Your Dreams

I dreamt that I was sharing a flat with some friends and my best friend had a baby girl (until last year, my best friend used to hiss and splutter at the thought of having children). The baby was maybe 7 months old but it could talk already :confused: In the dream, we all took turns sitting the baby. I came home and found it in the hall waiting in its pram for someone to pick it up and take it to the flat. When I lifted it up it said "Ah, one of my papas". And I was like "Hu? I'm not a papa, I'm a mama." (I wasn't angry though, just joking with the talking baby). Then Niamh came home from work in a very fould mood and had a smoke to calm down. Heheh, apparently she lived there, too. I don't know why I thought it was Niamh, because the woman didn't look 100% like Niamh, but I was sure it was her.
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A few nights ago I dreamed that I had a very pretty little sister. She was about 2 years old and had curly blond hair and followed me everywhere I would go. I really loved my sister but I was trying to poision her. I would put powdered rat poision in her sippy cup every chance I could. She would never even get sick so I'd put in a larger amount next time I fixed her some juice. I would fill the cup about half full and still she wouldn't die. At one point in my dream my Mother asked me if I was trying to hurt my little sister and I told her no but she gave me one of her "I know you're lying but you're not doing a very good job of it" looks and just let it go. I've puzzled over this dream ever since but don't know what it means. I don't have a sister and I have never wanted to kill anyone...well, not really.

I ONLY dream of zombies :(

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Originally Posted by limajean

I ONLY dream of zombies :(

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pffwww! I'm glad I'm not the only one to dream of zombies.

I have been having a recurring dream recently.
It's strange and probably more in order than the other dreams I have ever had.

In my bed, while reading The Catcher in the Rye (yes, all the three times I have had this dream I am reading this book), I notice some snake and shriek loudly. Within a few seconds, I notice changes taking place in its body and it turns into a mixed form of human and a snake to my bewilderment. Now not only am I scared but extremely surprised as well.

And to further increase my astonishment, it starts speaking in a strange hissy human voice (the kind Voldemort uses with Nagini in the HP movie), and says something like the following conversation (the dialogues might sound weird as I am translating them from my native tongue in which I saw the dream).
"I have come here to warn you."
Shuddering I ask, "What about?"
"The path you are following, it's a path that's followed by several, but you, you are not the several. You are different. While others might survive on the path travelled by the majority, you can not. You have to choose the path less travelled by."
"How do you distinguish between the path less travelled by and frequently travelled by?" I manage to utter the question bugging my mind amidst the shivering.
In reply, the snake-like-human just ha-ha's, and tells me it's for me to figure out.
"Figure out? Aren't you leaving me with much to figure out? If you have been so kind enough to warn me, why can't you help me any further?" By now, my anger has taken over even my scared self.
"Alright, alright, calm down. All you have to say is goodbye. Goodbye to everything you care about/everyone you feel you are the closest to. And concentrate on one important task that lies ahead you...."
"Goodbye? But why? Do you mean I should commit suicide or something?" I ask him not getting much out of its talk.
"Just seclude yourself!" Telling me that it changes back into its snake form. I get out of my bed, and try to run after it, but no use. It's quicker than me and has escaped.

This dream really shook me. One dream repeatedly knocking on my sub-conscious's door thrice? That's too much, and what's even more weird is that apparently the details remain exactly the same in all three.

I am wondering if I am some really spiritual being that is being helped by some special power? It's reminding me of some other occasions that were what-to-say rather weird.

Oh God, I am becoming nuts!

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Originally Posted by SleepyWitch

I dreamt that I was sharing a flat with some friends and my best friend had a baby girl (until last year, my best friend used to hiss and splutter at the thought of having children). The baby was maybe 7 months old but it could talk already :confused: In the dream, we all took turns sitting the baby. I came home and found it in the hall waiting in its pram for someone to pick it up and take it to the flat. When I lifted it up it said "Ah, one of my papas". And I was like "Hu? I'm not a papa, I'm a mama." (I wasn't angry though, just joking with the talking baby). Then Niamh came home from work in a very fould mood and had a smoke to calm down. Heheh, apparently she lived there, too. I don't know why I thought it was Niamh, because the woman didn't look 100% like Niamh, but I was sure it was her.
:rolleyes:

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:lol: what the...!

I had a very disjointed dream, the only thing I remember was that I was looking in the backseat of my SUV (I don't own one currently) and looking at my new DVD player on the back of the seats. (I hate those things!!)

Last week I finished "The Time Traveler's Wife" and I always use elements from books I read to rearrange stories I imagine at night. I can's sleep unless I'm imagining something:it's like my nightly fairy tales.

