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This is a rather strange reccuring dream Ive been having lately...its really quite wierd. The only reason Ive taken notice of it is that Ive had the dream (Not the same, but very similar) for three nights now.
Basicaly, everybody is wearing what looks like Union uniforms from the American Civil War, and bearing black powder rifles, all the standard gear. Usualy theres about a dozen people around.
The environment looks more like World War One, with dry-ice fog effects. Mud and (sometimes) trenches.
One feature I think may just be randomness is the cardboard fortifications which show up on occasion.
My chief concern is the zombies.
They generaly show up about five to ten relative minutes into the 'scene', whereupon nasty fighting ensues. Generaly the cardboard barrier either mysteriously folded up or simply gone at this point.
Anyway, having fired my one shot I reach down to get a cartridge to reload, and find myself without the correct pouch, leaving me facing an angry zombie with a hole in its chest.
Another curious feature is that when a guy dies theres these sort of little ghosty thingies that appear and bite peopels ankles, these are generaly dispatched by hitting them with a rifle butt repeatedly.
This goes on for a bit, then I wake up.
Somehow, this sounds like a political thing.

Anybody got any ideas? No, I dont play Resident Evil, and Im not really interested in the Civil War. I dont subscribe to the theory that the Confederates used Necromancy in the Civil War and one of my ancestors is trying to contact me and inform me of this.
I didnt really recognize anybody either.

Anybody got any ideas? No, I dont play Resident Evil, and Im not really interested in the Civil War. I dont subscribe to the theory that the Confederates used Necromancy in the Civil War and one of my ancestors is trying to contact me and inform me of this.
I didnt really recognize anybody either.
Hmm. That would have been cool.

No, in seriousness, I have no idea what the heck that dream could be about.
Sorry...
:(

When I was a child I had a recurring dream about a little yellow dot who threw rye bread at me. Whole loaves! Sometimes he had a little yellow car. Once he had a little yellow dog. But always with the rye bread. Once he brought his multi-colored friends and they invaded my house. Your weird dream means nothing to me.

Yay for Confederate Zombie Nazis!

As for rye throwing dots...
Whatever. O_O

speaking of dreams, i have this dream where im standing in these sort of sun-god robes on top of a pyramid, and there are hundreds of naked women screaming and throwing little pickles at me.



why am i the only one whos seen that movie?

lay off the crack.

Yay for Confederate Zombie Nazis!

As for rye throwing dots...
Whatever. O_OIf it makes you feel any better, I know exactly why I had those dreams, so I'm not entirely insane.

Care to share?

Dontgonearthere, I can't help you. But I need some help too.

I had a dream that my family and I were walking through the downtown of my town. I, for some reason, got lost on the block that has a bank, a library, a post office, and a Masonic Temple. Anyway, about halfway down the block, I pick up a semi-auto AR-15. I shoot one shot at a monster truck that appeared out of nowhere. There is a cloud of dust, which settles, revealing that the truck turned into a pile of rubble. Two smiley faces roll past the wreckage. I then go the rest of the way down the block, then turn toward the library entrance, where, upon the approach to the library, my feet feel as if walking through mud. I am being followed by a psycho woman and someone who bears a striking resemblance to Oprah Winfrey. The psycho lady comes after me, screaming, "You Are My Son!", which I am not.

Then my parents come get me in our truck.

PLEASE, this one's been bugging me for years. Any ideas as to what it means?

Lay off the weed man, its really messing you up.

Lay off the weed man, its really messing you up.
I believe that was a bit uncalled for, as was your earlier comment of "Lay off the crack".

I believe that was a bit uncalled for, as was your earlier comment of "Lay off the crack".

not very creative either.

dont know what your dream means but i had a really vivid one a while back which terrified me , i was in my house with my hubby looking about and i saw a woman in the bathroom (hubby couldnt see her) i went into the bathroom and she was dead in the bath( sort of like the woman in the shining??) then i was in the living room and she was coming down the stairs she was screaming at me and i thought she was gonna kill me then i shut the door and she dissapeared next all my friends were in the room and we were playing music when my clock started to bang against the wall really hard and the plaster started to crack....................then i woke up i was soo scared that i needed the loo but didnt go for 3 hours till hubby woke up cos i refused to go into the bathroom alone !!! :confused:

The cardboard has something to do with an emotion that you lack. The one shot you had in the gun means you are running out of choices, and grabbing the wrong pouch is you trying to fix the problem and falling short or you think you can't do anything right. The ghost have to do with not wanting to lose something you think you might lose. The war has to do with a conflict in your mind that you can't solve without hurting someone. Thats all i could interpert, and it might not be accurate.

wow that was excellant well done you!!!!!

