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doodlebug
I had a dream that my godson, who is turning 19 but whom I haven't seen him since he was 7, phoned me up out of the blue and asked to come stay with me, because he is in recovery from addictions and can't stay with his mom anymore, because of HER addictions. (The latter is the reason I lost contact with both of them.)

Oh god, I wonder if it's a premonition...?
wilhelminawonka
I had a pretty gross dream.
I dreamed that I was squeezing blackheads in the mirror, and I squeezed one, and out came a great big black leech. It made me feel really weird.
I have so many other weird dreams in my memory banks. One theme that always shows up is tornadoes. I don't know if you guys believe that dreams hold secrets, or can warn us of things in the future, but I do.
When I was young, I remember my gram telling me that she had a dream that her dad drowned, and a week later they found him dead in the water. ooooooooooh!
nereid
Wilhelminawonka, I'm always dreaming about tornados too. I wonder what it can mean? Heh, your leech dream reminds me of a pretty bizarre dream I had a while back. In the dream I had neglected to shave my legs for a looooooooong time, and had long, straight, stiff hairs all over the place. Well I woke up one morning and some kind of louse-like parasite had cemented its big black nits to my leg hairs. OOOOOOHHHHH GROOOOOOOSS!!!!! I shaved after I woke up from that dream.
A few nights ago I had a pretty haunting dream. I say dream because overall, it wasn't a nightmare, but it did have a moment of very disturbing imagery in it. But first, some background: Y'all know how the next episode of CSI is supposed to be about one of the crew getting seriously hurt, or killed? Okay, in the dream, I had come back to the restaurant I work at from a delivery or something. I was waiting for one of my co-workers to finish something up so I could go home. Well all of a sudden I'm at home watching CSI, and it's the one where someone important gets hurt. Sarah was standing looking down at a tattoo gun, which turns into a nail gun, and suddenly fires a nail into her left eye. It showed great gross detail, which CSI normally does. Well, the nail lodged in her brain and killed her. That was the end of the episode. Before the commercial break they showed "scenes from the next episode of CSI". Here comes the disturbing part: The next episode was about Catherine and how she couldn't deal with Sarah's death. In one scene she was having this hallucination that Sarah was lying face up on the ground, dead, with her blackened mouth contorted into some wild grimace and her eyes wide open. Her arms were over her head, and she was pulling/dragging herself toward Catherine. That image was pretty harrowing.
auralpoison
I've been having full blown toxic dreams for the past few days after talking with my mother on Sunday. I keep crashing through fences repeatedly trying to get away, accidentally injuring my hands with needles & broken glass & receiving no help, encountering all kinds of mutants in a Tod Browning-Freaks-Gabbagabbahey- One of us One of us-way, having seizures, etc. The seizure ones are scary because I think they're real until I force myself awake. I dreamt that I was seizing so hard that I fell off the sofa, I spilled food/drinks, I moved my coffee table (It weighs almost as much as I do.), I couldn't control my body, I kicked through the tv & wound up full of glass & covered in gunge. Even scarier was the one where I dreamt I woke up someplace that I didn't know where I was & a a greasy guy was trying to sexually assault me. He made like he was going to try to digitally penetrate me, but I was wearing jeans. I could feel him trying to stick his fingers in my crotch. I hung on to a backpack desperately. I felt drunk/drugged & couldn't stop him. There were people all around, but nobody tried to help me. Suddenly there were cops everywhere & all of the people ran for their cars to escape the police. I tried to beg for help, but I couldn't speak more than a rasp & they couldn't hear me through the chaos or they were ignoring me. I moved towards several large buildings, but they smelled like scat & had stalls for animals. It made me sick, so I had to go outside. When I felt better I staggered back inside & encountered all of these people in festive, cowboy inspired garb leading hundreds of animals through the building. I drunkenly joined the crowd as they walked out onto the fairgrounds & figured out that it was some sort of festival. I made my way to this small building that was very homey & smelled like food. Embroidered pillows, doilies, rosy cheeked, older white people. They thought I was drunk & fed me. I found out I was in some border town in Mexico, but for some reason 99.8% of the population were middle American whites. They offered to let me use the phone, but I didn't have anybody to call. I left & began to wander around. Because I was so disoriented, I fell down a lot & the youths of the community abused/made fun of/stole from me. I laid on the ground immobile why they stole my outer back pack & other stuff. They spit on me & kicked me. One group of people were kind, but I was so confused I couldn't speak to them. I destroyed property, stole from/hurt little children. I had these goodie bags (one was legitimately mine,) but I was too out of it to know which & kept snagging random bags that I thought were mine. I shoved a small child into a pond & repeatedly kicked another one in the face until she fell down a small hill, landing face first into the pond. Nobody would help because they thought I was drunk. I finally found out that there were gas trucks that could carry me over the border. I chased an elderly couple that had a couple weiner dogs in a little covered weiner dog wagon to give me a ride. Earlier they had told me that during certain hours the local factory released toxic effluvia at this one specific time of day & that it was nearing. Somehow I get to the gas station to wait for the fuel trucks. Then it gets REALLY weird. I dunno what it means, but I hope I don't have it again.
msgoofball
yikes ap...

