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Meerkat
08-21-2007, 12:02 AM
Here's a valuable service we can provide to each other. Suppose as an example that JeanneTGC writes that she had a dream in which a train entered a tunnel, then the scene shifted and a submarine entered some sort of undersea cave and all of the seamen aboard came out to explore it, and then the scene shifted once more and a rocket blasted off with a jarring explosion of motion. What could it all mean, Jeanne wonders?

Easy, the next poster interprets: Jeanne is getting ready for the school year to start, because her daughter will soon be getting on a school bus, a vehicle of roughly the same length/width ratio as the other three vehicles in her dream. Then this same poster offers up their dream.

Sound fun?

Well, I sure as heck don't remember any dream from last night, so who else wants to go first?

dclary
08-21-2007, 01:45 AM
LOL at the set-up.

I'll go first.

This is a true, recurring nightmare that I had at least 30-40 times from the time I was about 10 until I was nearly 14.



In my dream, all kids my age were taken and placed on open prison systems that hovered several miles over the earth. There were no walls to the prison -- why would there need to be? And all the kids were forced to wear rollerskates, so they wouldn't get the idea of trying anything funny.

In the first few iterations of the dream, I got in a fight with someone and was pushed off the edge. In later versions, I staged the fight so I could escape. In all versions, I tried landing in a deep lake I saw beneath me, but always missed. In the first several versions, I broke bones and internal organs, and always awoke dying of massive injuries. In later versions I learned to break my fall in the branches of trees, and eventually survived the fall.


I have three other recurring dreams that have haunted my youth, but this should be enough for now.

JoNightshade
08-21-2007, 01:53 AM
In my dream, all kids my age were taken and placed on open prison systems that hovered several miles over the earth. There were no walls to the prison -- why would there need to be? And all the kids were forced to wear rollerskates, so they wouldn't get the idea of trying anything funny.

In the first few iterations of the dream, I got in a fight with someone and was pushed off the edge. In later versions, I staged the fight so I could escape. In all versions, I tried landing in a deep lake I saw beneath me, but always missed. In the first several versions, I broke bones and internal organs, and always awoke dying of massive injuries. In later versions I learned to break my fall in the branches of trees, and eventually survived the fall.

Okay, to me this is just a metaphor for your insecurities as a young person. You felt trapped in your environment, and you felt that everyone else was trapped, and that there were a ridiculous amount of restrictions placed on you just to make sure you couldn't be free to do as you liked.

The escape attempts are you attempting to mature. You make forays into the adult world, but each time it ends in disaster because you can't control yourself. Then, gradually, you learn to cope with this crazy unfamiliar world outside the confines of your little child-world. And eventually, you learn to survive.
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How's that? Okay, here's mine. This is a recurring dream from my childhood as well. I don't have it anymore, thank goodness.

Basically, I repeatedly (in the same dream) perform brain surgery on my mother. I do it at night when she's sleeping. Each time, I take out a small piece of her brain. In the day, her mental processes slowly degrade and she starts getting more and more helpless and confused. I hate myself for doing it, but I continue to remove pieces of her brain. Finally, when it's clear that she's not going to live much longer, I confess. She wraps me in her arms and tells me it's okay; she's known about it all along, and in her now-simple-minded way, she forgives me completely. I am crushed with guilt, and her forgiveness makes me weep.

Jacob
08-21-2007, 02:27 AM
[quote=JoNightshade;1563595]Okay, to me this is just a metaphor for your insecurities as a young person. You felt trapped in your environment, and you felt that everyone else was trapped, and that there were a ridiculous amount of restrictions placed on you just to make sure you couldn't be free to do as you liked.

The escape attempts are you attempting to mature. You make forays into the adult world, but each time it ends in disaster because you can't control yourself. Then, gradually, you learn to cope with this crazy unfamiliar world outside the confines of your little child-world. And eventually, you learn to survive.
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How's that? Okay, here's mine. This is a recurring dream from my childhood as well. I don't have it anymore, thank goodness.

Basically, I repeatedly (in the same dream) perform brain surgery on my mother. I do it at night when she's sleeping. Each time, I take out a small piece of her brain. In the day, her mental processes slowly degrade and she starts getting more and more helpless and confused. I hate myself for doing it, but I continue to remove pieces of her brain. Finally, when it's clear that she's not going to live much longer, I confess. She wraps me in her arms and tells me it's okay; she's known about it all along, and in her now-simple-minded way, she forgives me completely. I am crushed with guilt, and her forgiveness makes me weep.[/quote

I think your dream is beautiful and it posseses every element that makes us human. Trust, fear,love, anxiety,forgiveness,guilt. The way I would interpret this dream is that you love your mother very deeply but maybe you were worried about not being able to show this love in a way wich you felt could be adequately communicated? Since all relationships our scarred by some sort of rejection wich makes it even more diffcult to be vulnerable and express ourselves in away wich leaves the possibilty of abandonment Maybe in your subconcious mind you created a scenario in wich both you and your mother fully gave and received love in the purest way possible. mercy, grace, compassion and forgiveness.

This is moving thanks for sharing it.

JoNightshade
08-21-2007, 02:29 AM
I think your dream is beautiful and it posseses every element that makes us human. Trust, fear,love, anxiety,forgiveness,guilt. The way I would interpret this dream is that you love your mother very deeply but maybe you were worried about not being able to show this love in a way wich you felt could be adequately communicated? Since relationship is scarred by some sort of rejection wich makes it even more diffcult to be vulnerable and express ourselves in away wich leaves the possibilty of abandonment Maybe in your subconcious mind you created a scenario in wich both you and your mother fully gave and received love in the purest way possible. mercy, grace, compassion and forgiveness.

This is moving thanks for sharing it.

