I was in a spiderman costume and in a mall or something. I could make this robot dog go whatever direction i wanted it to by using its tail. So i let the robot dog drag me and take me to wherever i want. I kept playing with it and using it as transportation until i appear in an MRT station that ive never seen before. Then suddenly i was somewhere that looked like a Candylicious factory and i wasnt spiderman anymore.
so ive liked this guy for a while now actually for a very long time but hes not very into it so i had a dream where i was sitting next to him in school but he didnt pay me any attention but when i tried to leave he called out to me and thanked me for kliking him and kissed me on the forehead and then i woke up
I was with a long lost friend. He felt safe and comforting. We went to the upstairs loft. We were nestled close together on the bed. He took my hand to return back downstairs. A group of people were standing around talking. He lead me to the front of the room and told them to listen to what I had to say. I told them I knew things because my thoughts come from the sun, moon and river.
I had 2 superiors. One of them had a daughter and I was taking care of her, in the meantime people were taking an important exam, I forgot about it. I came to the classroom and my 3 cousins (who also studied medicine) were talking bullshit about me. I got mad, went to get my dinner, that were two quesadillas and sat next to them. They kept insulting me so I threw the quesadillas at them and left. My car didn’t work and I started crying. A young man found me,apparently he saw everything “can I take you somewhere?” He offered. I haven’t seen him before but he was like a young Tom Cruise, So I agreed. He started the car and the principal showed up screaming “YOU’RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!!” Then I threw my shoes at him and he tripped. We got to little Tom Cruise’s house and I found out he had a bigger brother that also looked like Tom Cruise! Both wanted to date me.. and when I almost chose one I saw a beautiful chameleon. ‘It’s perfect for my project’ I thought and I kept it indeed. The next day everyone new what I did, but I never cared because I had a new pet and 2 boyfriends!
I'm talking to my mentor (ec) from my men's group. We're standing. I'm a little taller than him. We're smiling and laughing together. He says 'You're thinking about quitting?' I smile but nod in agreement. Then I burst out 'It takes ocean and oceans of time of accomplish anything' and I throw my arms wide apart. He stretches his arms out as wide and brings my hands together inside of his.
I was walking with my friend, we had my drinking glasses in our hands, a drink each, they are clear except for the base. I'm sure it was alcohol but the liquid was clear. We went to high school together 20 years ago he and I and catch up once in a while. The glasses have a different colour on each base. Mine was yellow and I think his was pink. We were happy walking along a street lined with houses and trees. A beautiful day. We looked at a house beside us, huge long, white fence, white house. We recognised it as a place that taken something from him so we ran up and got inside the walls somehow. We walked along a beautiful neat, clear path to a table and chairs, everything was white, like one of those wonderful Greek houses. We were chatting the whole time, we sat our glasses on the table and I noticed a glass that was there already, like mine. Yellow base, clear otherwise but with four slight indents around the base. Then we heard someone was home. We panicked and he started leaving, I didn't want them to know anyone had been there and I went to take our glasses and thought they basically look the same so maybe they won't notice. Then I seen their glass was slightly cloudy in the yellow. It has a small amount of clear liquid in it like someone hadn't quite got it all in their last sip. It may have been the liquid that made it look cloudy, I'm not really sure. I decided to leave it and we ran off. The dream ended there but a few days later I bought some more glasses. I knew they were coloured bases again when I bought them but when I got them home and opened the box they have the four slight indents around the sides, exactly like the one in the dream. I had a bit of a 'whoa' moment. Any help on this dream would be fantastic please. Ty in advance.
Morning of December 15, 2018. Saturday. Dream #: 18,989-02. Reading time: 1 min 12 sec. Readability score: 61. I am in an unknown outdoor location, though my waking life identity is absent. Even so, the subliminal dynamic of vestibular system correlation, the most common factor of my dreams, arises but is projected (rather than inherited) through reticular activating system mediation, incidentally taking the form of a vestibular system simulacrum, appearing as a formula one race car driver. He mostly resembles Daniel Ricciardo, but is closer to 40 than 30 and in my dream, has a teenage son who is helping him. The three of us are the only people present. They have set up two ramps that are about ten feet apart. The race car is to travel down one, fly off the edge, and land on the other one, to then drive up it and continue on the track, though which soon leads into a warehouse. I watch the event. The setup vaguely reminds me of a roller coaster. The vehicle misses the other ramp, the end of which is about five feet up from the ground, and crashes to pieces near it. No one is injured, despite the force of the impact. I become more present in my dream (that is, in interacting with it more) and talk to the driver. I mention how the second ramp could be lower, though the driver does not agree with me. He says something regarding feet and distance, though I perceive feet as relating to human anatomy. Later, he is holding an unusual big object. It seems to be gray cushions held together by rods. It seems he may be using this structure as added support for the first ramp. This scene is the point at which the subliminal mediation of illusory vestibular dynamics transmutes into a partial awareness I am asleep and dreaming (cushions associated with pillows).