i had a dream that me and mr. gb were driving to pasadena and on the freeway, we saw a car/boat thing that was way too wide to fit in the lanes but the lanes moved to accomadate it. weird. so we get off the freeway, go to a suburban street and park. and all of the houses on this block are having yard sales...i find stuff i like but we keep going and at the last house is a foster doggie house. all these dogs are in there, all shapes and sizes. One that is medium sized, black and tan, with a crumpled/chewed ear comes up to me, and then goes over to his foster mommy. She tells the dog "i don't know if they want to take you home but we can ask." like the dog asked if he could keep us. freaking adorable and kinda freaky and then i woke up. and now my classmates say i need to find the dog in real life. aaagh.
koala
Last night I had my second dream about one of my professors. She is a really cute lesbian. In my dream, I make plan to have my first lesbian experience with her. They both have been different scenarios but same idea. I wake up really interested in my dreams. What the hell!?!
pepper
had a dream about when i was little and taking ballet classes, the shoes came without the little elastic strip across the foot, mom had to sew it on my hand with each new pair of slippers. have to email and thank her for all the hand stitching. what a thing to dream.

and then i had a very raunchy dream about anal sex with a virtual stranger. how the two of them go together is beyond me. huh.
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pollystyrene
I've been having some really weird, realistic dreams the past few nights.

A couple of nights ago, I had this dream that I was at a friend's house (where I had actually been earlier that night) and I went to use their bathroom. The wall across from the toilet was a big sliding glass door (which it isn't in real life) and I was sitting there and all of a sudden this guy comes up to the glass and I start screaming and he manages to get in. He has a knife. Somehow, I manage to throw something at him and knock the knife out of his hand. I keep screaming, to try to get my boyfriend and friend to come in and save me, but after a couple of screams, I lose my voice. Then I forced myself to wake up.

I think I had this dream because I was at this friend's house earlier that night and I have has a lifelong fear of an attacker coming through a window or seeing creepy things through windows. I just finished a self-defense class a couple of weeks ago, and using your voice was a big part of it. It was a very good sign that in the dream I was able to scream at all- when I had those dreams before the class, nothing would come out. At least now, my subconscious has reassured me that if I really was attacked, I'd probably be able to scream and even fight back. Also, in said self-defense class, my teacher recommended a book called "Her Wits About Her"- it's a collection of true stories from women who successfully fought off an attacker. It's out of print now, but I found it on eBay and just started reading it, so I think it triggered the dream too. It has a whole section of stories from women who prevented an attack just by using their voice. Good book, though- hopefully it won't cause too many more bad dreams.

Then, last night I dreamt that I was back at my parents' house with my boyfriend (like maybe we were living there for some reason? Couldn't really tell) His mom came to drop something off and I went outside to get it from her. She starts going through the trash cans and sees that we're buying regular milk and she flips out and starts yelling that we need to buy organic milk and we're just too cheap and we should spend the extra money- she's really hostile about it. She yells about some other stuff and I go back in the house. I start to tell my boyfriend and my parents about how weird she's being and my dad says, "I think there's something you should know- [my boyfriend's name] has been cheating on you and reading your email and taking money from your account to spend on stuff." I was just really confused and shocked about what was going on. I tried to ask my dad why he would say that and how he would know, and meanwhile my boyfriend is just sitting there, not looking guilty and not denying anything my dad just said. My dad wouldn't tell my how he knew all of this and my boyfriend was just very non-chalant about it, like "oh, yeah, I did all of that, I don't really care about you anymore." And I kept protesting, trying to figure out what was going on, what he would have seen in my email that would have caused him to leave. He said something about his mom being offended by something I said, but it was something really insignificant (maybe that's why she was so pissed off about the milk!) and he was just ignoring me.

