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rattlesnakes [28 Apr 2006|10:04am]

I had these disturbing dreams last night: rattlesnakes
I'd be interested in any comments. Thank you.
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The Dreamsbox & Sinsbox Projects | share dreams and sins [07 Feb 2006|11:01pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]

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.


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48 Candles [01 May 2004|12:01pm]

[ mood | calm ]

Im a bird in a yellow orange and black and white world. I am a bunch of other birds are hungry but we cannot find any food. There are trees and bushes around us but we stay in the field picking for food. All the sudden we hear a buzz and look to the sky. One says that there will be a flock of flies that we can eat. We finally see them chasing another bird and try to fly up to eat them. I am struggling to fly, I can only make it all little ways.
All the other birds can get them just fine, but not me and a few others. Ill get a little ways up, then struggle then stop and go down a little before trying again. I cannot fly up. I fly over to some trees to the side that the flies are passing over and eat the berries. Then a bird screams from a little ways a away that they found a good place for food. We all go to the bird and fly through what seems like an alley way or something and end up looking around a dinning room.
I turn around and we were flying through an open front door the whole time. I am all the sudden a person, myself in a white little sundress. I grow paniced as little kids are picking up kittens from the pantry and I go over and put them to bed, asking them why they left the door open and I close that as well.
I clean up all kinds of mess and Rebecca (my best friend from elementary and preschool) is there helping me, she is my age even though I havent actually seen her in a long time. She gets all nervous asking if the parents will be upset that she was there. I told her dont worry about it, then the door opens and the parents to the kids Im babysitting come in. I whisper to her before they come in the kitchen where we are that I can say she is helping me.
They come in and look at her first thing, asking where she came from and who she is. I explain, but they both look at each other, Rebecca worried and the father with a blank expression like he is disapproving. The mother just straight goes to her room, she looks drunk or pissed or both. The father soon leaves after telling me that he wants his jacket cleaned by morning and throws it on the counter. I just watch him leave and sigh.
I turn because Rebecca made a sound and find myself in a car. I am watching from the passenger seat a little excited kid with a stuffed animal come up, looking at a car behind us. He stops by a rack on his way to the car and pouts. He sets the animal down and I hear his dad say before that he couldnt keep it. I sigh and watch him go to his car. My little sister is in the back playing with her hair and my dad is talking to me.
"Isnt it sad?"
I say yes and a vision of white falling feathers against a dull blue background before I wake up.

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another installment of my effed up dreams [24 Oct 2003|12:52am]
[ mood | content ]

last night i had a very distressing dream.

i dreamt that my puppy broke his leg. like, the bone was sticking out. he kept trying to walk on it. i went over to him and green ooze was coming from his mouth and he was crying blood.yeah. weird. so i go to the vet, he (puppy) keeps running away...his hind leg won't work, so it just drags). i break my leg just like his. the vet heals me but not him. i'm so upset....but i'm the only one that seems bothered by it.

also, in another dream that night, i was in some bar-type place where it was only kids my age or younger. an old fashioned one with a big wooden stage. out of nowhere the kids standing around jump on the stage and go into a very big and elaborate song and dance production. complete with pyrotechnics and those harnesses that make you fly. laser lights and all that jazz. but they hated me for some reason, i just felt it.

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Books ... [25 Sep 2003|01:28am]

[ mood | good ]

Cross Posted in other Dream Interpretation Communities

Hi there. I picked up a copy of Dreams and the Inner Self by Ray Douglas this afternoon, because it looked interesting, and useful for dream interpretation.

I often have 1-4 dreams a day, which I record in my (paper)Dream Journal upon awakening, and in my LJ as well.

I've bought several books on dream interpretation out of interest, including Ask The Dream Doctor, two dream workbooks, including one for teenagers, entitled Dreams Can Help (whose names I will post at a later date, if anyone is interested -I can't remember their exact titles, or the authors right at the moment, sorry.) and a DK encyclopedia of common symbols in dreams.

I was wondering if anyone would be interested in sharing the names of useful dream interpretation books here. Hope to hear from you soon.

Goodnight, Taniwha (-:

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[22 Sep 2003|05:39pm]

[ mood | groggy ]

[Cross Posted in other Dream Communities]

I dreamt that I was living in a big apartment, but there were too many insects in it.

