts are spilling out, and he picks them up and puts them back into his stomach.
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I always have these dreams that I'm sort of flying but I have to flap my arms and it's very tiring. I'm usually flying away from something- a hunter, a serial killer, a swamp monster...I usually feel very stiff and shaken in the morning...
Not a recurring dream, but very intense. I'm standing in a large room. Looks like an old factory or sweatshop. In the middle of the room, contrasted by the bleak surroundings, are several pieces of high tech equipment. There are 4 or 5 eight-foot-high plexiglass tubes. Inside the tubes are human fetuses in various stages of development. Some type of bizarre cloning experiment? Who knows. It actually gets more disturbing than this, but I'll spare you the details.
I had a dream once that I was hovering. And I had to actually flap my arms to stay in place. I was looking down on a group of people I knew. About 6 feet in the air above them, but I couldn't hear what was said. It was very real and I was exhausted in the morning. Anyone??
I have had this dream often. I see him calling my name but i can't hear him, he looks at me and i try to grasp for him but he looks trough me. Its as if i am not in the space. when i wake i feel this pain in my gut all day!
my dream last night was that i was at work and someone had placed a slip-n-slide on the stairs, so everyone had to sit down and hang on tight to their paperwork and shoot down the stairs. when i did it, my stomach dropped (like when you have the "falling" dream) and at the bottom of the stairs were my sister and her two children, who are twins. my niece, who is one and half years old, was in a pickle jar filled with salty pickle juice, holding her breath underwater, trying to make me laugh. bizarre.
I've only had this dream one time in my whole life, and it scared the s*** out of me.I was in this maze with my family, and alot of other families, were basically trying to get away from these people,(some kind of murderers). Sorta reminds me of the movie "people under the stairs" anyway, i was carrying something very heavy, me and my family were runing and screaming, and crying, but there was no sound, no crys? After going round and round me and a older man (whom which i've never seen before in my life)noticed this opening, it looked sorta like a laundry shoot. For some reason nobody wanted to go down there with us, we were almost like.... forbidden to go down there,as he went down I notice the thing that I was carring, it was my 2 yr old son. after he was gone I proceded to go down the shoot. I don't remember anything about the way down all I remember next is being in this house but every thing was metal, metal floors ,walls, refrigerator, everything!it was very cold. I walk over to my left and notice these huge glass double doors. On the other side of the doors there's a long hall way, brite with celling lights and sparkling white floors. On the left and right sides there were glass cubicals full with "patients" it looked like a psyciatric ward. I was scared to open the doors so I stayed on the other side, just looking. I couldn't find the strange man anymore. i look to my right and there's a man but i can only see the back of his head then a nurse comes,talks for a second then opens her blouse, reveals her breasts, and slices the guy neck. all i see is this guys head fly back ...then there's black smoke everywhere....i'm outside on the lawn, sun is shinnig and I'm looking at this buliding burn. then i see my son and my body lying on the floor. our face is sliced really thin and in between each slice theres a symbol? I was sooooooo scared when i awoke can you tell me what your
Type your post here. I HAVE HAD THIS DREAM QUITE A FEW TIMES - I AM A BIRD BUT NOT REALLY ALMOST LIKE I AM A BIRD ONE MINUTE AND HUMAN THE NEXT. ANYWAY THERE ARE PEOPLE CHASING ME AND TRYING TO KILL ME. I FLY INTO A BARN TO TRY TO GET AWAY AND I KEEP RUNNING INTO THE WALLS AND KEEP RESTING BECAUSE I AM TIRED OF FLAPPING MY WINGS. I WAKE UP AND I AM SO TIRED BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO FLY ALL NIGHT- AT LEAST THAT IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE. I WOULD LOVE TO KNOW JUST WHAT THIS MEANS - ANY IDEAS I was in an amusement park. I walked up to a booth, there were people everywhere, there was a woman behind the booth I've never seen. I'm pretty sure she was important because she had an aura around her. This booth was for making those designs out of colored sand in a jar. I picked out my sand, and when I was done, the woman said that there was not a jar big enough to "reflect" what i wanted to say. Amazed and confused that she actually knew what it was that I was actually trying to achieve. Which was to somehow spell, say, or design, Prophecy. So confused, I walked away and everyone was gone from this carnival and these heavy clouds were starting to form. As if a storm was developing. ??
