I captured a jinn[ in a bottle but then somebody opened that bottle and the jinn vanished away.
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I captured a jinn[ in a bottle but then somebody opened that bottle and the jinn vanished away.
I haven't had any dreams (that I can remember) for a long time :( I like dreams. why can't I remember any? :bawling:
I was in the same situation. Now, everytime I wake up I usually try (almost effortlessly) to fall back asleep for a half an hour or so. I usually have a short dream in those thirty minutes or resume the dream that I just woke up from. I usually remember it after that.Quote:
Originally Posted by SleepyWitch
I'm currently enrolled in a psychology class. We are now studying sleep and dreams which is very enlightening and, despite the teacher, interesting. I learned that we could have up to five dreams a night! I think most (80%) dreams take place in REM (rapid eye movement) sleep. Two nights ago I could have swore I had two dreams, but I could only remember one.
The most vivid dreams that I can recall are all nightmares, unfortunately. Or they are sad, such as the dread I had last night. My cat died in my dream (or nightmare, rather).
Last night I dreamed I was at some place like a mall/resort type place and I parked my car in somebodies dining room. They were slightly upset with me but i apologized profusely and they seemed ok with it. Then I was packing up to leave the owners of the dining room were helping me and we were all buddies. Then all of the sudden I got a phone call from a guy at work saying he didn't have coverage for the following day and that I should call _________, which is the screen name of a person on another website where I hang out.
Does anyone know what running in a dream means?
thanks Dori :) I usually spend half an hour lazying around in bed between the time I wake up and get up. but I don't normally manage to go back to sleep, I'll just doze a bit.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dori
oh my, I had my first litnet dream the other night.
I dreamt I was taking a walk with Countess! there was a river with funny rocks at its bank. they were greyish purple with glittery pink, green and yellow lines and Countess wanted to have a piece of those rocks, but they were made from styrofoam. then she talked very enthusiastically about Byron and her recent poem about him, which I have read but not commented on :blush: a unicorn jumped across the river and I felt kinda guilty for not commenting :)
Sleepy, what a great dream, and in color! Finally we have met, and over psychedelic river rocks no less. (-: I suppose those rocks are my words, which appear all shiny and pretty on the surface, but are really worthless nuggets that disintigrate in the eternal river, and the unicorn represents my hope of ever becoming a real writer. You really don't have a high opinion of me, do you? :lol:
But I jest.
The dream is about you, and I represent something in your psyche much like the rocks and unicorn (probably your insanity, lol). Seriously, you're the only one who can decipher meaning - is it the peace of your imagination, the insubstantial ether of capricious fantasy? The colored rocks, the unicorn - they all sound wonderfully romantic.
Or did you drink laudenum before bed again?
PS: Don't feel bad; no one has commented on that poem because (I suspect) no one understands it. But it makes perfectly good sense to me - then again, insane people usually understand their insanity.
Okay, now you shall all know how mad I really am.
Last night I dreamed I met Anthony Hopkins on this massive ship, and we were all there to watch this huge, giant white shark (the size of "the white whale" in Moby Dick) which had been discovered (and captured) in the region.
Somehow the shark broke out of his holding tank, and swam back and forth, using his tail fin to slice off parts of the ship so as to eat the people. Anthony became my protector and lover, and led me to the safest places (which was, really anyone's guess, because the shark had his own mind). When the last of the ship was sinking we managed to jump to another ship, and then another.
Soon the ships became fields of land and we ran (others were running too). I kept thinking "what's it going to do, grow legs and run after us?" But there were waterways parallel to the land, and the shark followed us. It mutated or something, and came after us, but we hid.
Then my son woke me up.
This is my nightly theme: a storyline of being chased by something threatening to consume me (usually it's demons). The night I stop running and surrender, is the night I suspect I'll die.
seriously? I dreamt about Anthony Hopkins, too, the night before last...:lol: a very old Anthony Hopkins with a big potbelly, not the younger one from Silence of the LambsQuote:
Originally Posted by Countess
Two quick thoughts about Dreams in general.
1. The Freudian notion that dreams represent suppressed
sexual desires has largely been discounted. The Jungian idea about archetypes still has followers, but that type of
dream interpretation isn't as trendy as it once was.
2. The news stories I've been seeing lately about dreams all seem to point to the theory that dreaming is a way for the brain to "keep house," or perhaps process information,
much like a PC does when it's in its "sleep" mode. I first read about that idea way back in the late 70s, early 80s in an article in Psychology Today. In that article, Sir Francis Crick (half of the Nobel-prize-winning duo who first came up with a model for the DNA molecule) believed that dreams are ways for us to form memories and maintain information. By the bye, one of the DNA team was also in recent news for making an inflammatory, insensitive remark about ethnicity. (I'm not sure which one it was, Watson or Crick. But either way, it doesn't necessarily mean that the DNA or the dream research is therefore invalid.)
You didn't post it here! :bawling: :bawling:Quote:
Originally Posted by SleepyWitch
oops, sorry Pensy, for some reason I thought the two threads were merged.. which they weren't of course
I think I have a cold so I took some Nyquil last night AND I just finished Good Omens which may account for part of this dream.
So I dreamed I was a demon but it wasn't so bad because all I was doing was floating around and sort of teleporting to different people sometimes holding a tray of food. I was worried about being a demon but reasoned it wasn't so bad because I was human too and I really wasn't a demon. Then I was in an airport and was told I had to go into this shop to buy something (it was either a toy store or a candy shop) but once we got to our destination I could return it because I only needed it to get to the plane. Then my best friend and I were waitresses and she was holding a tray really high in the air and grabbed a full pitcher of water of a table, I took the water pitcher and handed it to another waitress and turned around and my best friend had the water again. It was so funny cause she was on her tippy toes holding up the tray....
www.dreammoods.com says:Quote:
Originally Posted by Niamh
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Running
To dream that you are running away from someone, indicates an issue that you are trying to avoid. You are not taking or accepting responsibility for your actions. In particular, if you are running from an attacker or any danger, then it suggests that you are not facing and confronting your fears.
To dream that you are trying to run but cannot make your feet move as fast as you want them to, signifies lack of self-esteem and self-confidence. It may also reflect your actual state of REM paralysis while in the dream state.
To dream that you are running alone, signifies that you will advance to a higher position and surpass your friends in the race for wealth. Alternatively, you may be running from some situation or from temptation.
To dream that you are running with others, signifies festive and prosperous times.