I was hanging out with some friends and this girl from college shows up. She looks like she is doing really well now. I try to avoid her because our friendship ended on pretty rough terms. I overhear her talking about this amazing job she has now, the apartment in New York she just bought, and her private jet. It makes me feel a little insignificant as I’m still in school and have nothing to speak for my accomplishments. She leaves and a couple of my friends show up. We decide to all hang out and stay over at friend A’s house since she lives in town. We get there and the feelings come back as this house is essentially a mini mansion. We hang out for a while and one night turns into 5 and I realize I have to get home. My mother comes and gives me a boarding pass for a flight that leaves in 20 minutes and we have to rush down through nyc traffic to get there. Friend B is with me in the back seat like we’re being chauffeured around. We get close to the airport, but it’s already too late so we turn around. We get back to friend A’s house and she’s in the middle of cleaning up. She doesn’t seem to want us anymore (we’ve overstayed our welcome as is) but politely let’s us stay since there’s nowhere else to go. Friend B is really upset for some reason and decides that we all need to drink. We make a handful of drinks and end up throwing them all up. I’m still really upset that I missed my flight. During the drinking fiasco, multiple boarding passes show up in my bag but they all have times that are impossible to get to and I keep missing more flights.
Morning of December 10, 2018. Monday. Dream #: 18,984-05. Reading time (optimized): 1 min. Readability score: 75. I enter another of several vivid dreams of this date. In this event, I maintain most of my conscious self identity in association with my marriage and family. The setting is unknown. My mother is present. My dream self does not recall that she had died in October of 2002 or that she had never been to Australia or met Zsuzsanna or our children in real life. She had bought two cakes in pans with ice cream covering them. I eat some of the darker cake. Zsuzsanna and our three youngest children are present. I then go on to eat some of the other “cake” and see that it is now mostly white ice cream that seems to be partially melting. I also notice steam rising from it, and become puzzled. I scoop up and eat a lot of it. Something in the back of my mind makes me question this situation. I pick up an interesting object from near a corner of the cake pan. It is a beautiful rooster salt shaker in a crowing stance. There was loose salt around it. (I am wondering if this is another dream with gamma-aminobutyric acid autosymbolism or if it represents sweating in the heat.) I wake as I gaze at the rooster salt shaker and find it curious that a place that sells food would give one out for each purchase. Of course, a rooster is autosymbolism for the preconscious function and transition of waking up from sleep. How obvious can it get?
Night of December 9, 2018. Sunday. Dream #: 18,983-02. Reading time (optimized): 1 min. Readability score: 62. In this dream, I maintain conscious self identity as well as dream state awareness while slipping into the enigmatic space of REM sleep, which in this case, becomes divided by a stone wall. Manipulating the imaginary walls of this level of dreaming is second only to vestibular system correlation. I find myself effortlessly pulling large stones out of the wall to create a big square window. Beyond the window, I see blue sky, and a marsh below, where there is only water and trees. The sight is beautiful and peaceful. I float slowly through the window and gaze upon the gradual changes in the imagery. Time passes, and I eventually notice that the scene of trees and water is now clothing floating in laundry water in a big outdoor expanse. I find the transition curious but consider that it is because my conscious self is closer to the surface of the enigmatic space of the dream state. From here, I slowly fly to a muddy river bank, and the scene returns to its original status. As I hold onto my conscious self essence, I see a pair of tennis shoes seemingly rising out of the mud (though more a factor of water lowering waking symbolism) to remind me that I am not wearing shoes in bed as I sleep. Soon, they seem brand new and dry. The detail is vivid and precise. I consider if I should become virtually corporeal and wear the shoes, or fly on to another imaginary realm, but wake.
