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Posted on: 2012-05-02 by Guest

Last night. I felt cobwebs. And hot fire.



Posted on: 2012-05-04 by Guest

last night i was kicking it in my back yard while the sun was out at its highest. There were all my cousins and siblings playing like how they usually do when a stranger who looked to be at least 20 years old showed up with a funny looking dog and a little girl who was probably around 4 years old. He said to me "Sorry my dog got off his leash and bolted to the side of your house, We were going to leave but my sister said she was thirsty.." I called for my cousin and asked him to take her inside for a class of water and the stranger (who was kind of cute which i find weird) pulled up a chair beside me and we started to talk. a moment later I heard the girl screaming. And this guys dog went through a hole in the fence he said he'd be right back and that he was sorry for this but he never came back. The whole night I was trying to figure out who this troubled girl was. She was putting all her belongings into rooms and putting what looked like a leftover lunch into my fridge in my dream.

Posted on: 2012-05-09 by Guest

A couple of nights ago in my dream i was standing infront of this bed with white sheets, in the middle of the bed was a pentacle that i had just finished drawing with some type of black ink. i think i had a candle as well, but i cant remember!! it was just really weird does anyone know what that might mean?



Posted on: 2012-05-12 by Guest

In this dream, I am male. I am blind. I am with a woman. We move from one place to another (indoors). I hear a commotion. I know there is another presence with us here, and I can hear them scuffling or fighting or something. I don't hear her saying anything or screaming or anything and that terrifies me - she makes no sound, the only sound I hear is her movements and its movements. Then there is a pressing and absolute silence. I hear nothing, but I can feel the presence of the thing. I am terrified, listening to my breath and my heartbeat. I am too scared to call for her, so I feel for her. I find some part of her, but it is not all of her, and I wake up in a cold sweat. Day Events This was while Gordon and I were at the hotel in San Diego the day before we came home.

Posted on: 2012-05-19 by Guest

This is a dream of mine from a week ago that I kept in my dream journals. It was a weird experience in which I'm not sure how to interpret. I was a young attractive girl, probably about the age of 18, at this resort/mall/factory place. It was very dark and gloomy though like something you might see in a Tim Burton film. I remember a huge swimming pool/ocean that rested in the "lobby." Gathered around the pool were a couple of other teenagers, 2 boys and another girl. They were obviously friends. I remember feeling very isolated and withdrawn from their social group and got this sense that they disliked me. I even recall the other girl making a rude comment to me at one point as I walked by. Anyways when I put my insecurities aside my dream became really weird and distorted. Next thing I remember is that I'm running through the factory looking portion of the dream trying to avoid a group of crazy lunatics out to kill me. I was very agile, and nimble, capable of scaling buildings like Spiderman. I remember running for my life and climbing up the side of this building as I evaded the thugs. From there I pearched myself on a beam above them and gazed down below to see the teenage girl from earlier. Within a split second she was murdered and I felt terrified because that could have been me. Somehow the thugs saw me up above them and I dashed as fast as I could to the other side of the factory while still maintaining my balance on the beam. I jumped out a window and fell 3 stories without any injuries. From there I sprinted back into the hotel/mall portion. I woke up in reality for a brief moment because it was really hot in my bedroom, but fell back to sleep quickly, and was thrust right back into the same dream. Again I was in the hotel lobby this time it looked like something from Silent Hill. The pursuers were still searching for me while I was looking around for a way to defend myself. I ran in circles around this gigantic "pool" desperately trying to think of something to do. It was to no avail though. Eventually the pursuers caught up to me but by this time I just didn't care. It was like all the fear in me had vanished and I was ready to fight, death was not an option. I was skilled in hand to hand combat, easily taking out a couple guys but than I was being overwhelmed. Demons or shadow creatures began pouring out from the walls as I looked around in complete disbelief. I knew things were going very bad for me at this point but my experience with lucid dreams allowed me to finally take control of this situation. I felt the raw power surge through my veins as if I were some sort of deity. Waves of red, purple, and green lightning began shooting from my body destroying anything and everything that surrounded me. The fabrics of existence within this dream deteriorated and all that was left was just me. I was standing in nothingness, an empty void. I was slammed against a wall as if I were suddenly being jolted back into the hotel scene. I was exhausted and feeling hurt within this dream. Eventually I just collapsed face first into the pool. This was probably one of my more entertaining and exciting dreams because I got to experience something so unorthodox and beyond this linear world. I wouldn't say that it was scary because there are few things in this world that frighten me, but it was definitely exhilarating.



