Odd off topic, but this place is slow lately so amuse me, if you will. Everyone dreams, whether they remember them or not. Some people don't remember any while others, myself included, can remember multiple dreams from each night. Some scientists say every dream is in black and white and we "color" them with our imagination when we wake up, which I call BS. I dont know about others, but for me, dreams can be vague and well, dreamlike, but there are others that stick with me years later, due to their very sense of being real. These dreams happen rarely, but when they do Im stuck with it vividly imprinted in my mind for the next few days, and can recall it to mind years down the road with almost no loss of detail.
I dont know about you guys, but these dreams stick out more to me due to the use of all my senses being incorperated into the dream. Sounds, smells, touch, color, everything is not more vibrant, but as it would be if it were happening for real. Every once in awhile I have a dream so distinct it may take my mind awhile to realize that it didnt really happen, but was a dream.
Oddly enough, lately I have been having more of these types of dreams than average. Usually I would have a "real" dream maybe once every 6 months. Past couple of months I have had three. I'm pretty certain it has to do with a certain lil one and the vast amounts of random horomones racing through my bloodstream, but it's made me think about them more often and wonder if others have as vivid of dreams as I do. Where everything seemed so real, all senses used, that it takes you awhile to distinguish if it was a memory or a dream when you first wake up.
The latest one I had was about being in a glass elevator in a very old run down building. I was meeting a friend on the roof, which was called the 15th floor. I remember watching the concrete walls pass by with yellow painted numbers of each floor descend below me, watching through gritty, uncleaned glass. The dim wattage used in the elevator, the creaking sound as it slowly worked it's way up. The thoughts going through my mind that I probably should have taken the stairs because the building seemed so decrepit, but that 15 stories was too long of a climb. I remember the greasy feeling of the metal bar I held, as if it hadn't been washed in months and the accumulation of others sweat had built up there. The smell of unwashed metal, and stale carpets, a touch of mildew from people trafficking in and out with rainsoaked boots.
Watching the number 14 slowly disappear below me and anticipating getting off the damn elevator where my friend was meeting and finally having the sun hit the elevator as we moved onto the roof. My friend was there, smiley, and she waved. I waved back but just as I thought the elevator would stop to let me off I heard a snap and felt the elevator lurch. A look of horror ppassed on both our faces, me staring out through the gritty window when the elevator plunged. What stuck with me the most out of the entire dream was that ultimately "real" feeling of my stomach dropping. I felt it drop like you do on a roller coaster. Watching the numbers race by me in a yellow blur, I knew I had no chance of surviving a 15 story plunge, and just stood there, not having even enough time to be upset, but knowing that I was dead and it was only a matter of seconds.
It's been a few days since that one, but I can call to mind exactly every single detail of that dream due to all 5 senses being used in it, but mostly it was the feeling of grime on my hands from holding th emetal bar, and the gut wrenching stomach dropping. When I woke up my stomach still felt queasy, as if I had been on a roller coaster a few times more than I should.
Anyone else experience dreams so real you almost have to think for a bit whether it truly happened or was just a dream?
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I have, but it's been a while. The last few years I seem to remember my dreams a lot less, I've been blaming it on sleep apnia. However, I have noticed that when I'm practicing better eating habits and not eating junk food I seem to remember my dreams better.
I also call BS on the black&white theory. But they also say you can't read in your dream, which I believe. Whenever I see signs or anything like that, it seems like I'm always struggling to make sense out of it and then it will suddenly become clear. Not that I can all of a sudden read it, but you just suddenly understand whatever you're trying to read intuitively.
Or it could just be gas.
I also call BS on the black&white theory. But they also say you can't read in your dream, which I believe. Whenever I see signs or anything like that, it seems like I'm always struggling to make sense out of it and then it will suddenly become clear. Not that I can all of a sudden read it, but you just suddenly understand whatever you're trying to read intuitively.
Or it could just be gas.
Some people are like slinkies, they aren't really good for anything, but they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs.
I very rarely remember my dreams, but that's because I often have a joint before going to bed. It's weird but when I don't snoke pot I always remember my dreams vivdly, and when I smoke I dont remember them unless I'm woken up in hte middle of one.
