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 Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2010 12:54 pm
I have a talent of which I'm rather proud. I can analyze dreams and help you interpret what your unconscious is trying to tell you. I'd love to show off my talent and analyze your dreams. I've also been told that my analyses helped people a lot during times of stress.
I invite you to share your dreams here, and/or offer your own analyses. I'll do my best to give each dream a thorough analysis, since, after all, it was my idea.
May harmony and joy permeate your life!
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 2:41 pm
I dream about zombies, and razors, and killing.
Once there was a killer box. He was a barber. It happened after I watched Sweeney Todd.
And often times about the Jigsaw killer chasing me around and slashing me to bits.
And, the zombies.
Last night it was one of my... not so good friends turned into a zombie and ate me.
I'm tired of this bullcrahp.
I must Knoww. XD
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 3:05 pm
Can u PM my friend? Her name is Kleopatra Selene. She is havign this same dream over and over and over and it freaks both of us out. Please PM her, tell her Coral sent you. I would greatly appreciate it.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 12:55 pm
Okay, try this one out.
Years ago when I was at school in New Mexico I laid down for an evening nap. I don't quite remember falling asleep (I know I did though, I'm far too much of a skeptic to believe otherwise), but I remember laying in bed, with every detail of my room exactly as it was normally. I was laying on my back, but began to feel as though I was rising in the air. I was gently turned over through some unseen force not of my own, but instead of seeing my bed beneath me, there was only a dark abyss. I was released and entered a free fall into the darkness. I couldn't see anything around me, not even from whence I'd come, but could feel that I was falling faster and faster. Even though it was pitch black, somehow everything below was becoming darker. Suddenly I halted in mid fall, not as if hitting the ground, but as if arrested in mid air by unseen forces. From below, I began to feel the most horrible presence of evil and malevolence radiate out and wash over me in stronger and stronger waves. A figure began to rise from below, somehow blacker than even the impossibly black surroundings. It's eyes opened and glowed an ominous blood red. He rose up to the very limits of his reach, and stretched out his arm as far as it could go. His hand reached to my chest, and his extended, clawed finger passed through as if my chest weren't really there. He reached with his finger to my heart, and placed a scratch on it. In the instant it happened, it became clear to me that his intent was not to damage me, but instead to brand me like a head of cattle. I woke up immediately, and was in my bed.
Okay, let's hear any deeper meaning this one.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 2:00 pm
Just out of interest, could you give your analysis for this dream I had when I was little. Unfortunatly I can't remember if anything was happening at the time but I was generally a happy kid. Anyways, here's the dream:
I was older and was living in an isolated wooden cabin (you know, the sort with a porch and rocking chair outside) with my dog that I had in real life, except that instead of her being a little ginger mongrel, she was a rather big black labrador (and strangley enough both my father and best friend ended up having black lab bitches XD). Anyways, different members of my family kept visiting me and my dog kept attacking them for seemingly no reason. Apparently, acording to my omniscient self (the part that's detatched from you in the dream that knows what's going on and sort of controls it in a way. Mines a sadist gonk ), all of the family members were actually asassins out to kill me and Susie, my dog, knew this and was trying to stop them.
Thanks biggrin
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 2:05 pm
Lord Bitememan Okay, try this one out. Years ago when I was at school in New Mexico I laid down for an evening nap. I don't quite remember falling asleep (I know I did though, I'm far too much of a skeptic to believe otherwise), but I remember laying in bed, with every detail of my room exactly as it was normally. I was laying on my back, but began to feel as though I was rising in the air. I was gently turned over through some unseen force not of my own, but instead of seeing my bed beneath me, there was only a dark abyss. I was released and entered a free fall into the darkness. I couldn't see anything around me, not even from whence I'd come, but could feel that I was falling faster and faster. Even though it was pitch black, somehow everything below was becoming darker. Suddenly I halted in mid fall, not as if hitting the ground, but as if arrested in mid air by unseen forces. From below, I began to feel the most horrible presence of evil and malevolence radiate out and wash over me in stronger and stronger waves. A figure began to rise from below, somehow blacker than even the impossibly black surroundings. It's eyes opened and glowed an ominous blood red. He rose up to the very limits of his reach, and stretched out his arm as far as it could go. His hand reached to my chest, and his extended, clawed finger passed through as if my chest weren't really there. He reached with his finger to my heart, and placed a scratch on it. In the instant it happened, it became clear to me that his intent was not to damage me, but instead to brand me like a head of cattle. I woke up immediately, and was in my bed. Okay, let's hear any deeper meaning this one.
