Posted on: 2014-01-29 by 9spaceking

Last night I was told by Christ, the Total Drama Island host, that he had bought a "sand genie in a bottle", which could only be defeated by means of nonviolence. The scene transitions to me walking across a traffic-jammed road (or maybe not-so-jammed, can't tell), then meeting the cast of Jimmy Neutron, who are to go against the Sand Genie. I tell one of them that nonviolence is the only way to defeat the Genie, but she misunderstands, saying "Violence? That's what I GOOD at!" Punching the genie, causing its arms to stretch towards me. As the dream starts to fade away, I gain LUCIDITY and decide to turn to rainbow Dash but change my mind, knowing that the alarm clock would wake me up soon. I continue swimming, only to be caught by the tentacles and I stopped resisting, remembering Christ's weird statement.

Posted on: 2015-05-25 by Guest

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Posted on: 2016-04-23 by Guest

Last night I was traveling with my mom back home from a trip. For some reason, my dad was travelling back in another vehicle with my sister. I remember the whole time there, planes just kept crashing around us. Big planes. Somehow we were unscathed and my mom was being super hush hush about it, sort of how parents are with younger children but I'm 23. When we arrived "home" it noticeably was not our house and people were crying and freaking out everywhere, I was scared too. When my dad arrived shortly after us, I begged him for answers but he was no different from my mom with being secretive. I faintly remember my sister saying goodbye to a friend of hers and being surprised when I stumbled upon her because she didn't anticipate saying goodbye to me or my parents, but was glad she could say her goodbyes to me as she set off on an adventure to "find somewhere safe." I remember trying to Google why the planes were crashing. Mind you, this whole time they are continuing to crash throughout my dream. There was no phone service. This dream lasted the duration of my sleep and it wasn't until the end that everything became quiet my dad showed me a news story about this guy who built certain size drones that didn't show up on radars and had an explosive material inside. He would fly it into what I suppose would be the turbine engine..? As the drones we're destroyed, the explosive contents inside activated and blew up the engine on whichever side of the plane making it impossible to land. He'd made over 5,000 drones in his life and had crashed hundreds of these planes, all American. He was American, too. His operation was found, but he himself was on the run with thousands of deaths on his hands IMD.

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

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Posted on: 2017-01-02 by Guest

I dreamt that America entered recession and the whole world followed. The other thing I remember is the number .73 repeating.

Posted on: 2013-07-17 by Guest

This is a nightmare, and a long one. It was so vivid, I still can't wrap my head around the fact that it wasn't real. I was in an apartment, and all the kids were there plus cousin Hannah for some reason... and I was in the room and then opened the front door, and there was a strange man in a black cloak completely covering his face there. He offered me his hand and it felt off, like I shouldn't take it, but I grabbed his hand anyways, and he dragged me past the doorframe, like a barrier was being crossed. And there was the moon very close and he was holding models of all the planets including Earth, and it was pitch black on his side of the door, like outside but not really. And he dragged me with him, he said some weird things in this terrifying voice, but I don't remember what he said. I could never see his face. He jumped off a ledge out of nowhere and we were in a dark canyon, and like we were skydiving. Then I was almost pierced by a sharp rock but he pulled me out of the way, laughing. This continued for what seems like forever, messing with my head and me almost dying, still in that dark canyon. Then he lets go of my hand, and says to me, "You win. You're the winner." but I couldn't understand what he meant. I was getting spooked out, and started panicking when he gave a wide, Cheshire-cat smile, and one short laugh as he said, "I'm going to kill you now." And then I screamed and ran away, for the door to my apartment, but he was right behind me. The door was open and I tried to run through, but it was as if there was a forcefield there, and I could see all my siblings watching television, but they couldn't see or hear me. Then his hand, like a skeleton, grabbed my arm and he whispered a laugh. He grabbed the model of the moon, and carved a symbol in it, then he pointed at the real moon, and that same symbol was on it. He turned around, tinkering with the moon, and then I cried and prayed, prayed like I never have before to God, and then I blacked out. I woke up again, but it was daylight then, and the light shone onto the forcefield. I felt something in me crack, and I pushed the forcefield, and forced my way through to the other side. He turned around and hissed, like a rabid cat or a snake, but a hundred times worse. I screamed at my siblings to run and get away, but he was no longer at the doorway. I ran into the hallway, and he was there, and revealed his face from under the cloak, but it was blown up to grotesque proportions. It was horrifying, and looked kind of like Freddie Cougar's face, but even more evil, it was terrifying beyond comprehension. We all screamed then, and panicked, running around blindly around the apartment, and he chased us and we couldn't hide anywhere because he was always behind us the moment we turned around. I was truly scared for my life, my heart was pounding and I could barely breath. I felt like I was going to die. I tried to pray again, and again, but nothing was working, it seemed as if the apartment was enveloped by darkness and evil and nothing could penetrate it. I ran to my older sister, and shook her shoulders insanely, screaming again and again, "Do you know any prayers? Tell me!" over and over. But she wouldn't answer, as if she was in shock, but then she smiled demonically, and her skin peeled away to reveal the man with the black cloak. I pushed him away and shrieked like a banshee, but then his skeletal fingers gripped my throat and all I could see was his sadistic smile as everything faded away. Then I woke up, panting, and completely shocked, because it felt so, so, absolutely real. And I just couldn't grasp that it was all just a dream...

Posted on: 2015-05-24 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-11-19 by Alex Socketines

Last night I dream I come to school feeling myself very scared and anxious. At the begining I think it's because I haven’t done my homework and I fear that the teacher tests me on something I haven’t studied. Suddenly, the teacher orders me to come in front of the class but I always freeze in my tracks and my mates begin to laugh at me and I ‘m not able to understand why, then when I want to stand up I immediately realize I don’t have any shoes on and my confusion is complete: I see myself and confirm that I’m wearing pants, shirt, tie and the jacket of my uniform, but only gray socks on my feet. Then the other pupils try to step on my feet making fun of me and making the rest of the school notice me in socks. However I feel kind of safe at my desk trying to hide my feet under the chair. As I remain seated, lesson hours always seem to last forever because I wish I could run away quickly but as the time of returning home nears, my suffering increases by not knowing what to do since I begin to face the mortification of going home in my socks. At the end the bell rings and I get out of classroom walking as fast as I can go through the crowd in the yard where all students are making fool of me. Suddenly, I see the class bully carrying my shoes and I am afraid he wants to get rid them so I run after him but as I am just wearing socks my feet hurt , then my socks get torn and dirty and I feel more miserable. Finally when I’m just about to catch him crossing a wide street, a car sounds the horn and when I’m just to be hit I wake up sweating with a start followed by a great relief when I realized it was a nightmare ! IMD

Posted on: 2015-04-28 by Guest

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Posted on: 2012-03-14 by Guest

I dream with a stranger who had a small crush on me and told my friend Caro that he loved me and then he suddenly disappeared and Caro came along.

Posted on: 2014-11-12 by NicoandLuis

This is a quite weird and repetitive dream. Basically it was this: I had a high view (like 15m) and was looking at the car of my parents at a 45 degree angle. This "camera view" kept throughout the dream. I saw the car of my parents down there. Its doors we're slamming themselves over and over again while it was raining and thundering.

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-05-24 by Guest

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Posted on: 2013-11-15 by Guest

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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.

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

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Posted on: 2013-10-26 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

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Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

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