In my dream I had began to like a kid named Mountain, I think he was slightly mentally challenged and his teacher would always scream at him. We would always walk home holding hands. One day while we were walking home I saw a dead lady babbling about us and God and I said she was just crazy. We had kept walking on except the whole land had transformed into lakes, palm trees, and vivid green grass. I had realized we weren't on Earth anymore and I said to him all we have to do is run up this mountain (it was actually a hill) and we could go back. We shared our dreams about each other while we ran up the hill. The dream then shifted to us both walking into a small wood building as ghosts and asked when the Ruptures had died (our last name) and she said 1917. Mountain had said something like, "oh yeah we had started killing people that's why." I started giggling and he mentioned something about clubbing. There were also two children standing next to us which I think may have been ours. One had blonde hair to his shoulder and had a black turtleneck on and I forgot what the other one looked like. I also remember remarking how I wish I could've spent at least one more moment with my mother when I was alive and I felt very sad about it.
I remember being texted by my current girlfriends mother asking for sexual favors.. Then awkwardly sat down at a table with my girlfriends family and my family for what seemed to be one large meal. After the meal I was suddenly in my old high school but the halls were dark and it was raining outside. Just as my girlfriend and I were about to leave we stopped and a little Asian boy brought out microphones, girls I've never seen before started singing "Dont stop believin'" then I woke up.
I went to a very big and old Banya , looked like the Banyas in the late 1800's or early 1900's I began to wash my body and suddenly saw a man I know He had a bath linen He helped everyone wash their body , i went and talked to him and we talked and washed our body and sang
Morning of December 10, 2018. Monday. Dream #: 18,984-07. Reading time (optimized): 2 min. Readability score (optimized): 60. Summary for casual readers only: While on the Cubitis carport, I see two toy parachutists hanging from the northerly eaves, a blue one and a white one. I go around and take the white one down and throw it about when back on the carport. An unknown woman looks on from where the carport meets the driveway. Readers with no interest in legitimate causes and effects of dreams need not read past this point. Preconscious precursor: My dream self attains subliminal awareness of being in REM sleep, though no current conscious self identity has yet emerged. A common liminal space nexus, the Cubitis carport (irrelevant to real life since 1978), is the setting. It represents being within the virtual space between my imaginary dream self and my conscious self identity. In subliminal, liminal, and concurrent dream self modes, I have deliberately used porches and carports since early childhood for this level of dream state and wakefulness processing. I am on the Cubitis house’s carport in late morning. The sky is blue, and I mostly focus on the northerly direction. Someone else is present who is a female of perhaps thirty, but I do not know her identity. To the north, I see objects in the sky. (One might be an airplane, but this remains unknown when I focus on the toys in the next scene.) I eventually see a toy parachutist hanging from the eaves. I had first thought that it was in the air in the distance, beyond Harold’s house on the other side of the orange grove. I walk around outside of the carport. At this point, I see two toy parachutists hanging by strings from their miniature parachutes, one slightly higher than the other. One is blue and the other white. I somehow take down the white toy (which would not have been possible in reality as it would have been too high up). I play with the toy parachutist on the carport for several minutes, noticing that it works very well, the parachute expanding and the soldier slowly floating down as I catch it each time. Its texture is simultaneously rubbery and silky. I find its perfection wondrous. Eventually, I begin to recall who I am. I remember my youngest son, though there is no other recall (such as where I live as I erroneously maintain the illusion of Cubitis until I wake). I consider that I will give my youngest son the toys. I think that someone, perhaps two unknown young boys, had lost them and probably will not return. Crucial notes: A common factor of the waking process and consciousness achievement is the preconscious simulacrum. Here, it is probably my wife Zsuzsanna, though remains dormant (unrecognized) until I wake. It does not domineer, as I am actively working with vestibular system correlation in subliminal anticipation of the falling start that terminates many dreams, though of which does not occur here as I modulate the process into a soft awakening, though with a projected transition rather than inherited.