I get re-occuring dreams. So often I've dreamt I could breathe underwater. it's silly, but I'm swimming in the sea, go underwater, and realise I can breathe. And every single time, I'm get the same "Yes!! This time i can breathe underwater and it's not a dream!! So cool!!". And then I wake up. The weird thing is that I don't really care about underwater breathing as such when I'm awake. I wouldn't use it much in my everyday life. I don't swim much, I'm not a lifeguard... and yet being able to do this has been my main reoccuring dream since I was a kid. And I have absolutely no idea why, or what it means.
In the not-so-cool category, I often dream my teeth are falling out. They suck. For no reason, all my teeth just become completely loose. So i try to keep them in place by not opening my mouth, but as soon as I do, they fall out. I fUcking hate those dreams.
I don't belive in the dreaming in black and white either. It's bullpoo.
I've had dreams when i wake up crying/sweating, or feeling amazingly good. And this mood usually lasts for the whole day, even if I can't remember what I dreamt about.
Another weird thing is how you progressively forget your dream as the day goes by. You wake up in the morning remember it rpetty well, and after 10 mins half of it is gone. By lunchtime, i can't even remember what teh drea was about in the first place.
So many weird things about dreams...
I get re-occuring dreams. So often I've dreamt I could breathe underwater. it's silly, but I'm swimming in the sea, go underwater, and realise I can breathe. And every single time, I'm get the same "Yes!! This time i can breathe underwater and it's not a dream!! So cool!!". And then I wake up. The weird thing is that I don't really care about underwater breathing as such when I'm awake. I wouldn't use it much in my everyday life. I don't swim much, I'm not a lifeguard... and yet being able to do this has been my main reoccuring dream since I was a kid. And I have absolutely no idea why, or what it means.
In the not-so-cool category, I often dream my teeth are falling out. They suck. For no reason, all my teeth just become completely loose. So i try to keep them in place by not opening my mouth, but as soon as I do, they fall out. I fUcking hate those dreams.
I don't belive in the dreaming in black and white either. It's bullpoo.
I've had dreams when i wake up crying/sweating, or feeling amazingly good. And this mood usually lasts for the whole day, even if I can't remember what I dreamt about.
Another weird thing is how you progressively forget your dream as the day goes by. You wake up in the morning remember it rpetty well, and after 10 mins half of it is gone. By lunchtime, i can't even remember what teh drea was about in the first place.
So many weird things about dreams...
I had one about a week ago that freaked me the **** out and had me in tears when I woke up.
I couldn't tell you why, but my sister and I were in the hospital. In gowns, in a room together, the whole nine. I've got this weird tube taped to my side that runs into my right kidney. A nurse comes in, draws some fluid out of my tube, and checks my sister's chart.
Some time later, another nurse comes back, injects something into my tube, and discharges my sister. Well, I'm laying there, anxious to go. My sister just got released, so obviously I'm soon to follow. Well, time passes and another nurse enters. I ask her when will I be able to go. She looks all confused and leaves the room. My sister walks in with tears in her eyes and says, "It's okay Bubba, it'll be painless."
Well, right then I start to worry, but then everything fades to black. Once my vision is completely gone, that's when I wake up. As soon as I bolt awake, for a half second, I'm thinking, "Am I dead?"
Another "real" dream I remember is years old (probably about 5 yo now) and very short, but it still sticks with me. I was walking through this old, run down apartment building looking in various rooms. There was a kid torturing animals in one room. A hooker turning tricks in another. A fat, balding, middle-aged man wearing just his stained boxers and a wifebeater, sitting in a recliner watching TV in another. Then I walked into my apartment, which looked like no one had lived in for years. I remember walking to my bathroom, which was spotless, and sterile white, and going to the mirror above the sink. The first thing that stuck with me was seeing my reflection. I've never seen my reflection in a dream before. I start off looking at myself, then I look into the sink to see it full of teeth and blood. When I look back into the mirror, my teeth are gone and blood is seeping over my bottom lip. That's when I woke up.