I forced myself to wake up and was disoriented for a few seconds. I realized I was in my own house, he was sleeping next to me (and hogging the bed as usual :-)) I rolled over towards him and actually started to cry a little. It took me a while to fall back asleep.

Not sure why I had this dream. Very strange. I'm a little insecure about my relationship with him, but more on my end than his.

Has anyone found that if you make a conscious effort to not dream about something scary, you won't? Like, if I saw a scary movie, or heard a scary story during the day, when I go to bed, if I consciously think, "Don't dream about that", I don't.

When we came home last night, a friend of one of our neighbors had passed out drunk on the stairs that go up to the second floor of our building. It was really startling when we walked in to find this guy laying there. Once we were sure he was still breathing, we went back out and pushed the intercom button for the neighbor (we wouldn't have been able to walk around him to get up the stairs to knock on the door) and the neighbor came down and collected the guy. Before I went to bed, I thought, "no dreams about creepy drunk guys."

Sorry for the long post, but a lot of times, my dreams become repetitive if I don't talk about them. It's pretty unusual for me to have bad dreams, especially ones that still creep me out when I'm awake, so hopefully the past few nights are just a coincidence.
kittenb
Sometimes the only way I can shake the feeling left from a bad dream is to talk about it. I don't tend to have repetitive dreams, though.
I like your interpretation of the first dream, that in many ways you were able to save yourself.
jasmith
I had a fairly uneventful dream last night, but it's standing out very stark in my mind.
I was cooking some ground meat. I had no idea *why*, I just was. I figured that I'd better think of something good to do with it, didn't want to throw it out. So I pulled out a cookbook and tried to find something quick and easy to make. Every recipe in the book included a picture, and all of them were dark green. The word "basil" was written all over every page in the book. Then I thought, "Spaghetti!". But I'd have to ask my grandmother how she made the sauce. Suddenly I realized it was after 9:00, and everything around me suddenly seemed very dead. I decided against spaghetti, as I didn't want to keep my grandmother up. I walked over to the stove and saw that only a few bits of ground meat were left.
A very uneventful dream, but I remember it very clearly. Maybe it had some kind of profound meaning just below the surface, LOL
treehugger
And I had a weird dream that I felt guilty that it made me feel peaceful:

I dreamt the boy went blind. And for whatever reason it didn't make me upset. It just sort of made me want to nurture him. We're both very independent and have our own lives...and I am wondering if this dream means I am wishing for him to be more dependent?

*shakes head and walks away feeling guilty*

*turns around*

I really feel bad about not being all upset in the dream that the boy went blind.....??!!
treehugger
*I really didn't have to say it twice....
treehugger
Wow! I almost killed this thread! But now I'm bringing it back to life.

So, now lately, I've had a recurring dream that the boy is very, very angry with me and is BEATING me. Which is scary to me because I've been a victim of abuse....but the boy has never lifted a hand to me in ten years.
flanker_ji
God, I had a crappy dream last night:

I dreamed that I had been re-hired by my employer to work in the mall (the non-sensical part of the dream, since I worked in a commercial real estate office) then after I worked there for a while, I was fired again!

Before that, I caught the tail end of a dream where I was at a fancy wedding where everyone was dressed in white/cream...

After reading some of your dreams, it reminded me of something I've noticed for a long time - I don't ever remember any scary or disgusting dreams. Which I like, 'cause just reading about some of those dreams here really disturbs me. But it makes me wonder if I'm fairly unique in that way and I don't have those dreams, or if I have them and just choose not to remember them. I usually have mundane dreams in familar places, but where there may be foreign objects or someone is saying something strange.

And I just realized today that this is a thread for posting dreams. Since the inception of this thread, I've read the title closely enough to know it was about dreams, but for some idiotic reason, I thought this was a thread for posting celebrity-related dreams only, which I never have so I never came in here. So then today I wanted to tell someone about my crappy dream, but no one's around, and I thought to myself while perusing the Lounge, "There should be a thread where you can write about dreams - I wonder if everyone would like that..." Then I came back to look at the tile of this thread. Sheesh.

K, rambling over.
sassygrrl
Found out today that my mother and I have been having weird dreams about my sister. She hasn't spoken to either of us in about a year. Family fueds are so weird. It's just strange that both of us were dreaming about her at the same time. She's cut us out of her life b/c my parents wouldn't give her a dream wedding... And she told my aunt/uncle that her and I are extremely close. Yeah, we haven't spoken in over a year. Real fucking close.