Posted on: 2012-05-22 by Guest

Last night I went to bed and this scenario occurred: I was sitting down in a random room and all of the sudden my friend comes in and it looks like he's been crying. He sits down next to me and I ask "Have you been crying?" "No..." he says, and tears rolled down his face a little and he sniffed. Then I patted/rubbed his back, just a friendly gesture because I know he's been through a lot. Then, he turned around and hugged me and then he said: "Will you please be my girlfriend?" (or something of that sort) And I was just completely shocked and said "no." I meant to explain why I said no, but I was just in shock. Then he ran away crying. IMD

Posted on: 2012-05-23 by Guest

The guy I like from University, approched my by my back while washing dishes at a house party at a common friends place. And confessed to me in in french (my mother tongue) saying: "I've learned your language for you, I've helped you study more than others, what does this say to you?" I had a really nice warm feeling and liked it.

Posted on: 2012-05-24 by Guest

Last night I had a dream where I was in a store and I saw a girl I know and have a small crush on I wanted to ask her out but was too chicken she sake me out though obviously I said yes our date was supposed to be at 9:00pm I took her home and only my dad was there I introduced them and we sat awkwardly for an hour until it was 9:00 and time to leave we had a nice dinner date with talking and laughing I hugged and kissed her goodnight and we went home. There was nothing sexual IMD

Posted on: 2012-05-26 by Guest

What does this dream mean ? I had a dream about my dad who died years ago but I also dreamed that my dad and I was visiting this girl that I like home town I also saw places in the dream that she told me about and we were at a party and their was a woman there that said mean things about my dad but I couldn't see her face . What does this dream mean ?

Posted on: 2012-06-04 by Guest

last night i had a dream i was being held captive by a couple of pretty annoying guys (it seemed like that...) i was in a big wired cage on the back of their truck and they were planning to park it in a really dark tunnel/cave and leave me there i guess. as the truck neared the cave, the rocks above it collapsed and fell on the front of the truck, denting it pretty bad, i got thrown around and the guys away from the truck leaving me there as the car started to catch fire. i was starting to freak out and was trapped but i saw a large ( like the size of a refrigerator i guess)owl flying above the trees, i called out to help and it landed on the ground near the truck. i'm not sure why but then i started singing to it about needing to fly, i then kind of floated out of the cage and landed in front of the owl. it stared at me and i could feel myself becoming a bird, i started to run towards the forest and before i knew it i was flapping my wings and flew over a large hill to find a beautiful sunset over a large lake IMD my dream ended there because i had to get up and do my morning routine... the wierd thing was that the dream felt so real and i didnt want it to end, i wish i could just "hit pause" on my dreams and then resume them the next time i sleep... let me know what you think it means :O

Posted on: 2012-06-12 by Guest

I had a dream where i in US and that i had been able to get in, after all the imigration problems that i have had, people could not believe i was inside the country, and there was no stamp on the passport, so amazingly i had been able to get inside the country.

Posted on: 2012-06-12 by Guest

I had a dream where i in US and that i had been able to get in, after all the imigration problems that i have had, people could not believe i was inside the country, and there was no stamp on the passport, so amazingly i had been able to get inside the country.