So last night I had a dream that me and my best were both having a baby on the same day. She had a boy and I had a girl but that is not the strange part. The strange part was who was the father of my kid. I have known this person since I was born and we are really good friends. And this is not the first dream I had like this with him and I don’t get it. I mean people used to say that he has a crush on me when we were kids and he got over it. But I have this dream twice now and most of my dreams end up playing a kind of big role in my life. I really need help on understanding what this might mean do I like him and don’t know it or does he still me and no one knows it?
I dreamt I was in love with my gay friend. (I don’t feel the slightest attraction to him) but last night i craved for his love, I wanted him to love me and never let go of me. I was in the garden barefoot talking with him, I saw a thorn inside my feet so I took it out and it was a little bit painful. In waking life, my mom came back with her ex-boyfriend. The problem is she was already with a new guy, and she brought back the toxic ex. So back in my dream, my mom left with the ex somewhere else, and the actual boyfriend came in my house with a shiny purple outfit asking for her. Obviously I didn’t tell him where she was, he started crying screaming “I hate you!” He didn’t wanted to leave the house. I had to prepare an exposition. I was working until I remembered that I left school, out of the sudden, the principal entered to my house. “What are you doing?! You must finish! You must pay me!!” And he chased me. Neither of them would leave.
i dreamed i was shopping, the first store i went to refused to sell me anything and the owner said he does do business with my kind. the next store was very different i bought a purple midi length skirt,a matching jacket,a white blouse,and some knee high black boots. an i looked good in that outfit. before i left the store a woman there(fellow customer not employee) began to flirt with me. (she was not the woman from my previous dreams this girl is of European/Caucasian skin tone) then i realize she is literately a succubus, she has demon horns on her head jetting out of her dark black hair,a pair of bat wings she uses to fly just above the ground,a tail with a spade on the end,and has a combination of goat like hoofs and high heels for feet. she is wearing a very tight tank top and daisy duke shorts.i tell her i am in a relationship and that i am not interested ,that does not deter her at all she ask me to bring my girlfriend so the three of us can have "fun" together.she is clearly turned on as her shorts start to look moist. i tell her no that i'm a Christian and that my wife and i don't do that kind of thing(i don't have a wife in real life yet). she sticks out her snake like tongue at me and sneers at me. i walk out of the store leaving her behind then i woke up.
Friday, 14 December 2018. Reading time (optimized): 4 min. Readability score: 49. In choosing to ride in a taxi in the dream state, whether in subliminal, liminal, or concurrent dream self modes, I am relinquishing reticular activating system mediation to the preconscious and the emerging consciousness dynamics. The resulting preconscious simulacrum is an incidental factor of linear vestibular system correlation. It is a result of my dream self’s implied passivity in initiating the return to consciousness and the resolving of the illusory nature of physicality at the apex of the waking process. The taxi driver is a projected (rather than inherited) form of linear vestibular system correlation. Virtually any vehicle stems from the subliminal, liminal, or concurrent status of illusory physicality while sleeping, and while there is a lack of viable awareness of where my body is and its orientation. To reveal this process, I will include a list of some of the taxi dreams I presently have online, though this is a work in progress, as my online dream journal is nowhere near being a complete representation of my dreaming history. From dream #: 2,834-02 (age 13, “Overpass Mishap”). The taxi driver in this dream, an elderly black male, was known to me in real life. In rising beyond the median of the dreaming process, the taxi ascends an overpass. My dream begins to lose cohesion as we are at the peak, and the overpass seems to either quickly fall or vanish as I simultaneously phase through the roof of the taxi, effortlessly flying up into the sky. As I look down, it all looks like a miniature model, the taxi about the size of a Matchbox car. There is no “meaning” here. It is simply my infra-self responding to the enigmatic space of the dreaming process. From dream #: 1,195-02 (age 9, “My Little Cane”). In one of many segments in this very long dream, I am kidnapped by two men and taken into a taxi that actor Ricardo Montalban is driving. He