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Post by skywalker on Dec 13, 2011 22:07:33 GMT -6
I woke up with another nosebleed this morning. It always happens when the Moon is full. Don't remember if I had any dreams last night though. I think I did but I can't remember what they were about.
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Post by paulette on Dec 14, 2011 12:01:36 GMT -6
Skywalker - traditionally all the moon phases had their own energy, not more or less than each other. New Age ideas have glorified the full moon. Realistically, if people were going to meet or travel at night (in a time before easy lighting) they used the full moon nights.
If you are weeding and thinning a garden - you do it in waning or dark moon phases. Ditto harvesting roots vegies. The Farmer's Almanac still says things like this.
Because humans have poor night vision, perhaps the full moon was one time of the month that they could feel more at home (and powerful) at night. The rest of the time the night prowlers held sway.
Nosebleeds are frightening. Finding one's own blood scattered about is frightening - even if part of the mind understands that its just a little bit. I had frequent nosebleeds as a kid and was both frightened and humiliated. I was teased because my nose bled! Interestingly, I am in contact with some of the people (now grown old) who used to even hit me in the nose. Many of them profess to having liked me as a child! Yeah right. Is it always the same nostril for you? You could get your nose cauterized (they burn a tiny blood vessel that is on the surface and getting damaging by noseblowing or picking or just dry air cracking). Sorry if this is TMI.
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Post by skywalker on Dec 14, 2011 12:53:32 GMT -6
It's always the right side for me. I've been having them ever since I was just a little dude because I broke my nose way back then. They used to happen almost every day but the past few years it has slowed down quite a bit. Now it only happens a few times a month but it's always during the time of the full moon.
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Post by lois on Dec 14, 2011 22:40:46 GMT -6
It's always the right side for me. I've been having them ever since I was just a little dude because I broke my nose way back then. They used to happen almost every day but the past few years it has slowed down quite a bit. Now it only happens a few times a month but it's always during the time of the full moon. That is so strange, during the full moon. I thought it was for werewolves. . I know some one who has had them all his life. He has to go to the hospital at times as he looses too much blood. Poor guy, now he has MS.. it is a brother to the girl who was driving me in her car the other night.. while I was make videos of xmas displayes. Ive know them since I was five years old.. Can you pin point any other reasons which set them off?
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Post by skywalker on Dec 14, 2011 22:56:22 GMT -6
Nope. I just get nosebleeds and nightmares every month during the week of the full moon. They normally don't happen other times of the month.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2011 23:40:06 GMT -6
Dry weather sets them off too. A lot of people suffer from nosebleeds and sinus problems up here in the arctic desert... because... well... it's the arctic... and a desert...
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Post by skywalker on Dec 16, 2011 19:41:43 GMT -6
I had a really weird dream last night. I'm having trouble remembering it so I'm just going to give a brief discription. December 16, 2011I dreamed that I was abducted by aliens and ended up paralyzed because of it. There was some woman there who was a soldier and somehow she managed to pick me up and carry me out of the place where I was. I have no idea how anybody could do that because I weigh about 215 pounds but it was just a dream so I suppose anything is possible.
Later on the dream changed and I was no longer paralyzed but i was still trying to get away from the aliens. I got in a truck and was getting ready to drive away when a raccoon crawled in the window and started crawling all over me. I grabbed it and was about to throw it out the window but I realized that it was only a raccoon and it wasn't being aggressive so I didn't want to hurt it so I was holding it in my hands wondering what to do with it. That was when I woke up.This dream is kind of interesting because somebody else just mentioned a raccoon in another thread. I have no idea if there is any connection but it was an interesting coincidence.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2011 0:05:33 GMT -6
You weigh 215 lbs? My goodness...and you run so that means you must be all muscle... lol... I'm so jealous... =P You sure the soldier wasn't an amazon? An amazon could pick you up you know... I couldn't but a stronger one could... My weight lifting limit is between 90 and 120 depending on how I'm lifting... I wonder why the racoon was crawling all over you...
