I was in a compound that looked somewhere between a house, a church, a tower, and a castle, depending on the scene. I was being held in a room where I was questioned by a fat old woman with a creepy smile on my thoughts regarding my imminent execution. I told her, calmly, that I was going to survive no matter what, and then systematically hunt down and kill everyone responsible for putting me in this situation. I leaned in closer and whispered something to the effect of "including/starting with you". I then head butted her to the ground and stomped on her skull. I crept down the corridor to an exit, and heard conversation in another room. Someone received a phone call asking how the execution went. It then became known that I had escaped. I kicked down the door and fled into the night. A flashback then happened of the previous night, where I was chased up a spiraling stairwell by the executioner. I reached the top, some kind of prayer room, and hid in a coffin on a pedestal in the center of the room. The executioner stopped outside the coffin. He could hear my breathing and knew I was there. He looked at the clock and announced how many hours I had left. He voiced his approval that I was offering a last prayer (apparently that's what the coffin is for), then told me to sleep well, patted the coffin, and left the room. This dream was a weird mix of the most vulnerable, and the most empowered, I've felt. I distinctly remember my determination when I vowed that I would find the judge and jury and get my revenge. Fighting back after years of nightmares never felt so good.
I dreamed a big dog was coming toward our front porch so my fiance went out it wasnt a mean dog it was just huge.then it transformed into a man an i went got gun it was laughing at me an said i wouldnt shoot.as it went on it turned back to dog then attacked my lil dog i have on a dog runner in my yard so my fiance goes out an shoots it in the back with a gun.so in a few secs it transforms into a lil boy.but doesnt die.so as im talking to the lil boy he seems to be ok.says hes gunna tell the police.i said you attacked my dog i have cameras up all around my house.i ask where his mother was he says walmart what does this mean?
I had a dream last night and the dream was , I was with one guy and I was cutting the branches of a palm tree and I saw a snake on it and it fell on the ground, the color was gold and black but the gold was more than the black , the snake enters in a while and I took a stick wanted to hit the the snake with it but I didn't , the guy I was with also entered the hole wanted to catch the snake with his hands and I was scared but the snake was not harmful. That is the dream I had .
The first thing I remember was that,I was swimming in a big classroom of my school,it was like a flood.I wasn't the only one swimming there,they were a lot of other classmates and other friends.Next thing I remember,its me coming out of the schools door,following my best friend into the woods and running,than we found a soccer field,and we kept running and than we go back in the school.My mind kept telling me to ditch History class.And I did,together with my old best friend.As I got out of the schools main door,my old friend tells me to follow her into the woods(schools yard).And than she looked around if anyone was watching us,and she touched a flower and a yellow butterfly came out and landed on my index finger.And I was like:"Wow,this is what you,and Katie,Maddie and Sofie did?"She just sayed:"Uhm.."And my mind was telling me that they(my classmate "friends")were doing something secret from me.And than we started running to the schools door,because the bell rang,and when I tried to get in,the History teacher was there I ran back outside,and climbed a tree,really fast,everything started fading away,and my mind kept telling me that the History teacher never found me...What do you people think?
One of my dreams was very disturbing. It begins with a sort of movie-like introduction, almost like a news footage of new mutants (X-Men style) that have multiple powers, and there is a government-sanctioned squad of mutants tasked to track these down and deal with them. They find in their list one with x3 powers. (I guess that means he has three distinct abilities.) Next the dream cuts to a scene where this thug-like squad has found him. It is a dark room, poorly lit with a blue-y feel to it. One of the thugs cockily begins an 'interrogation', to which the x3 man refuses to give in, almost with a hint of humour. Next, the thugs begin to beat their victim, each blow so brutally hard the man's body contorts in total agony, and screams loudly. They pound him like this at least ten times before a big bulky dude, reminiscent of the Hulk and Ben from Fantastic 4, charges and body-drops on the man's head with such a force that his neck breaks and his head is displaced to somewhere on his rib cage, and he collapses into a sack of bones and skin. This didn't wake me up (an alarm did), but I cannot remember what came after this dream.