Thanks! I always thought it was pretty dang weird. :)

So where's your dream? Gotta leave your own after interpreting! :)

Jacob
08-21-2007, 02:32 AM
Thanks! I always thought it was pretty dang weird. :)

So where's your dream? Gotta leave your own after interpreting! :)

I will for sure..right now I have a pizza that is calling my name:)

Cyclops
08-21-2007, 03:18 AM
I have weird dreams. since we are at a lull, I will post mine, but i do promise an interpretation later.

--Just an aside. I was really sick when I had this dream. So I blame the cold medication and Nyquil, chased with a shot of rum. I don't drink, so thats enough to knock me out.


I was in a parking lot dressed as a repairman. I was going to kill George Jetson. There were cameras all around. I hoped my disguise would throw security off long enough to monkey wrench his car.

There was a ring. I answered my cell phone.
It was a woman. "I know you want me. Do it! Kill George! then we can be together, FOREVER!"

I was shocked. it was Jane his wife! I'm having an affair...I felt so guilty.

The phone rang again. A rough slurred voice came on.
"I know you're going to kill George. I'm going to tell!" Click.

It was Astro! Nooooooo! Now I had to kill the dog too!

I felt so guilty, I woke up. Seriously, It kept me awake for a few hours after that!

JeanneTGC
08-21-2007, 03:20 AM
While we're waiting, I'll play...

Here's a valuable service we can provide to each other. Suppose as an example that JeanneTGC writes that she had a dream in which a train entered a tunnel, then the scene shifted and a submarine entered some sort of undersea cave and all of the seamen aboard came out to explore it, and then the scene shifted once more and a rocket blasted off with a jarring explosion of motion. What could it all mean, Jeanne wonders?
Jeanne never wonders about dreams like these. Jeanne knows they mean what they always mean :D ... geez, my leetle Meerkat, don't you know ANYthing about the psychology of dreams? My, my, we need to talk...

(I pretty much analyze any dream I have that isn't worth turning into a storyline...they all end up being about sex, stress, or needing to wake up and piddle.) (I'm a simple creature, I guess.)

So, wracking my brain here for something that I can't clearly define from the ol' bag o' dreams...um...errr...I'm in this tunnel and...no, not that one...rocket ship goes up...nah, been done...I could make something up...erm...ACK! I got nuthin' that I haven't already figured out or am going to use as a storyline!

Hey! I'll use one of my husband's! He dreamed that we were on vacation in Southern California and while we were there, he was killed. He didn't know he was dead, but he kept on calling me and I was telling him he wasn't where we (me, our daughter and her best friend) were expecting him. Turns out he was in a strip mall in Purgatory and Henry Rollins was the maitre'de. Rollins was telling my husband that he was dead and they were having an existential argument, as well as a fist fight (which my husband, though smaller, won...hey, it was HIS dream, okay?). When my husband accepted that nothing is real, then he was released from the strip mall and allowed to go to Heaven. And then he woke up.

Sooo, other than being a dream that kept me mildly freaked out through our entire vacation last month, whaddaya think it means?

JeanneTGC
08-21-2007, 03:22 AM
I have weird dreams. since we are at a lull, I will post mine, but i do promise an interpretation later.

--Just an aside. I was really sick when I had this dream. So I blame the cold medication and Nyquil, chased with a shot of rum. I don't drink, so thats enough to knock me out.



I felt so guilty, I woke up. Seriously, It kept me awake for a few hours after that!
I crossed posted with Cyclops, so I'll try to do a fast interpretation.

Um, either you REALLY love the Jetsons more than anyone who isn't receiving royalties from them should, or you're stressed and at a crossroads, where you want to do something but know that you shouldn't.

Siddow
08-21-2007, 03:32 AM
Hey! I'll use one of my husband's! He dreamed that we were on vacation in Southern California and while we were there, he was killed. He didn't know he was dead, but he kept on calling me and I was telling him he wasn't where we (me, our daughter and her best friend) were expecting him. Turns out he was in a strip mall in Purgatory and Henry Rollins was the maitre'de. Rollins was telling my husband that he was dead and they were having an existential argument, as well as a fist fight (which my husband, though smaller, won...hey, it was HIS dream, okay?). When my husband accepted that nothing is real, then he was released from the strip mall and allowed to go to Heaven. And then he woke up.

Sooo, other than being a dream that kept me mildly freaked out through our entire vacation last month, whaddaya think it means?

Your husband is a frustrated musician. Or he hates shopping. But he sure loves you. He just doesn't believe what you say.

My last musician dream involves George Harrison. I walked down the stairs to my basement (my real-life basement, not a made-up dream basement) and George Harrison was sitting on the bottom step. He watched me take a shower in my office (which doesn't really have a shower). Words were passed, but even at waking, I couldn't remember what he'd said.

davids
08-21-2007, 03:39 AM
You obviously desire a sex change operation performed by a slight debauched British rock star

My dream-wouldn't cha like to know? That is my dream-really-not joking-or I could tell you the dream about Siddow which revolves around a carowsel and has me chacin' her and she is dressed in bra panties and garter belt with stockings but that would not really interest anyone right? This post is to be totally ignored as it is silly and it is not Friday and I humbly appopularagize to the OP

JeanneTGC
08-21-2007, 03:42 AM
Your husband is a frustrated musician. Or he hates shopping. But he sure loves you. He just doesn't believe what you say.
No, he's got no musical aspirations at all. But he DOES hate shopping, and he's really into punk rock and so has love/hate feelings about Rollins. And, yeah, he does love me, but, LOL, he rarely believes what I say. You're good, Sid, you're good!