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Post by paulette on Dec 17, 2011 0:59:21 GMT -6
The glowing raccoon said, "Good evening Doctor." And shortly thereafter gathered Nobel Prize level information about human dna. Beware of polite raccoons that invite you to go party with them...
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Post by skywalker on Dec 17, 2011 8:35:40 GMT -6
I've never dreamed about a raccoon before and I don't know why I would now either. Maybe I read about the one people were talking about on the other thread and it crawled into my subconscious.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2011 18:58:23 GMT -6
This dream is kind of interesting because somebody else just mentioned a raccoon in another thread. I have no idea if there is any connection but it was an interesting coincidence. I was just sitting here trying to figure out the date last week that my dtr and I saw a huge raccoon. It was before the sixteenth. . . It was really cute! I was pausing for traffic at the top of a hiway exit ramp and it was within twenty feet of us, halfway up a utility pole! I was saying "run! Run for the trees, dude" and my dtr was doing her oh, ohhhh, oh thing like she does for our poodle. ;D
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Post by skywalker on Jan 21, 2012 15:38:58 GMT -6
January 21, 2012I dreamed I was a prisoner in a forced labor camp. I don't know where but it was summertime and there were a lot of trees around. The ground was a sort of reddish brown color that reminds me of when I used to live in California. I think colors seemed a little more vibrant out there.
I came inside the living compound where we were all forced to stay after our work outside was finished. Inside we had to study propaganda literature that was given to us or do whatever other tasks were assigned to us. The other prisoners were already hard at their studies. As I walked through the kitchen area I grabbed a few scraps of food out of the garbage can and some magazine pages that had been left lying on the counter then I proceeded to the studying area. Since nobody had specifically told me to do anything I opened a few of the required books and set the forbidden magazine pages inside so I could read them instead. Then I sat there quietly hoping that nobody would notice that I wasn't actually doing anything productive.
A few minutes later the head prison warden came in. She was a very stern older lady flanked by two rifle toting guards who looked serious. She proceeded to start lecturing each person she came close to demanding that they work harder at what they were doing and criticizing the job they had done. I acted like I was studying hard hoping she would not notice what I was really doing. It wasn't long before she saw me.
I had all of the required books out and was writing in my notebook like I was required to do. I was able to write all of my assignments pretty quickly because I was a good writer and I had already written them out earlier but I was acting like I was still working hard at them. The warden was no fool though.
She started yelling at the other inmates demanding to know why I wasn't doing my assigned work. One of them responded that she had not seen anybody assign me anything to do and that I had been studying the entire time. The other prisoners confirmed that. The warden wasn't happy about it but she left.
The dream skips to the next day. We are all being herded onto a train to be carried to a different prison camp. The train is actually pretty nice compared to the usual freight trains that prisoners are forced to ride in. This one looks like it had once been a passenger train although the seats have been removed. We are all forced to sit on the floor.
We were waiting for the train to start moving when suddenly there is a horrendous screeching sound of another train locking up its brakes. We all look out the window and see another train smash into the side of the one we are on. The accident rips the whole side of the train apart and pieces are flying everywhere. One of the guards, a black man wearing a gray uniform who looks a lot like Danny Glover tries to climb down the side of the train to the ground but some big piece of metal falls on him and he is crushed underneath it.