I dreamed for years that I had visitor skeletons at my house trying to break in. They finally did and when they got in they killed all of my family but when they got to me I woke up.
I've been having dreams with tornados....I live in south florida so its not possible that tornados occur.... but in the dreams there all places i've been in south florida and i am in the tornado.... and its scary.... what does this mean? or does it mean nothing?
i dreamed i had a bug on my face called the wickem bug that was telling me secrets about the terroists and the doctors were trying to find out what it was.
A few years ago, I dreamt, that my wife and I were in England somewhere around 1600. We sat on a hill, looking down on a small village with wooden houses and a muddy road. A man came riding down the road on a charriot pulled by one brown horse. We justr looked and never said a word. Time travelling?
This dream has been going on since I can remember dreaming. It starts deep in the forest at night. Gorillas are chasing me, while I am running, crying, and screaming as I keep looking back over my shoulder. They are so ugly and oddly only have huge faces, no bodies. But, then I get to the end of the forest and there is open green land. Suddenly everything is calm and the gorillas are gone, vanished. My mother is there and I look at her, never saying a word. Before I go on, I must tell you my mother and I are very close, best friends. I grab my mom and blow her up as though she were a balloon. Then I grab a push-pin from my pants and stick her, the balloon. She blows away, making that wheezing sound. I laugh.? End of dream.
O.k. this may be my most open-forum presentation of these dreams.. please comment.. and comment gently! I am now a 25 yr old young man.. but since i was like 12 I have had many dreams involving a reflective surface, and when i look at the surface i was a young girl.. but check it again i was who i was.. but then.. around 18.. one dream in particular self-repeated. I find myself walking a paved street in the middle of nowhere on a dark nite, but i do see bright lights up ahed. When I arrive, I find that it is an amusement park.. feeling curious, but yet safe, i decide to explore.. A "Hall of Mirrors" catches my eye. As i look at each mirror.. i see a full grown woman.. look onto the next mirror.. and a different woman appears.. go back to the first mirror.. and YET ANOTHER woman there... This continues on... until i reach the end.. a hallway enclosed on 3 sides by a mirror. i remember looking at the mirror opposite the entrance.. seeing the refelction as a dark silloette {spelling?}.. and thinking "PERFECT!" Just then "she" walks out of the mirror.. and .. well.. for the lack of a better word.. *ABSORBS* me.. so that i kinda become her. I feel much more confident and sexually attractive as i turn around and walk back down the hall and out the entrance. I wake up as i leave the "Hall" and think "Why did i not check the mirrors on the way out??" Well.. i have had these dreams at least once a month since.. now please.. ask me your questions.. and send me your comments.. please be gentle though.
Last Week I had a dream i was sitting at a computer terminal.. typing away in a language i did not even recognize... but somehow i coupld read what i had typed..
I had a dream that the President's teenage daughters went sneaking off one night and somehow ended up in Afghanistan. The next day, the White House suddenly announced that the war had ended and all bombing stopped. Nothing was seen on television for one whole week except the Peace Conference that Bush had hastily arranged. Leaders from all nations, as well as spiritual teachers, presented many different solutions and, at the end of the week, the American public got to vote on which ones they liked the most. I woke up feeling a whole lot better than I have in a long time.