a recurring dream of me lying at the bottom of a body of water looking up at the light rays that pierce through , this much does not change when im there other things do however such as the sun being tamed by looking through a spiral of fish swimming high above ... its never a feeling of panic but of contentment. im searching for meaning behind such an over occuring dream
I was walking in a parking garage heading to the entrance to a grocery store. As I was walking, I noticed to the corner of my left eye that there is someone who looks suspicious heading my way, so I change my pace to see if they were coming after me, and it turned out they were. It was a Hispanic woman, shorter than me, and dressed with a gray sweatshirt under a black vest/hood, black jeans, and black boots. She demanded in broken English to see my wallet(and for some reason I had my mom’s purse with me and she grabbed it from me). I was telling her in Spanish that I don’t want any problems and begged that she could have my money and cards, but to please let me have my ID. I pulled my ID out and shoved the wallet at her chest and said in Spanish that she could take whatever she wanted. I noticed she didn’t even have a weapon, but I didn’t want to push my luck in case she had one, I remember cussing at her in Spanish and pushed her away from me and ran to the grocery store entrance. Once I was in there, it was like nothing happened, I just proceeded to walk like I was about to begin shopping.
I was fighting with someone but I can’t remember why. I just remember I felt like I was going crazy because voices in my head would tell me what to do...my voices. It was like my mind had manifested copies of myself. I was facing a man with a gun who wanted to hurt me. One voice kept telling me to “do it”, as in shoot the man. The other was pleading for me to give him a chance or at least a warning. We’re standing outside of a building, both under the overhang. The man is about 6 ft from me. I pull it my gun, point it at the man’s head, and the voices are getting louder. He points his at me and I yell a warning at him. I cock the gun, he shoots me and hits me in the shoulder. I fire in response, hitting him right in the chest. I expect the shot to kill him, but it doesn’t. He reaches up to where I shot him, blood covering his hand. He looks at the hand and wound and just laughs at me as if it has done nothing. Then I wake up.
This is a reoccurring dream I’ve had since I was about 4 years old. In the dream I am a 4 year old girl. I had a ring on/ in my hand, somehow it fell off. My uncle Roy was visiting our house that day. My ring had rolled all the way out of our yard, near the road underneath a picnic table we had outside the fence. Our neighbors across the street had 2 white husky type dogs that were really scary. I asked my uncle Roy to follow me out to the road to get my ring. I crawled under the picnic table and grabbed the ring. I saw the dogs looking at me. Uncle Roy was nowhere to be seen. I was alone. I wake up at this part every time.
In real life I was about 9-10 weeks pregnant. In my dream I was going into labor, I blacked out, lost about 3 hours of memory, and I realized I couldn’t feel my legs. I was at mercy hospital. Greg had his own bed that was a full size of bigger. Also remember seeing some baby bottles I wanted right before I woke up. My surgeon was a man, he was kind of brown. In the dream I also never saw my baby but I sensed that it was a girl.
I visited someone in Armenia They were very nice We sang and danced And drank tea and talked to each other and had fun a lot Then we turned on an old radio that was playing and old song from Soviet era After some short while , a man came to door I went to the yard and opened the door The man said: Barev, yes namak yem berum voreve mekits’ (hello , I bring a letter from someone) I took the letter and went into the house , then I heard a huge thunder , and it began to rain We were going to read the letter and suddenly , we heard a heavy noise , we ran out and saw that thunder hit the man who brought letter , we were scared , we quickly ran into house to call ambulance , and saw lots of Jinns in the room , the Jinns were dancing and making noise , we ran to car and I began to drive it fastly , we escaped to a church and stayed there for one day , then when we came back , the house was messy , and the Jinns had made the carpets and clothes dirty
The ground is dry and without vegetation. At one place there are 3 glowing stars. People are talking and I realize it is the Devil Down under with a strong force. The ground is shaking and I escape up a curved mountain road going round and round. One place I allmost step outside the Cliff, and it scares me, so I stick to the inside. Then something about some freinds making dinner. My collegue is out with the boss, who have a bad temper. I am looking at some skincream of hers. My exgirlfreind have a room full of ceramics. Note: My dads dog have a fracture in the back making a hell of pain for the dog, and he is having painkillers (The Devil down under). The spine-theme repeats in the mountain and the ceramics.