I suppose it would mean that satan has claimed you, but that is impossible, he can only do that if you do witchcraft, or worship him. (like a vampire, useless 'unless invited in.)
Its clearly just to scare you, because thats all he can do.
be careful though, you may start to see demons.
but they cannot harm you, Satan rules by fear, and lies. do not fall prey to fear.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 7:53 pm
I don't remember my dreams, so you can't help me biggrin
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 3:20 pm
I dreamed that when me and my girlfriend met (internet relationship) I was taking a nap and was curled up with my pooh bear plushie. She hates pooh bear and got my knife out of my purse and cut pooh bear's head off, hid the head, and put the rest of pooh bear back with me. I woke up and calmly asked where she put his head. She wouldn't tell me. I held pooh bear close and cried "I'm sorry pooh bear! I'm sorry I couldn't protect you!" Eventually she got the head and gave it to me and I found a little sewing kit and sewed his head back on. After that I wouldn't talk to her or let her touch me the rest of the day.
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 3:50 pm
emo yeah okay. I'll tell you my depression dreams.
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 4:24 pm
Well I pretty much figured what my consciousness was trying to tell me through my dreams with the help of Cornelious Rumstuckle's book of Wizardry which I highly recommend btw.But I'd be glad to share them anyway.
I met a girl once.Her name was Roberta Macias.She and I managed to become best friends,although very competitive in Bobby and ,well, everything.I called her Bobby,a nickname that her sisters gave her.Bobby and I were both disliked and unnoticed by both when we first started middle school.We weren't very good at socializing other than doing so with each other.Our lives were down to s**t due to the violence,drinking and many other chaos factors that happened around our neighborhoods and families.We lived surprisingly close to each other.At that time my oldest brother had just died a year and a half ago,and my other abusive brother blamed me for it.He mentally and physically tortured me.Bobby's family wasn't so nice to her either.Her mother was single and they lived in a decaying house.The few differences between me and her were our point of views towards life.She used to talk to me about going away.Escaping from this rotten town and all the damned memories in it.Flying away,far far away.We hated the school we were in to.But she made me keep the promise that I would graduate and go away with her.We I was negative about everything.To me,we were done for.Our lives were here and in mi point of view all we could do was sit and rot.I remember how she used to pet my long hair saying that everything would be fine.And then hold me close in a hug,feeling her heart beat on my chest like if they had some sort of connection.Another thing we differed in was where we lived.Even though we were close to each other,there was a line between our neighborhoods.The line that formed between cameron park making the east side (el puerto) and the south side (sur 13).I had been a sureno since I was six years old.My brothers forced me to get clicked in,taking a 13 secon (or more like a 2 minute seeing how slow they counted) beating by 6 other guys.Bobby was not clicked in to El Puerto,but it was still extremely dangerous to see each other.We were forbidden to be next to each other due to our gang's conflict over territory.But for us it didn't matter.Eventually I completely fell iin love with her and we started going out.Every day she would kiss me and hold me tight.When it was cold outside,we held each other close.I felt her protective warmth.But our gangs noticed.They started going after me.Eventually it got to the point where I exploded when they said they would harm her.Enraged,I grabbed the nearest beer bottle,popped half of it off and fought all of them.I got hurt bad,but I kept on fighting and fighting.I broke one of their noses and someone's arm.I got kicked out of school and sent to BAC.For months Bobby was alone.Others bullied her and her family problems got worse.Her sister got sent far away.She cried and cried,feeling hopeless and alone.She grew up to hate me for leaving her even after I got out,and we never talked again.She moved somewhere else,but still in the same city.I still sometimes see her walking or riding the bus home.I miss her.I still love her.I dream about her,my remorse eating me and tearing me apart.The following is a collection of dreams that I had during night and day that I wrote down and saved on my laptop:
First I dreamt that I was still with her,before fighting,before breaking up,before breaking that idiot's nose getting expelled,getting sent away and going a different path.I was dreaming that I knew what would happen and I tried to prevent it.then I woke uo at around 2 a.m. and fell back asleep.
