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My dreams are usually extremely complex. They are in different "segments" and it's on going and constantly evolving. Then there are dreams that I seem to have bit more "control" with and those are usually crazier than the ones I have more "limited" control over. They would probably make a strange fiction novel if I ever wrote about them.
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I dream about flying, killing, being killed, God, hell, Lucifer, Jesus, zombies, aliens, natural catastrophes, bodies of water- lakes oceans floods, ghosts, really strange bugs, chilhood traumas, recent traumas, houses, buildings, driving, foreign countries, death everywhere, getting lost, getting found, leading people spiritually, and food.
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That night I had a dream. I dreamt I was as light as the ether- a floating spirit visiting things to come. The shades and shadows of the people in my life rassled their way their way into my slumber. I dreamed that Gale and Evelle had decided to return to prison. Probably that's just as well. I don't mean to sound superior, and they're a swell couple of guys, but maybe they weren't ready yet to come out into the world. And then I dreamed on, into the future, to a Christmas morn in the Arizona home where Nathan Junior was opening a present from a kindly couple who preferred to remain unknown. I saw Glen a few years later, still having no luck getting the cops to listen to his wild tales about me and Ed. Maybe he threw in one Polack joke too many. I don't know. And still I dreamed on, further into the future than I had ever dreamed before, watching Nathan Junior's progress from afar, taking pride in his accomplishments as if he were our own. Wondering if he ever thought of us and hoping that maybe we'd broadened his horizons a little even if he couldn't remember just how they got broadened. But still I hadn't dreamt nothing about me and Ed until the end. And this was cloudier cause it was years, years away. But I saw an old couple being visited by their children, and all their grandchildren too. The old couple weren't screwed up. And neither were their kids or their grandkids. And I don't know. You tell me. This whole dream, was it wishful thinking? Was I just fleeing reality like I know I'm liable to do? But me and Ed, we can be good too. And it seemed real. It seemed like us and it seemed like, well, our home. If not Arizona, then a land not too far away. Where all parents are strong and wise and capable and all children are happy and beloved. I don't know. Maybe it was Utah.
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I have dreams about being with my dad when I'm in NewYork
and we are separated and I have dreams about him being with me in NewYork,But I have dreams about the future like one dream I dream about the next three days later-It happen.Same faces same actions from my dreams.Comment Hidden ( show ) -
My dreams are adventures. I walk through labrinths and am often confronted with challenges and obstacles. Recently I was riding an elephant through a forest with about a hundred other people. I have no idea where we were going. Although last night IIN made an appearance and words were spilling off the computer and onto my desk...
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i have far to many messed up dreams. like really messed up. i use to have this cream about a little girl crying on a swing so i went to ask if she was ok and where her mum is. then she'd get like some super strenght and hurt me. when i'd wake up i'd get the same pain as what she did to me. it was so creepy...
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