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16 Aug
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Terror Vacation

This dream kind of freaked me out, but it started off with me, my family, my boyfriend, and 1 or 2 friends going on vacation to Florida. We were all at this river type place just hanging in the water when an apartment complex across the street blew up. We were still in the water, just kind of waiting around to hear what happened, until a train that went right by the river we were in was attacked an was falling into the river. We were all just swimming trying to avoid getting hit by the train. After the initial shock went away, we were asking around and it became known that the bombings were an attack by Cuba. Once we found this out, we all were just kind of standing around trying to figure out what to do, then I woke up. Any ideas??

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16 Aug
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Performance Boxes

Morning of August 16, 2018. Thursday. Reading time: 1 min 33 sec. Readability score: 61. My dream starts out in what is a rare type of rendering with the factors contained in a “box” as separate from the dream self, but subliminally chosen by the dream self. (This stems from the “Don’t Open Till Doomsday” episode of “The Outer Limits,” which I saw at age 4. I had been in and out of various vivid dreams and inexplicable states of consciousness, and have been fascinated with them ever since.) Theodore Bikel appears in a Christmas scene within this “box.” It has the essence of “The Night Before Christmas” Whitman punch out diorama that I put together each year as a boy. He is singing a Christmas song, though I do not recognize it. It is a tradition. Someone is playing a piano on the other side of the room from him. Family members are present. There is much joy. After a time, I am absentmindedly putting another box “into” it. The process is abstract without a way to resolve it in conscious terms. The second box is similar to the previous, except that someone is playing a smaller and tinny-sounding keyboard. It is about two-thirds “into” the first box, moving in at an angle from above, before my dream’s level of focus changes. Now I am looking at another “box” of entertainment. In the background is an unknown male wearing a Christmas tree costume (though most of his face is visible), with a yellow five-pointed star as a cap. In the foreground and to the left is a young girl (unfamiliar) sitting in an armchair and wearing all of a bird costume except for the head. In her right hand, she operates a bird hand puppet. The association with birds, airplanes, or unaided flight as the vestibular system correlation of the waking process has occurred in at least one dream every sleep cycle for over fifty years, but this instance is more unusual than usual. The hand puppet signifies dream control (and VSC mediation) and resultant VSC RAS modulation without lucidity in this case. The unknown young girl is this dream’s typical preconscious avatar and VSC personification, and as usual, guiding my return to consciousness without RAS conflict (or the biological falling start). The male is my essence, a tree (physical body not moving in sleep) with the yellow star (emerging consciousness factor).

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16 Aug
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Love that Bobcat

Morning of August 16, 2018. Thursday. Reading time: 2 min 19 sec. Readability score: 57. In the infra-awareness stage (dream creation and control without lucidity), my dream self chooses to ride in the back of a car. (This is the same stem of subliminally desired vestibular system correlation that otherwise creates flight symbols but with less anticipation of the biological process that results in a falling start). After creating this scene as a passive transition, I watch the scenery to my right. I am uncertain of who the driver is. (It is the preconscious avatar of course, but I remain unsure of its identity in this segment, but I vaguely perceive it is female, probably a thread of conscious self identity implying Zsuzsanna, as she is sleeping on my left at the time.) It seems to be late morning. It is a beautiful sunny day under blue skies. We go past a huge cow pasture. (Again, on the right - as there is only vague definition to my left, probably why I am unaware of the driver’s identity as well, as the driver’s side is on the left, implying America. Thus, I am subliminally choosing not to augment my dream, as I sleep on my left side). Despite its size, there are only a few cows here and there, which I find puzzling. They are all black-and-white Holstein cows of a very similar appearance. Eventually, we come to crossroads (which represents reticular formation mediation). I look back and see that one end of the cow pasture (on the road perpendicular to the one we are on) is unfenced. There are several houses along that area with large side yards. I start to wonder if cows sometimes get out through that area. (This is a very passive changeover of liminal space division, which a fence otherwise represents. Of course, this scene also causes my dream to jump into a different stage.) I am now inside a big featureless room that is not well lit. An unfamiliar male climbs a rope up to a square cage hanging from the ceiling that is almost touching it. A bobcat is sitting inside the cage. The man, who reminds me of the essence of a magician, opens the door of the cage and starts petting the bobcat. It seems very tame. The man and the bobcat start hugging and kissing. I soon wake. Climbing a rope (whether or not it is the subconscious self or projected into an avatar) is usually the final metaphorical representation of vestibular system correlation during the waking process, though it is less common than flight-related events. A cat is a form of the preconscious as a “witness” to the dream state, mostly occurring in the enigma space stage, while the man is a transition of the dream self and an emerging consciousness factor. It is a typical unification (coalescence) process. My dream’s model is typical (though again, not as common as flight-related VSC), for example, “Climbing a Vine” (March 4, 2017), uses the same model, only it is integrated rather than projected. Additionally, that dream perceives the reticular formation as a possible threat rather than resolving enigma space with unification. The dynamics behind this dream stem from having watched “Sabretooth” (2002) with Zsuzsanna last night. My dream transmuted the negative unification factor (as the cat in the movie attacked and ate people) into a more harmonious unification factor. It is the desired waking process rectification other than when the immune system is under attack (as in my “Night of the Rat” dream from April 8, 1978).