Anyway, the past week I've put in the stories what happened to Henry DeTamble in the end of the book(I won't say it here so that I don't ruin the book for those who haven't read it). One morning I woke up from this very vivid but confounding dream. I always watch dreams for afar, just so that you know it. Even if I'm dreaming of myself, I rarely see the world from my own eyes.

Now, in this dream there was a person, sometimes me, sometimes a young man, sometimes a middle-aged man that had that same problem as Henry DeTomble(my, I feel terrible just writting it), trying to run away from home. Home was in a weird place, up on a hill by the shore. It was kind of a glass house: that is, it had lots of windows and glass doors.

The central character had gone out from the door of the studio(and it's still a mistery how), trying to slide down the hill so as to fall on the sea. Because the plan was that once on the sea, a boat could pick them up and take them to a place they wanted to see badly. So in the beggining, the young man slides down the hill and gets in the sea, which is deserted, then the middle-aged man is in the sea, trying to read a book, but getting interferences from big tides. The beach is full of people but they are indifferent towards him. Then, the middle-aged man climbs back up the hill, towards the house, and leaves the wet book, open to a certain page, inside the studio. In that paged is described how he and his wife, I think, fell in love and he wanted his wife to read it. Then the man wants to slide down again, but this time, it's me. I hear footsteps and I see my mum coming. I try to hide, but she sees me. Then, as if on a change of mind, she doesn't see me. But I don't remember anything more.

While the dream was going on, there were interferences of the type: the central character, already in the middle of the sea, found a boat.

An afterthought: both the young and the middle-aged men were very handsome.

This has been, I believe, my creepiest dream yet. I usually see beautiful and optimistic dreams. Still, when I get back to the dream, I was not depressed while watching it... Weird...

I had a dream about facebook last night. I dreamed that I ran into someone that I added as a friend from high school and he was asking me why I didn't respond when he commented on my status update and I was all flustered and I was like "oh, I can't keep up with facebook - it drives me insane." And in the dream, the reason I didn't respond was because I hadn't talked to him in forever and I didn't know what to say but I didn't tell him that. Methinks I'm on the internet too much.

I'm at home, and I have my boyfriend here, which I'm not supposed to. Mum comes home unexpectedly, so I usher him into the basement where he hides underneath a blanket until I can get her to leave to go get milk, or some other such task. At which point I quickly rush him out of the house. I have this dream almost every night, with some variation or another.

I had this dream a few nights ago, drinking preceded this one: I was in a car and I pulled into mcdonalds. Some repair work was going on so a crew member was at the entrance kneeling down doing something with tar in the concrete seam, this person was also talking orders. I ordered and pulled up to the window. A worker came up to the window and told me the price and I paid, another person handed me a bag and said here's your mushroom burrito combo and some other thing. I said wait I didn't order this. The next thing I know I'm in a hallway in the back of the restaurant and it full of people some teenagers are at one end and firefighters at the other. The teens were a little loud and one of the firefighters were laying on the ground on his side. Next thing I'm on the inside of the drive thru window talking to the manager but the manager is busy with other orders and not looking at me. I'm telling the manager that I didn't order the mushroom thing and she says "well you must be lying". I had a roll of quarters in my hand and I slammed them on the counter and yelled that I don't lie and the manager walked away. Then I was back in the hallway and the teens were having a contest to see who could press lips the longest. They weren't kissing they all just had their lips pressed together and the firemen were messing with my pants.

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Originally Posted by papayahed

I had this dream a few nights ago, drinking preceded this one: I was in a car and I pulled into mcdonalds. Some repair work was going on so a crew member was at the entrance kneeling down doing something with tar in the concrete seam, this person was also talking orders. I ordered and pulled up to the window. A worker came up to the window and told me the price and I paid, another person handed me a bag and said here's your mushroom burrito combo and some other thing. I said wait I didn't order this. The next thing I know I'm in a hallway in the back of the restaurant and it full of people some teenagers are at one end and firefighters at the other. The teens were a little loud and one of the firefighters were laying on the ground on his side. Next thing I'm on the inside of the drive thru window talking to the manager but the manager is busy with other orders and not looking at me. I'm telling the manager that I didn't order the mushroom thing and she says "well you must be lying". I had a roll of quarters in my hand and I slammed them on the counter and yelled that I don't lie and the manager walked away. Then I was back in the hallway and the teens were having a contest to see who could press lips the longest. They weren't kissing they all just had their lips pressed together and the firemen were messing with my pants.

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so the firemen were messing with your pants? Interesting.

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Originally Posted by Shalot

so the firemen were messing with your pants? Interesting.

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I didn't think anybody really read these.:lol:

I was waiting for someone to come along and ask you where their hoses were during all this, but nobody has, so I'm going to do it. Where were their hoses? :brow::banana::D:blush:

:lol:No hoses made an appearance.:lol: