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I had this dream last night, i woke up three times and still went back to the same basic dream. I have been searching for an answer as to why this dream has stuck.. I rarely remember my dreams but this one, this one is different! To begin the main characters were me and this man who through various scenes in the dream i found we were madly in love, but this love was deep it was pure it left me speechless. It was once in a lifetime and i cant shake the feeling that is important. Anyways we were in love and towards the end we were planning to get married. And for some reason his eyes were dominant for the entire dream, they were blue. I had a picture of what he looked like, a basic image and although i called his name in the dream i was unable to recall it.. Its kinda strange i would try to remember his name in the dream but could only recall it at the end..by the way i have never seen this man or his face.. Im going to call him blue eyes.. The dream begins with a gloomy grey house, it was very large and me and Blue Eyes were there.. We were being chased by something i couldn't see and we began to fly to escape. I got stuck and somehow was unable to make myself rise higher in the sky, but then He saves me. Then the dream shifts and we are driving through my home town in a huge 18 wheeler and we come to a construction on a hill and being inpatient Blue eyes drives on the side of the hill, still in the Semi, and we are sideways on this hill and i was terrified and stuck to his side and he maneuvers the construction zone and misses all wholes and craters! Then the dream shifts and we arrive at this home that strangely resembles my Aunts old home but it was more lavish and larger.. I was thinking of a baby while we were walking the porch and we come to a swing in which my grandfather (papa henry) who is dead in real life, is sitting with a woman i don't recognize.. I ask my father who i am estranged with why he is here and he says its just what it is.. Following that a huge ball or dance is taking place in the house and a huge woman accuses me of messing up the music i walk to another room to discuss it with her and my mother, who i has never been constant in my life, shows up and defends me.. I walk away and go in search of my beloved all the while thinking of a baby.. I come to this room with just a chest in it and i open it to find something left for me by my dead grandfather, it was odd because it was a chest my grandmother on my moms side whom i was raised by, owned. I left with a piece of the gift and went back searching.. I came upon my mother and questioned her about the box and why i was never given it.. She gets angry and says she is leaving which is typical of her and i just wanted to leave. I head to the terrace on the roof and find my mother and her mother( the one who raised me) arguing and i ask have they seen ..... ( this the point in which i call his real name but i only have the lasting impression of his name).. My grandmother points to the side of the roof and he stands at the bottom arms crossed and with an angry face. She says he was threatening to turn my mom in for something ( she has a history of being in prison) and i new they were lying because anytime in real life they have always caused problems when it comes to me meeting new people and the ones i love.. I simply tell them to turn around an not look back because i was going to jump off the terrace into his arms which i somehow knew he would catch me, but also i was still capable of flying/floating.. I jump and land in his arms and i knew he was innocent and he was only trying to protect me then they( my mom and grandmother) come to the side of the terrace and ask how and i then let years f frustration out on them saying," this is typical of you, yall constantly do this and you would think you would learn.. Why cant you see that i am happy. Your just jealous and trying to ruin this.. If you want to be apart of my life, see us get married, have children then you will apologize to him and me.. You know how to reach me" then he kissed me and we left.. The dream ends with a sort of peaceful happiness and everything was as it should be.. Sorry for the length.. Thank you for your time. Im just looking for answers because this is a very personal dream and it has had a lasting impression all day..

I am somewhere trapped with my man and two of his kids we all escape and then we are separated me and the kids and him by himself . The next day we all meet up so we can see each other and decide what we r going to do . His ex wife meets up with us as well . Granted she was not held prisoner like us . We are at a park listening to music trying to figure out what to do dancing was going on. I notice my boyfriend had changed shirts and had been with his kids and ex . Then I wake up .

Once was a normal day Then found a familiar face We did somethings together but i noticed he changed one of our friends to a leaf bear "Nario" and tried to get me killed from it However i took out my sword and killed it with rapid sword swings I then realized that what i did was wrong and then decided to go home because it was my birthday But he wouldnt let me go and then turned into a rock that said "where are you going" and i replied, " leave me alone i want to be with my family for my birthday" and swung my sword out of fustration and created sword cuts on the rock. The rock then turned back to being normal. Then i went back to my family who had a sort of picnic outside. My family seemed to be a pack of swordsmen as well. All my friends were there and then i suddenly look on the pavement and things turned black and white i noticed that nuerons turn white on the pavement from my friends footsteps, music cued in witheveryone footstep creating an ominous boom. I then heard whispers from the familiar face saying, "You could have just asked" and other phrases. I then said "does anyone see that pack of neurons?" My aunt said yes and swung it with her sword and heard the familiar face man fall across onto our front yard. Then i heard it again the familiar face picking itself up and walking grudingly towards me and i said the words, "kill it" and my aunt swung viciously to my thought killing it but woke up the minute after.

