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I don't know where I was but I had to dissect fish or something weird like that but there was some guy there who I guess was a roommate of mine? But I didn't have a fish so they gave me a human corpse and I had to deal with it and get rid of it and had it in this guys sleeping bag and it was rotting and smelt like. In my dream I could literally smell rotting flesh. It was gross. But then i don't know where I was but some girl like 8 years old maybe had a bunch of animals like living ones but they were all miniature and one was a platypus the size of my finger and there was itty bitty hedgehogs and then others and then she was freaking out cuz the Mini giraffes were lost and I couldn't help so I left after wanting to take all the animals cuz they were so cute and then I finally made it back to the beach area by the hotel and I found that guy again and he wanted his sleeping bag back but I told him it was still gross cuz that night I had to wash it I was drugged or something and just about killed this guy because he scared me and I forgot I washed it and put it out to dry until i got back to the room then my room changed and the shower was by the window so you walk in and there's the two beds the table and dresser then shower so there's not any walls but there's a massive curtain so I took a shower then after all it the room chaged so there was two adjoining rooms and all the people could get it and so I was in a towel with all these people in the room and I was like you need to leave. And they wouldn't so I was like uh. Ok? Weird. Then I woke up

I'm in a house that looks like my friend's, but in my dream, she doesn't own the house. a group of my friends is there, but i cant remember their faces. i ask where the host of this get together is, but my friends tell me maybe its best if i don't see him; he's mad with me. he is not seen for the whole dream, but I walk around in anger looking for him to ask why he doesn't want to speak with me. all the same, my friends tell me to give up. i go back into the main room and everyone has their shirts off, and each person has a tattoo. i look down and notice that i'm covered in triangle tattoos (i want a tattoo of a triangle on my wrist). I panic and head into another room where there is an empty stroller, with a toddler next to it who looks like me. i play with the toddler while being comforted by one of my friends. then i wake up.

My dream started off with me walking into an eerie dark small warehouse building. When I walked in I saw the most beautiful girl, who wasn't anyone I know or have seen in waking life. She welcomed me like a hostess at a restaurant but the place seemed empty. I followed her towards the back when she warned me to stay out of the sight of this guy, who was walking around like an unresponsive zombie (in the dream seemed like a boyfriend of hers maybe?). I went to the back with her where we started fooling around but no sex. Later there were about 10 people and half were gorgeous women about my age (20-23). I asked another one of the girls if she wanted to have sex randomly and she seemed excited to say yes. Another steamy naked foreplay scene came with this second woman. Then we returned to the room of people which now was about 30 people, all college aged like a party. I found Redskins Quarterback Robert Griffin III and began talking football with him (one of my favorite things in waking life). I looked over and saw both of the girls I had experiences with sitting next to each other and I proceeded to ask them if they wanted to get together just the 3 of us. They said of course (one of my waking life fantasies) but i got distracted by flashing cop lights outside. There was a cop waiting for the people of the party to exit the building. We all sat in this large empty room just waiting for this cop to leave. Small conversation around the whole room continued while we all waited. I tried to find the 2 women of my dreams (LOL) but as I searched, I woke up and the dream was over. The two women seemed like girls I had created in my mind because I didn't recognize either one but now as I think back to this dream I still find myself trying to figure out who they were

I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

I'm at work and there aren't any lights on even though we are open. My friend comes in and buys clams and for some reason I couldn't say the price right. The boy who was bagging for me was getting mad at me. Then my old gym teacher walks in and says i know what you did.Then this guy i haven't seen in three years appears and starts defending me. Then my gym teacher said are you still playing basketball with that Prackup girl and i tell her no. Then we end up in the break room except it was turned into this bouncy house. Then my gym teacher falls cries and then leaves. This guy is really mad at me and when i ask him why he tells me maybe when i can read the signs he wouldn't be so mad then he left.

The Dream appeard to take place in our family home...Everyone seemd to enter from the front door and through the den into the family and Kitchen area..My (Passed June 2010) father entered carrying a plate with foil over it as he would if he were going to someones house for a get together brining food we acknolowedged each other hugged and shook hands.. he continured to move about ...My Uncle Tom (passed away in the May 1985) walked through and around the room looked over at me acknowledged me noddeed his head smiled and moved on... my Uncle Rich (Passed Aug 2012) walked through the room looked at me seemd to be a little angry at me but smirked and nodded his head....then My Mother came (Passed 2/18/99) She was wearing a Scotch Print Wool Skirt and jacket, I remember this suit on her when I was young maybe in the early 1970's... I saw her I hugged her and I begain to cry ..and say "I just Didn't Know ..I just didn't Know"...I was then confronted with a girl I knew as a child she was my sisters age he name was Michelle Blakney and I really never had more than a passign Hello relations hip with her as she was much older and I was her younger sistes age...She approached me and told me things would be fine and that "He is waitng at the hotel for you all to meet with him" I remember her huggin my head as I was crying...I then Woke up....I later found out that Michelle had Died last year ..I did not know that at the time. I then woke up.. I felt as if there was some place I need to go and relized where I was. The Room this all took place in seemd to be well lit not dark not scary.. I was never afraid only felt happy I could see them all...

I was at HGK, South Molton youth center. it looked fairly normal, Just a bit bigger and cleaner. Ell was there, I didn’t want to see her and kept running away and avoiding her, everyone else was on skates, scooters and bikes so they were all faster than me. Eventually Josh took me away from HGK to a busy familiar expensive looking market with cafes and restaurants cluttered together. I felt very out of place and poor when walking through, I also noticed everyone was looking at me and giggling. Josh was hungry so he went inside New Culture revolution, I had no money though, I told him I had none and he just left me standing outside. I felt I had been dumped so I stood waiting for him to come back but reality hit me and I realized he was never coming back to meet me. I started walking away from the chinese restaurant when I bumped into a young business man, he asked to take me to a cafe but I once again said I had no money. But the young man (in his late 20s) just held my hand and took me to a fine looking cafe (like a Laduree). He ordered me a delicious looking chocolate moose and cup of tea. I felt that over the time we were sitting together in the cafe that he had become my master, maybe proposed to me even. When we were done he paid for the stuff and we got up and started walking, I got lost as I was walking (although the place seemed very familiar, like chelsea). I thought about Josh and felt sad but this was soon drowned out with the urge to have a lollipop. I went up to the Maison Blanc window and saw the lollipops that I had eaten so often as a child (the lollipops that you could only buy in Maison Blanc and Trotters, both of which can only be found in rich areas of London) and pressed my hands against the window, but realizing I had no money I started to walk away from the shop when my all of a sudden my owner/husband had bought me a cherry lollipop. I smiled at him then woke up.

My mom was going up one escalator and i was going up another one side by side. I wanted her to come over to my escalator so i reached over and grabbed her arms to drag/pull her over to me. i was holding her and she fell down a hole between the escalators. the hole was not deep maybe 20 feet. she landed and was knocked out but she was speaking. i can look down at her and she was complaining about her neck but she straightened her neck out. i feel terrible i was not able to hold my mother and she fell. what does this mean?

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