What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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well, i just love talking about dreams (my major obsession for years and years now) .. mine and others' equally .. yet .. 2 things have to be brought up ...

1 after being here at WP for more than a year i'm still unsure how to use the forum best .. i will very very easily feel burned out .. almost no matter how little i say ..

2 when it comes to discussing dreams .. my feeling is .. if my unconscious suggests something .. fine! .. if it doesn't .. well, it doesn't .. so then no comments appear ..

just bringing up stuff from dreams is IME very very helpful .. so .. even with no "result" .. there may still be a big payoff .. maybe a new dream coming and being much clearer for instance ..

so, just saying what pops up .. no claim to any truth or knowledge here .. the dicussion is the goal .. ok?



very very fascinating dream .. yet .. this much text is intimidating for me

i feel you are urged to dig into your unconscious .. into your mind .. your soul here .. asked to step yet further .. deeper .. shining your light (consciousness) on things .. discovering .. exploring ..

going deeper .. lower level .. is in my experience .. going to deeper layer of the mind .. more unconscious .. yet possibly also more important .. more fundamental ..



maybe also digging into your family's past .. soul .. mind here ..

you proceed despite fear .. maybe conflict .. both eager and ready to explore .. and also scared .. proceed with caution! ??




i feel the fog is .. maybe like a drug .. clouding your mind .. or maybe a fear .. or some other mental block against seeing more and deeper ..



anger from parents being locked up in the basement of your soul? .. maybe needs to be faced and then possibly let out .. released ..



guilt .. conflicting with attraction .. ?? .. maybe trying to be gentler with your emotions .. feelings ..




some cultures theach the children to always stop and turn and confront whatever is scaring them in dreams .. it can't ACTUALLY hurt you .. .. but of course still extremely scary .. but just talking about it may be important first step ..



Maybe this is a clue to the fog .. it comes from your breath? .. they seem connected at least ..

it seems you are more scared the deeper you go .. but you are very brave and keep on down .. until the fear finally wins ..

maybe doing a picture or story .. what is it like down there? .. what do you see? hear? .. feel?



as always just saying what pops up .. no claim to truth or anything ..

just throwing out random thoughts that happened to pop up .. just as above .. the discussion is the goal ..

the bus .. other ppl in general .. the Collective .. how you deal with others ..

broken door .. maybe to do with feeling vulnerable ..



well .. obvious inevitable comment .. monkeys are big thing to you! .. the thought i got is .. my understanding of autism .. AS .. is that .. we are both more grown up and more childish than others .. and the childish part is perhaps the more challenging .. and maybe one way of thinking and dealing with it is to think of oneself as a monkey .. ape .. chimp .. THEY don't hide their animal sides .. they follow their instincts without seeming too embarrassed .. i know i see myself a lot as a tiny cat or dog or often also monkey .. and i was absolutely crazy about monkeys as a kid! .. perfect beings it seemed to me ..fun yet real ..

maybe the dream shows you two sides of your monkey nature ,.. lower nature .. one responsible .. mature .. controlled .. one still childish and playful .. maybe you need to see both? ..

"I was trying to get past them and into the indoor bedroom while waiting for the chimp to get out the way"

maybe .. you feel your "primitive" sides prevent you from more intimate things in life .. bedroom things .. maybe the black horizontal bar is also barring your way .. then maybe that is a mental block ..

falling down .. normally to do with getting more grounded .. real .. which often seem very very dramatic .. but often is easier than it seemd once the leap is taken .. at least i had that in a dream recently .. scared to death of the height first .. then suddenly i was down on the ground .. and it all seemed easy ..



your goal? .. ideal? Self, even? (Fossey) .. maybe somehting to do with how you feel about or see males interferes .. ?? older males? .. (dads?) older males' primitive sides, even? .. it seems important that this grown up version of you is included .. then scared .. or at least affected ..



what struck me now i connecting to the previous scene .. a male ape being irritating .. and it seems justified and maybe even necessary and important wrath is then felt .. showed .. maybe that is what the dream most urges you to do right now?! .. deal with silly male apishness by being more assertive ..

just random thoughts .. lots of fun tho ..

I see you enjoy interpreting dreams. I'm not sure mine is that deep , it's more of a collection of things I think and read about in real life but all jumbled up into some weird chain of events.
I think though, if my dream didn't have so many interest related material the interpretations could be more useful.

Blood means you probably do have some trouble going on in your life.

Were there any more details to this dream?

my friend's peepee had a tongue. and not in a good way

ive had lots of weird dreams but i think that one wins

There were.

