Morning of May 27, 1995. Saturday. I find myself in the backyard of the Cubitis property in late morning. I vaguely recall a childhood dream (same setting and time) where a flying saucer hovered above me, casting a large round shadow over an area of the backyard and upon me. I am not viably lucid (that is, I remain unaware that I am dreaming), but there is faux lucidity where I illogically make the connections as relevant to presumed reality. I find the situation more interesting than threatening. Zsuzsanna is present in the living room, looking through the east windows. I tell her of how this has happened before, and that the last time, I ran south, somehow vertically running straight down the side of a ravine, then running horizontally on the ground and across the surface of the river, and running vertically straight up the other side to continue running normally. As I decide to attempt this again (even after over twenty-five years), I look back as I start to cheerfully run and see it is not a flying saucer but a hot air balloon. This puzzles me and instead of running straight down the side of the deep ravine as I near it, I awake with a slight falling sensation and with a mild hypnopompic kick. I am close to laughing aloud shortly after waking. Liminal space fallacy: This is a specific type of faux lucidity, where I attempt to duplicate an event from an older dream without realizing I am dreaming, yet I also perceive my situation as only my dream self could in a dream. Even so, this faux reasoning is something that could not occur in consciousness, and additionally, cannot even be logically perceived or resolved as even being possible, yet it is, as I am very familiar with its dynamics. For me, this proves that dreams are of an entirely different nature, purpose, and meaning than what most people claim. Faux threads: Cubitis has not been my home since June 1978. Zsuzsanna has never been to America. The shadow was cast in the wrong direction (oriented southerly instead of westerly). There were no deeper ravines near where I lived. It is not possible to run vertically down or up the side of a ravine or run over the surface of a river. Literal threads: Zsuzsanna’s presence, genuine recall of a childhood dream from 1969. Current thread: Zsuzsanna’s presence only (that is, no viable recall of any other current life status, including our present address). Vestibular system thread: The hot air balloon, in addition to being associated with breathing while sleeping, was biologically premonitory of the hypnopompic kick. (Falling in a dream is usually the result of natural vestibular system ambiguity by inherently not being able to balance the imaginary dream body in unconsciousness. As such, it is unrelated to the popular myth of “interpretation”.) Emergent consciousness thread: The hot air balloon’s shadow signifies the looming essence of the conscious self and the inevitability of waking. This implies a different form of RAS mediation than when the preconscious is dominantly personified to rouse the emergent consciousness thread.
Ponsel berbunyi, A, itulah yang tertera dilayarnya. “Halo” “Hi, kamu dirumah? Aku videocall ya” suara yang sangat familiar. “Kamu dirumah kan? Aku jemput ya 1 jam lagi. Finally, we can be us again. After everything that we’ve been through” Aku masi diam. A menghapus air matanya. All of sudden, there he is. Didepan rumahku. Carseat sudah terpasang dimobilnya. Untuk putri kecil ku. “You’re an amazing mother. Dan aku siap jadi ayah untuk anak kamu” A, mantan kekasih terindah. Mungkin dia rindu. Mungkin aku yang belum ikhlas.
After I noticed the dolls in the little girls hands, she said something about their dysfunctional family. "But we're nice." She concluded as if that made everything better. The clown doll was all in black and white with the exception of what appeared to be blood at the corners of its mouth. It didn't look like a happy-go-lucky doll. Strangely enough, there seemed to be some kind of Japanese word romanized on its box that started with the letter 'O'. I think it was meant to be 'hello' even though I know the Japanese word for hello doesn't start with an O. Suddenly, another lifesize doll in another box appeared beside the first one. This time, it resembled the little girl with short blonde hair and a matching jumpsuit. Out of nowhere, this cheery woman's voice started speaking about the blonde doll. "This doll doesn't seem as happy." She said, even though you would think it'd look happier than the clown doll. After this, the dream jumped to a different scene and the couple and the little girl were no longer there, but it was still set inside their house. The focus was set on another young woman who was very beautiful and appeared to be of mixed race. She had light brown hair. I had the feeling she was here as a babysitter, possibly for the little blonde girl. For some reason, she began to take a shower and I remember seeing her from the shoulders up, singing and dancing in the shower, completely unaware of what happened previous. After this, my eyes as a camera began panning the living room that appeared modern and spacious. It stopped in front of a large window where I saw green pine trees outside. This is when I got the feeling that the babysitter came from far away, possibly the city since it seemed we were currently tucked away in a forest somewhere. During this, I felt that I should also keep an eye out for the blonde doll which would eventually show up somewhere because it was alive. And I think its purpose was to turn the babysitter into a doll as well. I end up focusing on someone else in the next moment, a maid who was bringing out a vacuum. She looked middle aged and Hispanic. She stopped what she was doing all of a sudden, staring off into the living room as if she spotted something out of place. She stood there, waiting cautiously. At this point, I knew it related to the blonde doll, maybe she saw it sitting there when it wasn't there before. I don't know, but after that, I woke up because I think I had enough of creepy dolls. If y'all have any interpretations, please let me know.