Care to share?I'm going to assume this was addressed to me, so I'm just gonna go ahead and answer it.

The yellow dot came around because I had a nightlight at the time, which, without my glasses on, looked like a fuzzy yellow dot. He threw rye bread at me because I hate rye bread. Uh, that's really about it. Now if someone could explain to me the recurring dream in which I had a pet mouse that was the size of my thumb (which was really small, as I was a child at the time), I'm all ears.

I'm going to assume this was addressed to me, so I'm just gonna go ahead and answer it.

The yellow dot came around because I had a nightlight at the time, which, without my glasses on, looked like a fuzzy yellow dot. He threw rye bread at me because I hate rye bread. Uh, that's really about it. Now if someone could explain to me the recurring dream in which I had a pet mouse that was the size of my thumb (which was really small, as I was a child at the time), I'm all ears.

all i can say is - rye bread sucks

evinsia---
you getting lost is a lacking in confidence. The walking next to the libary means your going towards knowledge or something like that and the including the bank means you want to save money only because walking means you are going towards a goal. The monster truck could repersent a problem and you shooting it with the gun means you are conquering it. You walking through mud is a hinderence on you life towards knowledge. The smiley faces could repersent friends or help you got. The physco lady could be someone who knows you but you don't know them and the scare you a little. Like i said before. It may not be too accurate but at least its something right?

evinsia---
you getting lost is a lacking in confidence. The walking next to the libary means your going towards knowledge or something like that and the including the bank means you want to save money only because walking means you are going towards a goal. The monster truck could repersent a problem and you shooting it with the gun means you are conquering it. You walking through mud is a hinderence on you life towards knowledge. The smiley faces could repersent friends or help you got. The physco lady could be someone who knows you but you don't know them and the scare you a little. Like i said before. It may not be too accurate but at least its something right?

man.. your good. mind if i post a dream, i have lots of bloody reoccuring ones. i just wanna post the last one i had.

I'm going to assume this was addressed to me, so I'm just gonna go ahead and answer it.

The yellow dot came around because I had a nightlight at the time, which, without my glasses on, looked like a fuzzy yellow dot. He threw rye bread at me because I hate rye bread. Uh, that's really about it. Now if someone could explain to me the recurring dream in which I had a pet mouse that was the size of my thumb (which was really small, as I was a child at the time), I'm all ears.
Affection towards something small

man.. your good. mind if i post a dream, i have lots of bloody reoccuring ones. i just wanna post the last one i had.
Sure

alright. it starts out, im sitting in my house reading, and all the sudden i hear an explosion and the house shakes. i look out the sliding glass door in the back, and i see a plane has crashed in the field. i just keep staring at the wreckage until i turn around to call the police. before i get the phone i hear a tapping at my door, so i turn around. i see hundereds of people, all around my door and windows (its a sun room, sorta like a built in glass house with a real roof and only three glass walls.) are the people that were in the plane. they are missing all sorts of limbs - legs, arms, heads ect, and the are really sick looking. they are all begging me to let them in and help them, but i just stare at them in shock. then i wake up, right arm shaking alot. who knows, im a sick person. i have alot of dreams like that

all i can say is - rye bread sucksI know! That yellow bastard was so evil, launching loaves of rye bread through my window. But he never comes around anymore. I miss him, in a way.

I know! That yellow bastard was so evil, launching loaves of rye bread through my window. But he never comes around anymore. I miss him, in a way.

haha..

but seriously, i friggin hate rye bread. no other kind of bread is as vomit-inducing.

a change in you life where you are being forced to help people you don't want to help... I think... The explosion is the change and the people are those that need help and the glass is there stoping them which means it is visble to see the people need help but you don't want to help them. or something along those lines

haha..

but seriously, i friggin hate rye bread. no other kind of bread is as vomit-inducing.Hey, at least I know I'm not the only one anymore. Everyone goes on and on about how great rye bread is. I can't even stand the smell, especially when it's toasted. I'm getting sick just thinking about it.

a change in you life where you are being forced to help people you don't want to help... I think... The explosion is the change and the people are those that need help and the glass is there stoping them which means it is visble to see the people need help but you don't want to help them. or something along those lines

wow.. you really are good, and that actually makes sense. the only thing that was different was that i want to help but i cant, still works just as fine though. thank you very much

do you know if there is any reason why almost all of my dreams include some sort of nasty, bloody mess? or is it just that im insane.

wow.. you really are good, and that actually makes sense. the only thing that was different was that i want to help but i cant, still works just as fine though.

do you know if there is any reason why almost all of my dreams include some sort of nasty, bloody mess? or is it just that im insane.
it could be too much Media, or it could be you have something always paining you

Hey, at least I know I'm not the only one anymore. Everyone goes on and on about how great rye bread is. I can't even stand the smell, especially when it's toasted. I'm getting sick just thinking about it.

death to rye bread.