My last musician dream involves George Harrison. I walked down the stairs to my basement (my real-life basement, not a made-up dream basement) and George Harrison was sitting on the bottom step. He watched me take a shower in my office (which doesn't really have a shower). Words were passed, but even at waking, I couldn't remember what he'd said.
Gee, um...you want to have more spiritual guidance in your life, but feel that it's been buried. Maybe you were more spiritual when you were younger, when George was still alive, and you'd like to dredge that back up, possibly by cleansing yourself of your sins, cynicism, age. You can't remember the words because the words aren't as important as the music, the feelings.

Either that or you have a dead beetle in your basement and you'd like it cleaned up.

Jacob
08-21-2007, 03:58 AM
Ok so a few nights ago I had this dream that I was walking through a parking lot and this girl walks up to me with a box fan on top of her head. Only its one of those big metal ones you see in a gym. Anyways, she tells me to give her all the money in my pocket or she was going to take a packet of powdered Icy Hot( wich does not exist because I googled it when I woke up) and pour it into the fan and make me drink it . Thats pretty much all I remember.
Have at it...:)

Cyclops
08-21-2007, 04:05 AM
Ok so a few nights ago I had this dream that I was walking through a parking lot and this girl walks up to me with a box fan on top of her head. Only its one of those big metal ones you see in a gym. Anyways, she tells me to give her all the money in my pocket or she was going to take a packet of powdered Icy Hot( wich does not exist because I googled it when I woke up) and pour it into the fan and make me drink it . Thats really all I remember but Im guessing the dream ended with me giving her my money.
Have at it...:)
The icy hot represents your fear of aging. The parking lot represents your life, and the fact that people walk all over you.
The girl is a fear you have never faced...but one day you must. The money is opportunity wasted on yet another silly girl.

Jacob
08-21-2007, 04:07 AM
The icy hot represents your fear of aging. The parking lot represents your life, and the fact that people walk all over you.
The girl is a fear you have never faced...but one day you must. The money is opportunity wasted on yet another silly girl.

You are a prophet indeed ;)

JoNightshade
08-21-2007, 04:23 AM
Oh, I had one the other morning. I'm pretty sure this was sparked by me having to go pee (which I did as soon as I woke up!), but the rest of it is weird.

So, I'm at a restaurant with a group of friends, including my husband. But in the dream, he's still my boyfriend, and for some reason one of his buddies is also hitting on me. So his buddy is sitting directly next to me, while he is on the other side. I am wearing a skirt, which I almost never do. Then I have to go to the bathroom, so I excuse myself... only for some reason, I realize I HAVE to go into the guy's bathroom. So I then proceed to try to pass myself off as a CROSS DRESSING GUY in the men's bathroom. Obviously I can't use a urinal, so I go into one of the stalls, except the doors are curtains which keep blowing up so the guys in the stalls next to mine are visible. Obviously this is kind of embarrassing but I attempt to act guyish. I succeed, and the men around me keep saying things to each other like, "Whoa, that's a guy!" Finally the ordeal is over and I go out and sit back down. However, my husband/boyfriend has kicked his buddy out of the seat next to mine, and he presents me with a giant chocolate car. (About the size of a guitar.) I'm like, "Uh, thanks..." while I notice that it's melting. But I recognize that he is being all sweet and I love him for it.

Danger Jane
08-21-2007, 04:35 AM
you secretly wish you could eat as much chocolate as a man but you fear that your husband won't let you even though he would. mysogynistic chocolate.


um, when I was not really awake yet this morning (10:50 AM) I was daydreaming about meeting grace slick. I met her at the skating rink where I was supposed to go skating but thought my friends weren't there. I first freaked out OMGWTFBBQ grace slick. Then I babbled to her and apologized for babbling because I know she's ornery. I told her that. I had no paper for her to autograph. GOD DAMMIT that's why I carry my iPod everywhere! So Grace Slick can sign it OMFG GRACE SLICK SIGNED IPOD I would DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Siddow
08-21-2007, 04:48 AM
um, when I was not really awake yet this morning (10:50 AM) I was daydreaming about meeting grace slick. I met her at the skating rink where I was supposed to go skating but thought my friends weren't there. I first freaked out OMGWTFBBQ grace slick. Then I babbled to her and apologized for babbling because I know she's ornery. I told her that. I had no paper for her to autograph. GOD DAMMIT that's why I carry my iPod everywhere! So Grace Slick can sign it OMFG GRACE SLICK SIGNED IPOD I would DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

None of your friends meet your ideal re: GS. And daydreams don't count.

Now my skating rink dream:

I had to walk across a muddy parking lot to get into the rink. A real-life rink (I rarely dream of unknown locations) that I went to as a kid. I was waiting in the que to get through the steel doors when I saw this boy with a coat on that I HAD TO HAVE. I wrestled the boy to the floor and took his coat, put it on, thern traversed the parking lot in my skates (the old roller-derby, white-boot, four-wheel skates) over wooden planks that were laid out because of the flood of muddy water. I reached the edge of the parking lot and felt triumphant.

JoNightshade
08-21-2007, 05:34 AM
you secretly wish you could eat as much chocolate as a man but you fear that your husband won't let you even though he would. mysogynistic chocolate.

Actually I have TRIED to eat as much chocolate as my husband but it just makes me sick. :) And he gives it to me all the time!

Cyclops
08-23-2007, 10:12 AM
I had to walk across a muddy parking lot to get into the rink. A real-life rink (I rarely dream of unknown locations) that I went to as a kid. I was waiting in the que to get through the steel doors when I saw this boy with a coat on that I HAD TO HAVE. I wrestled the boy to the floor and took his coat, put it on, thern traversed the parking lot in my skates (the old roller-derby, white-boot, four-wheel skates) over wooden planks that were laid out because of the flood of muddy water. I reached the edge of the parking lot and felt triumphant.
Your Id is speaking.
You are not taking initiative in your life. Inside you, your Id wants you to take what you want and **** the consequences. (Ids are like that, we have to ignore them a lot)

Take a day and pamper yourself. sleep late. see a movie. eat at a nice restaurant. wander about a park, or curl up with snacks and a DVD.
Steal a day for...you.