All of the prisoners in the train are sitting on the floor looking out of the huge hole where the back of the train used to be...seeing the green trees and the red earth of freedom beckoning to us from beyond. The guards don't seem to be around anywhere. Unsure of what we should do we hesitantly stand up and start creeping towards the open hole wondering if we should make a break for it...knowing that we will almost certainly be killed for trying...but possibly willing to die in the attempt. It would almost certainly be better to die trying to be free than to live as a prisoner...That's when I woke up. I don't know for sure what time period this dream supposedly took place in but it seemed to be some time in the past. The trains we were on were old steam engines. Not the real old ones from the 1800s but more like what they would have used in the 1930s or 40s. The guards all wore either gray or brown uniforms with just a little bit of red trim here and there. The rifles they carried also looked like they were from the early part of the 20th century. The prison camp was not the worst one imaginable...nothing at all like the camps in Nazi Germany or Siberia were reported to be. And the prisoners weren't treated unbelievably cruel. I had the feeling that we were hungry but not starving, and we were sometimes forced to endure painful punishments, but not necessarily unbearable torture. We were all tired from work but not totally exhausted. The weirdest thing about this dream is that I think I was a woman. I don't think I have ever dreamed of being a woman before. Weird.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2012 16:58:59 GMT -6
...wow...
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Post by skywalker on Jan 21, 2012 20:16:18 GMT -6
This dream sort of reminds me of the dream Paulette had about Lebensborn. Could it be a past life memory of something that really happened? Or just a figment of my overactive imagination? I dunno...
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Post by paulette on Jan 22, 2012 0:26:34 GMT -6
I thought that too Skywalker. I am wondering if our dreams form a jigsaw puzzle larger than any of our individual perspectives...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2012 0:35:35 GMT -6
That is interesting...
Both of your dreams were also very detailed. Most dreams aren't...
...hmm...
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Post by paulette on Jan 22, 2012 16:08:46 GMT -6
I think your dream might fit with the early camps for dissidents (rather than jews). Many members of the government (once Hitler dismissed Parliament) went sent away. But surely they had some "pull" and maybe weren't brutalized as badly as the Jews and gypsies. The next train ride might have taken you down the ladder...
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Post by skywalker on Jan 22, 2012 16:51:01 GMT -6
That's possible, Paulette. I just looked up different types of military uniforms from the 1930s and 40s and found these. These are very similar to what the guards were wearing in my dream. Either gray or brown with red trim. These are both from Nazi Germany. I distinctly remember the red arm bands but I don't recall seeing a swastika on them.
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Post by skywalker on Feb 3, 2012 21:29:50 GMT -6
February 2, 2012I had another shark nightmare last night and woke up with a nosebleed immediately afterward. In the dream I was on a beach and there were a bunch of people swimming in the water or on inflatable rafts and a giant shark came swimming through eating everybody it could gets it's chompers on. I was running towards the people trying to warn them but they didn't hear me and they just kept getting eaten. That's when I woke up. It's getting close to the full moon again also which is when all of my nightmares and nosebleeds seem to occur. I have been wondering if maybe the moon was triggering the dreams somehow but in this case I have no idea what the moon looks like because it has been foggy and rainy the past few days. Last night the fog was as thick as peanut butter. Definitely no chance of seeing the moon through that mess, so if it is the moon causing it my mind must automatically know when the moon is getting close to being full. I dunno...
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2012 21:48:47 GMT -6
I looked it up on the internet. The next full moon is supposed to be in 4 days. It was pretty bright last night, I saw it here through the clouds when the power went out... It wouldn't be surprising that you subconsciously know things about the moon that you don't consciously think about... I mean when I sleepwalk I always seem to know what time it is and I always seem to know when i'm going to "wake up" and always make sure I'm in bed when I do it (all this according to various witness testimony... I have been known to say, "Oh, I'm gonna wake up here soon. Gotta go back to bed..." I also used to wake up my ex fiance a few minutes before his alarm clock went off every morning. At first it was "cute". Then I did it to him on he weekends hehehe... ;D Wasn't so cute anymore after that... I would literally "kick" him out of bed at 6 am hehehe... don't ever remember doing it but he said I did it every morning... (couldn't see his alarm clock either from my side of the bed... he had it turned away from me on purpose to test the theory...) Our subconscious minds know things we don't know... that is obvious to me.