Posted on: 2012-06-22 by damilee97

I dreamt this when I was a little girl, for three continuous days. I was in my 20's in my dream, and was wearing a long green dress(not too pouffy). And I was standing on a big white balcony but outside the balcony was pitch dark. I don't think it was dark because it was night but it was just pitch dark. Behind me were the three wise men, just standing there, and none of us said anything, just looking outside the balcony.

Posted on: 2012-06-25 by Mextli

Last night I had a very odd dream. Well my father was killed in Afghanistan and I keep haveing dreams about marines but this dream way diffrent from the others. I was in a chopper, filled with marines.There is no windows so I don't know where im at. Then there is a huge explosion from the cockpit the copper starts spinning then I wake up screaming drenched in sweat. I keep thinking about the dream. Was I in my father? Was that how he died? IMD

Posted on: 2012-06-27 by Guest

i got a text from my uncle that the Red Hot Chili Peppers will come in front of my building to sign me some autographs.I waited outside for them when a golden car parked on the street.Anthony Kiedis opened the window.I had a RHCP tattoo on the back!! I took pictures with them and they left. wish it was reality!:(

Posted on: 2012-06-29 by Guest

I had a dream that I was on the beach with this girl named Ashley. She's a year older than me, and we've never really talked or hung out. We were best friends in my dream and we were taking pictures together while we waited for a photo shoot. It was my turn at the photo shoot and when I got back Ashley was really pissed at me. She wouldn't look at me or talk to me and she looked pretty upset. I grabbed my things and we had to ride a charter bus back to our hometown. I started walking to our bus alone and then ended up in a parking lot at a school. I don't know why, but for some reason I needed to go pick up my suitcase. I went into the school, found my suitcase, and then started to find my way out. I walked down a couple hallways and then found the door. For some reason there were police and security guards blocking the door. There were maybe 20 other people trying to get out. I knew I needed to get out of the school fast or I would miss my charter bus ride home. So I swiveled through the people, suitcase rolling behind me, when by accident I ran into a black lady in my rush to get out. She knocked me into a fat women and I didn't know what to do but say "sorry" over and over again. I backed up and the lady and the women stepped towards me as if they were going to beat me up. Before I knew it there was a circle of women surrounding me. Right before they were about to beat me to death a nice white women with blonde hair broke up the fight. I gathered my suitcase and swiftly walked towards the exit. A police officer stopped me. "What do you think you're doing?" "I need to go. I have a bus and if I don't hurry, it'll leave without me!" "Mhmm,sure." "Look! Those kids are from my school! I promise." It was Ashley and two other kids. They were walking towards me. "I need to see identification." I showered her a tag on my suitcase that had the name of my school on it. Ashley and the other kids were wearing t-shirts with our school name on it. The police officer still didn't believe me though. I really needed to get out of there. The police officer asked to go through my bag and I agreed. Whatever would convince her. "I really need to go catch my bus!" "that's what they all say." The police officer took her time going through my bag and my identification papers. When I looked back over for Ashley, she was gone. THEN I WOKE UP.

