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Captain Maltese

This thread is dedicated to telling about what dreams we had last night while in Morpheus' embrace. Comments from others are welcome though.

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I dream that I went from room to room, in some immense and fairly rundown place with lots of people everywhere. Some of these rooms held racks or heaps of old and dusty computer equipment. I was rattled, uncomfortable and looking for something but never could find it. The people I talked with were talking of leaving, or waiting for something to end so they could leave.

Comment: This environment was my living life for many years; I am a former Systems Administrator. Haha.

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Evil Tim

My last dream was me working in a place that sort of resembled my current job (a gas station) having merged and combined with my previous job (Wal-Mart).  The overall layout of the structure was Wal-Mart but certain things, like the placement of objects and what was outside the doors were laid out like the gas station.

Captain Maltese

A strange dream again last night. I not only saw it all from the outside like I was watching an old movie, but it was also entirely in black and white. First there were a number of men, drably clothed, drenched in the rain but rolling around in the mud as if they were very happy about something. Odd. Then there was a chinese factory setting, someone mentioning that great leader Mao Zedong had visited and made sparks. Then, some western entertainer was being made a money offer to do some kind of show; he was reluctant as the monetary amount was big by chinese standards but very small by what he was used to. But he took them. In the next he was wearing a lab coat and putting together some impressivelooking machine with lots of electrical current going through it, but it was understood somehow that the machine was bogus. Suddenly the power went haywire and the 'scientist' got fried; he was jerking wildly and smoke was coming off him. A bystander grabbed onto him and threw him into a water basin, which seemed to make things worse - he screamed as if he was cooking on the inside and smoke came out of his mouth, then slowly sank into the water.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

Last night's dream was on familiar territory; the old family farm of my grandparent where my dad grew up too. It's eerily similar to Winnie The Poohs' forest. The old house is still standing and I am using it as a cabin.

The dream start with me in the cabin, looking out of the window toward the marsh. I notice something odd moving about: buffalos! And then, native indians riding horses among them. I get out of the cabin and go down there, then see the chief walking and go to talk with him, asking what they are doing there of old places. He explain that they had to leave where they used to be and decided to come here instead. Just then his second-in-command comes running with a cell phone, saying that there is an important conference on some island. I offer to set up Skype - and then I wake up.

It was a great dream. I wish I could see it on repeat.

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Captain Maltese

Tonight's dream was a weird one. Not related to anything in my present life or in any experiences I have.

I dreamed that I was leaving some workplace for the day, and was in a hurry because I was going elsewhere. When I was arrived at the airport I noticed that instead of my leather shoes, I was wearing some old garish rubber boots. I wanted to do something about it, but just then a bunch of guys with weapons and head wraps came storming in. There were bombs and other things being placed out, I think cameras. I tried to do something to one camera but was seen, and tried to escape. I  got out of the airport and into an open place by a river, and was seen by the terrorists again. They released a pack of very vicious looking dogs after me, and I decided to lie down instead of run. The first dog came closer and closer, I vividly remember the angry face of it and the smooth thin brown fur, but I did not move and once it came beside me it stopped, sniffed at me and laid down beside me. Its fur was warm. The other dogs came near and circled nearby, but did not attack either. I laid there and had the weirdest feeling that I was sort of being owned, but also being protected. I did not enjoy the situation. Then a large machine passed me slowly. At first I thought it was a biplane driving on a very very tall undercarriage but then I could see that it was a big tractor with a fan mounted in the front. The wind from the fan was dislodging metallic items from the ground. Some time went by, the dogs became fewer and older and then there were none.  I was now standing beside an old broken tank. Then a couple of grunge looking guys showed up, and one of them held a proud speech about living free and having food to eat. To prove this he held out half a seagull.

I have started to keep a block of paper and a pen by the bed. I wake up and write down keywords. when I read them fully awake, they are only barely legible and not always even that. But it certainly seem to help on remembering the dreams.

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Captain Maltese

Last night I got an unusual treat; a  zombie dream. As I write this I am still pondering if I should include the erotic elements as they were in parts... grisly. Hopefully I am not breaking any forum rules here.

Me and some other guy were looking at a muscle car; it was black and sleek. We broke into it, hotwired it and sped off on a highway. Police were following us, and we took off the road and into a rocky dust road that led along the beach. At this point, the radio started talking about a zombie outbreak, and the cop chasing us broke off and turned elsewhere. My nameless friend and I arrived at some rural little town by the sea, and came to a house where several women lived. We were welcome, familiar. There was group sex in various configurations. Then there were loud sounds from the outside, shouts of anger and banging. We went outside, and the street sides were being closed off by board walls. An angry woman said that this was so they could be safe. We went back into the house, but now the women were turning into zombies... but while their looks were corresponding to the zombie thing, their minds changed in a different direction. Sassy and aggressive, one might say. There was sex and violence, and blood and a lack of heads. About the last thing I remember is doing ... things down a headless, hollow neck.

Comment: I love zombie movies and Top Gear. But guro is firmly on my off list, so what the HECK?


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Captain Maltese

Last night's dream. I am driving a car, along a dusty and narrow road. Suddenly there is a man standing in the road and I hit him. I look in the rear mirror, and a brown and red body lies in the dust. I drive on. Some time is passing, I am in a middle eastern country. I am trying to join one of the local guerrilla groups, but there is shooting, they turn out to be bad guys. Finally I find myself in a dark and narrow room with concrete, perhaps underground. There is light but maybe as much as you would expect from a single naked light bulb. But there is a coffee brewer there, and I and a small group of men are standing or rather huddling together. Drab clothes and short haircut, there is a sense of unity and cameraderie, but I cannot tell if we are people about to go do some kind of job together, or if we are prisoners about to be sent off somewhere. Unwillingness in their eyes.

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Captain Maltese

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Last night's dream. I and two others are wearing dark clothes, and are jogging determinedly along a railroad track in the middle of the night. Switch to a new scene, some kind of checkpoint. Grim looking soldiers in heavy coats holding long rifles, standing in front of a seated officer behind a table.; for some reason I think these guys are Turkish army. Incongruently, there are two small friendly dogs with long drooping ears sitting beside the table; one grey and one brown. We show papers and are let go. Third scene, we are on a train. The wagon appears to be made for livestock but it it empty except for us, I don't think we are supposed to be there. It is in the middle of the night again. As the train passes a close by forest we jump off and hide.

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Captain Maltese

Oddball. I am at some sort of office workplace, wrapping it up for the day. A coworker comes sprinting with two small children in tow, asks me to take them home. I am not too hot on this but I say I will do it. I get them in the car, but am not sure where they live and the kids are too small to explain. We drive around. I try to get the mother on the phone but cannot reach her. Eventually we go to their kindergarten which I know where are, but that is closed for the day now. That dream seem to end.

Next however I am parking at a garage or toolshop or small factory of some kind. It is empty but for me and it feels like the place is mine. I walk around putting stuff in the right place, working a little on some part. Suddenly a guy walk in, nods and start doing stuff too. And another guy, and another, and the place gets full of people but noone are speaking with me. They seem generally friendly though. I am exasperated because i do not understand why they are in my work shop.

Finally, a separate image of a running bear. Kinda light brown, chasing something or someone but that isn't me.

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Captain Maltese

Last night's dream was oddly well directed, somehow.

It starts by me reading an old book. Narrow yellow pages. There is a picture of an oval steel door. Next I am driving on a deserted asphalt road, through a landscape with cliffs and small houses by the road, the sea beach on one side. The feeling I get is that I am somewhere north in my country, by the coastline. I stop by one house, ring the bell, a woman who is neither young nor old answer. She lets me in. We go down into the basement, and there is the steel door from the book. There are cyrillic letters on it, Russian, and a lot of complicated locks with cogwheels and levers. The woman leave. I work with the locks, things move, and eventually the door opens. Inside there seem to be some kind of storage or bunker. I see WW2-vintage Russian stuff, but also German of the same period. There are boxes everywhere, many open, and paper is strewn about. It feels as if someone have been there before me but I can't tell if that is recent. But I find military items, uniform parts, cigarette packs, some guns. I inspect one of them, it has brass parts that move smoothly when I touch them. I stuff all I can find room for into a suitcase and leave. Next I am on an airport, waiting to check in. The suitcase bothers me. I have planned to take it on board in the cargo as usual, but I am worried and at the last minute I go to the post office and have it sent to my home address that way instead. Finally, I arrive home and the suitcase is waiting for me. I am joyous as I start unpacking.

I swear, this is the actual dream picture by picture and emotion by emotion as I remembered it when I woke up this morning.

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Captain Maltese

Last night's dream was... bad. I am in a bar with another man, he shows me files with documents and pictures. Next I am in a house, with a woman and a child, a girl not yet a teenager. They are both mine. I need to do something, but do not want to. Some time passes. Finally I am standing behind the woman, she is doing something normal. I shoot her in her back, she dies. I feel terrible. Some time passes. I break down and tell the girl that I killed her mother. She tells me that she forgives me. We hug. I cry.

And then I wake up. I wish I could have forgotten this one before I left sleep.

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Captain Maltese

A fragment from last night's dreams. I am in some sort of Asian cafe; at least everyone around me as Asian. Tables, food, coffee, that sort of thing. Busy. Outside it is dark, as if this is some kind of road stop. I am reading a newspaper, drinking coffee. But the odd thing is that everyone are rude. At one point one man actually rips a square off my newspaper because he needs something to write on, without any apologies. I don't feel hated or singled out, it's just this bad atmosphere. 

Comment: I have actually been in Asia. No one were rude to me, ever.

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Captain Maltese

A dream from a couple of night ago.

I am on a futuristic train, with a small group of people. I am driving or rather controlling the train by the help of a couple of instrument panels. Then I look out of a window on the side of the car we are in it, and look down at the river. There are boats there, a whole bunch of them, looking curiously like a school of small whales. Perhaps they are whales. Then inside the train there is a dragon chick, not bigger than a hen. Someone tells me that its name is "Brigham". I then show the group how to control the train, pointing to the instruments. I look back at the dragon, and it has grown in size until it is as tall as me and a good bit more muscular.

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Captain Maltese

Last night's dream. I watch this entirely from the outside. There is a long low building made of wood, down by the shore of a river or delta. The building is very big, and it seem to be a sawmill. There are men working there, carrying long poles like cant hooks. Inside there is a messhall or something similar where workers sit by wooden tables. On a wall is a bunch of those long poles. The workers are wearing white sweaters or jackets, and shoulder straps. Some have very oldfashioned moustaches. Suddenly there are shouts of anger, people get up and grab those poles down from the wall and rush out. When they return, there is an empty space where one pole should be. The final scene is of a woman in a long skirt and jacket is reading something aloud for the men, in a sombre atmosphere.

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Captain Maltese

Another weird night, and this one is definitely a 'me' dream. I find myself starting off on an army repetition exercise. I meet a few familiar faces from the army year and earlier exercises, and we laugh and comment on each other. Then we are doing a urban combat training thing through houses and co, with electronic marker guns. At one point I am cornered by a guy and a girl and go down, lying immobilized and prone as they approach to take my rifle. So far, all is by the book. But then they get my cell phone and they laugh as they say they will hang on to it as a "souvenir". I go livid. They move off, and after I can move again I pull a concealed and very illegal pistol from the back of my pants and hunt for them. The girl has my phone but I find the guy first and take him out. I don't remember how. Then I search for the girl through the building structure, send her to the ground and shove the pistol in her face while I get my phone back. I take out the SIM card, then throw the phone on the ground so hard that it shatters and say "Here's your goddamn souvenir." Then I leave.

And then I wake up.

Comment: I spent a year in the Norwegian Army when I was 19. Between then and until I was 30, I was on three ten day repetition exercises as part of large NATO exercises. Good times.

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Lapine

I know I dream, but it's rare for me to remember them.  Mostly it only happens when I wake during the dream, so the few I remember are usually in the morning

This morning, I dreamt I was dozing in my recliner (which I actually was) but it was in a different spot in the room.  The house, although mine, had subtle differences for some reason.  In the dream, I woke hearing noises of someone moving around.  I wasn't frightened, merely curious.  Turns out it was my ex, doing some repairs and such.  I was livid! He'd come in uninvited and unannounced.  I was glad to get the repairs made but very annoyed that he'd not even called to arrange it.  I didn't fly off the handle at him but I did firmly tell him that behavior wasn't acceptable.  He seemed truly puzzled about it.  Sheesh!

Captain Maltese

Last night's dream. I am at my cabin, outside, watching a bear or similar brown animal play around at some distance. Then I notice a boy, maybe 10 or 12, walk around dressed in fur clothes. We talk, but I don't remember about what. Then we walk through some hills and arrive at a small beach in the fjord; there are a few small houses there. But in the water about half a dozen military landing vessels are coming onto the beach. Most of them let loose soldiers and trucks who move on in. Noone's shooting so it is probably an exercise. But one vessel appears to have trouble, it is on the beach but noone's coming out, there is some kind of engine issue from the noise. A few soldiers look out over the side of the vessel and says something funny. Dream ends.

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Captain Maltese

A little fragment from last night's dreams.

I am in a plane. There is some sort of electronic device, spelling doom for the plane - a remote control device, a bomb. But there are almost no one in the plane. I am running through the empty cabin, a gun in my hand. But I am not one of the hijackers. I get to the cockpit and talk briefly with the pilot. Soon after we are landing, not on an airport but a city street or arena of sorts. There are many people there; many are lying face down on the ground covering their heads in fear.

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Captain Maltese

A puzzling dream last night. I walk in a street, pass by an antiques store and enter it. Inside the goods are well presented but I only see traditional items like farming tools and food plates, the usual. Then, in a narrow corner, I find a couple of old uniforms hanging. White, with thin black stripes. Old winter camos with related extra gear. Very old; ww2 vintage at least. Which is as easy to find as chicken teeth and shark hats. I talk with the shop owner and discuss them with him, then put them on. They fit. Then hey says: "Right, off to (garbled" and I am suddenly in a different place, with at least six others in identical gear who look as if they have been waiting for me. There is some kind of ceremony, either a test or an initiation or both. Which gets really weird after a while; for instance we are throwing bottles at one point. And the more stuff like that happens, the less one of them I feel.

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Captain Maltese

Last night's dream. I was outside at the cabin, as in other dreams. Watching bears, young ones, frolic in the open field. Then a massive pine tree falls, the tip almost touching my feet. There are people laughing at me, and not in a nice way; they have cut down the tree and are cutting down many others. They are building a wide road or gate through the hills and forests. I am angry. I have a revolver in my hand, I can see it close up with the brass cartridges being put into it. I am firing, but at the infrastructure of that road and not at people. I go into a cafe, and two men are gesturing toward me. When I leave, they follow after me. Then we meet outside and talk, and they end up agreeing with me rather than fighting me. We went to a what I think was a train wagon, hiding behind a coffee machine. Then we all go to a third place, a strange fortress island where people were chained to the outside wall standing waist deep in the water. One of the prisoners turned to greet me; I did not know him but it seemed he knew me. There was a cruel woman there who seemed to be the boss, and a young man with black hair who acted like he was an officer of the place.

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Captain Maltese

Last night's dream had an unusual setting. This one was seen from the outside, too. A group of warriors were celebrating something, I think a battle. Just a dozen men at most. The equipment they wore reminded me of greek or roman soldiers. But one of them was very unhappy, as if he had had a personal loss of face or something dishonorable had happened to him. Suddenly he took all his weapons, a whole bunch of them, in both his arms and threw everything down into a ditch. There was a sudden silence among the other. He rejoined them at their table. But there was one other man there at the table, who was grinning quietly in his black beard. Before him lay one of the other man's weapons, a sword. Looks were exchanged but noone said anything about it.

And then I woke up.

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Belle33

Hmmm... I rarely dream. I wonder if you awake refreshed or exhausted from it all. 


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Captain Maltese

Belle33, I think on the balance I am the better for the dreams. I get to go new places and see new things, sometimes be a part of events too. I guess it compares a bit to sleeping in front of a turned on TV. Waking up screaming or exhausted is very rare now.

Two big, separate dreams last night. Both had a 'from my eyes' viewpoint.

In the first dream, I am out to buy a car. And I come across a real muscle car. Dark green body, fat blue stripe along the middle, towering engine. But someone else is ahead of me, an older man - and by older I mean older than myself. He buys it. But as he takes it for a spin, he offer me a ride. I have no idea what happens next. But the next image is of me walking comfortably and naked around in his grand home. A friend of him comes in, he turns around on his heel when he sees me and is gone. But I am exploring a strange wall in the house; it is of stone and has carved images. I ask the older man if this is freemason stuff and he says yes, and then I poke at two symbols at the same time and the wall opens. Inside there is a room full of antique items. The dream ends.

In the second dream, I am someone in a different kind of world. I have a house, a wife, a child (all strangers to the awake me) and we are all slave minded. We have no independent thought. All go do what they are supposed to do, when they are supposed to, and nothing else. There is a lingering feeling of lack of freedom. And the sky has a strange hue. Then I go to a store, and all act like machines. But then... something is happening in the sky. There are sprays of colors, as of tiny meteor swarms hitting the atmosphere, and my brain start feeling different. As if some great controlling power is losing its hold. Others feel it too, there are people crying, talking, voices raised. I talk with the shop keeper and drag her out to watch the fireworks, and she goes in again to let her colleague see it too. I move on, talk to people. And I see a man fill a cart with things; I ask him what it is. He says that he has decided to move and to sell off his things, and there is confusion and happiness in his face that he is daring to do such a thing on his own. That he is free to do so. Then also this dream ends.

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A very short dream from last night. A brief battle scene, in whose center there was a warrior woman. Long hair, long chainmail, sword in her hand. A swarm of warriors, holding spears. Then, a stone wall as if in a cave, and two of those same spears standing crossed against that wall. Only now those spears are ancient and rusted.

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Captain Maltese

A long and personal-view dream last night with an unusual amount of emotions.

The dream starts on top of a large building overlooking a fairly open landscape in the middle of the day. There seem to be work in progress on top of it; there are hoists, jacks, wooden crates and tools. But work is not what is going, because the dozens of people standing on the roof do not appear to be worker; more like a random group of people with a purpose. Because we are all looking at some kind of enemy force closing in on us. Not people, and not zombies either - more some kind of scaly humanoid monsters. And we the humans are arming ourselves with what we can find; I have found a heavy three foot long monkey wrench which feels like it has a good heft to it.

Almost at the edge of the roof top there is some kind of safety rail meant for the workers, maybe four feet tall. Everyone is standing inside it except for one. A young woman, maybe 18-20 years. She wear black closely fitting clothes and long jet black hair and stand on the very edge with crossed arms watching us rather than the enemy . I go to the rail, grin to her and tell her "You are pretty brave to be standing there like that." What she replies I can't tell, but I am acutely aware that she moves to press against the same rail, our bodies separated only by an inch of metal, and whispers her word so close to my lips that I can feel her breath.

Impulsively I lean forward, grasp her by the shoulders and give her a firm kiss. This is clearly not what she had in mind, she pushes me angrily away, turns decisively and jumps off the building. It is not a suicide; there is a bathing pool down there and she hits it. I am very confused though. But we have other things to focus on, and the badly armed group starts filtering down the building - a school? a conference center? - to defend it; the enemy is already penetrating the defenses. I pass a number of rooms and doorways, and see various groups of people; children, elderly. Some are scared and others strangely calm. In one room a teenage girl sits knitting, surrounded by guinea pigs and rabbits - and a few badly infected, aggressive rats. I tell her to kill those and move on.

In the hallways chaos reigns; people run in all directions. One of the monsters come running, and a few of us who have weapons deal with it. Then I see the black dressed girl again, I do not see her fight or carry weapons but she moves with clear purpose. I talk to her, more cautious this time, but I cannot recall awake what was said between us this time. I feel rejected though. The battle continues but I do not see her again.

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A Big Unknown

The latest weird dream that I remember happened some time ago now.

I was in a cave, a mine with a couple of friends and some random people that I don't really know, but I've definitely know the faces. We were digging, making the tunnel longer. It was dark, the air was heavy. One time I've been working a giant machine, some sort of a mining drill, other time I was loading some debris or planting explosives to move the rocks. After some time of doing my job, everyone was called for a meeting in the other end of the tunnel. We had to elongate it, although we have found a very hard rock that left us hopeless. Nothing that we had managed to break it, the drill broke, the explosives did literally nothing. Later, we've found out that it was a continental crust, we were waiting for a shipment of high-power boom-booms. Then, I woke up, not knowing whether we have gotten through it or not.

Another one.

I was a mercenary, on a contract for some long-dead lord's descendants. I was supposed to search the ruined castle for the lord's belongings. After a haul, I've returned to a sort of quarters for the workers. The job wasn't easy, mind you, as the ruins were filled with monsters, skeletons, mutants and ghouls. I have entered our private room and seen a girl that I know by sight, I might've talked to her for a couple of times, nothing more, she is the skinniest person I've ever seen. Literally, her legs look like chopsticks. She is usually very laid-back and neutral to everything that happens around, although I tend to call her (when I'm mentioning her while talking with my close friends) 'Wednesday Addams', because her black hair, dark clothes and the fact she usually wears a baphomet necklace has somewhat made the connection between that character and her in my weird brain. Anyway, she just greets me, and I'm quite shocked, as she just randomly appears in my dreams every now and then. Is she a dream-manipulator or something? I dunno. She just tells me to stop staring at her, lay the artifacts on their resting places and either restock to go back to work or go rest. Weird, quartermaster girl that I barely know. She has always played some minor character in the dreams she was in. I personally think she is pretty, aesthetically pleasing, she just has this something in her, that might be the reason.

Captain Maltese

A dream, so atypical me that it feels like I stole it.

Ahem. Definitely a first point view. And I feel like I might be 20-2 years old. I am at a entertainment place; something like a tivoli or movie theater with an animal theme. And I am there on a date too, with a very shy girl. Long black hair. She might be muslim or if middle eastern heritage? We do a ball throw game or something, and she wins a small black robot penguin. For some reason she is uneasy and says 'Zoo false; fear true'.We sit down waiting for something to start, maybe a stage show and something goes wrong: two young men arrives and they want to talk with the girl. I get an unpleasant feeling from them, especially the big guy who is the leader,  and feel unwanted. I go to the bathroom. When I come back, they are all gone and only the girl's toy remains in her seat. I start running. Neat the exit I see the same two young men, heading out. I think the sidekick is pulling the girl with him. There is only one thing to do. I walk right up to the main guy and butt his face with my head; he goes down. The other guy pulls a submachinegun but I kick him in the groin then meet his downward-going face with my knee, then throw myself at his gun while I yell "KIDNAPPERS! CALL POLICE!" and the gun is still in the sidekick's hand and keeps firing and firing until the magazine keeps empty, pouring its hail of lead into the bad guy leader. The girl is shouting at me.