Morning of September 26, 2017. Tuesday. My wife Zsuzsanna and our children, mostly as we appear now, are living in a house that is similar to our present home (and in fact implied to be our present home), though has a fictional second storey. Eventually, I am aware that the sun is too hot. I mostly become aware of this upon going to the second floor (with Zsuzsanna), which is mainly featureless and resembles the second floor of the Loomis Street house when the apartment was empty, as there is a singular window on one side of the large room and a ceiling sloped on both sides. (I have not been in this house in real life since 1994.) I feel intense heat and realize we need to go back downstairs. I guess the world is ending, but I am not very emotional. I tell our youngest son that we will be burned up, but it does not seem like a bad situation. Still, I want all of our family together for “the end”. We go into our oldest son’s room. Our other children are present in the room. Our oldest son does not seem present. Eventually, Zsuzsanna and our youngest son slide out a cardboard storage box from under the bed. Our oldest son is sleeping in it. This dream is easily recognized as a mix of factors, dynamics, and inherent dream state symbolism (unrelated to waking life other than as real-time environmental alert dynamics via RAS) that have occurred regularly since early childhood. As a result of having studied and validated up to nine dreams a day, every day, all my life (not even including apex lucidity and long sequences of hypnagogia) there is rarely anything “new” I dream in terms of core symbolism, and yet the individual uniqueness of each still amazes me. “Discovering the sleeper” dreams are common (but are not always so literal as here, as even a dream of yesterday, “Hierarchy Artifacts” was basically of this type). This is somewhat related to a type of subliminal lucidity (but not of the type where conscious self identity subliminally creates and controls the dream). In this case, The Sleeper was our oldest son but of course still is a dream state indicator that I am asleep. “Discovering the sleeper” dreams (mainly when as literal as here) are quite different from dreams where the preconscious is more active and dominant and are hardly ever the last dream of a sleeping period. Obviously, this type of dream is not inherently waking symbolism (unless the preconscious becomes active via RAS activity either by environmental noise or internal circadian rhythms), but somewhat the opposite. “End of the world” dreams typically have no waking life relevance (and if they did, no one would still be here to know anyway) other than at some levels (including reading too much negative news in the media). In this case however, the sun being too hot and coming to an end was based on environmental factors where it was uncomfortably hot in real life. When I went downstairs from the second floor, after becoming more aware of the ambiance and dynamics of my real environment, this was a form of dream state reinduction. Common dreams where there is “something wrong with the sun” usually also more accurately feature current associations with present conscious self identity (and do not typically incur extensive loss of memory of the present conscious self as many other types of dreams). This is evidence for the sun symbolizing the waking self (and current conscious self identity). There is “something wrong with the sun” when the conscious self identity subliminally realizes that it is sleeping, which of course is validated here by actually discovering The Sleeper. My favorite dream of this type was from childhood, “The Day There Was No Sun”. In that dream, I used bottle rockets tied over Highway Seventeen (a highway of which typically symbolizes the cerebral cortex in real time) to bring Earth back into orbit (to deliberately initiate waking). The preconscious in that case was passive and friendly, due to me initiating waking on my own.