Type your post here.I HAVE DREAMS EVERYTIME I SLEEP VERY WEIRD ONES.LAST NIGHT I DREAMED ABOUT MY HUSBAND GOING TO THE DOCTOR TO GET FIXED.WELL HE LEFT THE ROOM WITH THE DOCTOR AND I WENT OUTSIDE.THEN I CAME BACK TO THE ROOM AND IT WAS NOT MY HUSBAND IN THE ROOM,IT WAS MY X-BOYFRIEND.AND I HAVE NOT SEEN HIM IN OVER A YEAR.BUT THIS DREAM WAS VERY VIVID.THEN AFTER ME AND MY X LEFT TOGETHER. HOW VERY VERY WEIRD.I ALWAYS HAVE DREAMS OF HIM.THEY WON'T QUIT. SINCERLEY,MARION
I recently had a very stange dream. In my dream, I woke up in my room and everything had an orange tint to it. I got up and wandered to the front porch, which was run down and covered with plants. I was still in my pajamas and my roommate was out there and said, "I have good news, I sold the front porch!" I got really excited and started pulling up the leaves, but they all had thorns. I couldn't get the thorns out of my hand, and when I looked up my roommate had a fence lizard in her hand and they were both laughing. I got mad because they wouldnt help me get the thorns out. Can anyone tell me what this means?
I had a dream that I was back in high school, and I was living with foster parents. I had borowed money under the assumption that I needed to buy some school supplies. I was supossed to meet my probation officer in the woods(?), but instead I followed this weird path into some caves into this hidout place. I smoked a bunch of crack and I remember thinking, if I dont get out of here soon I might get addicted. I have not actually ever smoked crack, but I do have a probation officer.
I was walking outside, a short distance from my group, through a forrest. I came upon a mountain lion who was cautiously approaching me. I decided to head back to my group seeking safety in numbers, but a lion, the African kind, was approaching me from the other side. Then on the other side a grizzly bear was comeing for me. They were teamed up against me for sure and were ready to kill. So I woke up. Very strange.
This nightmare was very disturbing to me. I had it a few nights ago. I dreamed I was at a populous space station on the moon. For some reason most of the inhabitants had gone insane. They were filled with fear of something and had lost their minds. Someone who seemed to be my host or guide pointed out swarms of insects that were outside the space station but crawling and batting up against a skylight. I couldn't figure out how they were living on the moon. They had something to do with the fear. Kind of like the movie Aliens I suppose. There was more to the dream but I don't recall enough to write it down. When I woke up I was disturbed by the whole thing and angry that I seem to have a lot of nightmares. Why can't I have pleasant dreams??
I just woke up from a dream where I received a full scholarship to WSU (Washington State University). A bunch of traveling students from that school just appeared at the dining room table, told me about the scholarship, and I started to cry. Very good in detail. There were a handful of female asian exchange students. A cute blonde girl was the one who handed me the scholarship and my application, and talked the whole time. One girl was wearing a Rosie O'Donnell show t-shirt, and the letters were animals. A couple of cute brown haired freckled boys were sitting at the head of the table flirting with me. My younger brothers were both there with me, we were running around the house playing before they showed up with my scholarship. I know they probably don't make them for this much, but it seemed like the amount was four hundred thousand dollars. Then, I woke up. bradleyat@yahoo.com
Who is dreamingh Whom? I sometimes wonder if we are not mere players, ghost images in the dream of something else... A God, perhaps... or if GOD itself being EVERYTHING, is not pretending it is different, and separated "beings", in it's "day" dream. I am fully aware that I am the only one here, so please let me have this imagined state of un-isolation. Do not worry, GODS are their own time-keepers, and therefore alarms, I will remember who I am, and why I decided to go to sleep soon enough... And then I shall be as I always was, and am... the ALONE or ALL-ONE. Besides, If you reading this were not actually here anyway, I would have "made you up". I am less than I dreamed perhaps, but so much more than upon awakeing I might appear. Everything, for Everyone, to the Greatest GOOD possible. Greatest being up to the definition, of a judge that does not exist. Robert Scott Berlin Los Angeles, California ScottBerlin@Earthlink.net
Type your post here. i had a dream where i was asleep in my apartment on the floor when i awakened ther were slugs on the floor and in my mouth my mother was laughing at me and my boyfriend was fussing at me because i always leave the patio door open(mind you i live on the 3rd floor). i jumped up and began sprinkling salt on the floor and drying the slugs up my mother helped me pick them up with napkins and put them down the garbage disposal, the disposal wouldn,t work and the water rehydrated the slugs they came alive and started to eat one anoter as one ate another they became one large slug that started to turn into a large cobra, the puddles left by the dried up slugs began to turn into slugs and then snakes i was panicking and my mother and boyfriend werer fighting the snakes.. what does this mean if you know please email me at sonta35244@yahoo.com
This is a rated x dream but i think i can change it to pg-13 if i am careful to clean it up a bit as i retell it. It is funny how just using clinical language can make all the difference. Well in this dream all that happens is I act out a physical manuever which I have tried unsuccessfully in real life but it seems to work in my dreams. Auto fellatio. It isn't truly successful even in my dreams. I always wake up before I can do it long enough to attempt ingestion of the spontaneously invoked fluid substances. There, that was cleaned up rather well, wasn't it?