And then I wake up.

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Captain Maltese

I dreamed last night that I was in a house with several floors, of which the lowest was the ocean itself - kind of a house built onto the ocean floor, sticking up. There were many people there; swimming and diving in the sun and the blue water over the golden sand. There were small whales too - and dogs, swimming around. In one place a whole bunch of kids were playing some sort of game with an adult supervisor in a wet suit.

I was standing in a door opening of sorts, looking down into the water when an actual skunk came swimming up. It insisted on climbing on to me to nestle in my arms. I was not sure what to do but other people in there started keeping a respectful distance.

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Captain Maltese

Last night's dream was disturbingly coherent. I found myself in a military surplus store - entirely plausible for me so far - and got involved with talking to some of the staff and the other customers. Turned out that some of the customers were involved in purchases for various small military-style units; reenactors and paintballers, the usual lot. But also another group, which I then found myself visiting. This turned out to be some sort of militia group, a militia or rebels, in a country in the middle of civil war. They seemed to be not very well organized. There were narrow rooms, people with guns running around and shouting, dressed in a mixture of civilian and military clothes, garbage and crates strewn about. I saw one of their cranky old blue and grey helicopters get shot down - and then I joined them, or decided to support them. In the dream I told them, word for word, that "you guys are bad but not anywhere near the worst." I do not recall what happened next, but after that I recall clearly going back to my own country to meet my relatives. And I had the oddest, strong feeling of not belonging there, not feeling understood. The only thing I wanted was to go back to my comrades. But when I was returning, something had fatally changed. I was stopped at the airport by police, and interrogated. They had no intention of letting me continue my travel. I think the dream ended there.

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Captain Maltese

A fragment of a dream. I was in a city, boxed in from the encircling rivers by walls that seemed to be of some kind of mud. The odd part was that in the wall here and there were human skulls; their nose holes were odd though. And there was some kind of system with pebbles being put into the walls by the population at certain but different times of the year, so that always someone were adding to and maintaining the walls.

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Captain Maltese

Mad dreams last night - but so detailed! And all in exquisite first person view.

First, I was at some kind of school or college, but I was there under false flag - pretending to be some kind of advisor. I was walking around looking for something or someone, and was badly embarrassed to be drawn into a discussion with some students who wanted my help with something. Then there was a woman, walking around talking with people and seeming authoritative. I may have talked with her. Then a new scene which felt like far away from the school. A hotel? That woman was there, as well as a few other people. We then had an intensely awkward attempt at an orgy which felt more like a Lego session.

Then I am elsewhere again and on a boat, and this seemed like a small living room belonging to someone of quite a bit of class, someone I evidently knew as I was waiting for him. Mahogany furniture, classing paintings on the wall, everything in the room well put together in rich black and golden. And on the writing desk, a costume ball mask... When the owner arrived in the early morning, a well built man with a kind face and perhaps in the fifties wearing a suit, I felt clearly an attraction toward him like he was an old lover. The kind of type you'd expect to be an actor or upper class gentleman? But while he recognized me and greeted me, it was obvious that this was not a good time for me to be there. And shortly after a somewhat younger man arrived who was equally good looking and quite surprised to find me there as well.

Then, a huge leap to elsewhere, which felt distinctly eastern european and rural. Lonely roads. But the two guys were traveling with me, in an old black classy car. We were stopped by uniformed men who forced us out; soldiers or police. Next I know we are in a prison, but the younger companion is gone. Brutal guards... but the fellow inmates were worse. Much worse. We were in a badly lit room, hardly dressed, and one inmate did something terrible to my older companion's genitalia with a pen. Then he turned toward me and wanted to repeat the operation, but I had a nail or screw or something hidden in my right hand and was able to take him out.

This is where I woke up, and I can't say I am sorry.

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Captain Maltese

WARNING: Nightmare of the really ugly kind.

I was a mid level leader or senior operative in some kind of government secret law organization. There were large dark halls the size of hangars, brightly lit cells, and people walking about busily. I was wearing a suit.

In one of these halls there was a man. He looked like a senior politician or lawyer perhaps, judging by his clothes and age. He presented a case; his little daughter was missing and he suspected the housekeeper, a blonde white woman. We brought her in and tried to question her; it was obvious that she knew something and that she was determined not to talk about it. Rough questions didn't get us anywhere. So we tied her up like a mummy and hung her up to dry for a while; total sensory deprivation.

Meanwhile we were informed that things were even worse than they looked at first; other children were missing as well and the same housekeeper might be involved - and possibly also she may have had companions. Now we were in a real hurry.

So I had the housekeeper unwrapped, and approached her with a whirring, small electrical surgical saw. I told her that she had ten fingers and that I was going to give her a total of ten chances to tell what had happened and where the kids were - and that each wrong answer would cost her a finger. That was when she lifted a little finger towards the saw and let the blade claim her nail cut by cut all the way down. And she turned toward me, smiling, and said that she was willing to sacrifice herself for her cause. I put the saw away and thought of other ways to approach the problem.

And then I was IN her head. In her mind, her memories, poking about in her spotless white kitchen. And there was the little girl, playing inside a cupboard. There were other children playing too, and a couple of adults - but those were locked inside rooms, screaming and trying to get out. And then there was the housekeeper herself as well, she was chasing me with a big knife. Now there was a fire going on too. I grabbed the little girl and one of the other children and headed for what appeared to be the exit door.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

#32
I have not been remembering much of my dreams lately. But last night they returned in force.

First dream, which is by now a blur of a blur. I was first day in a factory, rooms and machinery, and the people were acting very awkwardly. And so was I; I had not been given any actual tasks and just wandered around. There was a meeting. The boss was short, balding and wearing round glasses and a smirk. He was explaining how even more people would have to have their tasks removed because there weren't any. Then there was more walking around in the rooms, and I think there was talk of killing somebody to stop something.

The second dream, which I remember best. I was in a corridor at some kind of school - and it felt strongly like a Japanese school. I was minding my own business when a ghost shows up. Not a particularly ancient on, just a slender guy in maybe his 50s and a sword fighting master. I know that because that is how he presented himself to me. His hair was in a round, maybe frizzled style, and his body was sort of there and not there. In the end of the corridor was a bunch of furniture and other items; couches, shelves, clocks, and a maybe five feet long thin bag. The ghost explained that it was for two things; the training sword and the stick which was holding the big round sparring clock (is there even such a thing?). I started to look around for those things when a young Asian girl in school uniform came by, she seemed busy busy and was carrying a couple of small swords or long knives herself. She helped me look and located the round clock which was missing, and at that two MORE girls came by - those were hostile, but they went off. There were two leather holsters with zippers for her blades. The ghost was trying to tell me something about swords and the first girl was butting in. Then a teacher came by, laughing - she was carrying a calculator, a revolver and a small knife and explained that for once the students had followed every word she had said. I got hold of a long knife, its blade maybe three times hers, and she let go of her weapons when she realized she could not get to hers.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

#33
From last night's dreams: It is raining. We are muddy, weary soldiers standing in a field without too much order. We are not young, not vibrant, not ready for battle. But not strangers to each other either. Our uniforms are simple and crude, and we wear some kind of hats rather than helmets. We are waiting to be issued weapons.

The officers are quiet, anxious and reasonable. The sergeant I see is not; he is a big guy yet tries to dominate the group with a loud voice. I speak with one of the officers; he has a large mustache. He is pleasant company.

We get our weapons. Some get guns; they are old, worn and of different types. Some seem to not even be working. Others get just bayonets or stabbing weapons. I end up with a long bayonet mounted on some kind of pole. We go into some kind of inn or barrack and drink alcohol from bottles. There is a trade going on as the more eager soldiers try to get the better weapons. The sergeant simply confiscates several of the best guns and goes away with them; he sells them to the officers afterwards.

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Captain Maltese

A funny one for a change. I dreamed that I was walking when I discovered a new way to walk - by simply putting my feet in a particular position and leaning forward exactly the right amount, I could slide forward without moving my feet further. On any kind of surface, and uphill.... As others on the road saw me doing it, they started doing the same thing.

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Captain Maltese

A story this time.

I dreamed that I owned a luxury car; some kind of vintage red open sports car of some curvy model. It was so nice that when the king visited my local area, his people loaned it from me so he could be in some parade with it. Which was special enough, but then I saw him get off it at the far end of the parade and military people drove it away. Fair enough. So I went to the nearby garrison to get it back. But they did not seem to know where it was. I hung around for a while though; everyone were were nice and we talked about military stuff but they seemed a bit uncomfortable for some reason. And I really, really wanted my car back. I eventually went down to their garage and started to sniff around, followed by one soldier. Obviously there was mostly military stuff down there but not everything. I eventually found something big and red that was taken almost completely apart, that might or might not have been a car like mine. As I found the engine number and a company address from a tag and started to write it down, the soldier beside me murmured that it wasn't necessary - my car would be back in a day or two. It turned out that a couple of soldiers had taken my car for a little holiday joyride!

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

An amazing one this night.

I found myself following my father into a mountain area, some place where I had not been since I was a child. We came to some old dilapidated buildings where there was old machinery. I suddenly recognized where I was, went to look under an awning and pulled out some old comic books I had put there forty years ago. I kept looking around though; there were cables, electric gear, blue walls, plastic helmets. Turned out that it was an old and long disconnected water electricity plant, and that now it was going to be put into use again. I could see the pipes leading the water down to the lake on the other side. Then, I was on the other side of the lake with a grizzled electrician; we were holding an old and crude blue rectangular device that looked like a reading meter of some kind. I lamented that there were so few buttons and functions but the guy beside me said that it was enough for the task.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

A strange dream last night, in black and white and from an older time than now. Edwardian?

A nightclub. There were men in formal black suits, and women in ornate dresses, and loneliness. And then there was Lola; frizzled dark hair, short and slender and shy, who danced with men after turn. I bought her a drink. We talked, briefly. Then she passed on, but I had learned her name. I left, walked the streets. Took a long elevator ride with a tall man with a hard face who looked as if he slept there; we shared a cigarette on the ride up and it eased the tension. Then I was back in the nightclub and looked for Lola again, but when I saw her she was on another man's arm. She danced on.

The dream ended there.

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Captain Maltese

Last night I found myself in a hotel room with Mick Jagger and Keith Richards from Rolling Stones. We were sitting in couches around a small table with a few groupie girls, and were drinking whisky poured into big milk type glasses. One of the girls seemed quite friendly to me. Then we went joyriding in the hotel elevator and bullied young guys in suits.

Then I woke up.

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Ralhend

Oh great... A thread about dreams.  Here is where all of my RP partners run away screaming...

Thankfully last night was just a variation of the standard issue "A Monster is chasing you and you cant run for shit" type dream

A sentient, smart assed vacuum cleaner with a bad temper was chasing me.  It wasn't even all that big but I was terrified for some reason...
After that I was eating bacon and eggs with a 20-something Rita Hayworth in Paris...  Yeah.  Hmmm.
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Wveth

These are great.

Last night I dreamed I was kid and was in grade school with a child-aged Osama bin Laden. He had it out for me and would bully me.

Captain Maltese

#41
A night busy with dreams. But one was vivid in particular. I was parking outside where I supposedly lived, when I managed to slightly hit a car that that parked and standing partly into the parking area. I knew who it belonged to, and was quite unhappy about it. Eventually I was on the door of said person and was let in; a number of other people were there already and they were grinning evilly at me. We discussed the cost of the repairs. One of the older guys in there turned out to be a lawyer and gave me a bill of exactly 8500 dollars. I protested as that wasn't the price of a repair of a dent but the price of a used car. The owner agreed, still grinning evilly. I said "Just shoot me already." He brought a pistol from the back of his pants and pointed it at me. I just looked at him, feeling nothing but relief. He pulled the trigger and there was a bang. But I still felt nothing, and he looked at me and at the gun in disbelief. Then a woman shouted out "He isn't meant to die!" and I leaped at the shooter, wrestling for the gun - I swear I could feel the cold metal against my fingers IN THE DREAM - until I got control of it and then shot him while he was on the floor.

And then I woke up. Do note that even though Norwegian is my first language, every spoken word in this dream was in English. Odd.

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Ralhend

I dreamed I was eating PBJs with Isaac Newton, and discussing its origins...
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Captain Maltese

An unusual dream this night.

I was on a road station or inn of some kind. There were people sitting by the tables, waiting to be fetched or to move on. On the floor was a lot of rubbish and papers. I saw a handful of postcards and out of curiosity I picked them up, then froze when I noticed something familiar and realized that they were for me. The first one, which I read, simply had my name on it and simply said... well, it was something more personal than I want to post on E. That was when I understood I could find more messages. I rose up and told the others by the table there were letters down there if we wanted them and I could help. Some said no thanks but a few said yes. Those sat down with me on the floor, and then there seemed to be bits of information all around us. A letter to said person with a title as well as a name. Packages with stuff in them. Fragments of uniforms, photos. Some was good and some was bad. But no one who wanted to, looked in vain.

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AmberStarfire

It wasn't so much last night as while ago.

I can't remember what happened in the dream except a crow found me there. I knew his name.. knew him and it was like he hadn't seen me in a long time. There was this feeling of true happiness because he'd found me again. He was a big, black crow. :) I don't think he was a raven.

The dream kind of stayed with me. My grandmother had a pet crow, but I don't remember dreaming about him since then. I was going to write his name down and I forgot it. It was like it was on the tip of my tongue but I couldn't quite remember. Now it keeps coming back to me again and again and again. It feels like that wasn't just a dream. I'd write his name down  but being pagan myself, it's kind of like 'names have power' and it isn't mine to tell. But I do know his name. I'm going to ask my mother when I talk to her next if my grandmother's crow had a name.



Captain Maltese

That's a wonderful dream Amber. Just remember that even though names have power, most beings have more than one name. Your name for your raven friend is the one you get to call him by.

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#46
At about ten minutes from my place there is a large intersection that connects the good part of the city to the bad one. The main street is lined by graveyards on one side and a rather wild park opposite to them. I still remember the place the way it was thirty years ago, filled with abandoned construction sites that look like concrete skeletons partly exhumed. A strong wind is ever present in my memories, always pushing down a shadowy avenue, towards the bad part of the city.

I was right on the corner of that avenue, enduring the wind as I waited for the tram to turn and pick me up, when my phone rang. The number belonged to the one good friend that I had in this life. He died about one year ago, either directly due to the surface and inner burns caused by a chemical flame, or to the horrific conditions in our hospitals. I cannot remember the exact conversation, but I think he said he is very sorry for what happened and that he would like to see me again. I told him that I am sorry as well, but things are the way they are and, at least for the time being, a reunion is impossible.

***

It is not the first and probably won't be the last time that I talk with those who should be in eternal rest. I don't have words to describe how unnerving it is. My skin is crawling to the point that it feels like it's about to tear itself off and run away. I wish I had deeper knowledge about the sectors of the brain that cause these dreams. I would very politely ask them to stop.
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Captain Maltese

#47
This is a dream I wish I had written down as soon as I woke up this morning. Now many details are gone but some still linger.

I was in a forest. Not so thick, but more marsh like with single trees here and there. Gloomy. Then I saw someone coming my way; a column of ragged men. They seemed like prisoners of war wearing roughly the same type of ruined uniforms, walking dully forward without noticing me. I waited until the column had passed me, then moved into their path. In the water nearby there were little pieces of the greenish and indelible ends of carrots and other root pieces; the remains from when some meager meal had been made for those men.

The next bit I remember, I was standing in front of a Russian officer - he definitely felt Russian. Old uniform style, long leather boots, visor hat, the works. And he boasted of something, waving his hands and laughing, and we seemed to be negotiating over something. I was given a paper with letters on which I was supposed to bring somewhere to someone. I looked at the paper but couldn't read the text.

And then, or soon after, I woke up.

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Trigon

I had a dream in which I was dodging Tetris blocks. I woke up when one finally fell on me :(

Captain Maltese

The dream I just woke up from. It was all one dream but feels more like jigsaw puzzle pieces.

There was a war or something going on. I was in some facility testing and trying to find suitable recruits for something special. There were two recruits there and they were good healthy individuals but not what we had looked for.

Then me and a male friend or colleague were on an errand in the streets, taking a shortcut between some houses. On a back porch were two women sunbathing. They called out to us as we passed, and we stopped and talked. Eventually we went inside with them and there was vigorous sex. A shaving razor was involved at some point.

When I returned to the facility a man was following me. I was not sure at first but when I stopped and peeked after turning a corner, I saw him climbing over a gate that I had locked. He eventually came inside the facility and attacked me, but I had prepared with some kind of weapon or trap and I captured him. Then others came to help.

That woman from the porch returned though, and we went to meet her folks. Out in hillbilly style country. There were wooden sheds and wooden houses, and old yet disturbingly cunning folks sitting inside reading books. I was welcome but very much an outsider.

And then I woke up.

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Trigon

I had another dream in which I was running towards someone. He was too fast, so I got tired and gave up :(

Captain Maltese

Last night's dream was disturbing; what little I recall of it anyway.

Demons were flying through the city streets; I and a close relative were fleeing from them for while. Then two men appeared, moving with great determination. They appeared to be leading the demons forward. We hunkered down long enough to make a spell which ripped into the air like an artillery barrage and took down some of the demons; then we fled on. The two men had also been hit and were shedding pieces of human skin, revealing flames inside.

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luna146

My last nights dream was a bit weird

I was running for my life from my bitter rival back in high school through a hallway. I am not sure why and everything seems to try to slow me down and worse of all I was naked >< Then she grabbed me and I woke up.

Captain Maltese

Last night's dream.

I was arguing with a man. His head was shaven bald and he was agitated, and he was also holding a gun in a threatening way. Even so I was feeling sympathy for him. Then while we were arguing there was a sudden and startling movement beside us, maybe a bird, and he shot me. The bulled must have just barely snagged me as I was bleeding but not incapacitated, and we continued to talk.

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Captain Maltese

I rarely dream about people I know personally. Who I never dream about at all are famous people. Last night however, I found myself arriving at a strategy meeting. With Adolf Hitler, and a few of his top people. Yeah. I was wearing a dark coat with a golden badge of some kind, there were other people there who distinctly felt like officers and administrator, and then there was Adolf himself. However he felt nothing like the stale old guy from the old official pictures and movies. THIS guy was vibrant and eager, firmly in control and keeping things in motion. His clothes were youthful and the whole person felt young and energetic. I felt uplifted just being near him. And yet it definitely was AH. We discussed some policies and papers. Then the group of us moved to a warehouse and inspected some sort of clothes or uniforms; not for personal use but to be chosen for mass production.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

A nonsensical dream last night, but the images were so clear. I am on a white beach along with other people, when there is a shout. "Look! There is is the rocket!" I look up into the clear blue sky and see something like barrels on the same trajectory, eight of them. One of them falls to the ground nearby. We are a small crowd of people wanting to see but hiding behind something as we are afraid it might explode . Then a group of soldiers in white uniforms arrive, and they deal with it.

Then I woke up.

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Trigon

I had a dream in which I believed that I actually woke up. I only realized I was still sleeping when the dream started to get really weird.

AmberStarfire

I dreamed I was a nurse for some reason. I'm not. When they were called for, I knew I wasn't one but I stood up and went to help. I don't know what it was for.


AmberStarfire

I've had a few head-hopping dreams lately, like I was different people and I could feel what it was like to be them. I don't remember much except I remember being a gay man who was youngish, in his 20s, and who pronounced dinner as 'tea' because he was going out for it. :D

This morning I dreamed someone called my name and it woke me up. Sometimes that happens and I usually try to take that to mean it'll be a big/significant day in some way, but it may be because I make it one.


Trigon

I had a really weird dream in which the sky was falling. Literally

AmberStarfire

I decided to rest for a few minutes (just a few mins ago) and I started to drift off to sleep. Images often come when I do that, and there was a white goose. I didn't fall fully asleep and I got up again.


AmberStarfire

#61
I had a vivid dream where I was in a space colony that looked like our world, it was so vast. A bit like Firefly, some areas were lower tech (or out in the middle of nowhere) and others were modern-day tech. There was some kind of battle or incident, and the air processors were failing. It had become a bit harder to breathe and one woman told me they were down to 23%. It was known among the population that if they couldn't escape (which was unlikely to happen) or the air processors weren't repaired (someone had to come from another world to repair them, which would take time), everyone would suffocate.

I was with Hairy in the dream, and we'd escaped some bad guys who I think were holding us back from trying to get away. Hairy had all but given up because the vehicles were gone that mysteriously appeared for us 'each time we arrived in a new place' and we were out in the middle of nowhere, but I told him they might still be there or we could walk. We shouldn't give up! We ended up in the city we're in. We followed the paths of synchronicity (it was my idea) after I had a flash of a man who had something to do with a unicorn), and I ran where instincts led me (Hairy too) and I found him, only there were two women and a man with him, and one stepped in and talked to me instead. She gave me another piece of information, and we headed down toward a book store (that isn't where it was) that sold stickers (why they'd be open when the world was ending, I don't know). That's where I got an update on the air processors and talked to a homeless man who wished me 'good luck, friend'.

We were looking for the next clue, which we needed stickers for. Hairy wanted to go check out the sci-fi/fantasy section, which for some reason was upstairs in this bookstore. I told him not to go, that I needed him to help me with the stickers.. and I was looking for them when I woke up.

In a way the air processors were failing. I woke up with asthma.


Captain Maltese

A restless night with strange dream, several of them.

I found myself in a room with three other men. We were all dead tired but elated. One other man and I was lounging on a couch, talking happily in a low voice. In the far end of the room were two other men, standing talking in front of a blackboard while writing on it. Eventually we left and stood outside an inn, and the mood went darker as some other party clearly did not want us in there. We went in anyway. The furniture was rough hewn and the clothes we wore seemed medieval, maybe a bit later. It was the members of the other party I felt most clearly. One went near us, and tried to lift a heavy barrel to perhaps throw or roll at us. I kicked at one of his legs and he collapsed under the barrel with a crushing noise. Then another hostile man appeared, he stood beside us and talked angrily. But I noticed he was having some kind of peppery powder in his hand which he tried to sprinkle on our food, and we forced him to eat it and sent him off. Finally a woman from the same hostile group came close to us. She seemed far from hostile but when she tried to come close to us we saw the sharp ends of spikes or needles protruding through her garment. We held her, turned the garment around so the spiked poked inward and pulled the garment back around her. At this point the remaining hostile persons ran out and away, and we were angry with the inn staff for having allowed this attack. They ran off as well, but in retaliation we plundered the area behind the desk. There was nothing of real value but we took some bottles and small stuff to show our anger. By now the other visitors were agitated and scared, but as we left they started to settle down again quietly. And there were guards arriving but they stayed away from us.