I couldn't tell you why, but my sister and I were in the hospital. In gowns, in a room together, the whole nine. I've got this weird tube taped to my side that runs into my right kidney. A nurse comes in, draws some fluid out of my tube, and checks my sister's chart.
Some time later, another nurse comes back, injects something into my tube, and discharges my sister. Well, I'm laying there, anxious to go. My sister just got released, so obviously I'm soon to follow. Well, time passes and another nurse enters. I ask her when will I be able to go. She looks all confused and leaves the room. My sister walks in with tears in her eyes and says, "It's okay Bubba, it'll be painless."
Well, right then I start to worry, but then everything fades to black. Once my vision is completely gone, that's when I wake up. As soon as I bolt awake, for a half second, I'm thinking, "Am I dead?"
Another "real" dream I remember is years old (probably about 5 yo now) and very short, but it still sticks with me. I was walking through this old, run down apartment building looking in various rooms. There was a kid torturing animals in one room. A hooker turning tricks in another. A fat, balding, middle-aged man wearing just his stained boxers and a wifebeater, sitting in a recliner watching TV in another. Then I walked into my apartment, which looked like no one had lived in for years. I remember walking to my bathroom, which was spotless, and sterile white, and going to the mirror above the sink. The first thing that stuck with me was seeing my reflection. I've never seen my reflection in a dream before. I start off looking at myself, then I look into the sink to see it full of teeth and blood. When I look back into the mirror, my teeth are gone and blood is seeping over my bottom lip. That's when I woke up.
RedPhoenixxxxxx wrote:
In the not-so-cool category, I often dream my teeth are falling out. They suck. For no reason, all my teeth just become completely loose. So i try to keep them in place by not opening my mouth, but as soon as I do, they fall out. I ******* hate those dreams.
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Me too!
I usually forget most dreams, some though are so great, like winning the lottery or whatever that I awake as if I did. I check lotto numbers and think ehh no work today! Sometimes its tough to break the fantasy and realize life is till ehhh.
I've had quite a few people tell me that having your teeth fall out in a dream is very significant, but then no one can tell me why. Hmmm...sounds like a good Google search.
I watched "What the bleep do we know anyway" last night for the first time. I was surprised to find a movie that reflected my personal beliefs so profoundly.
PsychoJester wrote:
I've had quite a few people tell me that having your teeth fall out in a dream is very significant, but then no one can tell me why. Hmmm...sounds like a good Google search.
My girlfriend said (no idea where she got that from) that you have those dreams when you're sexually unsatisfied...
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how you progressively forget your dream as the day goes by. You wake up in the morning remember it rpetty well, and after 10 mins half of it is gone.
Every morning when I wake up I can remember up to 5 different and seperate dreams I had that nght. Within a half hour all but one will remain in my memory. Things I do during the day might stir something within me where I can almost grasp what it was I dreamt about, but usually it's gone beforeI cn grasp it fully. I think most dreams are like that.
The "real" dreams though, are in a completely seperate catgory. Not only can I remember every detail when I wake up, but I can remember it perfectly years down the road. There is one dream I had 13 years ago that I can still call to mind with ease.
I wonder why it is that some dreams can be so "real" while the majority tend to fade with time? What makes these particular dreams stand out besides the realness? And why is it that dream and not another one you may have had prior?
I joke that sleep for me is very entertaining as Im assured to pretty much have movie after movie of dreams go through that I can remember when I wake up. My husband doesnt remember his dreams so he shrugs and thinks it odd. I cant imagine NOT remembering my dreams, and sometimes I think people who rarely do are missing something vital in their life. The occasional nightmare I wake up sweating from is worth it for all the pleasant dreams I can vaguely recall each morning.
I always have vivid dreams. I usually dream in color, with sound, smell, etc. Lots of times I wake up confused because I thought I already was awake.
I can't remember having trouble reading in my dreams. I'll have to watch out for that one.
Because my friend and I discuss our dreams frequently, I tend to remember them better than I used to do.
I don't know that I have recurring dreams, though I used to as a child. I do notice recurring themes, though.
Oh, and I dream in puns pretty often.
I can't remember having trouble reading in my dreams. I'll have to watch out for that one.
