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[Ronald Ray Gun]

A bit over a year ago, I had a dream that I went to visit a girl I had briefly been involved with,in a non serious manner(for me not serious,anyway).

In the dream my visit was unannounced.
Upon arrival, it turned out she she had a new dude,and they had a child together. A little girl.
At the time,I took the dreams meaning as just a revelation that the time between visits between us were too long and she had moved on.

Oh well,no big surprise there. It was never very serious for me,and it had been almost a year since I visited last.

Roughly 9 months or so after that dream,she reaches out to tell me that she had just given birth to a little girl. Came to her as a huge surprise as she believed she couldn’t get pregnant due to some sort of lady part medical issue,and her age in early 40’s.

(Reminder to us middle aged and older guys. Make sure to wear condoms to remove the possibility of this happening,even if she says she can’t get pregnant! I’m sure glad I took that as a red flag and stayed wrapped!)

That dream was maybe the 4th or 5th time something I’ve dreamt came to fruition. But was the first time it was so specific,as the others could have been deduced by previous knowledge/emotion of a situation leading up to it.


Enter couple/few months ago. I fell in love hard with a woman I know and feel to be my actual soulmate.

She had left early in the morning to make the long drive back home after a weekend visit at my place,and I fall back to sleep. Had a dream where I was trying to show off a Tesla I had bought to her. An unfamiliar faced female urgently tells me to get inside, I look down the street and see 5 big ass tornadoes tearing shit up and I rush inside the building.

I wake up about a half hour later to call my girl to see how her drive is coming along and to make sure she is safe. She proceeds to tell me about a conversation she just had with her friend about Little Rock, Arkansas about half an hour before I called. We are planning to visit my really good friend who lives in the foothills outside of Little Rock in the spring. She tells me her friend was from Little Rock and that springtime is tornado season,and is expressing her apprehension about visiting during that season.

Dream still half forgotten,I tell her I will call my buddy and reconsider the season which we will visit,hoping he would ease fears about it, thus allowing us to avoid the humidity of the south during our visit.

About half an hour after getting off the phone with her,the dream comes flooding back. WTF! The time I was dreaming this lines up with the time she was discussing this on the phone with her friend.

Is this dream going to be another premonition? I’m never going to know,since I’ve decided to just suffer the humidity of Arkansas in the summertime.

[Justintime]

Always a temptation to walk into the eye of a storm figuratively speaking. I think you are making the right decision. When we listen to guidance, gut instinct we strengthen our connection to the intelligence guiding us away from trouble.
Curiosity killed the cat y'know.
Besides the storm, always be careful not to tread where angels dare not.

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Speaking in tongues during sleep and doing Kung Fu arm blocks last night. My spirit is happy.

[Coopdog]

Follow your gut. I know it's not always practical nor possible, but I have learned the hard way a few times to pay attention when you have the choice. VERY interesting. My wife has had some premonition type dreams, and I did too, one time when it really mattered. 

 

For myself. I dreamed I had a tumor under my upper right ribcage below my sternum. It kept bugging me, until I finally mentioned it to my doctor. He sent me for some imaging, and sure enough I had a growth that they thought was coming from my liver behind my Gall bladder. On closer examination it was on my Gall Bladder, so they elected to just remove it and same me the trouble. Turned out to be not an issue, but I was not much surprised when it turned out to be there. Always follow your gut instincts. Been trying to take my own advice since then and it has bit me a couple times when I did not. 

 

Thank you for sharing that. 

 

I've been having dreams myself that seem relevant but they don't seem to stick with me for long. I'll try to do better on that and record a few. 

[Justintime]

Dumb inorganic being appeared as my stepdad. He was a heavy handed cowardly brute.
He came at me shouting and waving a large carving knife.
I arm locked his arm so the point of the blade was just above his collar bone.
He kept raging so I pushed it all the way into his body.
I walked away. The dream played that he went to hospital. Didn't die but lost his ability to speak.
A pathetic attempt by an energy scrounger to bring forth a negative emotional charge. I'm sure had I been afraid it would have chased me about waving that knife in my face for as long as possible drawing and absorbing my fear. You fear them, they grow stronger, the dream gets even more realistic, the attack gets worse. Your energy is drained, they use it against you to draw even more energy as fear.

