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Thursday, June 28th, 2007
4:04 pm - Me newbie!

I'm new to this community *waves*

One of my favorite hobbies is to decipher dreams even though I'm still learning but it fascinates me most definitely.

I may not post a whole lot right now only because I've been having trouble remembering my dreams and usually I can. I would wake up in the middle of the night at least 5 times sitting straight up and having no clue why. The only thing I remember about my dreams is that they were important and that's it.

Although last night was so weird all I can remember is there was a man running around chasing children and when he grabbed one he squeezed the baby till she exploded! O.o

I've never had a dream that disturbing and I know with all the dream books I have that will certainly not be in there. So if anyone has any clue I sure would appreciate it.


current mood: curious

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Friday, February 23rd, 2007
4:49 pm - My Bestfriend.

My dream, I was back at home chilling with my best friend out by her house. We were hanging out all over town, just like we did when I was at home. She had got a letter from one of her old friends. I think that the letter was questioning her integrity or something, and she was saying something about her being glad we were best friends or whatnot. Than she was taking a liar detector test to send back to the letter she had . received She has a deep heart. Than after she did that we went to the start of here , neighborhood, and she was sad because they were building a sub division by here . neighborhood. Than she asked me would they ever stop, and I said "no". That made her even more sad. than after that we went a little water park to go down a long water slide and to jump off a cliff. Her grand parents were jumping off the cliff into the cold cold river in there clothes, it was crazy. I guess I had this dream because all i can think about is home and my best friend.

current mood: crushed

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Wednesday, November 15th, 2006
12:24 pm - I'm new! Here's a dream!

This one day when I came home from school, I decided to crash on the couch in the living room. It was there I had this crazy dream.

It all started in my living room (where I was sleeping). I got home and I was insanely tired so I rested on the couch--but then my dad got home, so we exchanged a few words before he went downstairs to watch TV like he usually does. I stayed upstairs and returned to the couch for a snooze, thinking about a friend and how badly I wanted to talk to her. I woke up to the sounds of a song she had mentioned to be before--I forget the name of the band now, but when played backwards it said "Godzilla, yo!" and I remember wanting to hear it. So I woke up and looked over the armrest at the stereo that was positioned beside the couch, watching a CD turn in it.
The words came out backwards and I couldn't understand what was being sung, so I popped open the lid and took out the CD to stare at it. The song that was playing didn't even belong to the band! --The music kept playing. The CD was no longer in my hand, but instead back in the stereo and everything was playing normally. I was confused.

Suddenly my friend looked over my shoulder (as if she had been there the entire time) and I looked up at her. We started talking about it, and I took a seat on the couch. While we talked I moved from the couch over to the chair--we seemed to switch places. However, when I turned around and sat down on the chair, she was gone. I stared an emptiness with the things that we talked about still lingering in my head...Wasn't she just..? I called my dad. He came upstairs. I looked at him and asked him if he had heard me talking to anyone, but he dodged the question. I kept nagging at him for an answer until dropping it and sitting down at the table for dinner.

Afterwards I went online and talked to Bryon who referred me to his Thursday group meeting, since my problem sounded like a mental one. Next thing I was talking to my mom about it that dragged me to her Thursday meeting thing. I don't know what the meeting was, or what it's real name was...it was just referred to as the "Thursday Group Meeting".

So now we were standing in a hospital/clinic type thing, mom disappeared, and I waddled into the little meeting room by myself. I helped a crippled woman into a chair, but I did it poorly since I'm pretty rough when I handle something. She didn't want my help anymore. The meeting coordinator chased me out of the room, saying she wanted me to wait by the Guest Services/Customer Service/something Service desk. I just left and walked right out of the building feeling rejected.

The sky was the colour of twilight.

I walked across the parking lot to where a group of people were hanging around inside this hole in the pavement partially full of water like it was some kind of hottub. The water was murky, and during a little splashing some got into my mouth and it tasted disgusting. The group had around seven people--friends of my parents, supposedly. I sat idly by as they all played around and just goofed off before it was time to go.

...And then I woke up.
This is on out of many weird dreams I've had in the past few months.