A new dream. Different time and setting. I was wearing some simple uniform, a shirt and pants and maybe a tie. I was in the living room of a mature woman, several other women of varying age actually. The room had windows and mirrors and dark walls and classic furniture in black and dark brown. It was dark, as if it as evening or the lamps were sparsely lit. I danced with them one at a time and had some polite conversation. The first was grey of hair, wearing a black conservatively cut sweater, and she was smoking a cigarette. Then I danced with two or three more; the one I remember vividly was younger than the others - and she had a badly damaged face, like she had survived an explosion. The scars did not stop her from having a more provocative manners than the rest. She said something, I replied, she slapped my face, I slapped hers, and then we danced on.

There was a third dream, between these two, and the only thing I remember clearly is the moment it was erased from my memory. As if there as a sudden hole and something big was gone that I could see the moment earlier. Odd.

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Trigon

I had a dream... about really random stuff. It was as ransoms as it sounded :/

midnightblack

Had an interesting one last night, with very vivid colors. I was walking through a cone-tree forest in what appeared to be full summer, when a storm began to gather. It looked very menacing, the clouds were so heavy and shifted in color from cobalt grey to this really weighty black with emerald shimmers. I found this large raven on the ground. It was scared and couldn't fly. It had this really big beak and I was sure approaching it would be bad news, but I did it anyway. I picked the bird up and found it surprisingly light and very soft to the touch. Then I saw this old castle in the distance and said we'd best take shelter there. I got to the place right before the storm fell, but can't remember what happened after that.

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ladyfickle

This happened to Lady F a while ago...

She just woke up, wet and fervent, she has been dreaming of him the entire night… she doesn’t remember a thing, apart from being extremely provocative… but, oh, that glow upon her happy face: yes, her heart remembers it all. She woke up with sparks in her belly, she desires him more than fruit or drink, and this night she has been satiated. 

How – she does not remember, but she begged for it with every cell of her body. Unlike most of the time, when she submits… the remnants of this dream bear a strike of dominance on her part, she really did him well…Her sensuality awakened by the dream,  she shines… and the weirdest thing is she woke up ready to make love to him since what happened in the dream wasn’t enough, she still wants him.

She wants him for an entire day without a minute of  break, her belly is melting., her eyes are slowly closing, to keep the shine that comes from them, she feels delighted from answered prayers, she needs his kisses  badly, her body burning from their touch, the stinging voice of Whitney Houston summarizes it all… sublime, intense desire, desire that he has never met… a craving need, a revelation…and now that they have been making love…. She feels…insatiable want...

and that's not all:)

Trigon

I had a dreamless night last night.

Captain Maltese

I dreamed I was entering military service on some kind, and was being handed parts and assembly float diagrams to put something together that would be part of my gear. It was a busy place. I was looking at the parts and the paperwork and had that nice 'yeah I can do this, no problem' feeling.

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Trigon

I had a dream where I was falling into a black hole. A very interesting experience

Captain Maltese

A strangely coherent dream. I found myself standing outside a store, looking into a window. I was happy because I had bought a whole black sports bag full of movie DVD's. This was resting on the ground beside me. Then some people came running out of the store. They also had a similar black back and ran into me. Looked at me briefly, then ran on.

I walked home, opened my bag and found it full. Not of DVDs but of money stacks and red sponge cake. I called the police and a group of them arrived. The chief was fairly small and had short greying hair combed tightly backwards, he felt clever. Clearly they expected the bad guys to follow my trail home, and prepared a warm welcome for them. In the meanwhile we ate red sponge cake.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

I was on an airstrip. In a pilot's clothes, relaxing with other men. I know we were German but I can't pinpoint how come I knew. The landscape around us was arid but there were trees too. It was warm. Then the alarm sounded, and we ran for our planes. My plane was sort of midsizish; bigger than a fighter plane. A propeller engine on either side of the cockpit. The strip was short, and at the end - a steep cliff drop. My plane went down like a brick, engines howling louder and louder. I could see the bright white cliff side pass by, the sea coming toward me until I could see the crest of the waves. At the last moment I jerked the rudder back and the plane did a practically 90 degrees break. I found myself flying level with the sea, barely above it, watching the bright blue sky and the whitish cliffsided islands dotting the sea horizon.

And then I woke up. Verdammt.

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Trigon

I had a dream in which I woke up. Then I woke up for real

Captain Maltese

I dreamed I was on a long tedious car ride on some errand, leading me to a road inn near the border, surrounded by a few houses. Boring place but outside were a number of cats who didn't mind petting. I started to make a toy from some paper, but then the cat owner showed up. She was kind, and invited me in for coffee. When I got into the spacious living room there was already a man there. Her husband? He was sort of polite but impatient, and felt like he was a business type. He was talking in his cell phone and sounded worried. I caught words that indicated someone or something was missing.

And then I woke up.

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Trilby

As a rule, I don't remember my dreams.  But when I was in my early 20's, I went through a period of anorexia, and for months I had a recurring nightmare that I was onstage in a play, but I didn't know the play, my character, or any of my lines.  When I got offstage, I couldn't get the wig or the costume off either.

Trigon

I didn't remember last nights dream unfortunately :(

Captain Maltese

Last night I dreamed that I was going to prison. Went through the check-in procedure and everything. There were corridors and a cell. But there was also a woman. Definitely an investigator; she was in civilian clothes. She was kind of short and had long dark hair, and kept asking me about something that I refused to answer. Then some time passed. I was either finished with my sentence or let go, but the woman was waiting for me outside the gate and was still asking about the same things. I was still not giving her an answer.

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Captain Maltese

Last night had a different theme. I was on the street, heading for an antiques store. I met a small group of people and a girl among them decided to follow me to the store. But she changed direction again at a street crossing and I did not see her again. Then I arrived at a cluster of small white two storey houses, sort of a quarter, and followed a narrow stair up to a second floor. There I found this delightful brightly lit shop full of collectibles and uniforms, some of which had been rebuilt to fantasy versions with bright colors and buttons. I talked with the shopkeepers who invited me into the back room where they were making more unique custom versions. Two men and one woman, all firmly in the hipster class. There was laughter, and they wanted me to start working there as well even if it was in jest. It was a wonderful place.

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Captain Maltese

A really bad dream I wake up from now.

Shit was happening right in my home; there were a number of government people sniffing around under some context and they were looking grim. There was a meeting which I was not allowed to be a part of, and at that point I realized that I was better off doing a runner even if it meant leaving everything I owned behind, including my home. My home and the things inside it are very important to me. But soon I was on a beach, feeling sick but determined. And it was literally feeling like a bad dream but I could not wake up, even though I tried! Next I was running through the shallow sea water. Someone were chasing me, just for fun, and I grabbed an old small boat anchor and told them to go away, and they did. Then I was lying at the side of a road, peering at the traffic through the bushes while still wanting badly to wake up. Then a bus came by, I stopped it and asked the driver how far the money in my wallet could get me. She thought about it and gave me a name, but it would also take all the money I had. So she suggested somewhere a bit closer, I agreed and went to the back of the bus to sit. After a while the bus stopped again and three guys came on and seemed to be looking for someone, but they did not notice me and left. I eventually ended up at some kind of inn and stayed there for a long while.

I have rarely felt more relieved to wake up.

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Trigon

I had a dream in which I was abducted by aliens. I woke up before they could do anything though :/

Autumn52

Last night my dream/nightmare was disturbing:

I was at a small apartment that I use to live at and I had so many people talking to/at me that I was having a headache. I finally told them to be quite and take turns and one of the women told everyone to be quite and let me think. The lady was clad in a white robe. She had some sort of authority and everyone got very quite. Next they all looked at me as if to ask me something and I was just confused as to why all these people were in my house.

The next thing I know their is a wolf by my side and he is comforting me. I can understand what he says to me even though he never spoke, it was like we were trading thoughts not words, if that makes any sense. He said that I could make them all go away, (all the people in my apartment) if I just closed the gate that I had opened. I didn't understand what he meant about a 'gate' being opened. He seemed disappointed in me and I started to cry. The woman in the white robe came forward and told my wolf to stop making me cry. Then all hell broke lose; men crashed down my door and as surprised as I was they seemed surprised as well. The older man of the group said, "where did all the people go?" I looked around and everyone was gone but then I looked closer and they were in the walls, sort of on the walls, or maybe they had become the walls. I saw eyes looking at me and then the wolf told me to tell them that I didn't know what people they were talking about, so I did. The older man slapped me and my wolf growled at him. He stepped back and told one of his men to shoot the wolf. He did and the bullet went through the wolf without harming him. But I wasn't so lucky. I felt a burning sensation in my right side and looked down to see a gapping wound. The wound was far bigger than a simple bullet would make so I looked up and the men were gone and I was lying on a table. I could feel the life draining out of me. The room I was in was white everything and the pain in my side was going away. I was covering in a white sheet that had blood all over it. Then a man that I knew a long time ago came and said to me, 'chose'?

I remember feeling relieved and sad and confused all at the same time. Then the people that were in my apartment in the beginning came back and all started talking again. My headache returned and then......I woke up. When I woke up Bella was licking my face and I felt tears streaming down my face. Once I was fully awake Bella lay her head on my chest. I don't know if she woke me up or if I just woke up.

I wish I could never sleep again.
May light guide you through your turmoil and may darkness never cross your path.

White Light be upon you if that is your wish

Luryd

It was simple.
I don't really recall but I do remember the feeling of anger and the feeling of my skin tightening.
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Trigon

I've dreamed about nothing before. Does that count?

Autumn52

Quote from: NecroMantid on June 08, 2017, 09:44:22 AM
It was simple.
I don't really recall but I do remember the feeling of anger and the feeling of my skin tightening.

*hugs if that is okay*

I have had dreams like that, it made me mad all day and I wouldn't know why. That is a horrible feeling, I hope you were able to shake it and not let it ruin your day.

Quote from: Trevino on June 08, 2017, 08:07:34 PM
I've dreamed about nothing before. Does that count?

If it bothered you or made you wonder then it counts. *hugs if that's okay*
May light guide you through your turmoil and may darkness never cross your path.

White Light be upon you if that is your wish

Trigon

Quote from: Xandi on June 09, 2017, 02:16:27 AM
If it bothered you or made you wonder then it counts. *hugs if that's okay*

YAY!

Captain Maltese

Last night I found myself in the Victorian, maybe Edwardian age. Somber black suit. And I was in some kind of gentleman's club, with a question mark on gentle. Because the guests were all mature men but somewhat seedy, and the waiters were all men but also very young and pretty. The kind of place where the guests groped waiter ass but without the waiters complaining. I had my eyes on a waiter myself. So. It was in this setting that I was approached by someone lawyer like who handed me a large amount of money in a bag, and a list of names. All male names; people who were not present. I was asked to help to give the money to the men, some of which were very poor and and some of which were already very rich. We discussed who should get much money and who should get little, and in the end I was allowed to make individual judgement in each case. This job would be taking quite a while.

And then I woke up.


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Captain Maltese

Pandemonium. Last night the dreams just didn't want to stop. What you get here is just a few and not necessarily in the correct sequence.

I was talking with two men, who seemed to be lovers - one was dressed leisure suit style, the other was more biker or hipster. I think I got some advice. Then I went to visit some relatives. Someone was offended, there was an argument and I left. But I did locate a few of my mislaid possessions while I was there, a pair of yellow work gloves in particular.

Then I went on a train. I bought a ticket that gave me possession of the last four wagons; it was sort of like a long apartment only when I opened the doors or looked out the windows, the landscape was moving around me. Very beautiful and peaceful. Then I put on my dinner jacket. This took a while because I could not locate the holes for the arms; the openings I tried first all turned out to be pockets or open seams. I went to the dining car; the car was huge and there were lots of people sitting there eating. I found a waiter and asked for my place but he said I needed a reservation. I said I had one and showed him my ticket but he insisted I needed a special one. So no food for me.

The last part of the dream was at night, in America. I know this because I knew I was at a 4th of July celebration. There were huge statues or figures, flood lights going upwards, fireworks, fountains and music. Very festive.

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Trigon

I had a dream about falling.... forever

Captain Maltese

Two dreams last night. First one about a tall guy in white clothes who was writing reviews about gas stations. Then one about a government trap; an agency was posing as a weapons store selling guns online but it was really a way to lure people into making illegal purchases so they could arrest them and take all their weapons. These were unusual dreams because I was not part of either story line, just observing from the sideline.

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Captain Maltese

Last night was filled with dreams of computer crime.

First, I was at a school in a room full of computer. There was a young insistent woman beside me, who wanted me to do something with the school system so she could get a free something at the lunch counter. I was not keen on doing what was obviously a crime. She pushed me until I did it though, and at that point she gathered up her things and left without a word. I hurried to log on again and get into the system so I could erase my tracks.

Then I was at a conference or seminar of some kind, full of computer guys. The crime this time had to do with two identical wheeled black suitcases under some kind of brownish plastic rain cover, who turned to be very different on closer inspection. Me and another man was doing something to them while being in a room to ourselves.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

Two dreams tonight.

First dream looked suspiciously like someone's plot idea. A Cajun woman, yes that was specified in the dream and I don't even know what a Cajun woman IS, is living a rough life. Which changes entirely when she wakes up to find herself having become a vampire. That was the entire dream.

Next dream was scarier and rather more personal. I was at home, and a dentist was doing a home visit to check my teeth out. One tooth had to go. Before he left, he insisted on making dinner. Some sort of rice and meatball dish. I wasn't hungry but at least he left. There were several other people in the house though; they were not hungry either. Then the sea started to get violent; the radio was telling about ships breaking down. I was struggling to get into rubber boots and an overall and tried to talk one of the women - I knew her well btw - to come down to the beach to look for wreckage but she didn't want to come; instead she wanted to wander off with another woman in the house. I asked them if they wanted to check out the circus gear stowed into the barn, but they were not interested in that either. Then one of the neighbors' cats wandered by. I lifted it up to look at its collar, but instead of a name there were settings for a good old fashioned IDE disc drive.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

Last night's dream: there was a somber man in a dark room, sitting in a chair, possibly guarding something. Then I think he was killed and a man in a very brightly colored uniform took his place. Then there was a woman, with a dagger, who killed him and took his place. Then... I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

A strangely complete dream last night. There was a man. He was old, bitter, cantankerous and not all there, but with the body and bearing of an officer. I saw him in a garden. I got the impression he was living with relatives or neighbors, and they were not too happy to have him there. At one point he attacked and destroyed a small tree in their garden because it was angering him. I talked with the neighbors and they said they were talking about having him place in some kind of caretaking home, so they could have room to care for someone else. The whole dream was giving me chills and I was glad to wake up.

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Trigon

Today's dream was an infinite regress. I think I woke up like, 20 times, before waking up for real. It was pretty annoying  >:(

Captain Maltese

Hell on a biscuit. Tonight's dreams were worthy of Tim Burton.

There was this perfectly normal-looking town on a hill. A street with people in it, including this huge troll which was really a number of people in a costume. Then a police woman ran up to me and started hugging me joyfully, which was really weird, both because I did not know her and because she was about one foot tall - when I talked to her she merely purred. But she was a real cop in a real uniform and her tiny little radio set was crackling with static.

Then there was this huge storage hall and I went to look at a boat which I clearly had something to do with, it was some sort of civilian amphibious house car full with gear for a trip. Beside it was a mass of other boats and vehicles stacked, including Sherman tanks made from rubber. Then I was distracted when someone wanted me to look at some papers; I went up to an office then returned, and suddenly the storage place was being emptied for some new purpose and I could not find my boat car again. But then I saw the proprietress; she was slick and evil and had become an enchantress and behind her walked several enormous skeletal elementals and I ran for it. At this point someone friendly was with me, one or two people, and something very important had occurred to me, and I said to them "Now I know what matters when nothing matters anymore!" then ran to bypass the evil group to reach somewhere before they did. But the hallways had been fenced off by random crap; when I tried to get through I saw the enchantress pass me just feet away. She either ignored me or didn't see me. But behind her, bobbing in the air, were the human heads of two more elementals; their compressed bodies where bundled under their heads like spider limbs. They stopped beside me and seemed to sense my presence, but then moved on. And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

Tonight I dreamed of a nameless broken city, dark and wartorn. Could have been some Eastern European place. Could have been the Middle East. It was in the middle of the night, few lights. It may have been raining. All I knew as I stood on the street with a pistol in my pocket was that I had come there to fight in a war. The gun was heavy.

I was climbing through what may have been a hotel. Electricity was gone, there were crushed walls and bricks and rubble. No people. I found several rooms crammed with food remains; the cans were open and everything had spoiled.

Then I was back on the street. There were tall trees or hedges on one side; the wet leaves glittered in a solitary street lamp. I passed a military truck. As I did so, a tall man in fatigues started following after me. This was not good and I got the gun out and let it hang from my hand. The follower trailed off. But I was barely armed for this place.

A little later I was in a gun seller's truck. The selection was not great and my fund were also limited. I purchased a worn, oldfashioned submachinegun and a few magazines.

Not far off in an open area I could hear shooting. I could see a few other men, armed, in dull informal uniform clothes, and we seemed to be on the same side. They were all going in the same direction with guns raised. I followed them into the darkness. Shots were fired, both ways. I shot too. The gun was awkward to hold. Then I was hit in the left foot blade and it hurt. Bad. But it must have been a small bullet or a high velocity one because I was able to continue forward. I was bleakly aware that the wound would have to be seen to very soon or I could risk losing my foot.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

Tonight's dream was of space exploration. More precisely perhaps, planet exploration.

I was in a space suit, but the sky was blue. Underneath me was a planet whose uninhabited craggy landscape was wild and unfamiliar, but also full of gnarly forests and snow - and not that far below. Maybe a few thousand feet? Closing in was a tube-like white ship that was not moving in any direction, and was also fairly small. I went in through the smaller airlock. There was just one other person aboard, who greeted me with little more than a nod.

Soon after that I was down on the planet surface with the other person. A woman. We were doing some sort of task, complaining about the snow, when we saw another ship arrive and we sped back up to our ship. When we got there they had already entered the ship by the big ship docking airlock in the other end. As we entered by the maintenance airlock the other guys, 3 of them including a tall blonde guy, started to suit up to get in with us by the other airlock and there was a hilarious moment when we said they could just open the compartment door and walk in to join us.

And then I woke up.

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vastowen456

This dream is a couple months old, but I like to talk about it every time I get a chance.
I was extremely tired when I went to sleep, so it felt as if as soon as my head touched the pillow, I was in the dream. It felt strange, because it seemed, to me, that it actually was INSTANT. It just invoked some weird feeling. So, what the dream was, it was like my entire field of view was some black construction paper, and the wall that I fell asleep facing was being traced on it, every bump, crack, or little detail, in this white chalk. It was quite fast, from left to right. (I had an extremely detailed wall, it was really bumpy, kindve like a popcorn ceiling but smoother) Then, when it finished tracing the wall and the edge of the bed in front of me, the paper started burning, and I could hear hundreds of myself screaming.

I woke up, and the first thing I saw was that outline of the wall, and the edge of my bed from the dream. This is one of the few times I've actually woken up screaming.

Very shaking.

Also, as if to support my feeling that the dream was instant, it was about 45 minutes later.
Not exactly instant, but close enough for a dream.
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Autumn52


Usually a black wall in a dream means our subconscious. Being drawn on by white chalk I would think would be self explanatory, it is your subconscious trying to communicate something important to you. The next part of your dream is the most interesting to me. I think this is your subconscious telling you to let all the things in your past, all the things that maybe only you know about, let them go. Burning in a dream can have several meanings but in this context I would think that it would mean letting those things go up in smoke. The hundreds of yourselves screaming, well maybe you aren't as ready to let go of those things as your subconscious is?


I have studied dream interpretation a little. By no means am I an expert, but maybe some of this will make sense to you and give you some peace.


When a dream is so strong that it affects your waking self and leaves this kind of impression, it really speaks to me. I have had nightmares for years and after I had a burning ceremony they decreased a lot. They didn't go away but they did get better. Instead of waking in a cold sweat, sometimes screaming, every night it has gone to about two or three times a month. I consider that a success.


I hope you feel better now after a couple months have passed. Good luck and I hope you find resolution.


*hugs, if that is okay*
May light guide you through your turmoil and may darkness never cross your path.

White Light be upon you if that is your wish

vastowen456

Thank you for the interpretation! It was really interesting,  and provided a new way to look at that nightmare. And thinking about it, maybe the explanation makes sense to me? I'll have to think about it more.

Thanks again!

*and hugs are very okay*


In high-school, I used to always have those dreams where you go to school naked, not realizing it till you get there and people make fun of you.
I was told these dreams usually mean you don't have very high self-esteem, or something like that, and I didnt back then.

Anyway, I'm rambling lol.
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Captain Maltese

Two dreams, over the last few days.

I dreamed that I was walking through some sort of brightly lit hall. It may have been a big store. There were shelves with music DVDs and greeting cards, and cafes with coffee and baked goods. I think I was wearing a long black coat but not feeling out of place in the urban crowd. Then a couple of shelves away two women were looking at cards and one of them, with very short white or blondee hair, read aloud from one card she was holding; the first line of a poem I was familiar with. I automatically read aloud the second line from memory. Without missing a beat she closed the card and read the third line aloud. I read the fourth, she the fifth, and I the sixth and final. We smiled and they left, but she left the card on the shelf. I moved on.

Second dream. I was talking with a woman. She looked perfectly normal. I could only see her in half profile from the neck and up. Then she turned her head to look directly at me and the other half of her face looked like it had been terribly damaged; lots and lots of scars and skin that looked dead. But she kept talking and seemed otherwise unaffected.

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Quote from: Captain Maltese on August 29, 2017, 07:24:20 PM
Two dreams, over the last few days.

I dreamed that I was walking through some sort of brightly lit hall. It may have been a big store. There were shelves with music DVDs and greeting cards, and cafes with coffee and baked goods. I think I was wearing a long black coat but not feeling out of place in the urban crowd. Then a couple of shelves away two women were looking at cards and one of them, with very short white or blondee hair, read aloud from one card she was holding; the first line of a poem I was familiar with. I automatically read aloud the second line from memory. Without missing a beat she closed the card and read the third line aloud. I read the fourth, she the fifth, and I the sixth and final. We smiled and they left, but she left the card on the shelf. I moved on.

Second dream. I was talking with a woman. She looked perfectly normal. I could only see her in half profile from the neck and up. Then she turned her head to look directly at me and the other half of her face looked like it had been terribly damaged; lots and lots of scars and skin that looked dead. But she kept talking and seemed otherwise unaffected.