I had a dream a long time ago the thing is I been thinking about it for along time and can't stop the dream was like 3 to 4 parts but here it go it start me going in to the woods the trees was skinny and tall and it was foggy I was feeling uneasy so I ran and I find a house more like a abandoned cabin old bet up looking when I got in I seen wolfs was be hide me looking for me so I tryed hiding but they was looking for me and I seen nothing was going to stop them so I ran all over that seem like hours then I made it out the cabin they was behind me to I made it out the woods that the end
i was with my best friend walking in a not very wide walkway in the middle if nowhere .. the world was only green with grass and this passway that looked like it never ended .. the sky was all purple and dark and the moon very big .... very very far away was only 1 thing that was different in this world was a tree in the side on this walkway and there was an old woman in blacks and my friend told me not to look her in the eye coz shell come here but she was soooo far away and i looked at her and at that moment she just came from that far to as close as a girlfriend would get if she tries to kiss you and i woke up with a sleep paralysis
in this dream i was with couple of my friends and was 2 similar situations in 1 dream .. we had weed and for some reason we were 4 friends in 1 bad hiding from the cop who had a dog ad no lights were on then lights came no cop no dog only my cousin and some old guy i used to know then i was again in my bad trying to sleep and my best friend was in the room with me little bit away .. all darkness and someone oppened the door very quietly we both knew he came to kill use but he was coming towards me even tho i couldnt hear footsteps i knew he was coming towards me then i woke up and before all this i was trying to buy a glock 9 (gun) the entire dream
This dream started in a white background with a pink haze, there were three people in this dream and each person was white but was outlined and fully dressed. one person was lying in a white bed and the other person was in a wheel chair that I was pushing. The man in the bed told me he was okay and to go on. I had to get the man in the wheel chair to the other side of the black hole which was three feet long in the floor. There was a two foot wide path between the man in the bed and the black hole so I pushed the man on the wheel chair through the path with the one tire riding on the edge of the black hole to the other side. Once I got him there he was so happy that he started giving me handfuls of silver chains with pink gems the he pulled a a deck of cards all was white with pink diamonds. I told him I can't accept all that. he insisted then he disappeared. I was standing there with all of the fortune to much to carry then I got awake.
I haven't had posted here for a while and my dreams are getting dramatic. Today, I dreamed of my crush, my ideal man, the kind of man I want to be with. I met him on Tinder and we chatted later on Facebook. Last year in the months of November and December, he made an arrangement about me getting into shape. He offered a reward as a motivation to get me on my feet and work out to burn some fats. If I get a full 6 pack abs, then I get his reward, which I know nothing about of course. After 2 months of various home work outs, It worked. I did not get a 6pack abs though, just a flat tummy. I get to know him more also but what was sad is that he got himself a girlfriend. It broke my heart. Now in the present, I have my boyfriend, my first serious one. I hate to admit but I got attracted to my boyfriend, James ,when I first saw him because he somewhat resembles to him, Dan, who left me hanging after our two-month 6pack abs deal. We never met in person. Now I don't understand why I dreamed about him. I don't have intimate feelings for him anymore. The dream that I had about him was unexpected, like any other dream would be. We were on a trip, a mountain or an overview hill trip. We both like this kind of trip, Dan and I. But Dan was more travel junkier. We met on the trip and I was with my friends , he was with his. As far as I know he had a girlfriend who was as a travel junkie as he was. Or so I thought. I didn't know what the place was called but it was a breathtaking paradise, an overlooking view, a high mountain that stands above the clouds. I was about to turn on Facebook live when I saw his face on the screen. I didn't know what to react because it was a dream so I thought he was just a passersby. And when we got back to our hotel room to get some rest, we heard a knock on the door. My other friend opened it and he said that the guy was looking for me. When I came to see him, it was him. He said he wants to catch up with me. I asked in my mind, 'catch up for what?' We ended what we had couple of months ago. But I was more surprised of myself because I went out with him. I was well aware that I already have a boyfriend and I took the risk to be labeled as a cheater in the later part. Because there was still a part in me that wants to be with Dan, which I think that I only felt in the dream. We went out and he introduced me to his peers. They were all travel junkies, as expected. And while I was hanging out with them, particularly with him, I noticed something different. He was not the ideal man I thought that he was. It was different from the time that we chatted and the moment I was with him. Now I am confused why I had this kind of dream. Does this mean I am not contented with my current boyfriend? Or because I was wrong about my 'good impressions' for Dan when I was chatting with him?