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Tuesday, February 7th, 2006
8:41 pm - The Dreamsbox & Sinsbox Projects | share dreams and sins
jennychapman Hey all,

I was on blinklist and saw the following article about dreamsbox.com and sinsbox.com. Since its revelant to this community, I thought I would share it:

"2 documentation projects emerged this month to spearhead a new push in the Web 2.0 era for simplicity. The Dreamsbox (http://www.dreamsbox.com) Project seeks to document the world's dreams, allowing for anonymous posting of dreams along with the creations of free personal dream diaries. The Sinsbox Project (http://www.sinsbox.com) seeks to document sins and secrets, allowing for anonymous confessions and submissions of expressional art. Both projects allow for a unique rating system..."

Both projects are actually pretty addictive and fun. I love the fact that they're simple to use but their design kinda suck and sinsbox.comis a bit too dark and scandalous for me but nonetheless i'm addicted. As it turns out the guy who started the 2 projects went to school with me back in the days! Now I guess he's an internet junkie. haha! Anyways, please spread words about these 2 projects to friends and family if you can through word of mouth or through your own postings. In general, I just think that these two projects are very decent in terms of what they're trying to do. Read the "about" page to learn how cool these people are.


current mood: bouncy

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Sunday, December 12th, 2004
1:24 am - quiz results


Your Beauty lies
in Contradiction. Controversial, unpredictable, and
never what anyone expects.
You appearance and your personality are two
opposite things. Even your
appearance sends different signals to different
people. To some you may look
innocent and sweet, to others you look mysterious
and intimidating at the same
time. No one ever knows what to expect with you.
You are a little bit of
everything all mixed together. You can be watching
the football game with the
guys one minute and the next out shopping at the
mall. You seem to be almost a
different person every time you meet someone, but
at the same time you know
exactly who you are and there is always that one
thing that makes you you. You
enjoy keeping people guessing and people love how
completely unpredictable you

Some Things
That Represent You:

Fire, Water Animal: Chameleon Color:
Dark Tones, Light
Tones Song: Everything by Alanis Morriesette

Opal Mythological Creature: Gryphon,
Half-breeds Planet: Mars Hair
Red Eye Color:

"Appearances can be deceiving."

Where Does Your Beauty Lie? ..::Original Pictures Are Back! Detailed Results::..
brought to you by Quizilla

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Thursday, December 9th, 2004
10:58 am - hell

I don't really have much time at the moment, I just wanted to start saying something that I heard last night that really made me think.
So, I went to sit in on a closing with one of the girls I work with and it was a really long ride home, so we were just bullshitting. We started talking about heaven and hell, and stuff like that. She told me her belief in hell, and I didn't even know what to say, I had never thought of it like that before.....
She thinks that hell isn't a fiery pit, she thinks that we live in hell right now, here on earth, and that if we're good people throughout our lives, we will go to heaven.
There's more to it, but I don't have the time right now.
More later...........

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Tuesday, December 7th, 2004
1:02 pm - new here

HI everybody! New here, but boy have I been having some weird ass dreams!! Seriously, if I didn't know better, I'd think I was pregnant again, cause they've been so weird. Of course, now that I'm trying to remember them I'm drawing a complete blank. What the hell! Allright, I'm gonna go try to remember, I'll be back!!!

current mood: blank

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Friday, September 17th, 2004
7:49 pm
silentsilk Hi, I'm new...:)
Um, I'm unsure of what to say so I'll babble on about the dreams I've been having lately: Nothing but nightmares. What does this mean? In practically every one, my teeth are either being pulled out or are falling out, and I usually see a lot of birds (in my last dream, a raven was sitting in its nest eating its own eggs. Ugh. I love birds so this was, well, need I say more?)
What is wrong and how do I make them stop???

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Wednesday, August 25th, 2004
11:16 pm - hello

just joined, wanted to say hi
ive been having alot of weird dreams lately. sometimes i start having a dream before im actually asleep, and ive had dreams im not even in. i dont always remember my dreams but if i do i try to write them down. ill post some of my dreams soon, and help anyone else with their's if i can. and my journals friends only but comment or whatever and ill add you =]

current mood: calm

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Wednesday, July 21st, 2004
10:40 am

Hello, I am new, and I would just like to say... Well, actually, I do not know what I want to say. Just, Hello, everybody, I suppose.

