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Post by Admin on Feb 7, 2024 23:33:14 GMT
Hello, for all time i used to check webpage posts here early in the dawn, for the reason that i like to gain knowledge of more and more.  |
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Post by Admin on Feb 24, 2024 14:55:30 GMT
![]() Had a dream, one I woke up from of course, that I won the jackpot, at a slot machine Had a dream I won the jackpot, at a slot machine, it was wonderful, so many coins kept pouring out, it had to be at least $50,000 or more, but sadly, as coins pouring out, I woke up. I woke up to nothing but myself in bed, and a smile on me face, that aside, I'm still gonna play the lottery and lotto today, I mean why not. If I lose, well, I'm already a loser anyways. |
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Post by Admin on Apr 15, 2024 15:35:57 GMT
Before I woke up, was in a dream, looking at self in a mirror, in a room I lived in as a youth.
Daytime, very bright out and I was admiring myself in the mirror.
I was tall, lean, and looked sexy to self, and then got sad cause I realize I've spent the majority of my adult life around those who could care the less.
I felt like I'd wasted my whole, or best part of my life, in the company of losers, ect.
I started crying to self in the dream, and then woke up.
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Post by Admin on Jun 11, 2024 13:55:07 GMT
Woke up earlier, then fell back asleep...then while asleep, dreamed I was back in old place...my previous space, apartment...it was still gutted do to fire and water damage, but not as bad as in real life.
I felt so at home there, and in the dream was rummaging through stuff, and was confused about if, after renovated, I'd be able to move back.
It wasn't a sad, but nor a happy dream...just a dream, I suppose, of a place that had been my home for 12 plus years, that's now no more.
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Post by Admin on Jun 15, 2024 8:01:12 GMT
Had a bunch of odd dreams, and last one ending with me back upstairs, as an adult, in the Albion home I grew up in...up there with my sister, as it was like 4 am, and was preparing for bed, but then grabbed my sister, like how you carry someone, and was intending to have ____ with them, but woke up instead...wow.
We don't even really get along or talk anymore, so not sure why that would occur.
And right before that, we were downstairs in same home, and it was more like a music studio/home, and my deceased father was interacting with us, and some other younger guy, who I do actually know, just met, their personality manifested in dream but as a slightly different character, and everyone was showing off their singing and other artistic talents...I'm the only one who didn't really have any, yet it seemed I was the most important one, cause everyone sorta kept trying to impress me.
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Then I woke up and realized I don't know nothing, at my age, I know nothing about music, or audio, or cameras, not on a professional level anyways...and that scared me, cause I'm going down this new path in life, and really only have one shot to succeed.
Writing, or a passion for writing, is really the only skill I have.
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Post by Admin on Jun 26, 2024 14:19:43 GMT
Dreams
Many in between dreams, but the two or 3 that stand out are.
1. The house of the infected.
This dream seemed to go on forever, being trapped in a large older victorian multi story type of house or mansion, with infected 'others', or people, of all ages.
They were more like the infected/zombies of 'REC', that movie.
Yep, the zombies in this dream were a combo type of zombie/infected/possessed.
And it's one thing to watch them on TV, it's another thing to actually be getting chased by them in a dream, which feels real, of course.
These things were ruthless, yet still had a ounce of humanity in them, which made them feel even more scary.
In situations like that, it's all about personal survival...I mean if you have to close a door suddenly, to keep zombies out, and if someone didn't make it, oh well...type of survival thing kicks in.
Even the youth were posessed and infected...one sequence had a bunch of youth running down hallway towards the door, but we shut it...in real life I'm sure they'd of just knocked the down down, but in this dream the infected were fierce, but weren't all that bright.
2. Another dream that stood out was me lost in the downtown of some large city, and some homeless lady began showing me around and the way out...and in doing so took me through like an abandoned arena type place where everyone there owned a pit bull. Pitbulls and their homeless or down trodden owners were everywhere.
In real life, I really don't like pit bull dogs, or their owners, to be honest...but you do see them everywhere in urban areas.
To me, insecure people own pit bulls, the more inssecure the person, the larger the pit bull usually is.
And well, that's enough dream talk for now.
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Post by Admin on Jul 15, 2024 13:11:39 GMT
Dreamed young vibrant white people moved in next or with me
Dreams often lack sense, no exception here.
Was living in like some bright, open occupancy type of two story enclosed structure.
I was like in the common area and looking out the front window when saw all these younger college aged white folks scurrying about. Then I realized they were moving in, a bunch of them.
And at the same time my urban bred and raised black neighbors were moving out.
Number one, I couldn't believe it was happening, but when I did realize what was happening I felt happier...why?
Cause the younger college aged white folks were
1. Sexy
2. Healthy
3. Happy
4. Hopeful
5. Playful
6. Responsible
7. Safe
Where as my urban raised black neighbors were
1. Shy
2. Quiet
3. anti social
4. Fat and short
5. withdrawn
6. Serious
7. No fun
It was like night and day.