Then I dreamt almost the same thing but with a slight variable that turned the dream into a semi night mare, romantic,slaughter brain orgy.I dreamt that we were in school and a friggin zombie infestation hit the building and the streets and we had to get out.we had to make way through the gym,hallways and cafeteria until reaching the janitors closet and locking ourselves in there (you can imagine what happened in there >.>).The friggin door to the janitors closet looked exactly like the door to a safe room in left4dead2.we had to get out of school by reaching the bus area and calling the bus thingy but by doing so a zombie horde would be alerted by the noise or something.And then I woke up.It was 11 a.m.
I fell back asleep,and at first I'm not sure I had dreamt anything but before I knew it I was in a scenario somewhat like the end of The legend of Zelda surprised carina of time,where zelda and link are standing facing each other and there's nothing but blank around,and zelda uses the ocarina of time to on link to make him into child again because he didn't get to enjoy his childhood. yea, it was like that exept you-know-who was there instead of princess zelda >.> . well it was a long and really akward chat but basically she was granting me a wish that I had asked her for around the time that we first met.She held me close to her chest,and told me that everything was going to be alright.I started to cry.
Then s**t got reaaaaaaally freaky.It was like the sin city environment where everything's like gray and really dramatic.well I saw my dead brothers coming out from one of those old huge trash can box thingies,and of course,placed in a dark alley.But they were around six or 7 just like in that old photo in our dam living room.Really creepy 80's music was playing and the dam place started looking like a ******** alice in wonderland like acid trip.
...........and then I woke up.and it was 5:00 p.m.
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 4:35 pm
My dream scares me
ok I'm in the world of harry potter and Fma crossed over with hellsing and Ignointo and the humonculi (+eddie) are with voldy and Harry's dead and I'm the new saivor but the the baslik comes out and manages to posess Alucard who starts killing everyone and so I stop him and he turning into my best freind then I'm in a world of black and the ghosts of my still alive freinds are there and they say I'm going to kill them its my fault then it's really creepy cause spiders just consume me and I become a vampire and go one a blood frenzy and kill everyone I love and when I do wake up I'm litteraly crying I haven't slept well since. HELP!
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 5:07 pm
i had an interesting one not too long ago;
i was like a representative for some company, and was nervous as i went into this grocery store that was similar to a real one i was in, sort of like a mix of different ones i like. it was just me, regular ol me in a really nice formal outfit. then it gets kinda odd; inside it looked like something i saw from my french class abour french department stores, and the girl who came to meet me was the lady in dragon drive who helps kids find dragons
~(i kept thinking as i read what kind of dragon would get matched with me, and was imagining the kinds of things i like, and how my real personality/strengths could be put into draconic form. then i think about how they preobably wouldn't have one for a character i made to help stop my spiral into depression; that comes into it....)~
she was talking to me (i think it was for an interview to work there....oh, and btw i alternately got there from my dad's car, and his bike; at the same time, they were there in the parking lot -_- don't ask, idk...i stepped out of the car though) and took me out the back to another parking lot, like a mall ive been too. there i was wactching, as ME in the outfit, a darkly lit scene of an injured dragon (SORT of like the one called chibi in dragon drive, but not quite) at the side of what i knew to be the sea, that i could get to by hopping over a fence thing and walking on a boardwalk/bridge thing to where the dragon was on a rock in this small sandy area. colors were primarily a dark blue. then my focus shifted as i became this person (but i could see the 'me' that was actually based off of MYSELF) who DID go over the fence, and it was like i was a mix of myself and the character i had made, and i went over to help the dragon. we talked, and then light appeared underwater, which the dragon needed to heal. i went under as this guy (once again, sort of based off of the dragon drive character...though it was ME, so basically female. ugh, i know...lol) and saw it, but it was too deep for me to swim after; then i had to drink this strange water at this one little spot at the edge of the sand, making no sense since it was like a ruler-sized spot of this water, despite small waves in the sea. it's all dark blues and stuff now, and the bridgewalk is nearly invisible, and the sun i was in earlier is gone. anyways, the water changed me so that i could sort of carry the dragon's strength with me, and i got the orb; imagine a clear glowing pearl. i held it, he healed, and then he ABSORBED the orb, and we became connected somehow, so that he was MY dragon....