Some of this is very familiar. Weird huh?


That first dream reminds me of something, but I can't put my finger on it.  :-\
May light guide you through your turmoil and may darkness never cross your path.

White Light be upon you if that is your wish

Captain Maltese

The dream world is a weird place, Xandi. Some of it is more real than it appears.

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Tonight was filled with troubled and dark dreams. I was briefly visiting family members, who were having other visitors on a holiday as well for a. Everything seemed normal until I could see a multiply colored creature on the wall. I thought it was a parrot at first but it turned out to be a big lizard colored green, red, yellow. I had barely noticed it before a much bigger lizard came walking up to me on the living room floor. A komodo dragon, the size of a dog. It wanted to cuddle I think but I held it away. When it yawned at me it had a mouthful of huge sharp green teeth which I didnt like the sight of at all.

Then I found myself at what seemed like an out of town convention. No costumes but a number of young people seeming organized and determined. I was at a meeting, watching a screen, and frankly being a bit bored. I eventually walked down to the cellar garage and then thing turned interesting. There was a sort of slab, an artifact, that definitely did not belong with the cars. I stood there for a while and then others turned up who explained about it. Even some bikers passed by and I noticed them but right then I did not know why. After a little while I was brought to some kind of beach resort. There were wooden building, a board walk along the water edge, and all along the board walk were pillar-like artifacts that seemed ancient and powerful. I was there for a while until something approached me that was intelligent but not human. It hovered in the air and I think we talked.

And then a big rabbit came walking towards me. It seemed normal from a distance but it fell over as it got near and became still. That was when I saw that it was hollow and part of the fur was gone. Inside were a mass of gears and wires and cogwheels, all slick and green. Mechanical, but not constructed by a human.

I left after a while, found a car and headed into the nearby forest road. Something about the car wasnt functioning right and I was rolling backwards and downwards but somehow managed to stop it. When I got out of the car and looked along the road I could see a column of very small humanoids in slick black armor march single file up the road, like one foot tall vikings.

After a bit I came to what looked like a bikers club. A low bunkerlike building with a guard outside, who looked alarmed when he saw me and had signs of having been recently beaten. He recognized me from the cellar and tried to talk me out of entering but did not stop me. Inside there were more bikers, all seeming alarmed and uncomfortable at seeing me, and all looked like they had been stomped on. We talked about something and then I left.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

Two dreams tonight. The first was not good.

I was driving along a very narrow road; just a single track. There were passengers in my car and we were talking. Some sort of driving computer was showing a camera screen on the dashboard, showing the car ahead of us and indicating it with a white square a well. The car ahead was struggling, and as we watched it slid and got stuck. We laughed and I braked, then drove back and left a few meters because the computer indicated a T-crossing. But as soon as I had backed in there between two houses there was a muted crashing sound and then my car slid back into emptiness. After a second I realized the car had not stopped and that this would not end well, and I turned to my passengers and said 'I am sorry'. After that, only blackness.

The second dream started out at some kind of party. There was music, people in party clothes, laughter, a clothes wardrobe guard. But this was not a public place, more like someone's private club or stronghold. I was invited into the back area and there they had a lot of weapons; complete ones and parts. Assault rifles and other guns. I was interested of course and we made a trade deal for some parts. That's all I remember.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

I was in a big building of sorts with several floor where history was being researched. There were history books on shelves and tables everywhere and the walls were bright white. Down in the cellar there were a combined holding cell and hospital area, and in one cell I found Hitler, wearing a hospital gown. We talked briefly. He said he had lost all his memories but when I mentioned a few bad things he had done, he was defensive in a happy way as if he saw no reason to feel remorse.

A car, and a young woman. She was attractive but had some trouble with the car and I tried to help her fix it by adding and removing panels. She eventually drove off and I was hoping I would bump into her again. I don't remember what she looked like but the car was black.

A fast drive down a narrow snowy winter road surrounded by tall trees, in the middle of the night. I was a passenger. The man who drove the car drove faster and faster and I was getting quite uncomfortable. After a while I was walking along the road instead and others were passing the other way. I could see lights from a city in the distance.

I was going to help someone put together a table. The trouble was that the main parts were at one location, the screws another place and the tools a third. So I had to drive from place to place and I got annoyed.

I was on an airport. I may have been looking for someone. But instead I kept finding things that people had dropped. Wallets, lighters, jewelry, fobs. I returned most of it to the owners but pocketed a few items I thought I'd never find the owner for, like an old lighter. A few things were lying outside a shops stall and when I realized the stuff belonged there, I turned it in to the guy who ran it. One old lady tried to knock me down with her stick because I was standing in her way. She said "I'll hit ya."  As I went out the front doors a long slender black woman turned to look at me. I don't know why. The last set of keys and wallets were on the road on the outside, by a car full of people. I picked it up and handed it to one of them, a sparsely haired guy in a suit, and he said thank you but he seemed like he didn't really care.

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vastowen456

I had a dream I was chasing someone. I don't know who, but for some reason in the dream I was determined to find out who it was. It was a she, and she looked familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on who it was. It was a rather short dream, because I tripped and woke up :/

I haven't had many dreams lately.
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Autumn52


I had a waking dreaming the other day:


I was in an underground location and on what was like an op but I'm not sure if it was. I had on all black and felt completely alone on this mission I had to complete. Between me and doing what I was suppose to do was a large man with many guns. I knew if I did what I had to do I would die but if I didn't do it others would die. I don't remember anything else but I woke up with a terrible pain in my side and crying. It was very upsetting for some reason. I still feel upset by it. *shakes head*
May light guide you through your turmoil and may darkness never cross your path.

White Light be upon you if that is your wish

Captain Maltese

One of those observed dreams.
There was the inside of a salt mine, worked by prisoners and supervised by Turkish or French soldiers. I could see them working to make a round upward shaft in the white material. The uniforms indicated this was around World War One. All the civilian clothes appeared Arabic but several of the prisoners were white men. There was an escape. One man was covering his face with a garment to hide ugly scars on one cheek. There was a river, and the little group of escapees were in tiny canoes going down the stream. Finally, a western street somewhere far away. Four men were left. One white, three Arabs. They were standing outside the white man's house, carrying his wounded body, commenting on his wounds but claiming he would live, and then they carried him inside. There servants took him over but the authority of the house, a father/officer thanked the three Arab by making them nobles or something similar.

A dream I definitely was in.
I woke up in bed with a woman, not knowing how I had gotten there but I seemed to be quite welcome. From there it got odd, because first her sister peeked in by the door and said hello and then her mother. There was breakfast with all of them, eggs in a pan, and they all sounded like I was likely to be hanging around - and I still could not remember how I had gotten there. And then it got even busier, as she started to call her band buddies who all turned up in a sour mood to get the instruments she had been storing for them, to make room for my stuff. And then a whole special effects group, retrieving all the miniatures and not so miniature stage models she also had been storing. I was NOT happy that my presence was setting all this in motion.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

Another busy night in dreamland.

I was traveling through prisons, in some official capacity - I was not a prisoner myself. Lots of white walls and prisoners. But I was running into some of them again and again. One was a bald slender man, neither young nor old, with intense eyes. Another was a trio of young women, with the same anxious look. They all kept telling me the same thing: "Memento Mei. Remember me." Except it could also have been "Memento Mori"...

I was in a car, driving into a big city. I took a left turn instead of a right turn on the fringe of the city and ended up in a dark slum; concrete tunnels, decaying buildings, grey people. Someone told me to get out and how, but in a friendly way. And so I navigated back out and managed to get into the other end of the city. Which was clearly somewhat more affluent, but even there people looked distraught and there was trash everywhere. I went into a restaurant looking for a man, but he was gone. As I were talking with the others there came a shout, someone came running in and told everyone that a man - the one I had been looking for - had been found in a nearby trash bin, shot dead.

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Captain Maltese

I was driving to visit someone; we were going to do something. I parked outside his house to wait. But I was very tired, so I fell asleep in the parked car for a while. Then I woke up as no less than four black-dressed priests came out of the house; I could see their white collar things. They came to the car and one of them said sternly that I couldn't stay parked there. I said that I had just fallen asleep, and then I drove off. I never saw the guy I was supposed to meet.

Then I was doing something with some sort of white drone; it was flying about me but there was rope or wire hanging down to the ground. It started to fly away on its own accord and I followed it, across an area until it slipped into the upper floor window of some company offices. I went in there and was allowed upstairs; the drone had stuck to some cables and stuff high on a wall. In the mean while I had realized that I knew some of these people; I had worked with them before. That was awkward but they were friendly; a contract or milestone was being celebrated and I was offered cake with them.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

I dreamed I was a young girl. That has to be a first in all my years of dreaming. I was in a school class, disrupting it by listening to music on my laptop while the teacher talked and louder than I realized. The teacher threw me out and told me I was not to return. Outside the school building I met a sad man in black oldfashioned clothes. He told me in very bad English he was from Poland, and showed me some sort of crude metal framed plates he had invented. They were interesting. And then I woke up.


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AmberStarfire

I had a dream and Yggdrasil was in it.

I'd been out with my mother, and she was telling me about a RL friend of mine, who I think had means things to say about me. I also didn't think she was well, and there was a general concerned tone to the conversation. We were sitting in a room (a bit like a shopping centre, though it had more of a convention feel to it) when I spotted the guy who played Mal in Firefly (in costume). He was with Catherine Zeta Jones (she was in a wheelchair), and there were some other people with them. I traded joking comments with 'Mal' (which my mother didn't understand at all I think), and I remember everyone was heading off into another room. A young boy took my hand and led me in there, where I think there was going to be some kind of performance/show. I think he may have had a slight blue tinge to his skin. I was worried about leaving my bags but I found later that I'd brought them with me.

I was in a different section, but it turned out there was one seat left beside my mother, so I sat there. The lady who played Faith in Buffy was around too, but I didn't see her, and I wasn't sure where she was going to sit, but I know she was going to join us.

Then the camera panned out and down, and we were up high/among clouds, and as it panned down, there was a giant tree (that I recognised as Yggdrasil - though its bark was almost orange), and we must've been among its canopy. I remember runes, though I don't remember how or why. As though they somehow marked where we were.


Captain Maltese

A strange dream last night. I was a pirate, apparently. There was this giant wooden jumbled structure of sail ship parts, ladders, beams, gangways, and I was exploring it. I was not alone. There was a young woman there too, a girl rather, who I seemed to be vaguely or distantly related to, and we were not getting on well. There was something furtive about her. We were looking for a treasure or something else valuable. After a while the girl abandoned me, vanished up to the surface, and I heard hard unwelcome voices. Government people of some kind, and the girl's voice was with them. Apparently I had been sold off or revealed. I kept on searching but had a dull knowledge that once I got out of this place, I would be seized or arrested or killed. This kept on for a while. Then, from a different direction, there was other voices, angry ones. These I recognized. They were my crew. They had found out I had been betrayed and were on a rescue mission.

Then I woke up.

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vastowen456

#112
I had.. an odd experience a night or two ago.
I had a dream about an odd children's castle-looking place, with seemingly randomly shaped boards of bright colors, like one would be a bright blue, another neon yellow, and yet another a bright red, with no sense to the colors other than their obnoxious brightness. It reminded me of a clown, somehow.
Well, I walked up to it, and the door was too short, and I attempted to lean down to go through, but I hit my forehead on the frame, and woke up.

Then, in a groggy state, I attempted to remember the dream, and slipped back into it, yet I still felt awake. It was strange. It felt like a memory, yet also like a dream.

I did a lucid dreaming test on myself, and I could indeed breathe through my nose with it pinched, yet I still wasn't sure if it was a memory or a dream.

Either way, I attempted to walk through the doorway again, and the same thing happened. Yet this time, instead of banging my head on the frame, it phased through.. an odd feeling.

I saw one of my old friends, and followed them through the weird place.

Something happened, I don't remember what, and it was morning.

The whole dream had an odd creepy vibe to it.
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Captain Maltese

A night full of busy dreams that made little sense. A lot of people walking along a path. Preparations for a party. Dogs walking around. Me looking for stuff in boxes, especially a goblet I was going to drink wine from. Two moments stuck though. I was looking at a mirror to check on my clothes - and the mirror was showing me in a different position than I was standing in. I looked again and the mirror image seemed normal again. This happened twice. Then I was at a party and someone handed me a pair binoculars that had an extraordinary effect - each tube showed two different futures. In one, I could see myself in a prison yard. In the other, things seemed more benign. The owner told me that this was the two possible outcomes of my current actions, depending on my choices.

And then I woke up. Somewhat worried.

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SeraphAzriel

I woke up, pulled on my long jons and underlayers, threw on a sweater and thick socks.  Grabbed wallet, keys, and phone.  Went downstairs and got coffee brewing.  Took up a stalk of celery and gnawed a carrot as I told myself that I was most definitely waking up.  Packed up my lunch for the day.  Swapped slippers for a pair of work boots.  Then headed out the door.  That was right about the time my alarm woke me up.  Then I realized that I'd have to do everything I'd just dreamed about.  X D X

Captain Maltese

A really odd dream last night. I was in Asia, and it was in a distant past. I was on the border between two countries, and there was this odd tall rectangular building between them, built of stones or masonry - definitely not modern concrete. I was walking through it, up a long staircase, and I could see into a large number of rooms - and there was personal armor everywhere in those rooms, enough to equip an army. When I entered the place it seemed empty but a man came walking in from a side hallway; he looked important and was followed by a number of guards.

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Captain Maltese

Last night I dreamed that I enlisted, as a Norwegian, in the Swedish Army, since I had the qualifications for a specialist job there.

I have no idea why. But the dream was REALLY specific about those details.

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This one gets spooky.

Last night I dreamed I was visiting the home of an antiques dealer. I felt younger than I am today. He was older,  had a lot of stuff around the place, and seemed slightly physically disabled but pleasant enough. I was wandering around the place looking at the things he had. There was also another visitor; a young woman, long black hair, distinctly cool type, and a little out of place. She and the older guy was talking in a discrete way while making sure I could not follow the conversation. I wandered out of earshot a bit and found a table where there was a magazine called "Dante Club". It was BDSM-related, with articles and about domination and submission.

Then I woke up. The dream was still strong in my mind and I googled "Dante Club". And there IS a "Club Dantes Inferno", in Los Angeles. Definitely the BDSM lifestyle too. And I can guarantee you, I have never heard of it before. 

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Captain Maltese

Last night I dreamed I was at some sort of formal social function. In present time, meaning early winter. The kind where I wouldn't really want to be and wasn't actually needed, but would need a really good reason for not showing up. So I was there. This was at some kind of country estate with old buildings. I knew some of the people there, but I was in a dark mood and felt distanced from the conversations. I had been on better terms with the people there in the past, and now there were happiness and expectations I was not part of. And odd things started to happen. I looked at a light fixture and the lightbulb blew right there and then. I moved on, looked at a wine glass and it broke without being touched. Then in the main room, I looked at a lamp beside an old woman and the lamp swung out through the window and went dark - the woman looked at me quite alarmed, but said nothing.

Then I walked further through the room to where the main group was sitting, including an old man I had had some okay conversation with early. I stood beside him, and took the word just as there was a silent moment. "I and (his name, I forgot it) would like to read you guys something. It's called 'Last lull of the autumn'." The man lit up and said "Oh, I think I know that one - isn't it" and started on some poem but I put a hand on his shoulder and said 'no, it's like this."

And then I drew in air deeply, and howled. Like a wolf, except instead of the howl dying at the end it became shriller and wilder like a banshee - and then the world changed. The wind around the houses started to whirl madly, the sky became wollen and unclear, and the nearby pine forest seemed to grow taller and move closer, shaking off the ice and snow and radiating greenness like it was indeed early autumn. The fireplace inside the house grew from dull red to light orange and roared like it had been filled with fuel and hot air.

Everything grew silent. I felt naked, revealed. And then I woke up.

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Autumn52


I think these last few dreams tell a lot, don't you?


Interest for sure.


Here is something for us to ponder. It isn't just a dream but also during waking hours...It is someone I have been thinking about.


I haven't seen this person in years and yet she is at the forefront of my mind lately. I can't seem to shake the thoughts of her out of my mind.
The thoughts are about sad things. Events that happened to her and I when I was a few years younger than I am now. We shared some time
working for the same people and in some dangerous situations at times. These thoughts of her always come back to the way she died. I can't
stop thinking about her....It is driving me insane at times. I ask my guide why??? and he does what he always does....no answer.


Any clues? I tried talking to her and got no response from her....Others we happy to use the opening but not her. If you have any clues, please
I am open to it.


Sorry I didn't mean to hijack your thread Captain but you probably know about what I am talking about, and it is related cause I have been
dreaming about her every night.


Okay I will leave it there. Thanks in advance to anyone who has some ideas.....
May light guide you through your turmoil and may darkness never cross your path.

White Light be upon you if that is your wish

Captain Maltese

I catch your meaning Xandi. PM is coming.

.....

This morning I woke up feeling like a message recorder. No images left, no actions, just three words. "Check out 'xxxxxxxx'." I have no idea what it means but on the off chance that I will find out, I am withholding the last word for now. It is a long time since I last woke up with a sentence alone in my mind.

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Captain Maltese

Strange one last night. Then again, they are all strange. I dreamed I was out fishing at the shore, and caught what the dream called a 'kraken' - pretty hideous thing but only the size and length of a shark. I was going to throw it back into the sea but someone said that Somalian restaurants were paying for these in gold in their own weight. So I sold it to a restaurant, got well paid and an invite for a meal as well. I went there and the place had dark wooden panels, white table cloths, people were wearing suits - unexpectedly stylish really. There were other guests there too. One woman opened a cupboard and screamed; we looked. And there was a kraken skull, decorated with a blonde wig and makeup.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

Last night I dreamed I was on an unfamiliar church yard, looking for a grave. I knew the name and where the grave was supposed to be, but it still wasn't there. There were green metal poles all over the place; I thought they were some kind of markers. Eventually I found out that the grave had been moved to a mass grave; there was a large stone marker with a title and many names; the one I had been looking for was there too.

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JustAlexander

I don’t dream all that often but I had a really good one over the weekend.  Even though there aren’t many details it left me feeling blissfully peaceful when I woke up.

  I can’t remember what the surroundings were like, but I was sitting next to my girlfriend (who was holding her baby daughter) and she was leaning her head on my shoulder and I had mine leaning on hers.  And for the most part we just sat there.  Occasionally we would both turn our heads so we could look each other in the eyes and share a smile knowing that we were both completely happy and content in that moment.

Captain Maltese

Last night I dreamed I was doing some construction work, containers and heavy lifting gear was involved, when I suddenly remembered I should be on an appointment with a doctor right then. I left the work knowing I was going to be way late. But I got there; a tall building with many windows that was sort of triangular from above. It was crowded inside; I was on one of the top floors and little offices and workers and patients were everywhere. I located the floor reception desk and the woman behind it told me I had to pay for the appointment I had not met, and then she told me I could go and knock on the door of one of the doctors on the floor. Which I did; he had round glasses and a white coat and was slightly miffed to lose his break. We went to the cafeteria though, and had coffee while I talked about my current health. He seemed pleased, Then I sad something foolish like 'well have your coffee damnit!' and he got back to being miffed. Before I left he handed me some mood enhancing pills.

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Autumn52


I have been having a terrible nightmare anytime I go to sleep. It has been haunting me during the day as well. This has been going on for close to a week now and last night was the worst yet.


Here is the dream:


I am talking to my favorite wolf, Symon. We are in my favorite wooded area and we are discussing some events that have me questioning certain things. He suddenly perks his ears and says, "I wasn't paying close enough attention, they are here." I ask, "who is here?' and I begin looking around. I don't see anyone but I feel an evil presence. I stand up and before I can say or do anything out of the darkness comes a flash of light and Symon jumps in front of me and it struck by it. He falls to the ground after letting out the worse howling cry I have ever heard. I get down and try to see what has happened and how I can help but there is just a hole in him, a large hole. I begin to chant and to call for Michelle. I am rocking him and chanting with all my life force but he dies in my arms. HE DIES. Symon can't die, can he? I mean I thought he couldn't die but he dies and even as I just write this my chest hurts from the thought and I can't stop the tears from coming. Michelle never comes and I never saw what killed him. I just sat there for what seemed like hours rocking him and crying. The night came and went and came again before I woke up. I feel sick because of this nightmare. Bella has been waking me up a lot for about a week now and I finally figured it out, she wakes me up from this dream. I am crying and she wakes me by licking my tears. I just don't know what to make of it. I have tried to make sure that Symon is okay but I still haven't had any word.


Anyway I just thought if I wrote this out that I could banish it from my thoughts once and for all.



May light guide you through your turmoil and may darkness never cross your path.

White Light be upon you if that is your wish

Captain Maltese

A strange dream last night. I was in a huge building of some kind. Corporate, academic, state maybe, somethings with lots of offices and laboratories. The place was old, like it cold have been built in the 40s or 50s but there were modern computers. I was in one office with some screens, and I was apparently a security staff of of some kind. I was wearing some sort of dark, blue or gray, uniform. On a camera screen I could see a woman, who was not familiar to me, who seemed perfectly normal but was in the wrong place of the building at the wrong time. I went after her and found her in a hallway. She was pleasant enough at the start of the conversation but as I pointed out her being in the wrong place she went angry, then tried to run. There was a struggle. She was slippery and strong as an eel. I finally got her in a grip that placed her helplessly over my back, but it was an painful hold for both parties. I then walked through some offices; there were people there who looked rather shocked at me passing through with my cargo, but I eventually located a specific man who looked like a scientist or professor; tall, skinny, and with somewhat ruddy and half long grey hair. He seemed to be on top of the situation and asked the woman something. She answered, angrily, and he continued to speak to her. She stopped resisting and I put her down on the floor, then left.

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Captain Maltese

Disturbing one last night. I was in a city or urban area; lots of one- and two storey buildings. Not many people in the street and something very bad was happening. Someone was following after me with bad intentions but it was just a little bit of what was happening. Up in the sky I could see a big passenger plane. The engines were on fire and it was sailing toward the ground and out of my view. The one who was following me went off after someone else instead, but I think I was hit in a leg first. Right then another plane appeared in the sky; a solitary jet fighter plane going after the first plane at very high speed. There was an ominous silence, and I and the other maybe half dozen other people at that spot laid down on the ground and covered our ears. And then there was a boom. Not something happening far away; it was as if the world went white and soundless and the ground shook and throbbed. Next I new, a woman in some kind of boiler suit was leaning over me asked if I could move. I could right then not feel anything and could not move my limbs, but then I was on my feet and I replied that I was fine. She told me to follow her, and started to run. I followed her; no one else were moving. The air was full of dust which worried me a great deal. I wanted gloves.

