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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2011 5:34:28 GMT -6
This type of dream I don't understand why I have it at all. I went to bed in a good mood, at a decent time, and slept well until 2:00 a.m. Got up briefly, the house felt cold, and went back to bed and fell back asleep. (Not too cold, though. I "layer" as needed and had already taken off my sweatshirt earlier. I just put it back on). I just woke up. The dream (thankfully) is fading, though I'm still half-asleep. I dreamed I was a young lady. I had a mom and a dad and three younger siblings. A brother (I think; I barely saw him) and two sisters, around ages 8 and 5 (didn't see them much either). The dream starts out with me trying to find a bathroom among several horse stalls in a long barn. (I had just used the bathroom before I went back to bed! ?). I found a toilet but there was hay everywhere, it didn't look very clean or private (a barn, remember?) and I didn't want to use it...and after I located it, someone was calling my name, looking for me. I don't remember what name they were calling, but I went down the barn aisle. My next recollection, is standing by a stall, and something farm-like is going on in the stall. I mean, I'm not sure, but several people around, but I think it was more like working on some equipment, not a calf being born. Not exciting. I know the people (though none of them look familiar) and one of them is my dream mom (no one I've ever seen before). This is where the dream first starts with the emotional part...she lets me know, through "signals", and furtive comments, that a phone just laying on its face, on the top of one of the fences nearby, is tuned into someone who is developing a case on the "abuse" going on in my family. I soon find out that its more than my "family". My dream dad, his brother, and some friend of theirs, are keeping our whole small town in line. Again, I don't recognize any of these people; I feel literally like I'm just in a different body, here to play a part. (that's how I feel NOW. During the dream, these people are my life. I care for them, etc., I don't know I'm dreaming, though I know I'm not who I really am). My dream dad figures out the phone isn't hung up, and kind of angrily hangs it up. My dream mom is upset by this. Because I'm a "kid" I act like I'm joking around and I pick up the phone and dial *67, and to my surprise, I get some man. (My drm dad kind of scowls at me, but there are people around). I walk off, just pretending some "normal" conversation, and the man on the phone is telling me that he's there, and they've been watching things around our farm for some time... Someone is now following me, so I say goodbye and get off the phone. As fragments now, I'm seeing the town, my drm dad and his brother hooking a trailer to the back of a truck, etc. Anyone that makes them mad gets their wrath. I start seeing strangers (investigators-not scary) around town, and my drm dad, his brother, and this unknown friend of theirs are all angry about it. Meanwhile, I'm also trying to get this phone back to how it was (listening), but of course when I first lay it down it soon makes that off the hook noise (we just have to get past that!), and my little sisters are trying to help, my drm dad comes home, and we're trying to just act stupid about it. My drm mom is around but watching her P's and Q's and she is able to slip me a note with the phone number on it, which goes right into my pocket. Fragmented, we have a "barn store" in town, and I find out that one of our workers is a witness to "abuse" of my drm mom by my drm dad, and i see her with one of the investigators. And she's still working at our store! I'm crying, sobbing, and when someone asks me what is wrong, I tell them that "my father is going to kill her". I don't care who hears me, I know she's as good as dead, and I'm very upset. Fragmented, I now see a couple of murders that my drm dad, his brother, and friend are doing. Some of them planned pretty elaborately. This is where I "see" my little brother. During a murder, the investigators show up (too late) and the unknown friend is asking how they knew. My little brother tells them he tipped them off, and the unknown friend picks him up by the front of his shirt, brings him up to face level, and my drm brother is just shouting at the guy "who are you? I want to know who you are?!" (we just know he's a stranger). I have witnessed several murders, and I am horrified. It seems I'm now made aware (by flashes of scenes) that I have an older sister, and one of the murders was a planned revenge on young guys that attacked her and her boyfriend on a date. I'm in a court scene where they are convicted, and shortly after they leave the court room, they are stabbed. My drm sister and her boyfriend are fine now, and this horrifies them also. I'm back at our country home, near the stables, my drm mom is encouraging me to act normal, she's trying to, and we are doing normal evening stuff, and my drm dad is there. I'm very nervous (of course). I'm taking a bath, and my drm dad knocks on the door. I know it's him before he speaks, and he just wants to know how much longer I will be. I answer I'm almost done, and suddenly a black cat jumps into the bath. I immediately get out (don't want his black hair on me) grab a towel, wrap it around myself, and........ wake up in my bed in real life. Sigh. Am I supposed to feel better about writing all this down??? The dream has faded. I'd like to go back to sleep, but there's no time for that . Anyway, this dream has a common "theme" of my nightmares. I am really bothered by them, while dreaming. These themes involve me around "bad people", and I'm either trying to get away from them or help someone else, but yet I'm involved......