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OK, MY dream.
I was in a vacant lot, overgrown with grass. And I met a lady vampire who was tempting me (verbally, not visually darn it) with earthly delights if I would go to a hotel room with her.
Well for some reason I knew she was a vamp, and only wanted to feed.
So I showed her a wedding ring on my hand, and declined her offer.
"Where is your wife now?" she taunted.
and then I launched into a song,

(don't remember the exact words but it was like this)
"I'm married, married, married.
You're not, you're not, you're not.
My life is really great,
Your life just sucks a lot!"

Apparently, that really hurt the vampire's feelings, and she walked away crying.
And I felt really bad, but I didn't go after her.

(In real life, I've never married.)

Xx|e|ph|e|me|r|al|xX
08-23-2007, 11:31 AM
Xx| LOL! Okay. This is your deepest desire--you wish to marry. You find it to be the greatest, and you want to find that. The vampire symbolizes how a single/loveless life can "suck" so much out of you, and how she's hurt in the ends signifies how truly sad and lonely that life can be. As enticing as she is, you're not going after her--you're not going after that life again. ;)

That's actually kind of cool. *saves for future stories* Nyeheheh.

Continuing on...

Here's part one of a two part dream I had not too long ago (This is pretty long, btw. So I'll put it in a small font. If it hurts your eyes, copy+paste into a word doc and change the size. Or tell me if you think it's okay to let it go regular-sized. I just don't want to be this huge, long, annoying, attention-grabbing post. :tongue Have fun.):

I was in an airport...kind of. We were in some sort of small terminal where the seats were all lined up against the wall. We had backpack carry ons and luggage, and the plane (a tiny little jet-like thing) was sitting right in front of us, in the terminal. We were loading our things into the truck--that's right, a trunk. The butt of the plane where the jet part should be (and I think still was, strangely) came off to reveal a set of small metal shelves. It had bars that were there to hook the butt onto and hoist oneself up if you needed to reach the higher shelves.

The "we" was just a feeling that I was with a crowd, and my family.

So, I was with most of the passengers (50-some odd people, which seemed like 5-times too many for the tiny plane! But I didn't think about that in the dream, only when looking back on it), loading our luggage in. My parents and nana (grandmother, that is) were at lunch, but apparently my cousin, Audrey, was there.

We had formed a line to load our luggage into the trunk, and while I was waiting I saw a hand in the bars around the trunk (that I described earlier--I'm not sure what to call that...). I did a double take and looked closer, and saw that it was an arm, cut off at about the bicep, holding onto the bar to hold onto to pull oneself up (doesn't that kind of thing have a name? XD). It was bloody. It looked fresh, but dried. And you know Captain Hook's...well, hook? Picture that in thin wrought iron. It went through the forearm, somehow. I got the sense/thought, "Geez, what happened? Was somebody holding onto that in mid-flight and flew off or something?" Needless to say I kind of freaked out, finished loading, and ran to the lunchroom (picture a mall food court...) where my parents and nana were. I sat down and ate and told them about it. When we came back, they investigated. Then I heard Audrey's voice perfectly clearly saying, really casually and off handedly, "Yeah, there's an arm in there." I don't see her that often. I think I had this dream the night after a family get together where I saw her, and that's why it was so fresh in my mind. Still seemed awfully strange.

But believe it or not, this isn't over yet.

We got on the plane anyway. Skip to flying around. We were flying low and somewhat recklessly, doing barrel rolls and flips occasionally, and we flew by a theme park on a mountain/cliff. We were just a little higher than the highest peak of this big, fun-looking roller coaster (I love roller coasters, you see). A few other people and I all oohed and awed at it, and pilot said we'd take a pitstop there. Next scene, we've landed and parked in a parking spot (XD) outside the information center/entrance/place to buy tickets. We all got out and did whatever. What we did wasn't really in the dream; it just skipped forward to the take-off scene...

Again, I'm the only one (and perhaps Audrey's there as well) there, the others are elsewhere. The little plane is preparing for take off. Somehow, it's out at the edge of a wheat/corn field with the trails leading back through it and farm equipment and barns visible down in it. All these people (some of which I think were farmers...) are around the plane and trying to set up a runway for it. the first runway they try ends up too short and curved. The pilot says no-go and the plane turns and suddenly there's another "runway" there. This one's way too short and there's a tractor and barn blocking the way. BLINK. Barn's demolished, tractor's destroyed. Pilot gives the no-go because he still couldn't get off the ground before running into the rubbish. The last one isn't perfectly straight, but it's long and he thinks it will do. He decides to take a test take off.

Here, I wake up, go "O.o", repeat it to myself so I can remember it, and fall back to sleep.

Commence part two.

I'll save part two for later. After typing, it's way, way too long. Double this length, which is already pretty long. I have such long dreams!

Good luck. :p |xX

Danger Jane
08-24-2007, 08:15 AM
You wish you could rip off the arm of a family member and stick it on a plane as the wing.

Worst dream of my LIFE:

I was five. Partly inspired by some animal show on the discovery channel (I was an insomniac), partly by an animated ben hur movie.

I'm at my grandma's. This roman soldier has a huge gila monster that hypnotizes my whole family and I'm screaming PUT YOUR FINGERS IN YOUR EARS! CLOSE YOUR EYES!! DON'T LISTEN TO IT! (to what?? no idea.) But it hypnotized everybody. It was my first dream that had nighttime in it.

seven41
08-24-2007, 11:00 PM
I'm at my grandma's. This roman soldier has a huge gila monster that hypnotizes my whole family and I'm screaming PUT YOUR FINGERS IN YOUR EARS! CLOSE YOUR EYES!! DON'T LISTEN TO IT! (to what?? no idea.) But it hypnotized everybody. It was my first dream that had nighttime in it.