The woman was running to a two-storey building. There were no windows and the walls were made of concrete. The woman went inside a door and I followed in. Right inside the door at the bottom of an unpainted stairwell a man was lying; dead or badly wounded. The woman shouted at him but he did not respond. I noticed that he was wearing a more substantial suit with a helmet and gloves. I tried to take the gloves off him then saw that they were dissolving. What had he been doing? The woman went up the circular staircase and I followed. It went up several floors and then we were on some sort of platform overlooking what could be a hangar or a work shop. There were other people in suits there and a full alarm was in progress. Apparently someone were trying to break in.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

I dreamed of a hillside. There was war going on, but what period I could not tell; the soldiers were carrying muskets or rifles and were all wearing long woolen coats. There was the flash and thunder of cannons. I was part of a small group of soldiers. We were headed toward a spot on a hill where there was a lot of shooting. There was a small unit already there, our people, taking rapid fire. But they were just milling about. I could see the officer and I recognized him as someone who was not a real officer, just someone who had bought his way to the job. I told him to get out of the way and he gave me a look of hopeless defiance, as if his pride was snapping. He stepped aside though and I spread my few men out and told them to lie down, and then we returned fire.

That's when I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

I woke up in a jungle, terrified. In a wrecked white tent and covered in white blankets. Outside was a huge gorilla, at least 10 feet tall, and it was probing through the wrecked tent with a hairy hand the size of a hup cap. I could feel its hand reach me and lie probing on my chest, and I fought to not move or make a sound. Then I saw my horse standing close by; it was dark brown, and had a brown leather saddle with brass tackle. I reached out to it, grabbed on and sent it running while I swung up into the saddle.

And then I woke up again.

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Captain Maltese

Ai. Last night I was busy writing and drinking wine until 2am. I am not one to complain about a burst of creativity, but there were consequences. For one thing, at some point after I went to sleep, I either sleepwalked or some mischievous pixie lent my body, went to the kitchen, made cocoa with powder and cold milk and drank most of it, left the milk carton out on the table, and then had some sweets - at least those were unwrapped first. I certainly don't have a memory of it.

And then I dreamed. Of going to a huge airport. There were lots of people hanging around. Shops, luggage, rolling sidewalks, the works. I needed to travel somewhere, I had been somewhere and was going home and for some reason I had not ordered a ticket in advance. I now tried to order a ticket but was told to have to wait until someone else cancelled, the system was in chaos because of some event. So I walked around, sat, waited, talked with a few people. It got very late and I was talking with two women; one was a cop and the other a fireman - in service uniforms, not full garb. We were flirting a little bit. The cop was a blonde with a sharp haggard face, like she had been doing too many late shifts on too little food. She was very pretty when she blushed. Seeing it was getting so late it was better described as early, I suggested we rented a room and got a few quiet hours. They said something like that getting them a room wasn't getting me sex. I said that I didn't fuck on first dates any more anyway. I'd be back to this city some time later. (I know it's cheesy. It was a dream. I am merely reporting.) So we managed to get a room, and it was like the inside of a shoe box. White walls, no windows, practically just a single bed and some extra mattresses on the floor and a tiny bathroom. I got the bed, and the ladies were settling on the floor. But the door was open and two guys walked past; I seemed to know them. They were having the cubicle next door. They were laughing, we had a brief chat. The younger of the guys was half naked and looked pretty hot; he went to the other room quickly and then we heard some humping going on. The three of us hit our beds too.

And then I woke up, damnit.

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Captain Maltese

I dreamed that I was in a team training about ten androids in street subterfuge. This was not going entirely well. The androids were going down the street, looking the same and walking in the same pattern. Most of the androids looked like men but one looked like a woman, and I was talked to teach her to act in a counterintuitive pattern so she could avoid detection. We were doing stuff like stopping at random shops and look through the merchandise, try on clothes she did not need, read in books, little human traits. We were in a restaurant, having a conversation with someone else in our team. Then re realized we were being bugged by a nearby couple; they had a microphone and a recording device. Clearly agents of a different organizations. This was not good. We went to the bathroom section, where one of the others on my team handed me a small crystal-like item and told us to leave. The android and I left by the bathroom window; we were climbing down the walls of a very old building with many decorations so it wasn't too hard. But we were being followed, and ran into neighboring dark factory-like buildings and found a way to an upper floor where there were shops; from these we made it out to the street.

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Captain Maltese

There was this sports type; running like the wind, going to some sports event. Then he changed into a gryphon while running. As he arrived the rest of the team was waiting, they looked pretty baleful - but then started to change into gryphons as well. Sports commenced, and then they changed into swans and flew away.

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Captain Maltese

I dreamed that I was in some sort of mall or conference center; there were shops, offices... and stormtroopers. Or rather guys in stormtrooper costumes, as some sort of temporary attraction. I was one of them; we were doing things like marching unexpectedly out of swooshing doors. Very festive. But someone attacked us out of nowhere; some where shot and killed, some wounded.

And then there was an executive of some kind. Suit and tie, tall and sharp, and now I was him. I saw my troopers be attacked, talked to one of them and then the big strong attacker was coming for ME. I was by my office and I jumped over the waist high shelf, narrowly missed my own office chair, crashed down on the floor and reached frantically for the alarm button which was under my desk. It was a silent alarm. I got up and ran out in the corridor, to the staircase, down it, and into a meeting room where a couple of people were concluding some business. A man and a woman. I knew them, and as we all hurried to get under the table I shook their hands, especially the man. I reminded him that after the signing of the papers a few minutes ago his company was now responsible for something to do with security, and he used an electronic thing to send a message to someone.

Then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

Weird. I woke up without remembering my dream but with an intense need to hear Rachmaninoffs piano concert no. 3. I have not heard it before at all, nor did I have an earful of classical music right before going to bed.

And that's how I came to start my day with 45 minutes of classic piano. It was really nice.

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Captain Maltese

Argh. I have been dreaming about "Bugsy and Malone" all night. And someone laughing and saying that they are just a symbol. Then I see two men on a street. Then I wake up, and dream about "Bugsy and Malone" again. Rinse and repeat. And I have not even SEEN the damn movie.

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FroreQueen

This is a very messy writing of the dream I had, it woke me up and I had to write it all down. I don't want to add or fix what I wrote - that might ruin the memory in my head.

End of the World was coming.
Can travel to a new one with keys. Only so many keys, regulated to certain people.
People don't know I have them, I try to get people out and away. Get mom out.
Once you travel there, you become something else. A new creature. Sentient, but different
Save a man and his son, A woman and her daughter. And then there are others looking for me. They're angry because I have the keys.

There's a man in an apartment or a house. We talk about what's happening. He doesn't want to change. Doesn't want to leave. I write him a note and spend time with him. It's a quiet house, older. There are messages on the back of a dresser - Writing for each other. I'm thinking of things to take, I don't take much. My animals are all ready - they'll change too, like us.
I spend more time with the man, as much as I can. I ask if he would change, I have the two keys just for us in my pocket.

He says no.

It's calm, peaceful. But the end is coming. I can feel it.
I have to get out of there. I leave a key for him and go
Someone hands me a bag of keys
Activated
Illegal
They want to help - they say nothing. They have activated more keys - we're trying to save as many people as possible. More are coming. Friends are there. They cross to the other place.
I send my animals over - I have to before the people
I wait for him. He doesn't come.
Things are growing dim
Time for us. I cross. Pale stripes of teal over tuqiost
Nature is vibrant
It's huge
They're there
All of them waiting, laughing
We made it
I have keys and trinkets with me
Maybe the world didn't end and we could go back
Maybe he'll come. His name was Sean.


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Captain Maltese

Weird one last night. I opened the front door and there were four cats outside, who were coming in. Three black ones and one tabby. They had been missing for a long time, had gone to another part of the country, and now they were back. In bad shape. One lacked a foot, another one lacked a tail. They were scrawny and thin, wearing bandages and veterinaries had written contact information on them. The cats had brought two dead mice with them. I let them in, of course.

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Captain Maltese

Very visual one last night. I was in a machine shop; there were lots of guys in boiler suits, oil, grime, heavy machinery. I was brought to a stall and told to put together and solder some metal components with wires. As I was doing this, a big low car drove in and parked in the nearby parking area; it attempted to park a little away from the others. The car was on fire. The driver darted out and sprayed a spot with a fire extinguisher; then three more people calmly left the car. As they went away there was a wooof and then the car was engulfed in fire.

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Captain Maltese

I dreamed I was in a large building. White walls, bright roof lights. There was a monster, of the space alien type with lots of claws and teeth and gadgets, and a portal through which a whole bunch of beings were coming who immediately attacked the monster. Humans, humanoids, others. They were using all sorts of scifi type weapons shooting beams, rays and so on. The alien countered with shields and rays. Then there was a loud bang. Someone else, not one of the portal arrivals, had fired an old fashioned rifle at the monster and it reeled in pain, because it had not prepared to fight something that primitive. Another shot rang out and it fell.

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RipTide

I had a dream last night that began with me waking up in Austria (I think) on a vacation with a friend and my parents. I’ve been to Austria in real life and in reality my dream was nothing like the real place, but I knew where I was, saw things I felt I had seen before. I was trying to show them all of the awesome things there, but the entire time my mom was being a bore, or just rude, making mean comments, wanting to nap when we only had so much time to explore, etc. I remember vividly the feeling of anger I felt towards her. What I don’t remember is if I hit her or not. I really wanted to.

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Captain Maltese

I had a terrible night because I managed to run out of sleeping pills. (Fresh supplies today, fortunately. Two nights like this would have been twice as bad.) Lay awake until 5am and when I finally did get to sleep the dreams rolled over me with unusual detail and ferocity. You might want to consider this post to be on the nasty side, although no more than any news story. Fair warning.

I was in a city street. It had been raining and the asphalt was wet. In a strange neighborhood. There was a two floor building. A bar or something on the first floor, and a number of bearded men in wigs and dresses outside. I went in a side door and up a staircase to the second floor, where there was a small shop. Could have been a pawn shop maybe; it looked scruffed. Someone told me the desk counter with the real goods was closed for the moment; a couple of shady men were looking at me darkly for a moment then ignored me. There was another man there too; another customer. His skin was a lot darker than mine, and seemed to have a sunny personality. We made a few jokes and I called him a caballero. We decided to go somewhere else and a small young blonde woman wanted to go with us. She was a prostitute and also felt sunny. We went outside, the three of us arm in arm, down the dark wet streets, taking a few dance steps here and bowing like ladies and gentlemen there. It was such a happy moment. Then we came to a different building, went up some stairs, and there "El Toro" was waiting for us. (Yes, the dream actually named him.) He was a gang leader and had other men there with him. A killer of police. I don't know why we went to meet him. El Toro had thick black hair, was well dressed, fat and muscular, and was sunny in the wrong way. The girl, who was looking to gain something, made advances on El Toro and they had sex. Then something went terribly wrong and El Toro sent all his men to have sex with her as well in the same room. It was ugly. After it was over she was sitting on the floor crying and said she was torn to pieces, and she leaped for a gun on a table and shot herself. Then I and the caballero looked at each other's faces, nodded, pulled out our own guns and shot everyone in the gang. I was saving El Toro for last. He was begging. I shot him twice, low in the belly so he'd suffer. But the caballero told me that I should not be as bad as El Toro, and while I looked at my friend I lifted the gun and shot El Toro in the head. I asked the caballero "Why, if suffering last so long, must vengeance be so fast?" He had no answer for me. That dream ended there.

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XiroSevyn

I'm in a strange concrete room with hoses and knobs all over the walls. There's a drain in the center of the floor. It's not really frightening, and doesn't appear to be a torture chamber of any sort. There's a small corridor on the side that leads to some steps going down. There's a bunch of women here, watching me. They don't like me at all. I realize I'm mostly naked, save my nightgown. And I'm now expected to work. I don't really know what my job is here, so I just grab a hose and turn it on. I spray some stains off the concrete floor before accidentally hitting the emergency shutoff. The foreman appears as if from thin air, smiles, and shows me how to fix the mistake. The women grumble and make snide remarks about the appearance of my butt.

Then a dog barks louder than all hell and I wake up.

XiroSevyn

Sunday, 23 September, 2018
It's the middle ages in Ireland. And there's zombies. And there's this married woman that I fall in love with who secretly “marries” me in a cave at night. But the king, for some reason, sentences me to prison. And tries to marry off my new bride to some noble. The other nobles oldest, knowing she is still married to someone else. The king pulls out a handwritten book and declares that only his rules, written and revised every day, and only seen by him, take precedence. The court erupts and half of the nobles are also sent to prison.

As I'm being led away, the jailor takes me to a secret room where the remaining nobles are. They tell me that they're not going to let me be arrested for no reason, bring me my new wife, and tell us to escape. I sense something's off and discover they've stolen the king’s book and hidden it in my wife's belongings. I know he'll execute us for this, so I try to turn them in. But it doesn't work and I end up killing the king with his own sword while he tries to seduce my wife. The nobles try to arrest me for regicide, but I refuse to surrender and me and my new bride are killed in the streets.

Captain Maltese

I was at a concert. Some obscure steam punk band; the hall was maybe two thirds full. The music was a bit monotonous and the singer not quite top notch. Afterwards I was in the small lobby and saw the band check out; they seemed happy enough. I had a couple of words with one of them. When I left the place I had a bus to catch but it was not coming this way for hours so I wanted to head the beach for a while. I felt oddly young. I passed a trio of girls and one of them asked where they could buy cheap beer, but I could only direct them to the nearby grocery story. She was not happy about this. Then I went into a beach bar or shop of sorts to buy something; there was a young attractive man in just bathing trunks there; he asked me if I was going swimming in a rather pointed and intimate way. Odd. I moved on to the beach which seemed to be at the edge of a jungle forest. Very pretty. What really caught the attention was a cloister or temple that had been built in the water; lots of steps going into the water, low wavebreaker walls, little building and plateaus enclosed by walls. Not so much a big building as a labyrinth or a fortress, marked by age but not decayed. There were robed people going about, and bathing people. Blue sky, strong sun. I went swimming in one of the open hallways; the water was warm but not clear. Nearby a man shouted that he had found someone lifeless in the water, and moved him toward a gate at the top of a few stairs. The gate did not open but there was open space between the gate and the steps and hands reached out and pulled the lifeless person inside.

And then I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

A happy dream, for a change.

I arrive at some sort of storage space. Imagine the back room of a huge book store or library; giant heaps of books on pallets, some open and some not. There are people working there, minding their own business. On one heap I see an album of the Corto Maltese comic with a title and front picture I have not seen before, meaning it is pretty rare. One of the workers there is a pretty girl with black hair. I ask her if I can buy the comic, but she tells me it is not for sale. Bummer. I leave. But next I go to some sort of informal meeting with a group of people discussing something at various tables. While I sit there, the black haired girl show up and we have a fun conversation. The album topic did not come up again but I seem not to mind. That is all I remember.

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Tilt

I don't recall what led up to the moment, but I remember dreaming that I was sitting on a couch waiting for someone. A shapeshifter, who could become anything you requested, and apparently I requested that they turn into Dresden from the Dresden Files.

In real life I've never considered Dresden particularly sexy (It's hard to be like, 'Oh baby, YES!' when discussing a man who canonically dresses like he took a tumble through a thrift store and is scruffy on the best of days), but dream Dresden was DAAAAAAAAMN sexy. Much taller than me, broad shoulders, carefree smirk, all the recognizable Dresden features, but he seemed so real. Immediately, I froze and got so nervous that I had to comment that he's my favorite detective, much better than Scooby Doo. Next thing I know he was that fucking dog and I couldn't figure out how to change him back. Instead the shifter kept turning into different characters from Scooby Doo and I gave up trying when they became Scrappy.

Sexy dream ruined.

Anachrony

I do not recall last night’s dreams, but I have taken to dreaming of zombies lately. Oddly, they are not nightmares, the zombies are more of an annoyance than a threat. And curiously, it did not take place in any of the houses I have lived in, but a house with a completely new layout to me (but not to dream me, dream me seemed familiar with it).

Captain Maltese

I was dreaming that I was at some sort of small get-together, an after work gathering. Just a small cozy group with an undefinably English touch. There's alcohol, laughter, a gradual ease-off of clothes as it gets warm. Some people have to leave and now there are just four of us, me and a smooth salesman type and two pleasant-looking women. We are sitting on pillows in some corner now and things feel fairly intimate. I say something flirty to one of the women and she smiles to me in a way only English women can, and reaches out and puts her hand on my knee -

- and the damn cell phone goes ping and I wake up. Damnit!

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AmberStarfire

I fell back asleep a few mins ago and there was a man in my dream. He seemed around his fifties maybe, a bit battle-scarred, though I take that more from how I felt about him than just what I saw of him.

He said something to me like, "I'm a beast and that lets me see other beasts."
(and in the dream I knew he meant evil people or predatory people).

He took off his glasses and handed them to me, and I jumped awake just as I would've put them on.


Captain Maltese

I have not remembered dreams for quite some time. This morning I did.

I was driving a car. It was electric, and made of metal so thin that it folded just by touch - but when it got damaged, it did not affect the driving abilities or harm me. I was driving on a very busy city road. Once I hit someone elses car, and once someone drove into me. Eventually the car was hit badly enough that I realized I needed a small spare part to do repairs before I continued. I found a small mom-and-pop store of the type that seemed to have everything in the whole world tucked into corners and crannies and for sale cheap. At first I was delighted because I was finding all sorts of hard-to-locate collectibles but the owner of the shop was cranky and arguing with other customers and his kids helping to run the place, and I managed to say something uncouth and he flat out rejected to sell me anything. I had to leave. When I got outside, a bunch of local hoodlums had assembled and walked towards me in a threatening way. But at close up the hoodlums were not very threatening after all. More like it was bad guy dress up day at school. One tried to stab me with a straw and I threw him aside like he was a pillow. The others kept stumbling into each other and somehow turned friendly toward me. My last memory of this dream is being at a party with these 'hoodlums'. I was in a bedroom with someone, who giggled. And then I woke up. Damnit.

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Captain Maltese

I had this dream a few night ago. Unusually clear. The memory still lingers.

I am at an international airport. Somewhere in Asia, judging by the travelers. Thousands of people hurrying along. I am going somewhere too. Then I see an Asian woman who is strangely familiar. She looks at me too and we recognize each other from many years ago, a school class or something. We had been on friendly terms. She is in the company of an old man I have not seen before, it turns out he is her father. We exchange a few words, I tell them of my journey, they look at each other and nod. I am then invited to visit them in their home, and my traveling plans are halted.

They have a city home. Neither wealthy nor poor to my eye; it is an apartment of simple lines. There is a second old man in the apartment; he is the brother of the other one. All three of them has a quiet dignity. We have a meal but I can't recall what was served, and we talk. She and me about old times, and the old men turn out to be veterans from a war now long past. Afterwards I am shown some antique figurines and a few medals and keepsakes from the war. The apartment looks out over a river going through the city, a river in great turmoil as it goes down along narrow banks, and I think "That must be the Yangtze River".

I take my farewells and leave. Going back to the airport my flight is long gone. I book a new one for next morning and a hotel room and think "Great. I am marooned in a huge foreign city. How do I spend the rest of this evening?" I head for the hotel bar.

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Xyza

Xyza’s dream
01/09/2019

     It all started when Xyza was hailed as a chess champion when she was in elementary. She was known even to her high school as a chess champion. However, when she was about to compete with other chess players in high school she was asked to roll a dice and it landed on four giving her the lucky set for mahjong? What? She immediately won the game and became champion again that she doesn’t have to compete in the preliminary rounds but wait for the contender for finals.
One male teacher, a bully teacher, doesn’t want to see his students excel in anything approached her and said. “If you are a champion in chess then you are 0 in soccer”.
      “Okay”. She replied plainy.
      “Why don’t we play”. The teacher challenged along with his favorite students with the intention to humiliate her or embarrass her in front of everyone or the whole school.
     She was in high school but the setting suddenly changed to her elementary school basketball court. Since her elementary school does not have a soccer field they were going to play soccer in the basketball court and make the parking lot as the goal. “What about the cars?”. She asked the teacher.
      “The challenge is not to break them”. The idiotic teacher said with a laugh along with his favorite male students.
Soon the game started and she was on the middle of the basketball court suddenly the area was filled with young boys playing basketball while they were playing soccer. She was focused on the soccer ball when a basketball suddenly hit her on the head making her lose her balance as the whole students on the court started to laugh at her when she fell.
      Enraged she charged at the one who passed her the ball and grabbed his collar yelling. “We are playing soccer why did you pass me your basketball”. He just laughed with his basketball friends behind him and even the teacher’s favorite student who she was playing soccer started to laugh at her. She lost her temper that she used her martial arts skill to take down the hitter on the floor. She used forward neck throw technique which was her specialty and most used skill in aikido.
     She stomped her feet off the basketball court after realizing everything was a set up and intentional because of the teacher who tried to bring her down or devastate her. “I’m going to quit this school”. She said walking out the scene and fading in to the principal’s office. For some reasons she was already behind the school principal. The principal was somewhat fat, brown skin, somewhat in her 50s to 60s and was wearing all pink. She was watching photos of herself during school recognitions so proud of her students and one of the picture that made her teary eyed was Xyza being a chess champion and she was in a pink gown? What?
      The school principal talked to Xyza and was in tears. She said she wouldn’t let her go because she brought the school to how it is now. “If they want to replace you then they will find a replacement which I know they can’t”. The principal said while crying. So the principal decided to assign a mentor or a teacher to watch over Xyza so that she won’t be humiliated by the male bullying teacher. When the principal called the new teacher, He appeared to be some Japanese or Chinese. He was clumsy and very courteous but very well respected by his apprentices who was following him.
      The apprentices showed deep admiration and appreciation to the teacher like Rock Lee is to Maito Guy at an anime called Naruto. The Chinese teacher shows his ritual of motivation by putting his fist on his palms and yell so loud “AACCHHAA!” Then bows. He does it in front of the principal and then his students then to Xyza. She felt like she was in good hands that she began to cry. Xyza was touched, moved and convinced to stay in school despite of the bullies. “I really wanted to stay in this school desu”. She cried as the principal, the Japanese-Chinese teacher and his apprentices begun to cry as well.
      A school photographer was there to capture every moment and he happens to look like Park Seo Joon. Could this be the start of a high school romance? Xyza was about to approach the handsome school photographer when everything fades into white light….
Then suddenly Xyza woke up realizing it was just a dream….