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Post by paulette on Nov 15, 2011 9:49:41 GMT -6
First question - has daytime life intervened into your dream world? Have you recently watched a TV show or read something about abuse in a small town? Second question - do you have any childhood stuff which might FEEL like the emotions in the dream (never mind the murders and such) was your Dad in control? Did he have influence over the neighbors or fellow businessmen? Did your Mom have to manuver around him? If none of those - well you got someone's else's TV station (some might suggest a past life of your own.) Keep your enquiry light-hearted. Dreams suggest action in the now. Do you have to report something to someone? - you are an adult and know the number now.
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Post by skywalker on Nov 15, 2011 19:49:15 GMT -6
I'm not good at interpreting dreams, especially when they belong to other people...but that doesn't mean I won't give it a try. It sounds to me like you have some knowledge about something that you want to share with somebody, but you don't know how. Maybe some deep, dark secret that you have kept bottled up inside of you for years and years. That's just a guess of course. I really don't have a clue...
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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2011 23:37:18 GMT -6
skywalker: not too bad . I try to go by how a dream feels, and I've had enough of this type of dream that your interpretation is what I lean to, at first. Problem is, I keep feeling like I have some deep, dark secret, like I'm hiding something, and the variations on this "theme" in dreams seems to follow this idea, but, I'm not any closer to knowing the secret! And having this same "feeling" over and over really s_ _ KS. ________________________________________________________________________ paulette: I like your idea of "nevermind the murders and such" . Maybe if I can get past the horror of seeing people killed, there's more to this. My mind could be being over-dramatic on that part. Good suggestions for me to think about! ( I don't watch much TV. I used to watch "Criminal Minds" and love how they have teamwork, but it gets pretty macabre. Last "creepy" movie I saw was "The Lovely Bones").
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Post by paulette on Nov 16, 2011 11:49:09 GMT -6
Lovely Bones WAS creepy. The book was more creepy and maybe less satisfying. I'm amazed how many CSI type shows are on as our entertainment: Bones, CSI Miami, CSI New York, CSI original flavor/blood, the Mentalist (more profiling but a lot of bodies nevertheless), NCIS, Body of Proof, Lie to me (seems to be off air now, more profiling more bodies), Criminal Minds (the creepiest in my opionion). These are both intreguing who-done-its and murder pornography IMO. And I watch some of them some of the time.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2011 8:19:15 GMT -6
Murder porn. Interesting. Using that wording for all these shows makes sense.
Thanks paulette!
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2011 10:20:09 GMT -6
I really like NCIS. It's my favorite CSI type show. The characters are very entertaining and I can really understand them.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2011 11:02:41 GMT -6
and it gets those imaginative juices flowing, doesn't it?
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2011 11:07:28 GMT -6
Anyway, with these types of dreams (about murder) that I have, I'm considering their seeming "progression".
Sometimes, very impersonal (yet sad and terrifying), like just observation, to being closer to the "action". Thinking about it...