i used to have lots of dreams where someone was coming after me and i couldn't run away, couldn't even move, everything was in slow motion. but one of my weirdest dreams is this one, i had it a few years ago: i'm sitting on my friends porch eating tuna pate out the tub. when i get to the bottom the fish is all black and rotton, and this is the omen i've been expecting.so i run home without saying goodbye to my friend.when i get home all the lites are off.i go to my room in the dark and get straight into bed. i hear a noise and look under the bed, there is a cucumber dog grinning up at me.it looks friendly so i reach my hand down but it tries to bite my hand, and starts barking.then i look out the window and see a female cucumber with silver wings flying past.she stops at the window and greets me, saying her name is Rosie. she says, 'come home,we have missed you.don't you remember we are yor family?it is time for you to come back to us now.you have to make a choice.' i really wanted to go back but knew i had work to do here so i said goodbye and she flew off.then i felt sad and regretful cos i wanted to go home with her but couldn't.as i went back to bed,the fish Flounder from the Little Mermaid flew thru the glass and floated down to my bureau, blowing bubbles in the air.i think that was a symbol of hope. i woke up feeling kinda sad and lost.
Dreampt that I felt pain on the outside of my nect and like something like a string was going down the inside of my throat... I finally feel my neck and realise that theres a series of small horazontal cuts runing from just under my bottom lip to my solar plexes... Threw all of these cuts is a bunch of thick thrings that divide up after coming out of the sorlar-plex cut and wrap between my legs , cross each other over my middle back and go into my mouth and begin the waeving in and out of the cuts all over again... I started pokeing at the skin around the cuts , then into the cuts as they looked very sore but when I touched them I felt nothing... It was as if I had a big meaty flesh-suit on over my actual body , or that I was somehow inside of something else and being kept there by the strings... I cut loose most of the strings with a nail clipper , doing this caused horrible pain but also massively relieved pressure... When I cut the last string it shot a sharp pain threw it and felt like it shot off a sharp electricle currant threw me... I woke up and have since felt as if theres something in my throat and an odd pain up between my ribs... I do remember that right before I found the cut and strings in my dream that I was talking to some guy about vampires...