Also, if anyone has any tips on remembering their dreams, I would be thankful. I can almost never remember mine... If I do remember my dreams, it is when or just before what I dream about occurs. I often have dreams like that, where I dream about someone I have never met before, and then I meet them, and what I dreamt happens. Or I dream about a conversation that has not happened yet. I am not sure why, but it can be rather helpful at times.

I am looking for friends, by the way, so if you want to friend me, please feel free to do so.

current mood: Depressed

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Friday, May 7th, 2004
8:31 pm - Hi!

Hi! I'm new *bows* I hope to post some of my dreams soon but I just want to break the ice first.

I also have a question or rather a few questions: Is dreaming too much bad? Could it mean something is bugging me? And lately all my dreams, well they haven't been nightmare, but they have been kind of uncomfortable dreams that seem to contain a lot of fear and aggravation and confusion. Well, anyways I hope to make friends and read all of your dreams ^_^.

I'll friend you willow_rhiannon. You can never have too many friends!

current mood: creative

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Sunday, May 2nd, 2004
1:52 pm - Of infants and elephants...

This is the second or third time recently, that I have had dreams involving babies. In each one there is one baby that stands out. Last night there was a small group of people that went into a large body of water where a wreck had occurred years earlier. They had a baby with them. At one point the baby said, “This is it. He is right here.” The group seemed encouraged and went under the surface to see. There was a baby boy floating under the water. He looked dead – eyes and mouth opened widely, but I don’t think he was.
In my dream the night before last, I kept finding babies. Some evil person had been stealing them and then leaving them to die. I seemed to always be the one to find them. Somehow I would find the parents and would return their babies. They had been so frantic with worry.
One baby seemed to matter more to me than the rest. I think it was a boy. I felt very motherly toward him and wanted desperately to be able to nurse him but was unable. His father came for him and I didn’t want to let go. I just wanted to hold him in my arms and know that he was safe. I didn’t want to say good-bye but knew that I had to. I knew it was the only real choice I had, the right thing to do. His father was a good man with a good face and loved his son very much.

The babies of last night’s dream came second to this part however:
There were hundreds of elephants being kept in a small area. It was horrible to see them that way so I decided to go against the grain and help. Somehow I managed to remove whatever boundary it was that kept them from roaming the rest of the land. As soon as I did that, they came charging toward me to run free. People were yelling for me to get out of there or I would surely be trampled and killed beneath the stampede. But it was too late; they were too close, too fast. So I kept on, flying (hey, it’s a dream) about head level to the adult elephants – only a few feet ahead of them. Feet soon became mere inches. I remember a great feeling of adrenaline, but not fear. I knew I would survive it. Suddenly I felt a large trunk swing up and smack into my back. It was done to help me. I was propelled further forward by it – keeping me safe. Eventually, the stampede stopped. There was no more land for them to run over.
I went to a tall overhang and looked out over them. There were so many and even on this land that was now several times larger than the previous lot they were on, it still seemed much to small. They need more, I thought. They should be free. I looked off to the side of the lot and saw a closed in area of workers. They seemed irritated with what I had done, but I was unsatisfied. I had to do more.
I got a hold of a chainsaw and cut at what I thought to be holding them in. I looked so small. I was only a child in this part of the dream. I cut through it and it fell to the ground. A worker looked at me with shock and worry in his eyes. I had unleashed something. I couldn’t see it but I knew it was there. It was only one, but I could feel the enormity of it.
Large blades fell from the sky. One by one each elephant fell to its death. I felt my heart sink at the sight. Then blades were thrown from the sky at the people – each one falling to their end.
One pair of people stands out to me. They were lovers. They stood in an embrace, passionately kissing each other knowing they were about to die. They ended the kiss and said a few encouraging words to one another, almost as though they thought there was still a chance. Then a blade landed in the side of the woman’s neck and for a moment all was still as her eyes went wide and stared into his face. Somehow she saw the blade that was meant for him coming down and with her last bit of life, she took a blade that she was holding and out of love swept it across him. They fell together.
I was still on the overhang, unharmed and unthreatened watching all of this occur. I could do nothing. I was powerless to stop it. I had only wanted to do what was right. I had only wanted to help, to set them free and now everything around me was laid to waste. Any victory I had felt was replaced by guilt.
I was alone.