Since this happened when you were five, it isn't really relevant today, but it does reveal your insecurity with respect to going to your grandmother's. Something there caused you to believe the worst might happen.


This will be the only post I make on this thread since I am in the process of writing a book on how to do dream interpretations. A couple of the ones above are not too bad, but unless you know the dreamer it is a near impossibility to give a specific interpretation as to what a dream means.
To make my point, I am going to give you a dream I was told by an internet friend, my interpretation, and her response.

My husband and I were in a junkyard or garbage dump. There were buildings there which were deserted and the windows were all broken out. As we passed by two of them, I looked down into the space between them and saw what appeared to be a dead child. I couldn't get down to where it was, so I went into one of the buildings and went downstairs until I could get to where the child lay. I was a boy of five or six years. He had died of malnutrition. This should never have happened and we went and told the police who came and took care of the body and arrested the owners.

My interpretation was that she and her husband were in a consciousness where they disposed of unused or unwanted things. She had to go into an old consciousness and into the subconscious in order to find the dead boy. So, it follows that they had started something five or six years earlier, but after a time it had been allowed to die from neglect. Calling the police and having the owners arrested was simply a means of justifying the end of the project whatever it was.

Her response was that she and her husband had started a business six years earlier and were now in the process of closing it down because neither of them had the time to spend on it anymore. She was sorry to see it die.

Now for my dreams(there are 3): 1. I woke up and went to the bathroom to take a pee. When I got there, I discovered I had no penis. 2. Imagine yourself with no penis (words only) 3. This was like the first: I woke up and went to the bathroom to take a pee. When I got there, I discovered I had no penis and I was wearing a bra, panties, garter belt, and stockings. END

I already know the interpretation, but you guys take a shot at it and see how you do.

Seven

Angelinity
08-24-2007, 11:07 PM
erm... has your boss been making advances? :D

kidding. not really... okay, kidding.

Angelinity
08-24-2007, 11:27 PM
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seven41
08-24-2007, 11:30 PM
erm... has your boss been making advances? :D

I'm retired.

kidding. not really... okay, kidding. may i ask who's wearing the pants in your palace?

My wife and I just had our 46th anniversary. We quit fighting over who wears the pants in the family around 5 years after our nuptials.

You made my point for me. You don't know me and the dreams are meaningless to you. The three dreams were an instruction for me to imagine myself without a penis. I did nothing after the first two and then when I had the third, I decided I should write down how I would feel if I woke up to discover the missing member. What I thought would be a paragraph or maybe a page turned into 18 chapters and an epilogue. Around 130,000 words. It wasn't publishable, but it was what I needed to learn how to put emotion on paper. I had been working on that problem for more than ten years when I had the dreams. My first effort at writing fiction in 1984 read just like a technical how-to manual, so I needed something to learn how to express emotion in my writing. The dreams gave me the answer.

This is my final post on this thread. I had to answer. Sorry, no more of my dreams. I have recorded 1547 pages of dreams since 1984, but I'm keeping them to myself except for the ones I'll use in the book.

Namaste'

Seven

Angelinity
08-25-2007, 12:21 AM
You made my point for me. You don't know me and the dreams are meaningless to you. The three dreams were an instruction for me to imagine myself without a penis. I did nothing after the first two and then when I had the third, I decided I should write down how I would feel if I woke up to discover the missing member.

Namaste'

Seven

that's different -- that's lucid dreaming. not the same as spontaneous / involuntary dreaming. so... you tricked us :D good on ya!

Eudaemonic
08-25-2007, 12:52 AM
I had a dream once about a well known rock band. They were smuggling guns and weapons in their tour bus - and I had to stop them.

I chased down the bus in a flashy red Porsche. Jumped from the car to the bus - don't ask me why the door was open(?)

On the bus was a football team in full kit - helmets and padding and the whole get-up.

I floored the lot of them with cunning martial arts.

But the band got away!

The were going up a mountain in a ski-lift - with all the guns and so on travelling up after them in the following lift.

Needless to say, I pursued them relentlessly - recklessly endangering life and limb by jumping in the moving ski-lift after them.

When we got to the top, I found that somehow during the whole caper I'd managed to call the cops. They were at the top of the mountain and dragged the sorry group off to goal.

Woohoo!


So - what's it mean then?

davids
08-25-2007, 01:05 AM
sounds like brunch with Sean Connery to me!

Eudaemonic
08-25-2007, 01:56 AM
The name's Bond...etcetera

Where's your dream davids?

Or are they too terrifying to be told?

JeanneTGC
08-30-2007, 06:38 AM
I have dreams all the time where I'm having sex with Ben Affleck, Dennis Quaid, Aerosmith (okay, just Steven Tyler and Joe Perry), and any number of other hot looking men.

I know what they mean. :D

Woof
09-03-2007, 04:38 PM
I have dreams all the time where I'm having sex with Ben Affleck, Dennis Quaid, Aerosmith (okay, just Steven Tyler and Joe Perry), and any number of other hot looking men.

Dreaming about having sex with famous and public personalities reveals an unconscious desire to express and communicate your deepest passions to the larger public.

I frequently have dreams in which I am having long conversations with world leaders.

JeanneTGC
09-03-2007, 10:11 PM
Dreaming about having sex with famous and public personalities reveals an unconscious desire to express and communicate your deepest passions to the larger public.
Gee, that sounds so much better and more impressive than just I think they're hot. :D


I frequently have dreams in which I am having long conversations with world leaders.
Showing a desire to help right the world's wrongs and a frustration with current leaders who are not taking actions you feel are right.

