Unless having a nightmare, you're usually happy and content in dreams, why? Cause income is never an issue, money is never an issue, in dreams, life seems to evolve around other things than money.
In dreams, life and activity occur, and purpose is derived outside the constant need to have or earn money, which tells me that money is the number 1 scourge to our existence, the constant drain and dread of having to earn money is a scourge.
I woke up when yellow jacket in dream was in other room, doing something, and then it noticed me, and came flying over to where I was at, came flying in right towards my face.
And of course in dreams, reactions always seem so sluggish when confronted with something horrible, your reflexes just seem delayed, so I woke up.
You can feel the stress on the heart when that happens, and if older, or had weak or diseased heart, I often wonder if that's how death comes to those who die in sleep, is when nightmare is so strong that heart just fails.
I mean what happens when one night, no matter how frightening dream is, you simply can't wake up?
And why would own body generate such a self defeating scenario?
Unless, again as I've suggested in the past, dreams indeed are controlled by outside source, a source originating outside your own mind and pulse. Not all of them, but some, like nightmares, and other dreams you have that totally go against what you are, what you've seen and what you believe in.
Like when your mind conjures up ugly demonic images that in your best drawing, you could never come close to thinking of.
Anyways, this time I woke up, was able to.
What happens when people in comas have nightmares and obviously can't wake up?
Last Edit: Apr 20, 2014 1:49:12 GMT -5 by X factor
Another example of dreaming about something you have no connection to in real life.
When I fell back asleep, I had another series of dreams, but the only one I can vaguely remember is one that occurred on the University Notre Dame.
I know nothing about Notre Dame University, or it's football players, or powerful Alumni, or certain strategies, and in team rivalries taking place now, according to the dream I had.
Why would my mind, my subconscious, take me all the way to Notre Dame?, when Notre Dame hasn't been in my conscious for months, since College Football season ended.
Now out of the blue Notre Dame pops up in my dream.
But it had to do with the football program, males, males competing for positions, big personalities, and the influence of alumni, none of which I'm connected to.
So not sure why out of the blue, my mind would take me to such a place, and get me involved in the affairs of Notre Dame, unless I was picking up on the mind energy of someone else...I just don't get it.
Had a bunch of odd dreams last night, but real quick two that stand out to me are...
Dream that dealt with poisoning do to drinking substance that was suppose to be clean, but unfortunately container substance stored in molecularly bonded with substance, as such liquid drink became toxic.
And the container it was stored in looked like the one pictured above..
And victim in dream was myself, not sure what dream was trying to relay to me, although I did in real life just by stainless steal tea kettle...
But can't really see connection, I mean I've never heard of people getting poisoned by boiling water from tea kettle...maybe I'll do some research...
Second dream (but first must post)...
Second dream dealt with a security guard who's path I cross from time to time, trying to teach me how to throw correct proper spiral on football...
He gripped ball, and threw it, but ball didn't have much power or spin to it, but so happens we were in a Park, and it was over cast, and dry, but park was at the edge of a very dark, blackish forest...
There's really no picture that can relay how dark this forests edge was.
But he threw ball, and I went to retrieve it, and the closer I get to dark, black, forest edge, I realized there was nothing there.
The blackness, tar like blackness, which forest floor was made of, represented 'nothing', represented 'the end of all'.
And it frightened me to be so close to 'nothing' or 'death'...it actually felt worse than death.
It felt like death on crack, death, decay, nothing, with an attitude.
And I remember retrieving ball, and turning back and guard who threw it, and seeing them walk off and I remember feeling so dreadfully alone and yelled out the following 'So you're just going to leave me here?!', as I felt that dreadful thick tar like blackness sucking me in...into nothing.
I did not like this dream at all...and it's hard to translate dream emotion and scenario into words, but it felt very 'dark', not evil, just dark, like a dark finality, the end type of dark, like being absorbed into nothing.
Had other dreams to, but they're just to abstract for me to translate into words that would make sense.
Last Edit: Nov 27, 2015 17:10:05 GMT -5 by X factor
Had scary dream of a bunch of guys fighting, it took place in the South West somewhere, like maybe Southern California or Arizona do to the desert, rocky, mountainous terrain where neighborhood was.