Hmmmm, I had a dream last night that I tried to kill myself by swallowing a whole bucket full of thumbtacks. I really don't know what it means. I tried looking up thumbtacks and buckets to find out what they mean, but no luck. I guess I'll look up suicide. I guess I already know it's not going to be good. So, I'm thinking that I have some "issues" to work out this week. Sunday, November 11, 2001
I had a dream where I needed a haircut. I asked someone for a good place to go, and she told me. As I got to the place, I could see it was a salon, not Supercuts. A girl walked up and said "We've been waiting for you!" The salon was very busy, and I could not get a chair for my haircut. The girl said to follow her. We went to the back of the salon and up a few steps, to a room that looked like some hotel suite. There was a man trying on a suit, admiring himself in mirrors. The girl said to stand here, we don't have chairs. She pulls out a very small pair of scissors about 2 inches long,and starts to cut my hair. After a few snips she said the scissors aren't working, they are too dull. Next she pulls out a small sword, and begins to cut my hair with it. She tells me to kneel down, as I am too tall for her to cut my hair. I kneel down and she cuts a bit more. Then she tells me to sit down, I am still too tall for her. So I sit, and she continues. A bit later she says the sword has gotten dull and she needs to sharpen it. I turn around, and the girl is stark naked, laying on her back, on the soft mattress. I notice at this time she is Asian, and very pretty. She takes the sword and strokes it around her vagina. She says, "If I sharpen my sword down here, my many hairs will quickly dull the blade." She then takes the sword and begins to rub her stomach around and around. She says "And then if I sharpen my blade here, the fine hairs on my tummy won't dull the blade so quick." Then she proceeds to take the sword and bring it up to her mouth. She licks the blade over and over, kissing it, almost making love to it. She says " and if I sharpen my blade here, it will have the sharpest edge of all!" At this point I woke myself up, it was getting too freaky for me. But wow, it was very erotic!
Hi!!! I had a dream the other night that I was walking in a parking lot with a person with no head!!! And I could see the persons body it was a normal body but no head. And she was carrying her head with her. And we were running to my car. It felt so real and I could see the person with no head. Just the body running with me. I didn't sleep very well it was very spooky.
Type your post here. i have reacuring dreams of being left alone for the rest of my life. i know that i have family and freinds. but i keep having dreams that i will be the last person left greving all alone on earth.
I had a dream where I was driving on the highway. While on the highway, I noticed a white Ford Thunderbird riding my tail. "This is odd", I though to myself, just brushing it off. After about 10 miles the car was still there. I figured that I would lose them and be on with it. So I accelerate to 90 miles per hour. Everything is looking OK for a while until the car is there again. Accelerating more seemed to be my only solution. So I went faster. 100, 110, 120, 130...the needle kept going until I was going 150 miles per hour. With the car no where to be seen, I was quite excited. Until I saw it again; And this time, there were police lights flashing from it. I pulled over, extremely nervous. The officer walked up to my car, and I said the typical line..."What seems to be the problem Officer?". "Son, the problem is that you were just going 150 miles per hour". I quickly replied, "Sir, I thought I was being chased by a crazy driver or something...I was scared." Then, the officer said "No. It's just that you had a broken tail light." After that he told me to have a good day and to get the light fixed, and let me go. Saturday, November 10, 2001
I dream of aliens.. Last night I dreamt that my attension was drawn to some moving lights outside the windows. When I went closer I could see large round discs(a little thick to be "discs" perhaps) coming down slowly throug the clouds and fog. This was early morning,it was still dark outside. They moved round our house and seemed to land by our neigbours house, but I wasn`t sure, because there were to many trees in the way. After this I discover that they act like, or "take over" people and I lock all the doors, and try to make my family understand why they must hurry to get inside when they get home from something. I also look very closely at them. The dream doesn`t really hang toghether all that much, because sudennly I am face to face with one of the aliens. This one looks like a thin man. His skin has a grey colour, and his lips are unnaturally pale pink and shiny. He takes control over a woman and he has a child with her(not in the usuall way I think). The child is big, and fat like a really, really fat Buddha. And he has dark, thick hair on his back. Try andanalyse that one!