The worst part of the dream was I thought it had happened. Thought about writing her, but knew she would never write back.
opheliathemuse
I keep dreaming of Otoy. This time he worked at a waxing salon and told me he waxed his bikini line. Probably because I just got mine done. Hah!
dani837
Just yesterday I dreamed that I was getting BOTOX! and in my lips!!! so weirddd blink.gif
hellotampon
I dreamed that I wore these hideous stonewashed Mom jeans to a bellydancing performance, but they looked really good and I could dance reely in them.
jsmith
Yesterday evening my aunt's mother was in a car accident. My brother told me when I got back from work, and by that time she'd been taken to surgery because she was bleeding in her brain. The idea must have rattled me on some subconscious level, because I had a strange dream last night.
I was on the operating table, and they were about to put me under to perform surgery to remove a brain tumour. I was laying there talking to the doctors as they were administering the anesthetics, and the next thing I knew I was waking up. I was amazed that I wasn't in horrific pain, and that I wasn't swollen. Next thing, I was at home, sort of in a fragile state (feeling open and invaded), but stable. The feeling I had all throughout the dream was peaceful, oddly enough, although my well-being was tenuous. Eventually I got to looking in the mirror and became conscious of the portion of my head that had been shaved (they didn't shave all my hair, just the portion surrounding where the tumour was). I was contemplating hacking off the rest of it, or just leaving it like that, waiting for the rest to grow back. But until I decided what to do, I did this silly comb-over, which actually didn't look too bad. The rest of the dream was composed of me quietly fretting about my hair, and my mom being on the verge of tears every time she looked at me.
herculesgirl
Years ago, back when Clinton was President, I'm guessing 1994 or so (it was the early days of his Presidency, before he got into trouble), I dreamed that he came to my apartment and that I felt bad because my apartment was a pigsty, and all I had to eat was Beanie Weenies (lol, I know). But he sat in my nasty kitchen and ate Beanie Weenies with me and was charming.

Flash forward to last nite, when I dreamed that the current President came to my house, which was clean, and I made mac and cheese, the good baked kind with the crusty burny parts on top, and we sat in my clean house eating mac and cheese.

What the fuck, already?
musicfit
I have had some doozies lately.

Most of my dreams have had Buffy characters in them (gotta stop watching those dvds)!

The night before last, I dreampt that I was waiting in a hospital waiting room for what seemed like hours. I don't know if I was waiting for my mom, or for me (my mom has been in and out of the psychiatric unit). But then a doctor came in and told me I was pregnant. I got all excited and rushed home to tell my husband. He said, "oh, no!" Then I was afraid that he would want me to get an abortion (and I am a pro-choice person, so that was strange). It was like if I had become pregnant right now...we would both be freaking out. Then the dream ended with the both of us sitting on the living room couch. He put his head on my lap and curled up, then I pulled him up against me and we had this beautiful sweet hug.

Last night's dream was just disturbing.

I dreampt that my brother came with us on some sort of outing (that's the part of the dream I don't remember). But then I was lying down and my brother was showing me a way to get into another dimension that his girlfriend from Tai Wan taught him. Then he began messaging my stomach in folds and I was very disturbed by it, because it seemed sort of sexual. When I felt myself begin to fade, I sat up and shoved him off of me. Okay. My brother and I have a normal brother/sister relationship, so I don't know what was going on with this dream. This dream left me with an icky feeling ever since I woke up. Does anybody have any ideas about the meaning of this dream?
jsmith
I read on one of those dream sites that when one has a dream in which they are sexual with someone of the same gender (if they're not gay), or with a relative, it means that they are wrangling with something they don't like about themselves in reality.
amilita
I like reading everyone's dreams! Hellotampon, yours cracked me up!

I have ones with a recurrant theme...which is I'm moving and I forget that I have one or more dining room cabinets full of various dishes, knick knacks, kitchy stuff, etc. And so there is this new stress of wondering if I can deal with the stuff or if I should abandon some of it.

So, I'm guessing this has something to do with baggage- mental baggage or whatever. Does that seem obvious, or does anyone have other ideas?
ginger_kitty
hmmm, amilita? Maybe you're right about maybe needing to let something go?

