Adam B. and I decided that everybodys dreams should be recognized, and refreshed in their memorys, and shared with everybody. Also possably annalyzed by those who wish to have that done so to their dreams. A good thing to keep in mind when journalling a dream is brevity while still retaining the defining details. There's a lot of 'background static' that goes on in a dream. The date of the dream would be nifty, too. So write your dreams down here. It is okay to analyze these dreams: I dreamed the same dream over and over and over its one were i die ALOT first i get hit by a train and then some one kisses me and i wake back up,but then wile i wal lying there i got my body chped up by a chain saw, and then the girl that i have a crush on kissed me and i woke up agian! but this tie i was like neo from the matrix andi was doging every thing that peole tryed to kill me with then i woke up, and i felt realy bad about the part were Gen (the gilr i hasve a crush on)kissed me bacouse iknow that she dosent like me like that and so i felt bad when ever i saw her... signed Thomas I dreamed that I had to sleep with (well, next to) Bin Laden. Whats that supposed to mean, eh? ~Athena. I dreamed that I was going to babysit Cunniffs (this family with 5 kids - 7,4,2, and twin 1 year olds), and I had to find someone to babysit with me, so I called Ted. He said that he could babysit with me, and that he'd meet me there, and I showed up and waited around for, like, half an hour and he didn't come. So I babysat them myself, and went home and called him and yelled at him, and he was like "Oh, shit. I totally forgot. I'm sorry" and then he hung up on me. And then my alarm went off and I woke up. It was weird.
last night 11/14/2000 last nights dream was that sam (from camp) was at my house and my sister Dawn was telling me that she wasn't going to let me go to both sessions of camp this coming year. at that point sam gave me a hug. this hug felt like a real hug, a real unschooler camp hug.... it was great!! sigh a real dream hug that felt so real!! Love
I Dremt that I was watching the 7 day forcast, and during the week it was like it has been latley, hi 40s to low 50's, during the week, then on saturday it was a high of 3, and a low of 2 at night. then on sunday it was definatly going to be 136 degrees during the day, and 87 at night. and the forcaster said: "the for horsemen of the apocolypse were seen riding over a ridge in colorado, we are all going to day. and that's the forcast this week".
it was cool. i dreamed that i killed Bush, it Was Fuuuun. -isaac V
I had a dream where I was at Lake Erie ~ only it didn't really look like it. It was a cove now, and around the curve, that was where the big body of water was. One minute the cove was full of water, then, I looked at it again, and there was a long stream of people walking out, the water appeared as high as it had been, but it wasn't ever above anyone's kness. The line of people disappeared around the curve, so you couldn't see the end. I followed too, because they said that it would be out so long, it was safe. Then there was no water left, it was just.. not there. When I got to the curve, something got messed up. Upside down was right-side up. I didn't want to let go, because I would fly into the sky or something, but I was going the wrong way ~ like if you try to curl your hair in the mirror and the way you are looking at your hands is the opposite of what they are doing and you get confused. So, then I dunno, that stopped and all the sudden I was sure that the water was going to come in because I hadn't known how long it was going to be out to start with. I started climbing up this ridge of sand towards the shore and then, I wasn't there anymore. Everything in front of me was this weird map of Ohio, and Ohio was made up of the United States. It was a strange map that charted out...thoughts or something. I was supposed to figure out where I should go. It was really important. Then, I found where the house of a boy who had had a devastating crush on me in grade school was and all ths sudden, I was on the ridge of sand, he was right next to me. He had heard me or something, or been thinking about me the same time I was. And I told him I was sorry about something, I don't know what. And he wasn't miserable anymore, and I didn't feel guilty about...something. By that time, I was half awake, so the last I knew, we were both aware that we had fallen in love, and if we got wherever we were going, we could live happily ever after. I had a dream the other night that a wonderful girl had moved onto my street, and we hit it off so well, and we fell madly in love, and we shared everything together. Walking up and down our street talking, and holding hands was our only desire. It was so wonderful. I dreamt I was driving a car down a familiar road, when a shooting star fell into a farmer's field, meteor style. I went to dig it up, and a girl came out of the nearby barn. She was incredibily familiar, but I know I've never seen her before in the waking world. Her name was Doe. We dug and dug for the meteor, and her dad came out and yelled at me for being with his daughter. He left, we abandoned the field, and went to the hayloft. We laid down upon my coat in loving bliss, and, well, the rest is a very fond and fuzzy memory that'll remain locked away inside me for a long time =). -Adam B This is the wierdiest dream I've had in a long time. On a cootie factor of 1 to 10, I'd rate it a solid 9.I left home, driving. I had a small fight with my mom, and I was so incredibily fed up with things. It was early winter. a