Posted on: 2012-07-06 by Guest

fuck this

Posted on: 2012-07-16 by Guest

An old building. A book, large, bound in black leather, stiffened with age, heavy and thick. Realization. He must not have the book. He is evil. He is wickedness. For humanity, for our world, he must not have the book. And yet it is his, part of him. Family does not take me seriously. I scream, WE MUST FLEE! Get in my car, convince father to come. We Drive, and drive, anywhere. Men in dirty black furs and leather, black haired, angry, and bearing cruel, ancient steel weapons, axes, swords, no shields. They emerge from the side of the highway. I swerve to avoid them when I can, but they strike the car, hurling their bodies at it, completely unconcerned with thgeir own lives or the danger. A solid axe strike to the winshield shatters it. I am in the place I found the book. There, attached to the wall, bound by strands of acid spiderweb thick as cord, is a woman. She is naked, and her face is beauty and pain and sadness. Her body, what can be seen through the webbing, is criss-crossed with angry red welts, as though the webs burn as they imprison. I reach out, to tear the webbing away, to free her. she sadly shakes her head, and I know it is futile. He is coming. We must flee. WE MUST FLEE! Yet she is suffering, and I know her, she is I, if he captures me. I ask my father for the small, tiny knife I know he carries. I bring out the blade, and look her in the eye. She knows what I offer is a different kind of freedom. She gives a tiny nod, but it is the fear and gratitude in her eyes that tell me she is ready. Tearing at my soul, I grasp her hair. Roughly, I yank up. Without hesitation I draw the blade across her throat, as hard and sure as I can. It is a small blade, but sharp and my hand is steady. It has taken too long. He is there, and backing away I try to strike him with the knife. But it is a cross. A rosary from the Vatican. A gift from Craig. I strike him with a rosary, which burns and flings him away, his arm hurt, cut but not deeply. My sister will not believe me. Even my Father, who has seen strange men in black furs emerge and hurl themselves against the racing car, is confused. Craig is over. He believes. We flee in the car, but my father has forgotten the Book! It is at the house. We return to get it. My father has a car with no frame, like a jeep. Something incredibly fuel efficient. We will take that. I insist on driving, he accepts readily. But it is difficult to start, and my family's lack of belief, lack of fear has already delayed me. My father takes a moment to gloat, to explain the trick to starting the car. It is too much. There, in the passenger seat, is him. I know that Cruel, beardless chin. Those piercing brown eyes, so brown they are almost black in black. His hands are large, and his expression one of infinite evil. I gaze into his eyes, full of terror and resignation. Death would be better than capture, and briefly I wonder if I can find a way to die. I cannot. "So, this is the one who flees?" I nod, and offer him my wrists together, to bind or to cut. I am defeated. "Ha! He is no more than a gamer. He fled because he could do not other. And a good little rabbit, too. Led me on quite the chase. Do you know what will happen to you, little rabbit?" I know. I will suffer endlessly. I will have horrors without ending. If I cam lucky, he will eventually destroy me. "No, no luck. I will use you in dark rituals that will bind your soul to demons and you will be in endless hell. But first, you will serve me. Your fear is delicious, and you understand your place completely." We are in his place. It is cold stone and the smell of blood is there. I do whatever I can for my master. I fear the inevitable day of my endless torment, but... I am good at service. I am eager for his commands, and run to complete them. He has an apprentice, another servant, younger than I. But that boy does not understand quickly, and makes me seem more competent in contrast. He has two beautiful women servants. One hair blond as the sun, the other black as the night sky. The Blond is foolish and morally bankrupt, she serves not out of fear but a lust for power. The dark haired one is my ally. She tells me how he thinks, what he is like. She shares secret information. He is impressed with me. I have begun to help in the dark rituals. I have no hesitation, knowing that any day I may begin to suffer eternally, I commit blasphemy's with no doubt or guilt. I am also a natural... christopherleecruz@gmail.com for more