Because my friend and I discuss our dreams frequently, I tend to remember them better than I used to do.
I don't know that I have recurring dreams, though I used to as a child. I do notice recurring themes, though.
Oh, and I dream in puns pretty often.
In a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act.
I have a lot of lucid dreams, can wake myself, that and I have had a recurring dream where I am being chased by something for probably 15 years.
Odd stuff.
Odd stuff.
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DSD wrote:
Every morning when I wake up I can remember up to 5 different and seperate dreams I had that nght. Within a half hour all but one will remain in my memory. Things I do during the day might stir something within me where I can almost grasp what it was I dreamt about, but usually it's gone beforeI cn grasp it fully.
Yeah, it's very strange. Almost like the brain is erasing them on purpose. And even when you get that feeling that you're about to remember them because something in real life has triggered it back, they still fade away with a vengeance. Damn brain... What is it trying to hide? Or maybe its that they're insignificant, unlike other dreams which you remember for a long time. I don' know...
As for the sexual unsatisfaction... Ahem! Surely it can't be that, surely...
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Damn brain... What is it trying to hide?
I think if we remembered every dream all the time we would overload on sensation and memory. I'm not scientific or knowedgable on this, but I would think those who could remember everything in that manner would begin to have a hard time deciphering between whats truly real and whats not. Imagine having "real" dreams every night where you begin to wonder if every one did happen? You would begin to question reality itself.
Edited, Oct 19th 2006 at 7:40am PDT by DSD
Speaking of sleep, I regularly wake up in the morning thinking I slept the whole night through, yet my wife tells me that I physically got up and had sex with her.
Sleep sex FTW!
Sleep sex FTW!
Elderon the Wise wrote:
Speaking of sleep, I regularly wake up in the morning thinking I slept the whole night through, yet my wife tells me that I physically got up and had sex with her.
Sleep sex FTW!
Sleep sex FTW!
So Allanois 2007 I vote we pair Gbaji and Elderon in a room.
Bode - 100 Holy Paladin - Lightbringer
DSD wrote:
I'm not scientific or knowedgable on this, but I would think those who could remember everything in that manner would begin to have a hard time deciphering between whats truly real and whats not. Imagine having "real" dreams every night where you begin to wonder if every one did happen? You would begin to question reality itself.
Yeah, that's a very good point.
Though when I trip on shrooms and see weird things, I remember those vividly even years later. And I know they're not "reality". But then again, it doesn't happen very often, so I guess it's not quite the same.
So how/why does the brain agree to keep certain ones stored? How does it choose?
I once awoke, I looked around and it looked like I was in a Hospital. I thought to myself *Where was I?*, I got out of my bed and entered the Hallway and looked each corner for anything strange. I then see a person walk through the corner on the side and rush to her and I scream outloud *Hey! Miss!* and I chased her.....
*Shivers cause of the memory*
I chased her to a little room with a dying kid on the floor. She turns around and has no jaw and starts shrieking, the sound hurt my ear drums and I ran. The entire hospital was full of people who had missing parts of there bodys and they all shrieked so loud I had to put my hands over my ears to run.
After running away, I locked myself in my room and I turn around has a horrible smell reached my nose. I had turned around and seen myself hung by a rope and being feasted by the lady I had followed. I took the nearest peice of wood that was just lying on the floor and smashed it in the girl`s head. I felt the blood spatter on me, at the same time I heard moans outside the door and it opened and thousands of people walked into the room and started going for me.
I got struck and felt pain to my arm and I dropped the peice of wood. I then got bitten on my leg and started screaming like the sounds they made at the start.
I awoke in my bed and thought it was real, I felt the pain in my Arm/Leg and Eardrums. It was strange...
*Shivers cause of the memory*
I chased her to a little room with a dying kid on the floor. She turns around and has no jaw and starts shrieking, the sound hurt my ear drums and I ran. The entire hospital was full of people who had missing parts of there bodys and they all shrieked so loud I had to put my hands over my ears to run.