I sank and sank into the blue tank. And i realized.. My death didnt get to be spectacular because death wasn't spectacular. Death is just death. And thats what i was, Dead. Notes: I apologize for it being so long and in parts. The word count was not my friend. However if you did read the whole thing i thought id let in on that Brit is my sister, and that there are only 2 people talking the whole time. Myself and the being i presume to be a reaper or death himself.(Still not entirely sure). If you have any questions or need better detail on something, just comment and ill do my best to answer.
" Show them how spectacular you are." "How spectacular i am?" "Mhm." "Theyll watch?" "Mhm." " i have to jump." "I know what to do." I looked down at my entire family watching me, waiting for me to show them. And i decided to do an aerial flip because that brought back some of the greatest memories with brit and i knew it would impress Dad. I stood at the edge ready to jump. As i jumped my foot slipped and I flailed head first into the water, embarrassed. Theyd never know how spectacular i was because in the last moment i messed it up and now they were gone forever. Continued in part 4
"Youre not meant to be with them, let them be happy." "You can be happy too, you just have to jump." "What about my mom?" "Shes not here yet." "Can i wait for her?" "No." "Why?" "She still has a life to live." "Will she ever see me again?" "No." "Im not ready." "You have to jump, Sam." "Im not stupid, i know once i jump I've accepted my death." "Yes." "Will i really be happy?" "Yes." "Jump into the water, Sam. Everything will be alright." "I just cant. Im not ready not to see them." "You have to. Look theyre all watching you. Waiting for you. " “Do a flip into the water.” Continued in part 3
"You have to jump, Sam." "Of course you want me to jump." "Everything will be ok." "Of course you would say that, you have to." " No i don't. I mean it, everything will be ok. Just jump." "Im not ready." "No one ever is, Sam." "Where will i go?" " i dont know." "Liar." " Just look at your family, theyre all happy." "But why are Britt and Dad separate?" "Can they see each other?" "No, look closely." "Your father is with the family he always wanted. Your sister is with the family shes always had." "Who do i choose?" "Neither." "Neither?" Continued in part 2———————-
I had this dream on November 5, 2017 but I’m writing it down here because I’m still confused about it’s content and am very curious about any interpretations. First, there was a married couple who had a daughter. She was grown, I’m not sure how old, maybe early twenties or so. I don’t recall really seeing the couple themselves, but I saw their daughter. The only thing I could distinguish though was that she had long dark brown hair. When I first saw her, she was in distress about something and completely losing it inside this small room. Some guy who I assume she knew tried to go in and comfort her but oddly enough, she was holding a knife and lashed out at him with it. I tried to go in and comfort her too but I don’t think I was myself. Once I saw the knife in her hand, I left and closed the door, basically trapping the poor guy in there with her. I never got the feeling that he was in any danger though or that he had been hurt at all. In fact, it was actually me I started worrying about once it got to the next scene. As it turns out, I was the couples daughter as well, making this young woman my sister. We were standing in a kitchen that looked identical to my kitchen in real life. The couple began explaining about my ‘sister’ and how she was a doll. The next thing I knew, I was looking at the ground and there she was, facedown and lying still. Only this time, she resembled a mannequin, her face was still in distress and her head cracked and actually bleeding. I was terrified now and wanted to run away before I ended up in the same position. I even remember making it very close to our back door but I don’t think I was able to escape. Later on, I remember peeking behind some stuff and seeing another mannequin head with shoulder length blonde hair. One of the parents mentioned her as being someone important as well but they had a calm voice as if reassuring me that everything will be ok. This didn’t help anything. At another point, I saw a line of small dolls at the end of a bed that was