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2011 11:46:37 GMT -6
In dream lore..to murder someone often means there is an aspect of yourself..that you are trying to change, alter or destroy. It's kind of a dream evolution..trying to shed parts of yourself to transform into more/different/better. The long barn..is the search..for who JC is..and that's something you've mentioned before here. My juju tells me that you are 'evolving' but that always comes with the price tag of soul search..trying to nail down who you are..why you're here..what is the darn purpose. MTCW (my two cents worth)
Ahhhh my favorite shows are NCIS and Criminal Minds and Bones and now the new one, Person of Interest..he's my new favorite actor. Grim is kind of cool too..about someone who can see the creature under the normal face of some who hide there. Satyrs and wolves..goodies like that. I don't think that one will last tho.
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Post by satansrini on Nov 19, 2011 13:21:23 GMT -6
Hey Jcurio!
How are you doing.. nice dream!
Again, I don't recognize any of these people; I feel literally like I'm just in a different body, here to play a part. (that's how I feel NOW. During the dream, these people are my life. I care for them, etc., I don't know I'm dreaming, though I know I'm not who I really am). - I experience this too. Not just with people but even with situations. We accept it in the dream like the way it is. Like for example, in dreams I am a married man. The woman - I have never seen her in real life.. I accept her as my wife and just deal with her in the dream!
Ok, I will take the liberty of posting my own dream that I had a few days ago in this thread. Anyone wanting to make an interpretation, please - you are most welcome!
On many occasions when I dream, I know that it is a dream. It is the case with me most of the times. I don't know everyone experiences this. However there are those rare dreams where I just am sooooooo sucked into it that it is totally real. I feel everything. This one was one like that. So here we go:
I am at this place - like a township or a colony. I live there. I know all places like the back of my hand. I go to this place to have a tea and a cigarette every day. I just sit there for a bit, have tea and come back. I do that everyday. So I did that this day too. Only this day there was another tea stall opposite the regular one. That place was now looking better than the one I go to. I like open air places. The one I go to regularly is open air. But this day it is not. The new one on the opposite side though is open air. So I went and sat there - 1. coz it is new and wanted to try it out. 2. It is open air. As I was sitting there, the regular tea wallah was looking at me - to say that I am not taking tea from him. I looked at him, walked over and bought a cigarette from him. I finished my tea and went to the car. From then on, something went wrong. I was drooling and my head was sort of spinning but I was in control. I was driving the car and it was hell. I would go on to each vehicle on the road and escape at the very last moment.
I am like "what is happening... I know how to drive a car... how is this possible"...then I am going on and I find myself driving the car like I would ride my motorcycle. Holding the steering like id hold the handle and sitting in the car seat, quite elevated like Id sit on a bike! I was wondering all along as to what is happening. Then things with regards to driving car attained normalcy. Now I am not in the car and am walking on the street. The car is parked. To my right I see a government office building. The board read "Office of the ERP Projects of India". I said to myself "wow.. they give ERP projects here. May be id get one for myself"!. I was just standing there wondering when to go inside. About that time, a family came in a car. Mom, Dad and 2 girls. Both girls were kids. One was about 10-11 the other was about 7-8.
They were all dressed up in silk like you would dress up during celebrations of an Indian festival. They got down the car and started celebrating how you would traditionally celebrate the particular festival. The 2 girls were staring at me and talking to each other - about me. Then after a minute or so, the older girl called me "hey baldy uncle.. could you help me with this?".... I was like "what did she just call me?". So I went there and was helping her (can't remember what she asked for help) and asked.. "what did you call me?".. she says "baldy uncle". In India we use 'uncle' not exactly like a relation but like addressing an older person with respect - colloquialism. I was thinking "Is it already showing? Did i really get bald?". Suddenly I notice myself looking at my head thru a mirror. The centre of my head at the top was empty!!! "ohh my god.....when did this happen???". The girls were again laughing to each other.
