Posted on: 2011-05-27 by Papiyo28

Last night i was dreaming i was at a meeting and was delivering my speech and someone tried to shoot me then i had special service people all over me, was i the president or what? IMD

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Posted on: 2014-08-28 by Guest

What I'm about to talk about is something that I'm a little hesitant to mention. I've kept it to myself, mostly, for the past few years and haven't spoken much about it to anyone. But, I've thought about it many times and lately almost every day. I don't know how to discuss it without it sounding a little crazy, so I guess the best way is to just tell every thing about it word for word. I'll be as honest as I can and try not to leave anything out. Here we go.... Back in 2011, I had a recurring dream every night for a few weeks. The best way I can describe it is by saying that, basically, I was on a beach chasing a girl I knew, but couldn't see. Let me explain. It was me, well, at least I thought it was me. It felt like me. I was chasing a girl on a beach. A girl that, apparently from what the dream was implying, I was deeply in love with. So much so that I'm not even sure there's words to describe such a feeling. Definitely nothing I've ever felt in my real life, while awake. Anyway, back to me. Like I said, it felt like me, but it didn't look like me. I was, physically, essentially a different person but I still felt like myself, if that makes sense. I was chasing this girl and I remember hearing lots of laughter. It was definitely a happy time. Each night that I had this dream, I would get closer and closer to catching up with whoever this mysterious girl was. Let's talk more about her. All I got from the dream was that she was my "true love". I put those words in parenthesis because I don't feel those words can really apply to something like this. She was more than a girlfriend, more than a wife, etc. She just felt like more to me. I remember her being slightly taller than most girls, but not by much. She was really quite skinny, but not in an unhealthy way. Black hair. Long, flowing black hair. Her skin was smooth and had a slightly pale complexion. She was wearing a dress, but I'm not sure what color. Another thing I remember, is her spirit. She was adventurous, willing to fight, stand her ground. She was the type to stick with you and have your back no matter what, even if it meant facing death. The kind of girl that attracts me the most because I'm the exact same way. I'm not sure how I know all of this, but the best I can say is that it was only implied somehow through the dream. Now, like I said, each night I would get closer and closer to catching up with her, and the closer I got, the more real it felt. Finally, on the last night of having this recurring dream, I got close enough that I could have touched her. I remember her laughing, and then turning her head to look back at me. What I saw took me aback, and even in the dream, I remember stopping and just looking straight ahead. What I saw was this girl, this mysterious, beautiful girl that I supposedly knew, looking back at me... but she had no face. That's right. She didn't have a face. Where there should have been eyes, nose and a mouth, was only a white nothingness. That's where the dream ended. I still can't seem to understand what the dream meant. It felt so real and familiar that I sometimes wonder if it could have been a memory, and not a dream at all. But, if it was a memory, where have I lived that before? I know believing in reincarnation or "past lives" isn't something for everyone, but I don't think it can be ruled out. It was too surreal. It felt like a far away place and time, but even so, still very familiar to me, almost like I would wake up and be where I was in the dream. Perhaps, it's a vision from the future. Maybe I'm being told something good is coming my way, but that it won't be so obvious at first. What really chills me to think about is how much love and happiness I felt. So much so, that I don't think anyone in this life could replicate it. How familiar it all felt. I knew this girl. Yet, I didn't know her name and I couldn't see her face. I looked different too, like I said. If it hadn't been for how I felt, I wouldn't have recognized it as myself. To this day, I can still picture everything so clearly that a picture could be drawn up from my description alone, even down to the sand dunes and seagulls flying in the air. If anyone does read all of this, would you mind offering up opinions on what it could be? I can only gain so much insight looking at it from my own perspective. Also, has anyone else ever had dreams that were similar to this? Hopefully, in time, it will get clearer.