So I opened my doors so that when I sprayed them the room wouldn't smell bad, and the fumes wouldn't get too bad.

But then all these people started coming in and looking around, and they wouldn't go away.

I was shouting at them to get out of my house and go away, but as soon as I managed to shoo some of them away and lock the doors, more people would somehow manage to open them and come back inside again.

Some of my family (my brother Allan's kids) were there too, and I was trying to make them go outside too. I even threatened to hurt Amy (my niece) - not seriously, but enough to make her go away - and that is something I would never do in real life.

Also, my room was much bigger and nicer than it actually is, in this dream.


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Dream: Hillary Clinton [15 Sep 2003|04:59am]
[ mood | curious ]

I had a strange dream about Hillary Clinton. I dreamt that I was with a man who was her former husband (much better looking than Bill Clinton), and she was berating him to me. She was recounting all the things that she did not like about him when she was married to him. She was really tough as nails. He was looking very hurt, and I felt badly for him. I also felt protective. We turned away so that we would not hear her.

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Hi! I'm new. [04 Sep 2003|06:38pm]

[ mood | sleepy ]

I had two dreams (maybe more) last night, but I can only remember the last one, which I just woke up from.

It was about WWII, and the fate of the Jews in the Nazi concentration camps. Hitler was making the Jewish people dig their own graves.

One of the men returned to this place years later, and confessed that he was not really a Jew. He said a German man had switched places with him. But no-one paid any attention to what he said.

Then the dream changed. Instead of a man, it was a girl who said that she had changed places with another person. A German family had replaced her with their teenage daughter. She was more beautiful than the other girl. She was in their home.

It's unclear in my dream whether or not these German people lived.


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[15 Aug 2003|06:24am]

I'm new here.

My dreams:

In my dream I've just awakened and slowly I walk to the mirror. When I look in the mirror I see nothing at all. It frightens me slightly and I wake up.

In another dream of mine I am sitting on a swing. I'm just sitting there looking at a single flower. It's a simple flower. But I know the flower is a person. Someone I know. So I just sit there staring at the flower.

I have reoccuring dreams of my parents being harmed in some way.

Then there's also the dreams I wake up crying to. But don't remember what I'm crying about.

They seem so real. I am so frightened in my dreams. Horribly frightened.

I am also an insomniac. So when I sleep it is rare.
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[19 Jul 2003|01:00am]
[ mood | migraine ]

so i had a series of weird dreams last night. i can't remember full details. but they were weird dreams.

dream 1) i'm on my bed doing something, reading maybe, and out of the corner of my eye, i see my sock monkey fall off a box. there is nothing there and no breeze so i am befuddled as to how it fell. i'm looking at it and it sits straight up. i'm freaked. it slowly crosses the room by itself. it doesn't notice me watching. it stops when it gets to a corner and stays sitting straight up. i yell something and run into my mom's room. i now have the sock monkey in my hand and tell her what happened. half asleep, she doesn't belive me and goes back to sleep. the sock monkey is back in the other room and i'm still with my mom, huddled on the bed watching the doorway. i'm scared out of my mind. end of dream.

dream 2) i'm in a cafiteria/food court type area and i am one of the wallflower types that goes unnoticed. suddenly i begin showing off..my clothes and entire appearence has changed. i am beautiful...but we are in the 80's..high school aged. seniors. so i'm dancing and everyone is watching me and thinking i'm cool. the cool guys decide to challenge me by throwing cds at me, expecting i can't catch them. but i catch every one. so i go and sit down with the popular girls. i don't remember how we got the boys in trouble, but we did. we all went to our dorm type living space together. we shower and get into bed. it looks like a hospital. it's white and we all wear white hospital types sleeping gowns. the nurses suspect us but say nothing.

that's all i remember. pretty random.