is in charge of my kidnapping, intent on stealing my cane due to its dream-control-relevant dynamics. In a short time, I deliberately become invisible and phase through the roof of the taxi, flying to another location. Ultimately, this taught me about the crucially domineering nature of the preconscious and its simulacra in reticular activating system mediation, as the waking process is a biological necessity. The outcome was that I became ghostlike and remained annoyed by my lack of conscious self identity in the dream state, based on my inability to discern my physical body and its orientation as I sleep. There is a subliminal factor of my cane being analogous to Aaron’s rod. The core reticular formation aspect is a snake as the waking alert factor (though there is no direct snake association in this dream). From dream #: 1-02 (age 6, “Invisible in a Taxi”). In this dream, the taxi driver is actor Ernest Borgnine. My dream sustains enigmatic space to the degree where, not only am I phasing from the taxi, through walls, and back to my bed, and back to the taxi, the taxi phases through walls of commercial buildings now and then. I do not have money for the fare, but I manage to stay unnoticed by the driver. The subliminal awareness of being asleep in bed is inherent, which is why the preconscious is not domineering, though this changes when my dream self tries to sustain my dream for too long. From dream #: 1,513-02 (age 10, “Frank N. Stein”). In this dream, I am on the street between my elementary school and the playground, the taxi slowly going east. I soon see that Frankenstein’s monster is the driver. He turns around to look at me, but I do not feel threatened. Beyond, to my left, I see lightning inside my otherwise dark classroom (though I had seen it earlier before getting in the taxi). Lightning is a factor of increasing consciousness activity and implies the activation of the emerging consciousness (by way of the preconscious in liminal space) as Frankenstein’s monster came to life and “awakened” from lightning. From dream #: 10,591-01 (age 34, “Winona’s Taxi”). The taxi driver is Winona Ryder. She is annoying as the preconscious tends to be, to initiate the emerging consciousness essence. In this case, the smoke serves as an association with the passivity of the dream self and the lack of conscious self identity within the dream state (in subliminal modes). From dream #: 18,437-03 (age 56, “An Impossible Taxi Ride”). In this dream, the taxi as relevant to linear vestibular system correlation transmutes to nonlinear. As a result, the taxi goes up and down several staircases until reaching the driver’s apartment on presumably the second floor. (The driver is an unfamiliar man.) From here, there is a situation where he believes a wasp has flown from inside a big irregular rock, but I affirm there is no danger. The wasp represents the transmutation of the previous process and is autosymbolic of the increase of neuronal energy. From dream #: 18,382-05 (age 56, “A Spider in a Taxi”). In this dream, secondary factors of vestibular system correlation come into play. A spider (depending on the nature of the dream) is often a negative subliminal association with the human hand, in this case, stemming from my annoyance at high cab fares (and handing the cab driver “too much” money), particularly as I crush the spider with the edge of my wallet. A wallet typically holds identification cards and can be a factor of expressing conscious self will. To summarize: Taxi (or any vehicle): Analogous to the body, which is imaginary in the dream state (illusory physicality, orientation, and destination). Taxi driver: Typically the simulacrum of preconscious activity (by way of the reticular activating system), analogous to the emerging consciousness remaining passive of resolving the illusory physicality of the dream state. (See the examples above where my dream self deliberately abandons this process by phasing out of the vehicle and flying, the final stage of resolving vestibular system dynamics.)
last night i dreamed i was in a fancy upscale building at a dinner party(we apparently rented access to the place) , things are interrupted when someone vandalized a part of the building with graffiti . the owner of the building ordered his private security to detain everyone at the party indefinitely until he return from a 2 day trip and he would call the cops when he returned. not all of the people detain by his rent-a-cop goons are okay with this,and someone throws a punch. we are on the ground floor in the building with a gigantic plaza in the middle that has a large water fountain. i am dress like a member of the water tribe(Avatar :the last airbender) and i use waterbending to freeze the guards in place with ice up to their knees until the real cops can get there. i wake up as the police arrive.