Okay so I have these reaccuring dreams, different places and situations. But I'll be driving somewhere, then all of sudden I am on a bike instead of in the car, next thing I know I walking and panicked that I'll never make it where ever I have to go. Any clues as to what these dreams could mean?
CharliNye
Musicfit,

Your Buffy dreams comment cracked me up! I've been on a steady diet of all 7 seasons for months now! Just finishing 7!

Well, I TOO have been having them show up in my dreams. Spike was showing up in a very sexual way for a while last month. haha

musicfit
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wombat
I dreamed a friend of mine wanted me to do work for her over the weekend. And Even though she would pay me for it, it would take my whole weekend and she would be a pain in the butt. So I sent her an email with my refusal on Monday. Then on Friday she still hadn't found anyone to do it -- this was a taking-advantage kind of thing -- so she came and started yelling at me that I said I would do it and now I was copping out - and I was yelling back that I very specifically told her way in advance that I was NOT DOING IT.

She kept trying to not listen to me and browbeat me into doing it, and I finally got so mad at her I picked up something heavy of hers (forget what) and threw it through her garage door window, breaking a bit of the surrounding frame in the process.
musicfit
QUOTE(pollystyrene @ Jun 12 2006, 11:32 AM) *

I've been having some really weird, realistic dreams the past few nights. <BR> <BR>A couple of nights ago, I had this dream that I was at a friend's house (where I had actually been earlier that night) and I went to use their bathroom. The wall across from the toilet was a big sliding glass door (which it isn't in real life) and I was sitting there and all of a sudden this guy comes up to the glass and I start screaming and he manages to get in. He has a knife. Somehow, I manage to throw something at him and knock the knife out of his hand. I keep screaming, to try to get my boyfriend and friend to come in and save me, but after a couple of screams, I lose my voice. Then I forced myself to wake up. <BR> <BR>I think I had this dream because I was at this friend's house earlier that night and I have has a lifelong fear of an attacker coming through a window or seeing creepy things through windows. I just finished a self-defense class a couple of weeks ago, and using your voice was a big part of it. It was a very good sign that in the dream I was able to scream at all- when I had those dreams before the class, nothing would come out. At least now, my subconscious has reassured me that if I really was attacked, I'd probably be able to scream and even fight back. Also, in said self-defense class, my teacher recommended a book called "Her Wits About Her"- it's a collection of true stories from women who successfully fought off an attacker. It's out of print now, but I found it on eBay and just started reading it, so I think it triggered the dream too. It has a whole section of stories from women who prevented an attack just by using their voice. Good book, though- hopefully it won't cause too many more bad dreams. <BR> <BR>Then, last night I dreamt that I was back at my parents' house with my boyfriend (like maybe we were living there for some reason? Couldn't really tell) His mom came to drop something off and I went outside to get it from her. She starts going through the trash cans and sees that we're buying regular milk and she flips out and starts yelling that we need to buy organic milk and we're just too cheap and we should spend the extra money- she's really hostile about it. She yells about some other stuff and I go back in the house. I start to tell my boyfriend and my parents about how weird she's being and my dad says, "I think there's something you should know- [my boyfriend's name] has been cheating on you and reading your email and taking money from your account to spend on stuff." I was just really confused and shocked about what was going on. I tried to ask my dad why he would say that and how he would know, and meanwhile my boyfriend is just sitting there, not looking guilty and not denying anything my dad just said. My dad wouldn't tell my how he knew all of this and my boyfriend was just very non-chalant about it, like "oh, yeah, I did all of that, I don't really care about you anymore." And I kept protesting, trying to figure out what was going on, what he would have seen in my email that would have caused him to leave. He said something about his mom being offended by something I said, but it was something really insignificant (maybe that's why she was so pissed off about the milk!) and he was just ignoring me. <BR> <BR>I forced myself to wake up and was disoriented for a few seconds. I realized I was in my own house, he was sleeping next to me (and hogging the bed as usual <IMG SRC="http://lounge.bust.com/discus/clipart/happy.gif" ALT=":-)" BORDER=0>) I rolled over towards him and actually started to cry a little. It took me a while to fall back asleep. <BR> <BR>Not sure why I had this dream. Very strange. I'm a little insecure about my relationship with him, but more on my end than his. <BR> <BR>Has anyone found that if you make a conscious effort to not dream about something scary, you won't? Like, if I saw a scary movie, or heard a scary story during the day, when I go to bed, if I consciously think, "Don't dream about that", I don't. <BR> <BR>When we came home last night, a friend of one of our neighbors had passed out drunk on the stairs that go up to the second floor of our building. It was really startling when we walked in to find this guy laying there. Once we were sure he was still breathing, we went back out and pushed the intercom button for the neighbor (we wouldn't have been able to walk around him to get up the stairs to knock on the door) and the neighbor came down and collected the guy. Before I went to bed, I thought, "no dreams about creepy drunk guys." <BR> <BR>Sorry for the long post, but a lot of times, my dreams become repetitive if I don't talk about them. It's pretty unusual for me to have bad dreams, especially ones that still creep me out when I'm awake, so hopefully the past few nights are just a coincidence.