I was playing Terraria🌳 with my cousin Shay in the party. I built a nice park🏞with a nice landscaped hill⛰the in the background. Seamed Gold eventualy joined🎮. I went and showed him a Hospital🏥I built right next to it. It wasn't even half done so it looked a little dark and creepy🌑🕷. There was an attic overhead and some crates lying around. We were in the main lobby which had medical props💉but no walls yet. I would definetely house my Nurse👩⚕️there.
Morning of December 2, 2018. Sunday. Dream #: 18,976-01. Reading time: 1 min 30 sec. Readability score: 52. Harrison Ford (whom my infra-self perceives as a teacher rather than a celebrity in this dream) is giving a lecture, from behind a podium, at a graduation ceremony at Western Technical College, occurring late at night, but no one else is present (other than my dream self). Perhaps he is speaking to the tall palm trees that rise into the night, in the vague suggestion of an arc. They curve down slightly. Errors: Palm trees do not grow well outdoors in Wisconsin as it is too cold. I have not lived in La Crosse since February 1994. No discernible threads of my waking life identity are present, which often results in not recognizing celebrities. “Of Roof Space, Indoor Rain, and Shouting Palm Trees” followed on December 4. Harrison Ford appeared as Han Solo in a dream of December 22, 2016, that seemed precognitive of Carrie Fisher’s demise on December 27. “The Tallest Palm,” my music from a dream of July 23, 2006, is on a compilation CD with other artists as a benefit for wounded soldiers; released on July 30, 2007, by DMusic. My dream repeated on July 23, 2015. Preconscious (reticular activating system simulacrum) as authoritative, as a celebrity, as emerging consciousness (thinking skills), as teacher, as finalizing emergence (graduation). Trees typically correlate with subliminal, liminal, or concurrent consciousness factors of emerging physicality as well as implying presence of the interconsciousness. For example, in a dream of September 13, 1979, I was transformed into a tree by my “mystery girl” to correlate with the realization that my real physical body did not move as I slept. I merged with the leaves of a palm tree in a dream of November 1, 1992. In a dream of February 9, 1993, I commanded a tree to pick up a nun and rock her like a baby in its branches (a lucid awareness of being in peaceful sleep). In a dream of April 15, 2016, a rendering somewhat like a mechanized mannequin, though with a human essence, emerged from the bottom of an uprooted tree as the emerging consciousness (waking transition) factor. In early childhood dreams, trees sometimes held the essence of people, sometimes having human faces, in the realization that people do not walk around when in REM sleep.
Dream was of a figure with a feminine energy standing slightly to the left of my doorway at 3:30-4 am, the actual time and place of where I actually was. I was laying in my bed awake looking at this figure, it was a peaceful figure, almost angelic. My past best friend was lying next to me in this dream and the figure at the doorway was talking to me about the problems I’m currently struggling with, such as this friends drug problem, finance, etc. each time this figure would bring up a problem/trigger, an unexplainable thing would happen, a surge of energy would expand from my chest and all I would see was a bright white light, almost blinding. This happened about 3 times before the figure waited for my friend to completely fall asleep. The figure then said, in a very gentle & calming voice, “Okay Abigail,” and I looked at it/her, and she said, “marriage” and I looked at her and nodded, she asked me if I resonated with that word and I nodded again a little confused(I understood she was referring to my parents broken marriage that had a messy ending) and she brought to a place in time of that, which also happens to be the same time of year it is now. That same surge hit me so intensely, my chest felt it was lifting, the energy was expanding with so much pressure from my chest and all I could see was white, it became paralyzing before I finally awoke in disbelief, feeling a sense of an outer body experience
I was leaving my home for some reason, but I wanted to reunite with my family one day. everyday I would leave a poem about where I was going, the would all end in "Remember Me". When I finally got to my destination, I placed one last note. "Remember Me?" is what it said. I lived there for years until my brother found me. He had collected all the notes and looked for me for a long time. When I confronted him, he looked at me confused. All he said was "I don't know you", before he walked away.
