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Post by mossie on Apr 12, 2021 14:19:34 GMT
I have to go normally 3 times during the night but go back to sleep without trouble.
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Post by onlyMark on Apr 12, 2021 15:17:48 GMT
There is a lot read into dreams but I dream very little - or at least if I do dream, I have no memory of doing so in the morning or if I wake up to go to the toilet.
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Post by tod2 on Apr 13, 2021 7:48:06 GMT
Last night another nightmare after saying they were a thing of the past. Everything was dreaming fine until Mr.Tod touched me to wake me up. Oh heck. All went into loud shouting "Who are you!" and then I fought off my assailant with blows to the left and blows to the right. Luckily He got me awake before I could do much damage. At least I know its nothing to do with medication...
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Post by kerouac2 on Apr 13, 2021 8:55:00 GMT
I had three major dreams last night, but I have totally forgotten the middle one. In the first dream I was involved in some sort of underground chase game with lots of corridors and tunnels. To my knowledge, there was no danger or prize involved, but it was very important not to be caught by anybody else. In the second dream, I was riding in a car with my (step)father on a winding mountain road somewhere. He didn't want to go where we were going, but I had insisted. When the dream ended, it looked like we were reaching a level with patches of ice on the pavement and imminent snow.
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Post by kerouac2 on Apr 18, 2021 14:46:56 GMT
I am a teacher more and more often, or else I am in total opposition to a teacher. I suppose the fact that my mother was a teacher has a relation to this.
Last night I walked into a class at least 30 minutes late and looked at the teacher defiantly along the lines of "Do you have a problem with that? Too bad!"
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Post by Kimby on Apr 24, 2021 15:24:43 GMT
I had a rare dream last night in which my parents appeared.
We are at the cabin, which in real life is being sold, and they are helping my sister and me decide what has value to be auctioned and what should go into the dumpster.
Dad, the great pack rat, is trying to help, but to him who grew up during the depression, every bucket of bolts and every burlap sack has value. His help is slowing us down, but it’s nice to have him and Mom around and we aren’t in conflict, just mildly impatient at the pace.
At one point, recognizing the enormity of the job of keeping up the place he says to Mom, I wonder if ____ is up to the task. He’s still fat.” I was reminded that the buyer had at one time approached 300 pounds, but had lost 100 pounds while under treatment at the Mayo Clinic for chronic pain.
I think my brain is processing the significant end of an era moment that selling the cabin represents.
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Post by kerouac2 on Apr 28, 2021 11:15:08 GMT
The other day when I was channel surfing, I stopped for a few minutes on a documentary about polar bears (which by the way are breeding with brown bears more and more often but apparently white fur is genetically dominant). Since then, polar bears have appeared in my dreams at least three times. It's strange what the mind chooses to pick up for our nighttime entertainment or punishment.
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Post by Kimby on Apr 28, 2021 12:02:47 GMT
Another dream with my parents in it, two nights in a row. It must be the full moon.
This time we were getting ready to canoe a narrow gorge with them, something we’d done with them many times in real life, till they were well into their 80’s.
At the last minute before launching I realized none of us had our life jackets on, so Mr. Kimby and I went off to find them. Somehow in the twists and turns of the dream we never made it back to that beach where Mom and Dad were waiting for us.
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Post by kerouac2 on May 1, 2021 3:51:44 GMT
I was in Tokyo with my brother. No idea why. We were recruited in the street to test some sort of video game. About 100 people came to a big theatre and the game was projected on the movie screen. Everybody had individual controls. It was the usual sort of game about zapping things. I seemed to be doing quite well at first, then not so much. Anyway, it didn't last too long because my sleeping brain was not going to go to the trouble of inventing a whole new game just for a dream that I would instantly forget. The next morning, cheques weere delivered to us as compensation for our participation. My cheque was for ¥21,904. That's what made me remember the dream because I had no idea what that converts to. So of course it was the first thing I looked up this morning and it's 166.70€. What a shame that it was just a dream!
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Post by kerouac2 on May 24, 2021 8:17:45 GMT
I had my usual quintuple feature of total nonsense last night and have, as usual, forgotten everything except for one dream. I was in a small clothing shop (and I do not go to small clothing shops in real life), which also did tailoring. There was a guy in front of me explaining the jacket that he wanted, nothing special. His measuremnts were taken and off he went. Then it was my turn. I explained that I wanted pretty much the same thing ("ordinary" -- but who would ever get a tailor-made "ordinary" jacket?), and the elderly Asian lady tailor looked at me disapprovingly, but she took her tape measure and measured my arms and shoulders. She was clearly not inspired, so she said "you should go downstairs and look at the ready-made items in the men's section." So I went downstairs and saw that it was all total crap. So I left the shop, all the time thinking that I did not need a new jacket anyway.
I feel that this dream contained some sort of message for me.