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Post by auntym on Feb 3, 2012 22:18:58 GMT -6
February 2, 2012I had another shark nightmare last night and woke up with a nosebleed immediately afterward. In the dream I was on a beach and there were a bunch of people swimming in the water or on inflatable rafts and a giant shark came swimming through eating everybody it could gets it's chompers on. I was running towards the people trying to warn them but they didn't hear me and they just kept getting eaten. That's when I woke up. It's getting close to the full moon again also which is when all of my nightmares and nosebleeds seem to occur. I have been wondering if maybe the moon was triggering the dreams somehow but in this case I have no idea what the moon looks like because it has been foggy and rainy the past few days. Last night the fog was as thick as peanut butter. Definitely no chance of seeing the moon through that mess, so if it is the moon causing it my mind must automatically know when the moon is getting close to being full. I dunno... www.dreammoods.com/dreamdictionary/s2.htm dream interpretationSharkTo see a shark in your dream indicates feelings of anger, hostility, and fierceness. You are undergoing a long and difficult emotional period and may be an emotional threat to yourself or to others. Perhaps, you are struggling with your individuality and independence, especially in some aspect of your relationship. Alternatively, a shark represents a person in your life who is greedy and unscrupulous. This person goes after what he or she wants with no regards to the well-being and sensitivity of others. The shark may also be an aspect of your own personality with these qualities. dreaminterpretationsguide.com/dreamdictionary/s/To dream of sharks, denotes formidable enemies. To see a shark pursuing and attacking you, denotes that unavoidable reverses will sink you into dispondent foreboding. To see them sporting in clear water, foretells that while you are basking in the sunshine of women and prosperity, jealousy is secretly, but surely, working you disquiet, and unhappy fortune. To see a dead one, denotes reconciliation and renewed prosperity. are any of these sharks dead?
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Post by skywalker on Feb 3, 2012 22:37:16 GMT -6
I've been dreaming about sharks for more than twenty years...ever since those little gray space pirates zapped me. I think 'greedy', 'unscrupulous' and 'formidable enemies' are all pretty good descriptions of them.
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Post by auntym on Feb 3, 2012 22:42:48 GMT -6
I've been dreaming about sharks for more than twenty years...ever since those little gray space pirates zapped me. I think 'greedy', 'unscrupulous' and 'formidable enemies' are all pretty good descriptions of them. do you kill any of the sharks?
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Post by skywalker on Feb 3, 2012 23:37:13 GMT -6
No. I've never dreamed about a dead shark. They are either chasing me, chasing somebody else near me, or swimming around thinking about chasing me. I usually wake up right when I'm about to get eaten. I started having these dreams right after I was abducted that first time.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2012 0:18:33 GMT -6
Well you know what I think the sharks represent and most of the 'abductee's' I've spoken with have some type of predator dream that seems to be outside of the 'normal' interpretation of such dreams. Our minds seem to struggle with what it can't readily identify. Yours in particular Sky..since I've known you. When you discuss it here..almost like me..you're almost 'flip' about it. We give them pet names like thugs or creepy dudes or something that makes light of them..but at night when your deeper self has the floor..well..the fear comes out in the only outlet you let it have..dreams. I block it so totally that I can the last night mare I had was when it visited me as a child..and I dreamed I was trapped in an old bathtub (claw footed type) surrounded by dozens of snakes. Snakes were my sharks. Now I guess I just keep shoving it down into darker and darker layers of murk where it can't get me. But someday....
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Post by skywalker on Feb 4, 2012 0:30:21 GMT -6
I hear you, Jo. It doesn't seem so scary when you can joke about it but it's not easy to laugh when you are asleep in the dark. That's when the sharks and the snakes come out.