Comments and Conclusion: Xyza happens to be a jack of all trades since elementary and she was bullied all her school days because of being good at everything. However, she found a love life during her high school and the principal or the higher school authorities were at her side. She even have better teachers than the bully teachers and better friends than the bullies.

The world is always full of bullies but there is still good people and you are on the good side always from the beginning and it's about staying on the good side no matter what the cost because love will bloom in full bright white light in the end.


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Xyza

Xyza’s dream
02/09/2019

I dreamed of almost meeting a certain person in a coffee shop and there was some red white and blue flag in the skies and summer was in the air. (Must be Darna, my super heroine character, because she originated from the Philippines [Philippine flag + tropical country] or the American Flag since that person was from the US and it was summer time around that time) However, when I have arrived at the coffee shop, he wasn't there. He left a note instead. I am certain it was something nasty yet all I can remember from the note was "ord". Must be 'Lord' since that certain someone happens to be a Lord in Elliquiy. The rest was blurry or I just can't simply understand or remember.

Comments and Conclusion: This guy happens to be stuck in my head for quite some time. I can't stop thinking about him and our story that we are about to write that I ended up dreaming about him and meeting him at a coffee shop and maybe discuss some nasty stuff. However, meeting him would be impossible since we are both from the opposite side of the world even though our countries have similarities like the colors of the flag and the season.

He is gone whenever, I'm around. He is around, when I'm gone. Must be our opposite time zones and it was always difficult to catch up each other. However, in the end I was still hoping for the stars to align and boy and girl would meet at certain time then a story would be written.


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Captain Maltese

This dream last night is different from all other dreams I have had in a long time and more than a little unsettling.

I am in a car. The windows are all dark and there is no driver, but the car is moving. I am alone in the car and sitting still, but there is a presence beside me. I hear a familiar and friendly, dark voice talking to me and I know who he is. We seem to be driving along a narrow road. Eventually I want to get out but can't move and my companion says 'I am sorry, but you will not be able to move any more. During last night's sleep your heart gave out. You are dead.' The car stop, the window rolls down, there is a river and a big ferry. A gate attendant says the ferry is full and about to leave, but my companion talks her into letting us onto the ferry.

The next image is of a big dark wooden building, made of tarred logs but bigger than a cabin and in a building style that is from a distant century. I am inside a room sitting on a short bed or something similar. I can move now. There is a door, and people coming in to greet me. Children, fairly old people, and at least three women. One of the women have a darker skin tone than the rest. Everyone seem to know me and are friendly and I while I don't recognize them there is something familiar about them, like I have known them all very well a long time ago. The dream ends there.

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Captain Maltese

Fragmented dreams last night.

- some kind of military exercise. I was on a way forward observation post, near an air strip. I was all alone; just me and a sleeping bag and some field gear. I don't remember there being a gun or a sense of actual danger, just an intent to outwit someone. There were a lot of planes taking off, circling and landing nearby. There were houses nearby with some activity. Not sure if they were supposed to be on the opposition side or not. At some point I started to get impatient, waiting and waiting for my replacement. I went down there and took a prisoner, a young woman, but it was more a gotcha thing than one of hostility. I brought her to a base or control post. While I was there a screen was showing footage from a camera at my post and was chagrined to see some opposition guys sneak in, take a couple of my gear and sneak out again.

- a big manor or aristocratic building. People are walking around that could be tourists or visitors. Large hallways and many floors. Beams in the walls. There are windows and doors but I notice a bit of wall that seems to be off. I get a hold of the lower edge and it lifts up slowly and heavily like a garage door, creaking badly. Inside there is a passageway. A couple of the nearby visitors tell me to be careful so I don't break anything and I agree. I enter the passageway and there are a lot of little nooks and crannies with books and collectibles. It is beautiful. I find two young people admiring a wall full of miniature sailships. I follow the passageway out and there's a stairway with a lot of light from tall windows, and in the middle there's a very old woman chirping happily with the passersbys helping them on their way. At first I think she is sitting perched on a small platform but eventually I realize she is just a face and part of the stairway.

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Captain Maltese

We are told 'the mirrors are harming people somehow'. Me and a girl, too old to be a child and too young to be a woman, enter a big lavish bedroom. There is an innocent air over her; she has long hair and a blouse or shirt and a long skirt. Someone with a lot of money sleeps here. There is a luxurious bed in the middle of the room. But the walls are all covered by old and identical mirrors. Each mirror could be two by six feet tall and along the edges line black ornate steel like hammered thorns several inches long. The metalwork definitely looks like it could be harmful to touch.

Something happens to one of the right side mirrors. There is a ripple over the glass surface. The girl says 'there is a hallway in there!' and as she goes close the mirror seem to open and the girl falls or is sucked inside. I throw an arm after her and the arm seems to stretch and stretch. Then I pull her back through the glass surface and I hurry to kick the glass with one of my heavy boots. The mirror shatters. The girl is out cold in my hands but she seems well otherwise. My boot however, which cannot have been cut since it is so solid, seem to be bleeding.

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I am sitting on a bed in a small room, studying some occult texts and not taking it seriously enough; I have not been making the right preparations and have not set up sufficient defenses. There is a knife lying among the books and papers and now it rises as if by an invisible, malevolent hand. It moves around for a little while like a wasp looking to sting, and I hurry to make a protective incantation. When the barrier is up the blade falls down as if discarded.

I go outside. There are some sort of national celebrations going on, with festivities and people singing. I find a small second hand/antique store which to my surprise is open; everywhere else is closed. I go in and look around; I have clearly been there before and the proprietor greets me. He is wearing a sixpence and has a stubble. The price tags are lower than usual and he explains that the store is about to close out permanently; that is why the store is open even on this day. I find a shelf with relic guns; they are broken and miss parts, but are cheap now. I recognize one as a Jukar (note: old but not very reputable Spanish brand) and the owner says he can complete it for me, and starts fiddling with various parts from shelves and drawers.

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Hrairoo

I dreamt I was a little awake and laying on my side in bed. You ever do that thing where you sort of test-spook yourself like, "oh, I hope nothing's behind me...!" ? Nothing ever happens but for a second or two you tingle with adrenaline and the feeling that something COULD happen. Anyway, apparently, in dreams, having the thought calls it into being.

My back facing the edge of the bed, something dark and overwhelming grabs ahold of me everywhere. It's just my shadow and he likes to act all spooky and tough, holding me down and getting my flight or fight-rabbit response kicked in. So, despite the panic, the inability to move my limbs, in the dream, I recognize what this is so I give in and relax my muscles. I even sorta see it, the shadows shifting in front of my face by the little light coming through the window, so, I lean forward, offering him two kisses. 50% of the time, he is placated by my submission and let's me go but this time was the 50% where he wasn't buying. So, I start to struggle to move, finally giving in to the dream panic, and I can feel cool air on my backside as I start to inch off the bed.

I remember wondering if falling off the bed would be better for me or worse for me, because as we all know, the realm under the bed is his domain and on the floor, I'd be much closer to it. Then I woke up...laying in the exact same position on my side, a little bit of light coming through my window.

Captain Maltese

A dream of a city street. I have not been there before. It is raining, and I take refuge in what appears to be a upper scale hotel's bar or restaurant. Lots of good looking, well dressed men in there. Everything appears normal, but then I notice two things. First my gaydar goes off. More than a few of those men are touching each other in an affectionate way; hands on asses or faces tell me that this is either a gay club or a meeting in a gay group of some kind. Fine with me, but I rarely stumble in on these by chance. Then I notice that every man is wearing a kippah. That is even more unusual. For me anyway.

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Captain Maltese

In this dream last night I have apparently just acquired an underground building. About house sized, but it's all underground. Some kind of three level basement or bunker. I am walking around inside inspecting the levels who are all made of unpainted concrete and suddenly find some sort of counter top with a gnome sitting calmly behind it, apparently serving some function. There is a tunnel behind him. At first I am concerned. Oh no, there are gnomes in my bunker. Then I see the positive side of it. Hey... I have gnomes in my bunker!

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Hrairoo

Lately, in real life, things have been rather stressful but not in a way I can actively work towards goals to burn it off or amend the stress I'm experiencing. So, I've been agitated with an overflow of inspiration and creative energy and I've been thinking of posting a thread here in the storytelling forum and just going to town on prompt ideas I have and random snippets and character explorations. I have an ever growing catalogue of plot seeds and rp ideas that I will never get to for as long as I live...unless I write them by myself.

Omg, I slept for a little bit this afternoon and n my dream I was hunting down old ideas and books. Like I was on some sort of journey down memory lane I went to my mother's house and rooted through the boxes in my old room. I even lifted up my old mattress to get to boxes and boxes of papers, books, notebooks, and sketchbooks that had been stored in the free space underneath. ...it was very bizarre yet exciting and I woke up with my veins pulsing with a desire to get started, to make this thread. Because in my dream...I was thinking about the thread in the storytelling forum that I wanted to make. Low goals as far as distribution and sharing but genuinely gung-ho about the creative exercise. And whereas normally in dreams your mind fills in details with fantasy stuff that you never thought of, the story notes and different ideas I was finding in these old boxes was stuff I actually created and worked on during my younger years. Just forgotten projects and stories I let go of as I grew up, I was finding them again and collecting them to be used as part of what I'd work on in the thread.

I take it as a blessing from my subconscious, that it is ready and willing to support me in this creative enterprise.

Goldmoon

I dreamed about a girl I havent thought about in a long time from highschool. Not someone I was ever dating or had a crush on or anything, she wasnt even a friend really but we were in all the higher end classes together all through highschool. Just weird how people like that will pop into your dreams for no reason.

In the dream we were on an old stone bridge in the area where we grew up just talking to each other. I remember being struck by her freckles and her blue sweater she was wearing. That was about all I can remember but very odd dream.

AmberStarfire

I talked about this in PM to someone, but I thought I might share it here too.

Trigger Warning, anyone who's mourning
I had a Christian religious dream. That's a rare thing because I identify as Pagan.

I dreamed it earlier in the night, and I remember there was a shrine. I think it was to the Virgin Mary. It's like I sensed her, and she had a very distinct feeling - enough that I knew it was her. And I was told that she was taking care of children who'd died, and who were waiting for their parents to join them, and taking their pain away so they didn't hurt.

There was something about the shrine that meant different people saw it differently, but once I didn't sense her anymore, I felt her absence.


Captain Maltese

I dreamed that I was a newly hired farm/ranch hand. Very American, which I am not. I was young and tall and lean and wiry, wore a cowboy hat and boots, the whole nine yards. I was doing heavy work like lifting machinery and hay balls. On the ranch there were the owners; an older man and his younger wife. They were very friendly to me. Strangely so; the man would be somehow placing me alone with his wife, and she would be right on the edge of flirting. I did not know how to deal with this. Then, there was a social event as part of the dream. I was in a room with two mature women, or older than I was in the dream anyway, and they were flirting quite openly. I said something about the farmer's wife, and they laughed and say she wouldn't be needed here.

Then I woke up. Damnit.

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Hrairoo

I dreamt that I was semi-friendly with this old couple and gave them something as a gift. Muffins...but not the kind you eat. They were about the size of basketballs, with bright blue and hot pink paper cups. And they were to hang on their walls and doors. I helped them put one on their door and in the dream, it was perfectly natural, but looking back, I now realize how cumbersome and weird it looked; sticking the flat bottom against the door surface so that the cup and muffin top stuck out perpendicular to the door.

Anyway, at some point, the old man in the couple blatantly destroyed something of mine but I forget what it was. It made me feel hurt enough though that I was willing to burn bridges. When they drifted down the hallway away from me, I grabbed a bunch of the muffins I made from the wall and stuffed them into a bag. Because of the way we'd mounted it on the door, I couldn't grab the entirety of the door muffin to pull it off. So I tore off the muffin top and dropped it, then viciously dug into the cup part to tear out the fluffy insides, shoving them into my bag. I knew the old man would be very angry with me, so, to avoid his wrath, I quickly used the door to leave.

They lived on a country farm and it was night. By the light of a lamp post in their driveway, I hurry-walked from the house, anxious over not being fast enough. I got halfway down the dirt road when I heard the old man's truck back at the farm. I figured, at the least, I might get away with this vindictive act if I hid the evidence(way to stick to your guns, Andy, pffft). So I tossed the blue and pink muffins in the bag out into the dark fields. Then I realized the fields might be a good place to hide and I stumbled over the ridge to try to hunker down in the tall grass. It was pretty tall grass but I'm a really tall and lanky fellow, so, I realized it wasn't going to work.

So I scrapped that plan and continued down the road until I hit a T. There was some sort of drying rack in the little field at the top of the T and a knitted cloth was draped over it. I was out of options for hiding spots, so, quickly hunkered down behind the beige cloth to hide from the elderly gentleman who was clearly upset with me for destroying his muffins.

Captain Maltese

I dreamt that I had an errand back at my old college. A meeting of some sort. Afterwards I went to my old dorm building and there were a lot of familiar people who recognized me and were friendly. I ended up talking with people for a long while, and then found a small empty room and got my laptop up and running to check something out. While I was sitting some of the other guys on the floor came by and showed me pictures, which we discussed, and then someone gave me a teeshirt from some event. I put it on the shelf. Right after that someone else came by and offered me an old but very nice sweater, and then there were some books. I even found an old bag I had forgotten there when I left, with posters and magazines and more teeshirts. Everything was awesome. Someone said it was great that I was allowed to start back on college again and I automatically replied with a smile that noone had any business telling me what I could do or not. I got sleepy though and laid down with a blanket on the floor of the tiny room, and had a nap. Then I woke up, body aching from the cramped position, and realized it. I wasn't enrolled in college, I was just visiting damnit. And then I woke up for real.

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I dreamed that I was on some kind of arctic military installation. Not down on the ground or ice but high up, like on a cliff or mountain top. Beside me were a number of naval officers in visor caps and long black coats, and I seemed to be one of them. The view from the bridge was spectacular, with ice and cliffs and open sea in the horizon. From this lofty place a long narrow spiraling staircase led hundreds of feet downward to a platform or quay where a not very big boat was moored.

I had been given orders. The staircase was sickening to descend but I did so and entered the little ship. The weather was not good. The air was gray and the sea sluggish and there was a bitter wind, but it had recently been much much worse. My ship was moving from destination to destination to inspect what damage the storm had done. In one place, it seemed an entire base had been ripped up and thrown into the waves; there was wreckage and a roof bobbing on the waves. Another base seemed different, as if it belonged to another power. I saw a structure revealed by the storm that looked a lot like a huge Russian rocket module that had no business being there, and noted it down.

I returned to my own base to report. The staircase had been bad enough getting down, but climbing up was torture. I spent a long time getting to the top, fighting nausea the whole way. When I got to the bridge, the other officers made fun of my slow ascent. They made fun of me again when I described the Russian rocket.

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Captain Maltese

Multiple dreams tonight.

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There are a number of us. We are young men, wearing sixpences and sweaters and jackets, the clothing of the era. It is the time of the invasion in 1940. We have light arms; rifles, handguns. We are in a very narrow ravine, preparing an ambush on the advancing enemy. Some other civilians turn up and try to dissuade us; they are evidently supporting the opposing side and don't want a fight to happen. There is an argument but no shots are fired between us and they leave. I see something besides them and give chase by myself into the hills. When some kind of thrown object comes flying through the air I just watch it, not knowing what it is. There is an explosion.

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I am on a plane. It has to land because of some emergency, at some tiny rural airport. The passengers will have to stay over night. Lacking better quarters we are given tents to put up in a hall. One of my fellow travelers is a woman. We start talking. She is from a place like this and tell of her childhood in rustic surroundings. Like evenings of entertainments when the women had to be in a separate room but were allowed to listen to the music, and tried to guess what the singers were looking like. She herself is in the modern world now; she is some kind of law enforcer and is chasing a major credit card swindler. She showds me on her laptop how he is juggling transactions so he can pull out large amounts of money and run before it is found out. While we sit on a bus to the airport I help her out, by casting a spell over him so he will wake up screaming every night until he has set things right. The last I remember of the dream is that he has responded by returning much money.

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AmberStarfire

#169
I dreamed I'd been working as a teacher (I haven't. I only started recently in the dream) and I was painting a tattoo (only with regular paints on my ankle. I started with various colours (more blue type colours) but it ended up more green, yellow and orange. It was a somewhat tribal design like a circle or a circular design (with many points) and it seemed to be a symbol, though not one I could define for you. I think I was painting it 'for the kids' I'd be teaching, though I couldn't tell you why. I painted a plainer one that matched on a paper sticker as well, but I didn't use it. At one point I considered replacing the tattoo with it, but I didn't.


Captain Maltese

A whole carnival of dreams tonight.

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There is a war coming. A modern or futuristic, doomsday one. I look up at the sky and there are huge rockets flying through the night toward different coordinates on the planet, very high up in the atmosphere - almost in space. Jet fighters rise to meet them. There is shooting. Lasers? I can see one such heading toward my area and I just know it is going to impact like a mass driver missile. Knowing time is short I look for a place to hide with solid walls, and realize the house I currently am in in the wilderness has a strong foundation. Then I try to help other people there. Nearby there is a tent camp with a bunch of people, tourists or holiday campers, and I talk them into following me to the house. Soon the cellar of the house is filling up with backpacks and sleeping bags. Someone are complaining why they can't just be upstairs, but that part of the building is just wood. It won't sustain the massive hit I am expecting.

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I am going to bed with someone. A transsexual; he or she is cute and have had a number of operations. I know this and have no issues with it. We flirt and lie in bed, intwined and half dressed. Then my partner asks to take off the mask, I say sure, and it is taken off. The face inside the mask shows considerable surgery. I sense the pain and feel pity, but otherwise I am not put off.

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Some other place. I am living in a neighborhood and something is wrong. Like there is danger all over. Three trucks come driving with yelling men on board. I can't tell if they are good or bad at first; too colorful. Then I am dragged into a truck with several others and we go elsewhere, to some kind of enclosed place or hall. There, we are beaten by the men. I struggle and fight but get a blow on the head with a rifle butt maybe. I wake up again handcuffed. The others I was cought wiith aren't there any more. The men around me are boisterous, bragging and laughing. Now women of a wide age group come in, walking in a group with arrogant faces and dour clothing. They glance at me briefly. One of the men tells me I am to be sold off to one of them in a bit. I don't feel lucky about it. But one of the women, she looks like one of the younger or smaller ones and less crass although just as arrogant, seem to glance at me a little longer than the rest and I hope she will. Just so I can get out of this situation. As the room's attention moves elsewhere for a moment I see a file among other tools on the nearest desk and carefully and casually slips it into my shirt arm.

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AmberStarfire

I can't remember the main thing I dreamed, but I know just before I woke up earlier, there was a giant plane (a jumbo jet) flying toward me. It looked like it was coming down and was going to crash. :/

I woke up before it could reach me.


Captain Maltese

Another busy shift in the Dreamscape.

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I have somehow acquired a German, WW2-vintage armored car. Awesome, but I only drive it a few hundred meters and the engine starts sounding unhappy. I'm running around trying to get oil and other liquids but the car drinks gallons of it.

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I'm on a street. There are lots of people there. A cute Asian woman around my age stops me and tells me she remember me from back during college when I was singing karaoke. I am in disbelief because that happened three decades ago and I sang really bad.

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I overhear a discussion about someone who needs to get rid of a pistol way or another and inquire politely. It's a young blonde guy. Turns out it is fairly old and obscure and has broken, but he has a license on it. He ends up offering it to me for a price which is neither great for a broken sample nor terrible for a collectible.

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Captain Maltese

Busy night again.

I dream I am at a place with low storage or work hall. It has just become mine and now I am checking the property out. These are old buildings, wooden and brick, but the contents are older still: cannons, and artillerypieces from the 190th century and older. I just look at them and think I have just become quite wealth.

I dream I am young; too old to be a kid but too young to be a man. I live with my family in a boat harbored at a quay. In the boat next to mine lives a friend; his name is Miri. Miri has dark curly hair and is showing the first downy beard. Neither of us has more clothes on than shorts. It is warm and the place feel like it could be on the Medieterrean coast. Italy? Greece? Near the port is a bit of beach that is really a few dozen little sandy dunes in between the water; high sea flow would drown it all. That is where Miri and I go to play. We dig around in the sand hoping to find a treasure, and we do - some kind of colorful tubes. We are excited but we don't know what it is we have found.

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A big futuristic spaceship drives at high speed yet very low over rocky desert-like terrain. It is being pursued by small fast flying things on which sits soldiers in black body suits and black full helmets; like bikers only they have gear and weapons. The big ship weaves this way and that and some of the pursuers crash, but more come after and as they reach the big ship the little ships clamp on. After a while the top of the big ship is full of small ships and soldiers, the big ship is slowing down and the pilot must have come to a decision because the big ship suddenly bows down and hits the ground with a blinding white light explosion.

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Captain Maltese

Chaotic dreams last night, none bearing on the next.

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I have been granted to travel to a moment in time and take a peek. I choose to go to the family farm (note: this is a real place; it's what I use for a cabin now) shortly before I was born and it is flush with activity. Farm animals, people going to and from, tools are in use. The forest is further away than it is now. I see my relatives, younger than I had a chance to see them. The shed has a young girl working with some food preparation work; I think I know who she is.

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I wake up on a plane as it descends on some Mediterrean airport near the sea. I am not supposed to be on the plane; there has been some kind of mistake or misunderstanding. Now I am in a foreign city. At the airport there is a a transport and hotel service and I discuss with them what I should do and where I should go. They give suggestions and discuss. I have some misgivings that they will suggest what is best for them, not what is best for me.

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I am making a weapon. The main components are springs, pvc tubing and marbles for ammo.

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There is a huge facility. Factory, maybe? I am a kid and there are several other kids coming with me. We have strayed inside and now we can't seem to find our way anywhere. We meet a couple of workers and they seem to have dubious motives for helping us along. Eventually we find some cafe food in a store room, but are separated afterwards.

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It is winter, a bright day, and I am walking naked in the snow. Other people are also walking in the snow similarly undressed, but I am focused on the animals. I am following a cat, which becomes a dog. A little bit off I can see a weasel in winter fur looking at us.

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I am sharing a bed with a woman. It seems like a normal day. I go to a store, where two men confront me. The younger looks bashful bit the older seems aggressive, like he wants to tell me something. He asks if I am seeing someone. I answer that I might be seeing several, and what of it? He warns me that I might not know things I should know. I shrug it off. Next morning I am again in the same bed with the same woman, but something is thrown into our bed. It is a baby, but horrifyingly its head is hollow - just the eyes and the back of the skull is there. The woman tells me she doesn't want to talk about it.

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I am at the cabin once more it seems. It is muddy and rainy, I am working with livestock along with some relatives. The livestock is all wrong though. There is a herd of moose, some deers, and a dozen small elephants.