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16 Aug
1

World of blank

so i had this dream inside of a dream where i kept falling asleep and every time i did i fell into sleep paralysis and all the furniture disappeared from my bedroom one by one until the room was completely white, i had to try and break out before all the furniture was gone or i would be stuck in an eternity of blankness. The last time i fell asleep in my dream i couldn't break out of the paralysis and i rolled off the bed onto the floor and i was stuck there. There was only the bed, blanket wrapped around me and the keyboard left and i eventually broke out of the paralysis and tried to phone my mum to get her to help me out of the paralysis but she wouldn't answer. I started screaming to myself as if the room i was in was inside me like i was trapped in my head, i started screaming and crying for it to let me out and it did but only to the other dream which was in the exact same room but i didn't have paralysis and i didn't have to escape. This time i calmly spoke to myself saying that i can't stay in here forever and i need to be free and then i woke up for real this time and i'm terribly confused by what it could all mean.

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16 Aug
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Ship, elimination training program

In this dream, I was first with my friends in the garden. I felt like I had to constantly look after them because they had a habit of messing things up. Eventually, as the dream progressed we ended up on a ship. There, I found some of my old (school) teachers. We were put on some kind of training program. The "training" was more like an elimination program, as we fulfilled the tests the worst one of us would be eliminated. I aced the first test (where we had to fetch food from hiding places and bring it back without stepping on forbidden areas). The second test acquired us to jump from one plank to another while we were swinging in mid-air. It was also like a board game - you had to wait for your turn and only step a certain amount of steps. I felt like the teachers had great expectations because I aced the first test. I came in second, although I doubted if I could even finish it. One of the teachers had a problem of splitting in half. (In real life I consider this to be the best teacher I've had), I held his upper body and tried to attach his legs back on. Some people came to help, and we managed to piece him back together. Then I spent time around a hose. It had a certain system of usage. My friend came around (the one who made a mess earlier in my dream), so I supervised her on how to use it, but she, nevertheless did it all wrong. She kept moving things out of place and the more she did that, the more out of control the hose got. After I had shut it down, I went for an exploration walk on the ship with my friend. I found the tip of the ship and I finally saw where we were sailing.-We were just a little off the coast. There were buildings and ruins just next to the ship. The ships back hit a wall while the ship turned and the whole ship dunked under water except the tip where I was standing. I was afraid that the ship was going to sink. We were very close to the ruins, so I jumped off and grabbed on to the pieces of the houses, I saw a door, that could possibly lead me to ground. I climbed towards it, but when I opened the door- it was not an opening at all, but an empty safe. I looked back on the ship and saw it now upright and people were on the edge watching me. I was determined to get on the ground so I continued climbing.

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16 Aug
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It Runs in the Family

I dreamt that my (very sporty) cousin had died while she was running either a marathon or a relay race. She was either shot or a victim of a bombing. When I woke up, I called her to tell her about it, and she told me that she had already signed up to run a relay race a few months later... I think I may have predicted her death.

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15 Aug
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a hand by name

I'm sitting in a movie theater. It's dark. I think I see a woman sitting to the front and left of me. She's with somebody. I believe it's a black man. They are facing one another and conversing. I sense someone coming down my row on my left. I feel a hand reaching towards my cheek. A woman softly calls my name. Our hands touch.