current mood: contemplative

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Saturday, April 3rd, 2004
11:53 am - Hello Everyone

Hi. I just found this community and look forward to reading about your dreams. Do daydreams count as well?
A couple of the things that I find really interesting about my dreams:
I ALWAYS dream about water. In every single dream I have there is some form of it. It can be the beach, waterfalls, waves, fountains, a bathroom shower, rain, whatever. Water is always there.
Also, I don't view my dreams through my eyes like in life. Instead, I watch everything play out like a movie. It is the same way when I remember real life events.
Feel free to check out my journal and add me to your friends list - I will do the same for you.

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Monday, August 19th, 2002
10:46 am

ok....ive had this recurring dream for quite a few years now... and its started coming back and extending itself so i thought id put it up and ask if anyone has any intirpritation of it

im wandering through the corridors of a hospital, no-one else is around so im having fun going from room to room then i hear this odd lil noise like an air raid siren from the distance and i dont take any real notice of it, but then it gets louder and louder the furthur i walk then it becomes so loud its defening so i run away from where i believe it coming from then the lights flicker and suddenly the entire corridor im in has changed theres blood trails moving from door to door the walls are all yellow and seem mysty blue flashing lights and sparks are coming from the windows in the doors but the sirens are quieter, i move furthur down the corridor and the more it gets quieter the more twisted everything looks, i try a few doors (and at different ages i can remember different doors being open but ive forgotten whats in them) but then i finally reach a door and when i open it theres a mirror a bed and an I.V. full of boiling blood which explodes so i look into the mirror and blood begins trickling from my hairline my eyes also bleed and fill with so much blood they become black, my jaw crumbles off then a thick black smoke raises from my throat then the I.V. explodes and lil thin tentacle type things pop out my back and they have tiny blades at the end of them then my skin starts to fall away so i break the mirror in disgust then i fall back and i ran for the door and this time the corridor looked like it was full of water but it wasnt so i ran down the corridor and i was trying to escape, then i came past the morgue and i could feel this pulse coming from the room so i went in and there was this guy in a chair and he looked at me with these black eyes then he walked over and opened a drawer on the wall and the entire wall collapsed on him, so i jus stood there staring then all these zombie things rose from the rubble... but they wernt like... cheesey shitty gay zombies, they looked like real people who were hanging off their skellingtons and blood was gushing from every opening they had and they jus walked towards me so i turned to go back from where i came from and i was pitch black and it looked like somthing was moving around in the darkness... like it was swimming through the darkness, so i turned and ran untill i came passed an elevator and i prod at the button desperatley and when the door opens i wake up

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Sunday, August 18th, 2002
10:07 pm - Nightmare

Dreaming for me is such an escape. I can do whatever I want because I can control everything there. I love knowing that I'm dreaming and making certain things happen because it feels real. I dream very vividly, this is great for good dreams..but my nightmares are terrible. I had one dream once where I was walking through some building and was in the main hall or something and there were people everywhere. I walked into a corridor and on the right was a window and a lake with very murky water with a very old and worng wood dock going into it. There was an old, worn, little, wood boat at the end of the dock. At the other side of the shore there was a forest. On my left i walked past a number of about 4x4 ft size rooms and in one of them was shaggy and scooby (from scooby doo). I kept walking and stopped when I came to a woman and two men-soldier type people (the woman looked a bit like xena)-the woman was in front of the men and they all formed a triangle. The woman saluted this beast thing-it looked like a boar sort of but covered in goo and blood and stuff. The woman then said something (i forget what) and the beast bit the first half of her body off. I ran away past the beast after that to the boat and got away from the beast that way. More happened then but it's really hard to explain because i don't remember very well, this was about5 years ago or so. Well, I woke up and i was so scared I was sweating, could barely move and could barely breathe..well, that's just one of my nightmares. It's weird how i don't find it scary at all now and back then it was so terrifying.

current mood: sleepy

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Wednesday, August 7th, 2002
12:51 am

i need some new friends will u be my friend?