Hello all, I have had several re-occurring dreams about being surrounded by spiders. Most recently I was in an old house I used to live in and there were thousands in shadowed areas of the home. Almost like the home had been abandoned and we had returned to clean it, finding it over run with spiders. There were in huge webs with hundreds of spiders in each web and I was so afraid of them touching me or biting me even though none of them did. I had several encounters where they could have bitten me but didn't. They are all sorts of different sizes and dark colors. Another time I was in my bed and my whole room was covered in spiders. Some where dangling from webs on my ceiling and others none where on my body but I was afraid that if I moved then they would all attack. I respect and appreciate spiders in real life but have a constant fear of running through their webs and thinking they will bite and poison me. I have done research on the spider sin my state and even pick spiders out of their webs and hold them, to show myself they are safe and then put them back but the dreams still happen. I want to believe they are a good thing but the fear I feel in my dreams is terrifying. Any ideas? I also have similar dreams with snakes.
Morning of September 25, 2017. Monday. In my dream, I find myself with a personified version of the preconscious that I created in the 1980s. Although this form is active every now and then, like most forms of the preconscious, there is typically no connection to waking life or the pretense of “interpretation”. This male in my dream as the role of the RAS (reticular activating system), which is what biologically controls the waking transition and its symbolism between consciousness and unconsciousness, is of the “Hierarchy”, a term I created in the 1980s for the nature of the dream state and its various core components and real-time symbolism including circadian rhythms symbolism. Its inherent waking symbolism is of a necessarily biological authority, unrelated to waking life. (Dream symbolism is more about the nature of being unconscious than being awake, kind of a no-brainer really, yet most of society presently completely ignores this truth.) Alex (Alexander; chosen because it means “defender of men” or “protector of mankind”, a good analogy for RAS) and I are in an unknown building. It may be a library, as shelves and dividing walls that do not reach the ceiling are present. There is an unfamiliar elderly woman present. Though I am never lucid (or even subliminally lucid), we are here to research the nature of the Hierarchy, and the woman mentions some sort of ancient document, which supposedly relates to this organization that secretly rules and protects mankind. At one point, Alex and the woman are on the other side of a shelf that is almost up to the ceiling. I can hear him confirm that the document is genuine. Wondering what my role in all this is, I decide to climb up to the top of the shelf. I look through a few boxes on the top shelf. I look down and see an unusual anthropomorphic crescent moon cookie cutter, though it is vertically oriented rather than of a logical cookie cutter design. It has the essence of an ancient artifact and I find it interesting. I ask Alex if I can have this and use it in my work. He informally tells me that there are “no cookie cutters” in the Hierarchy, more so referring to the prospective role of being a cookie cutter in the Hierarchy. Later, I am with my older brother Dennis (who still lives in America and last seen in real life in 1994). I tell him about the Hierarchy and about Alex. I say that Alex has “limitless diamonds” and owns whatever he wants. The moon represents the circadian rhythms factor of dreaming (as night is typically associated with the dream self while daylight and the sun represent the dynamics of conscious self identity). Its being a cookie cutter signifies the nature of lucid dreaming under conscious self identity creation. The fact that there are apparently “no cookie cutters” in the Hierarchy translates as RAS being of a biological factor and that one should not have full conscious control of circadian rhythms cycles, which could damage the physical body. This does not limit or suspend any potential for apex lucidity of course, which mostly occurs in the morning anyway within my last dream. The cookie cutter’s position on the shelf is more about the dynamic of this part of the sleeping and dreaming cycle, the moon’s crescent form signifying my percentage of unconscious awareness and percentage of vividness of the dream state (for example, a full moon would indicate full awareness while in the dream state). Liminal space dividers in the dream state are symbolized in real time by walls, fences, or high shelves. My act of climbing the shelf is symbolic of my dream self (subliminally) seeking more understanding of RAS and the preconscious. My comment to Dennis about the diamonds relates that the preconscious and RAS are of the main biological power behind sleeping and waking transitions. Being within a large diamond is one of the Mastership meditations that in part represents clarity of thought even when unconscious (though again, I do not have viable lucidity in this dream). This dream is mainly the result of a new variant of affirmation-based dream preparation. Instead of using “after” and doing the count after a particular affirmation, I have changed this to “anytime after” for a number of reasons. For example, “anytime after” is far more powerful than “after”, as “after” would otherwise denote “immediately after” or “soon after” while “anytime after” would be far more likely to integrate into the continuity of a later dream, either literally or symbolically depending on the desired outcome.