I have lately been considering a part of The Lord of the rings where Frodo is stabbed with a poison blade which infects the victim with darkness.
In the same way people use words in place of the poisoned blade. The pain their words cause to the victim drains their energy, infects them. Can even cause them to fall into shadow becoming cynical of the world and eventually ugly and hateful.

Tolkien was a seer. Many lessons within his works. LOTR is playing out on Earth right now at least metaphorically.
The ring of Sauron is ignorance. Ignorance is shadow. The destruction of the ring is the creation of true knowledge- Light.

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[Justintime]

Driving a coaster bus down a sealed road. A few male passengers. Turn a corner and the road is a torrent of water up to top of the wheels. Hit the gas and drive into it. Bus seemed to aqua plane a little and keep driving through it without any problem.

[Guy1298]

Last nights dream, I was female and impregnated by a talking deer. I was wife to a werewolf who was had anger issues. When I had my deer children, I tried to keep it a secret, but he found them. He took them and left. I chased him, and with the help of a phone tracking device found him. He came into an odd culty religious group and gave them the children. It was a rickety house on the outside, but when I went inside, I found myself in something like a giant mall or store. Something happened and everyone was fleeing in fear. I decided to do the same. I ran into a deeper entrance way and found myself in a very weird place, very artsy. The rooms were incredibly large and painted with an artistic pattern. One room would feel red and artsy, then I'd head into the next and it'd feel blue and artsy, in the same style. I ran through these rooms, looking for a place to hide. Eventually I found a bathroom, with a single toilet. Then, I woke up. 

 

Haha. What a weird one.

Edited by Guy1298, 13 January 2023 - 08:54 AM.

[Coopdog]

Been a while since I posted, as life is continuing it's game of kick the Coop lol. This morning, I woke from a dream set in a compound of sorts out in a semi-desert area that seemed to be situated in the American SW. I was there with a friend of mine who is ex airforce, and just a heck of a big guy at about 6"7 and 280 pounds with little to no extra fat on him. Our place there was a small mobile home about 25 feet long. We were allowed to move around the compound freely except for when we were undergoing these ability tests. I call them that, because the parts I remember were just that. In the first one we were literally blindfolded, taken in a helicopter for a short 15-20 minute ride, where I was dropped off in the middle of some uncomfortable scrubby countryside and left. No water, no food, no real instruction. 

 

I took the blindfold off, expecting to see my friend there too, but watched feeling pretty dejected and lonely as the helicopter flew off into the distance. (This was all incredibly real.) I could smell the hot dry air, the rocky ground and the sun baking the dirt and rocks around me. I was taller than most of the scrubby sage and mesquite type stuff that was in my sight line, and not much of any shade. Knowing it was morning when they took me away, I figured out at least what direction I was going to walk, and I picked West just to get the sun out of my eyes for a few hours at least. I walked and walked, and when the sun was directly overhead I got down on the ground and tried to get what shade I could from the sparse dry vegetation. I was already sunburned and thirsty and realizing this was going to be painful. 

 

This went on as the sun went down, and I got panicky. I know it gets cold out here and they had not given us any instructions but to find our way back to the cluster of trailers. It didn't seem like we went very far, but I didn't know how fast a helicopter can fly. I figured maybe 10-12 miles, but not knowing the direction for sure, suddenly my heart was racing. Then I was wandering, as soon as the sun started putting the pink into the Eastern sky. I was not dying of thirst yet, but it felt like it in my mind. I was wishing I had at least my .38 which we had to turn in when we started this. I knew by the time the sun goes down tonight I was going to be in dire shape for sure. 

 

As the day went on, I thought about digging for water, but had nothing but my keys and my pocket knife on me. I opted to keep moving instead, and about the time I was going to try to get under something for the midday sun, I saw light glinting off of something on the horizon. I kept going and changed my course to head towards it and I was in tears when I finally got back there and filled my belly with tepid water. I realized sitting in the lonely compound that there was a drone overhead that I had not seen when I was out there but had the feeling it was there all along. My friend was nowhere to be seen, and I was very worried about him. 

