recent vivid dream

[hurricane_r]

ok this is just weird, after having woken from a extremely vivid dream
i decided to write it all down, as i thought the key points where interesting,
for future referenece, have a read if you like, this is some wacked shit

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main points
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*english style street setting
*hq located on roof under MC donalds flag, next to office window with two twins,
*giant bins,
*un-friendly traffic,
*presistant to find females,
*at first tight team moral, there were group of 12+ people
*vintage stlye interiors, red-oaky with large wodden style doors and redy curtains,
*swirl style stairs
*strict male/female seperation
*jesus christ in windows stain-ing, church style cathedral
*head man running services,
*my father was there, spoke few words, he said at one stage i am a hunter.
*pushed the big boss kind of guy down/off the old swirly style stair sets and suspected death
*was earlier with a very black person holden plastic bottles filled with water,
*was also told off by hallways sucurity forat one stage holding beverage when in interior

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some prolouge remembered:
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finding a team HQ spot for my group of 12+ memebers, ended up on a roof, directly behind and 1 meter above was an office, a window was open and there was
two ladys there, i said,

"hello sweet hearts, your obviously twins ...right??, your both so beutifuful," few team memebers where laughing as if to say
that the lady's where infact not-beutiful as if to say i was being sarcastic

at one stage wanting to leave new HQ spot, and look around for a reference, seen a large Mc Donalds sign with a flag directly under it, about 20 meters up slight bit to the left of where we were sitted,

i went for a walk, and back down onto the street where it was a english-style traffic senario, people where not friendly and when i waved and thanked traffic for stopping at
pedestrian crossings, it seemed people where amazed at my friendlyness


Walking through the interiors, walking past sevral people, reminding me of a market at some stage, with other people of my team (some random people)
then alone soon after with a short-ish black person , probable of african decent, then turning to our right where there was two doors we into the right one and walked down
a thin corridor and it was semi-dark, we got to the end where to the left was a thin stair case heading up, and i asked " wheres the bitches, the black man (name unknown) looked at me, smiled and slowly started walking back towards the two doors , he said, hahaha there mostly all in the guy room, (whilst lookng around to see that no guards had seen us),

we moved on and things went blank, we ended up at two large cathedral like swing doors that both led to the same room, on the other side was a light yellow/grey casket
to left was a giant jesus-christ window-staining, and a slight bit furthur in was a grand (grey) piano, we walked in and had to push the casket (which was on rollers) to clear the intrance door fully,. the black guy kinda went foward to the left and i went foward to the right, and noticed the head guys (indentity unkown, remeber a full cut beard and semi-baldness) head just over the brim of the piano, where i instantly ducked down ran for the doors looking back at the black guy who shrugged his shoulders smiling wondering why i was running, i ran through some doors, closing them behind me, ,, next thing seen my dad walking up the old stairs and the head-guy at top of stairs going to walk down them i remeber my father saying breifly ( i am a hunter ) at some stage and i thought that the head-guy was going to kill my father so i semi hang down the stairs and let my legs hang down infront of my father to protect him which it did, the head-guy kinda fell down the stairs and ended up dead on the ground !

That was a very in-depth vivid dream, i wrote this down directly after waking up and yes as dreams are
this is some very f*cked up shit, and i didnt write down anything what i didnt remember

please excuse spelling mistakes as i was in the "disoriented just-woken" state when i wrote this

peace,

[dino3310]

reminds me of those LSD tabs i use to take in my younger days.

[RC1]

reminds me of those LSD tabs i use to take in my younger days.

ah yes last week

[hurricane_r]

nono industrial grade hospital nos off tap, nocks you straight out, you awake with these memories after only 30 seconds..

but yea, wacked dream

[Skyryder]

I dream a lot. Usually of faces. Don't know why. Saw one on real life once. Gave me a real fright I can tell ya. Get the odd premonition at times. These are usually in word form. Had one on here once. Spooky.


Skyryder

[CookMySock]

Mostly dreams are either "metaphor", or "literal" category. That is, things in the dreams represent other things in real life that we feel strongly about one way or the other, or else things that we strongly desire or avoid.

Most "people" in a dream are different parts of yourself, unless they were obviously and clearly a recognisable person, and even then there will be aspects about yourself in them. Also, feelings are very important, and are particularly important to note if they are strongly positive or negative.

If you take a look back through what you have written, you will likely see many metaphors that are relevant to you (and not much to anyone else), and traits in people in the dream that are more traits about yourself.

Good on ya for posting this.
DB

[Bikernereid]

I had a very vivid and odd one last night. I was gutted as I was woken up before it had time to come to its conclusion and because it had my dad in it.

I was dreaming about being at my dead gramps' funeral wake (for the second time) but for some reason I was in the bathroom photographing my cousin William (who was 18 in the dream but was only 3 when my gramps died). The weird thing is that it wasn't really Wills but was in fact my half cousin Damien who is not related to my gramps at all.

I remember gran kicking off at me and getting my dad (he is also dead so very odd) to have a go too. I remember being upsetting and having a pop at my dad for smoking (which he didn't when he died) then was woken up by noisey house guest.

What I am trying to get my head around in why whenever I dream about my dead dad (most important person in my life) they are always unpleasant dreams. Any suggestions?

And no I am not doing any drugs at the moment!!

[Finn]

I had a dream the other night that I ate two giant marshmallows and when I woke up, both my pillows were gone.