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jsmith
I save frappuccino bottles and collect my change in them. Last night I dreamt that I went into my closet (I keep my bottles there) and found them filled with water. I came back later and goldfish had randomly formed in one of them, and there were tiny dead white lab rats at the bottom. I was thinking "why didn't I nurture those little rats?" THEN it finally occured to me that life forms had randomly generated in a bottle of water. What in the world???
jsmith
REALLY strange dream early this morning
Okay, the clap is another name for gonorrhea (sp), right? Well, in this dream it wasn't an STD, it was comparable to the bubonic plague in that it killed rapidly at its onset, and caused wicked sores.
Well I was at an all-girls private school, and my entire class had the clap. Since everyone had it (including a professor), I automatically assumed I MUST have it. So we kind of isolated ourselves in the library so we wouldn't infect anyone. There was a fridge in the library, and I went to it to grab an apple. Every single one was bad. I thought "How appropriate. A fridge full of apples that are decomposing, just like us." Then I walked over to a mirror (which I had ceased doing since the beginning of the illness), but didn't see any of the horrid marks that were showing up on everybody else. I thought "*Great*, this is gonna be a miserable, drawn out process and I'm going to be the last to go."
Suddenly the library dissolved, and I was in an unfamiliar room with my mom and dad. They both had the sores peculiar to the clap. Then I remembered (the way we remember things in dreams that really never happened) that my father had told me that the disease is latent in a few people for six years. I asked him about that, and he said "Yeah, but remember, when you see the marks, it's downhill from there." I went over to a mirror, but there was nothing but the smudged makeup I hadn't bothered to remove when I first thought I was ill. I had another miserable thought:"I might have six years to dwell on my impending DEATH. This sucks." I got to thinking about when I would have contracted the illness, but simply couldn't remember any time when I had made contact with anybody's sores (which was necessary to catch it). So maybe I didn't have it...
My dad told me I could go to the doctor and take a test that would tell me for sure if I had it. So that's what I did, and they gave me this pill that would tell them if I was infected or not. It BURNED going down, and I had no idea how that was supposed to tell them anything. As I was waking up (still in the dream, though), I was suddenly back in my room, and my brother popped his head in and said "The doctor just called. Your test came back negative."
I just wonder how in hell my mind chose "the clap" for the name of the disease.
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bunnyb
Last night I dreamt of Manderley again... that practically all of my teeth fell out. I think this is to do with anxiety - can anyone shed some light?
musicfit
I have actually heard that teeth falling out in a dream had to do with anxiety. Several people have posted dreams like that in here. smile.gif
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gogosgirl
I guess I've been really lonely...I dreamt about sex with jake gyllenhall. I was so psyched! I thold him how I loved his movies, and how I saw brokeback mountain twice, then I realized I should stop yapping and enjoy myself. in retrospect, I think I dreamt of him because 1) I really am lonely, but 2) I totally identify with the character of jack twist, who is in love with love and totally optimistic about it, and willing to do anything for it. god, I'm a sorry sap.
ginger_kitty
I had a terrible dream that one of my dogs died. I totally fell apart in the dream. It was unnerving, I was upset even after I woke up. I know it was just a dream, but my dreams can be so vivid and realistic.
musicfit
Awww, Ginger, that's not fun. sad.gif

I had a very strange dream.

My parents had dragged me to some kind of football game and I had to sit by Dick Cheney who was on oxygen and I could hear every breath he took. It was so irritating.

Then I kept going up to my parents to talk to them, but they kept saying that they were trying to listen to the game and that I should just sit down and be quiet and we would talk later. Soon after that, I finally found out how to get away from Cheney and I found a little booth that was far away from everyone else. I kept getting up and telling my parents about Buffy the vampire slayer and a slew of other things and they kept telling me to sit down and be quiet. I think my dad was sick or something. I don't completely remember. Then a popular girl who I knew from high school asked me if I knew where a certain thing was that I hadn't seen since high school and I said I didn't know. I think she was trying to organize a reunion or something. I think at that point, I realized we were at my high school football stadium.