In my dream im out on the ocean in a small, small boat.. ther surface of the water is still.. so i can see the reflections of the the mountains surrounding , and the sun and the sky... there is no sound... everything is really quiet!! but around the boat there now and then are this big whales coming up to the surface.. (hear their breeding).. this scares me.. cause i can see the whales far down like big black shadows slowly moving through the water!! its all very beautiful.. the surroundings, the blue blue water.. the whales.. but somehow im still scared!! this is a dream that i dream every now and then!! Thursday, November 08, 2001
my dream. walking to my house. ObL is hanging out with a bunch more menacing galil/uzi/kalashnikov toting longbeards in dresses, @ the corner of 12th&s douglas, & in the dream I know him, like he's some neighborhood tough or something. Walk past Osama, kinda like, "whats up osama" but also kinda leery, this guy just bombed the wtc & all & i really don't want to talk to him. feel like i really narrowly escaped, something fierce yo, once I'm past him. relief aah.up the metal stairs. it's my living room, but some other house. it's a party. obese black woman nursing. I adore the baby, who is white. I offer to nurse. she accepts.I let baby suckle my nipple for a while. he is content. i notice his head is huge. in the dream, i know who the woman and baby are, and it's not unusual in any way for me to nurse it. baby is taken away, kindly, when he nods off. i start fondling my nipple-not sexually but curiously, sizing the thing up maybe-, which is now more extruded than normal from baby bighead's efforts. I press light just behind it. a long thin stream of milk streams out. the black woman reaches over to my nipple and touches it reassuringly, kinda familiarly too, and that feels good for a second but then is unbearable raw, my burden, i jump rapid,jolted. walking around, I'm outside, and I run into jessie rosenberg. She asks me for a massage by name, "willya give me a "x" massage?" i know it's not cranio-sacral, because I know I never heard of it before in real life. i say yeh. dude i am so happy. yessssssssss. the space is definitely no longer recognizable as my neighborhood or house, nothing's familiar. except-the damn metal stairs. we walk up them all alacritous & cheery & are in a roman-style open air atrium perhaps? i'm very confident jessie's hair is its natural color, also she isn't pierced anywhere-not that i care-it just seems significant. we fall into this named massage's position in the same time- we both know exactly what we're doing- she sits, knees drawn almost to chin, arms loosely around em and hands palm up on feet, and my legs are crossed loose yoga-like in the triangle nook twix her butt and feet, and my hands hold her around her waist like we're dancing. we're in it pretty deep for about twenty minutes of dream time, my palms dance up and down and press and let go while she dances side to side in them and hip-groin-gyrates sometimes and all feels amazing good, when jessie lets out a little sob and asks me to stop, i stop and then she starts bawling. what's wrong? something my dad did to me once. what did he do? i don't want to talk about it. i sit still for a moment and watch her shake shudder and cry and start crying too, and put my arms around her, under hers so as not to trap her or make it worse and we in trance hug fierce and cry long like children betrayed who don't understand why, but this crying-down dance feels even better than the heretofore untoppable massage dance. we cry ourselves out of it and unfold our origami in an upwards swoon and part the better for it warmly abrupt. i wander off and there is now a mcdonalds next to the bottom of the stairs, and yet another familiar man is there but yet again he has no meatspace analog. we're ordering food and I get a meatless burger-not so my accomplice but it's nothing to constipate over -and when it comes out i'm side-riding an exposed pvc pipe in the dirt and as my accomplice bites into his i'm inspecting mine, and shit, it's a plain bun with mayo and tomato chunks. i think about asking for a new one without mayo but say fuck it and wake up and write this. yrs in buddha, israel_orange Wednesday, November 07, 2001
It is always amazing to me how the things I experience just before bed get re-compiled into an actual narrative in my dreams. Last nite I watched SMALLVILLE and then read a posting to a music gossip site about Dave Grohl. In my dream, I was walking down Melrose and Dave Grohl and an entourage were a little bit in front of me, just hanging out, having a day. All of a sudden, this random CRAZY dude comes speeding toward Dave Grohl brandishing a lead pipe. I rush forward & push Dave out of the way & knowck down the would-be assassin. The entourage pounce on him & beat the crap out of him & I am hailed by Dave Grohl who invites me to the Foo Fighters show that nite. When I get to the show, I don't have a ticket or VIP pass or anything, but this strange dude appears (who looks remarkably like an ex-boyfriend that I received an email from yesterday) wearing goggles and a miner's helmet with the LIGHT ON. He is also wearing a cargo vest that has various items ranging from gaff tape to power cords dangling from it. He tells me to call him "Magic Sam" and to follow him backstage. Which I do. At the start of the concert, Dave Grohl tells the entire audience (a large Staples Center size crowd) about what had happened that day & struts me out on stage. But I'm very self-conscious because I had just come from work and am not wearing any makeup.