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15 Aug
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wings over india

I'm in a wing suit. I'm jumping over a mountainous region in India. It seems like a continental divide in the high desert. I wake up ecstatic. Thinking it was better than sex.

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15 Aug
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Break In Over Debt

In this dream I am at home when I hear some knocking at the door. The home that I am in is blurry and not really representative of any place specific, but almost no place and every place at once. As the knocking gets angrier and more threatening the dream pulls more into focus. I am aware now that it is mostly what appears to be the house I reside in now. I become afraid and don't open the door. I try to call for help, but for reasons I can't recall I am unable to. Seems maybe my phone won't work. The men are yelling and banging. They finally get in. My dog is sleeping. He won't even wake up to defend me! There are two of them. They say they know my husband and that he owes them $20 and they want it. I talk to them for awhile. I don't have any cash. They are actually pretty friendly guys. They look odd, but they mean no harm. They are just blunt. They want their money, though. One stays at my house while the other goes with me to find a bank so I can get them their money. I can't seem to find one that I can get money from. We go everywhere, even up and down all these elevators and levels in these tall buildings where we get lost and end up on the top floor where it's emergency only. It's embarrassing, so we try to sneak away, but the news is there for some news report and we're not sure if we get caught on camera! Hard to explain, but in the dream it's a serious social faux paux to be there. We return empty handed. The guys had been having so much fun playing board games with my kids and just seeming like nice guys that I thought they'd let it go, because it's only $20, but they were not about to. I tried to barter with them with items I had around the house. Seems like maybe that worked? I can't recall. I am going to guess that this dream is about a message that is trying to get through my subconscious. That message is probably urgent and has to do with my health, or mental health. There is probably a lot more to this, but I am not getting it right now.

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15 Aug
0

Artsy mishap

All I can remember about this dream is painting with my watercolours... I tried using a technique that you put salt on to the page and it does something cool... after that I just woke up!

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15 Aug
0

Dreaming about an Ex

ok so basically my ex and i are broken up in the dream but somehow he ends up being lovey dovey with me towards the end and i wake up

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15 Aug
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River Bank Treasure Hunt