supposed to be mine. Most of them had dark brown hair like the first girl who lay (dead?) on the floor. Only about one or two of the dolls were blonde. Somewhere in between, the father was still trying to convince me everything was fine when it clearly wasn’t and I wanted out of there. Later on, I guess after some time had passed, there was a new little girl with short blonde hair similar to the mannequin head from earlier. She wore a blue jumpsuit like what children wore around the 30’s and looked about 7-8 in age. She stood in front of a giant box that held a life size clown doll, exactly the same height as her. She talked to the doll, introducing her family which included her parents, the same couple from before. She looked happy and content but there was an eerie feeling that seemed as if she knew what had been going on but was perfectly fine with it. For one moment, I was seeing things through her eyes as she looked down at this set of dolls in her hands that represented her family. Her father with brown hair in a tux and her mother with blonde hair in a peach colored dress.
This has been one of my reoccurring places in my dreams. The Grand Aquarium starts out as a regular research building sitting at sea level. Once you go inside there are two elevators to your left, two to your right, and a small balcony overlooking about 50 stories. The marble catwalks were held up by marble columns and made a C-shape inside the cylindrical building, leaving the center windows unobstructed. The walls from the first floor down were all entirely glass. The water behind the glass was so clear that you could clearly see the sea life that lives in the wreckage of an Ocean Liner in the distance. To be honest the Great Aquarium is what Atlantis would probably look like. This was a place of peace for a while, until the night Hurricane Harvey devastated Houston, Texas. That night I arrived in the Grand aquarium with a group of people from my drawing class for a field trip. It was calm at first, then the sea turned violent as soon as the last person was inside. The Ocean Liner was uprooted before my very eyes and whipped around the chaotic ocean. Shrapnel banged against the glass, but the pieces didn't do any damage to the glass. After a few seconds of shipwreck hitting the glass, the skeleton of the Ocean Liner runs into the sea level windows. This breaks the one window and sea water starts to pour into the lower levels of the Great Aquarium
In my dream I was walking through what appeared to be a neighborhood that had vacated quickly. All possessions of the homes were stacked outside in neat piles to the street leaving only enough room for one, maybe two, people to walk down the street. For all purposes it appeared to be an abandoned ghost town. It was late afternoon and while I love a good rummage sale I knew something bad would happen if I touched or moved anything I passed. I remember raising my arms up several times to squeeze past certain piles and resist the urge to treasure hunt. They had been there a long time yet nothing moved or was out of place. Weather seemed to pass around it and there was no breeze or temperature change as I walked to the end of the street. There was a sound to my left and I saw a girl who motioned me over quickly. It was beginning to get dark and she was scared that we were outside. Once inside the building I saw more piles of belongings yet these were haphazard and disheveled. Barracades were poorly constructed in front of doors and windows. Large flapping holes were exposed in many areas and while I attempted to patch them with large pieces of furniture I knew it was useless and that whatever was coming would not be able to pass if I left it alone. A spell? A protective circle around the occupants? I backed up and accidentally bumped into a pile of items forbidden to be touched...much like those outside and then the atmosphere changed. I could sense something coming. We ran and there was suddenly snow where moments before it had been a warm autumn day. A man warned us not to disturb the snow...walk where he walked but 3 men in the group thought it would be funny to stomp off a ledge of snow into a ravine. The guide screamed and tried to stop them but was pulled by unseen forces into the hillside as it opened up. I stepped forward to grab him but he disappeared and I woke up. What could it mean?