After running away, I locked myself in my room and I turn around has a horrible smell reached my nose. I had turned around and seen myself hung by a rope and being feasted by the lady I had followed. I took the nearest peice of wood that was just lying on the floor and smashed it in the girl`s head. I felt the blood spatter on me, at the same time I heard moans outside the door and it opened and thousands of people walked into the room and started going for me.
I got struck and felt pain to my arm and I dropped the peice of wood. I then got bitten on my leg and started screaming like the sounds they made at the start.
I awoke in my bed and thought it was real, I felt the pain in my Arm/Leg and Eardrums. It was strange...
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Elderon the Wise wrote:
Speaking of sleep, I regularly wake up in the morning thinking I slept the whole night through, yet my wife tells me that I physically got up and had sex with her.
Sleep sex FTW!
Sleep sex FTW!
So Allanois 2007 I vote we pair Gbaji and Elderon in a room.
I'd even let you watch Bodhi.
DSD wrote:
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Damn brain... What is it trying to hide?
I think if we remembered every dream all the time we would overload on sensation and memory. I'm not scientific or knowedgable on this, but I would think those who could remember everything in that manner would begin to have a hard time deciphering between whats truly real and whats not. Imagine having "real" dreams every night where you begin to wonder if every one did happen? You would begin to question reality itself.
Edited, Oct 19th 2006 at 7:40am PDT by DSD
I think it's the same mechanism that lets us turn off our waking memories and sleep.
Dreaming is a way of processing all the sensory and mental input we take in while awake. It's also highly symbolic, which may be why we don't always remember our dreams - they don't make logical sense to our waking minds.
And of course the brain chemicals and wave patterns change.
That, or we really are living a different life when we dream.
In a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act.
I have several dreams I remember like that. I dream every nite, mainly nightmares, people chasing me, family dieing, falling those kinds of things.
I've had some way too vivid dreams where when I wake up I'm in such a state of disappointment because I can't complete my dream. And other dreams that were so vivid that I do have a hard time differentiating whether it actually happened or it was in my dreamscape.
One of the most vivid dreams I ever had was when I dreamt that I got stabbed in the back. I woke up and shoulder blade just had the weirdest sensation and I was crying. /shudder
One of the most vivid dreams I ever had was when I dreamt that I got stabbed in the back. I woke up and shoulder blade just had the weirdest sensation and I was crying. /shudder
Most recent vivid dream, I killed someone 
Cool dreams are the ones that if you wake up then go back to sleep it just continues.
I had a very vivid, colorful often recurring dream about my mother for many, many years. Somewhere along the way my grandmother and I were discussing my dream that had plagued me. She politely and quietly informed me, it was no dream, but a memory that had been suppressed.
And that's all you get from me.
Cool dreams are the ones that if you wake up then go back to sleep it just continues.
I had a very vivid, colorful often recurring dream about my mother for many, many years. Somewhere along the way my grandmother and I were discussing my dream that had plagued me. She politely and quietly informed me, it was no dream, but a memory that had been suppressed.
And that's all you get from me.Most of the time, I don't remember my dreams. But I have had some very vivid dreams that just seem too real. About 20 years back I even had a recurring dream that I couldn't remember any details about other than it involved something evil. I would wake up with a scream and be drenched in sweat and with my sheets all pulled away from the mattress.
I used to keep a dream journal, but too many things would occur later that were so similar to my dreams that I got a bit freaked and stopped. Things would be so similar except for a couple of details. For instance in September, I dreamt that a friend was beat up buy her boyfriend on the 31st of October and the only way she got away was hitting him in the head with a beer bottle. Freaky thing was she was beat up by her boyfriend on Friday the 13th and used a tequila bottle to hit him in the head and then get away. Sure its just coincidence, but freaky none-the-less.
I used to keep a dream journal, but too many things would occur later that were so similar to my dreams that I got a bit freaked and stopped. Things would be so similar except for a couple of details. For instance in September, I dreamt that a friend was beat up buy her boyfriend on the 31st of October and the only way she got away was hitting him in the head with a beer bottle. Freaky thing was she was beat up by her boyfriend on Friday the 13th and used a tequila bottle to hit him in the head and then get away. Sure its just coincidence, but freaky none-the-less.