The white youth just seemed so much happier, nice and friendly compared to the urban B younger people who were just like under the spell of 'rap music' and violence and suspicion.
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Post by Admin on Jul 27, 2024 17:23:09 GMT
Dreamed I was walking around with the younger version of Kirk Cameron I had a dream that I was walking around with Kirk Cameron. Him and his TV dad were on lower level of mall for some kind of public awareness campaign, but hardly no one was there so they begin to leave. It was like for cats or something...but Nancy Peloski and I think Dian Finstein were there also. In the dream Nancy had a fasination with stray cats and would hang out with the cats in the shelter over official duties. But anyways, yeah, when Kirk and his TV dad, who was on crutches, begin to leave, I followed them, and the sceneri turned into an open field to which I told him 'hey, I'm in film school', as a way of getting their attention. I then asked for some advice...and later on I found a older cell phone, like a black berry kind, but it still worked, and I showed them. And they also were trying to type my film school into google, but nothing came up...I told them to type the film school and 'Warren G', the rapper, cause he was a famous alumni... Then after that I wanted a photo with him before he left so others would no I wasn't making it up. And for some odd reason, a guy named Koloff, a former shipmate of mine, was there and I asked him to take the photo of us walking together with my phone or tablet.. After fumbling around he took two pics, I looked at them and was satisfied...but then started to wake up and had that realization feeling of knowing I couldn't transfer my photo of him into the real wake up world. So, the next best thing is to write about it here.
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Post by Admin on Aug 15, 2024 12:33:50 GMT
Dreamed after I parked my car on some sloping hill/street, after dark in a side city street, that as I walked away and turned around, cause there were lots of shady people on the streets, that I noticed not for from my car, a group had gathered, and they had a white guy pinned to the ground, a young white guy, early 20's.
And I kept hearing a thumping sound, and then realized they were kicking his head like a football. It was the most dreadful of sounds, like they were trying to kill him by kicking him in the head...thump, thump, thump.
The guys doing it were totally heartless. And further up where I was, everyone was just standing around, on their cell phones, and doing nothing.
So finally I walked closer and told them to stop doing that...and one of the guys was like 'Huh, what, mind your own business'...and then they were like 'Oh yeah, and what are you going to do about it?'
It was like a dark skinned Italian or mediteranian guy with a hat on.
I was nervous and all I said aloud from across the street was 'Hey, I'm a cop'....then I realized that was the wrong thing to say cause once they found out I was lying, my punishment from not just them, but those standing around on the street, would be even worse.
So, I woke up just then.
But then after waking up, I wish I had said 'I'll stab you in the heart', and do so fearlessly to put the fear in them, instead of me.
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But yeah, I realized lying about who I was was a big mistake, cause if you say you're a cop, and don't immedietly pull out handcuffs or get on a radio and call for back up, and or if other cops don't suddenly show up, now once they realize you're lying, it's over.
Sadly, in real life, people do get beat mercilessly, like the young lad in the dream, they get beat, kicked in the head until unconscious or dead, you see videos like this all the time on social media....I don't watch them. I don't like seeing grown men fight.
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Post by Admin on Sept 22, 2024 12:22:32 GMT
Weird dreams last night...but when are dreams not weird, that's why they're dreams.
I just remember the ending of a few.
1. Part of some weird self mutilating cult or something...or at least those in that old two story wooden house had that mentality. And while upstairs looking down into a kitchen, at night, it was just understood that I was to chop off my ____, to affirm something...not sure what.
I think everyone else had done something similar...I looked down at my ____, was about to, but just changed my mind, cause it's like the group was breaking up anyways so I figured, well, if this group is ending, why should I damage myself for nothing.
Well, that didn't sit well with some...then phase two of that ending sequence began.
2. It was dark, again, this is taking place in a rural country setting...like mid-western states area.
There was 3 of us, one guy was from the inside, and they were the one after me...the 3rd guy/man was up on and inside a pick up truck bed...I remember handing them a shot gun and saying 'Keep an eye on them, if they move, shoot them'.
Not sure if I said that or implied that.
I went inside, it was still dark...to recover, not sure what..I think to recover the shotgun, but then realized the guy in the p/u truck already had it.
That's when some short demonic 'Speigal', from lord of the rings type of entity ran up to the glass door and was trying to slide it upon, but the door was rigged locked, but I could tell it was a matter of time before they or it got in.
It was dark, so from my point of view, I could just see the silluette of the demonic creature, just a short deformed black figure with long wirery arms, it basically looked like a short angry demon that specifically was coming after me.
I felt totally trapped, I had no where to go...I tried getting out through another sliding door in the back, but it to had the same lock on it, and then started moving that dream sluggish slow.
By this time I'm sure that angry demonic creature was inside, and that's about the time I made my exit, by waking up.
And went from that hellish situation in my dream, to the hellish situation in my real awake world.
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