I walk into a newly renovated store and in the center there was a huge aquarium with Beluga whales, Sea turtles, starfish, dolphins, and a great white shark. This aquarium felt more like a decoration; like the ones you see in a restaurant or a hotel. I was admiring the giant starfish stuck to the side of the glass when I heard something I could only describe as a whistle underwater. Two pure white beluga whales swim in from the left to greet the human admiring their home. The two swim to the bottom of the aquarium while a pod of dolphins swim closer to the glass. The closer the dolphins got, I notice one of their tails is different. The dolphins were harboring a great white shark in their pod. While the shark/dolphin combo were swimming back into the distance, a large sea turtle lazily swims across the bottom of the aquarium, looks directly at me and swims to the glass at the same lazy pace. A group of people are now interested in the sudden activity of the sea creatures. Hosts pass out headphones with audio cards that you scan to learn more about the animal on the card. Hair gets in my mouth and I try to pull it out discretely, but the strand of hair gets stuck on something in my throat. I tug on it then the dream abruptly ends.
I had a dream not too long ago about my boyfriend coming over to my house and giving me this beautiful promise ring, the ring had our birthstones and the date of when we became a couple. He also told me this beautiful speech about how much he loves me and how he'll always be there for me. I had this dream about 4 times now in the past week and I also noticed that whenever I checked my phone the date said February 5th. What does this dream mean?
Its that time of year (where I live) that all the mango tree's fruit are fresh and ripe. I've been picking dozens lately for my family and I to enjoy but I had a dream last night that I stole some off someone else's tree.... These weren't normal mangos, they were giant, massive yellowy orange ones, bigger than my head. They were lush tho, so I was there with my sister and we picked a few of the closer, lower branches of the owners yard and carried them back down to my house. But a man followed us, he didn't say anything he just followed us back to the house and then asked for half of the mangos we picked... I felt anxious in this dream cause in my waking life I don't 'steal' mangos of everyone else's trees but I do pick my neighbours mangos cause she doesn't and if I don't the bats get them. So I guess this dream is a reflection of my guilt for taking what I feel isn't mine, but without hurting anyone so a harmless crime. Idk why they were big tho.
I was recently put under for a biopsy and I always have vivid nightmares when I go under. I can clearly remember me waking up in a pitch black room and seeing red eyes staring at me from all sides. One of the set of eyes started growing larger and it grew a dark body and teeth and it started chasing me till my chest burned. I then hit a pitch black wall with no exit and the creature cornered me. As soon as it was about to devour me, I woke up in my hospital bed. Alone, panicked, and unable to move. I don't know what this means but I'm so scared and I never wanna go back to the hospital.
Morning of January 21, 2018. Sunday. This type of aquarium-based dream was more common when I was a teenager. (An aquarium typically represents the nature of the dream state itself as relative to the dream self’s faux mind and its transition back into consciousness.) My dream begins in the southwest bedroom of the Cubitis house. I am sitting on the bed (which is aligned east to west near the south windows) and facing the doorway. Also on the bed is a large but shallow rectangular aquarium. A smaller end is closest to the doorway. I had been watching the water getting higher until it is about half the depth of the aquarium. There are a number of unusual small creatures in the aquarium, the largest being a multicolored flatworm of about four inches long, which I view as intriguing. Marilyn (an older half-sister on my mother’s side) eventually comes into the room. I tell her about the flatworm as she looks at it. There are some very unlikely living creatures as well, including oversized diatoms, one which looks like a tiny rocking chair (of less than an inch high) with a cape attached to the back. The cape has a floral pattern. Another is a heraldic shield (escutcheon) with wings, also less than an inch high. The “rocking chair” swims with its “cape”, the “shield” with its “wings”. Eventually, there are a couple larger creatures, though I soon notice the water lowering. I also somehow pour out some of the water and suddenly, all the creatures simultaneously turn into small transparent ovals, as if the sudden lack of water caused them to cease to exist in their normal form as well as all die at the same time. This surprises me. Later, I have my aquarium outside in an unknown location. It is implied to be our backyard, though the house does not look familiar. There are no fences, though there is a sequence of several backyards in front of me and behind me. There is a dense forest off to