I decided that if noone wanted to talk to me that I would just go home. When I got home, there was condensation on the ceiling and these huge dragonflys the size of chickens that were flying around. I kept killing these other bugs and hiding from the dragon flys that kept swooping down. There was condensation and water dripping down from the ceiling in every room and it was beyond my control. When my parents got home, I ran to tell them and made them look to see what was going on. I was telling my dad to kill the bugs and make things better. I remember thinking in the dream that this has happened to me before (with the ceiling condensation and all the big bugs). I remember thinking at least the dragonflys would eat the house centipedes which didn't look as good. Then I woke up. ohmy.gif
jsmith
That reminds me of a dream I had quite a while back, Ginger. Very heartbreaking. I was in some public place, and I had my dog with me (my dog in real life). She suddenly got sick, and I kept thinking I had to get her to a vet. I picked her up and took her into a big bathroom, but when I looked back down at her, all that was left of her was a clean, white skeleton.
musicfit
This was a verrrry strange dream.

It started out with my heart being broken. My husband ended up getting back together with his ex-fiance' (who is married right now, so it couldn't happen anyway) and they ended up having sex. He was completely invested in being with her and told me that I wouldn't be able to be with him anymore. I felt awful. I kept working on him and telling him that I am his wife and he can't be with his ex-fiance'. I finally ended up convincing him to drop her and he admitted he had wanted to be with me all along. Then he got angry at her and said, "You wanted to have sex with me and be with me and I have a WIFE!" Then she began acting crazy. I don't remember what she did actually.

At one point, I found out that my friend had started a day-care and she had a little ramp coming out of her house that had the name of the daycare on it. I told my dad about it and he rolled his eyes mockingly saying, "Daycare?" Like she was nuts or stupid for starting a daycare or something. Yet my parents were advertising to start a business of their own that had something to do with psychedelic stuff. They wanted to clear their reputations that were messed up because they had done acid and other drugs in the 1960s. I commended them for it.

The second part of the dream I was in Iraq with a German family. My parents were trying to advertise some sort of business. There were little kids with the German family and I was shocked that the parents would let the kids just walk outside with no warning. There were bombs and guns firing and I kept having to go outside. I would duck so none of the gunfire could kill me and then crawl across the ground to get to where ever I was going. Sometimes I would see tanks driving toward the house and I would duck until they were gone and then quickly crawl outside. At the end of the dream, the German family went home and I was still wondering how those kids made it inside and out with no scratches or wounds.
jsmith
I had a dream last night with lots of commotion.
I was standing outside of a convenience store which I lived down the street from a long time ago. It was night, and a bunch of other people were standing outside too. We couldn't get in, so we started making noise to get someone to unlock the door. Finally, the cashier came and unlocked the door, and we all went in. But the cashier was acting very strange. A lot of people were saying she's drunk, she's messed up on drugs, but to me it seemed like she was about to have a stroke. Eventually she did collapse, and I called 911. The person I spoke with said an ambulance would be dispatched immediately. But, half an hour later, no ambulance. No matter, though. The cashier seemed to have gone back to normal. Suddenly there were bright lights and loud explosions outside, and we ran to the doorway to see what was going on. There were planes and helicopters and bombs going off and emergency & construction vehicles all over. Two T-Rex (dinosaurs) were hauling ass down the street amid all the commotion. I was shocked at the sight of these two dinosaurs, naturally, thinking "These guys went extinct AGES ago!" I turned to the cashier and told her we'd better get the hell out of the way or else we'd be crushed like kittens (I don't know what I meant by that) by the rampaging dinosaurs. So we went to the back of the store and she started acting strange again. I figured that no ambulance was going to show up, and I didn't want to stick around anymore, so I decided to go home and take the cashier with me so I could keep an eye on her. We got into my car and I started to drive to the house I lived in long ago. Off in the distance I saw another T-Rex bound by. Moments later one of the construction vehicles dropped its shovel thingy on the hood of my car. Then I remembered that I no longer lived on that side of town, and thought maybe none of this crap was going on on my side of town, so I immediately turned (despite the shovel) and headed in that direction.
wombat
jsmith: You are pregnant.
jsmith
Bahahahaha!! I hope not. Then I'd be forced to believe in immaculate conception tongue.gif
musicfit
Okay, I've been having some seriously wierd ones lately.