 

I heard a sound, and the door to a trailer was closing, it was about a hundred feet away and I just saw it as it was almost closed, and wondered if the heat was making me hallucinate because I thought we were completely alone here. I staggered over there, and there was a very stern looking Marine Drill Sgt looking guy sitting there with papers in front of him. I didn't recognize him from the helicopter and had not seen him before. I told him my name, and he looked at me silently and seemingly with contempt. I asked about my friend, and he said he would be here soon, raising his eyebrow as if to say, "Anything else?" I asked about medication because my skin was blistering, and I knew I was going to be hurting bad. He just smiled at me, but not in a nice way. Said he would come get me in an hour. 

 

I went back to the small trailer, looking through the cabinets for a jug, a tall glass, something to put water in to bring it back here. Finding nothing I went back to the water trailer, like a big tank of water on wheels and chugged my belly full again, feeling so stupid for agreeing to come here. The helicopter appeared and they came down, and I went and watched as the door opened and my friend got out looking much worse than I felt that I did. At least he had been pretty tanned, so the sun didn't peel his skin off like mine was going to, but he had become severely dehydrated more than I had. I guessed that extra weight held a little more water in my case. Nobody helped him off the Heli, so I went and hooked my elbow through his and took him to the water tank trailer and helped him get a bellyfull of water. 

 

Before I knew it the Marine guy was back. "Come with me," he said. Thinking we were going to get medical help, I got up and was going to help my friend up when he said, "Not him, you."

 

I followed him, realizing we had agreed to this, thinking now that this was not going to be medical attention. I was right. We went into a larger building that had been locked when we got here. In the venter of the room was a round wide cylindrical metal contraption. It had a door in it which was opened now and I was told to get in there. One of those county fair things that you go in and the bottom drops out as it spins you was what it looked like. Inside though it was a teardrop shaped room, round on one end and about 7-8 feet across, and tapering to a point about 12 feet on the other end. The walls were about 7 feet high and I figured my friend would have to duck to get in the door. 

 

I debated whether to try and situate myself in the very center and try to balance in such a way that I would just spin in place or go to the outer wall where I would feel all of the force. I didn't feel like they were going to try to kill me or anything so I hoped it would be over with very soon. No sooner had a leaned against the wall the machine started to spin. Wondering why it was not drum shaped, I realized they had possibly made the cylinder into separate compartments. The pressure against the wall was slowly growing.

 

My arms were no longer moveable and my feet which had been a foot or more towards the center slid back against the wall, and the pressure now had me nailed tightly to the wall. It kept going faster and faster, and breathing became harder. Now I was aware that I could indeed be killed like this, I attempted to focus only on breathing, and let the rest of my body relax, only using my energy and strength to raise my rib cage to suck in more air, hold it, then slowly let it out. Each time it got harder and harder, and I blacked out. Woke up amazed at the weird shit my brain comes up with and wondering where all that came from. Hadn't laid here for even a minute when my alarm went off to get up. Very detailed dream so I thought to get it down while it was fresh. 

[Justintime]

I had a new house which I didn't bother moving into for a while.
But I go there and the previous tenant hasn't moved their things and the house is dirty.
I begin cleaning room by room.
I find I'm the largest room three travelers who are squating.
They're all in bed. I tell them it's okay. They can find somewhere else to stay tomorrow.
One offers me a joint.
You should never smoke weed given to you in dreams. I forgot and smoke anyway.
They want to help me clean up but are really interested in everything of value in the house.
I find many small things of worth.
Small boxes of old oriental beads. Netsuke and the like. Mini gold bars of weight.
I put those on the highest shelf thinking the owner should return.
I see the itchy three trying to access these objects and stop them.
They have changed in appearance to old Chinese vampire Ghoul types.
If you've seen Big Trouble in little China with Kurt Russell you'd have an idea.
They had more powers than average dream spooks. Could fly through the air. Fighting them only encouraged them.

I had my gallbladder removed three days ago. Was the size of a grapefruit and more or less dead and about to rupture. Dodged a bullet just in time.
If it had burst my immune system would have attacked my body. You die from it 70 percent of people at least. Survivors have a rotten time. Six inch scar.
Dreams have been intense, very strange and many. Could be the pain meds.

[Cuboid]

Thanks for sharing, dreams are fascinating aren't they?
Wishing you a full and speedy recovery from your op!

