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Post Your Dreams Thread

Johnny7oak

Johnny7oak

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I seem to recall having visions/dreams of "Q" and other trek character where a wizard brings the cast to a magic layer, to which Q is trapped in an hour glass... and several others. The notion replayed for me tonight in smaller degree when I recounted the thought of metaphysics of where one goes or if they just blink out, like some people say.

Anyways, as I recall thinking about metaphysics it comes up like a Trojan sometimes. Tonight I was thinking of a transmitter and receiver that echo back and forth existence, and then about a fathom was the grains of magical sand working through a great metaphysics reaction until inert and equating a universe... to which the magician turns the glass back over...

Relationation to trek: I remembered of Q and other cast being trapped in the magicians lair to which Q is in a punishment zone of his own bleeding away his essence into sand. Is this from an episode or is just something I've got going on in my sickness and sleep?
 
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Johnny, I changed your title to make this a general "Post Your Dreams" thread so that it has a chance to generate some discussion beyond just your own experience.
 
Oh, I'm so glad this came up today because last night I had one of those dreams with insultingly obvious symbolism that I hate, but which is also hilarious:

I dreamed I finally got the kitten I've wanted, but it turned into a litter of puppies, and then the puppies started complaining. And then they turned into badly behaved children.
 
Two nights ago I had a dream that my wife and I were seeing U2 in some kind of plain room. They were just standing in the corner, and we were working our way up to the very front.

Next thing I know the landlord comes in with a gun and says we're making too much noise and he starts firing. I get shot in both legs, and my wife gets shot once in her leg. I'm looking down and I can see the blood running down my calves. I'm calling out for help but no response.

Finally I make it into another room where two nurses are watching television. I ask them if anyone was going to call an ambulance because my wife and I have been shot. One nurse turns to me and says "Everyone else is fine."

That's when I woke up.

:shrug:
 
I am worried about my dream the other night to which I was buying groceries, and recounted the dream when I actually went to the grocery store and looked at the soda section... I hope it wasn't a strong telepath out for my bank card number.
 
Last nights dream? Let's just say it was some close social interaction with a handsome gentleman. :D
As my dreams usually are strictly PG 13, I blame the current heatwave.
 
I had another dream of merchandise again.

I was in what looked like a giant playset for action figures. The ceiling was low, but I seemed to be able to move normally just fine--as if I were phasing through.

There were He-Man play-sets--but they joined into the plastic wall that seemed to stetch the fake rock formation beyond the tiny toy set. Kids were playing with action figures there.

I moved to a museum room with all kinds of model spacecraft. There were screens in the wall. One showed some anime of a ship that was very detailed--beyond even the Valley Forge of Silent Ruiing. It had huge solar wings that were actually superstructure the closer you got to it. A tragedy (only on screen) occurred--and somehow the ship became rose like--one bulb in front of another, larger bulb--but reversed--swept back. Layered.

I saw what looked to be a young Sternbach working on models. There was a scene where orange ships of every possible construction were chased by a single blue-white federation saucer ship. An E-wing back bone detached and followed the ships, and the main body became a guitar that was played.

This was before I saw Beyond, mind you. As if I could feel it's rock vibe coming even before seeing it.
 
My dream was a nightmare. I had to solve some story problems. I do not like numbers/math, so this was very stressful to me. The total was 72 and it involved figuring out how many pumpkins and several other items made up the 72. I had to use paper and pencil and there were pictures just like the problems in grade school. Good thing my husband's snoring woke me up because this was a real waste of a dream.
 
I've had some of those. very human like monsters were raiding my house. A youngster had this blind for me to hide in. Two walls about a foot deep and a barrier stretched between them--than in an instant, faced toward the back wall of the room--so no blind.
I tried to hide behind an end-piece. The kid handed a gift to an teenage monster with a longer face than human, who then peered around, and in a casual way said that he'd have to bite my face off, and then tried to.
 
I had a dream that I was a secret agent in some bygone black and white world. I met my "Bond girl," who was completely uneducated when it came to, um, the birds and the bees. And she wanted me to teach her. But then I woke up. :scream:

Kor
 
Weird dreams go on when I close my eyes ... every second of the night, I live another life.

As I've said in the past, I often have recurring dreams or themes, like living in a big house. One other dream involves driving to work on one side of the freeway with traffic going in both directions! Sometimes I dream there's a horrible car crash and a vehicle flips over. I also see pedestrians walking on the freeway and causing a traffic jam.

Weird dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree ...
 
Recently dreamed being attacked by a bear,.. I don't know what the dream means but the bear bit my foot and I stuffed my foot way down his throat and said bear suffocated,..and died, a very unrealistic dream,..

Remembering a different dream I had killed the grim reaper... With the scythe thing that just means that now I am the reaper I guess?

Have I killed my spirit guide the great bear? Oh no. I am lost. I ate my spirit guide when they were a lizard,.. You know in the desert lost and hungry..I don't think I made It out of that dessert ,,..
 
I dreamed weird dreams of days gone by,
When life was high and hope worth living ...

I had another recurring dream wherein I was back in my old house in the old country. As I recall, we had a garage where my dad parked his Jeep. I dreamt the garage was a gas station, :wtf: and a few cars were waiting to fill up, but there was only one pump. One vehicle looked like a blue Dodge Charger, and one of the passengers was my old friend Gracie (the mother my godchild), who said hi to me in a rather sad, unenthusiastic way. The driver of the car was a lady whom I didn't recognize, and she was getting impatient and backed her car abruptly while someone from another car behind her swung open the door and almost hit the Dodge. After that, I woke up.

I walk these empty streets
On the Boulevard of the Weird Dreams ...
 
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All my life is changing every day
In every possible way
In my weird dreams, it's never quite as it seems
Never quite as it seems.

I dreamt last night that I was with a group of work friends, and there were also kids with autism. There was an event being planned at a local school, so I wondered if my sister Annie would be interested in bringing my 16-year-old nephew Nate, who has autism. I was somewhat involved in the planning of activities that I was bogged down with so many details, leading me to wake up confused and disoriented.

In another dream, I was in a vast field of tall grasses in an area that looked like a marshland. Or it could have been a corn field because one section looked as if it had been paved, which allowed for a pick-up truck to drive through. The fields were divvied up as private properties, and one such piece of land belonged to basketball legend Michael Jordan. In fact, he had a mansion somewhere. There were no fences, only small wooden street construction barricades with signs that read "Keep Out" or "No Trespassing."

In this dream, I had the vantage point of a paparazzo trying to take snapshots of Jordan's house. When a pick-up truck drove by, the paparazzo tried to hide behind some grasses. A large sedan pulled out of a driveway from another property, and when I looked, the pick-up truck had fallen deep into the mud, which was like a quicksand. I woke up afterwards.


Weird dreams till sunbeams find you
Weird dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in weird dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me.
 
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I did this TODAY........... I had this image in my head and I swear it was an actual place I had been to and can remember people, the smells, the colours, and well I did this quick and dirty charcoal today...

frommydream.jpg
 
I have tried to draw images from my dreams before but I can never do them justice. One in particular - well, I think I'd need to be very skilled in computer effects to recreate it, the scale was too vast for paper:

I was on a little boat, like a falucca with a muslin sail, traveling down a narrow canal lined with buildings twice as massive as the largest skyscrapers, all covered in intricate and glittering mosaic tiles. Little arch bridges crossed the canal 50 feet above the boat, and the sun was setting, casting everything in shades of coral, pink, orange, and lavender, reflecting off the mosaic tiles and window glass of the buildings. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever (not) seen.
 
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