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i'm sick of this [10 Jul 2003|03:05am]
[ mood | sad ]

ok, i've done it again. i've dreamt of another guy that's not my boyfriend. i feel so guilty everytime it happens.

i am in a new color guard and all the bitches i couldn't stand in guard when i was in school were there and making it hard on me to no end. there was only one nice person. even though i'm pretty good with flags i couldn't get it for the life of me. i knew that bobby was watching. (bobby is this adorable kid a few years younger than me that i worked with for a few years at publix. he has a girlfriend and i have a boyfriend so it's all good. we always flirted with each other at work.) but in my dream bobby was single and infatuated with me. when i got a break from guard practice he grabbed me away and was all up on me. he was holding me and pulled my face close and begged to kiss me. i was seriously tempted and i would rest my forehead on his chin and whatnot. i was skinnier in this dream too, as always. but the thing is, i wouldn't kiss him! this is a first in my dreams about other guys. i wouldn't kiss him because i have a boyfriend. and this time it was my actual boyfriend in reality. then the dream was over.

i'm tired of dreaming about other guys but i'm relieved that i'm so faithful..even in my dreams!

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Gone Fishing [10 Jul 2003|02:45am]

Most nights I find myself on the same boat with the same man, above the brown icy waters of New York. How many fish have I caught in my dreams? When I close my eyes I always go fishing with my father. I left him many years ago, but he haunts me in my dreams, like a ghost who doesn't know he's dead.
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Escape from Alcatraz [25 Jun 2003|08:56pm]

I am on a dreary beach-side town. The waves are rolling in and man are they some big monster waves. People are after me and I want to jett. I am Pat Riley of the Miami Heat and I have got to find a way out of this town or prison. The town is composed of corridors which all lead to white-tile unisex bathrooms with green stalls. I give my faceless pursuers the slip and now I am on a sleek black helicoper that's zipping past the town and into the beyond. But something is wrong. I'm back in the town and still trying to give the pursuers the slip. Will I ever escape this town? I wake up to an enormous headache.
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had a dream last night.... [22 Jun 2003|01:05pm]

i'm at a high school graduation that is obviously not my own. the commencment is going on, but boring the hell out of my large group of friends. so we decide to check out one of the OTHER auditorium theatres in the building. sit down, and find "that special someone" in this dream. dark skinned, light haired, all everything girl. we take it to leave, the whole gang and her and i. we're talking out the car situation, and i am left to drive around in the van with her and i. it is raining, it is a dark, brooding night. something is amiss. yet as if situation was planned out perfectly, and shade of flavor of lipcolor or something rubs off from a wonderful, passionate kiss. everyone is a little faded as well, we head back to the auditorium. there is a strange exorcism on stage, where someone i know, some people i know are volunteering. i see a great white blue lightning hit them, and they are transformed into demons. one of them is a bat like creature, with ribs as bat wing fingers, very strange. grey, dark. there are others as well. somehow these are my friends, but i pay no mind to them, because i am watching from afar, and whatever sins they have commited is outside of me and her. before i can react, i am far away from her, floating toward the cieling. i know instantly, because i am who i am, and the excorcism brings out the true form of things (?), that i have turned into a ghost.

later, kids are doing their thing talking loudly, in silly ways in a dugout portion of a field. dimly lit. i know that my guy friends are still there, and somehow know, but can do nothing. i drift over to my girls friends, and create patterns of fluctuating air, like mirages and smoke, dancing in front of their faces. one girl freaks out apparantly, very much so, and i drift over to mine girl, and finish that kiss from before, and i know all the goosebumps and happiness and strangeness that she is feeling, but it still continues, wonderful and real just like before... only that i am a full fledge invisible ghost, and know what that feels like....
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friggin a! [19 Jun 2003|05:09pm]
[ mood | depressed ]

sick and tired of dreaming about celebrities. now i dreamed that i was friends with ren stevens and i was in love with louis stevens. great. *rolls eyes* we all went to school together and we were (we being the class) were trying on shoes at kmart. kmart! so i helped someone fix their gameboy and louis thought i liked him. i set it straight and we said we loved each other. i don't remember much, but i know we went to what i guess was my old school and had a big dinner. it was sorta fancy and i wasn't really welcomed by any of my classmates. they didn't dislike me. they just didn't know me or whatever. so i sat with ren and some other girls and i remember i just kept staring at louis. but he never looked at me. i was crying to ren about how i thought he didn't love me anymore. ren got up and went somewhere, i don't know where. something happened to the celery that was to be served. (i like celery) there were supposed to be shapes in the bottoms of them or somethig and they got messed up. so louis went away too. i was looking for louis and ren when all of a sudden he came up behing me and gave me a boquet of celery. (wtf?) i was crying i was so happy. he hugged me and said he was sorry. he said he loved me and i said it back. there was no kissing and nothing more than hugging in this dream so i'm pretty sure i'm safe. i watch even stevens and i think shia labouf is cute and all, but i don't keep track of ANYTHING that has to do with him. so....i dunno. i guess i just need to say no to tv for a while.