I forget why, but my throat had been cut. As such, I was dying, but unable to talk. I was in my friend's house with all of my closest friends (my family, really) around. They stayed with me and were very supportive and caring. I wanted to say something to them, though, and I couldn't, so I kept looking them in the eyes, trying to convey it somehow, but they didn't understand or notice. It was an interesting feeling of being both very loved and very lonely. The dream faded out as I did.

i'd love for you to elaborate on this but perhaps it is more appropriate for the adult forum, just to allay the concerns of the bluenoses on this forum.

oh it was definitely a bit adult

I got up in a room of nothingness. From far away, I could hear the Animaniacs theme. I walked over to the source.

Boom. A wormhole, which could allow one to travel to any place, time, or dimension they choose.

I warped to where I found my mom. I asked her what she was doing here, and she told me that she wanted me to go to "that room with a beautiful lady, some water, and a bunch of hams". I did.

I found the lady, and started making out with her. This warped me over to another empty room, where I put on some Soap shoes and ground the rail to the next platform. I frontflipped right off the rail, and jumped across some buildings. I eventually built up enough momentum to clear a loop, dive past a security door, run up a wall, and get back to my house.

End of dream.

too many video games!

i had yet another work nightmare , where i was in the hospital i used to work in several years back, in a typical late for work situation and missing things i need for work. it was change of shift, the end of my shift and i had failed to insure that the work area was restocked and neaticized for the next person, and as i was trying to accomplish the restocking task, my mind was molasses-slow and only with great effort i could barely move or think- this was happening while everybody else was headed to the locker rooms to change back into civvies so they could leave the building. i was frustrated that i was stuck in place while everybody else was leaving the damned place, and i was worried about what my relief was going to say about the mess i left her. then suddenly, i found myself naked in the hallway in front of god and everybody , and they all whooped and hollered at me as i skulked around the corner like a scalded cat , and i hurriedly donned a yellow paper oversuit which became transluscent against my bare skin, and only then was i able to move and think at a normal rate, and as i was wheeling the supply cart into the stockroom, my normally circumspect boss followed me into the room and just leered at me standing in my transluscent yellow paper suit. then i awoke in a puddle of perspiration.
i eventually fell back asleep only to find myself back in the same infernal hospital , this time in a different section where the administrators were working, and it was very late and getting dark outside and i just wanted to get the hell outta that awful place, and everywhere i turned i found myself at the exact opposite end of the building where i was supposed to be in order to reach the parking lot where i was parked. i was barefoot and the flooring was painfully stiff and cold, and when i walked outside the pavement was roughly ridged and most painful to walk upon, with every step a major ordeal. it felt like i was walking through heavy syrup, and my movements were in slow motion and made me feel oh so tired. i ended up back in a front office, squeezing through a hallway cluttered with boxes with reams of paper in them, and various documents strewn upon the floor, and when i reached the office it was deserted, with a wall-screen TV blaring the evening news and the occupant's personal effects and car keys were littering the floor. there was a motorized high chair that i sat on and scooted about for a little bit before i felt ashamed and got off the chair. then i exited the office but not before running into the officeholder's secretary, whom i told about the car keys on the floor, and she thanked me as i walked out to the parking lot, at which point i awoke.

I dreamed a woman injured her leg somehow, and I convinced her that grapefruit would heal it, so I escorted her into a supermarket to find some, but she got aspirin instead.

i dreamed that i was walking through someones house for some reason (it seemed that i had had a night out, and the people i was with went to this house and i went with them but i lagged behind and lost them).

i arrived in a room where there was a clown who was sitting draped on a chair almost unconscious. he had orange hair, and white powder on his face, but he looked totally bedraggled.

there was mascara from his eyes dissolved in dripping tear tracks down his face, and a bunch of his hair was missing , and the rest of his hair was wet with what looked like oil, and he looked like he had had an overdose of heroin.

i looked around and saw a spoon on a table, and then i saw a tourniquet on his arm, and he slowly lifted his head to look at me and he said "nyuk..nyuk...cough cough wheeze....nyuk". there seemed to be carnival music playing on a cassette player in the room that was running out of batteries, so it sounded drawn and unstable.

i burst into laughter, but i had to run away from that room because i thought he was going to die, and i did not want him to see me being irreverend.

I had a dream I saw a big banner with one version of my name - Vleuck (read: vloyk) - on it. It said:
Ve
Love
Every
Useful
Code
Kompilator

and I was seeing this banner in my mind yesterday, all the day. I don't know if it's weird, but it's funny

Did you tell her that she should eat at least two or three of them a day?