[Justintime]

Thanks Cuboid. Too much to do to check out just yet.
Been using down time to write.
Checked out of hospital early. The place is full of spirits. Everytime I closed my eyes one would be approaching my bed. I'd think it was a nurse and open my eyes to find no one there. Didn't sleep for the 24 hrs or so there.

The dream world is much like the waking reality. The shadow in people is looking to engage any shadow within us. Once one can come to that realisation it is much easier to avoid the entanglement.
Refuse to become angry, incredulous, resentful,fearful. Everything is a test.

Anyways enjoying getting core information written down.

[Justintime]

Dreams have symbolism. So to does this physical dream world.
What lessons does the world of nature hold for us?
What warning may we take from the wildebeest crossing the crocodile filled rivers.
Human traits are reflected in the habits of animals.
What animal would we be if suddenly transformed into one. Which one would reflect our being.
A lone wolf perhaps. A lion. A chattering scheming chimp. A nervous rabbit.

[Justintime]

Pay special attention to your daydreaming.
Nothing is a coincidence.
Reality is intelligent. An intelligence is within all things.
Something completely obscure enters your mind. You see it manifest as a physical object a day or so later.
You find yourself pondering an orange fish. There it is as a sticker on the car next to you in traffic telling you you're on time and going the right way.
Reality is playful.

[ElPirana]

I was able to write down four dreams into my dream journal today, finally. Last dream written was dated June 21 from last year. Can’t believe it’s been that long.

I will write here my first dream, which was the most impactful. I don’t normally have dreams like this, and rarely have emotional feelings of any kind in my dreams.

Dream:
My 8 year old son had died. Nobody was concerned with how that happened, almost like it was accepted that it was an accidental death.

I was sitting on my knees on a ledge of a sloped sidewalk. Along the edge was a long planter section where they could grow flowers during the summer. I was sitting along the planter, with gloved hands sifting through the debris and snow, throwing the snow to the side. Evidently this had been where my son had died.

As I was looking through the debris for clues to his death, I realized I was an investigator, detached emotionally but motivated to find an answer. Realizing my detachment, the dream shifted and I began thinking about my son, how much he means to me, how innocent he is, how he’ll miss so much and the world will miss him.

I’m suddenly overwhelmed with emotion. My chest feels pressure, my heart is being ripped from me, I cry strongly at the loss. I feel I want to die. Then I wake up.

[ElPirana]

I just remembered a dream from a few days ago. I’m in an aisle of a store like Walmart, tall shelves on either side of me. A spider gets on my hand, I fling it off but the web is attached to my hand and the spider starts climbing back up to my hand again. This happens several times with different spiders, I recall the last spider had a hairy, yellow body. I couldn’t seem to get rid of them.

[Justintime]

I was at my local weekend market.
I sat and spoke with an elderly woman about many things. She is very interesting and wise, youthful in her mind.
From out of the blue she says to me...

"Did you know all humans carry the traits of certain animals."

And there the all pervading intelligence that flows through all things confirmed to me through her that what I wrote here the day before was correct.

[Coopdog]

I woke to a short dream about looking down on the crystal clear water of the quarry I grew up swimming and fishing in. I was on a cliff about 30 feet off the water. Looking down, I saw my friend  who passed a few months ago climbing down the rocks towards the place where the water comes up to a small gravelly beach area. I saw a GIANT carp swimming slowly towards the edge. I called out to him in a hushed voice that it was less than 20 feet in front of him. From his angle the light was hitting the water in a way that he could not see it. He waded out until the water was halfway to his knees, and I watched the giant fish swim right up toward his feet. His whole body tensed with a rush of adrenaline as he saw it and how big it was. He stood still as stone, then looked up at me with an ear to ear grin and said it was nibbling his toes! I felt a reverence for that fish as if it is an old totem spirit of some type. 

 

This dream was sparked by a video I shared yesterday of the most gigantic Sturgeon I have yet to see on any video to this day. It's back looked to be as wide as the big Yeti cooler on the back of the boat. I had heard legends of them being that size, but never saw one before yesterday. 

