Correction: My mind is epic at all times.ZeroMachine said:
I had a similar one recently except this time I was in a forest and the other dragon was being ridden by a witch queen.
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I had a similar one recently except this time I was in a forest and the other dragon was being ridden by a witch queen.
I had that dream when I like nine or so, but for some reason your interpretation seems to apply to my current life more than that... That's slightly creepy. Anyway, thanks, although it's kind of vague, I think I understand, which is confusing me...deedee03 said:
I dreamt that I was offered a job but I told a woman and when I was going to work the first day the woman had swooped in and taken it instead. I was saddened, until a red Corvette pulled up which was filled with money and cake. The car had my name on it so I knew it was for me.
I started eating the cake while I drove off but the gas prices were so high I had to leave it. Then I woke up.
I started eating the cake while I drove off but the gas prices were so high I had to leave it. Then I woke up.
dreaming of a car means absolutly nothing so yes it has to do with gaming before sleep-sorryZeroMachine said:Hm... before I explain the dream, I should explain an element of it.
I don't have recurring dreams. But sometimes, in my dreams I go to places that I've never, ever seen before, but feel like I have. They're incredibly detailed and if I ever came across it in real life I'd know my way around. One of said places is a neighborhood. A peaceful, suburban place with beautiful, lush trees and simple, yet elegant houses. And it's always sunny, but that's not really important.
... Ok, as I was typing this, I think I just figured the dream out, but I'll explain it first anyways:
I was in that neighborhood with my dad. I don't even understand why, but we were just driving around. Suddenly, there was a bright light, and then unbearable heat. Things started flying past us, and as our car was lifted off the ground, I woke up sweating to death. We were nuked.
... I had just started playing Fallout 3 again before I went to sleep
I had a really wierd nightmare recently.
It began with me playing with little stuffed toys. Whether they were based on fictional characters or real, it didn't seem to matter at the time. I was just having fun playing. I then began to create buildings, landscapes, and whatnot. I'd created a world inhabited by tiny plush people. It stayed like this for a while. Then I realized I was God and two very strange things happened. First, this song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kKpqq5j2cS8] started playing. Secondly, a much more intense and moving version of this [http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs46/f/2009/220/d/c/View_of_an_Aging_Nightmare_by_Lord_Koth.png] began to, quite literally, explode out of the world I had created. It continued like that for roughly an hour.
It began with me playing with little stuffed toys. Whether they were based on fictional characters or real, it didn't seem to matter at the time. I was just having fun playing. I then began to create buildings, landscapes, and whatnot. I'd created a world inhabited by tiny plush people. It stayed like this for a while. Then I realized I was God and two very strange things happened. First, this song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kKpqq5j2cS8] started playing. Secondly, a much more intense and moving version of this [http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs46/f/2009/220/d/c/View_of_an_Aging_Nightmare_by_Lord_Koth.png] began to, quite literally, explode out of the world I had created. It continued like that for roughly an hour.
a sharp knife means personal strife-the interview may mean an obstacle coming soon like an interview for a job or a meeting of somesort ur unsure about it-and the electrical cart signifies that you left alone but secure -im thinking you may need to be wary of getting fired or blowing up at work -eeeek :OMardy said:
it just means that your very tired when you sleep and you have not learned to open your mind when you sleep-ways you can help yourself to remember dreams is to -i know it sounds girlie but get a dream journal -a simple pad of paper and a pen or pencil will suffice-lay the paper and pen by the side of your bed and when you remember ANYTHING even just a color from a dream write it down-after a while you will start to remember more things if you continue the journal-pretty soon you will remember your dream fully-every dream you have is a message about your life-its were you can start to avoid messing up simple everyday things if you can read into them well enough-every dream is important in what you do life wise and everyone dreams or they dont sleeprealguypablo said:
ty for asking
dont ever be afraid of what you dream about-it never means what you think it does -your dream is a covering of a message it means nothing-its just HIDING what you need to really know about yourself-dont be afraidspuddyt said:
whatever form it took in your dream-this act is a warning to avoid loose companions or careless behavior that could seriously damage your reputation by giving a false impression to those whose opinions are important to your welfare
Mimsofthedawg said:meh... ok. let's see what you say.deedee03 said:Anyone have a dream they would like to have me read-just explain the dream the best you can adding colors and objects such as ice or a car
I had a dream once where I was in a dark parking lot and my friends (whom I didn't know) and I were doing a lot of drugs and drinking and we were surrounded by fat prostitutes (in black tutu's; weird right?). Although I never saw how much cash I had, I remember being poor, and feeling drunk, and like that parking lot was my "home".