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Post by paulette on Feb 4, 2012 1:11:19 GMT -6
Well you know what I think the sharks represent and most of the 'abductee's' I've spoken with have some type of predator dream that seems to be outside of the 'normal' interpretation of such dreams. Our minds seem to struggle with what it can't readily identify. Yours in particular Sky..since I've known you. When you discuss it here..almost like me..you're almost 'flip' about it. We give them pet names like thugs or creepy dudes or something that makes light of them..but at night when your deeper self has the floor..well..the fear comes out in the only outlet you let it have..dreams. I block it so totally that I can the last night mare I had was when it visited me as a child..and I dreamed I was trapped in an old bathtub (claw footed type) surrounded by dozens of snakes. Snakes were my sharks. Now I guess I just keep shoving it down into darker and darker layers of murk where it can't get me. But someday.... Had a flash upon reading this. Used to dream about snakes when I was young. They were not realistic dreams in that I lived in snake country and knew about real snakes - you might hear one (rattling), you might see one (run over on the road or the tip of the tail disappearing into the grass) but they weren't slithering around underfoot. These snakes were - ah - excessive in number and hard to avoid. When I was in University (about the year of my experience) I had a series of dreams in which I saw creatures with "faces" that looked like the bottom side of a stingray. That is - pale, no eyes, a downturned small mouth. Again, I lived in stingray country - had seem them live on the bottom (they scoot out of the way of feet if possible), seen them caught on rod and reel by fishermen off the pier but interestingly, the bottom side of a ray never held my waking attention. It was the tail with the sharp bone dart that was the problem (and I was hit by stingrays twice and bore scars for years due to inadvertantly jumping off my surfboard onto one). I never was particularly scared of snakes or rays and certainly didn't obsess about them. I was losing sleep and saw a psychiatrist at the University (I had totally forgotten this until now) who dismissed my dreams as "Freudian" and that I obviously was obsessed with matters sexual. This was so weird and insulting (particularly since he showed me the door almost immediately and dismissed my lack of sleep and night fears off hand) that I had forgotten that whole piece. That is what is so interesting about this board - our collective bits and pieces fit together sometimes. Looking back now I would say that the "communication" from my dreaming self (and I don't believe that dreams can be interpreted with the same symbol meaning the same thing to everyone) was this: The snakes were out at night and when they touched me they felt cold and muscular. Once I started seeing them - they were plentiful. The ray faces were not really rays swimming in the ocean in the dream - the pale almost translucent skin and small downcurled mouth were part of a being with a head and body. Anybody feel creeped out yet by this description? I do. Yikes.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2012 5:23:46 GMT -6
Jo: That's a very fair guess IMO. Snakes?? Ew... I do feel creeped out by that description Paulette, OMG... Yikes! I agree... That psychologist you saw was a poop-head. I've often had nightmares about grizzly bears, and tarantulas... haven't had any in awhile though... I've never seen a grizzly bear in real life to my recollection but they're plentiful up here especially in certain areas (not mine thankfully). I remember one particularly scary dream I had about a grizzly bear when I was about 19. I was out in the woods near the neighbor's house and I saw him/her coming towards me. I decided to "play dead" so I laid down on the ground and pretended to be dead. The bear started licking me and nudging me around on the ground and I was absolutely terrified but I kept my eyes squeezed shut and didn't move... not until I woke up anyway... Sound familiar?
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Post by skywalker on Feb 4, 2012 7:59:17 GMT -6
I have quite a few dreams about snakes also...as well as crocodiles, dinosaurs, and bears. It always seems to be some type of predator. The sharks are still the most plentiful though.
In the book Abduction, John Mack wrote that dreams about animals are one of the things that experiencers seem to have in common.
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Post by lois on Feb 4, 2012 12:04:50 GMT -6
I have quite a few dreams about snakes also...as well as crocodiles, dinosaurs, and bears. It always seems to be some type of predator. The sharks are still the most plentiful though. In the book Abduction, John Mack wrote that dreams about animals are one of the things that experiencers seem to have in common. That is interesting, I did not know abductees have dreams of animal. Most my animal dreams were as a child. Yes they were always chasing me. Once in a dream I had around five. A mean dog who lived across the alley tore my arm off. It was horrible.
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