I had a dream they updated Black Ops II Nuketown zombies with ☀/🌙 cycles and a bunch of weapons. I started off playing with some old friends. I had a SCAR H and I was loaded up full of perks. For some reason I decided to🔚the game right as I got Juggernog. When I started it back up solo, I had everything but my perks, but Stamin' up👟⏩landed instead of Quick-revive💉so it let me only buy it for 500 credits. So I started telling everybody that you keep your stuff next game if you have to leave. There were fire sale non power ups around the map that would activate a fire sale power up. I found it cool they added the Scorpion EVO III. The zombies were also much harder and more aggresive.
This whole dream was just weird all around. First I was in some house. Idk who's house, it felt like it was mine and I had newly moved in or something, There was a scorpion and someone had been stung by it but I killed it. I was concerned that maybe there was another so I was on the look out, looking outside to see if one was outside. My mom was with me. When we were looking outside I noticed there was full grown avocados in my garden growing from a large bush. I remember saying to my mom, wow it must have been from tossing the seeds out the window they magically grew. Some other things happened I cant remember, Next thing that stuck out in the dream was we saw a rainbow out of the window but the coolest rainbow ever, it was so vivid and it was the end of the rainbow...you could see right where it ended, I was like lets go check it out, maybe theres a leprechaun, I was joking but remember the rainbow moving to another place when I looked back up and then the whole dream switched and I was some place and these 3 girls were walking around, I was minding my business then next thing I know I hear some guy go we need that girl there, talking about me, I was a model/actor so it wasnt out of the norm, I think I was shooting something else while I was there but then he pulled me from what I was doing because he wanted to film me to say something for a car event and I was the person reveling whatever was in the envelope, maybe it was a winner to the car event I think? Idk I was told to read a script, I also didnt really agree with one of the lines they wanted me to say because it was kind of negative about the people who were at the event and Im a car person so It bothered me. The three girls worked w the person who pulled me aside but they weren't working on the car thing, also my boss was there which is weird? but at the beginning when the dream switched, not when I was pulled away...idk but weirdest dream ever!!
I was in sixflags. They were about to close the park and a small group of people including me were able to ride one last time, I sat in the last carriage of the superman roller coaster. Trust me, I know the path like the palm of my hand. This time it was different, it had more twisted areas, it was faster than before. Unfortunately, at the most dangerous Point my safe belt broke down! I can’t remember how I got safe and sound. And I think I had another dream but it was at the park so I think that is all together.. So this time I’m with a group of people having dinner, they were interviewing me to see if I could be a good babysitter. I was doing great! The whole family of the kid was there, and they made me feel welcomed. Until I realized they had POWERS! They said “you are the one!” First, the grandpa fainted and he turned into a giant wolf with shiny green eyes, he started to chase us. Then the mother turned into a giant tiger also with green shiny eyes! She started to fight the wolf. It was a close fight, they both gave up and decided to get me. I wanted powers to defend myself. In the end I saw Demi Lovato singing with the crowd.
