Public Dream Archive
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"the dream is in a house hiding in a desert landscape from a group of people trying to pillage and destroy the things I love. we’ve stacked out weapons outside in a neat pyramid. There’s an Axe, a sword, a very large bowl, a shield and a few other things i can’t remember. While hiding in the house part of it is torn down by the ‘bad’ group. I run outside despite protests and grab the axe, the bowl and the shield to start returning weapons to my people for protection. The dream changes and I’m talking to someone I know to be my nemesis under a bunch of trees in the desert but standing on a brick pad. I notice hickory nuts as we’re talking and lean down to gather the, putting them in my pocket and explain what they are. Then I offer one to my nemesis"
"was at a music festival and everyone was dancing with me. it was a great time. I met a couple of girls and we went to fool around in the bushes. it was very explicit and fun. I woke up feeling excited about the day. I'm not actually going to anything like that in real life."
"I dreamed about a senior that I admire / have a crush on. He’s very close to my ideal type — someone who loves nature, sports, and outdoor activities, enjoys documenting life, and lives in a way that’s similar to the lifestyle I aspire to. I’m still not sure about his personality. His overall aura feels a bit like the guy I liked in secondary school — that kind of presence — but he’s not as conventionally handsome or masculine in appearance. In the dream, he and a senior girl (they use the same cartoon character for they school accounts and I don’t think they’re in a relationship, but they seem like close classmates. ) were walking around together with me. Later, the two of them held hands. Surprisingly, in the dream I felt quite happy and didn’t feel jealous at all. I just walked along with them. At one point, the senior girl left briefly, and the senior guy still showed care and concern for me."
"I was watching myself but I wasn’t me and someone was taking a burning match to my eyelids and burned them off "
"I had a dream there was a guy who was quitting Facebook and I was in his house and just hanging out there like at a party with a bunch of other people but even though he posted he was quitting Facebook he wouldn't come out of his room and he only would send messages back on Facebook. So that seemed kind of weird that he would only respond back on Facebook even though he said he was quitting Facebook."
"I had a dream that recurred once. The first time I had this dream, my husband was dying but still alive. I was running down various streets and alleys desperately trying to find him. I had this knowing that he was leaving and I needed so badly to try and stop him. Through quick word of mouth it gets to Brad that I am looking for him. Somehow he finds me in this random alley and I run up to him and tell him how much I love him and that I am sorry for everything and that I just want him to come home and we will be a family again and we’ll figure it all out. He don’t say anything but through touch I could get the feeling of him saying - I love you too that’s all I needed to hear, I’ve been waiting to hear that. The next time I had this same exact dream was the day after my husband died. It was the same except the ending. This time when we find each other and I beg him to come home I can sense his pain and sacrifice. He had these cockroaches or something crawling all over his body. He said he wished he could come home but that he couldn’t. That these demons were invasive and hurting me and the kids and that the only way to end it for good was for him to bury them which in tie meant him dying. I didn’t say anything but I cried and I just understood he was right and telling his truth. In real life Brad battled alcoholism and it caused the demise of our marriage although we truly loved each other. He was lost to his addiction and it ended up taking his life. He would refer to his addiction as his demons "