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[17 Jun 2003|04:51pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]

holy shit did i have the weirdest dream.

i dreamt that i had this massive crush on the guy that plays gordo on lizzie maguire. i mean i was head over hills for him. he even liked me. i guess there were little things that i did that he thought were sexy. i dunno. i was my normal self though. but i would catch myself staring at him and he would too. he was the best thing in the world it seems. but the only thing that kept us from being together was my boyfriend. it was the boyfriend i have in real life. but he talked to some of his friends (from lizzie) and talked to them about trying to go out with me....

i feel so horrible for dreaming about other guys while i have a boyfriend overseas that i will be getting engaged to in two years. i feel really bad about. but in my dreams i'm very into it. weird.

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yes, i've been broken hearted. blue since the day we parted. [17 Jun 2003|01:12am]
[ mood | confused ]

ok, i'm having recurring dreams in which i am eminem's girlfriend. i don't really know why. i never thought he was cute until i saw 8minle. but he's not even that good looking. oh well, it's all good.

so now we are i the same bed and i wake up first. my dog is hurt (as he is in reality) and i tell him about the bed i made buddy (my dog). he's half awake but wants to see it. it's very cute how he's all rolling back and forth with his eyes closed and saying how he wants me to show him the dog bed. i give him kisses and eventually he gets up and comes to see the bed. he's holding me as we walk to my room. (the rooms are like that of my home) we walk up to the little bed on the floor and we look at ourselves in the mirror. i guess i'm wearing a skirt becasue he wants to get all jiggy in the sack. so he reaches over to turn off my computer monitor. (i don't know where it came from).

the next scene is me in the mall with johnny knoxville. what the shit? he's dressed all preppy-like and has a personal assistant with him. whatever that is.

but the whole eminem thing..i think it has to do with my boyfriend. he always acts tough but when it's just us, he's the biggest softy. that's my guess. ~alexis

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[15 Jun 2003|10:14pm]

hey.. going to talk about my dream last night. actually it's like most of my dreams. messy, meaningless and it always changes scenes. it's as if i can skip from one dream to another. something like channel-flipping. yah.. so last night was no different. i dreamt of the guy i like.. and we were going somewhere together, buying stationery together or something like that? *weird?* then it jumped to some other scene. which i cant remember. normally i can only remember one part of my dream and that's it. my dreams are in colour.. and i am part of the dream. i'm not watching it happen.. yup i can think in the dream and be aware of it, which kind of freaks me out. i sort of can make decisions on where to go and what not in my dream.. the dream doesnt just happen. i can sort of control it sometimes..

i once dreamt i was stuck on the highway in a foreign country with a couple of friends as my car had broken down. i could really feel the fear and panick as my dream took place. then i called my parents up.. and after that i woke up. my dreams arent really abstract. they're more down to earth and realistic..

i always dream when i nap. even if it's a half an hour nap.. is everyone like this? hmm

has anyone had a dream where they were walking and suddenly fell? and your whole body would jerk. as if you had really fallen down.

my friend told me that dreams are interpreted differently in different cultures. one says that dreams are a reflection of the future. another says that dreams are the opposite of reality. honestly i think you dream about it 'cause you've been thinking about it the whole day.. or is there a deeper meaning to dreams? can they really be deciphered?

sorry you guys.. i actually wanted to talk more about my dream but it has become so vague that i hardly remember it. shall update asap next time! right after i dream.. yup :D sorry if i bored you to death.. :(

s|ok hUi
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[14 Jun 2003|08:43pm]

hey! i found this community.. and i think it's pretty cool. dreams are fabulous things. yup but mine dont normally make a lot of sense.. which is kinda sad haha. anyway would love to know more about you guys! great community :D
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[13 Jun 2003|09:23pm]
[ mood | weird ]

ok i can't remember the beginning but i had another weird dream.

i dreamt that i was washing my face and i had a man's moustache and facial hair. it seemed like this didn't bother me at all. i used a facial cleansing cloth to wash my face and it washed off the facial hair. ~alexis

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