Whenever my wife has her period, we both have nightmares. We always joke that she's calling the manitou. Once I made a "No Manitou" sign and placed it next to the bed. It didn't help. Oh well, bad dreams one portion of the month isn't bad.
I have always had a very active dream life and over the years types and topics of my dreams have evolved. For some time I dreamt almost exclusively about being lost on public transportation: buses, planes, escalators, subways and trains, hot air balloons, people-movers, taxis -- you name it. Sometimes in the dreams I'd have trouble with luggage, or have to carry cumbersome items, like manual typewriters, welding gear, helping people in wheelchairs, etc. Then my dreams drifted from themes to story lines. Story lines would begin, wander around, and be developed. I'd wake up in the morning with my dream "unfinished." Then a new story line would start and I'd follow it for a week or so. Then it would stop. Then a few nights later the unfinished dream would resume and its story line would either be advanced before suddenly stopping again, or it would run its course to a final conclusion. Often, when I'm dreaming I know dreaming. Other times I'll know I'm dreaming and "wake up," but only to another shallower level of sleep in which another dream would commence refering back to the first. The dreams are not frightening, per se. But several times incidents in the dreams have occurred so suddenly that I've been "surprised" or shocked awake. All in all, getting a good night's sleep can be tough. I doubt I'm unique. Has anyone out there experienced anything similar to what I've just described? tnadeau Tuesday, November 06, 2001
I dreamed last night that I agreed to trade faces with my best friend for a day. At the end of the day, however, my friend refused to give me my face back.
Beat this: I dreamed that I was part of a Mission Impossible type team called the Ricky Martin Task Force. I'm not a fan. It was very random.
I had a dream the other night where I met a middle-aged couple, sipping tea etc. Turns out he was 2000 years old and his wife was 2020 years old. This was a huge issue in my dream, but I believed them. As they departed from my mind, I kept thinking of all these obvious reasons why they were lying, but the notion was interesting. I think it was the kind of thing where I wanted to believe something that was certainly false.
Spider Wolf Tuned this in last night. I was on "The Farm" (my parent's farm, where I grew up), housesitting. I was outside, the sun had just set. Then the Spider Wolf attacked. I "knew" about Spider Wolves. They are small, about the size of a cyote. If they bite you, they implant a small spider in your blood that then starts to secrete toxins which could cause one to act insane or rabid, or they could just kill you. It's important to kill a Spider Wolf by breaking its neck. So one came out of the dark, I wrestled with it, I tried to break its neck but I didn't have the heart to actually do it. Then it bit my right index finger and ran off. I went to the house, called 911. I was in a panic. I didn't know if this was because of the spider toxins or if I was over reacting. I then took a steak knife and sawed into the bite, into my finger, in an effort to kill the spider, which I could not see, but I knew it was in there. Then a cop arrived. I knew him, but I don't know where from (he looked like he was from a TV cop show). He seemed skeptical when I told him about the spider wolf. I then saw on the calender, which was still on October and had all sorts of Halloween stuff on it, that the spider wolf is just a mythical monster. But it was real! And to prove that it was real and had bit me, I had my magled finger! And my panic was growing, surely because of the toxins! A female cop came in. They both had the attitude that this was another false alarm (like another false anthrax scare). This was comforting to me, that I was just freaking out over nothing. They then wanted me to call my dad. He was in Vegas, probably in some casino gambling--I didn't want to bother him over this. Then I woke up with a severe case of heartburn. I should let you know that in my waking life I am arachnaphobic. There is such a spider known as the wolf spider, I think. My dad isn't much of a gambler, but he did stop out in Vegas when I was house sitting for him last year; also, I am planning on going to Vegas or a nearby riverboat casino for a weekend of gambling, something I have never done. Halloween has just passed, and people are freaking out all over due to everything--in fact, I was stuck in traffic when the bomb squad was taking care of a suspicious package yesterday. --your radio friend, Bat Guano
Anyone get the horrible sensation of wanting to punch someone in your dreams yet you cant because your hands have become dishcloths, and all movement slows down , time stops like bad Star Trek episode ? And as hard as you try your hands/wrists only seem to brush lightly past them? horrible.