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Thursday, August 1st, 2002
1:36 pm

i was going to ryan's house and i knocked on the door...his parents weren't home so i figured i'd surprise him...so y do i see some little blonde bitch in his room...and i asked him what was going on and she started yelling at him to close the door and started to say the nastiest things to me...he closed the door so i couldn't see her and started to talk to me..."what the fuck is that"(me)..."what r u doing here?" (him)..."i thought i would suprise u, ryan what is this?" ::::starts to cry:::::...."how could u do this to me?.....didn't i mean nething to u"...."it was fun...but thats all it was..it was fun" ..."so yr telling me that everything we had. everything we did meant nothing to u..?"..."basically yeah u never really meant nething to me, i never really meant all the stuf i sed to u"

thats when i woke up crying...this could possibly be the worst nightmare ever...it beat the teddybear by a mile...i tlaked to him and he told me he means everything he sez and that is never gona happen...but he was already at work when i talked to him...he couldn't be there when i woke up ...it just feels so real...it feels so real and i still want to cry when i think of it even tho he told me it was a dream...worst part was i couldn't hate him for all of that...i just couldn't hate him i just wanted to dissapear forever...i could almost hate him for not being here when i woke up to tell me he loved me and meant it and that everything is ok....i could try to hate him for not being here.....i dont know whay tho....and i dont know why this dream was so real....last time i woke up crying this much i dreamt that he died....that was almost 2 -3years ago...i still think it's so real...it makes me want to just hurt myself i'm still convincced it's so real...why did i dream this?

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Sunday, June 30th, 2002
11:09 pm - something i wrote in my journal 5 days ago

i had THE greatest dream last night, holy... lol ok... you all know how Angelina Jolie and Billy Bob are having a spat because Angie is giving their son "too much attention" and "neglecting" Billy Bob.

So anyway i dreamt that i was at a hotel and i saw Angelina and i went up to her and tried to comfort her and tell her that Billy Bob was being totally unfair and stuff..and she was kinda just trying to get away from everyone and kinda ignoring me, and so anyway i went to sit down at this living room where my dad was watching TV and Angelina comes and sits down next to me, and i guess i dont notice her... so my dad asks me "what wrong?" and im like "eh.. i dunno..i feel like shit." and then Angelina turns to me, and asks me "why?" and im like "cos..im trying to make you feel better and i just CANT. and thats horrible." and shes like "awh.thats really sweet" and she SMILED at me..eeeee... and then i reached out and touched her cheek and turned her face towards me and im like "well you have a wonderful heart and you're just an amazing woman...that an would be a fool to leave you" and she smiled (AGAIN! eeeeee) and kissed me. and said "thank you so much."

then i woke up! why do i ALWAYS have to wake up??

she looked SO radiant in my dream though..she was wearing a white tank top and black pants and her hair up in a pony tail.. and she just looked...like beauty multiplied by 100000000000.

so i wrote that 5 days ago..and every day since then ive had that same dream. only a couple of nights ago it was a little different..this time angie sat down and i asked her what was wrong, and she looked at me and literally told me her whole life story and i wasnt the least bit bored,and then we just completely opened up to eachother and again it ended in a kiss..but its just amazing. yeah..im completely confused.

and i should mention i know nothing about her, and never really thought of her till i heard about her and billy bob. and even then..i didnt really think of her much.

help me.

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Sunday, April 14th, 2002
8:51 am
ryo_soma dark? heh.

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Sunday, February 17th, 2002
5:41 am
mandykay i hate nights when i dont dream, and it seems if i go to sleep happy i dont and if i go to sleep mad or sad or whatever i do, and they are hoorible dreams... i mean why cant i dream of kitties, and boys, and being loved.... i have to dream of people being dicks like i dont have that enough when im awake... and nights i dont dream i feel empty when i wake up... ive tried that whole think of something good before you sleep thing and it didnt work cause i thought and though and couldnt sleep and then i just drifted into the bad aspects of it and then i would fal asleep, and end up not dreaming or dreaming even more horrible things.... well i shouldnt say i dont dream cause you do, i dont dream memorable dreams there ya go!!!
well thats all i have to say for now thank you bye

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