
Dream
Phenomenon of the mind while sleeping
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Last night I had a dream that I was some sort of old-timey surveryor or government assessor or something. I was dressed in a suit, with a bowler hat, pocket watch, waxed mustache... the whole nine yards. My team and I were sent to pressure an old lady into selling her land. She lived on a tiny, windblown rock off the coast all alone. She was my estranged mother. My team and I sat awkwardly around the dinner table with her, trying to make smalltalk. She didn't have any salt. She lives next to the sea. We avoided talking about the reason we'd come. There would be time the next day. There wasn't time the next day. She'd died in her sleep. We built her a crypt on the rocks where the waves where crashing. I sent two of my men to lower her in and watch over her as the tide came in. The wind was howling and the sky was barely light. I sat watching through the kitchen window as the waves took her, the men hunched by a rock, sheltering from the wind. The I woke up as my cat jumped on me. Maybe one day I'll make a movie
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i dont remember a lot of my dreams unfortunately and the ones i do remember where a bit of an inconvenience so im not a big fan
Dreams I've had that I can recall: - i was walking my family labrador (RIP) and I helped a group of people give meds to some puppies. Immediately after this guy came out with a bat, and I ripped it away from him and started beating him with it, then a cat bit onto my arm as hard as he could. The rest of the dream was normal but I spent it extremely paranoid that the police were coming after me. I was pretty sure I was in America - a gang shows up outside of my apartment building and does a musical number then start breaking into my house to beat the shit out of me - (shortly after my family lab's death) I was inside of a shopping mall I used to go to a lot, and all the shops were closed down, and it was completely barren - my ex-something answered my messages and we had a really pleasant talk (Nightmare) - I was lying down in a shopping mall that I've never been to before and some dog or wolf came up and started biting the shit out of my arm - with my dad in an aquarium and suddenly the place gets flooded - Someone I'm vying to be friends with but who is unresponsive to my attempts to become friends with them answers back to me and we have a pleasant conversation (Nightmare)
either really funny or just a smoothie of trauma and torture but either way plays a huge part of where im at now
the other night I dreamt I was looking at my own severed head (but this was not a bad thing! no! en contraire) and I finally had the right angle to pop a pimple on the back of my head
i really treasure mine. they're usually incredibly vivid and detailed. and i typically remember them for while. i'm usually at their mercy though. one time i was able to lucid dream. i used that opportunity to fly.