I was in what was apparently my home. But had everyone from school was there as if was completely normal. I remember sitting in a bedroom/classroom and one of the girls was shot at in the head. Somehow she managed to stay alive. Later in the dream this person changed into another and neither of them are important people in my life. As the dream continues its as if everyone is coming for me. I run from room to room hiding but everyone that has ever majorly hurt me has made an attempt to harm me again. After making an attempt to escape I end up apologizing and saying how I felt even though I was 100% the victim of abuse. The guns continue and my "principal" in college suddenly starts directing us but the swat team shows up and hundreds of people start shooting and I keep witnessing people die over and over again. I keep finding places to hide but everyone isn't even in a panic. Only me. So everyone assists me in hiding but make no effort to do so. Kids are playing around and making it obvious where they are and one by one the rooms are hunt down. Out of nowhere it jumps back to only maybe 15 shooters are hunting us. There's so many windows everywhere and so it makes is so much harder to hide. Constantly hiding under blankets. I remember trying to get people to react and form a team with me to survive but one by one they do their every day life stuff and within minutes they leave. Randomly I kiss my best friends sister (I'm a girl so this is a little odd) and I have no desire for her so idk why it was such an intimate moment. But then the dream continued by jumping to another part. Near the end of my dream there was this shooter that was walking towards the house we were all in. For whatever reason everyone reacted to this shooter and as I'm running to hide there's this grandmother who put all her animals in her recliner chair. She's making food as if nothing in the world is going on and as I go to hide there he is at the glass front door face to face with me and he smirks and my stomach drops. Being that it was one of my ex boyfriends that I almost act like they never happened because it was such an awful pointless relationship, I just give up as if I know it was my time when I had the perfect opportunity to walk away. That was when I woke up.
in this dream i can feel my connection my higher self. I can feel my dark side and I can feel the light. im in my inner animal my lion yin and yang. I'm looking for him to help him. can feel him but yet it a block in front of me .yin tell me u not ready but my yang tell me break it but my twin flames is in my head telling me to stop being stubborn and for ones let him go that he dont need help. and right when i break The Invisible Wall it disappears Into Thin Air. Do u think i should just give up or keep fighting
So the beginning of my dream it was that I had this beautiful blue dragon that is a male and had a caring personality towards me, we were both the guards of the King of a snowy kingdom. We were very close. Then suddenly the dream shifted, it was another parallel world, the blue dragon, Blue, had a sibling that was the same shade as him. But then a weird snow sabertooth tiger attacked the sibling, I saved the sibling, and this is the choice that the first me didn't do. The first world me actually didn't save the sibling because they were too late, but this second world me was fast enough to save it. This altered the future of Blue, he became more aggressive and wild, but close to his sibling, me and Blue weren't very close in this world. Then one day the sibling disappeared/got captured by humans. This enraged Blue and he joined a group of bad humans. I woke up seeing him dressed in armour and accompanied by these two woman in snow cloaks, I rushed out of the building to get him but he had left. Me and a few of the dream friends of dream me went to this shopping mall to see this old man/woman, they said that they cannot sense where Blue is. Angry and sad I lost Blue, I went to this shop where they were selling dresses. One of them was a nice shade of blue that caused dream me to start crying because I missed Blue. Then I woke up.