I remember turning down street...
Kind of like this one, I was in some kind of vehicle, like a tricycle motorcycle, which later morphed into a old Ford LTD dark blue in color.
But as I turned down the street a hostile angry group of young men were on the side and one spat at the front corner of vehicle...I kept driving, then as I looked back in side mirror I could see they tried the same with a guy, who was wearing baseball jersey, and ball cap backwards...but this guy fought back and was putting up a good fight, but out numbered until others arrived who were on his side, then a full scale fist fighting battle broke out between like 20-30 young men.
They were seriously trying to hurt each other, you could hear the blows, fists to the face...it sounded gruesome like a MMA fight.
The racial mix up of those fighting was interesting...black, white, Hispanic.
But they were not divided amongst racial lines, both sides were equally interacial, which told me they were fighting more over territory or ideology than ethnicity or gang.
Whatever they were fighting about I just kept going, I did not want to get involved in fear that I'd become focus of their hostilities.
When you have a odd dream or dreams, always record them, here's why
Cause if you don't, and it comes true, no one will believe you.
It's imperative that you record, write down, or tell someone of the dream you had so that it is on record of occurring before it does in real life.
Cause once event occurs, telling that you had a dream about it is null and void as far as credibility goes.
I myself missed such an opportunity early this morning...I should of wrote disturbing dream down right as I awoke, but didn't, and since I didn't I won't share what the dream was about cause it will seem pointless now.
I learned a valuable lesson today...and that is you only get one chance to predict future before it occurs, cause waiting till after it occurs to then talk about it, no one will believe you and will say you simply got it from the media.
So everyone into dreams out there, if you think you have a dream that means something, write it down and date stamp it, so that if it really occurs you can connect the dots, and realize there's more to life, energy, than meets the eye.
Had many dreams last night, many, and each felt like a skit, trying to convey different themes.
One dealt with being at a street drag race, in some smaller Midwestern town at night, in vehicle with husband and wife as they prepped car. Husband was more interested in the mechanics of the situation, where as wife kept injecting a more romantic side into the situation, which you could tell annoyed the husband, who was just focused on the race. After car was prepped, all from inside, looking at charts and stuff, race began, I was allowed to remain inside vehicle, as we drove to end of street, in older part of small town at night, and turned around to drag back up street, other car, for some reason, pulled off on side street, not sure why, maybe mechanical problems.
Didn't matter though, the guys car I was in still dragged or qualified solo, as he sped down road, with old building blurring by, at an incredible speed...not sure what that dream meant.
Other dream dealt with apartment complex, which was painted white, and tall, at least 20 stories high, and square, in that all rooms faced inward, the way older hotels were designed, anyways, dream dealt with this place, and others getting rid of younger trouble maker types, and replacing tenants with older working class types, and seniors as such place felt safer to live in.
All ghetto types were being or had been evicted.
I had other dreams as well, explaining them with words totally strips them of the meaning and mood and longevity of when they're occurring, and symbolism
Then you wake up, as if returning from long journey somewhere, turn on the radio or TV and realize how out of sync modern man is from that which matters.
You wake up, after feeling you've floated around the cosmos, just to hear dry commercials on the radio or TV, just to hear about politics, or morning news weather and updates, and it all just seems so 'off'...from what soul really needs to thrive or why we're here.
It's at this moment you realize how far man has strayed from the meaning of life, and has turned most peoples existence into nothing more than harvested consumers.
You wake up to a world where nothing you do matters, unless you have a ton of money.
Societies, ran and ruled by controllers, who need money to sustain their relevance, who then harvest the labor of citizens to sustain life, not so much for the induvisual, but more so for the 'State Power'.
And it is moments after you wake up that you realize how 'off' things are, how out of sync man is from that which matters.
Commerce, Governments and technology have artifisially swollen populations to levels they never use to be at, which has bred all sorts of odd crimes and sub cultures ect.
You wake up and are 'owned'.
Everyone is owned, and sadly most think this is normal.