my left. Zsuzsanna is present. A few other people are also around, but I am not focused on who they might be. Two small creatures (“rocking chair” and “shield”) are similar to how they originally appeared, as I had put more water into my aquarium again, which caused some of them to come back to life, more in the manner of a fast-growing seed. There are also now a couple of miniature mammals. One is a tiny bear (not a bear cub but a miniature adult bear). I am somewhat wary about it eventually growing much bigger. I recall that Zsuzsanna and I had recently watched a movie about a black bear posing a threat to a suburban neighborhood. I pick up the miniature bear, taking it out of my aquarium and placing it on the ground to my left, thinking that it may run off into the forest, which is what I would like it to do. It is now about the size of a cat. Instead, it runs off to my right, closer to the back of our house, which Zsuzsanna and I are somewhat concerned about (though there is no implied threat). Current conscious self threads with literal context: My dream self (personified subconscious) recalls that I am married to Zsuzsanna and that we have children, but I have no recall of where we live in reality (my most common dream state memory anomaly). My dream renders a fictional setting (though ambiguously combined with a real setting from my youth) that my dream self accepts as legitimate (a main factor of the dream state). The flatworm was influenced by our youngest son’s toy sticky slug that he had shown me a day ago, though it differs from my dream in that the toy is solely gray. Although the miniature bear in my dream’s final scene is of a literal thread of recent memory (in addition to the childhood association described below), relating to a movie Zsuzsanna and I had watched the night before, my memory is incorrect in that the movie, “Unnatural” (2016), featured a huge polar bear (with altered DNA) in Alaska and only as a threat to a few people in one lodge in an isolated region, not a black bear in a forest’s warm climate near a residential neighborhood as my dream self incorrectly recalled. (However, we had also seen a movie a couple days ago with a scene of a grizzly bear attacking a man, though this was also in a cold region; “The Revenant” from 2015.) Older conscious self threads with literal context: The miniature bear (before growing somewhat) was originally of an identical size as a mother bear in a model kit, “Black Bear and Cubs”, that my older sister Carol sent me for Christmas in 1972 (though one of many kits she sent me in the same package) while I was living in Cubitis. Marilyn seemed as she did in the 1970s. My attempting to recall whether or not she was still alive (she died on February 13, 2014), even though she was perceived as alive and in the room with me, is a type of memory ambiguity common to the dream state though of which could not occur in wakeful consciousness and is proof that I am aware, though on a subliminal level, that I am dreaming. (Subliminal lucidity is far more common for me than what is claimed by society as non-lucidity.) Literal induction thread: The bed at the beginning is both an induction factor and a dream state indicator. It is a subliminal thread of memory recognizing that I had gone to sleep (unrelated to the myth of “interpretation”). Metaphorical induction thread: The literal bed dream state indicator, as an induction factor, is combined with my most common metaphorical dream state induction symbolism, water rising. Water and water rising symbolizes sleep and entering deeper into the dream state. There is very slight vestibular system symbolism here. This would be the two smaller creatures, where one has a cape and the other, wings. Additionally, it reflects the nature of RAS mediation, the shield as a factor of “shielding” myself from RAS and the other, in contrast (the rocking chair), just being passive while “watching” my dream. A rocking chair also has a link to vestibular system symbolism, as it rocks back and forth. Additionally, a cape is a dream state indicator as it typically relates to an association with bed sheets. Although the common water lowering waking symbolism occurs, I (subliminally) reinduce my dream for a short time, though which soon triggers a RAS mediation factor (the bear) in the final scene. However, the bear does not grow very large or become a threat, and I do not run from it. It moves from my left to my right (common waking orientation symbolism), going towards our backyard, symbolizing my inevitable return to consciousness.
Dear Readers, I remember walking down a road that was very familiar to me, but it sorta changed, almost like it was over time. As I was walking I picked up a fiddle with its bow, I didn’t know how to use the bow so I began aimlessly strumming and picking at the strings. After quite a distance away from where I found the fiddle, I found what seemed to be pool sticks. I don’t really remember what I used them for. Sorry for the fuzzy, foggy entry. I don’t remember much. Edit: I do remember looking out at the ocean and staring at an iceberg while I was still on the familiar road.