Morning of August 15, 2018. Wednesday. Reading time: 4 min 48 sec. Readability score: 64. My dream begins with a non-lucid focus on “searching while sleeping,” which stems from the subliminal choice to appease the preconscious (which does not dominate this dream at any point, only several mutable precursors) in the mode of infra-awareness and infra-mediation (vivified dream self presence and dream creation and control without awareness of being in the dream state). My dream’s template and progression have occurred many times since early childhood, and its essence is established and familiar. The purpose of the dream self is to find its way back to conscious identity for reunification and waking life temporality (sense of time and viable physicality) while investigating the enigmatic dynamics and artifacts of sleep (which digging is a metaphor for). In the first act, I am aware of others looking for small gold nuggets on a river bank (yellow or gold is a deliberate emerging consciousness precursor, first used in early childhood to establish dream self augmentation), though the water induction factor (the most common dream state initialization, at least once per sleep cycle for over 50 years) is not residual. (The river is understood to be there, but I never see it. I am mostly faced away from it throughout my dream.) Over time, by digging in the soft dirt with my hands, I find what I think might be small pieces of gold, but the others claim that there is no gold where I am looking. The area I am digging in in a later scene is like the face of an embankment, a virtual cabinet of dirt. I find some big oblong crystals, including matte yellow, transparent blue, and colorless transparent - implied to be silver, but they tell me it is not gold and is probably without monetary value. I consider keeping them because of how beautiful they are, but the next act begins. (While yellow is typically supra-awareness of the dream self, correlating with viable lucidity or emerging consciousness, blue is with infra-awareness, linked with non-lucid dream control and trust in the transpersonal interconsciousness. See, for example, “Prominent Role of Blue Light and the Brainstem.”) I am now digging down into an area where I soon reach what seems to be the surface of a floor (even though I am still on the river bank), only about three feet down. I uncover a swag. I perceive it as belonging to one of the inmates of the prison that has been underground for many years. I open the cloth bundle to find several items. One item is a 15 cm ruler of thin metal and a central open area to each edge. There are a few small engravings on it, one featuring two soldiers walking. The number 1086 appears near one corner. I first think that might be the year it was produced but then consider it could not be. I am somewhat annoyed that what I am finding is probably from the 1940s or later. One of the unknown men, sitting on the riverbank, says he will give me $20.00 for it. I accept his offer. Next, I find an unusual long panel with three celebrity images. One of them is Ella Fitzgerald. Another is Mama Cass Elliot. The third is Frankie Laine. I tell one of the men that the year seems to be 1968. He says, “I’ll give you $7.00 for it.” I consider that is lower than I expected but I accept it. (My dream self does not perceive this obvious dream state indicator. All three of these people sang a song called “Dream a Little Dream of Me,” the 1968 version from the year Zsuzsanna was born being Mama Cass Elliot’s. Zsuzsanna used “ma” today on Facebook in wishing our oldest daughter a happy birthday.) I continue to dig. At one point, I use a thin sheet of metal to dig what now seems like compact beach sand. It is difficult. The scene changes again and digging becomes easier. Next, the preconscious precursor is female. I dig up several convict bodies from when the burying of the prison occurred. She seems perplexed and goes to get the authorities upon this discovery. (This is not logical, because the area’s contents are already known.) However, the bodies are of miniature people, the size of large dolls, not more than two feet in height. (The “corpses” are also dream state indicators, reactive representation of taking the self out of deeper sleep, which a doll also represents, autosymbolism for the body being inactive in sleep. This metaphorical process, in the same dreaming stage in relationship to ultradian rhythm, has occurred thousands of times in dreams since early childhood.) In the next stage, I find many more items, some of which I sell. There are now many people, members of the public, sitting along the river bank. I am soon looking at two large stacks of magazines. They seem to be Mad Magazines but are erroneously from Warren Publishing. Even though I have had, at one time or another, every Mad Magazine and Warren publication from 1969 to 1979, I consider that many of the issues are unfamiliar. An unknown man shares my cheerful interest in the find. They do not show any damage by being in the ground so long. The man cheerfully comments “1979” when we are discussing the magazine he is reading. I am in the emerging consciousness stage. Finding books or magazines in a dream (sometimes buried as here) reflects my subliminal desire to be awake to be able to read coherently. It is another factor that has occurred in dreams thousands of times since early childhood, though its original purpose was to remain in a dream with conscious awareness to intentionally read “dream books.” Dream state indicators reach the first level. (Infra-modulation is now a factor.) The next item found is an actual bed, an old mattress that had belonged to a prisoner. There is a cylindrical hole in the center of the mattress. The man from the previous segment and I joke about how the prisoner had used it to satisfy his desire to be with a woman. I dig some more and find a small plastic ride-on toy that seems to be a futuristic motorcycle of mainly blue. (This is the vestibular system correlation stage. The illusory physicality is a projection to establish conscious self initiation. It is the same service as a flight symbol in thousands of other dreams.) Now, as I look around, my dream reaches the indoors-outdoors amalgam stage. Even though I am on a river bank, I am also in a house with a wooden floor. There are many compartmentalized shelves (square sections), opposite the river, in a large area with wooden blocks for children in each shelf compartment. (It stems from an association with both the cell blocks of prisons and cellular biology and “building blocks” of life, the same associations having occurred in my teenage dreams. I always thought this dream state glitch was a bit odd and hard to block even in supra-awareness, no pun intended.) It all seems to be mine to sell now, though I remain somewhat puzzled at this stage (enigma space stage). Many people start making offers, and I slowly wake.

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15 Aug
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Hot air balloon

For my birthday my friends organized something for me in the city. A thick string appeared from the sky and my friends encouraged me to climb up. Climbing up I ended up in a basket, a hot air ballon! There where two people inside jumping outside to bungy jump. I was two scared so when they came back we moved to a floating island where you can practice these jumps. The sky was colorful and people where creative and excited. Once I was ready for my first jump, I woke up

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14 Aug
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dreaming the same thing often

so yea i have been havig this dream often and for kind of a long time and its like this- so it just starts like me outside its sunny and people walking then i start crying and when i start crying it starts raining so nobody sees that i am actually crying then all the people that are close to me in my life start screaming at me some mean stuff like- kill urself, ur disgusting, u cant do anything and something like that and im still just crying and listening to them and i belive everything they say and then everything starts to get so dark but only where i am and it gets me and then i realiesed i killed myself, i cutted my arms so deep and after i realiesed it i was so happy to be gone but then the screaming starts again and i start crying again and then i wake up. yup thats my dream and i dream about it often