The night before last, I dreamt that my parents moved us to the desert in Egypt (I have no idea why I was living with my parents in my dream). We were living in a house over by the pyramids and the Nile river. I was terrified, because there was this huge wind storm coming and I could not believe that they moved us to the desert. I could not see the pyramids, but I did see this huge ruin that sort of looked like the Taj Mahal except seriously in ruin. I could see that ruin right in front of the big picture window. I was so terrified.

I remember that quite awhile back, I was trying to swim in the Nile and there were alligators and I somehow miraculously was able to get away from them.

Last night, I dreamt that I lost a tooth and it was a tooth that was visible. I noticed it was a little loose, so I wiggled it harder and harder thinking that it wouldn't come out, but I felt it with my tongue and realized that it did. I remember thinking oh my god, I'm going to look like a hick with a tooth missing. I told my husband and then looked in the mirror and smiled. To my horror, I could see the gap when I smiled. blink.gif
jsmith
Ooo, that first was sounded interesting!
I've had many dreams about loose teeth. They pretty much always come out, and are definitely visible. I remember an especially horrifying tooth dream: I was probably 11 or 12 in the dream, and my mouth was absolutely full of these skinny, long, bunched up rows of teeth. I thought "So much for those damned braces" and grabbed a pair of pliers.................... and started pulling out all these teeth. They came out easy, but my gums got stretched out REALLY bad. I remember looking in the mirror and looking closely at my gums, they looked like stalactites. I took comfort in the thought that my adult teeth would grow in normally, and not so numerous.
thepointybird
QUOTE(jsmith @ Oct 6 2006, 07:07 PM) *

Ooo, that first was sounded interesting!
I've had many dreams about loose teeth. They pretty much always come out, and are definitely visible. I remember an especially horrifying tooth dream: I was probably 11 or 12 in the dream, and my mouth was absolutely full of these skinny, long, bunched up rows of teeth. I thought "So much for those damned braces" and grabbed a pair of pliers.................... and started pulling out all these teeth. They came out easy, but my gums got stretched out REALLY bad. I remember looking in the mirror and looking closely at my gums, they looked like stalactites. I took comfort in the thought that my adult teeth would grow in normally, and not so numerous.

Jsmith, I read somewhere years ago that apparently if you dream about your teeth falling out, it means you have a subconcious fear of getting old. Bizarre!

The other night I dreamt that the steps of the stoop in front of my flat were covered in a weird, thin pleather-type material, which I decided to remove, much to the chagrin of my landlord. Very odd.
musicfit
I had some strange ones again.

The first half of the dream, I was in a sexuality class, except taught by my diagnosis professor. Willow from Buffy the vampire slayer was in the class. We were all supposed to do a reading and then draw a picture of a penis. I saw Willow's picture and it was of a vagina. Of course, I thought it must be just an odd-looking penis (my subconcious mind can be a bit dense). I looked at Willow and she had this cute little satisfied smile on her face (Buffy fans will understand the vagina thing).

Ummm...forgot the other dream. Have to get back to you on that one.

jsmith
Hm, a subconscious fear of getting old.. seems to go along with the idea that teeth falling out in a dream have to do with vanity. I must admit that I DO NOT want get old. And I am just a little bit vain (a little).
What do y'all think it means if you dream about malls a lot? I don't like malls. Actually I kind of hate them. But every once in a while I dream that I'm in a mall, and it's close to closing time so it isn't crowded. I'm searching through all the stores at break-neck speed trying to find something I simply can't live without. Never find the thing, though.
ginger_kitty
I've had a couple teeth falling out dreams.....they freaked me out.

Last night I had a dream I was pregnant and my husband was extremely mad at me b/c we don't wan't children. So I had the baby, but it turned out to be a puppy that looked like a mix between our hound and another dog that we have. We were really relieved that we didn't have to raise a baby, but my hubby was upset that the dog didn't look like him. And I became obsessed with the fact that I got huge tiger striped-like stretch marks all across my belly. I kept thinking I wouldn't be able to handle looking at myself and seeing them........

I am a wierdo......
stargazer
in addition to vanity...teeth falling out is a sign of anxiety or some emotional distress...

i would have dreams of my teeth falling out when i felt things were out of my control.
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