Ever since I stopped smoking so much pot, I dream every night, and sort of hate it. I dream in all five senses frequently, and am either left horrified at the memory of a nightmare or mournful that the unreality of my dreams isn't still there when I wake. Like when I dream that I come into a large sum of cash, and wake up all happy and ready to go shopping, only to discover I'm fooling myself.
Since I was little I've had a dream that I'm walking down a well manicured path in a forest where the sun can't penetrate the canopy of the trees. I walk along for awhile, sort of scared and sensing impending doom, and then I come upon a tiny, perfectly maintained lavender cottage. A lonely nymph, who has aged as I have, will greet me at the door and we will have tea and work in her garden. She's more than just an old friend, she's the embodiment of love in my mind, at this point. This dream means I'm gay, and perhaps a repressed lesbian, or at least I'm reasonably certain that's what I'm subconciously trying to tell myself.
The teeth dreams happen less now than they used to when I was younger and waiting for the other shoe to drop while the court held me hostage. I know exactly what Red means about trying to keep a mouthful of loose teeth in their sockets by clenching your jaw. I also have dreams that I sneeze and end up with a glob of sticky teeth and blood and gums in my cupped palms. This one often occurs on the bus I rode to junior-high.
Losing your teeth in a dream is a sign that you're anxious. You usually can't read much more into dream imagery than vague emotional descriptors like anxiety, frustration, contentment, etc because they are so chock full of symbolism.
Having had a near-death experience where I saw the light and felt the peace so often described, I would closely equate our final moments in this world with the dreamy feeling. So don't be afraid of death, kiddos, the moment it happens will either be so fast you miss it or will be the most astounding dream you've ever experienced.
Since I was little I've had a dream that I'm walking down a well manicured path in a forest where the sun can't penetrate the canopy of the trees. I walk along for awhile, sort of scared and sensing impending doom, and then I come upon a tiny, perfectly maintained lavender cottage. A lonely nymph, who has aged as I have, will greet me at the door and we will have tea and work in her garden. She's more than just an old friend, she's the embodiment of love in my mind, at this point. This dream means I'm gay, and perhaps a repressed lesbian, or at least I'm reasonably certain that's what I'm subconciously trying to tell myself.
The teeth dreams happen less now than they used to when I was younger and waiting for the other shoe to drop while the court held me hostage. I know exactly what Red means about trying to keep a mouthful of loose teeth in their sockets by clenching your jaw. I also have dreams that I sneeze and end up with a glob of sticky teeth and blood and gums in my cupped palms. This one often occurs on the bus I rode to junior-high.
Losing your teeth in a dream is a sign that you're anxious. You usually can't read much more into dream imagery than vague emotional descriptors like anxiety, frustration, contentment, etc because they are so chock full of symbolism.
Having had a near-death experience where I saw the light and felt the peace so often described, I would closely equate our final moments in this world with the dreamy feeling. So don't be afraid of death, kiddos, the moment it happens will either be so fast you miss it or will be the most astounding dream you've ever experienced.
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One mentionalble reoccuring dream that I have had is only worth mentioning because I believe to have found the place that I was dreaming about and personally conclude that it is where I lived and died in prior incarnation... or perhaps I am somehow gaining the memories of a dead person... reincarnation sounds more plausable to me
The dream is about a stone and wooden building... lanterns.. and a very particular "feel" like a familiar feel. Nothing was really strange as dreams tend to be.. it was just the normal hustle and bustle of a household... every detail of the interior of the place.. the smells.. the everything...
And it wouldn't always be the "same" dream. I would be in different areas.
well, one day a friend and I went to go climbing out in central MD. To make a long story short.. We found the place and I freaked out a bit. It was a cluster of small houses near a still used mill near a place called Patapsco State Park. It's those houses that are made of the bunched up chunks of rocks....
Eitehr way.. I have long believed to already have some insight into past incarnations.... but never really though a dream (with a few exceptions) My belief had always been that I was in the American Civil War and that I survived it and grew old in a place. I think that this was the place.
On ANOTHER note:
I don't know who is familiar with "Shamanic Pathworking" or any of it's otehr names.. Dreamtime.. wahtever.... But I was into it. DRUG FREE I might add..