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14 Aug
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A night with my love💕

This dream was just an ordinary dream until I saw my boyfriend. He was on a bus that I happened to be taking. I ran towards him falling into his arms. I could feel the warmth on the hug. Literally. Then my dream became a bit fuzzy and glitchy. I was at his house and then the next I was on a bus driving by his house while he was standing outside... I don’t think I’ll ever understand what happened then! They say when you hug someone in your dream, or cuddle someone, it means they are very close to you, or close to your heart!

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14 Aug
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Wooden Bridge Mishap of a Friend

The following is a formal rewrite of a 2013 online dream journal entry with added supplementation on Tuesday, 14 August 2018. Wooden Bridge Mishap of a Friend Morning of September 18, 2013. Wednesday. Reading time: 4 min 58 sec. Readability score: 63. My dream contains features, in a typical composite, from two recurring settings that always vary, as do all settings. One has the appearance of an area in Wisconsin near Chipmunk Coulee (where I lived as a child), and the other is a partial model of the fishing pier in El Jobean, Florida (pictured above). It is inherently a model of subliminal dream state awareness. It is caused by deliberately entering into the dream state with lucidity and expectancy, the setting being a manifestation of this process, but losing the essence of the consciously aware self on the other side of liminal space, though while still maintaining the thread of dream state awareness and wonder if only subliminally. Its foundation is from the Enchanted Forest from Harvey Comics. The wooden bridge in this dream is a deliberate form of both dream state induction and potential exit upon which the basis is the vestibular system correlation of the otherwise illusory dream body. It stems from the concept of crossing over into a different level of consciousness while maintaining the balance of illusion and elevation from the real physical body. As with a porch, it is one of the most common buffers as such. This reactive representation developed from before I could read and write. Part of an offset dream before returning to the induction point involves me hand-washing about five darker pairs of my socks in the Loomis Street house in Wisconsin. (This is a subliminal thread of awareness that I am not wearing socks in my sleep.) I think that I will travel north. I have a familiar idea that I have had in many previous dreams - that I will fly about and live and sleep in the trees and fly around mostly only at night in a cloak or bed sheet. The false memory of paying $15.00 a month to live with undesirable males does not appeal to me. Eventually, I become aware that I will be exploring the Enchanted Forest with Rick, a friend from Chicago during my young-adult years in La Crosse. As we approach the wooden bridge, I see that it does not seem suitable for cars, as the wood is thin plywood. It also does not seem wide enough for cars and people to cross at the same time. I am aware, though, that they are probably still working on building or repairing the bridge at this time and the plywood is only temporary. Rick and I jog over the first sections and curves, heading east to the wondrous place, but there is concern from Rick that cars may be approaching from behind us from the west, though I do not see or hear any. I move along confidently, running over an area where a small section of wood is missing near the railing to my right. It is about as wide as a person’s waist, big enough to fall through if not paying attention. I soon realize, though, that Rick may not see it if he is not watching where he is going. Sure enough, when he reaches the small open area, he falls through to the ground below only a moment before I start to warn him, about twenty feet, immediately beginning to scream and moan in pain. For a short time, I think about going on by myself, especially as I am aware of a farm below where people may help him. I look through the gap to see that Rick had picked up the section of plywood that had fallen from the bridge a few days ago. He uses it to saw off the tail from a dog that is watching a flock of sheep. I feel embarrassed by his act as I see an unknown woman approaching him (from the east) to see what is going on. I consider that he will get into trouble. However, she does not seem concerned about the dog. I ask Rick several times if he had broken his leg, but I do not get a clear answer. Eventually, I reach down, and with the help of the woman, we manage to get him back up through the hole. At this point, the distance to the ground seems only about six feet, despite the view from moments before, when it was a very long distance down. He sits down to rest to look at his leg. I become annoyed that my dream may end before we get to the more secluded area that has beautiful scenery as well as healing energy. (This is interesting, as my dream self is not lucid.) There may also be treasures there. The left side of his left knee, by the kneecap, comes off in four or five smaller ceramic-like pieces that he turns around in his hand with a slight concern. I am not sure if we will be going to the hospital from that point when my dream fades. Most of what is in this dream is from autoscripting, developed over a lifetime, though which remains primarily subliminal after moving beyond liminal space. Unfortunately, people who believe in “dream interpretation” seem incapable of understanding that, so I will explain some threads here. Rick’s entry into my dream is a factor of the continuous persistence of dream state indicators (the subliminal, liminal, or lucid awareness of being asleep and in the dream state). For several months, one of the only status updates on his Facebook timeline was “Rick is going to the mattresses,” including a few times on the date of this dream. That was from updates from a Facebook game he played a lot. It is, of course, a play on going to sleep and dreaming of which I could not block once going beyond liminal space to a point beyond where viable lucidity could exist. Therefore, “Rick is going to the mattresses” was unintentionally part of the autoscripting, and his appearance resulted, not as the usual preconscious avatar but as a projection of my dream self. (The woman who helped him up through the hole was the preconscious avatar in this case.) I am often aware of what is scripting my dreams in real time, though without viable lucidity. The cutting off of the dog’s tail is from an induction affirmation, “I am made of the healthiest energies in the universe.” It unintentionally stemmed from “puppy dogs’ tails…that’s what little boys are made of.” His left knee being ceramic is a reminder that the physicality of the dream state is illusory. (Left is associated with the direction of sleep induction and dreaming, as I most often sleep on my left side.) It also ties in with one of my first recalled dreams about a ceramic chicken. In real life, the healing of Zsuzsanna’s right knee (beyond medical possibility) had been the result of healing affirmations and, by her belief, my presence (and us finally meeting). It all fits even as a typical distortion, as my original companion on the induction bridge was Brenda, who was proven to have been a stand-in for Zsuzsanna. In childhood dreams, I deliberately (for drama and adventure) fell from the bridge, landing in a prehistoric world, though there were many resets and alternate versions of that series that I used for years.