Then I came back, now i decided to go into the ERP office. But before that, a group of people came in a rickshaw. They were looking quite shabby and were like rowdies or robbers. I got ready for a fight. But they came to me and were asking for some address. They were pointing that the address is for their leader. The leader then came out of the rickshaw. It was Utsav. He was my boss in the very first company. Joyed to see him.. I exclaimed.. "hey Utsav.. buddy.. how are you doing" and hugged him, we exchanged pleasantries and then he gave me a bunch of papers. That was a signed contract for an ERP project. He just handed it to me and said "this is too big for me and I don't have the bandwidth to handle it. You take it up. " He also said, I was actually coming to you to give this to you. Good thing we have met here. Saying that he handed the papers to me and left.
Now, I looked by the road and there was my bike. But to my shock, only the front half. The rear half was like GONE!!! The rear tyre and all that were gone. I was fully tensed and worried. I started yelling and asking who took my bike. Asking people around whether anyone say my bike. No response. I was looking over the wall of the govt. When I looked back, the front part too was gone. I almost felt like crying. The I saw a man who was on the other side of the road and was observing all this. So I ran to him and inquired. He says he did not see a thing. Then I look back and I see my car and the front half of my bike on top of my car. By now I am close to going crazy. Then I look back at him, he is staring at me.. then I look again at the car, this time - my bike was back. It was neatly washed, polished and everything. All little repairs were done. It is looking brand new. I was soooooo happy. But only for 2-3 seconds. My car was missing. It was GONE!!! While all this was happening, that man disappeared.
While I am searching for my car - crazily, the man reappeared and he came in a car and parked on the opposite side of the road. I just ran to him and said my car is missing. I was looking at every car and then looked at his car. He said "don't look at it... thats my car". It was indeed his car. Then he said to me.. "what is the matter with you.. you keep losing something or the other. It was your bike first and now you say it is your car.. I haven't seen anything".
Then I ran back to where the car was parked, all frantic and then stopped for a minute and thought to myself.. "how is it logically possible that I can come here on both car and bike at the same time without taking one back to home?". Then in a sec the answer flashed to me.. "it is impossible.. only possible in a dream".. Immediately I realized that I was dreaming and as soon as that revelation.. I woke up. I was sweating!!!!
Regards, Srinivas
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Post by Steve on Nov 19, 2011 14:57:48 GMT -6
Hi satansrini,
Would you mind changing the font colors for better contrast? I know you wish your post to be read, but the font is too camouflaged to read.
Thanks,
Steve
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Post by satansrini on Nov 19, 2011 23:22:20 GMT -6
Hi satansrini, Would you mind changing the font colors for better contrast? I know you wish your post to be read, but the font is too camouflaged to read. Thanks, Steve Done... is that better?
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Post by paulette on Nov 19, 2011 23:42:27 GMT -6
Satansrini - your dream is actually several dreams or "dream chapters". The meaning of each - the feelings that arise should be roughly equivelant. Things are almost right (as in your normal reality) but not quite. You seem to be aware of this in the dreaming. In fact you "figure out" that you are dreaming...Some famous teacher said: "I dreamed I was a butterfly dreaming that I was a man." This is the great question of dreams - are they real? Is this real? It's also the question posed in the movie Matrix: "Do you want the red pill (and don't worry about what is real) or the blue one? The blue one is a lot more complicated...
