Dream Catcher |
Tuesday, September 23, 2003
Hi, Im a musician from italy so i dont speak english very well. I want to not only make music, but live in music. I recommend: the best mp3 oldies Can anyone tell me for more good places to find nice music? anymusic ladie around? panchopantera1971@yahoo.com
Hi, Im a musician from italy so i dont speak english very well. I want to not only make music, but live in music. I recommend: the best mp3 oldies Can anyone tell me for more good places to find nice music? anymusic ladie around? panchopantera1971@yahoo.com
Hi, Im a musician from italy so i dont speak english very well. I want to not only make music, but live in music. I recommend: the best mp3 oldies Can anyone tell me for more good places to find nice music? anymusic ladie around? panchopantera1971@yahoo.com Friday, September 19, 2003
If anyone needs any help on wanting someone to annalise their dreams i will be glad to do it. You could aslo e-mail me your dreams at chick_flick67@hotmail.com. ps. names steph
If anyone needs any help on wanting someone to annalise their dreams i will be glad to do it. You could aslo e-mail me your dreams at chick_flick67@hotmail.com. ps. names steph
I am always dreaming of my boyfriend of two years is leaving me and cheating on me again. Only inmy dreams where we use to live, and where we live now were the same place. In real life its 24 hours away. I always tell him fine go ahead leave me, and i try to get over him and i can't. I just can't let go, i want to take him back after all that he has done, because i can't bare the fact of losing him again. He's done it before why can't i let it go, and find someone worthy of me, but yet my heart wont let me. Then when he is there in the same room as me i act as if i dont need him or love him, that its good that hes leaveing. When he leaves in my dream i start crying and running after him but he is no where and i try to find my house back home cause thats where he is, but i am in the place where we live now and i dont know how to get back there so i keep walking. Then when i remember where the house is i run back there and the place changes, and i cry. Tuesday, September 16, 2003
I drempt that I was being chased by a big dinosaur robot and it smashed down the marriot and I was having a barbeque at the time I didnt make this up I SWEAR Monday, September 15, 2003
Background: *I am a 23 year old woman living in the Netherlands but I am an American *Tracy is my younger sister she is 21 *Josy is my best friend she is 22 *I do not wear make-up or drive a car. I am stuck in the middle of the road and don?t know what to do with my life. I?ve been dating my boyfriend for 7 years we have lived together for 2 1/2. *Both of my parents are dead Dream: I am sitting on a bed with Josy, and her mom. Her dad comes into the room and throws some bread on the bed. Both of them eat the bed. I want some too but I can?t eat it. Next we are in a car, I am in the backseat. Josy is driving and her mom is next to her. We are going down the street, it is a winter day with a gray sky and snow on the ground. Josy says she wants to say me the house she lived in when she was a little girl (in real life she has always lived in a normal size house). Its on a street with huge old houses. We see one that has a open door, nobody lives there. The one across the street has candles in the window and the door is also open. I go inside of it with Tracy and Josy. The inside is very warm feeling, white carpet, wood tables. But something doesn?t feel right. I think hear in back of me glass breaking. I feel trapped and want to leave. Tracy runs for the door but it is locked. All windows are locked. We run from room to room. In one room there is a very pretty woman with a big guy standing next to her. I tell her we want to leave, it was a mistake we thought nobody lived here. The guy shows us the way out through the front door. As we are leaving he says for us to never come back. I get mad and start to cuss at him. Next I am at a make-up counter with Tracy (she likes to dress up and wear make-up). I pick out some bright red lipstick and eye shadow with glitter. A Native-American sales manager takes my credit card. But he says the card isn?t good. He says the problem might be with the bank. I then remember that I used the card to pay off bills and pay for the rent (in real life I have no job). I turn to my sister as she breaks again a jar this time it is full of cottonballs. I tell her that mom will give me back the money for the rent. I wake up.