okay, another shift; im back as MYSELF in the nice dress, seeming to see the couple drift into haze as the scene darkens, implying that they had many adventures together and were never seen again. its sunny again, and its like a movie where the lady im with is telling the story and im watching it, then being a part of it, then watching the end. she says somethin about it being like the legend of the area, and now i see it as a river scene from a DIFFERENT dream of mine (tired yet?) then i wish that I could do that, both as my rational self watching this, (the dream), and the formally-dressed person who "saw" everything...shifting again
im in the dark scene again, more myself/partially my character and SORT OF looking like the guy from before that was 'me' for a bit (oh, and it was like a movie, the 'sight' changing from ME seeing things, to WATCHING the person do things..in the darkness) it's light behind the bridgwalk again, and i can see what looks like ivy on vines handing off the fence handrail thing. im thinking how neat it would be about the dragon, and how they supposedly returned to remember how they met or something. i get down and just randomly drink the weird water, a lot of it, and dragon lands by me. i dont hear or see or feel it land, its just THERE as i turn it around. he mentions something about the weird water, and looks a little bit like the dragon from before. i shrug, let him what i know about the story, and it looks at me oddly. i have to dive again for an orb glowing, but it's farther out than before...i return to the other dragon, and a few things are different; here is where he mentions the other couple coming back, the dragon is bigger, sounds different, and i have to drink more water. my conscious thoughts at the time is that it could be the other dragon's offspring, and that as far out as the orb was, i needed to be like a water dragon -_- ive been told water is like my main element, but i also like the idea offlying, sooooo.....yeah. the dragon's voce sounds like two people speaking at the same time, in a semi-weird harmonious way like one deep voice resonating with a different echo. then it comes to me, that the lady only mentioned how it was SAID they visit, and that the dragon looks like the earlier one, only OLDER~~and without a person, and saying he needs help, they somehow fused together into one body, and while they didn't mind, they found it more convenient to be in different bodies (i think this bit came from watching an episode of Warehouse 13 where two people got stuck into a single body, switching between the two, and exploded after too long -_- i have odd dreams, NOT AT ALL drug influenced!! >.< and i can control them somewhat, but this was mostly random to me.......except for intentions, and my actual self making observations....and i should probably mention, this was as i was waking up, so i WAS semi-conscious of things going on around me a little bit)
thats pretty much it, except for whatever i forgot and didn't put down, and details that i saw but either cant remember or don't think are quite necessary....help? id like to know that wishing and getting what i wish isn't only wishful dreaming on my part, or if it's just a really active imagination and whatnot -_- lol......ive had other odd dreams involving me having a duty or being something like a prophesied savior, but i don't usually mind, because i either gain something or change into something i like (basically, i benefit so i don't mind helping or wahtever) i CAN say for sure, i am quite frustrated with my life at the moment, and how i feel depressingly average without anything special about me -_- and how im weak etc....that sort of thing emo so, yeah...partially why my dreams are so cool to me crying because id like it if they were REAL!!!
sorry, that's really long......................... crying but still, that's as much as i can remember and add detail to; it's from a few days ago..... sweatdrop y-e-a-h...
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