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Posted on: 2016-03-03 by Raegan

Last night I recreated Star Wars. So let's start with The Phantom Menace. There were THREE force sensitive kids, Anakin, (Sith), Ansel, (Jedi), and me, Niyah, (both). So we were all different. I kept the force steady, while my siblings ruled the Galaxy. I saved the lives of both Jedi and Sith many times. I trained students to help me be a peacekeeper. But then Ansel joined Anakin. The Jedi were unbalanced. Anakin knew he hurt Ansel terribly, and faded away. Ansel did, too, eventually. Then I became the Keeper, the force keeper. I put a spell on one of my students. When they were older they had two children, Luke and Leia. They searched for me, and I trained them. (Don't judge the names Ansel and Niyah. They were in my dream). I couldn't bring the Jedi or the Sith back. And the past was gone IMD.

Posted on: 2014-04-15 by Ciaralische

Last night:I am a talented, passionate drummer with a clear view of my ambitions and hopes, trying to make a living in a dark and run-down city somewhat like Chinatown. The main colour scheme is damp greens and dark, bloody browns and greys. Entertainers locked up in bird cages that are packed uncomfortably close together, singing and dancing provocatively. The scene is simultaneously surreal and despondent. It smells of sex, opium and sickness, all intermingling to create some kind of promiscuous coalition bent on controlling every aspect of these people's lives. Although said entertainers are seen as highly desirable and are nationally glorified, they seem to me as slaves of their trade. There are also people on the ground, dancing almost as lewdly as the performers to a rock-bluesy genre of music. Nevertheless, for some reason I feel more comfortable than ever in this atmosphere. In one of the highest cages, a handsome Spanish man is singing in a rich, baritone voice which guarantees him many admirers, yet he remains secluded in his cage, the isolation keeping him safe from the multitude of equally desolate, obsessive fanatics. Then, there appears to be a skip through time and I see him in one of the lowest cages, where petty criminals and beggars harass him through the bars. His voice is the same, albeit a bit wearier, with the same melancholy ring to it. However, he is now a lot older, and the years of drug abuse and a promiscuous lifestyle have manifested as deep lines on his face which cause him to lose his admirers. And I think, 'what comes up must come down'- literally. Additional Comments: AN: This was a peculiar dream really, I hope I managed to accurately describe the atmosphere. Strangely, the chorus of 'illuminated' by Hurts was in the background, along with these weird, gaudy kind of drum sounds, so hard to describe

Posted on: 2015-06-24 by bribri161

I went to bed around 2:45 am this morning and my dream started off with me and my family sitting right next to a volcano we were on a balcony tourist stand and we were sitting in those nice long beach chairs and then I turn to my left and see that the volcano started to slowly ooze out lava and I freak out and told my parents but while were were going down the hill we saw on the sides of mud filled with lava going super slow I was stepping in it and saying it's my time O Lord it's my time please take me swiftly and not let me suffer, but as I said that my feet wasn't melting away it was cold lava I was telling my dad it was cold and he was like " Ok Brianna" and we saw a mini guiser next to us and he made the joke why don't you step in that and tell me if it's not hot. We went through a werid lab that had scientists working and I told them they had to get out, but they just kept working as if life had no meaning. As we kept walking the lava started to get warmer and we were out of the lava zone we ran to the parking lot and there were people sprinting to their cars when I looked our car door was open and I saw that it was raided but the guy who raided it was next to us and I said " my dad is going to be mad if you don't give back the car stuff to us" and he threw it inside the car. When my parents got to the car with my grandparents I was yelling out to my dad to hurry and when we got into the car we realized that we had to hurry to the airport on the streets as we were driving we kept going in circles because we didn't know our way until we finally made it to a prison and we went in it getting tickets to ride the plane we sat down and looked around at all these women and men stuck in prison, but soon we saw that planes weren't coming to the prison we went outside to look for the car and as we were getting ready to take off we looked out the window and we saw a bunch of yellow school buses rushing in over the bridge with bunches of people in them a white van was turning but it crashed into a school bus behind us and the van was heading towards us " I kept screaming gooooooooo" and they were to scared to move and it almost hit us when we stopped screaming I saw the pavement moving slowly up and down and we couldn't follow behind the buses so we took a short cut and as we were traveling cars were going backwards and falling backwards and I woke up while trying to avoid the cars and getting to the airport.