 

Same night, before I woke up this morning, I dreamed of a family of little people who were just enchanting. It was a mother not as tall as my knee. Blond haired and cute as a button who had a playful and mischievous way about her. We lived in a castle made of big stones and the only way in was with the help of a huge gorilla like creature that was sometimes very intimidating but was a big powder puff for this little lady. She had two little ones, another little one a carbon copy of herself, but only about 10 inches tall, and a boy slightly taller. Not sure who owned the castle, but the young little ones, (I hesitate to call them elves, but Leprechauns might be right), were enthralled with toys. 

 

I had a room in this castle, and when the little ones saw it they were into everything, and especially intrigued with electronics. The boy kept turning the music up too loud and waking me up, and together they made me try over and over to take a picture of them with my phone, but no matter how we tried we got nothing but a shadowy spot in the pictures. Then the boy went into my drawers by the bed and withdrew a good size pocket knife with his eyes like saucers in awe of it. It was a pocket knife to me but to him it was a heavy folding sword, and he pleaded with me to have it. 

 

I did not want to part with it, as it had been my grandfather's, but realizing this was a special gift to this little person, I reluctantly gave it to him. He scampered around crazy with glee. I told him to never poke at his little sister with it and to always be careful of the sharp edge. Later on the Mama was NOT happy that I had given it to him. 

 

Very strange and seemingly special dreams. 

[Skywatcher]

I find it interesting that I can barely remember most of my dreams, yet this one seems somewhat complete.....

I am with my sister and she has made some odd concoctions to eat. Most of these are cake like with weird flavor additives. Chocolate with a green tea, something pumpkin with green beans.....

Finally she brings out a main course with a loaf of bologna, and seems excited to have me taste it. It has a white marbling and she tells me she added cream cheese.

 

We decide to go out to a restaurant. The place is weird with a row of tables on an upstairs balcony that looks down on the main dining area. We are seated at a small table in the corner upstairs. We order a drink and decide we want to move to an empty table that is at the end of the balconey, and overlooks the outdoor courtyard that has more tables and seating. We don't ask, we just get up and move. The waitress is trying to figure out where we went, and it seems we took the table with us, so I signal to her and she brings our drinks to the new table location. She says she will be back, and I finish my drink while we wait. I see her on the way to another table and lift my glass to show her I would like another. She looks very clearly at me and says" It's not your turn right now".

 

Now my sister wants to go to another table outside in the courtyard. We go downstairs and ask to be re-seated outside. The hostess is walking around with us out in the parking lot with a tape measure, looking for a place to seat us. She is measuring an area with a sprinkler on the edge of the asphalt. I walk back to the courtyard and pick up a table with an umbrella that is striped with a tan, light yellow, pale orange, and white.

I don't know why the colors are so clear and seem important enough to remember, but they do....

We end up going back to the main courtyard seating anyway.

 

I wake up at this point and feel like this was stupid pointless dream. As the day has passed however, it seems more to me that it must have some importance for me to remember so much detail...

 

My sister and I are close, and there are no problems between us so I tend to think this is more about me....

Comments are welcome.

[Justintime]

Skywatcher.

The flavours are important. Were they sweet or bitter?

Perhaps you and your sister will engage in an enterprise that will need a few changes until you both find a comfortable agreement where you both feel happiest.

Some dreams are foretelling of important times in the future. At one of these important turning points you may find yourself out to dinner with your sister.

To share food is to give love.

Edited by Justintime, 24 January 2023 - 09:20 AM.

[Coopdog]

That cream cheese bologna sound like it might work! Interesting you kept moving around. Are you struggling with any major decisions right now?

[Skywatcher]

The flavours are important. Were they sweet or bitter?


To share food is to give love.

I can't say the flavors were bitter, but they did not impress me enough to have a strong recollection of the cakes. I remember thinking how odd the bologna combo was, and that it was good enough to eat some.

Overall I feel that this part of the dream was pleasant and relaxed.

 

That cream cheese bologna sound like it might work! Interesting you kept moving around. Are you struggling with any major decisions right now?

No major decisions, just the usual finance juggling, and keeping up with my husbands ongoing health issues. (very up and down}

which makes me realize there have been a lot of dreams lately that involve different floors like upstairs, downstairs, basement and changing my location. We would like to move, but it would be a physical nightmare for me, financially unpredictable, and I have resistance because I love our home....

 

These are both fresh perspectives for me to consider. Thank you both. Dialogue is something I find helpful.