i was visiting a library with a former colleague. we were supposed to meet someone else there, but we never did find them. i had brought a bowl of corn flakes in with me, and ate them as we were browsing the stacks. later, we came upon an exhibit of victorian mourning clothes, but it had been temporarily loaned out to thecollege of wooster and a department store in los angeles.
I have weird dreams about my job. I work for an oil well service company; we put tools down oil wells to find out what the rocks are like down there. I have dreamt about having to put orange juice in the tools and then put them in the dryer, and in my sleep I managed to get to the dryer to take out my clothes so the tool could go in. I didn't remember the dream until I got up in the morning and found my clothes on the kitchen table. I also dream that there's an oil rig set up in my living room that I have to go log -- I sleepwalk in there and can't figure out why there are couches on a derrick. It's strange to wake up standing in the living room in your pyjamas wondering where the oil rig went.
I dreamed that I had died and was in a sort of hell. Not a place of fiery torment, but something like a huge industrial wasteland full of strange and terrible machines. I was told by persons unseen that this was my punishment and the only way I could free myself and pass into oblivion was to complete a series of tasks that would disintergrate my dried-out husk of a body. I had to stick my hand into a belt sander to wear away my mummified flesh, smash pieces of me off with hammers, etc. I don't recall there being any pain. If anything I was annoyed that I had to do these things before I could be released...I woke up before the job was done, however.
I dreamt that I was the father of a little girl, maybe 4 years old. She was sick, like she was shitting herself but it was sticking to her insides, attached to something green...it wasn't going anywhere. She was always in pain, but she was a trooper. I was tired. I took her to a friend who ran a nightclub. I wanted her back, but I was just too tired, and I let him adopt her. It was understood that I was going to die. Monday, November 05, 2001
She was there again. She's been there a lot lately. I can't always picture her face, but I know it's her. It's always her. I hear her voice and I can sense her presence. She's been tormenting me with her nocturnal flirtations for some time now. Slowly weaving her way into my reverie. Absorbing my imagination and monopolizing my attention. I know her intention.
I dreamed last night that I was driving around in a vintage Oldsmobile with my friend Jason and he kept telling me that we really needed to get some crackers. So I bought crackers tonight at the grocery. He was right, they were delicious! I called him long distance and told him. --Biz Stone
Do deja vu and dreams have anything in common? My friend has a theory that deja vu is actually a reliving of a specific part of a dream. You first have the dream about events yet to occur, and then when the situation arises you naturally feel as if you've been through it before, because you have - in your dreams. I believe in the power of dreams, but I don't think you can dream about specifics that haven't happened yet. I always thought that deja vu was simply your mind skipping ahead to what was going to happen next in a given sitution, and then, when what you anticipated actually does happen, you feel as if you have experienced it before. Thoughts?
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I had the strangest experience the other night. Maybe not so weird to you. My girlfriend and I were both asleep, and I woke up out of a dream in which we had been kissing. So I leaned over and kissed her, which brought her out of a dream--and she told me later she'd been having the same one. Maybe it's possible to have the same dream through some sort of neuron-based "electrical interference"? |