I have reoccuring themes in my dreams, but no reoccuring dreams.
That I'm being chased by some dark sinister authority figure.
That my family has bought some very large weird house and we're fighting over rooms.
That I'm traveling in some vaugely familiar place which suddenly it's no longer familiar.
Strange thing is, I'm usually a guy in my dreams.

it could be too much Media, or it could be you have something always paining you

could be, i dunno.

but, if you arent planning on signing off, could you do one more for me? you obviously dont have to, but if you did i would be eternally grateful.

Wow, this is kinda cool, I have one to share, its a recurring dream, recurred for about 5 years almost nightly.
Setting changes from dream to dream but it involves an animal, usually a ram, deer, or dog, ocasionally a person. They are almost always in a dark locale, I have a sense of dread or fear entering the area, but I always have to go there. I feel a pressure on my chest and then hear somthing similar to a roar or growl. By then, knowing what is about to happen I blow back at them, trying to avert their attack, but their breath invelops me and I'm surrounded in this kind of grey-black swirling mists, I can't move or I move very slowly, and the creature's roar continues on, after this I usually wake up.


(Twice I have escaped and trapped it in its own mist, after that I realised it was a dream and could manipulate it as I see fit. But this was not the end of dreams they continued for a year after the second one.)

I have reoccuring themes in my dreams, but no reoccuring dreams.
That I'm being chased by some dark sinister authority figure.
That my family has bought some very large weird house and we're fighting over rooms.
That I'm traveling in some vaugely familiar place which suddenly it's no longer familiar.
Strange thing is, I'm usually a guy in my dreams.
Family fighting is dissappoinment and sadness. The figure is a fear you have of people better/bigger then you or fear of someone of importance. You being a guy may represent your feelings about a real-life guy who is important and significant to you The travelling in unknown territory means you are safe from rivials. A move foreward in life maybe in which you can't be conquered by anyone elses dreams yet.

Its 12:50. I am signin out. Night all. If someone else wants me to tell them their dream meanings leave it here.

here is my favorite dream of all time -

the world has been nuked and civilization wiped out like in Mad Max. Me and my grandparents are driving around in a pickup truck somewhere in the southwest USA, and we scavenge food from abandoned houses, shops, etc. Throughout the dream I get the feeling I am being followed by someone/something.

Family fighting is dissappoinment and sadness. The figure is a fear you have of people better/bigger then you or fear of someone of importance. You being a guy may represent your feelings about a real-life guy who is important and significant to you The travelling in unknown territory means you are safe from rivials. A move foreward in life maybe in which you can't be conquered by anyone elses dreams yet.

Its 12:50. I am signin out. Night all. If someone else wants me to tell them their dream meanings leave it here.

But I'm nearly twice the age of some posters, and I've always tended to be a guy in my dreams.

Its 12:50. I am signin out. Night all. If someone else wants me to tell them their dream meanings leave it here.

alright, thank you, i will leave one more.

i am in my room, on my computer. my girlfriend is asleep on the bed, as usual in real life (i tend to stay up til alittle after she wakes up) and its a normal, common scene. any way, after awhile, i turn around to wake her up for various reason, and she wont get up. i turn her around, and her throat has been ripped open, and her eyes are missing. i look up and an indiscribable looking evil creature flies down from where my ceiling would be (its just an endless black pit) and lands on me, right as i wake up.

i have lots of these, someone should use them for a horror movie or something.

speaking of dreams, i have this dream where im standing in these sort of sun-god robes on top of a pyramid, and there are hundreds of naked women screaming and throwing little pickles at me.



why am i the only one whos seen that movie?


oh, I know that movie, but for the life of me can't place it...does it have some guy that lives in the closet?

The movie is called Real Genius, and it is absolutely marvelous.

oh, I know that movie, but for the life of me can't place it...does it have some guy that lives in the closet?

yep.. real geniuses.. 10 points for team slinao.

Mitch: Did you know there's a guy living in our closet?
Chris Knight: You've seen him too?
Mitch: Who is he?
Chris Knight: Hollyfeld.
Mitch: Why does he keep going into our closet?
Chris Knight: Why do you keep going into our closet?
Mitch: To get my clothes - but that's not why he goes in there.
Chris Knight: Of course not, he's twice your size - your clothes would never fit him.
Mitch: Yeah...
Chris Knight: Think before you ask these questions, Mitch. Twenty points higher than me? Thinks a big guy like that can wear his clothes?


Chris Knight: Self-realization. I was thinking of the immortal words of Socrates, when he said, "I drank what?"

