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Dream Interpretation / Confused

« on: March 06, 2012, 01:29:07 AM »

I dreamt that I was lying in bed, about to sleep, but it was bright out. Then this really big dopey guy starts to slowly walk into the room. I yell "get out!" and he backs away, almost all the way out the door. He sorts of hovers, undecided, then advances again. This time I yell again, but my voice is hoarse, I yell as loud as I can, but it hardly makes a sound. I scream to "go away","help", and "rape". But he continues to advance. For whatever reason I had next to me a clean glass casserole dish... which I used to hit the big slow moving guy over the back of the head, and he was knocked unconscious. My "roommate" of this dream happened to be a very good friend of mine. He entered, probably hearing the noise, saw what happened, held me, and ushered me out of the house with him to go find help.

I had another dream where there was a big tidal wave, and this good friend and I found refuge on a tall building, and helped a lot of people stay alive, and the water was very clear below, and the stars very clear above, and it was pouring rain... I think the weather must have changed a few times...

The strange thing about both of these dreams is that the same person is there with me, and for whatever reason, I am always in the nude, seeing myself from outside my body for parts of the dream.

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Dream Interpretation / Re: A calm murder...

« on: January 29, 2012, 09:31:05 PM »

I got so excited when I read your interpretation that I forgot to say thank you! I have had a series of amazing epiphanies since, and asking myself over and over, and the answer came. I sacrificed my presence, my ability to have joy, I traded it for worry about the future when I was very very young, and now I remember. I have been having daily occurrences of pure presence, and the associated feelings of joy for the past week.

 And then last night, I dreamt that I had really long hair, which I have had, but now it is shoulder length, And then I went to put it in a braid because it was all in the way, and easily tangled. Instead I cut it all off, unevenly... I looked like a bald Barbie doll, varying lengths of pieces sticking every which way, and a shiny bald spot on the front. But I wasn't upset, just a bit confused why I cut it off, because I liked it long.

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Dream Interpretation / A calm murder...

« on: January 13, 2012, 07:06:07 PM »

I dreamt that I was with my friend, and we plotted to kill this person, but I had to do the deed for some reason. While the act was taking place, the person was represented by a very soft little animal. The lighting was warm and dark, and I was feeling very loving and calm, accompanied by deep sadness as I snapped the little creature's neck with my bare hands. I was very aware of the softness, and the feeling of the fragile spine crunching underneath. There was a reason I had to do it, it was holding us back from something. After doing so, I went to this big multi-sided room, that had long, heavy velvet curtains covering the walls. I went behind the curtains, and collected a whole bunch of fist-sized pieces of clear optical calcite, all in the quadrilateral shape, as well as other perhaps light blue crystals. In the centre of the room was a plinth, and there was the intention, but perhaps not the action, of placing this animal on it. The person it represented has no meaning to me, I don't know them that well in real life and we are not really friends. His partner was in the room, and she believed they had broken up, and she had no idea what I had done. She was giving me a whole bunch of crystals she had given to him that were presented in the room. The were all soft pinks, creamy whites, sparkly, and had smooth curves instead of jagged edges, much like smithsonite. I asked my friend if she had told her(the partner) and she said no, and I felt weird, because I realized that I was some how coerced by her into committing the act, even though it felt right at the time. I also seem to remember mirrors but I don't know where or in what context... but I cannot recall any sort of reflection.

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Dream Interpretation / Dead Babies?

« on: January 27, 2011, 07:17:37 AM »

Me and another woman, who identified with as a friend, accompanied me by spacecraft to another planet after saying goodbye to my brother (as a toddler, but he is older than me) in his bedroom where we grew up. Space was beautiful, the trip was short but meaningful. Upon arrival to the new planet, me and my friend started to look for someone or something that we had ?lost? Then i was alone. The landscape was sandy and garbage was strewn about, as I walked, I came upon a trail of broken glass. I followed it, until I became aware that I was walking along a wall, where I saw light shining through a small doorway. I peeked in the doorway, but I didn't go inside. I saw a large beautiful blooming peach coloured gladiola at the edge of a cliff. The cliff’s edge was a small plateau, and then three steps lead from it to me. The steps were worn out; I was afraid to go down them to look at the flower, for fear of falling off the cliff. I also noticed a lush green forest in the valley down below. I got nervous for looking too long, because I was afraid curiosity would win and I would die. Just as I was about to turn away and continue on my way, I saw a small child’s arm. I spoke softly to it, it came into view, its face very plain, its eyes blue. I coaxed it to come away from the edge, towards me, out of danger from falling off the edge. It looks at me, and sort of smiled, and started to come my way. Then, at the base of the stairs, she reached down, at which point I saw two sets of undeveloped breasts, like those of a child, growing on her back. She picked up an infant by the arm, showing it to me like a rag doll, and she said “dead baby!”. She then repeated the phrase and showed my another one, closer to the base of the stairs. I knew she wasn’t going to come to me, but I still hoped she would. She kept repeating the phrase, then started to point to herself. I wanted to look away, because I knew she was going to jump. But I couldn’t. She said “dead baby” once more, and did a sort of back dive off the cliff. I backed out of the doorway and leaned against the wall, and I heard her scream.

What could this mean? I don't usually remember my dreams, especially not his well.... I think it is important.