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Post by questa on May 25, 2021 1:21:17 GMT
As the snake sheds its skin when it is too small for comfort, maybe you feel the same I'm wrapped in here and I need to break out ...new skin...where? Nothing fancy...like before but only hope is Asian, but that's not approving. Go and look elsewhere Check out alternatives. been there, done that, all old stuff again, not worth it. Do I really want to break out anyway? Too much hassle in endemic times.
If this makes you go "AHA! that's it" there are other details I can add. If not, play with it on a larger stage, not smaller.
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Post by lugg on Jun 19, 2021 21:07:56 GMT
Short but not sweet- Even 12 plus hours later I remember it vividly. Sat on the back of an aircraft; just planning on sleeping. Then next I woke up as we were coming in to land - the pilot was talking to us normally then he shouted OH NO. Plane started vertical ascent , I remember thinking just keep your eyes closed, then lights went out and the plane nose dived towards the ground .. I woke mid descent in a lather. Guess its telling me no Covid travels
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Post by bixaorellana on Jun 19, 2021 23:16:10 GMT
That is a nightmare! I have not had this dream in a long time, but I know it's an extremely common one. Thus I was quite surprised when I mentioned the naked-in-public dream to a friend & she said she'd never had it.
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Post by kerouac2 on Jun 21, 2021 15:54:34 GMT
I have noticed that more and more often, at least half of my dreams are in a sort of movie format. I am not actually in the dream but am watching everything from the point of view of the principal protagonist. Last night it was a young woman who had been forced out of her home by some sort of Jurassic Park incident (yes, I know, those happen all the time). The zone had been closed off by secure fences, but the person was determined to return to her house to retrieve something. The house seemed quite huge and although all personal items seemed to have been removed, there was a lot of dusty furniture in most of the rooms. The dream came to an end when a ferocious jaguar padded down the stairs to defend its new territory. At least it wasn't a raptor.
There was also a second dream with my mother. We were driving two different cars to get back to where we needed to be during a rather severe storm. My car was following hers, but she had two relatively minor accidents along the way. Both of our cars were rentals, and we stopped after the second accident (left hand side pretty badly dented) and I told her "you can say goodbye to the deductible." She didn't seem too worried about that (probably already in early Alzheimer's), and I was only mildly annoyed but I didn't need this sort of problem, so I put an end to the dream.
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Post by kerouac2 on Jun 21, 2021 16:00:50 GMT
Sat on the back of an aircraft; just planning on sleeping. Then next I woke up as we were coming in to land My standard airplane dream is nearly always in the landing phase. We are coming in too low and start clipping the treetops. It is obvious that the plane is not going to pull up, so I start estimating my (very low) chances of survival. Every now and then the plane actually comes into a not too severe crash landing but more often the dream ends to spare me the vision of my death. One time though, we slammed right into the side of a mountain. I saw a fireball rushing from the front of the plane to the back, but the dream stopped just before the flaming death reached me. I have had so many of these dreams that I don't even think of them as nightmares anymore. I put them in the lower category of "bad dreams." My real nightmares are so horrible that I doubt I could ever tell them to anyone.
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Post by lugg on Jun 21, 2021 18:42:54 GMT
I saw a fireball rushing from the front of the plane to the back, but the dream stopped just before the flaming death reached me. That is so true of many dreams fortunately ...it all stops just before the worst happens. the naked-in-public dream although maybe not ...
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Post by bixaorellana on Jun 21, 2021 20:31:10 GMT
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Post by kerouac2 on Sept 27, 2021 20:32:14 GMT
In a dream the other night, I kissed somebody on the cheek unexpectedly. It felt so weird even though it is something I used to do 10 or 20 times a day. And I apologised to the person in case she was shocked.
What has happened to the world?
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Post by kerouac2 on Oct 17, 2021 13:57:43 GMT
I was thinking about my dreams recently and noticed a few things which seem to be standard.
1. There are almost never more than two people I know or have known in real life although lots of anonymous people might be present. 2. I am generally late or in any case not ready for what is happening (travel, moving...) 3. There are a lot of floods or swampy events. 4. A colleague that none of us liked is always very nice in dreams in which she appears, totally uncharacteristic of her actual personality. 5. Work situations are often present but the office has usually moved. 6. My biological father keeps popping up, even though I didn't dream of him for at least 30 years. He is contrite and humble. 7. I remember that I have totally forgotten my mother or grandmother in their nursing home and feel terrible as I rush to try to find one or the other again. 8. I am nude in public less often, but I always choose to pretend that nothing is out of the ordinary since it doesn't bother anybody else.
There are plenty of other things, but that will do.