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A scene so brief it might be a photo. A meeting or group of standing Native Americans in traditional gear. I see no weapons but there is a feeling of seriousness. These are chiefs, not elders.

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A military base during WW2, somewhere in USA. I know this because there are German POWs there, and American soldiers as well as civilians arriving to become recruits. I talk with a few of all of them. There is some aggression but also a sense of cameraderie that goes across nationality. The Germans appear to be pilots and seems to be upper class types, talking with ease to their American colleagues. I see a few invalids on the base as well, who have sustained terrible wounds but are in the recovery process. They are there to help teach the recruits.

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I am at a hotel with two other men; colleagues from a workplace. We are there for a funeral the next day, someone we know professionally but are not close to personally, but during the evening we bump into three women. They ask us if we have come for the 'reds' and when we have no idea what they are talking about, they suggest we go to the underground bar later. We do so. The three women are there and they have dressed up and so have we. It turns out that the 'reds' are a big herbarium filled with many red orchids.

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Captain Maltese

Another busy night.

I am holding a boxer captive, or possibly hiding him - either way he seem quite relaxed. Big muscular guy who has parked on my couch and is watching TV. Two of his friends arrive and they proceed to raid the fridge I am restocking.

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I am waiting for a bus. In a two and neighborhood where I am an outsider. I get on the bus and see I am the only white person in there. It feels like I could be in Detroit. I struggle with showing driver a bus card; I am stressed and fumble my ID papers but eventually get it sorted out and sit down near the driver. A black guy is sitting beside me and he is grinnning to me. Then a pretty black girl fall down into my lap, she laughs and hugs me and remain sitting and I am thinking "Opposite day motherfuckers" but I keep one hand on my wallet.

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I am deep in a forest. The ground is covered by snow but it isn't deep. One of my oldest living relatives is there with me. I am looking for animals. I have a backpack with a gun but have put it down and am stalking animal footprints. There are many of them. The terrain is very hilly and sight is short. Suddenly I come upon a group of animals. A pack. Several bears with cubs, wolves, and even normal but big dogs. I start taking photos and am very happy, but my relative tell me we should run and she is right. The animals see us and start giving chase. I see white fangs. Our bears are only this aggressive with cubs to protect, and wolves only attack humans if they are famished to desperation. We run. Some of the wolves and dogs keep chasing us and are closing in. I am heading for the pack and the gun but it is a long way off.

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I meet an Israeli Mossad agent. He is looking for something odd in my neighborhood that I am aware if and I can tell his kind from the questions he asks, and he understand that I understand and we have a conversation. Of sorts. We meet again later at a mall, there are a lot of empty hallways and there is a corpse of a third person.

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I am driving around a car dealership looking for a cargo entrance, and the place has lots of shiny new and shiny old cars. What catches my attention is that there are people sitting in the cars looking exuberant as if they are imaginating driving them. Some are singing. One is playing a guitar.

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A military base. French. North Africa, present day or not long long ago. I'm a soldier, it is warm and I am bored. I want to go for a walk. I go to my locker and change from khaki fatigues to some sort of light garments, but I put the wide sash belt back on - it is important to me. Meanwhile, at something like a hotel nearby there is a reception or meeting for an arab leader; white flowing robes, black beard, sunglasses. He is ordering hostile activities in the area.

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There is a sort of sports training camp. At least a dozen young women in various running clothes, from teen to maybe 30s. High spirits. It's a fairly desolate place; some old huts, a running track. I am arriving there on a horse. I have a brown leather jacket, a cowboy hat, a badge - I'm there because of some kind of crime that has happened or is going to happen. I'm going from hut to hut looking for something. Besides personal effects and some of the girls being in their huts, I notice cats. Lots and lots of cats.

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AmberStarfire

I dreamed I made lots of money on one of my design sites. Maybe it's a sign.


Captain Maltese

I'll hope for the best for you, Amber!

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A nightmare. A busy house, people are coming and leaving, there's a lot of stress. I am wearing much too warm clothes and am sweaty. There is annoying music coming from a small radio and I try to turn it off but I can't find the button that does that. Then another radio starts making noise, and a third, and I want to smash them all but I am too thickly dressed to get a grip.

(Then I wake up. I have wrapped myself into the blanket like a pancake, and the clock radio is on...)

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AmberStarfire

Thank you, Captain Maltese. :D

Re: your dream, it's strange how reality filters through into dreams sometimes.


Captain Maltese

I was dozing in bed, putting off leaving bed a few minutes more, and I see a news website with an article titled 'mystery solved'. I get out of bed and I look but there's no such thing. Not yet anyway.

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#187
I had quite a vivid/detailed dream. It began at some ancient pyramid or archeological site (that had some more modern fixtures). I was there with a number of people, including a RL friend from my old gaming group. We were climbing the pyramid. I didn't like heights, and it didn't seem entirely stable but it seemed safe (and some of it was indoors). I crossed from one part of the pyramid ruin to another, and then it seemed like everyone else had disappeared and I was alone.

I walked into this area like a ruin of a building with no roof/open to the sky, and it was as though it had been decorated a little. I found an altar there, and I knew it belonged to a goddess. I can't remember her name now, but in my dream I knew it. Before reaching it, it was like I was figuring out the meaning of Mhysa (like from Game of Thrones) in my head and it didn't mean what people think. Servant or something like that, but not quite. More like young woman helper.

So I found the altar had a chair and I sat down. The altar was almost like a dressing table, in that it had a flat surface almost like a mirror, only I don't think it was one. An image of a goddess appeared in it, and then I noticed her beside me and she placed a crown on my head. She called me her queen, and the crown was either made of seashells or pearls (I think the entire thing was pearl. There was no metal).

I only got a hint of the goddess beside me and of the crown.  When I saw her in front of me (before and after), she was faded out a bit, but she looked like a beautiful woman with short hair.

After this, she told me now it was my job to entertain her. I woke with a sense of foreboding, like it was now my purpose for the rest of my life to keep her entertained, and I wasn't sure what that meant ahead for me. She'd seemed benevolent but at the end I wasn't sure if she was.


Captain Maltese

A long night's sleep, but bad dreams.

A room. There are several people, well dressed and unarmed, lying dead on the floor. Several others managed to escape. I am one of the bad guys who have shot them. We who remain standing are three. One taller and older man, one shorter rounder man, and me. We don't look like much but are all armed with handguns. This is some kind of robbery. Outside the building there are many cars lined up in rows, so it could be a car dealership maybe. The three of us are start searching the dead men for valuables. We seem to think we have lots of time. The one I am checking out has several bags. There are toys in one of them, and I feel bad and start discussing if there is a way we could send them on to his kids. Then I find some very small gold bars in gift wrapping, like a wealthy company might give to a top connection, and we forget about the toys. Then the police arrive and they start shooting, but they are shooting at a bus out in the lot - I don't know why they'd think we are there. We leave through a door in the other direction, get into a car and drive away. When we get to a shop area we stop and park, and the shorter guy tries to find a way to sell the gold quick but he returns a couple of minutes later without making a sale. Worried that the police might be after us at this point, we turn the car around and drive back in the direction passing by the car dealership because the cops surely won't be suspicious of a car driving in the direction of the crime scene.

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It is difficult to feel time and place for this. I arrive at a house or farm. Hostel? It feels big but flat. I am a stranger here but am welcome to stay over. There are many people inside; more than a dozen adults and children. I note at least four Asian and a number of western people. Two of the Asians are young girls, the third an adult woman. There is also an Asian man who looks like Yul Brynner with his shaved head. He is wearing a sword and what I assume are traditional clothes. There is a big meal. I sit next to the adult Asian woman and we talk. She is sweet, but also intelligent. I'm interested in her. Later at night it is time to go to bed. Rather than individual beds and bedrooms there are two halls, with many two floor beds standing together (not like in army barracks). In one of the halls all the children find a place to sleep; it is noisy in there. Also the two young Asian girls go there. I find the adult Asian woman in the other room and lie down in the upper bed next to hers, and we talk again. At this point the Asian man arrives as well and lies down beside us and also talks of light matters. I try to figure out their relation but they do not seem to be a couple.

The next day I seek out the woman again. There is some laughter among the other adults as I ask for her whereabouts. Eventually I find her in the bath. The bath is a donut-like, large construction with a table-like platform in the middle. The woman is there bathing, and she has a very small child with her. Then the Asian man show up. He tells me that he is the woman and child's guardian as the child is the descendant/son of the emperor/khan(?) himself. I am overcome with the honor of being in the same room as the child and kneel before him. Then another two men shows up; these ones are white, threatening and has guns. One of the men is big and strong, the other is old and white haired. Both are wearing khaki clothing (not uniforms) and the old one sounds like a politician. The Asian man and me attack them.

The dream ends there.

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I think I am producing some technical aspect of a movie. It is going to happen under water by a small ship wreck, not deep, and I have a small team. We have a yatch-sized boat. We are situated nearby at an oil production related facility on land. I am wearing a simple diving suit. I can't find the rest of my gear and I am going upstairs, downstairs and upstairs again just find my mask and diving lamp. My team is even less ready. I head out alone in a moss green sea-capable kayak but the waves are unreasonably rough and high and my little vessel is washed over but stays afloat. When I dive, the water is like thin soup but I can see the shipwreck lying upside down.

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I dream I own a very small shop in a big city. Several people work there. I sell candy, icecream, newspapers. We don't earn enough money so I add books to my offerings. This sell some more, but not enough, and I decide we need to sell warm food as well. This sell very well but now the little shop gets very crowded as a rule. I realize the books are now a fraction of the income but take a lot of room, so we stop selling those.

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I dream that the world we know is under attack; great ships are coming from outside Earth. There is frantic mobilization and preparations. I line up to enlist but a female officer checks a list and discover I am already set up on a civil defense list. I am very frustrated. An attack comes, outside town. I disobey my orders and sneak in; not to the battle but the area where the ships landed and still are. They are empty, very long and grey and reminds me of giant coffins or boxes lying sideways on the ground. I sneak into an open ship. Although it is all alien there are signs that something is off as military transportation goes. No cryosleep units, no lockers, just rows of little shelves. There are gloves on some. I get a horrible feeling that these ships aren't from out of space at all, but mockup transport made here on Earth.

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Captain Maltese

I have not been able to recall my dreams lately. But this morning I woke up with a single word loud and clear on my mind including the spelling. "Chansall." I haven't the foggiest idea what it means.

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Merry Gentry

I rarely remember my dreams fully.  Just bit's and pieces, really.  Usually though, I'm running from someone or something.  There is usually some kind of a maze, or tunnels and if I get caught, I know I'm dead or eaten by whatever is chasing me.  Kinda glad I don't remember the whole dream... 
“And I’d give up forever to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow. You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be and I don’t wanna go home right now.”

Captain Maltese

This dream was weird. Every name got rubbed in and repeated until I could remember them clearly.

I am Director Shitakana. The one I am addressing is an embarassed man called Nagamara. He is one of my zoo keepers. I am in the midst of scolding him for having lost his temper while among the public. I am saying something along the line of "Losing your temper is bad. Not just for the watching visitors. The animals are watching too. Some of them will have been scared. Others among them, the clever ones, will know of your weakness now and will attempt to use it against you. From now on the CCTV cameras surveilling the park will not just be following the animals and the visitors, but also you and the other keepers.'

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Some sort of aftermath after a spy operation. A late at night scene outside among wealthy houses. There are two men still there. There has been shooting before I get there. My role is unclear; I am talking to several people I am affiliated with. I am looking at some weapon parts, who seem strangely crude as if they have been made in a garage by an amateur. The trouble is, this belonged to one of our weapons.

Next I am in an underground facility. This one was modern but not scifi, just clean and white and devoid of decorations or windows. Equipment laid out on rows of tables as if ready to be distributed or inspected. There are lots of people I seemed to have met before and know the names of, and they know me and are surprisingly friendly. There is one woman in a lab coat and everyone look fit, but most wear civilian clothes and look casual as if they were about to go hiking or surfing. Also most of them are more long haired than I'd expect. There is a sense of cameraderie, although I am just a visitor and observing. We have a meeting.

When I wake up, neither the underground place nor any of the people seem familiar to me any more.

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it's a hall meeting of some kind. Industry workers perhaps. The people present, mostly men, all wear heavy duty work clothes. So am I. I'm about to leave the meeting because I need to find my expensive work boots. I have forgot where I took them off and they all look alike. I run along the corridors, trying to find my pair again. I am not having any luck.

Then I see something terribly horrorlike in one machine room. A man decides to make a very bad joke and lies over a complicated circular saw. He laughs, then scream as the saw removes the man's entire genitalia. I close in seeing if perhaps I can help, but I can see strips of bloodieded skin in the machine and I understand it is beyond my skills to help him in any way.

I'm still on the industrial location looking for my boots when a surprise occurs. A pretty hot blonde in a black outfit pounces on me and appears to be very happy to see me. We must have met before. She embraces me and suggests a date, which are surprising developments for me.

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Captain Maltese

I have had a recurring dream recently, which is highly unusual for me. I am in a forest. There is foliage. Up on the sky I can see an eagle. I marvel in its glory, then stretch out a hand and the eagle shoots downward like a bullet before it perches on my arm.

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An odd dream of being in a virtual reality. There is a city, and people, and I wouldn't be able to tell it isn't real except for the way buildings and other elements flicker in and out of place. I am driving some kind of powered bike. I park and go into some kind of subway. There are many people there. I enter a train and we are going somewhere. Many people on board. There is a woman; a stranger. She smiles to me and says something; I reply. I touch her hand and she moves it away, but not right away. I arrive at some sort of water front; there are impossible structures that look like they were built from bricks but they float in the water and have no logical function. I enter the water and dive under, to explore.

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I wake up abruptly in the middle of the night. Of the dream itself I remember nothing but I have this horrendous feeling of sadness for having killed someone in cold blood. Not regret, nor remorse. Just this sadness that it had to be done. Who, I have no recollection of, but the emotion is otherwise strong and highly specific. Now here is the weird part. I wake up, feel all this, and then I look at the alarm clock. 4:44. I don't hold much with numerology, but it's hard to ignore this because 'four four four' in English is one thing. In Norwegian it is 'fire. fire. fire.' Did I shoot someone? Or was fire of the other kind involved? Do I want to know?

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Avernale

The number four in Japanese, "Shi," also means "Death."  It's treated like the number 13 in the West, so much so that people have taken to calling the number "Yon" instead.

Anyway, this scene is somewhere in the middle of my dream, I think, I just don't remember the rest of it:
I'm walking through my kitchen at night.  I'm aware that my house is crowded with extended family who, because dream logic, apparently decided to spend the night in my two-bedroom bungalow.  Nevertheless, as I approach the living room I see a shadowy figure walking towards and feel threatened.  So much so that I reach out and grab them to keep them from walking into me.  Then, in the dim light, I realize I have my hands around the neck of a black boy, possibly early teens.  Not enough to strangle him, but I realize I've made a major faux-pas and apologize before eventually letting go.  He stares at me blankly, apparently unfazed, and tells me he needs to talk to my dad.  My dad, as it turns out, is sleeping in my bed, which annoys me greatly because I'm tired and want to sleep but I'm not willing to share my bed.

Captain Maltese

Quote from: Avernale on August 14, 2020, 09:43:48 PM
The number four in Japanese, "Shi," also means "Death."  It's treated like the number 13 in the West, so much so that people have taken to calling the number "Yon" instead.

I have never heard of this before. Intriguing. Thank you.

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Captain Maltese

A nightmare last night. I am driving in traffic and am slowly losing control of the car. The car is fine, the traffic is fine, the road is fine, the weather is fine. I am the problem. Why I don't know. Influence of drugs, meds, alcohol? Illness? Tiredness? I can feel myself increasingly struggling to make the curves without sliding off the road. I brake later and later. I drive into a parking lot and slide into one of the parked cars. I ignore this and drive out back into traffic, then drive into a crowded roadabout against the one way direction.

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I'm on a bus. There are other passengers. I am drinking wine from a cup. A woman talks to me. She is kind. I think that once I would have talked with her, but I don't do that sort of thing any more. I arrive at a building, a center of some kind. Inside it is like a hotel or hostel; a number of floors around an open plaza with many doors into living units. But I can't find mine. I can't remember the room number, and keep walking and trying doors. Eventually I try to get hold of the staff, which seem pretty cold. They indicate that I have been gone AWOL for a while and my stuff may no longer be in a room but in a locker. I end up looking into storage hall shelves for my things. I realize I am in a home for alcoholics and that my memory is drowning, and it hurts.

I think I am cutting alcohol for a while forward.

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Captain Maltese

I dreamed I was looking at some shelves in a wardrobe. They were very old and clunky and I was thinking of rebuilding them when I noticed a HUGE spider in a web right beside it. It must have been a foot wide including the legs. I found a long flyswatter and poked it cautiously. It didn't move so I carried it outside.

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Last night I dreamed I killed someone with my bare hands around their throat. Then, I shot someone. Then I heard a second blast, woke up and thought it might have been a slamming car door. But I never hear any sounds from the real world when I sleep, so what exactly was I hearing? Did someone shoot me?

I would like to have a pleasant dream again some time soon.

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Nope, no such thing as a nice dream.

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I watch toads being thrown in the air and fall down. As they hit the ground they die, swell up and crack open.

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I am in a really fancy office building, sitting by a computer doing computer stuff. There is some really fancy lunch food. However I want to go downstairs to the server lab and do something, but I am denied access due to not high enough ranking.

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There is some kind of totalitarian situation. Men in uniforms are looking for a woman. There are marching jackboots, posters, a secret code thing, and she is hiding in a muddy swamp.

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A young man in some kind of cook clothing is trying to show me how to cook tortoises on a fire. I am not enthusiastic about it.

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Captain Maltese

From last night. I'm in a city at the middle of night and in a car with two other people. I might be driving. The car is a luxury model and the two other people in it are obviously wealthy too; the lady is mature with greying hair and wearing a fur. The man is perhaps a little younger and is arguing angrily with the woman. Eventually the lady demands that he leaves. The man seems strangely furtive about this and suggests being let off at one of two places, both out of the way and in remote locations. He is set off the car there and then. The woman seems happy that he is gone. I drive the lady to a mansion and follow her inside.

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There's a number of young people in a group, going skiing. Men and women. They have modern clothes, could be students. Then the image shifts, and there is a similar group. But these are all men, older than the students, and their clothes and skis indicate ww2 era. There might be white camo garments but I don't notice weapons. I seem to be part of this group. We go up a long hill and on the top there's a wood cabin, and people who have been waiting for us.

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I dream that I have forgot a pair of heavy boots at the university, and am running back to get them. It is evening and just as I get there I can see the gates literally closing down for the day. The kind of gates you see at stores in a mall, sort of like metal curtains? These are bigger and rather more solid though, like castle gates? And they are coming down, both the one in the front and the one in the inner yard. I run for it and get past the first gate but there's little hope of making the second. At the last second I can see three men holding the corner up for long enough that I can slip through. The guys are odd; they are dressed in Middle Eastern garb and look furtive yet alarmed at something. I keep on running. The building from the inside looks more like a museum or exhibition; an Egyptian installation? I start to think the whole place is in Egypt, not just the university. I run through one room where a number of people are looking at a large miniature model city. As I run by a woman is startled, stumbles and lands face down into the model crushing a number of buildings. I keep running. In the next room, a dark one, two men in white clothes are lying on the floor. I wonder if they are hurt but then I see the small TV they are watching. Again I run. This seem like a storage room, with heaps and shelves of stuff. I see one young man lying asleep on one heap, on his belly so I can't see his face. I notice he has a very nice butt. I'm still looking for my boots but now I see something strange; a shoe that is moving on its own. I get closer and a huge wasp flies out, and it is quite angry and buzzing. It notices me and I fall back, but it lunges for me and I dodge desperately - it has a stinger the size of my hand. Then the young man stands beside me. He calmly picks gets a candy wrapper from his pocket, places it in his hand and with a lightning grasp catches the wasp in the wrapper.

Then I wake up, and to my momentary horror the buzzing sound continues. It's the Civil Defense siren doing a sceduled test...

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Captain Maltese

This one's spectacular. I dreamed I was a gangster boss. Not your Italian Mafia class type, but I did have a gang. The dream starts with me visiting a small road house and renting it; I look around and particularly like how the big room has a nice place to put a pool table. Soon I have a group of tough looking men in casual jackets sitting and standing there and I am making a speech, or at least talking about something. How do I convey the feeling of being in charge and in control, the sense of raw power? A bit after that there are guests there as well, buying alcohol and playing pool. Then I and some of my men go to some other place where there are young women. They don't look very enthusiastic but a couple of them pack up and come back with us. I can sense their fear.

And then I woke up, damnit. But the images are so clear in my mind, it could have been a movie. And the emotions was something I actually felt.

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Captain Maltese

I must have been subscribed to a high class dream channel. Last night I dreamed I was being chased by an assassin through an empty, unfinished office building. The walls and floors were just slick grey concrete. The windows were just square holes, but brilliant sunlight came in through them. I could catch glimpses of my opponent; a slender young man with black hair and loose black clothes, with glittering eyes and the body language of a martial arts fighter. Finally I caught him unaware as he came through a door opening, punched the dagger out of his hands and grabbed on to his arm. And then.... and then he slid into my embrace and we started to dance Argentinian tango. The boy letting himself be led and moving as gracefully as a leaf on the wind, and smiling all the while.

And then I woke up. *sobs*

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I dream I am downstairs in the cellar and there's lots of stuff there. I'm looking for something else when I notice a multichair-bench of red leather seats (from a car or boat maybe) have sustained a lot of damage on the skin from cat claws. I look closer and notice the most damaged seat appears to be moving. Inside the seat leather I find a small kitten I have not seen before. I bring it upstairs, where I find yet another kitten I have not seen before. I bring them to the kitchen to give them some food, where I find one of my cats mewling to them. All of this is plausible, but then I find a deer calf!

I wake up then and that's okay.

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The other night, I dreamt there was an adapter that allowed you to play VHS tapes on the NES.  It was a cartridge you put a cassette into and the whole thing fits inside the console's deck because it's a dream and physics don't apply.  Then there's a commercial where a toy-sized Mario and Yoshi push a peripheral onto a laptop, docking it just below the track pad, and hop into the screen to race Sonic through a snow field, passing one of those star-bumpers from Casino Night Zone.  Most of the peripheral looks like its part of the laptop, stretching across its width, but the section below the track pad looks like the red bricks from the game.  It apparently allows you to play Nintendo games on the laptop and has support for up to four players using Bluetooth controllers.

