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i am very prone to crazy ass dreams, but usually i can understand them after awhile. this one, however, has thrown me off a bit. perhaps someone can help me.

i dont remember much of the beginning, but i know i was standing outside talking with someone on a porch, i dont remember who. i see a plane flying, and it was really loud, like an old plane. oddly enough, i recegnoize it as a b-24 bomber (yes, im the kinda nerd who would know that). while is still far off in the horzion, barely noticable, i see at and im instantly anxious. i know whats gonna happen, but for some reason, im not afraid. i know theres nothing i can do. i instantly say goodbye to who i was talking to, and before whoever it was says anything, i tell them to run for cover and they do so without question. i just sit and watch the plane slowly come directly come towards my direction, still way up in the sky. all the sudden, as expected, a large bomb falls, and i slowly watch it as it comes towards the ground. the exact instant it hits, i instantly see a flash of white and hear an extremely breif rumbling before there was nothing. i felt like i was... i dont know, like my counsiousness was drifting, without a body - but only for a split second before i woke up.

i have had many vividly violent dreams, but none gave me a feeling as disturbing as that one.

Okay, that's pretty fucking weird, but it's nothing compared to some of the shit I've dreamed about...

...Like this one where I was running from a huge assault mech (machine gun blazing and all that lovely crap), I hit a brick wall, and Kiefer Sutherland (!?) appeared out of nowhere and helped me out... Then we proceeded to run to a slaughter house that turned out to be a concentration camp... Yeah, I still can't figure that one out (and I left out a ton of details!).

Okay, that's pretty fucking weird, but it's nothing compared to some of the shit I've dreamed about...

...Like this one where I was running from a huge assault mech (machine gun blazing and all that lovely crap), I hit a brick wall, and Kiefer Sutherland (!?) appeared out of nowhere and helped me out... Then we proceeded to run to a slaughter house that turned out to be a concentration camp... Yeah, I still can't figure that one out (and I left out a ton of details!).

perhaps someone can help you out as well.. i remember someone on here being really good with dream interptation, but i havent seen him in forever, so i doubt he is still here.

heh, i have been dreaming up weird shit forever. i wonder if they serve any real purpose?

perhaps someone can help you out as well.. i remember someone on here being really good with dream interptation, but i havent seen him in forever, so i doubt he is still here.

heh, i have been dreaming up weird shit forever. i wonder if they serve any real purpose?

Probably not. I like to think of dreams like that as intense entertainment.

Oh, dude, don't worry about it. I constantly have dreams like that. In fact, about every dream I have includes my death and that moment of just pure weirdness. And I'm always open to my death, just like that.

I just take it as a constant reminder that we can't get ourselves hung up on death and what might happen if we do this or that, and to just enjoy life. I don't know if that's true, but it makes me feel good--in a kind of abnormal way. o.0 :p

Oh, dude, don't worry about it. I constantly have dreams like that. In fact, about every dream I have includes my death and that moment of just pure weirdness. And I'm always open to my death, just like that.

I just take it as a constant reminder that we can't get ourselves hung up on death and what might happen if we do this or that, and to just enjoy life. I don't know if that's true, but it makes me feel good--in a kind of abnormal way. o.0 :p

i take them all with a grain of salt, but i cant help wondering why theres more blood in my dreams then all quinton terintino films combined.

i take them all with a grain of salt, but i cant help wondering why theres more blood in my dreams then all quinton terintino films combined.
Blood of life? Don't waste it?

I don't know.

Look away from my ignorance.

LOOK AWAY! :( *cowers*

Blood of life? Don't waste it?

I don't know.

Look away from my ignorance.

LOOK AWAY! :( *cowers*

hahaha. the squirrel is funny!

You could interpret your drem in any number of ways, but I hear your death usually means a major change in your life, something new perhaps?

i am very prone to crazy ass dreams, but usually i can understand them after awhile. this one, however, has thrown me off a bit. perhaps someone can help me.

i dont remember much of the beginning, but i know i was standing outside talking with someone on a porch, i dont remember who. i see a plane flying, and it was really loud, like an old plane. oddly enough, i recegnoize it as a b-24 bomber (yes, im the kinda nerd who would know that). while is still far off in the horzion, barely noticable, i see at and im instantly anxious. i know whats gonna happen, but for some reason, im not afraid. i know theres nothing i can do. i instantly say goodbye to who i was talking to, and before whoever it was says anything, i tell them to run for cover and they do so without question. i just sit and watch the plane slowly come directly come towards my direction, still way up in the sky. all the sudden, as expected, a large bomb falls, and i slowly watch it as it comes towards the ground. the exact instant it hits, i instantly see a flash of white and hear an extremely breif rumbling before there was nothing. i felt like i was... i dont know, like my counsiousness was drifting, without a body - but only for a split second before i woke up.

i have had many vividly violent dreams, but none gave me a feeling as disturbing as that one.


O.K, I am a scientist, not a psychologist but am gonna have a go at this for a bit of fun, so if it doesnt sound right screw it up and throw it in the bin.

without knowing anything about you or your situation i would think that you have helped someone, or people with their problems, or they have told you of something (you see the plane and know whats going to happen while talking to them). You want to help them (you warn them and tell them to take cover) but what ever it is its too much for you to either handle by your self, or you cant fix it (you just stand there watching the plane coming for you even thought you know whats going to happen). And then dying at the end and being split from your body mean that to overcome this problem you have to make some major mental changes/decisions

Again like i said i know nothing about you or psychology so im probably way off

Sometimes the simplest solution is the One.

hahaha. the squirrel is funny!
You mock me! How dare you! You shall be beaten to death with acorns!
:ninjasquirrel:

Actually, I'm too tired. I gotta sleep and die again. I'll see if I can figure it all out this time--I am conscious in my dreams and make the decisions in it, though I cannot change the initial setup. So I'll still die, just dig a meaning out of it first. Or try. Anyway, now I'm rambling, proof that I'm too tired to form logical sentences any longer.

Bye.