Weird dreams.

[Smart_Guy]

Actually, that was me in your dream.
I just happened to be wearing leather, & carrying a whip.

Btw, the safe word is still "tryphosphopyridine"

No... no no no no no, NOOOOO!

$@^%*!!*#%$

 

[DawudTalut]

I love weird dreams. Even those making me cry (for real). Dunno why lately I had some of those. They made me cry and wake up crying like a baby missing its mom

maybe eating (drinking qahwa) just before sleep time or stomach problem.

 

[Smart_Guy]

maybe eating (drinking qahwa) just before sleep time or stomach problem.

I do eat a lot before I sleep sometimes that I don't stop until I feel my stomach is about to explode!

 

[DawudTalut]

I do eat a lot before I sleep sometimes that I don't stop until I feel my stomach is about to explode!

1=at least 2 hour gap is required for health.
2=message from stomach goes to brain now I am full, if that is not well working, one continues to eat....over weight will follow and other related health issues.
Good wishes.

 

[Revoltingest]

Last nite I dreamed I had $140,000 in cash (all Benjamins),
I was a young Asian (cultural appropriation?), & I had a ray
gun which made my whiskers grow extremely rapidly.

I really liked the money part.

 

[Holdasown]

So last night I dreamt that I was watching television with my family, and the show that came on was from the 70's called "Rosco", starring this asian kid who lives at a group home for the mentally disabled. It starts off with him and his housemates out in a wooded area with their caretaker, who tasks them to clear an old, overgrown cemetery of weeds and overgrowth. He hands out machetes to the other housemates, but hands Rosco a katana, then a laugh track is cued. I shake my head and turn off the tv, upon doing this I find myself standing in front of the actual cemetery that was on the show, but now it's night and foggy. There is a group of people standing nearby listening to a radio, over which they hear a flight attendant shouting and scolding panicked passengers, and she spoke with a sort of "urban" accent; i.e. "You best set yo *** back down in yo seat!". As this was happening we see this very airliner flying overhead with flames coming from the engines. One of the people listening to the radio turned to the rest of the group and says "With the tombstones glowing in the moonlight, they'll see the cemetery and try to make an emergency landing in it. We need to get a good distance away." They immediately begin to run in different directions and disappear into the foggy, dark woods. I look up again to see the jet bank sharply and then dive steeply downward into the cemetery. I wake up at this point.

I rarely remember my dreams. Even rarer are they as vivid and detailed as this one was. They're usually far more random and incoherent than what this was. Also, yeah, it wasn't very PC.

Asians tend to honor their dead. Cleaning the cemetery and the head stones guiding the landing. The Dead need something or a place of rest is being disturbed? Don't know if that means anything but I tend to view dreams via my spiritual path.

 

[JoshuaTree]

So last night I dreamt that I was watching television with my family, and the show that came on was from the 70's called "Rosco", starring this asian kid who lives at a group home for the mentally disabled. It starts off with him and his housemates out in a wooded area with their caretaker, who tasks them to clear an old, overgrown cemetery of weeds and overgrowth. He hands out machetes to the other housemates, but hands Rosco a katana, then a laugh track is cued. I shake my head and turn off the tv, upon doing this I find myself standing in front of the actual cemetery that was on the show, but now it's night and foggy. There is a group of people standing nearby listening to a radio, over which they hear a flight attendant shouting and scolding panicked passengers, and she spoke with a sort of "urban" accent; i.e. "You best set yo *** back down in yo seat!". As this was happening we see this very airliner flying overhead with flames coming from the engines. One of the people listening to the radio turned to the rest of the group and says "With the tombstones glowing in the moonlight, they'll see the cemetery and try to make an emergency landing in it. We need to get a good distance away." They immediately begin to run in different directions and disappear into the foggy, dark woods. I look up again to see the jet bank sharply and then dive steeply downward into the cemetery. I wake up at this point.

I rarely remember my dreams. Even rarer are they as vivid and detailed as this one was. They're usually far more random and incoherent than what this was. Also, yeah, it wasn't very PC.

the folks with the machetes represent friends, the one with the katana represents a suicide attempt. the jet represents your spiritual freedom which has suddenly loses power. the urban accent indicates you feel enslaved, earthbound rather than enlightened. you retreat diving into the cementary. tombstones glowing in the night mark many failed attempts to acheive enlightenment?

dreams are so weird.