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Quote from: Captain Maltese on April 25, 2021, 04:34:45 PM
I dream I am downstairs in the cellar and there's lots of stuff there. I'm looking for something else when I notice a multichair-bench of red leather seats (from a car or boat maybe) have sustained a lot of damage on the skin from cat claws. I look closer and notice the most damaged seat appears to be moving. Inside the seat leather I find a small kitten I have not seen before. I bring it upstairs, where I find yet another kitten I have not seen before. I bring them to the kitchen to give them some food, where I find one of my cats mewling to them. All of this is plausible, but then I find a deer calf!

I wake up then and that's okay.


Captain,

Maybe you should go to the cabin soon and explore your scared grounds. It sounds like that last dream was very nature and earth bound.


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Captain Maltese

Quote from: Autumn52 on April 26, 2021, 07:09:53 AM

Captain,

Maybe you should go to the cabin soon and explore your scared grounds. It sounds like that last dream was very nature and earth bound.


*Just my opinion*

Yeah, you are right. I need to smell earth and forest, and the wild geese are in the sky already. Time to get out of hibernation.

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Many uncomfortable dreams last night but one stood out. I found myself on a high balcony facing a city street where a parade was taking place. A parade consisting of floats exclusively showing off women in varying degree of dress; some women were quite demure while others were definitely pornographic in nature, and the whole thing seemed to be watched exclusively by men on crowded balconies as if some bizarre dating tradition was going on. One woman caught my eye in particular. She was seriouslooking, fairly tall and graceful, wore a long blue dress and had long brown hair. As she noticed me looking at her she  jumped off her float and made her way up to my balcon where I promptly did the wrong thing. I offered her a cigarette. She looked at it, then at me, and said flatly 'I don't smoke and never have' then turned around and returned to the parade float.

And that was nowhere near the worst of those dreams last night.

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Captain Maltese

I think Ennio Morricone directed my dream last night. I was part of a trio of classic western gunslingers; a wiry and commanding leader, a thin silent type, and me - I saw everything from my own eyes so I never saw myself.

The three of us were being hired by a factory owner. The factory building was dark and small, with concrete or brick walls and metal tubes and machinery. We were told to be careful not to break stuff but we didn't care and started to shuffle stuff around as soon as the owner left.

Our enemy appeared. Twelve of them. Communist or union muscle types or maybe even mafia, all in long wool coats and flat sixpence caps with their guns hidden unlike ours who were flaunted. Shotguns, revolvers.

There was shooting. Unfortunately I woke up.

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Captain Maltese

A strange dream with no connection to anything I have ever experienced while awake.

I was at a workplace. Nothing special about it; lots of people working at offices. Then I bumped into a guy and sparks flew, with a loaded conversation with a hint of flirt. And he was hot. (Yeah. That's not a normal workplace situation in my life experience. Not with men.) 

We decided to continue the conversation at my place. Have a cup of coffee, something like that. But a friend of mine showed up too, and he was thrown off by the whole situation since he was even more hetero than I look. He told me he didn't approve of this juxtaposion and left. And I felt pretty terrible.

And then I woke up. Feeling as if I had had a brand new experience of being rejected. Weird. The feeling lingered for hours into my awake time.

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Captain Maltese

Strange dream last night. I was a high school, and miles away from my awake self - I was the rebel-without-a-cause, punkrocker bright-yet-stupid type. I went to classes and the teachers were annoyed with me, my questions, my struggle to understand the lessons and the way I made computers do things that weren't supposed to be possible. Well. The male teachers were exasperated by me. There was this one female teacher. Maybe ten years older than me yet still young. Body like a bee. Long flowing blond hair. Friendly and helpful. (It's a dream, remember). And she was acting oddly around me. Not encouraging attention from me but not exactly rejecting it either. Staying at school in the evening to help me with my homework, just the two of us. Not stepping aside if I was touching her innocently (and that was all I was doing). Framing random sentences in odd ways, as if there was a meaning I wasn't seeing or supposed to seeing. Looking at me from the corner of her eyes. At the end of the dream we were walking by a sea or lake and looking at the water creatures together.

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Last night's dream was like watching an old movie. Everything was in black and white. It was wartime. There were soldiers, behaving like they were occupying rather than fighting. A small group of civilian men and women were resistance fighters. They were traveling from town to town by train, doing a little sabotage and fighting in each place. They were carrying rifles, which they got an accomplice in the mail wagon to transport for them.

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A strange dream last night. It was the very last days of WW2. I was in one of Adolf Hitlers homes.  There were signs of plundering, but the Russians or the Allies had not arrived yet. There was a hole in one of the walls, but it had been put there intentionally to make it look like the place had already been hit. The place was empty of people but for one. There was a woman there. She had short blonde hair, looking relaxed, and was naked.

Then I woke up. Damnit.

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Captain Maltese

I dreamed I was an Arab assistant researcher. I was working with an older man who was also Arab and the head researcher. We were studying an incredibly old wooden table of Hebrew origin. We could find no information from the top side but as we looked at the underside, we were finding hidden Hebrew letters and words.

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Captain Maltese

Woah. Real hot dream last night. This is the first time I have had to check the adultness level of the Dreamcatcher thread subforum before writing a post. Guess I'll keep out the juiciest bits.

I am sitting in a waiting room reading a magazine. Psychiatrist appointment. It is late in the day and yet the waiting room is full of people. Something is odd or wrong, people are discussing what the delay might be. I get called up and enter the office. There is a psychiatrist there that I have not met before; she looks real nice and she is real nice. Oddly nice. We have a normal start of the oppointment and then she starts asking me erotic questions. They are unsettlingly specific and the smile on her face is not one I would expect of a professional. I begin to respond, in words and physically, and very soon we are having intercourse in multiple positions. But there is shouting from the other side of the office door, someone are banging on it, and I am hearing my name being called. I get reluctantly up and open the door and a bunch of people in white coats rushes in and grabs the psychiatrist. I am told she has escaped from some asylum. Then in the corner of the room a person in white coat shows me a bunch of petri dishes on the floor. Each has a bonsai-tree-like plant in them, each has some liquid in it that the plants are feeding from, and on each dish is a man's name. One dish is empty and waiting...

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I dreamt of holding my dog from a couple years ago again. I really miss her.
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Captain Maltese

I had a weird dream. I was at a former workplace for some reason; lots of computers, lots of offices, lots of people. The usual dream. But this time, the whole place was shutting down as if a bankruptcy had been declared. Everyone were looking shocked as they packed up and left. The boss, guy in suit, was leaving and a lot of people were following him to his car where they hugged him.

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From last night. One of the longest dreams I've been able to recollect. A bit tricky to retell since there's real people included in this one, but you'll get it. My apologies for it not making sense.

I dreamed I am in a house that is my home. The house is sort of only half built; the upper floor is not really built other than the beams being in place. I think I am a lot younger than irl. There is a visiting fairly young girl there with me; a girlfriend apparently. She falls through the floor but when I get down there she had not hurt herself, but is a bit miffed. I want to have dinner with her at home but my (relative) has made some sort of less than appetizing stew which she doesn't want. The girl is getting upset at this point. Then suddenly there are sounds from a different side of the house. I step into a room and there are thieves there. Two on the inside are carrying something outside, another guy is already on the outside. I block the exit and we look at each other while we ponder my options. Calling for the cops would be a bit pointless. Then I notice one of them is carrying some weaponlike device of some value. Maybe a sword or antique gun, one that isn't in this house. Not a real threat as such. I somehow manage to seem threatening, and tell the burglars that if they leave the item behind they may leave. They agree to this. At this point however my (relative) comes into the room and tells the thieves there is stew for everyone which they accept, making my posturing a bit pointless. This is where the girl loses her last bit of patience and interest, and leaves. I get the distinct impression she won't be returning. She has also got my gloves for some reason, and takes them with her.

Some time must have passed. I am at a party place with (relatives) and see the girl from some distance. She is with a man. It is no longer my business so I do nothing.

Time has passed again. I am older. I see the man in a large public building; he now seem to be the leader of a small gang or group, and is dressed as if he might be an aristocrat. He is also wearing my gloves. When he sees me he is snide, and I am snide in return. There are threats.

Later. Violence between me and that man. I do not remember the details, but things are definitely escalating. There may have been weapons involved.

Time has passed again. Again I am older, and now I am dressed well. I meet the other guy again in a smaller building. Now he has heavily armed men with him and it appears they have been looking for me. I am sitting on a bench beside a gate; one of several. He says something like 'You should have run' and I reply 'It is too late for that'. Right then there a ringing sound and a clock appears over the gate, showing 00:00'. The gate opens. I walk in.

The last scene of the dream is the guy and his gang talking angrily with a group of uniformed guards inside the gate. They are dressed in green overalls, and have large black moustaches. They seem furtive and slightly humorous. I am not there.

And then I wake up, damnit.

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Captain Maltese

I wake up in a bed in a hotel room, my clothes still on. It is scorchingly warm. I wring my soaked shirt off with some difficulty. Then I notice there is a woman sitting in a chair in the dark room. She is also fully dressed. I do not know how she entered the room. We talk, I get dressed properly, we leave the room and hotel and go to a cafe where we talk for a while. I do not find out why she was in my room or what she wants, but I have a feeling I have been sized up. When she leaves I go through a narrow street, two men pass me by and somehow they manage to get my coat which I have carried over an arm. Worse, my wallet was in the coat. Luckily I still have my pistol which was in my jacket, and I give chase. This brings me to a building of several stories where some kind of showdown is in progress. There is shooting going on, apparently where FBI men and gangsters are against each other. I enter the building and it seems my face is known to both sides as no one are particularly interested in shooting at me. None the less I am looking for somebody special and walk from room to room looking for him. At one point I walk in on a room where FBI guys are making guns ready, and an armourer grins to me and holds up a complicated weapon and say "If you are looking for HIM you need one of these Krag-machineguns!" I stick to my pistol and move on. And then I wake up.

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Captain Maltese

I was in a room with someone, and we were by a table looking at an astonishing map. It was of the universe. Not a drawing or picture but the actual entire universe as if seen from a window in real time. We were discussing that we didn't have the technology to even understand it, but there was a horrid sense of understanding that wherever we pointed we'd immediately be transported there - whatever the local conditions were...

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Captain Maltese

I was in a foreign military unit, visiting the part of Germany that once was East Germany. One night my platoon saw a video about a nearby abandoned underwater facility and we decided to raid it just for fun as we had diving training and equipment. We found it in the murky lake water and was surprised to find it literally abandoned and untouched for the last 30 years. There were living quarters and offices, with childrens' toys and paperwork and derelict radios and offices with paramilitary equipment. I found an empty bag for a bit of personal looting and filled it up with gas masks and other equipment. Fast forward to next day, and the platoon was heading to a hotel restaurant. I was with them, and still carrying my loot bag, when a somewhat shiftylooking older but pleasantsounding German stared at my bag then spoke to me in German. My German is not great so I haltingly explained I did not understand him. Meanwhile my platoon was going ahead to the restaurant and I lost sight of them. He explained in not good English that he wished to invite me to dinner as a guest of the country, and sensing an adventure I accepted. From there things went odd. Clearly he was not a man of funds and proceeded to raid some sort of large old facility kitchen in a way that made me wonder if he had a right to be there at all, but he only took a few food items before we moved on. Then an equally old but more fit friend of his met us on the way and asked a funny but alarming question if I was toting weaponry. I wasn't, but maybe parts I'd found during the raid. We arrived at the first guy's doorstep where I was greeted by several cats. And then I woke up.

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I wake up in some kind of dorm room. I go outside into the hallway and see a number of other dorm rooms, doors open. I peek into some of them. Every room is full of someone's belongings. I own this place, all the rooms and the hallway, and at the end of it there is a cafe or mess hall which is also mine. Beyond that is another hall which I don't own, and I do budgets and accounts in my head while I consider of buying that as well and increase my investment. I speak with the guy running the cafe about the practical repercussions of a possible extension of the premises. In the cafe there is also a female guard or cop and we flirt. We go downstairs together, and on the way we sneak into a bathroom and have something erotic. We have to keep the cubicle door shut by leaning on it and I can see someone trying to get in and wonder if they can spot what we are doing. Afterwards we go out on the street and I see the cop adjust her uniform.

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Spynmaster

No joke, no cap, I've had occasional dreams that have involved women in latex seducing me into having sex with them, so then I wake up with the most rigid boner. I usually chalk that up to not having jerked off in a while, but I'm dogshit at interpreting dreams, so you figure it out.

Captain Maltese

I am in front of a badly damaged building. The sun has just gone done so I see it clearly in the relative dark. Somewhere to the side there are flames and I hear gunshots. I am German, it is the Eastern Front of WW2. I am wearing a greatcoat and holding a Luger. There are a number other Germans soldiers there; we enter the building together, maybe to investigate, and we spread out after an angry argument. I walk straight into a group of Russian soldiers, who capture me. I never learn what happens to the rest of my unit. I am held in the corner of a large dark room and three of them sit there guarding me. One of them is a woman. They watch me mainly with curiosity, rather than hatred. I am told I will be executed in the morning and I feel indifferent, even a little relieved. Then something happens during the night; a radio man has a set going and bad news arrive for them, which includes an order that prisoners should be kept alive for some purpose. Again I feel indifferent, numb. A bit later, could be days, I am at or very near sea and something drastic happens; train(?) wagons fall into the weaves and I can see Russian soldiers trying to swim. I am not in the water myself. The dream ends there.

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An unusual one. There is a zombie outbreak and I am very much at the start of it. There are two of us, me and a guy I think was my friend, and he is dead and chasing me through city streets. He is big and strong with long wild hair and for a dead guy he seems quite intelligent. I suspect I am the reason for his condition. Soon he has a whole group of zombies with him and it keeps growing. I climb the wall of a hotel building, enter a window and end up in a room with a family who is barely aware that there is an outbreak. Out in the corridors there is running and screaming. We estimate we might make it another six hours and get comfortable(?) None the less I am soon out in the corridor, where my zombie former friend catches up with me and stabs me with what is a syringe or sharp nail. I expect to turn, but don't.

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salaciouspen

A short, but odd one and a bit patchy in places.  For whatever reason, I was sitting on a bench looking over the beach and ocean, watching an incoming tsunami as if it was the most common thing in the world.  At the very least, I remember I was talking to someone, but for the life of me, upon waking up I can't really remember who or what we were talking about.
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Captain Maltese

A brief moment from a set of dreams last night. I watch a door open on a train car. A furtive face looks out; he wears a strange cap. Amusingly, there is a a caption above his head saying 'train robber'. Then, a look from a different angle seconds later and I see him again, together with another train robber. They are chained to something and surrounded by tall burly policemen. Or are they really policemen? I wake up.

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Captain Maltese

One of my weirdest, most unsettling dreams ever. I wish to point out that in real life, I have no sisters. And that what happened in this dream is not stuff I would do or condone in real life. But it was in my dream...

I dream that I am in a house. There are other people there; my sister, and a couple. It is warm and everyone are lightly dressed. There is tv, and food. The couple falls asleep in each others' arms. Seeing them like that wakes my lust. And I do something to my sister. Spell, drug, alcohol, I don't remember, but she becomes docile. Incest and violations are clearly on the table. I make her walk towards the bed. As she walks, I send some kind of force toward her, heating up her erogenous zones one by one. She moans and wriggles toward bed, still unconscious. As I am about to enter it as well, something else wakes up in the house. A sort of humanoid machine, like a man sized robot or manneken with a knight's classic full helmet on the head, comes excitedly into the bedroom and wants to communicate with me about something. I have created it at some point so I listen. Then I wake up.

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Beware, this will be intensely cute.

Last night I dreamt that I was doing some cleaning in a room, when suddenly a white and brown kitten came out from under the couch. It was very small and thin and seemed hungry. I picked it up and then yet another one came out as well. But there should not be any kittens here; I have one cat and it is an old castrated male. I pick up both kittens and go to the living room to talk with visiting relatives, and out from under the bookshelf comes another kitten. This one is white. I also pick that one up and start looking for food. But this is looking a lot like a new born litter and I have a hunch, so I go back to the first room and yes now there is a black kitten too. And then I wake up.

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The animality continues.

I dream that I am in my house when dogs appear. Some are small, some are large, all are friendly. They are not mine, but I recognize them from the neighborhood. They have no business being in my house and I lead them out so they can find their way home. I go back in, and there are even more dogs, some of them peeing on my wall to wall rugs. I get those dogs out as well. In the garden I find a kid from the neighborhood, he is pouring some powder on my doors that attract animals. I talk to him and tell him to stop, but he does not seem to notice me. I go back in, and find more animals. But this time it is snakes! Big ones, from four feet and longer. This is bad, except they seem docile and passive. I start carrying them out too, somewhat cautiously. A big yellow one bits me in my left hand and it swells up and become unsensitive. But I get it out. Just as things seem to go back to normal I see a blanket on the couch start to move, and when I remove it I find a rattlesnake under it that doesn't seem friendly at all. I go to look for a pitchfork or something to move it somewhat safely out with, and wake up.

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I am in a hilly landscape and am having fun with friends; they are out there somewhere but we keep contact via radio sets. I have a large pair of binoculars and am scanning the terrain. I realize I have brought the artillery binos; they have crosshairs built into the optics. So I decide to have extra fun and start calling in barrages into coordinates. Then a new voice cuts into the radio comm; some officer says his unit is nearby and listening to us is a bit unnerving so will we please shut up? We say yeah, but don't. Then there is a *whump* and a mortar grenade falls in our area. Fortunately just a practice one, but we get the point and pack up and leave.

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I'm being chased. I don't know by what, why, or where I'm running to, but I know I have to run and that I don't want to look back. The path I'm running on is a bridge of jade surrounded by lava. At the end is a mahogany door with a silver handled and matching ornate frame. As I'm about halfway to the door, it opens, a red-haired woman with deep indigo skin and glowing orange eyes, dressed in a translucent black dress walks out, reaching her hand out to me. As I'm but three steps away a large gray hand reaches out from the door, grabs her by the waist, pulls her back in and slams the door shut. The urge to look back at my assailant suddenly overtakes me, I turn, and behind me is Jack Black in a badly made Bowser cosplay running as fast as he can, pulling a chariot of gold upon which sits Ryan Reynolds and Hugh Jackman, dressed as Mario and Luigi. They run me over and I wake up.
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I'm in a briefing room with a woman who shows me pictures. Apparently there is a Russian oil platform where strange things happen. I am shown a pic of a man's midriff which is entirely composed of mainly white and red donut- shaped and sized rings, very strange. A little letter I am at a Russian docks building, waiting for a supply ship. Apparently I have a legitimate excuse for going to the platform in spite of being a foreigner and isn't worried about getting arrested. I am waiting in a bar, where a smiling woman approaches me. We talk briefly and then she tries to steal something from my pocket, but I am faster than her and hold her wrist in a firm grasp. We exchange obvious lies and go to a table group and sit down and continue to talk. Suddenly she pulls up her shirt to show me her waist, and it is also composed of large red and white rings.

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I am at a workplace and it is my last day there. I have some awkward conversations with my coworkers. Then a guy from HR shows up and we go to what seems to be a random room upstairs with some low tables and chairs, but there seem to be omething scientific going on in the other end of the room. We talk a bit. Then when we conclude the scientists/doctors in the other end seem very eager to talk to me, and lead me in front of a wall after putting some white clothing on me, maybe a hospital gown. There is a rumble and I am hit with some kind of sonar device; I am briefly hit in the face and it hurts a little. There is a commotion among the scientists as they have discovered something. I am taken away. Next I know I am told I can't go home again; I am seriously ill in some way and need to go to a special home. I see pictures of it and it is a VERY nice location; a big building next to a tropical-looking shore. They tell me the place is called Riasonde. And then I wake up.

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It isn't often I wake up with a name in my head. Is there a place called Riasonde? A little googling says there is no such place. Oh well. But I have Google Translate still up, on Portuguese To English since that's what I used last. I try Riasonde, nothing comes up. But Ria Sonde comes up. It means 'Laugh So Loud'. I'm not sure but I may have been pranked. In a dream.

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I was just lounging on a bed in a cabin (I think it was a cabin). I knew there was someone or something waiting outside and it seemed kind of important, but I was so comfortable and content that I never got up to go see who or what was outside. I just kept wondering why they wouldn't come in to me.

Andromeda2050

In last night's dream, I was a princess that was forced to go into some sort of to-the-death with other princesses. We had to fight each other using whatever means necessary, be it with magic, brawn, wit, etc. I was able to use summons, except I summoned badass people to help me feet (Eric Draven from The Crow, and a few others I can't remember). I was one of the last few standing, and some of the other princesses surrendered.

That's about all I remember. 

Captain Maltese

I dreamed that I was walking along a path with many other people to an open air market in a forest. There were tables with stuff and sellers. I found a pair of white pants that intrigued me. They seemed a bit small for me and were a bit too expensive for my opinion of them, but something pulled me to them and I ended up buying them before leaving there.

Here is the weird part. I woke up, and immediately acknowledged those pants were not real, but I still looked forward to inspecting them closely for possible military markings. That good feeling has been sitting with me for hours by now.

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Had a happy dream last night. I was in a city and entered a store and found it full of collectibles and replicas and toys of all kinds. I saw several replicas of some antique guns and asked one of the storekeepers if they had a specific one I have been looking for. They said no, but they could get it for me which was great and we agreed I would call in a few days and come back if they had got it by then. Right then a number of people in costumes entered the store; they were cosplayers/larpers and I recognized a few of them. They were very colorful and we agreed I would take some photos of them in front of the store, for the store to show off. Then the scene shifted and I saw someone go to lie down to sleep IN a dream and fall asleep instantly and I thought that was amazing, I will try to do it next night. Finally I looked up at the top of one of my doorways and saw a small heart basket hang there, the type you make yourself from paper and hang on the christmas tree, and guessed one of my relatives must have put it there during their christmas visit. I thought that was very sweet.

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AmberStarfire

Loki is a frequent visitor in my dreams. It's like I'm having a relationship with him purely in dreams. Often he just hangs around.

I've been pagan for decades and have my deities I worship, but I've never had this kind of connection with one before.

I'm not quite sure what to make of it. Something tells me blatantly that these aren't just dreams.


The Lioness

I dreamed of an embrace from someone I admire and often think about. He met me while I sat on a park bench and gave me baby pink peonies. His hug was warm and comforting, and when he kissed me, his lips were gentle and pillowy. It felt like I could breathe again without worry, yet at the same time, I was really nervous. 

The next day, I waited for him at a diner. At least, it felt like a diner on the outside...but the inside was large and more upscale and ethnic. They were serving older Korean folks, and I remember feeling out of place. I waited for him outside, but I woke up before he got there. 

His kiss felt so real....I can't seem to get over the sensation...
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