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I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.
2018-03-29 13:32:50
I dream of a a ghost family of four looking at me very sad.I awake and sleep again but still the dream continued several times in 1 day only.
2018-03-15 00:01:52
A dream keeps on a continued basis of a family of 4 dead persons keep staring at me very sad.Four times appear in my dreams.
2018-03-14 23:54:43
I was inside a mall I know, the Dimond Mall specifically, but everything was exaggerated in every single way. Everything was more colorful, it seemed a lot more active than it usually is in real life, and it almost seems a little more retro, like how it used to be in the past. When I walked in, the Safeway/grocery store of the area (which is no longer there) was selling only candy. People in costumes were buying this candy, but it looked like everyone was in the same exact costume. Kind of a mix between a bunny and a jack-o-lantern. Oh, and some had straw coming out, like a scarecrow. I remember one guy who appeared like he worked there had long black hair and he was fixated on me. Totally looked like a "chick" trap from Thailand, though not in costume per say. Just really feminine face for a guy and I think he was trying to get my attention with something on my shirt. I don't recall what was on my shirt. Anyway, I continue on and I see this performance going on. Although it has no audience whatsoever. Wait, I remember a mother and a daughter watching, but that was it. There were young children singing, almost in like a Holiday Christmas type vibe. They all had uniforms on that kind of look like the kid on the Pilot Bread Cracker box and a big TV recording their performance. Most of what I saw was just them singing, but it also seems like a stage across from them had some older kids acting out a scene. I remember that the only way to pass through this performance was by going through the orchestra seat chairs. Each chair had a violin tucked under the leg of each chair and looked like they belonged to others that were not present or playing in the concert. I remember that every violin was white chocolate dipped cookie creme Oreo colored. And of course I weave through all of them just fine until the very last one, which I trip over. I didn't break the violin (at first) when I sat in the chair closest to it and started to correct what I had did. There seemed to be an orchestra teacher in the empty row in front of me. She didn't seem terribly mad at me, and I remember wanting to leave the impression on her that I knew what I was doing. The small violin had a name on it, first and last written on its side. I can't really remember the name but I definitely saw a full name there. I think the first one was either Kevin or Derek. Every time I would try and put the violin in a resting position the teacher she would object to how I had it and made me try again. She blurted out two names of my incorrect positioning. Only one of them I remember, "The Dead Draenei" wtf So I try and make all of this right by putting it exactly as the others. I noticed the violin had five strings (it traditionally has four) and two of them on the left just broke from me handling it. I couldn't remember how to re-string instruments as my teacher in school had always done it for me so I was *****ed. After giving up, I put it back in place and went about my way. It was at this point I remember I needed some certain somethings for my apartment. I went into several stores, and every one had my friend Jason working at each one. Except he looked thinner and older. He also laughed at everything I did around the stores he worked in. Eventually I scored this really small wheeled footstool in one of the stores. It was really low to the ground and I started using it as a skateboard around the mall. I was coming up to some steps in a very particular hallway in the mall that is shaped like it was in real life. There are only four or so steps there. Stacey and I think Kayla (Could have been Krista) were walking next to each other going the opposite way. Either way, they're all *****s. So I squat down low and jump up and over the steps. The footstool thing stuck to my knee and I was able to ollie up over them and land on the footstool and keep going. Stacey looked back and shouted, "Nice!" I replied, "Ain't nothing" and kept rolling over to my destination. The place I went to used to be a type of toy store. In real life, it seems like a cursed spot in the mall. It's always changing into something else, somewhat annually. I forget what it currently is now. In my dream, it was an electronics store like Best Buy or Gamestop, though it looked more of the toy store it used to be. And yes, Jason worked there. So I do this weird behind the leg hackey sack kick to the stool and it shoots out from under my foot and lands face up halfway into a small box next to the front entrance. Jason laughed at me. It was really too smooth. So at this point, the mall was threatening to close. I remember searching fast for what I wanted. Something to do with Wolverine or whatever? The X-Men, I really wasn't sure...just that I vividly knew the cover and thought it was a video game. I panicked as the store was closing and looking hard for this game. Nothing looked like what I wanted. After searching slow and thoroughly and not finding it, I go to the book section directly next to it, and I see a hardback that looks exactly what I'm searching for, but I dismiss it saying, "Nah, it cannot be a book." I remember around here I saw two people I knew and one that was made up. Devin from my high school days whom I still keep in touch with, and Luke from work who recently divorced and left Alaska. The third guy was a totally made up guy was