light coat of snow covered everything. I drove down familiar roads until I found myself walking instead of driving, pushing a vaccum cleaner [what the HELL does that mean? lol]. I finally came to an abandoned apartment complex, and went inside to explore. But the room I went into was an old lady's house, and she sat me down for tea, warning me not to drip snow all over her carpet. After we sat down, things took a much more serious tone. I was a little boy, sitting in my chair. I was talking about how disturbed I thought I was, and about all the things that made me such. She said that the things I do weren't normal, but were healthy, in a very assuring way. Then, in a hushed voice, I said "but. .I write about. .ghosts." As soon as I said that, a biscuit basket on the table flew up into the air, levitating. The moment this happened, I felt something touching me in the waking world, pushing hard on my head- I'm so sure that it wasn't part of the dream, but, yet. . I woke up screaming like a six year old, and there was nobody around. .nothing. . -Adam B I had a dream that I was a male stripper in a gay bar, and the only deal was that I had to be spun around on a rope that was attached to the cealing at the center of the stage. and I was really good at the stripping bit, so I got sent to a competition on best strip tease. the competition was kinda like a woodstock. there were shit loads of people, and it was all live. We had two anouncers, one was that wrestler chick "china" I think is her name, and the other was a body builder and one girl made another girl have an orgasm without the girl watching her, and without touching her. the girl ran off stage crying. 'cause she wasn't a lesbian, or even attracted to the lesbian type. okay, so like i haven't slept in......56 hours ( my record is 87 ), so i haven't dreamt in a while, but my last one was this: i was home alone as usual, my mom was at work and my sister was babysitting so i was just watching a movie, only our house had all these windows with no curtains or blinds or anything so anyone could see right in. i kept seeing this flash of movement outside out of the corner of my eye, so i got up and looked out the window and started feeling intensely paranoid because all the lights were on which makes your house into a giant fishbowl because people can see in but you can't see out. so i lock the front door and bolt it and then i remember the back door's lock is broken so i run back there and this guy who used to stalk me ( no, seriously ) is standing outside the door grinning at me. so i bolt the door shut and run to the other side of the room and he just slowly walks away and then i try and phone my mom but she isn't there and i'm not really sure where my sister is and then i look up and there's this bunch of red roses in a vase of blood. and the guy grabs me from behind and ties me up and he's eating parts of a person, like their liver and stuff and then he wraps barbed wire around me and he was just about to rape me when i woke up screaming like a maniac. i also woke my mom up. again. sorry. told you i had bad dreams. and this one is relatively tame.
My dream last night was, I was doing deliverys for the mob, and I had to shoot lots of people, and there were these two guys that you could sit there shooting an AK 47 at their face, and nothing would happen for a long time, and then they would just come back later. I can't quite remember how the dream started, but it had something to do with a girl getting killed, and me seeking revenge.
anyways, so I foiled the mobs plans, but the cops saw me kill somebody, plus I was speeding. So the cop pulls up next to me, and says: "You know you just shot that guy right? and you know your speeding in a life zone. right?" (A life zone was 25mph). and I said to him:"you know what I did to the last cop that caught me speeding?" "no" he says, kinda clearing his throat. "I went 90mph in a life zone, that's what I did". and I take off, and he falls back with this stone cold look on his face, and he goes spinning off into the median. then he regains control, and he chases after me "well you're not gonna get me that way" he says.
I don't remember how it ended. but I kicked his ass, and then the phone rang, and I woke up.
I wish I had remembered all of the begining, 'cause it was bad ass.
Einstein is my father. His wife is my mother. They are both very old. We are in our little house. The next thing that happens is that it is morning and Einstein is dead. I know this just intuitively but also because I can see a grave directly outside a window of the house which I understand to be his. There is a pond over his grave. It is very small pond maybe 5 feet in diameter but a number of feet deep. Directly in the middle of the pond the top of Einsteins headstone peaks out a couple of inces above the water. The stone is a rosey-pinkish soap stone. Engraved in the top of the headstone, is the name "FREUD" in big capital letters. I'm not looking at the grave anymore. I'm sitting in an armchair in another room of the house. Einstein's ghost is standing before me and we are talking. He seems anxious: both wanting to go, but also not wanting to leave things unresolved between he and I. He wants to be sure that I will be fine without him. He holds his chin in his hand, thinking. "Do we need to talk about sex?" he asks. I wave my hand dismissively and tell him no I already know what I need to. After a small while I realize, sadly that he must go, and that he is waiting for my blessing. I don't want him to leave but I force myself to tell him I'll be alright. The dream ends.