I fell asleep at roughly 11:15 on Monday, which was much later than usual. I am wondering if the odd dream I had was in any way attributed to the disruption of my sleeping patterns. Perhaps as I recall these dreams over time, I will be able to conjure up something resembling an answer. Every once in awhile, there will be something that makes me fall in love with the human mind all over again—dreams are one of those things. They are the pictures I wish I could see with my mind in a conscious state. First of all, I don’t remember the dream in its entirety, and the parts I do remember are fuzzy and difficult to recall in details great or small. Before going to bed, I remember feeling embarrassed because I had fudged the name of my favorite Dodos album. I like being right—not in the obnoxious way that makes me correct everyone all the time, but in the way that makes me feel silly when I make mistakes. Trudging forward, I had asked a friend, Kaveh, what his all-time favorite album was. I knew what it was the first time we were friends, but I wanted to see if time had changed his answer. In my days at Purdue, my favorite way to talk to someone new was to ask him or her about music. Naturally, one of our first conversations, and probably the only one that I remember so clearly, started with the same question on which our communication ended last night. Back then it was Beep Beep’s “Business Casual,” which, as it turns out, hasn’t changed. The funny thing about “all-time favorites,” is that I don’t think people understand that the “all-time” makes their response very important since this is, essentially, the end all be all of your favorite _____________. My mind is scattered, and so it is only appropriate that the writing of my thoughts follow suit. Back to my dream, though. As I mentioned, the details are quite difficult to recall. They enter into the visual part of my mind in little snippets, like in movies when there are flashbacks that are supposed to all of a sudden bring you to this great understanding. I have not reached this understanding yet. I remember the overall color of the dream was blue—it was almost like there was a blue neon sign outside the window of the room I called “bedroom.” I remember being aware that the apartment that I was in was one that I lived in previously, during my time at Purdue. The carpet was the same, I remember that much. The layout of the room, though, was entirely different. A much smaller version of where I once lived. My bed was near the window and it was raining. My blankets were like white, fluffy clouds. I like to think that it was the white pillowy down comforter I have always wanted. At least in my dreams I am comfortable. It was raining outside, which I enjoyed when I found upon coming back to reality that it actually was raining. In the dream it was raining big, full drops. The beads of water made a beautiful pattern on the window—I remember admiring them. I have always loved watching rain on windows. When I was little, I used to sit in the recliner by the window in our living room and pretend the drops of water were racing each other. I didn’t have many friends. That’s beside the point. I remember feeling like I was having a conversation with someone, but I was alone. The next sequence of events is most likely out of order. Maybe as I read over them upon completion I will notice what needs to be rearranged. I noticed that my phone lit up. This part, I think, was brought on by the fact that prior to actually falling asleep, I had texted someone and fell asleep before getting a response. In my dream, it was Kaveh (it was in the world of consciousness as well). It related vaguely to what we were talking about before I drifted off, but there was something unrelated to what we were discussing. I don’t remember what the extra part was, but I remember enjoying it. The details here are quite fuzzy, and at this point the dream skipped around a lot. Maybe I was drifting in and out of sleep; maybe my mind is telling me not to remember. I often times think that our rational minds are waging war with their emotional counterparts. At the dream’s conclusion, or really just the last part that I remember before waking up, it was still raining quite a bit—I think that it had picked up significantly. There was lightning, which made the room light up for fractions of a second. I couldn’t see very well because of the flashing light. I felt confused. There was someone in my bed, but I don’t know who it was. I gave them a hug before they ended up there—a friendly hug that makes me think it was someone I already knew. I can’t recall their face.

I was hanging with my sister brother daughter and my dead uncle and he dead wife, there were people everywhere music plays the building was haunted.we my daughter and I went to restroom so did my sis I was about to grab something from small talble things fell some girl said restroom was haunted I also saw pregnant girl in rr, then we went to resturant in building my brother sister uncle aunt were sitting at table with pitcher a beer my daughter and I joined them.then I realized and I said uncle aunt u guys are deadmy sister said yes its a dream you are really in ur room sleeping.then I said awe I told my uncle aunt that I missed them and hugged them my uncle said to me keep having fun.then I woke up and asked myself where am I.iwas of course sin my boyfriend condo.

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