The movie is called Real Genius, and it is absolutely marvelous.

thank you, now I can search for it on dvd and watch it again. I could never remember the movie's name, though I've seen it like dozens of times.


oh, and about recurring dreams. I keep having dreams where I screw something up and erase myself from history, and yet somehow hold on, and some voice keeps telling me that I'm doing good, that most people would have faded out by now. Kinda creepy, but not as bad as the one I used to have when I was a young kid, and that was I would be told the world was going to end in 30 seconds, that no one was home, and I was completely powerless. Then I would wake up believeing all that was true, and would freak out...jeesh, crazy mind.

This is a rather strange reccuring dream Ive been having lately...its really quite wierd. The only reason Ive taken notice of it is that Ive had the dream (Not the same, but very similar) for three nights now.
Basicaly, everybody is wearing what looks like Union uniforms from the American Civil War, and bearing black powder rifles, all the standard gear. Usualy theres about a dozen people around.
The environment looks more like World War One, with dry-ice fog effects. Mud and (sometimes) trenches.
One feature I think may just be randomness is the cardboard fortifications which show up on occasion.
My chief concern is the zombies.
They generaly show up about five to ten relative minutes into the 'scene', whereupon nasty fighting ensues. Generaly the cardboard barrier either mysteriously folded up or simply gone at this point.
Anyway, having fired my one shot I reach down to get a cartridge to reload, and find myself without the correct pouch, leaving me facing an angry zombie with a hole in its chest.
Another curious feature is that when a guy dies theres these sort of little ghosty thingies that appear and bite peopels ankles, these are generaly dispatched by hitting them with a rifle butt repeatedly.
This goes on for a bit, then I wake up.
Somehow, this sounds like a political thing.

Anybody got any ideas? No, I dont play Resident Evil, and Im not really interested in the Civil War. I dont subscribe to the theory that the Confederates used Necromancy in the Civil War and one of my ancestors is trying to contact me and inform me of this.
I didnt really recognize anybody either.
You must make a pilgramage to Andersonville or the Wilderness were you will look about and find a dead realtive's grave who will have a map to Confederate Gold in his left breast pocket.

Oh i might have the night terrors bt icant remember them :(

After the 1st shot (first 4 years)...you wanna reload but no ammo left (friendly nations not there were espected). You are facing an angry zombie (the muslim world).
an european

When I was a child I had a recurring dream about a little yellow dot who threw rye bread at me. Whole loaves! Sometimes he had a little yellow car. Once he had a little yellow dog. But always with the rye bread. Once he brought his multi-colored friends and they invaded my house. Your weird dream means nothing to me.http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/spezial/jasons_smilie/juggle2.gif http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/auto/car-smiley-039.gif http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/aktion/action-smiley-078.gif

You must make a pilgramage to Andersonville or the Wilderness were you will look about and find a dead realtive's grave who will have a map to Confederate Gold in his left breast pocket.
That would be moderatly freaky.

But yeah...generaly zombies and the Civil War dont mix. Its kinda odd.

it means your gonig to die by zombies

alright, thank you, i will leave one more.

i am in my room, on my computer. my girlfriend is asleep on the bed, as usual in real life (i tend to stay up til alittle after she wakes up) and its a normal, common scene. any way, after awhile, i turn around to wake her up for various reason, and she wont get up. i turn her around, and her throat has been ripped open, and her eyes are missing. i look up and an indiscribable looking evil creature flies down from where my ceiling would be (its just an endless black pit) and lands on me, right as i wake up.

i have lots of these, someone should use them for a horror movie or something.
This dream shows you are a caring person who would hate to lose your girlfriend to a Big rival of yours and you are not seeing something your subconcious sees

This dream shows you are a caring person who would hate to lose your girlfriend to a Big rival of yours and you are not seeing something your subconcious sees

i see, thank you. how often do you do this kinda thing?

Everyone knows that the Confedracy was developing a steam powered robot which could detsroy entire regiments in one blast from it's atom-powered cannon arm.

My weird recurring dream is that I'm a German soldier during World War II named Willi. I always get killed. Sometimes it's a tank, soemtimes it's a grenade - The worst was getting hit by a shell and in a freaky third person angle I saw me being blasted to bloody smithereens in a huge explosion

But that's just me.

Everyone knows that the Confedracy was developing a steam powered robot which could detsroy entire regiments in one blast from it's atom-powered cannon arm.

My weird recurring dream is that I'm a German soldier during World War II named Willi. I always get killed. Sometimes it's a tank, soemtimes it's a grenade - The worst was getting hit by a shell and in a freaky third person angle I saw me being blasted to bloody smithereens in a huge explosion

But that's just me.
You are going Through an enormus change in your life which a lot of conflicting things are happening. I could be wrong.