Posted on: 2012-07-16 by Guest

An old building. A book, large, bound in black leather, stiffened with age, heavy and thick. Realization. He must not have the book. He is evil. He is wickedness. For humanity, for our world, he must not have the book. And yet it is his, part of him. Family does not take me seriously. I scream, WE MUST FLEE! Get in my car, convince father to come. We Drive, and drive, anywhere. Men in dirty black furs and leather, black haired, angry, and bearing cruel, ancient steel weapons, axes, swords, no shields. They emerge from the side of the highway. I swerve to avoid them when I can, but they strike the car, hurling their bodies at it, completely unconcerned with thgeir own lives or the danger. A solid axe strike to the winshield shatters it. I am in the place I found the book. There, attached to the wall, bound by strands of acid spiderweb thick as cord, is a woman. She is naked, and her face is beauty and pain and sadness. Her body, what can be seen through the webbing, is criss-crossed with angry red welts, as though the webs burn as they imprison. I reach out, to tear the webbing away, to free her. she sadly shakes her head, and I know it is futile. He is coming. We must flee. WE MUST FLEE! Yet she is suffering, and I know her, she is I, if he captures me. I ask my father for the small, tiny knife I know he carries. I bring out the blade, and look her in the eye. She knows what I offer is a different kind of freedom. She gives a tiny nod, but it is the fear and gratitude in her eyes that tell me she is ready. Tearing at my soul, I grasp her hair. Roughly, I yank up. Without hesitation I draw the blade across her throat, as hard and sure as I can. It is a small blade, but sharp and my hand is steady. It has taken too long. He is there, and backing away I try to strike him with the knife. But it is a cross. A rosary from the Vatican. A gift from Craig. I strike him with a rosary, which burns and flings him away, his arm hurt, cut but not deeply. My sister will not believe me. Even my Father, who has seen strange men in black furs emerge and hurl themselves against the racing car, is confused. Craig is over. He believes. We flee in the car, but my father has forgotten the Book! It is at the house. We return to get it. My father has a car with no frame, like a jeep. Something incredibly fuel efficient. We will take that. I insist on driving, he accepts readily. But it is difficult to start, and my family's lack of belief, lack of fear has already delayed me. My father takes a moment to gloat, to explain the trick to starting the car. It is too much. There, in the passenger seat, is him. I know that Cruel, beardless chin. Those piercing brown eyes, so brown they are almost black in black. His hands are large, and his expression one of infinite evil. I gaze into his eyes, full of terror and resignation. Death would be better than capture, and briefly I wonder if I can find a way to die. I cannot. "So, this is the one who flees?" I nod, and offer him my wrists together, to bind or to cut. I am defeated. "Ha! He is no more than a gamer. He fled because he could do not other. And a good little rabbit, too. Led me on quite the chase. Do you know what will happen to you, little rabbit?" I know. I will suffer endlessly. I will have horrors without ending. If I cam lucky, he will eventually destroy me. "No, no luck. I will use you in dark rituals that will bind your soul to demons and you will be in endless hell. But first, you will serve me. Your fear is delicious, and you understand your place completely." We are in his place. It is cold stone and the smell of blood is there. I do whatever I can for my master. I fear the inevitable day of my endless torment, but... I am good at service. I am eager for his commands, and run to complete them. He has an apprentice, another servant, younger than I. But that boy does not understand quickly, and makes me seem more competent in contrast. He has two beautiful women servants. One hair blond as the sun, the other black as the night sky. The Blond is foolish and morally bankrupt, she serves not out of fear but a lust for power. The dark haired one is my ally. She tells me how he thinks, what he is like. She shares secret information. He is impressed with me. I have begun to help in the dark rituals. I have no hesitation, knowing that any day I may begin to suffer eternally, I commit blasphemy's with no doubt or guilt. I am also a natural... christopherleecruz@gmail.com for more

Posted on: 2012-07-17 by Guest

I keep dreaming that my grandma is haunting me and my son. she pins me up and i can't shout. i had one tonight that i was at her house and my son was in his pram and he started cry, so i went to check on him. he was falling down the stairs in his pram, then she took him into next door and stared to push me in house but i held on to the door frame. i tried shout but i couldn't. i keep having them but they are always change. PLEASE HELP

Posted on: 2012-07-17 by Guest

I keep dreaming that my grandma is haunting me and my son. she pins me up and i can't shout. i had one tonight that i was at her house and my son was in his pram and he started cry, so i went to check on him. he was falling down the stairs in his pram, then she took him into next door and stared to push me in house but i held on to the door frame. i tried shout but i couldn't. i keep having them but they are always change. PLEASE HELP