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Post by whatagain on Oct 18, 2021 5:42:58 GMT
I was eating with some ano ymous colleagues and a black friend, at a table of cannibals. They were friendly to us and invited us to eat, albeit we would be next on the menu. Then we would all escape protected by the black friend, maybe a cannibal too. We then all came to a door. It only opens with a code. My friends were smoming quietly, saying they were having a pause. It took me a long time to find an old piece of paper in my pocket. The code was 474749 - in case you go there too. Then we entered a maze of old tunnels, cisterns, some looking like rooms from old castles, others like bunker rooms. Then i was in my version of a metro, huge grottoes full of restaurants and jampacked with people.
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Post by kerouac2 on Oct 22, 2021 18:26:29 GMT
I have been having a dream explosion recently with absolutely none of those subjects that I listed above. Perhaps just talking about them makes them go away.
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Post by Kimby on Oct 28, 2021 21:49:17 GMT
I rarely remember dreaming, or if I do the dream disappears within an instant of waking up. When I do have memorable dreams, it’s often around the full moon.
Last night’s dream was set in my house in my neighborhood, all looking very much as it actually does. Our next door neighbors were having some work done at their house, perhaps an addition because they were cutting down many big beautiful 80’ tall pine trees between our houses, but well within their property boundary as our houses are about 300 feet apart.
But then I caught a glimpse of a dump truck moving past our window, right next to our house! Evidently they felt there wasn’t enough room to turn around in the neighbor’s own driveway, so they turned our driveway and yard into a loop road for their heavy equipment!
I rushed outside and saw that our lovely green lawn was turned to muddy ruts AND the brush and small trees that used to stand between us and the neighbors had been cut down to accommodate this new “road!”
I rushed over to the neighbors’s house, and confronted the woman (who was neither our current neighbor nor the folks who lived there before). She didn’t seem to believe what I was telling her, so I dragged her to our house to show her what her contractors were doing. Up till now the houses were exactly as they are IRL, but things soon got strange.
As we checked out the new truck route, it became evident that they were driving into our garage, then through a breezeway (which doesn’t exist) and out onto our patio (actually we have a deck, not a patio) before destroying our lawn. This route was very narrow, and I was surprised they could make it through.
And then I noticed stairs I’d never seen before, leading into a basement that I didn’t know existed. I went down the steps to find a large high-ceilinged cellar with dirt floors. It was completely empty. How could I not have noticed this basement before?
And then I woke up.
Since WE built this house, it couldn’t have a secret basement, could it? The county forbade us from putting in a basement as our property is near a stream and has a seasonal high water table. (Older houses on either side do have basements that leak in the spring.). Maybe the cognitive dissonance woke me up. Not sure why I remembered this dream and so few others.
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Post by kerouac2 on Oct 29, 2021 3:21:04 GMT
I think the fantasy neighbour symbolizes the deer chewing on your plants.
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Post by Kimby on Oct 30, 2021 1:32:52 GMT
Nice try, K2. I’m thinking maybe the voles. The basement possibly symbolizes their burrow, and the “road” could be the paths they beat down through the tall grass.
But the vole problems are at the lake cottage, and the dream was clearly at our home…
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Post by kerouac2 on Oct 30, 2021 4:05:28 GMT
Last night I had to deal with Donald Trump and Joe Biden in an abandoned warehouse.
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Post by kerouac2 on Nov 3, 2021 15:50:52 GMT
I obviously forget most of my dreams, but I remember in one of them I received a huge package of traffic fines in the mail -- it looked like at least 15. That probably corresponds to the number of times in my last rental that I looked at the speedometer and saw that I was above the limit, even though the cars around me were going faster. I hope that this dream does not come true, since it takes a few weeks to receive fines, especially with a rental car (and on top of that, the rental agency usually slaps on another 40 euros as a service fee for the privilege of having denounced you).
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Post by whatagain on Nov 4, 2021 4:54:54 GMT
I just woke up, at 5 30 my time, in holiday. I was dreaming i was in a concentration camp, or something very similar. I was running in striped clothes, with people yelling at me, some playing with rifle and shooting around, killing people on my left and right. I didn't like that nightmare one bit. 30 min elapsed and i still haven't calmed down enough to go back to sleep. Brrr. And it lasted some minutes for me. For some it was years.
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Post by kerouac2 on Nov 4, 2021 6:08:39 GMT
I wrestled an alligator, not even in a swamp but in a house. I pulled open its jaws and held them open until it got tired. Then I let it go even though I could have killed it. The other people in the house did not seem very interested by what has happening. While I was resting from this event, somebody walked by carrying a human brain, so other strange things must have been happening in the same place.
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Post by whatagain on Nov 4, 2021 9:44:25 GMT
Was it an alligator or a crocodile ?
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Post by kerouac2 on Nov 16, 2021 12:16:41 GMT
Although completely unknown people regularly appear in my dreams, I have noticed that in terms of known faces, only people I have known for more than two or three years have any chance of making an appearance. But it turns out that apparently nothing new in my life appears quickly. This week I had my first dreams in which people were wearing face masks.
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