this stocky short but really muscular dude, who to my knowledge doesn't exist in real life. He looked really windburned, having very red and blotchy/bumpy skin that you normally get when you're fair skinned and have worked out. He also at first had some kind of breathing receptacle on over his mouth, which kinda reminded me of Bane but it seemed more box-type cylinder-esque, like a gas mask. Devin and Luke were talking to each other. They don't know each other as far as I know. They saw me and made mention of what I was looking for. I really don't remember what they said, but Luke tried to get my attention to catch up. Instead, I chime into their conversation with a reply that I also really don't remember, but it had like a self-pitiful tone to it. That's when the made-up guy takes the mask off and he says, "Well, can't blame the hot ones for how ugly they are." After that, I placed him as Alissa's ex (though he doesn't really exist IRL) and I knew who he was talking about, and what he meant by it. I followed him out of the store and was trying to regain his attention. Saying "Hey, you're Mike right? You dated Alissa before me?" He spun around while still walking forward and gave me this big handshake, but continued walking. I follow him and I'm getting this friendly brotherly vibe about him and after what he said, I wanted to acquaint myself better. I call him Mike again and he says, "Actually it's Matt." Which makes sense, I always *****ing mistake those two names for each other. Before I know it, he's gone, Devin's gone, Luke's gone, Jason's gone, and I'm outside the store and it's all locked up. I go to retrieve my footstool skateboard and somebody had already taken it to go put it back. Epic fail. That's when I realized I wasn't looking for any *****ing X-Men game. I needed a USB to micro USB cord so I can recharge my prepaid drug dealer flip phone and Tablet in my apartment. Fuck. And I wake up.
2018-01-31 20:13:39
Weird dream under Blood Moon 1/31/18 I was inside a mall I know, the Dimond Mall specifically, but everything was exaggerated in every single way. Everything was more colorful, it seemed a lot more active than it usually is in real life, and it almost seems a little more retro, like how it used to be in the past. When I walked in, the Safeway/grocery store of the area (which is no longer there) was selling only candy. People in costumes were buying this candy, but it looked like everyone was in the same exact costume. Kind of a mix between a bunny and a jack-o-lantern. Oh, and some had straw coming out, like a scarecrow. I remember one guy who appeared like he worked there had long black hair and he was fixated on me. Totally looked like a "chick" trap from Thailand, though not in costume per say. Just really feminine face for a guy and I think he was trying to get my attention with something on my shirt. I don't recall what was on my shirt. Anyway, I continue on and I see this performance going on. Although it has no audience whatsoever. Wait, I remember a mother and a daughter watching, but that was it. There were young children singing, almost in like a Holiday Christmas type vibe. They all had uniforms on that kind of look like the kid on the Pilot Bread Cracker box and a big TV recording their performance. Most of what I saw was just them singing, but it also seems like a stage across from them had some older kids acting out a scene. I remember that the only way to pass through this performance was by going through the orchestra seat chairs. Each chair had a violin tucked under the leg of each chair and looked like they belonged to others that were not present or playing in the concert. I remember that every violin was white chocolate dipped cookie creme Oreo colored. And of course I weave through all of them just fine until the very last one, which I trip over. I didn't break the violin (at first) when I sat in the chair closest to it and started to correct what I had did. There seemed to be an orchestra teacher in the empty row in front of me. She didn't seem terribly mad at me, and I remember wanting to leave the impression on her that I knew what I was doing. The small violin had a name on it, first and last written on its side. I can't really remember the name but I definitely saw a full name there. I think the first one was either Kevin or Derek. Every time I would try and put the violin in a resting position the teacher she would object to how I had it and made me try again. She blurted out two names of my incorrect positioning. Only one of them I remember, "The Dead Draenei" wtf So I try and make all of this right by putting it exactly as the others. I noticed the violin had five strings (it traditionally has four) and two of them on the left just broke from me handling it. I couldn't remember how to re-string instruments as my teacher in school had always done it for me so I was *****ed. After giving up, I put it back in place and went about my way. It was at this point I remember I needed some certain somethings for my apartment. I went into several stores, and every one had my friend Jason working at each one. Except he looked thinner and older. He also laughed at everything I did around the stores he worked in. Eventually I scored this really small wheeled footstool in one of the stores. It was really low to the ground and I started using it as a skateboard around the mall. I was coming up to some steps in a very particular hallway in the mall that is shaped like it was in real life. There are only four or so steps there. Stacey and I think Kayla (Could have been Krista) were walking next to each other going the opposite way. Either way, they're all *****s. So I squat down low and jump up and over the steps. The footstool thing stuck to my knee and I was