Posted on: 2012-07-19 by Mackinzie16

Last night I had a dream. It took place at a swimming pool party. I was a mermaid, as was my friend. But if we got out of the water then we would have legs. Then we found out another girl was a mermaid too! We found out by seeing her in the pool and I could see her tail. Me and my friend both jumped in the water and showed her our tails. We were so excited to find another girl like us! But then other non-mermaids started to go in the pool. For some reason, we had to put our tails aiming down and that way they couldn't see them. Or we could kind of control what they look like but we would have webbed feet. It was close enough for them not to notice. When everyone got out because it was time to do something, (I forgot what it was. Eat, maybe?)I was the last one left in the pool. I was getting out but then I noticed I somehow didn't have my top part of my swimsuit on! I had no top, so I couldn't get out of the pool. I called my friend over and told her what happened. I told her where my top was and she went to get it. She came back with it and I hurried and put it on. I was really embarrassed because some people saw! I got out and it was time to go home. So I think my dad picked me up. We were walking home and on the way we stopped at my (she was either my great grandma, or great aunt, and her name was Trudy) and she said she will die in 40 days. Of course, we didn't believe her. We felt bad for her and gave her a bird (she already had one). Then she gave us some sort of cylinder purple container. And then I woke up. What does this dream mean?

Posted on: 2012-07-20 by Guest

i had a dream in which my husband was being unfaithfull with a family member twice

Posted on: 2012-07-23 by Guest

I used to have a crush on this boy named Luke in my grade, but now i just want to be friends. I ended up having this dream where the whole grade was going to this camp as a field trip over night, and as we were on our way to our cabins still in the vans, we had water guns I was good friends with Luke but i still kind of had a crush on him. So, i decided just for fun, i would shoot him with it. He turned around and gave me a look that said, "Really". But, in a good way and then i got happy and a little out of control and accidentally broke one of the rules and shot him in the face which is described as a head shot. And he said, "Really, you lose a life". At first you get 5 lives and every time you break a rule you lose one. We looked at each other and i covered my mouth and my face trying to say i was so so sorry without talking. He turned around. He was sitting in the front and i was behind him. I turned to my friend and said it was a total accident. So i wrote him a note saying that, and askef my friend if i should really do this because it was aquard me having a crush on him and all. Then i signed it "-S", because that was my first name's initial and gave him the gun too and walked away and when he was done reading it he stopped me saying wait, come back. I went back and he forgave me and said, "Come here", as soon as i was close to his face he said, "kiss me". He pulled me in and kissed me long and hard, and it was not just a little kiss, he smooched me, and his tongue touched mine and everything. As soon as his mom figured out we were really good friends, she asked me to stay over the mext day. I told her i was going to Hershey or Dorney Park with my dad, and that i was sure it would be ok if he cam with us. Later that night at Luke's house he gave me something in return for saying sorry. It was an "I Love You" necklace. His mom came in telling us my dad was there, after i said thanks and we smooched, and since we wanted to keep our boyfrind girlfriend relationship a secret, he pushed the necklace box somewhere hidden. I asked my dad if Luke could come, he said he wouldn't mind, but then Luke said he couldn't because he would be going to the zoo with his mom. I told him it was just the zoo and that all you do is look at animals and those animals should not be there unless something happened to them that they would need to be cared for until they can regain their strength. I said pllleeeeeaaaassee, come on it will be fun and he finally said yes.

Posted on: 2012-07-24 by thesassa

I had a really realistic dream where I saw loads of huge comets and shooting stars go past the window. I went outside and could see loads of colourful planets and shapes in the sky. In the dream I was wondering and asked someone if I was hallucinating. Then suddenly the shapes in the sky went from 2D to 3D like another dimension had become visible and everything started moving, and a Anyway I'm off to bed, I'm working so much extra and it's so tiring ! planet started spinning, first it was slow then it got faster and faster and bigger until it grew a comet tail and started heading towards earth. There was a crowd of people all staring up at it and getting freaked out. It hit earth but was actually really small but made a hole in the ground and lava started coming out of it

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