Okay so I am a girl but lately I have been having a lot of dreams of being a boy. This dream started off with me as my age 15 but of course, I was a boy. I was walking through an apartment building when my friend opened a door and motioned me inside. She told me that I can look around to see if I wanted to live with her. I told her that I would because it was closer to the school. I walked around and noticed this hallway that she has at her actual house and I hate it because it feels really eerie and I don't like standing in it. I told her in the dream that I hate that hallway and that I would sleep on the couch. She yelled at me saying that her apartment wasn't haunted. Then she disappeared and the apartment turned into this really tall skinny house. The first floor was just a kitchen. The front door was wood but the back door was two doors made of glass. From there I could see the house was on a grassy hill and there was a tree near the house, leaning on the side of the hill and its branches shaded the ground beneath the hill. Near the hill was a river and a few trees. All of a sudden, for some reason I was like "I just won a contest!" and I checked my phone and it said I had won 5 free lion embryos. There was a knock at the glass door in front of me and I looked out and saw resting at the tree were five blue small lion cubs. Two of them noticed me and I opened the glass door. They jumped on me and suddenly they turned into a pink box full of liquid and there were two blue embryos inside. I panicked and I dropped the container, the liquid falling onto the ground outside causing the other cubs to notice and start running over. I panicked and shut the door and suddenly the front door opened. There, another friend of mine showed up and she said "Are you ready for the school trip?" And I asked her what trip but she didn't answer and went outside. A boy whose face I couldn't see but he had blonde hair showed up and suddenly we looked about to be maybe 9/10. He asked me if I wanted to play tag and I told him no. He didn't move so I asked him why he wasn't going to play with the other kids who I could see running around near the river. He said that he wanted to stay with me so I said whatever and went outside. Then I ended up on a bridge with him that led down to the bottom of the hill and I stopped walking midway. The kid stopped and he said he had a question. I asked him when he wanted and he asked if I wanted to go out with him. I said "Wait, can I just think about this for a little?" and he just smiled and said okay. Then he took off and played tag with the other kids. It wasn't long before he suddenly fell in the river and he didn't come back out. I thought that I should have said yes. The dream changed again and I was an older male. I had short ginger hair (I have longer ginger hair) and the same skin color, literally everything but I was just gender swapped. I was maybe around 22/23ish since I was at a bar drinking. I had a brown haired guy on my right and a black haired guy with glasses to my left. I kept repeating that I wanted to find a boyfriend but that black haired guy said that I shouldn't be drunk then. I got mad and stumbled outside where there was a large fountain. I looked in and there was a guy sitting in the water with long white hair. At first I thought it was a girl and then he looked up and smiled. "Look at all the pretty fish!" He told me and pointed at all the koi fish swimming around him. The guy looked about 22 too and suddenly the dream changed once more. I was at my grandmas house this time upstairs. A older guy and girl were there arguing. I couldn't tell who they were but the guy looked really mad. He glared at me and took the girl to a room where I tried to look. I found a balloon on the floor and took it and the man told me not to say anything about what I saw (I saw nothing, just the balloon i picked up). I nodded and then I heard footsteps at the stairs and when I saw my dad, I got scared and threw the balloon in a different room. My dad was trying to see what was happening with the two in the other room so I ran downstairs. Downstairs looked like my grandmas old house actually. I sat down on the brown leather chair that was originally from my old house. My sister was looking at me from on the other side of the room, sitting in a brown recliner. There was a glass bottle on the table across from her. She told me that I couldn't flip the bottle and i got mad and told her I could. With my mind I flipped the bottle twice in the air and then sat it down. She got mad and left through a door. The two from the bar showed up and sat next to me, handing a drink that I started to chug. Suddenly, I acted drunk and told them I wanted a boyfriend. My dad came back from downstairs and told me that I wouldn't find anyone drunk. As I stood, another leather couch appeared and laying across it was the white haired guy from earlier. I ran over to him and shouted "Oh my god you are really pretty you should join my team!!" and after that I woke up. Not sure what any of that means but if someone knows please help out!
I was wondering some town and looking at vintage items in various shops (rotary phones, old samsonite luggage, typewriters, etc). I ran into this older woman who saw pointed out that I looked sad. She took me to get ice cream and candy so we could talk about what was on my mind. She was really sweet. She suggested that I needed a change or to do something fun like go on vacation. I decided to take a trip to some island and she agreed to help get me there. I pack up a car of luggage and then decide to just leave and never come back. She asks me if I’m sure and I say yes, then proceeds to drive me to (presumably) the airport. Things keep going wrong on the way there and we have to keep stopping for stuff like flat tired or detoured routes. Regardless, I was still determined to leave. I woke up before I got to my destination.