I'm not sure if you want to call this a separate dream or a continuation (it was during the same sleep - I didn't wake up - but it seemed to have no correlation with the last dream, although it occurred immediately after it), I started off in a giant white room. This room was pure white, and the only object in it was an amazing concert piano - the most beautiful instrument I've ever seen. I like to think it knew something - it felt alive. The room also contained five large (probably two story) windows that illuminated it with a brilliant light. Outside of these windows was a grand forest, with giant trees that were something like oak trees, only a little smaller. They were bright green and had the most calming pink flowers on them. They waved in the breeze. I, wearing a black concert pianist tuxedo (something akin to what you'd imagine Beethoven wearing) approached the piano and began playing. I played Christian praise and worship music for a very long time. It felt so real, I swear I actually heard myself singing. I played and played and didn't stop. When I did stop, I stood up, bowed, and let the applause (from who, I don't know - I don't think the who was important since no one was there with me) be directed toward someone else. It was as though I was simply a puppet for a grander orchestrator - one that never showed his face but seemed to be there. Although I was the only one visible, I gave the praise to him.
What do you think of that?[/quotnormally in one night a person has a total of 5 dreams during a regular 8 hour sleep-the 2nd dream is kindof funny because im thinking you get really happy when good things happen to youMimsofthedawg said:meh... ok. let's see what you say.deedee03 said:Anyone have a dream they would like to have me read-just explain the dream the best you can adding colors and objects such as ice or a car
I had a dream once where I was in a dark parking lot and my friends (whom I didn't know) and I were doing a lot of drugs and drinking and we were surrounded by fat prostitutes (in black tutu's; weird right?). Although I never saw how much cash I had, I remember being poor, and feeling drunk, and like that parking lot was my "home".
I'm not sure if you want to call this a separate dream or a continuation (it was during the same sleep - I didn't wake up - but it seemed to have no correlation with the last dream, although it occurred immediately after it), I started off in a giant white room. This room was pure white, and the only object in it was an amazing concert piano - the most beautiful instrument I've ever seen. I like to think it knew something - it felt alive. The room also contained five large (probably two story) windows that illuminated it with a brilliant light. Outside of these windows was a grand forest, with giant trees that were something like oak trees, only a little smaller. They were bright green and had the most calming pink flowers on them. They waved in the breeze. I, wearing a black concert pianist tuxedo (something akin to what you'd imagine Beethoven wearing) approached the piano and began playing. I played Christian praise and worship music for a very long time. It felt so real, I swear I actually heard myself singing. I played and played and didn't stop. When I did stop, I stood up, bowed, and let the applause (from who, I don't know - I don't think the who was important since no one was there with me) be directed toward someone else. It was as though I was simply a puppet for a grander orchestrator - one that never showed his face but seemed to be there. Although I was the only one visible, I gave the praise to him.
What do you think of that?
I dreamt I was Bruce Willis and had to make it to the centre of a large, sprawling building to stop the terrorists from blowing it up. I think it may have been, among other things, a combination university, office building and shopping mall. On the way to the center, I remember fighting terrorists in a classroom with desks and the terrorists were very durable. Like, they could take 20 or so fully-automatic headshots.
I think it had something to do with playing too much Gears of War, but I distinctly remember the fact that I was Bruce Willis.
I've also had a dream where I was Tom Paris from Star Trek: Voyager.
If you want a really obvious dream to interpret: My recurring dream takes place in a bus station, train station or airport (the vehicles change, but the building layout does not: it's always a terminal of some kind. It's always the same terminal). I will be there with a group of friends. But the friends leave, just disappear and I can't find them. I'm lost in this terminal, I can't find my friends and I don't know where I have to go. Obviously, I have a plane/train/bus to catch, but I don't know where it is and there is nobody I can ask for help.
I think it had something to do with playing too much Gears of War, but I distinctly remember the fact that I was Bruce Willis.
I've also had a dream where I was Tom Paris from Star Trek: Voyager.
If you want a really obvious dream to interpret: My recurring dream takes place in a bus station, train station or airport (the vehicles change, but the building layout does not: it's always a terminal of some kind. It's always the same terminal). I will be there with a group of friends. But the friends leave, just disappear and I can't find them. I'm lost in this terminal, I can't find my friends and I don't know where I have to go. Obviously, I have a plane/train/bus to catch, but I don't know where it is and there is nobody I can ask for help.
I have the same dream once every week or so (can't be sure but it seems fairly frequent.)
Basically, I dream that my teeth are becoming loose, and for some reason I can't stop myself wobbling them until they fall out. I wake up in a panic.
The odd thing is in reality, my teeth are very healthy.
Basically, I dream that my teeth are becoming loose, and for some reason I can't stop myself wobbling them until they fall out. I wake up in a panic.
The odd thing is in reality, my teeth are very healthy.
your reluctance to break old associations is retarding your progress and sharp knife means personal strife-this is a personal struggle ur having due to the fact that you cant change what friends you have-seems to me like you want to be popular pretty bad but are not willing to give up your old friends for some new ones-you need to choose which friends you really want and either become IN with the popular crowd or stay with ur old friends and forget the IN crowd all togetherMacksheath said:Since I am one of the quiet people at school, I take a lot of schtik from the "in" crowd.
Around a year ago, I dreamt that I was in the school kitchen when I suddenly went berserk and threw knives everywhere. I just went..apeshit. Slashing up everything and anyone I could find, I finally dashed to the roof and flung myself off...
I woke up then; my first reaction was "
Taking the flak doesn't hurt me, but there has been more than one occasion where I wanted to kill people in school.