Background: *I am a 23 year old woman living in the Netherlands but I am an American *Tracy is my younger sister she is 21 *Josy is my best friend she is 22 *I do not wear make-up or drive a car. I am stuck in the middle of the road and don?t know what to do with my life. I?ve been dating my boyfriend for 7 years we have lived together for 2 1/2. *Both of my parents are dead Dream: I am sitting on a bed with Josy, and her mom. Her dad comes into the room and throws some bread on the bed. Both of them eat the bed. I want some too but I can?t eat it. Next we are in a car, I am in the backseat. Josy is driving and her mom is next to her. We are going down the street, it is a winter day with a gray sky and snow on the ground. Josy says she wants to say me the house she lived in when she was a little girl (in real life she has always lived in a normal size house). Its on a street with huge old houses. We see one that has a open door, nobody lives there. The one across the street has candles in the window and the door is also open. I go inside of it with Tracy and Josy. The inside is very warm feeling, white carpet, wood tables. But something doesn?t feel right. I think hear in back of me glass breaking. I feel trapped and want to leave. Tracy runs for the door but it is locked. All windows are locked. We run from room to room. In one room there is a very pretty woman with a big guy standing next to her. I tell her we want to leave, it was a mistake we thought nobody lived here. The guy shows us the way out through the front door. As we are leaving he says for us to never come back. I get mad and start to cuss at him. Next I am at a make-up counter with Tracy (she likes to dress up and wear make-up). I pick out some bright red lipstick and eye shadow with glitter. A Native-American sales manager takes my credit card. But he says the card isn?t good. He says the problem might be with the bank. I then remember that I used the card to pay off bills and pay for the rent (in real life I have no job). I turn to my sister as she breaks again a jar this time it is full of cottonballs. I tell her that mom will give me back the money for the rent. I wake up.
Background: *I am a 23 year old woman living in the Netherlands but I am an American *Tracy is my younger sister she is 21 *Josy is my best friend she is 22 *I do not wear make-up or drive a car. I am stuck in the middle of the road and don?t know what to do with my life. I?ve been dating my boyfriend for 7 years we have lived together for 2 1/2. *Both of my parents are dead Dream: I am sitting on a bed with Josy, and her mom. Her dad comes into the room and throws some bread on the bed. Both of them eat the bed. I want some too but I can?t eat it. Next we are in a car, I am in the backseat. Josy is driving and her mom is next to her. We are going down the street, it is a winter day with a gray sky and snow on the ground. Josy says she wants to say me the house she lived in when she was a little girl (in real life she has always lived in a normal size house). Its on a street with huge old houses. We see one that has a open door, nobody lives there. The one across the street has candles in the window and the door is also open. I go inside of it with Tracy and Josy. The inside is very warm feeling, white carpet, wood tables. But something doesn?t feel right. I think hear in back of me glass breaking. I feel trapped and want to leave. Tracy runs for the door but it is locked. All windows are locked. We run from room to room. In one room there is a very pretty woman with a big guy standing next to her. I tell her we want to leave, it was a mistake we thought nobody lived here. The guy shows us the way out through the front door. As we are leaving he says for us to never come back. I get mad and start to cuss at him. Next I am at a make-up counter with Tracy (she likes to dress up and wear make-up). I pick out some bright red lipstick and eye shadow with glitter. A Native-American sales manager takes my credit card. But he says the card isn?t good. He says the problem might be with the bank. I then remember that I used the card to pay off bills and pay for the rent (in real life I have no job). I turn to my sister as she breaks again a jar this time it is full of cottonballs. I tell her that mom will give me back the money for the rent. I wake up. Friday, September 05, 2003
I have recently been experiencing dreams where I am being led back into my past and shown how today I would have made different choices. I am being shown how I have healed, etc. And this is good. Last night, I dreamt I was at work and there was a police man dressed like "miami vice" Don Johnson clothes looking for one of our patients. It was not scary at all. Just curious, the patient he was looking for happens to be someone who is actually in jail at this present time. Yet, I don't feel pulled to that as significance. Can anyone send some thoughts on this?? Thank you! Thursday, September 04, 2003
There?s a land that is mine, I am a princess with a crumbling civilisation, some thing is terrifying the people and sort of eating away at the land, things are never simple or normal, I?m on the run or sad in some sort of tower, talking to people that seem soo real, where do they go when I wake?, I feel so distracted at school because my dreaming life sometimes seems more important. It?s worse when I cant remember what happened and I feel I?m forgetting my people, my land, my true home. Trying to remember is like catching a shadow, it slips though your finger so quickly your left with nothing oh to soon.
There?s a land that is mine, I am a princess with a crumbling civilisation, some thing is terrifying the people and sort of eating away at the land, things are never simple or normal, I?m on the run or sad in some sort of tower, talking to people that seem soo real, where do they go when I wake?, I feel so distracted at school because my dreaming life sometimes seems more important. It?s worse when I cant remember what happened and I feel I?m forgetting my people, my land, my true home. Trying to remember is like catching a shadow, it slips though your finger so quickly your left with nothing oh to soon.
There?s a land that is mine, I am a princess with a crumbling civilisation, some thing is terrifying the people and sort of eating away at the land, things are never simple or normal, I?m on the run or sad in some sort of tower, talking to people that seem soo real, where do they go when I wake?, I feel so distracted at school because my dreaming life sometimes seems more important. It?s worse when I cant remember what happened and I feel I?m forgetting my people, my land, my true home. Trying to remember is like catching a shadow, it slips though your finger so quickly your left with nothing oh to soon. |