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Post by satansrini on Nov 20, 2011 13:07:54 GMT -6
Satansrini - your dream is actually several dreams or "dream chapters". The meaning of each - the feelings that arise should be roughly equivelant. Things are almost right (as in your normal reality) but not quite. You seem to be aware of this in the dreaming. In fact you "figure out" that you are dreaming...Some famous teacher said: "I dreamed I was a butterfly dreaming that I was a man." This is the great question of dreams - are they real? Is this real? It's also the question posed in the movie Matrix: "Do you want the red pill (and don't worry about what is real) or the blue one? The blue one is a lot more complicated... hmmm.. a lot of those things in the dream are things that are happening right now in my real life... 1. A township is where I am living in. It is quite calm, peaceful and pleasant. 2. I have recently learned how to drive a car. But I picked it up pretty well and have gotten the licence and also enjoy driving.. 3. I LOVE my bike. I am sort of a biker. I have driven trips that are about 4000 km in length. I have taken the trip to explore.. and have learned a lot in those travels. I really take care of my bike. Even a little thing that is not right with it, i have GOT to fix it. 4. My hair is thinning. I have not yet grown bald but probably will in the next 3 years or so. I hate to grow bald.. so I try to do something or the other to prevent that condition. My dad often jokes with me.. "thats my greatest gift to you!". 5. I am badly looking for ERP projects. ERP - Enterprise Resource Planning. If you heard of SAP or Oracle.. I have been trying to get those projects but have been unlucky since I started business. I do find all other works that I do.. but ERP has been a chink in my armour. There is no such govt. agency that dishes out ERP projects to people as such!! 6. As to why I met Utsav - beats me. 7. I always go out to have a cup of tea and a cigarette. I never smoke at home. That is too disrespectful to mom and dad. To smoke in front of them is quite unimaginable to me. I think that dream is roughly a summation of everything that is going on in my life!!!! Regards, Srinivas
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Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2011 13:11:17 GMT -6
Nice dream, yourself, srini! What does it mean to you? I like paulettes interpretation. On my murder(?) dream, I think she is very wise to point out that "Im grown up now and I know what to do" ;D. With living with my parents again, they have a tendency to remind me I am younger. I fight this "label" , hopefully without showing too much disrespect .
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Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2011 13:17:01 GMT -6
What does it mean to you? Well, you just answered that . Congrats on your driving a car. I love motorcycles also, and am openly jealous of your road trips. Don't worry about the hair (easy for me to say, huh?). My dtrs and I were discussing the reality of TV. Almost NO ONE is bald or losing hair on TV. What a giveaway! In real life we see it is the opposite, here. Take heart
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Post by satansrini on Nov 21, 2011 1:06:39 GMT -6
What does it mean to you? Well, you just answered that . Congrats on your driving a car. I love motorcycles also, and am openly jealous of your road trips. Don't worry about the hair (easy for me to say, huh?). My dtrs and I were discussing the reality of TV. Almost NO ONE is bald or losing hair on TV. What a giveaway! In real life we see it is the opposite, here. Take heart Hmm.. paulette is pretty good with interpretations as I see. I am not a good interpreter but if there is generally a dream that sticks with me, I try to just look at it from different angles. The only question I ask is 'why'. Sometimes I get answers sometimes I don't. I have always believed that dreams are a representation of the past, present and the future. The degree may however vary. The past - we see as it was or as how it should have been, the present is usually the most confusing because sometimes, what we consciously thing or believe is quite different from what we really think/feel about it. Like Id think I really respect this girl at work. But what I have really for her is .. well let us say... lust. Like that.. The dreams I think show the real state of mind about the present. About the future.. well what can I say.. it is the future and nothing can be said about. The dream I think shows generally 10-85-5 - 10% past, 85% present and 5% future (if it shows at all). What are your thoughts on this theory of mine?!!! PS: I haven't been riding off late after business and all. But id do it as soon as I have some time to flex. About parents, well we are always young to them.. regardless of how old we get..... and they are usually right because, I personally think they know about us more than we know about ourselves.. Like my mom or dad knows more about me than I know about myself.. they have demonstrated this time and again! Regards, Srinivas
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Post by satansrini on Nov 23, 2011 10:38:58 GMT -6
Ok............in connection with the previous dream I have narrated... the following happened over the past 48 hrs: 1. I saw a bike which is the same make as mine.. different colour but its handlebar is modelled EXACTLY in the same manner as I saw in the dream - that is not the way my handlebar is (missed to mention that specific details during my narration). 2. Missed 2 collisions with 2 different vehicles by very very little margin. Made evasive manoeuvres to avoid each of the collision. Wow.........coincidence or foresight???!! I don't know I don't think I have such abilities to be honest....... Regards, Srinivas
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Post by Deleted on Nov 24, 2011 11:46:29 GMT -6
Wow. Sounds like what happens to me all the time Srinivas. Maybe you are becoming a psychic after all.