Don't publicly analyze these dreams oy! i had the weirdest dream...i was at my friend dannys house, and im considering that (in the dream, but this is also true in real life) that maybe i like him as more than a friend. and things are going great. anyway this house in the dream is in the middle of the woods and theres a creek behind it. and danny went fishing from a balcony in the back of his house. suddenly something grabbed onto the end of the line and pulled him in the creek and dragged him down the creek. i got a glimpse of what was dragging him, it was big and black and had this leathery texture. anyways, ive kind of blanked out for a bit after this part. but all of the sudden im with my friend christie and were going to save danny, and were going through these woods and such. we arrived at this treehouseish thing after a fair bit of time, where there were about 5 other people, including danny, all tied up. there was this guy im sure ive seen somewhere, a muscular blonde. he had a gun, and he explained that he was going to kill all of us and make it look like a cult suicide, like where people kill themselves because of some cult belief, i dunno...and me and christie get tied up too. right before he was about to shoot me, i woke up. i remember contemplating the pain of dying in my dream - what would it feel like? but i wasnt panicked or scared. *shrugs* weird. -jessica st. julien okay so this is a short one. last night i dreamt that i was in a car. it was dark and we were driving. but i don't remember who was in the front seat... i just remember i was in the backseat with this pretty boy from my school i'm semi-crushing out on (teehee). i think my sister might've been in the front... anyway we were just driving, and then made a sharp turn around a flower shop when my boy flew into me. yay instinct, i tried to kiss him! but i kissed his nose instead for some reason and he looked at me like i was a maniac. hehe. i felt really stupid. so then suddenly its day and we're at the train-station. we get out of the car and we're running around aimlessly while thousands of people pour off of this cow-train. i was just thinking "i'm going to get lost. momma always said i should never leave who i'm with in big crowds." so i get lost, because that was inevitable. at first i'm sorta creeped, but then i realize that almost every person getting off the train is someone from my school. some people i knew sorta, some i didn't know at all, just recognized. i was just wondering... "should i tell them i'm dropping out of school? i wonder what they'd say... should i wait until just a few days before i quit so its a big dramatic event? maybe then they'll tell me how much they really like me and drop all the bullshit. maybe they'll throw me a party!!" and then just about the same time i realized what a complete idiot i was being, kelton (my boy) popped up and gave me a big bear hug and made me smile. so that was the end. and i don't think it had much meaning. i just wish i'd kissed kelton in the car... ;) -moth i don't usually dream, at least nothing that i remember. i don't usually even have the feeling when i wake that maybe i dreamt something. but here's one from about a year ago: my family lived in this farm house with all these upslanted fields behind it (this was true in real life as well) so me and my mom and my two sisters were walking behind our house up one of the fields, when all of a sudden, everything turns very brown and gold and safari colored, and there is a huge lion just standing there. we walk past him, he doesn't try to hurt us or anything. and ten, we're back in real true color, not this weird brown and gold thing anymore. but now we're in a jungle made out of clothing racks, and some crazy monkey-man with a parrot on his shoulder is trying to kill us, so we have to hide under the clothing racks(which i used to do when i was small enough too) and we all get split up...eventually, we come back together and escape, and we're on the other side of the jungle, in this very typical, very quiet,very people-less old neighborhood. and we know if we are ever going to truly escape that jungle, we have to battle our way back through it to the other side. which we proceed to do. we're back in the tan and gold field again. my dad and brother are there. they look as us and say "do you like the lion? it cost us four thousand dollars" before we have a chance to answer, all this water comes rushing in from the jungle(this is in normal color now)and there is a creature in the middle of it. we all try to battle it, to kill it, before it kills us. i am the last one to battle it and i kill it. we all thought it must be a giant turle, but as soon as i kill it, all the water elaves the field where we are, and there is the bird's beak, a dragon-snakelike head(of the creature i battled and killed) and some scales from the monkey-man. (he had scales, not fur) and so we go home, put the dragon-snake head on the mantle piece, i get to keep the bird's beak, and my littlest sister and my brother gets the two scales of the monkey-man. ~sarah compton~ I dreamt that I had to go shopping in a store with a 'no shoes, no service' policy, and I had forgotten to wear shoes. I was trying to tape paper to my feet well enough that they'd think I had shoes. Nikki well sex. NBTSWikiWiki | Recent Changes Edited 32 times, last edited on December 20, 2001 by 64.255.211.8. © 2000 NBTSC Webmasters |