able to ollie up over them and land on the footstool and keep going. Stacey looked back and shouted, "Nice!" I replied, "Ain't nothing" and kept rolling over to my destination. The place I went to used to be a type of toy store. In real life, it seems like a cursed spot in the mall. It's always changing into something else, somewhat annually. I forget what it currently is now. In my dream, it was an electronics store like Best Buy or Gamestop, though it looked more of the toy store it used to be. And yes, Jason worked there. So I do this weird behind the leg hackey sack kick to the stool and it shoots out from under my foot and lands face up halfway into a small box next to the front entrance. Jason laughed at me. It was really too smooth. So at this point, the mall was threatening to close. I remember searching fast for what I wanted. Something to do with Wolverine or whatever? The X-Men, I really wasn't sure...just that I vividly knew the cover and thought it was a video game. I panicked as the store was closing and looking hard for this game. Nothing looked like what I wanted. After searching slow and thoroughly and not finding it, I go to the book section directly next to it, and I see a hardback that looks exactly what I'm searching for, but I dismiss it saying, "Nah, it cannot be a book." I remember around here I saw two people I knew and one that was made up. Devin from my high school days whom I still keep in touch with, and Luke from work who recently divorced and left Alaska. The third guy was a totally made up guy was this stocky short but really muscular dude, who to my knowledge doesn't exist in real life. He looked really windburned, having very red and blotchy/bumpy skin that you normally get when you're fair skinned and have worked out. He also at first had some kind of breathing receptacle on over his mouth, which kinda reminded me of Bane but it seemed more box-type cylinder-esque, like a gas mask. Devin and Luke were talking to each other. They don't know each other as far as I know. They saw me and made mention of what I was looking for. I really don't remember what they said, but Luke tried to get my attention to catch up. Instead, I chime into their conversation with a reply that I also really don't remember, but it had like a self-pitiful tone to it. That's when the made-up guy takes the mask off and he says, "Well, can't blame the hot ones for how ugly they are." After that, I placed him as Alissa's ex (though he doesn't really exist IRL) and I knew who he was talking about, and what he meant by it. I followed him out of the store and was trying to regain his attention. Saying "Hey, you're Mike right? You dated Alissa before me?" He spun around while still walking forward and gave me this big handshake, but continued walking. I follow him and I'm getting this friendly brotherly vibe about him and after what he said, I wanted to acquaint myself better. I call him Mike again and he says, "Actually it's Matt." Which makes sense, I always *****ing mistake those two names for each other. Before I know it, he's gone, Devin's gone, Luke's gone, Jason's gone, and I'm outside the store and it's all locked up. I go to retrieve my footstool skateboard and somebody had already taken it to go put it back. Epic fail. That's when I realized I wasn't looking for any *****ing X-Men game. I needed a USB to micro USB cord so I can recharge my prepaid drug dealer flip phone and Tablet in my apartment. Fuck. And I wake up.
2018-01-31 10:27:09
When it started I was with I think my family, and maybe friends. We were in a bathroom or basement it was confusing, but it was dirty with quite a few doors. We were definitely hiding from bad guys, and I know they had weapons, and I think we did but I don’t remember. The bad guys broke in, and I was like “no thanks” so I somehow managed to run up the stairs behind them. Then all of a sudden I was in my car with my dad, driving on the road by my house. We were still running from the bad guys, and I asked him which way to turn. He yelled “ocean drive.” That’s for sure not a road but I turned left, like I was going to Grand Forks. In Go Karts they drive slow if there’s too much weight in them, and I distinctly remember having that feeling during this dream. We were driving on like a four lane interstate packed to the brim with traffic, and I was worried we were going to get caught because my dad was weighing the car down! I also remember telling my dad that it’d be nicer if we were on a motorcycle because then we could zip between all the other cars easier, since they’re smaller. We got to a place that was like a worship area for people who were members of ISIS, but a lot of people I talk to were there. I was almost like a journalist or undercover spy of sorts because we were trying to see what their plan was. When it got to be night I got Alyssa and told her they were going to find out so we had to go now. On our way out I stopped to talk to some other people I know and tell them we were leaving if they wanted to come with. They stayed. We got to the parking lot and I realized we didn’t have a vehicle. Alyssa had somehow snagged the keys to a very fancy, new, expensive looking white truck. We got in the truck and she said “See? This is perfect, because it can do this!” and she drove over like 8 curbs, that were steps down to the road. I remember feeling guilty and asking if this was alright. As we drove away, the owner of the truck came out of the building and was like “What the heck?!” I didn’t know what to do because I didn’t want to steal the truck, so I texted my mom and explained to her that we had stolen a truck but for a good reason. When we were driving someone else I know saw us and was very confused as to when we got this nice of a truck.