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Post by satansrini on Nov 25, 2011 6:31:24 GMT -6
Wow. Sounds like what happens to me all the time Srinivas. Maybe you are becoming a psychic after all. me... a psychic? ?? no way... hehehe.. I don't think I am gifted with anything this lifetime! Regards, Srinivas
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Post by Deleted on Nov 25, 2011 12:15:13 GMT -6
I had several dreams when I went to sleep last night. The kind that a person looks at the clock, knows they're going to sleep, has a dream, and then wakes up and it's only been 20 minutes. one part, of one of them: I dreamed I was "helping" a little boy. Probably a first grader. It starts off that I am in his school classroom crouched down between his desk and another young boys desk. His head is down, he is clearly upset, and I look over to the classroom door as a young man is leaving the classroom. Our eyes (the man and I) don't meet, but he is staring at the boy just over my shoulder. The little boy tucks his face in farther. I ask "Is that your Father" and the boy on the other side of me says "no, that's his brother". As I'm writing (typing) this right now, I am getting "visions" of the dream. The classroom appears different than where I currently work, and it has "dawned" on me that it could actually be a classroom from my childhood (?). I'm also tying to discern who this child could possibly be in my awake life. Back to the dream. It is worth noting that a teacher is also in the classroom. Sitting at her desk. But she and the rest of the class are behind me, as if the two boys are at the front of the class, by the way their desks are facing. However, we are at the back. The classroom is very detailed, but I didn't think anything during the dream about how their desks were facing. In the next scene, I'm in a home type setting with the little boy. The room is sparse, kind of unkempt (dirty) and he is sitting on a sagging beige couch playing a video game. I've gotten in between him and the tv (I'm standing) and we are talking. He's not mad I'm in front of his game, but tells me I "will soon know". Almost immediately I see a light bar high up on the wall across the room (behind the couch). Not that it matters, but the words VH 1 flash blue in this "light bar" and then the bar becomes a circle. I know someone is entering the room through this "circle" of light. This all happens in seconds; the light bar, flash of words, and someone coming in. I know that the someone coming in is the little boys brother. I throw a pillow at the spot he's coming in (I don't feel silly) and miss. It's like I want the man to know I know that he bothers his little brother. The dream gets really weird shortly after this, I realize I am dreaming, and I'm able to wake up. So, the part of the dream standing out in my mind today is the "portal". Sometimes, I've had glimpses of these "things" (the supposed portal) like this in my awake life. I always tell myself "I must be tired", and ignore it.
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Post by skywalker on Nov 25, 2011 19:37:01 GMT -6
Wow. Sounds like what happens to me all the time Srinivas. Maybe you are becoming a psychic after all. me... a psychic? ?? no way... hehehe.. I don't think I am gifted with anything this lifetime! Regards, Srinivas I think everybody is a little bit psychic. Some are more pronounced than others but the potential is always there. Most people ignore it because it is easier to ignore the unusual than to investigate and accept it.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 25, 2011 20:56:31 GMT -6
JC, I recently had a dream I was back in third grade too... interesting that you are having a similar dream...
I wonder what the little boy signifies?
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2011 14:03:25 GMT -6
"I wonder what the little boy signifies? " Thanks for your question . In this particular case, I think it does represent a real boy I know. I can't go into detail (of course) but I kind of want to let this kid "go". His family seems to have so many problems, and a lot of us have tried to help. When I say "go", I mean, don't worry about it. I do (of course) take some of my job home with me. About seeing my own grade school. I take this as a reminder of why I do what I do. It is reassuring. Being in "grade school" was my escape from my home life, and I loved it. It is painful for me to see children bringing their home-life every where with them. When do they get to be kids?
