I had a dream. Lily Evans returned to life. Isn't that enough for hapiness?
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I had a dream. Lily Evans returned to life. Isn't that enough for hapiness?
Last night I know I had a few dreams, I only remember one. I was at a baseball game sitting near home plate and for some reason the people I came with were sitting down the first base line. The people near me had this huge blanket type thing and they were trying to spread it out but it wasn't working so they tried to fold it back up then I saw Kelsey Grammar (from Frasier) sitting right behind home plate and I thought to myself "Oh look there's Kelsey Grammar." Then I walked over to where my friends were and I was debating whether to tell them or not because they would make a scene and bug Kelsey Grammar.
First dream: My bra had shelves on the sides, it was like something was poking out from the sides pushing into my arms. I looked in the mirror and decided I couldn't go out like that. The next thing I'm in the bathroom at work and the tornado alarm goes off and I hear everybody trying to get into the bathroom so I moved as fast as I could and let them in, as soon as I let them in the all clear was given. I walked into the conference room and a supervisor was shaking his head saying we are going to have to have one on one talks with the operators because they let the system get to hot. Then all these people I've never seen before walk into the conference room to help us trouble shoot the problem. Then someone said we had to sit boy/girl. Then I was up on a scaffolding explaining how part of the system works. Next I was driving to a job interview in kansas and the main highway I was on kept getting smaller and smaller and I was slightly lost but managed to get to the interview site. The interview was at an old military headquarters and I was walking forever to find the person I needed to meet. I found a secretary type person and he told me to go to my room and freshen up because the interviewer was busy at the moment. I went to my room and as I was getting ready the door to the room kept opening and closing. At first I thought it was the wind but it was moving back and forth weirdly and I realized it couldn't be the wind. Then my dog was being pulled by his leash towards the patio, It looked like somebody was holding the leash pulling the dog but nobody was standing there (apparently I had a dog with me). I exclaimed "There's something wrong around here". An Indian lady and a younger woman, her daughter it seemed, were standing near the door and said. "Yes, XXXXXXXX is more active in corner rooms - there's more power here". (XXXXXXXX = The Indian lady named a name but I don't remember it)
Dreams are funny, and at times I see dreams that never happened and the places never visited. Once I became a bird in my dream and flew higher and higher in the sky forgetting the limits I had. Suddenly a monster came to me and flapping its wings and wrapped me up in its feathers. It took me to a different world wherein I saw ethereal creatures. Suddenly I saw a big animal ready to cave me in its stomach and I was so frightened and jumped off the bed. I cannot rationalize this dream and interpret its significance at all
The other night I had a dream that I was with a coworker, we were at a hall or conference center of some kind. My coworker turns to me and says the his dad wants me to see his car so we go out to the parking garage and there's the most beautiful car ever - it was a large very white, gleaming white cadillac. The seat were white and looked like a shag carpet around the edges and the middle of the seats were dark red almost maroon with a white "C" in the middle and it had white fuzzy dice hanging from the mirror.
I experimented a very odd happening while asleep (i.e. a dream) last night. I had logged in on Lit Net, not as myself but as another forum member whose identity remains a mystery, and I had received a very disturbing PM from Virgil. Well, of course the PM was not addressed to me, but to the member whose identity I had taken to log in. However, somehow, as I was reading the message I began to feel the addressee to be myself and not the other person, and I suddenly felt the urge to reply, as though the member whose forum account I had taken to log in had mysteriously taken over me... like a kind of online possession... if it makes any sense http://smiles.kolobok.us/standart/sc...one-s_head.gif
Why would I log in as another person, and who could this person be? :shocked:
How could this person possess me online? :shocked:
Why would Virgil send a disturbing PM to anyone? :p
Why would I dream such nonsense? Is the Internet taking it out on me because of something wrong I did in a previous offline life? :eek2:
Why life sucks so much without asking first? ... oops... that was meant for another thread :p
This one is weird. I dreamt I was living in a dorm in the middle of a big city. I walked into the room and the two chicks from The Hills (MTV show) were my roomates and the room was completely changed around. They told me they redecorated and there just wasn't enough room for my stuff. The room looked like a cheap hotel room, they had double beds and mine was a foldout cot. I was mad but it was late and I just said we'd deal with this tomorrow but I took out my school directory to look up the number I would call to complain. Then the two said they were going on vacation. One left with her luggage and the other said I'll be out in a minute and went into the bathroom. She was in there for a long time so I laid down to watch tv. The girl in the bathroom finally came out, she thought I was asleep and I saw her open a drawer and put a child size mannequin in the top drawer, then she threw in some clothes. She closed the drawer then went back to the bathroom. In the morning I went to talk to my advisor but got lost and ran into some friends from the physics department so I talked and walked with them for a few minutes.
Last week I dreamt that I was walking around a garbage dumpster at work (work looked nothing like actual work) and I noticed a drip from the back of the dumpster. I went back to the control room and we viewed the dumpster from the video. We tilted the dumpster (remotely) a little and water came pouring out an overflow line. We then tipped the dumpster about 90 degrees and water continued to pour out.
So, I had a dream that I was planning on selling some stock but when I checked the current value the stock had dropped to next to nothing.
Interesting site.Quote:
Originally Posted by dizzydoll
"Bacon
To dream of handling bacon with dirty hands is an ill omen and must be taken with the dream as a whole. Bacon that has gone rancid denotes a failed affair, either love or business. Curing bacon properly is a good sign that you are doing something right."
Who dreams about curing bacon?
And I can't remember any specific dreams I have had, but the images in my dreams involuntarily pop up constantly in my head throughout the day. Does this happen to anyone else, or do I need help?
I seem to be dreaming of fighting all the time lately. Sometimes, I switch to dreams of making sweet, sweet love.
I had a zombie dream again, I don't remember all the details but there was a bus that we needed to go get to bring to a house to get out of the city.
Zombie dreams are cool! I love fighting zombies!Quote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
http://smiles.kolobok.us/artists/jus...C_out_cold.gif Some two persons have had an overdose of Land of the Dead :p
I dreamed that I kept returning to this place where I didn't like the people and the people didn't like me but I was in a rut and had these invisible chains on me and I could only go as far as to that place where no one liked me and I didn't like them...and I was just stuck.