(i am prefacing this dream by telling you i am not bisexual or heterosexual in my waking life ) later i dreamed that i had sex with a man not only that but in the dream i was a dominatrix.(something i did not even know existed until relatively recently)i was wearing red leather lingerie and i had him handcuffed to the bed riding on top of him dripping a wax candle onto his chest. lastly i woke up both aroused and confused simultaneously .
last night i had 2 dreams first i dreamed i went to my high school art class(i graduated a long time ago,9/11 was during my sophomore year ) and instead of painting i model for them nude. i felt completely claim and relaxed while doing so. then i was woken up briefly...
So last night I didn't get much sleep as it is however when I did I had a dream of being at school again and theres not much I can remember about it however I had to get to a certain location that I knew, I drove my car and about 3 minutes after driving my car stopped working so I got in this conveniently placed small 5 seat black helicopter with some of my friends, It was dark outside and I could sense something for some odd reason I smashed the front window of the helicopter and I tried to get it to start so I could fly I was so excited and ready to take to the clouds yet worried about what could be lingering in the darkness around the helicopter of which wouldn't take off... then I woke up. Slightly annoyed but there you have it.
i dreamed i was being chased by a angry mob of religious fanatics that wanted to kill all the LGBT people,i ended up at a dead end with a fence in front of me,a brick wall to my left ,the mob behind me,and to my right a giant tank of water. the i realized i was dressed as one of the Water tribe(avatar:the last airbender).i turned on the spicket and water pored out of the tank. i used the water to make ice and freeze the angry mob up to there ankles. then i used the water to cut through the fence. i then found a container on the other side and grab as much water as i could carry and ran away. after that i woke up.
last nights was a recurring dream that is the almost the same as the one on the October 13th. i went to the mall and then the grocery store nude. breast,buttocks and vagina all visible and was not embarrassed or ashamed in any way. this time i remember getting unconformable looking stares from onlooker who seems upset with me but i did not care about their opinion.
last night i had a nightmare i was in some sort of marketplace in the middle east(i have never been sent there,but i know people who have told me a lot about it). at the beginning of the dream the crowd is mostly Kurdish and very friendly. later the crowd appears to be majority Sunni (the women are wearing full burkas[sp?]) and i am slightly more nervous. then things get bad when i realize i am alone and i start searching for other Americans that should be there with me.next things go from bad to way worse when someone recognizes me from back home and outs me as a lesbian to everyone there and a angry mob starts to form and pick up rocks to stone me to death. i get backed into a corner and reach for a weapon. i really don't want to kill a bunch of civies. but things go from very bad to worst case scenario because i am unarmed. at this point i am having a literal panic attack . i never have panic attacks. i woke up so scared .
This dream was too short but crazy fun We were in the streets and some bandits were in front of us , they shouted And we teared chest of our shirts We attacked them and began to punch and kick A crazy fight begun One bandit with bat attacked me And I bite his ear and kicked him in stomach Then punched another bandit One other bandit with lots of muscles came and jumped on one of our friends I jumped on his back and began to beat him on head Then I took his ears and he began to scream Everyone were fighting And suddenly police came and arrested all of us
I saw this dream 3/4 years ago , I really enjoyed it It was like a movie So.... : I was a red army soldier We were riding a train And we reached Volga soon Then we got off and began to move to boats Many commissars and NKVD officers were shouting at us We rode one boat and reached the city Everywhere was covered of Snow Our commissar ordered to charge We charged straight into germans There was a big building with short walls in front of it We took cover behind the short wall There were machine guns on the building One of our soldiers attacked and got killed We began to charge and take the building Then we attacked into square after building And after some fighting we reached a factory , we couldn't open the gate , We put our but on the gates and all of us FARTED at same time!!! The gate got destroyed and we jumped into the factory and killed all the Germans Then we went on top floor of factory and I fart on a window to break it Then began to shoot Then I dive out of window And fall on a German I farted on his head and his head got cut off Then I woke up and laughed a lot
Night of February 21, 2014. Friday. Dream #: 17,231-05. Reading time: 1 min 18 sec. Readability score: 45. I become aware that I am dreaming. I first perceive myself to be in a featureless room in semidarkness. Soon, there is the perception of my thoughts and awareness expanding. As a result, a staircase forms with the simultaneous presence of white noise. As it appears, it creates the impression of hissing “snowflakes” (white points of light) suddenly coming together to form a white staircase in front of me with the appearance of a photographic negative. Rather than ascending it to investigate, I decide to walk out through a door to my right to wake, but I wake to feel blessed and loved. My dream had subliminal influence from a scene from “The Other,” a 1972 horror film, in which Niles is placing cattails everywhere in the barn, including the staircase. (Additionally, carrying and moving the cattails results in a rustling sound similar to white noise.) Even so, it correlates with the autosymbolic construct of the dreaming and waking processes. A staircase, which is a factor of vestibular system correlation, becomes a feature in a dream when I either anticipate or subliminally, liminally, or concurrently will a difference in the level of dream state focus of awareness and anticipate changes in perception of my illusory physicality. It is used in meditation and hypnosis to go into and out of different levels of consciousness. Descending the staircase typically correlates with entering the state while ascending correlates with the waking process. Precursory contemplation of a vestibular system simulacrum (a projection of the subliminal, liminal, or concurrent anticipation of the waking process) occurs here but does not complete. In the movie, the character Ada (falsely perceived as an angel in the scene in the first moments) attempts to kill Niles by burning the barn down, but he escapes through a door as she jumps into the fire. It is intriguing how the subliminal recall of a horror movie can result in a dream of a very different nature with a satisfying outcome.
NOTE: this dream has some weird content I dreamed this few days ago: I was in a room , with a big white bed And there were more than 20 girls around me All young/teen and beautiful I was lying on the bed , but couldn't move Few of the girls came and lay with me and began to touch me and kiss me They were playing with me and they were laughing After some short while , few other girls came too and did same things to me This was a weird dream
I had a dream I was in a theme park and there were two large red bridges one of a more significant height than the other I would climb to the top of the shorter of the two bridges and leap off over the barrier into the water below performing summersults as I plunged down with the feeling of joy and excitement. I would always land safely. The bigger bridge was more intimidating however it didnt stop me I would continue to climb up to the top of the largest one and jump off of that one as well. All though everytime I would prepare to jump the wind would pick up or rain will start falling, but I still didnt let it get in my way. There was a large crowd after I surfaced from the water with my auntie and girlfriend and her cousin present. When I got to the base of the bridge the park staff said "im all alone on this one" and everyone walked off, I continued to the top of the bridge one last time to its heighest peak and as I looked down there were a few people left watching but couldnt make out there faces, a young much smaller person joined me but took a slightly lower level, as I jumped a plane caught me and I was on the wing of the plane and I could hear emergency messages from the aircraft saying "prepare for impact" and just when I saw the right time I jumped got back up and carried on. It was two red bridges with a large area of water that ran through the middle of the park with an amazing view. I loved the entire part of the dream it was so fun.
(In this dream I’m a 10 year old girl, it’s not me when I was a kid) I was in gym class without shoes. The lesson was to skate flipping with our socks, he showed us “right, left, left right. Now you try!” He said and then we did it. Apparently we had to go camping that day, I forgot about it but I wanted to go so I pretended to have my bags ready. ‘Damn I only have this socks and they stink’ I remember thinking. We got inside a big white van, the whole class was there singing happily, excited to go! The van stopped in a gas station. I saw the driver getting down to charge the van with gasoline, he returned screaming trying to open the door! I saw his head explode, someone had shoot him. We all screamed and cry. I opened the door and half of the class managed to escape, I saw the other half die. When I thought everything was over I approached the van to see if they were any survivors, o got in and saw the masacre. I was about to puke so i decided to get out of there, a little girl was pointing at me with a gun and I started to beg for my life. She laughed “i’ll blow your brains out!” I freaked out and threw a sponge that somehow had gasoline, she grabbed it all confused. A friend of mine pointed a snake at her and it exhaled fire! The mean was on fire!! After that my sister woke me up.
This dream was insanely weird. At first my friends and I were at our house. we were doing each other's hair and makeup for some reason. Then my father came in and told us we had to go on a special mission. Our mission was to hunt down Ironman's HQ. Well, we found it. When we went in, Ironman was showing us all of his cool things. We finished off having a tea party with him, and discussing a new plan to take over the world.
I was in a house that was supposed to be my mother’s side family house as all of them were there. We were basically remembering the past in many ways, until I saw a hyena. I got scared because Hyenas are carnivores amd then I started to see more. I warned everyone but still it ended in tragedy and then time later I started to hunt the hyenas and I killed some of them but one got away. I’m not sure what or who did the hyenas killed at the end because I didn’t see it.