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14 Aug
1

Back to High School

I was in my high school, I'm almost 21 now. My mom was being a substitute nurse for the day so she walked me to school. Before classes started, everyone gathered in the lunchroom. In there, I looked at my lunch and it was a squished potpie. I went to my mom at the nurse's office and she was crying. I asked her why and it was because a teacher wouldn't let me retake a test to try and bring my grades up. I confronted the teacher and started to raise my voice. He tried to deny me the right to up my grade and I said "No!" and woke up simultaneously saying "no" as I woke up.

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14 Aug
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From Another Time and Hovering

Morning of June 1, 1998. Reading time: 1 min 47 sec. Readability score: 62. Some common factors occurred in these segments of June 1, 1998. I travel back in time to see Zsuzsanna as she was growing up. She is with her mother in a park. In one scene, I become annoyed at some unknown people. I rise in the air and hover above the ground to express my annoyance. There are no hostile reactions. I do not become lucid even though this type of natural vestibular system correlation often triggers lucidity. (I have always deliberately flown easily in both non-lucid and lucid dreams since earliest memory, an average of more than once per sleep cycle all my life, though even in non-lucid dreams, I typically see it as natural and automatic. In this case, it is somewhat similar to when I experience bliss when I find myself in sleep paralysis and try to increase my focus, which usually causes waves of pleasure and a rising sensation. The difference is that I am aware of my real physical body being horizontal. From the time when I was very young when in sleep paralysis, I have rolled my eyes up to focus on the center of my forehead. It increases the buzzing sensations and “rolling waves” from head to toe and back that bring a sense of bliss. The additional presence I feel is always of love. I find it baffling how the majority experience the opposite when in sleep paralysis. It is one of the public concepts about the subject of dreams that do not add up when focusing on my own lifelong experiences.) In another scene, I am in a boat traveling over the ocean. At least two monkeys (male and female) live in an abandoned Noah’s Ark on the beach. It is much smaller than it should be, not much bigger than a houseboat. My skiff sits on the sand, a few feet from the shoreline. A boat is typically a reactive representation of the physical body when vestibular system correlation is present, not that much different than unaided flight, though does not always trigger lucidity in response. In one case in 1978, I tried to maintain control of a lucid dream, though my body ended up on a floating board, as vestibular system correlation become more linked to the awareness of my real physical body as being in bed. In a dream from 2013, my body is perceived as a “ship” to help people escape, though I eventually swim and slide through tunnels (a common dream event). In another dream from 2016, I am aware of a sailboat in which the sails are my lungs and seem to correlate with my breathing. Resupplemented on Tuesday, 14 August 2018.