ANyway I might have talked about this before.. But all this talk about doctor dreams is making me think about it
Basically.. in "Pathworking" you put yourself into a light medatative trance-like state.. where you are kinda sleeping but you could wake up any moment if you want to... and in this state "visions" may occur.
Anyway
In one of these occurences I was in a gigantic room that was filled with beds that had everyone laying upon them for as far as the eye could see. I looked down at a bed with myself lying in it.
I was then engaged by several "beings" or wahtever( I don't really remmeber if they looked like anything) and these guys told me that every human being as they live are at the same time all in these beds and that they watch over them... (I should add that this was about 5 years before The Matrix came out)
Now in the bed next to me was my best friend; a girl who I will always call my soul-mate. This is one of the few people that were I to die with them; I wouldn't mind as long as it was with them.... and it was explained to me that we were in beds next to each other.. which was either indicative of our situation in life... or vice versa.. don't remember...
In this experience there were also several doors... and other "figures" that I could not see but that had a definate presence.. Wehn I inquired about these other passages I remember being met with cold responses.. as if I was being too nosey about something...
after that.. it became more and more dream like.. I was told that I could go.. and them found myself on a normal street loking at a limo... them I willed myself with my mind to transport myself into it... adn THAT was a crazy sensation.. the feeling of displacment.. very very Matrix like.. I then woke myself up and recorded everything.
this is just a glimpse. There's more , but whoever just read all that; I give you a
One mentionalble reoccuring dream that I have had is only worth mentioning because I believe to have found the place that I was dreaming about and personally conclude that it is where I lived and died in prior incarnation... or perhaps I am somehow gaining the memories of a dead person... reincarnation sounds more plausable to me
The dream is about a stone and wooden building... lanterns.. and a very particular "feel" like a familiar feel. Nothing was really strange as dreams tend to be.. it was just the normal hustle and bustle of a household... every detail of the interior of the place.. the smells.. the everything...
And it wouldn't always be the "same" dream. I would be in different areas.
well, one day a friend and I went to go climbing out in central MD. To make a long story short.. We found the place and I freaked out a bit. It was a cluster of small houses near a still used mill near a place called Patapsco State Park. It's those houses that are made of the bunched up chunks of rocks....
Eitehr way.. I have long believed to already have some insight into past incarnations.... but never really though a dream (with a few exceptions) My belief had always been that I was in the American Civil War and that I survived it and grew old in a place. I think that this was the place.
On ANOTHER note:
I don't know who is familiar with "Shamanic Pathworking" or any of it's otehr names.. Dreamtime.. wahtever.... But I was into it. DRUG FREE I might add..
ANyway I might have talked about this before.. But all this talk about doctor dreams is making me think about it
Basically.. in "Pathworking" you put yourself into a light medatative trance-like state.. where you are kinda sleeping but you could wake up any moment if you want to... and in this state "visions" may occur.
Anyway
In one of these occurences I was in a gigantic room that was filled with beds that had everyone laying upon them for as far as the eye could see. I looked down at a bed with myself lying in it.
I was then engaged by several "beings" or wahtever( I don't really remmeber if they looked like anything) and these guys told me that every human being as they live are at the same time all in these beds and that they watch over them... (I should add that this was about 5 years before The Matrix came out)
Now in the bed next to me was my best friend; a girl who I will always call my soul-mate. This is one of the few people that were I to die with them; I wouldn't mind as long as it was with them.... and it was explained to me that we were in beds next to each other.. which was either indicative of our situation in life... or vice versa.. don't remember...
In this experience there were also several doors... and other "figures" that I could not see but that had a definate presence.. Wehn I inquired about these other passages I remember being met with cold responses.. as if I was being too nosey about something...
after that.. it became more and more dream like.. I was told that I could go.. and them found myself on a normal street loking at a limo... them I willed myself with my mind to transport myself into it... adn THAT was a crazy sensation.. the feeling of displacment.. very very Matrix like.. I then woke myself up and recorded everything.
this is just a glimpse. There's more , but whoever just read all that; I give you a
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