These Dreams...

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"Tell me your dreams...Am I in them?" - Madonna, Justify my Love

My dreams have, as far as I can tell, a unique quality, and that is that they are soundless. If someone is talking to me, I know what they are saying, but I do not hear them. I don't think they even move their lips. There has only been one exception to this, but I don't wish to go into that just now. Do you dream in sound?

every so often I have recurring dreams, some might call them nightmares, but I try not to classify them. I have looked them up in dream books, both new age and psychological, and not found anything which closely resembles them, so I don't know what meaning they bear. I will start with the one I have most frequently.

...I am wandering through a maze of underground tunnels, like a deserted mall or gym, in the basement. There is standing water everywhere, ankle deep. Half of the lights are burned out, the rest just flicker. I hear echoes of voices of people, usually talking and laughing, but I can't find the people. I am lost, but not scared. Inevitably, I will find a lockerroom with showers, dripping, or a public restroom, overflowing. Other doors lead to empty storerooms or are locked. Nothing else much happens, but I don't find a way out...

...I am on an old-style passenger train, but it is not old, but not brand new either. We are going through the countryside; there are trees on either side. We pass through a ravine, and it is raining. The tracks become unstable, and the train comes off the tracks and slides into the ravine, which is filled with water and mud. Many people are crushed under it... I sometimes think this is a past-life memory, set in England around the turn of the 20th century, and that I died there.

...I am in an elevator, and when the door opens, there is a burly man in a trenchcoat standing there, and he turns and fires a shotgun into the elevator..I haven't had that one in a while, but did have it lots of times before.

...I am afloat on some sort of a contained raft or barge, it reminds me of being at "Pirates of the Carribean" at disney world, but there are no seats on the raft, and it is roundish. It is dark like a cave but I can see. I seem to be following a river that passes by cave-like alcoves where events are happening, but I never remember what when I awaken. I don't know if I interact or just watch...

There is another dream I have had before, but it is so elusive as to almost completely defy description, but I have had it numerous times, and remeber bits of it before fully awakening. It is similar to the last one, but there is a hill (or maybe two) in a forest or jungle of some kind. There are several ways to the top: by various paths or roads, stairs, and a cable like a ski lift or gondolla car. I don't know the significance of it, and I don't even know if I am going to the top or coming down from it. At the top is a group of building surrounded by a wooden stockade fence, and it has gatehouses.

I know there are more, but can't think of any at the moment...will post when I remember. if you reply, please post any odd or recurring dreams you have had.

I had a dream about a horsey last night.

running...the whole dream i'm running.

I had a pleasant dream last night that took place in two different scenes. In the first scene, I was sitting in someone's kitchen and petting a dog; it was fairly large, although I'm not sure what breed. The dog was putting its head in my lap as I petted it. The second scene took place in a high-tech room of some sorts, no clue what it really was. I was talking excitedly to a friendly group of people. I vaguely remember trying to plan something with those people, but the rest is kind of blurry. When I woke up in the morning, I had a big smile on my face. I wish there were more of these nice dreams.

I usually dream about being a Red Mage saving the world from some evil man, and my companion and best mate is a female White Mage. These dreams occur a lot now, and they only started happening when I joined WP as RedMage.

Dreams are one of my off and on interests,(psych major in college).I have very vivid dreams that sometimes stay with me all day...if they are "traumatic enough" I have something similar to PTSD,involving vivid flashbacks from the dream that interfere with my "reality".But mostly there is just this residual "ectoplasm" that sticks to me until my waking life over powers my dream.

I have also had "serial" dreams through out my life,a lot of Apocalypse/end of the world dreams that I think influence my interest in being "independent"(learning how to dumpster-dive,squat,learn herbalism and other survivalist skills.....I would probably join one of those lunatic fringe survival groups.....if I didnt dislike belonging to groups and most weren't right wing)
I use to have dreams about ex-boyfriends that seemed to be a warning that I would run into them in real life after the third dream(I noticed a pattern).

There are some cultures that share dreams with family and friends as AS important as if the person was recounting an "actual" experience....everyone I know thinks it's boring to listen to someones dreams but I enjoy it(and thinking of my own.)I wish I was more creative and could use my dreams in art of some sort(cant paint,making movies to complicated for me).Dream world fascinates me and I also wonder if some dreams are anchored in "me" in another time /deminsion,because they feel so real/vivid and emotional powerful(more so the most of my waking life)perhaps,why I love to sleep so much....even my nightmares are entertaining.I have a lot of dreams that are like watching a movie that I am not even in and have no emotional connection to.....like I am peeking at someone elses life......Dreams....curious and curiouser.

The one recurring element that I can remember having (I'm sure there must have been more) is just being naked, all the time, for no reason whatsoever, somewhere. I stopped having them like a year ago, but before that, I was having them EVERY NIGHT. I think it might have had something to do with how, in high school, I was surrounded by people and had somewhat of a life and friends but I felt like I could never really be myself, so in my dreams I could go around without the mask? That or I have some really strong subconscious urge to go streaking. Or some combination thereof (probably the most likely!)

I dreamed I got another cat, a Lynx point that had been wandering around our house. For some strange reason, I named him Roger.