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13 Aug
0

Vampire love

My dream starts out with me in a old building. At the time the world was taken over by vampires. A man that i called my father and a woman that i called my mother was with me. I was never allowed to go outside at night because all the vampires are out, and i'm not allowed to go outside during daytime alone because high rating vampires can go outside during the day. I disobeyed my parents and went out alone when they told me not to. There i see many vampires, i tried to stay out of sight from them. I went behind buildings where no vampire goes but, there i see a little vampire boy near the same age as me, he was blonde with snow white skin and a noble looking clothes. He asked me not to run, he said he was a good vampire and that he was. He told me that his father is the leader of the vampires and his father wanted him to take the roll of leader but, he didn't want too. I asked for his name and he said Jacob, and of course i told him my name. Me and him got along for a while and then we started to date each other. One day my parents saw my going out and they got suspicious of me so they followed me. There they saw me talking to Jacob. They got so mad and jumped out a pulled my away. Jacob ran after me while i yelled his name for help. Jacob grab my arm and pulled me into his arms. My parents were upset everyone was looking at us in the middle of the street. Then at that moment Jacob's dad saw us and he was furious. Me and Jacob somehow ended the war between humans and vampires. Me and Jacob lived a happy life together and having 2 kids.

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13 Aug
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The killer cowboy

My dream starts off with me in a church but, in that church we were worshiping the devil. I was wearing white while everyone else was wearing black, these 3 old woman were talking about me wearing white instead of black, so i walked out of the church. There i was in front of the church and i was in a dirty old maid outfit with 3 other girls. A carriage in front of us. A fat cow stands in front of us and he said, "You 4 girls are counted as the prettiest girls in this village, so we are taking you guys with me.". The 2 of the girls went in the carriage but a few minutes later the carriage explode. Me and the other girl started to run but the cowboy shoot the girl next to me. I suddenly ran into a circus where i hid. I was in a box of some sort, I couldn't see anything the only things i could hear was the people practicing, then out of nowhere i hear gunshots. "WHERE'S THE GIRL" he yelled. I got very scared so i started to run but, then i ended up in a party? It was modern time, everyone was partying while i stared to roam around the place. I ended up going down a dark hallway where i see the bathroom light on so i go in, there i see 2 guys in the smoking and doing drugs. i asked them if i could hide there and they said yes, so i hid behind the door. I hear gunshots again, it's from the hallway. I hear him yelling for my name but, i hear him coming closer and then he was at the bathroom door. he shoot the 2 guys and then he saw me. i started to run down the dark hallway and there he started to follow me while shooting.

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13 Aug
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I sort of invented a new drink

I “invented” a new drink which is basically a mix of that pep! soda from ducktales, green tea, sugar and vanilla and cinnamon powder. I dont remember what happens exactly but i only remember taking some vanilla powder from starbucks, inventing it then going out to buy more ingredients. While i was buying more ingredients i remember seeing Emma Watson but her name was Hermione, like from harry potter

Kok Mei Xuan dreams Kok Mei Xuan

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13 Aug
2

Marriage

Find myself getting married in the dream

Ngozi.aguh dreams Ngozi.aguh

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13 Aug
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Cartoons music

I had inside my mind the music of the looney tunes all night long, it wouldn’t go away, it was so annoying. . . . I tried everything to get rid of the sound but it was stuck in my head.