I dreamed my husband told me we had $10 left in our checking account, and I hadn't paid the bills yet and freaked out because it should be a lot more money than that no matter what. I asked him where the money had gone and he said first that he didn't know and then that we must have spent it all on vacation.

kdnxdr
09-03-2007, 10:49 PM
The concern for your financial security is unsettling. There is an element of non-communication between you and your husband in the dream. You are caught unawares. When you ask for an accounting of the finances, your husband does not have a clear answer and indicates that the money was spent frivilously. The fact that vacation was the answer might indicate that you and he are following two different agendas and you are concerned about this. Maybe the best answer would be counseling?

I don't have alot of details but a dream that I've had numerous times over the years (but, not recently):

I dream that somehow I become acutely aware of a war that is being fought with incredible space vehicles. This war is on-going and involves massive amounts of vehicles and weapons.

The general public is unaware of the war for the most part. I can especially see the fighting at night and it's usually most active over very large cities where the lights of the city cammoflage the almost imperceptible light of weapons fire.

I always wake with the dread of the impending possibility that the aerial war will soon be most evident on earth.

Cyclops
11-04-2007, 11:05 PM
I dream that somehow I become acutely aware of a war that is being fought with incredible space vehicles. This war is on-going and involves massive amounts of vehicles and weapons.

The general public is unaware of the war for the most part. I can especially see the fighting at night and it's usually most active over very large cities where the lights of the city cammoflage the almost imperceptible light of weapons fire.

I always wake with the dread of the impending possibility that the aerial war will soon be most evident on earth.
The War you can see overhead but cannot effect, are Events beyond your control. These events are coming and may force a change in your life (the possibility of a being caught in a ground war).

It is a recurring dream because these events are continuing to leave clues in your waking life. Your mind wants to be more than a spectator soon to be swept up in in the winds of change or conflict. Your mind wants you to prepare for this future, not watch helplessly as it happens.

In other words: If you can recognize what this war symbolizes, your inner self would rather have YOU choose your path, than have it chosen for you.

The only clue I see, is the coming ground war...you may have to move/leave your home. Go someplace unfamiliar to you. Or you may need to sacrifice and save some money.

OK, My silly dream.
I was on a honeymoon in Vegas, when I won $400,000 Bucks!
My wife was all cute, and wanted to go on a shopping spree, but I said no.
We could use this for a really cool house. She agreed that would be better.

so then we took a train to Paris, France. (not the hotel, Paris, Paris...we went to the real country. Its a dream, OK. this stuff happens)
Anyhow she wanted to gamble at a casino there, and we talked and agreed to play with half our winnings and save the rest for the house.
So she took 100K and I took 100K. We gambled and lost it ALL!

we were sad, but then we saw a French lottery. It wasn't a dollar, it's value increased with however much you put in.
She wanted to take a chance and toss the rest of the $200,000 in a single ticket. If we won we would be billionaires! OK.

So we bought a $200K ticket.................and LOST!
Cest le guerre. Easy come easy go. we laughed at our folly, and went to dinner.
--and then I woke up.-----

1) In real life I have never married.
2) The girl looked like a blond super model I saw on the net.

Joycecwilliams
11-05-2007, 12:28 AM
I was on a honeymoon in Vegas, when I won $400,000 Bucks!
My wife was all cute, and wanted to go on a shopping spree, but I said no.
We could use this for a really cool house. She agreed that would be better.

so then we took a train to Paris, France. (not the hotel, Paris, Paris...we went to the real country. Its a dream, OK. this stuff happens)
Anyhow she wanted to gamble at a casino there, and we talked and agreed to play with half our winnings and save the rest for the house.
So she took 100K and I took 100K. We gambled and lost it ALL!

we were sad, but then we saw a French lottery. It wasn't a dollar, it's value increased with however much you put in.
She wanted to take a chance and toss the rest of the $200,000 in a single ticket. If we won we would be billionaires! OK.

So we bought a $200K ticket.................and LOST!
Cest le guerre. Easy come easy go. we laughed at our folly, and went to dinner.
--and then I woke up.-----

1) In real life I have never married.
2) The girl looked like a blond super model I saw on the net.

This dream is telling you, that you are ready for love. However you should not gamble on flashy dreams or flashy women.


I live in New England where tornadoes don't occur. However I see one coming in the distance and run. Suddenly it is following me. No matter where I go it is behind me and I can't escape it.

Bo Sullivan
11-05-2007, 02:14 AM
I dozed off to sleep on the sofa this afternoon, and just before I opened my eyes I saw a picture in my mind of the ceiling above my computer. There was a big spider walking across the ceiling. So I opened my eyes and turned round to have a look at the ceiling but there was no spider there!

I have heard that spiders mean money so I will await a big cheque from my publisher! (In my next dream.)

Joycecwilliams
11-05-2007, 04:46 AM
I have dreams all the time where I'm having sex with Ben Affleck, Dennis Quaid, Aerosmith (okay, just Steven Tyler and Joe Perry), and any number of other hot looking men.

I know what they mean. :D

I live near Sunapee NH which is Steve Tyler's home town (he is not from Boston) anyway his real last name is Talerico and his Dad used to play the piano in the lounges around here. One of my friends rented Steve Tyler's manger's house when they were on tour and we used to party like crazy. Although not with Steve. Steve believe it or not goes to K-mart on occassions and is always hanging around the Anchorage in Sunapee Harbor..

eat your heart out.. :)

PS I have those dreams also but mine involve Bruce Willis.

lfraser
11-05-2007, 08:45 AM
I live in New England where tornadoes don't occur. However I see one coming in the distance and run. Suddenly it is following me. No matter where I go it is behind me and I can't escape it.