Posted on: 2012-01-01 by gha-ling

My dream last night came in three stages: In the first stage I was working in a conservation center in the amazon filled with animals that seemed normal but that were different in a slight (but crucial!) way. For example, one gorilla had forearms that rivaled the size of a giraffe's legs. I remember being afraid of the gorillas. Finally, the blond curly haired woman that was guiding me showed me to the back room of the building (btw, the building resembled a mansion from the 19th century with yellow walls, brown doors, several floors and weird stairways) which was filled with water creatures. She told me about a problem they had been having with snakes recently. That's when I noticed that an orange snake had slithered in the stream from the outside. Everyone started running and screaming but apparently this happened a lot and people were actually having fun like those games you play when we were kids in which you do something scary bur then laugh about it. After running upstairs with a group of people we started looking for these pills that would prevent the snake form hurting us. As soon as i took it I started seeing strange colors illuminating from people's backs. 2) Something I can't remember happened, and then I was in the freezing water of the Atlantic after the Titanic sunk. The rest of the survivors and I made for lights we saw in the distance and soon came across a settlement of blue moth people who had an affinity for japanese restaurants. The restaurants were directly on the water and the reflections were beautiful. It was like 'spirited away', the japanese movie. Unfortunately for many of us, the mothpeople were racist. they only allowed the Irish survivors to enter the restaurants and would (i suspect) have hurt anyone else from trying to get in. Still, people were fighting to get in to avoid freezing to death. So my companion and I (who later turned out to be a psychiatrist) swam around the bend to the other side of the complex. No one was here yet, but a black tentacle spirit engaged me in a philosophical debate that i won, which annoyed it, so the psychiatrist and I climbed up onto the table and ran, jumping from one restaurant to the next. 3) at some point in time we left the freezing waters and found ourselves in front of a large brick building with immense windows. Inside we saw a poor young boy being beaten by his father. the psychiatrist and I decided we needed to help the poor kid and waited until everyone was asleep to enter his house. After a series of flashbacks we discovered that the father had lost his beautiful brown-haired wife who liked to dance among the pines, and then had lost all his money in the great depression. we felt bad for him, and helped him (..somehow?..) then i woke up

Posted on: 2012-03-28 by Guest

I find myself trying to seduce somebody that I know's 14 year old daughter. Mind you she is spectacularly hot! This is all taking place on a bed in the middle of my Mother's basement TV room. I'm cock blocked at every turn by people I work with and then at one point her dad. I give up and slide off the bed with a blanket to still cover my naked body and she hops off while removing her pants in one move. She's nervously re-positioning herself and I tell her to stop trying to watch the movie on the TV and come here. I embrace her in a wildly passionate kiss and move my left hand to her pussy. I'm having a hard time getting any penetration but she's completely into what I am doing. Suddenly right as I'm able to break her hymen and we're in the front seat of a car and I'm racing through the street of, what I can only assume is a European town, because the streets are narrow and cobblestone. The Feeling of fingering her is amazingly real, even though I'm concentrating on driving this car. BEST DREAM EVER! Hope I see her again soon.

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Posted on: 2013-05-22 by Guest

Some days before, I had a dream that I am on the beach enjoying with friends, and now i really have the plan with friends to go out for vacations. When I told my dream to my friend, he told me that seeing the beaches or mountains in the dreams makes your journey true. He suggested me a website in which I found that what dreams says. The dreams also describes about our life and personality. I come to know much more about the dreams when I visited the website "MeaningOfDreams".

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Posted on: 2018-05-17 by Guest

Last night I had a dream that my partner and I had our house infested with HUGE spiders, the size of my hand. We were really scared and ran out the house as there were few coming from the ceilings and on the floor etc. We realised the whole street had the same problem and everyone had ran out their house. Suddenly, this man came from one of the houses and told us how to get rid of them. He said to cook the spiders, and make them into burgers... so we did, and everyone was really happy. It was so weird... IMD