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12 Aug
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Fragments of dreams

Frustrated that I can't remember them whole, I have them very vivid on my mind in the morning but then I don't register them so I forget them. - I have a brother who is mentally challenged. I dreamt about him being actually less challenged that he really is. But his personality was different. Totally opposite. I go into my parents' room and he is lying in bed completely covered, like he was cold or just cozy. All the bed clothes were shocking pink. He was craving love, telling me how much he missed me, and saying why I don't visit him more often and if I wanted to snuggle in bed too. I was a little baffled about it. He also told me that he was experiencing strong headaches. Also said "I am not as dumb as you all think I am". In real life he is unable to express these kind of things, even he has a hard time explaining physical pain, he rarely expresses it. - I have a friend who just found a new apartment and she'll move from her mother's house with her boyfriend. They had been looking for a place for a long time, since things were very tense with the mother. I dreamt they weren't living there, but in another friend's house. This other friend still lives with her parents and sisters and I know she wants to be on her own too. The house was different than it actually is, it was more rural, Spanish style, with adobe wall (I dream a lot about houses like that). This second friend ask them if she and her son could move with them too. She was very excited about it. I can't recall the other girl's reaction. - Trump, besides being president, was a soccer player, and he was the goal scorer of the American team and one of the best players in a world championship. However the press and the public opinion were outraged, they couldn't believe a president was also competing in sports. They did all sorts of things to bring him down and then they managed to put him in jail. The jail was really nasty, dirty, with pools of urine. The inmates looked scary too. He was wearing a black leather jacket and looked much younger. The inmates wanted to hurt him and tried to provoke him into fighting. But he avoids physical confrontation with his retoric and in the end he turned the inmates to his side. Melania then appeared in a conjugal visit. She was crying, telling him how much she missed him. She told him she is sure he is going to be free soon.

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12 Aug
1

Old delapitated house

I have been dreaming about this old houses since I was a child. in the dream this old house seem to be a family house which I am attached to. seem like it is given to me but it is so full of tenants on one side and they aren't paying any rent. I dream trying to evict them, fighting but they don't fight back. at some stage I even went to the town council to check if its writing in my name but couldn't get any clear information. it a huge house with different rooms with each having its own bedrooms and kitchen, like a boarding house. it is well furnished. gardens are not tidy. This dream progress and this time it had the old side and the new side which was a double story with beautiful finishings but still a boarding house. I see me still fighting to get the tenants to pay, while they refuse, but they do not fight me in any way.

Thangry dreams Thangry

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12 Aug
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Pooing on self

dreamt poo on me. the strange thing was that in the dream, there was no smell at all nor any feelings of shame. I was just surprised. when I woke up, the feeling of being surprised was still there.

Thangry dreams Thangry

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12 Aug
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Specialist and Stars

This dream jumps in at a doctor's appt that I am at with my mother (who I a haven't spoken to in a decade) and we are seeing a specialist for my migraines, which is a chronic problem for me irl. I appear to be the same age I am now, but somehow a teen again at the same time. The first appt is fine, but the doc is unsure of some things and needs to make some calls and do research. My mother and I go home and she begins to make dinner. My father comes home and has a ladder and does some kind of home repairs. Tells me that my migraines are all in my head, because he's him and that's just something he'd say. We get called back into the doc office and she has some new info. It's not much in the way of a cure, but an explanation of the way migraines affect my body. She has a chart and of the body and is trying to explain things to me. Maybe she is trying to get to treatments, but my mother keeps trying to leave, because she wants to finish making diner so my father won't be mad. I tell her that there's all these different options and explain them all to her, but she's not having it. She keeps wanting to leave, so it gets cut short. In another part of the dream there must be some kind of minor disaster or something and one of the only things open is a convenient store that is by my parent's house. I hadn't been in there in years. When I enter I see that there is a corner that me and my brother, and our friends had decorated with pictures of ourselves at bday parties, and other things, as well as some family pics, some really old dating back hundreds of years still hanging there. I thought it was so odd that it was there. I was a little embarrassed it was in such a public space. At some point before I could get them down and stored properly most of them were destroyed by someone and felt a little distraught at not getting to have any of them. In another part of what I think is the same dream, I was having to clean bathrooms. Why, I don't know. It was just something that had to get done as a set chore before I could go home. I was a few other people. One bathroom I ended up in was familiar. It belonged to someone semi-famous. I had a falling out with him because I didn't like that he was dating Scarlet Johansen. lol I thought she was an awful person. Anyway, I just wanted to get it done enough to leave before he saw me there. It didn't happen and he had her with him. I took his car, but he didn't seem to mind. It was odd to maneuver, because it was a special order vehicle, so I had to reprogram it to my specifications. That was the end of the dream. I just woke up not long ago, so I have not had time to think much on what any of this dream might mean, because I wanted to get it written before I forgot it.

Shawna dreams Shawna

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