Death comes to us all. Run all you want, it'll get you.

I dreamt that I was with my mother and aunt and cousins -- people I rarely see -- in a huge cottage with a floor that slanted downward towards a wall of windows. My old calico cat, who has been dead for 12 years, walked in. She was ancient, emaciated, but she tottered over to me. I was profoundly relieved to see her alive after all. My relatives told me she had been coming around every now and again, and I said, that's impossible, that would make her 32 years old. Someone gave me a bottle of tablets, 100 of them, and said "every time you take one of these, she will come. My joy turned to sadness when I realized that I knew exactly the number of times I would see her again.

kdnxdr
02-27-2008, 08:04 AM
Death comes to us all. Run all you want, it'll get you.

I dreamt that I was with my mother and aunt and cousins -- people I rarely see -- in a huge cottage with a floor that slanted downward towards a wall of windows. My old calico cat, who has been dead for 12 years, walked in. She was ancient, emaciated, but she tottered over to me. I was profoundly relieved to see her alive after all. My relatives told me she had been coming around every now and again, and I said, that's impossible, that would make her 32 years old. Someone gave me a bottle of tablets, 100 of them, and said "every time you take one of these, she will come. My joy turned to sadness when I realized that I knew exactly the number of times I would see her again.

Hello

I haven't really remembered any of my dreams lately.

I'll try to hang on to the one tonight and post it tomorrow afternoon. Sorry for the delay.

I'm a novice at dream interpretation, I hope you don't mind if I give one for your dream.

Mother, aunt and cousins, of course, is about family. You mention that you rarely see them but, I assume that at some time in your life, you did see them and have strong connections with them, maybe when you were younger?

Being in a huge cottage : I see the emphasis on huge which is very accomodating as well as a picture of "freedom", maybe freedom to be yourself? Cottage is a homey, comfortable word; intimate.

"Slanted downward towards a wall of windows" is definately directional. "Slanted" seems to be the word of emphasis. "Downward" could indicate a variety of things but I see a funneling taking place, like as when something is poured into a funnel and because of the construction of the funnel everything is moved to and through a very specific opening.

"A wall of windows" indicates "the potential for alot of light coming into a situation" and for much revelation.

With the "slanted, downward" there is a gravitational force that is bringing you all to a specific place of awareness or knowledge (windows).

With the calico cat I see "mixture", maybe mixed feelings. Symbolically, I don't have anything for the cat but I'm sure, the cat is something you were very attached to. There is a resurrection of the cat. I keep thinking of "letting the cat out of the bag" indicating that maybe the "cat" is something of mixed feelings that you were very attached to or was a very big part of your life and that there might have been some secretivness involved on some level with family?

Because of the condition of the cat, who was very familiar with you and came specifically to you and no one else, I believe this to be something you had put some time and distance between you and it. You still have a connection to the "cat".

Someone??? gave you a bottle of tablets. This someone doesn't seem to be your mom, aunt or cousins. Possibly it is you giving yourself license to embrace the resurrected "cat"? "Someone" seemed to be the one talking when you were told that you were able to conjure up the "cat" every time you took one of the tablets.

I don't know anything about numerology so I can't say anything about the 100 but I'm sure there is some significance. I also think that there is the possibility of you telling yourself that it's okay to conjure up the "cat" so long as you try to control how long you are going to do it and that you have mixed feelings because you know the "cat" is an old issue and should be dead but you still have the desire to embrace the "cat".

Since mom, aunt and cousins aren't mentioned again, it seems that they are present and aware of the situation for accountability or as interventionists?

I don't have a clue how "on" or "off" I am. Hope some of this helps.

kid

HeronW
02-28-2008, 03:12 AM
I lived at the top of a mountain in luxury but I felt trapped. Others there said I didn't need anything else but I was dissatisfied, I couldn't stay where there was no joy for me. When it grew cloudy, I ran down to the edge and jumped off. I couldn't see what was below but anything had to be better than the stultifying existance I had. As I fell, I felt something open up on my back and wings grew out to carry me through the clouds to the wide world below. I knew I may never have the strength to fly so high, but I didn't need the mountain when everything else was open to me.

Komnena
02-28-2008, 06:54 AM
I'm no good at dream interpretation, nor do I usually remember my dreams. One of those I do remember is being stuck in quicksand with green fur growing on the quicksand.

HeronW
02-28-2008, 05:48 PM
You feel like you are drowning by your own fault (sloths--have green fur due to algae growing on their slow-moving bodies) but you aren't under yet. You have a sense of humor and hope since green fur doesn't grow on quicksand, there must be fertile soil--your imagination and will--to get out.

DWSTXS
02-28-2008, 05:56 PM
I have a recurring dream, which I had again last night. I get this dream probably 8-10 times a year. The locations are usually different, every now and then the same, last night the dream location was a new one.

I dream that I see an airplane, usually a large one, arcing across the sky, and I always know, beyond any shadow of doubt, that it's going to crash. These planes are always big passenger airliners. As soon as I realize it's going to crash, it noses down and heads for the ground. The explosion is always a huge fireball, sometimes I see it actually hit the ground. Other times it goes down behind trees, on the other side of a mountain or hill, or buildings. I always hear the crash, and there's usually other people around whom I tell what's about to happen.

I have been having this dream for probably 30 years.

DWSTXS
02-28-2008, 06:01 PM
I dozed off to sleep on the sofa this afternoon, and just before I opened my eyes I saw a picture in my mind of the ceiling above my computer. There was a big spider walking across the ceiling. So I opened my eyes and turned round to have a look at the ceiling but there was no spider there!

I have heard that spiders mean money so I will await a big cheque from my publisher! (In my next dream.)