2017-12-05 10:13:45
When it started I was with I think my family, and maybe friends. We were in a bathroom or basement it was confusing. We were definitely hiding from bad guys, and I know they had weapons, and I think we did but I don’t remember. The bad guys broke in, and I was like “no thanks” so I somehow managed to run up the stairs behind them. Then all of a sudden I was in my car with my dad, driving on the road by my house. We were still running from the bad guys, and I asked him which way to turn. He yelled “ocean drive.” That’s for sure not a road but I turned left, like I was going to Grand Forks. In Go Karts they drive slow if there’s too much weight in them, and I distinctly remember having that feeling during this dream. We were driving on like a four lane interstate packed to the brim with traffic, and I was worried we were going to get caught because my dad was weighing the car down! I also remember telling my dad that it’d be nicer if we were on a motorcycle because then we could zip between all the other cars easier, since they’re smaller. We got to a place that was like a worship area for people who were members of ISIS, but a lot of people I talk to were there. I was almost like a journalist or undercover spy of sorts because we were trying to see what their plan was. When it got to be night I got Alyssa and told her they were going to find out so we had to go now. On our way out I stopped to talk to some other people I know and tell them we were leaving if they wanted to come with. They stayed. We got to the parking lot and I realized we didn’t have a vehicle. Alyssa had somehow snagged the keys to a very fancy, new, expensive looking white truck. We got in the truck and she said “See? This is perfect, because it can do this!” and she drove over like 8 curbs, that were steps down to the road. I remember feeling guilty and asking if this was alright. As we drove away, the owner of the truck came out of the building and was like “What the heck?!” I didn’t know what to do because I didn’t want to steal the truck, so I texted my mom and explained to her that we had stolen a truck but for a good reason. When we were driving someone else I know saw us and was very confused as to when we got this nice of a truck.
2017-12-05 10:10:09
I was incarcerated with four women in a dormitory. A male officer said " go and wash your feet "
2017-12-04 22:21:09
The first part of my dream went like this. I was a sheriff's deputy driving on a dirt road when suddenly I stopped at a train yard, just outside the main entrance of it which was closed off by a wire gate. To my right were three sandstone pillars with small squares set into them. When I looked at them four chuckles appeared inside the circles as if some invisible hand was drawing them. Out of nowhere a car I recognized but couldn't remember where it was from blasted through the gate and hit a red train car from the side. I don't know why but I got this extremely hostile feeling and I drove up and rammed the other car from behind, trapping the driver there. A few moments of us playing reverse tug of war and suddenly the train car tips over and completely crushes the other car, a pool of blood appearing beneath the driver side. There was a small window near the top of the train car where many people's hands were trying to reach out. Their hands were gray and dirty in color. The very next thing I remember was now I was a German Shepherd with an injured front leg. The only reason I know that is because as the German Shepard half of my experience was in third person and the other half was first person. My experience as a cop was all first person. Anyway, three really dirty, gray skinned men show up. Im still in the train yard, just inside of some sort of two story warehouse. The outside was made out of some rusting sheet metal while the inside rooms and floors were made out of what looked like fresh plywood. The three men are pushing and shoving their way up some stairs frantically, and I follow them with my injured leg. They mention something about staying in the light or "they'll" get you, so I decided to take that advice to heart even though they weren't even talking to me. There were small lit candles just up the stairs that surprisingly illuminated about a meter's worth of *****e very brightly. The three men disappeared or simply went out of sight while I went towards the candles. By now I'm in one corner of the warehouse. To my right I'm looking inwards towards an empty room with a candle that's illuminating it entirely and I suddenly feel freezing cold. I bolt into that room as fast as I can and huddle into a corner. Just as I turn back around I see a long, scrawny hand and arm laying just outside my room, followed by a huge, dense cloud of fog. I'm in a third person view right now, and can see hundreds of similar hands, each with long needle like claws protruding from the finger tips. I start panicking and then I wake up.
2017-11-19 07:56:00
I just had the weirdest dream. So I dreamed of small four black rats much like the ones in the Cinderella story.They were helping me and they were my pets. Usually in real life I wouldn't go anywhere near rats, but in the dream I was glad to know they were helping me. Anyways things had started to go south soon enough. Someone (i don't remember who. The dream is kind of fading away now) warned me about the rats and influenced me to kill them. But I remember arguing with that person because I didn't enjoy the idea of killing an animal. However, I did it anyways in the end. After seeing the rats eat and just when the night got darker and everyone was drifting off to bed, I ended up successfully suffocating the rats with a white pillow. For some reason I felt relief because whatever danger was coming that I was told about was now over. But then the rats came back as ghost after the lights turned on. They were angry and haunting me and threatening to nibble at my feet. For some reason I thought that if I pretended to mourn over their death they would leave me alone. It worked or it didn't because I don't remember much now. I woke up very quickly after that feeling very confused and disturbed. I never have a dream like this so I'm kind of weirded out now and I was hoping to know what this means.
2017-10-25 02:18:59


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