My dream was so intense. I just woke up. A HUGE spider chased soemthing that then hoped off like a frog. There were the cuties puppies. I kept driving with no breaks in my car. I couldn’t move my feet to break. I drove my car of a little cliff (nothing enough to die, but only a lower driveway). Someone was cracking egg yolks into a Tree. 3 people had toddlers/ babies there. I was the focus and centre of it all. My cousins wife was being rude to me (that actually happen last night). It was all really intense. I feel the spider was (the drama of girls last night) the bad energy chasing me as the frog that hopped away (cleansing) and in the dream I tried to catch it and release it but had to just throw the container at it to stop it from eating the frog. And they both ran in opposite directions. So after researching from and spider I feel I tried to stop the bad energy effecting the frogs transformation but from afar was easiest to just throw someone at it to stop it from killing it. Having no breaks means I feel like i am going to fast and out of control, need to slow down before I hit a wall. Babies I took as I or someone around me is acting childlike. That was last nights drama I assume. And the puppies I will look into now. What an intense dream but I think VERY accurate to everything life is doing at the moment. Good and bad Thanks for this site!
I am ruff housing with my friend Everit in the Teen titan's tower and I push Everit so hard that he breaks through a window and dies! Then I'm at my Grandma's house with my best friend Lily then she pukes her apparently cartoon organs and I try to stuff the organs back in her mouth! The end.
My family and I were in a Chinese restaurant that were run by white people. My sibilings were being naughty and my mum was trying to control them and for some reason I started to yell in the owner's face blaming her for the behaviour of my sibilings. Than the dream cuts to a supermarket. Next to me was a magazine stand for of masked cover models. The supervisor of the store was Peter Capaldi (the 12th Doctor from Doctor Who) . My mum went to complain to him about the Chinese restaurant. But I was trying to distract him, I said to him "my mum thought you were the 5th doctor" and he felt jokingly offended. My mum's ex was trying to distract me by showing me the magazines but I was trying to ignore him while I was trying to interact with Peter Capaldi.
In my dream, I was on a stage dressed as a ballerina. I looked as if I was a jewellery box ballerina. I was spinning around slowly in circles while trying to see out to the audience but it was pitch black. The only light in the hall was the spotlight on me. Two people came up to me and stared at me,as if I was some sort of curious object they had never seen before. They didn't speak,they just stared. They were dressed in business suits but I couldn't tell if they were male or female due to them standing in dim lighting.
Last night I had a dream that I was in a class room. It was just me. The room was filled with desks and chairs. I was trying to move it all out of the room and trying to sell it all. But people started to come to in and try to orgainse the room by putting in the desks in groups of six than someone added a large and heavy tree in the middle of the room. I tried to move the tree but it wouldn't budge than I screamed in annoyance but no one cared they just continued to rearrange the desk and chairs.
This dream was quiet odd I dreamt that we were moving into this new house but we had to complete all of these activities to get to the house and I remember seeing kids from my old school doing the activities to but when we finally got to the house we had to sleep outside but I don’t know why and then once we got inside there were kittens in the bathroom and each night a Jaguar came out of underneath the deck and went looking for the kittens but if the Jaguar wasn’t looking it was that mangy little cat who could talk wanting to look after the kittens. This dream was so weird , What does it mean
I had a dream it was my friends birthday and we were my house. For one of her presents she got it was a "boar" (like the animal)but it didn't look like a boar at all whatever it was, it was dressed in all black with a creepy all white Halloween mask. I wanted to hold it so we got it out well when we had got the thing out it ran everywhere and was chasing us. My friend and I locked ourselves in a bed room to get away from this boar thing and I'd say get that ugly whore away from me (meaning boar but I said whore accidentally) and when we finally came out of the bed room we caught the boar and my friend was holding it and all I could look at was the costume it was wearing. It was all black with the white mask had eyes holes and they were black but the mouth was like a human mouth. The whole mask looked like a humans face.
I had a crazy dream that I was at a gym trying to help out a group for music or something. I hear my friend's disembodied voice as I’m walking in then see him leading a class like some sort of exercise class and I remembered in the dream that he was so embarrassed about telling anyone about his other job of teaching a jazzercise class so I quickly acted like I didn’t see him and ran around to the other side of the gym. Later I was in this room and my friend walked in as I was helping the group with their music he told me he saw me and wanted to help. It was really interesting.