This is common to some people who are just about to wake up. I have come up from sleep before and seen spiders on the ceiling. Several times I have gotten up to go look. It's a very diconcerting feeling too.

The medical term for it is 'Hypnopompic Hallucinations'

Cyclops
03-15-2008, 08:24 PM
I dream that I see an airplane, usually a large one, arcing across the sky, and I always know, beyond any shadow of doubt, that it's going to crash. These planes are always big passenger airliners. As soon as I realize it's going to crash, it noses down and heads for the ground. The explosion is always a huge fireball, sometimes I see it actually hit the ground. Other times it goes down behind trees, on the other side of a mountain or hill, or buildings. I always hear the crash, and there's usually other people around whom I tell what's about to happen.


Hmmm.
Not everything in your life is in your control, but you wish it was. You can see events before they happen, you inform others, but its too late to stop the inevitable.
--You are reporting on life, but not participating in it.
You need an adventure. You don't need to be on the plane, but you are yearning to go somewhere you have never been before. The events happen over the hill, behind the trees...thats where you need to be.

This adventure may not mean travel, but simply an unfulfilled desire.
Let yourself be the hero this time. Something is waiting to be discovered.
Does this even make sense?
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OK, here is my silly nightmare.
I get these every now and then. I wake up with my hand on the light switch, and I can't go to sleep for an hour or two.

OK. So this gal and I were running in the desert. We were headed to a hill with a rest stop we knew was there. It had water and access to a highway. We would be saved (not sure from what)!

Separated by about a hundred yards, we scrambled up the hill. I heard something odd and stopped just below the top. Peeking up, there was a pride of LIONS lounging about the rest stop amidst the grisly remains of a horrid-human feast. The gal ran right up the hill and stopped. the lions looked at her, she looked at the lions...she screamed and ran down the hill. The lions chased after her.

I stayed quiet and lowered my head below the top. I could hear her screams as she was messily devoured. There was nothing I could have done to help her.
All I could do was move as quietly as I could, around the hill and escape with my life.

Something crunched, like dry grass underfoot.

I looked up, and there-not 3 feet away from me was the face of a lion!
I was so gonna die. The shock woke me up, and I had to turn on all the lights!

Angelinity
03-15-2008, 09:06 PM
this one is easy to interpret -- imo... as you may know, dream symbols are personifications of intimate fears and yearnings.

the LIONS represent your hope and also your fear of SUCCES. at this point in your life you want something very badly -- top of the rung success/improvement in a particular practical endeavour or a facet of your personality. but you're not quite sure that you have what it takes. you may not feel sufficiently prepared to face the challenge and furthermore you fear you may have to sacrifice something meaningful in order to achieve it.

the fact that a FEMALE was the sacrificial lamb could mean many things... it all depends on where WOMEN place on your very personal scale... could be a symbol for your weaknesses -- which is good. if the GAL meant nothing special in your dream, then i would say good riddance :)

Angelinity
03-15-2008, 09:28 PM
I have a recurring dream, which I had again last night. I get this dream probably 8-10 times a year. The locations are usually different, every now and then the same, last night the dream location was a new one.

I dream that I see an airplane, usually a large one, arcing across the sky, and I always know, beyond any shadow of doubt, that it's going to crash. These planes are always big passenger airliners. As soon as I realize it's going to crash, it noses down and heads for the ground. The explosion is always a huge fireball, sometimes I see it actually hit the ground. Other times it goes down behind trees, on the other side of a mountain or hill, or buildings. I always hear the crash, and there's usually other people around whom I tell what's about to happen.

I have been having this dream for probably 30 years.

i'll venture to say this dream is of a rather personal nature. prescient dreams -- those that predict the future tend to be nearly identical, especially in their denouement; and there exists a constant, seamingly unimportant yet chilling detail in every single version of the dream that you would expect and always get at the same time in the 'film reel'...

If you have been writing for nearly as long as you've had this dream... or worked very hard at any one thing for the same length of time -- and have not yet achieved the results you'd been expecting... then I would say this dream is a mere personification of that disappointment. seeing your dreams crash? your hopes dashed?

maybe the dream is trying to tell you that you have been doing it (whatever IT is) the same way for too long... that unless you change something in your appraoch, the results (landing / crash) will always be what your expect... in your dream, you KNOW the plane will crash, you expect it to crash -- you are aware the effort canot yield the hoped-for harvest...

ask yourself 'why'? what can i do to keep it flying?

dreams are fascinating, a world onto themselves -- if we pay attention, sometimes there are insights there to be found, little treasure troves offered freely by our fickle and mysterious subconscious.

classic dream interpretations of EXPLOSIONS are in fact quite favorable, i must say... though i have not as of yet verified them in real time. explosions are supposed to be great achievements and success... so, who knows?

the more perspectives one can have on a thing, the better armed one is to face the odds.

Appalachian Writer
03-16-2008, 06:08 AM
I dreamed I was in a building, a building that was painted white. Inside there was a bed, some flowing curtains (greenish) and lots of mechanical things, things that I had never seen before in real life, but things that I knew in the dream. One thing was a black wheelchair that rolled via some sort of lever in a handle that rose up in the middle. I went upstairs to the loft. It was cluttered with more mechanical things, some of them toys. I remember a cloth doll in a gingham dress. On the wall, up very high was a large brass piece with molded birds. I noticed something white sticking out from the wall. Suddenly a tongue flicked, and I knew it was a snake, a long white snake. It dropped to the floor and a large, brown rat appeared. The two began to fight when suddenly my father appeared. BTW, he's been dead for four years. Anyway, he wasn't frightened of the snake and began to move about in the loft. I went downstairs, heard a crash, and he'd fallen through the floor. He was unharmed and began to laugh. I woke up.