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2011 9:19:04 GMT -6
I had 3-4 dreams last night. The one I had just before waking, woke me up. I barely remember the dreams now (9:00 a.m. here). From what I understand, this is more "normal". Are you guys helping me be more normal ? ;D The dream just before I woke up, I tried to gain control of. When a character (someone I actually used to know) made a comment about where I was getting ready to go (I was going to drive somewhere), I thought "I didn't SAY where I was going". I became suspicious. The "dream person" kind of backed off at this point. I also slept in my dream. Isn't that weird? Friday, my dtrs. (they're at their dads now) and I shared dreams. I told them my recent dream and that sometimes I think I see these "portals" starting to open up on a wall. I stated my idea that I'm just tired and "hallucinating" a bit. One of my dtrs. said, "what if you aren't"?. She had some ideas, but I want to ask her about it more . Children, in their "lack of knowledge", lack of street smarts, etc., should be listened to about such things. I like to bounce harmless conversation with them. From my experience, it's worth it.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2011 10:20:40 GMT -6
P.S.
I've been doing some "tests" on the quality of my peripheral vision. Last night I moved a table that was already outdoors and turned on the lights to a small, 2 foot xmas tree that was on it. The lights are solid blue. The only other decor on the imitation evergreen are fake small red berries on the tips of branches. I was sitting in a room that is mainly glass.
It was interesting.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2011 7:09:21 GMT -6
The dreams I've had lately are very random and broken. No flow to them at all. Distinctly reminds me that I'm human and I've seen and done quite a bit at my age . I can't remember STUFF (CRS) because me brain is already full! (hee hee). Last night I had a very extensive, troubling dream, with odd (human) characters and bits of my past, up to today. Too lengthy to go into, but had another "common" theme for me. My mouth. Anyone dream of teeth problems? Teeth missing? I've had those, but this is worse. My mouth has something in it I can't get rid of. Even when I dream it's bubble gum, it's very frustrating. I can pull it out, and suddenly more is in my mouth. Now before you'all start spoutin' dream theory, let me tell you that since I got on medication a year ago for LPR, I've only had one such dream. That dream it was some sort of "gook" in my mouth. LPR is "laryngitis post reflux". I get reflux in my throat (and nose, and lungs). So I sleep elevated, try not to eat before bed, and take my med. The room I sleep in now, the headboard is attached to the bed, so this means 2 pillows. Neck therapy....last weekend started sleeping with ONE pillow. So, 4 nights so far. This morning: very bad voice. Froggy to disappearing. Can't clear throat. Doesn't hurt . Sigh. All through my dream, I had something constantly in my mouth. I was spitting it out, pulling it out, whatever! Part of the dream setting was "here" in my own neighborhood. It wasn't something gross. It was leaves! Same uniform size, same green color, and no taste! Tons and tons of them. I would try to talk, but out comes streams of leaves. (I guess it is gross, but no slime or anything like that). I became aware I was dreaming, and prayed that the leaves would stop. I felt like "someone" was trying to keep me from talking. The leaves stopped. Whenever I had "fear" again, a couple of leaves would start, and then I'd pray again...
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2011 14:57:55 GMT -6
I've had dreams like that about stuff in my mouth... one of the dreams was a sleep paralysis episode I had. A man came into my room and laid down on top of me. His whole body melted into a gel type liquid and it was absorbed into my body... part of it went into my mouth. It also had no taste...
Very strange. Freud would have an explanation for that... lol..
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Post by skywalker on Dec 20, 2011 21:18:08 GMT -6
I've seen horror movies where some of the characters start pulling stuff out of their mouths like that...usually when they are about to try to scream for help so the monster doesn't get them. Other people must have had similar dreams if the movie writers came up with it.
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