Recurring Dreams

[Ethereal]

Over the past several years, I have been really into my dreams - sometimes it's the only time I can expierence the utopia we all long for. I used to wake up in the middle of the night and go to the computer to type down everything I could remember from my dreams, because I knew if I went back to sleep I wouldn't remember it. Some crazy dreams I've had in my life. There are a few of them that recur, but one inparticular that I think about frequently. Not only does it come back from time to time, but I would say it makes up for at least a quarter of the dreams I can remember.

In this dream I am flying. Not with any device, but with my own self and mind; in most instances I cross my legs back and fourth in a scissor motion and I can fly through the air. Sometimes, I just move through the air without any real motion from my body.

The most recent was a couple nights ago. In this dream I was with one of my friends, and throughout the entire dream we were being chased by authorities. They were not average police officers but government agents. I don't know why they were after us but they all had guns, and we had nothing. In this dream I was much to quick for them to even fire off a single shot as I was flying over and behind buildings with ease. My main purpose in this dream was to "escape"; escape from this town which was over run by authority. There was not a single exit that was not met with hostility. Towards the end I was flying to the edge of this caged city and I was met by an unguarded steep cliff. I flew slightly over the edge and it was a drop that looked to be several miles deep. All the land was covered by the greenest grass and at the very bottom of this deep valley was a grave yard. It scared me away and I turned back to the city. The last thing I remember was my friend and I were running from them and 5 or so agents jumped on him and took him down while I flew to safety. I pondered to myself where they would take him and how I could break him out. Then I woke up.

Another one was where I was in a land of Dinosaurs, I would cross my legs back and fourth flying just out of the reach of a T-Rex's bite. He would follow me everywhere and I could not find a safe place to land.

These are just a couple of examples. They are not the same dream; in fact, I have never had the same dream twice, but in each of them I am flying in a very similar way. It normally wouldn't bug me, but I have had this dream repeatidly and there is something to it I feel I must figure out.


Does anyone have a recurring dream? Perhaps we have someone on here who can help us to understand what they mean. I think dreams have a lot to do with our deep desires and emotions that do not come out when we are concious. But how they are to be interpreted is beyond me.

 

[2-0-Sixx]

I didn't read your post, busy, but check out this thread if you havent already http://www.siccness.net/vb/showthread.php?t=111434&page=1&pp=15&highlight=dreams

 

[Ethereal]

I had it again last night. Some crazy shit. I was outside some house and Saddam's mother was shooting rocket launchers at me while I was firing blow-darts at her (actually like bobby pins), flying from the balcony onto different rooftops. She fired one rocket right where I was and the house blew up but I was able to escape unscathed. It sounds crazy but I really had this dream.

 

[WHITE DEVIL]

I don't remember my dreams. It's very rare for me to dream.

 

[L Mac-a-docious]

Last night I had the mainiest dream I've had in a long time...basically, there was a killer loose, and various people from my life were in a compound of some sorts trying not to die...I come to find out my father, who I had been talking to in the dream, is the killer, and he's looking to kill me next...I woke up then, and was pretty freaked out at the start of my day.

 

[KRYSI-31007]

I don't remember my dreams. It's very rare for me to dream.

ACTUALLY YOU DREAM EVERY NIGHT YOU JUST DONT ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT YOU DO.

 

[KRYSI-31007]

I USUALLY HAVE NIGHTMARES WHEN I CAN RECALL MY DREAMS. AND APPARENTLY I TALK IN MY SLEEP TOO...

 

[FunK-3-FivE]

Does anyone have a recurring dream? Perhaps we have someone on here who can help us to understand what they mean. I think dreams have a lot to do with our deep desires and emotions that do not come out when we are concious. But how they are to be interpreted is beyond me.

I've always researched dream interpretation stuff, and I believe very strongly from personal experience that our sub-conscience (which knows more than we think) tells us things through dreams.
I've had more than one case in which I have a professional therapist interpret a recurring dream of mine, and their interpretation turns out true.

Interpretating dreams isn't easy, but usually the dreamer himself has to figure it out. Because different symbols mean different things to different people. But from past experience etc. I'll tell you what I think. BUt most importantly YOU have to try to interpret it yourself, because really only you (or your subconscience) knows what it means.

Lets look at what all your recurring dreams have in common, you are escaping something, you are flying (with ease?) and you are getting away (or you are continuously trying to escape) Dreams in which you are "escaping" are usually obstacle dreams, if you were ever caught this would probably mean you would have a hard time overcoming these obstacles in your life.

Perhaps your ability to fly away in these dreams reflects your ambition, or extreme desire to overcome these obstacles in your life (perhaps to obtain a certain goal). And the fact that you escape/are never caught probably means your motivation and desire overcomes the obstacles.

Also was it easy to take flight?

But the most important thing to try interpret your dream is what kind of mood were you in during the dream?.. were you terrified? were you confident? were you having fun? were you scared?

 

[Fridge]

I've had reacurring dreams all of my life. When I was like 3-4 I would have dreams where I was in a television studio with a wrestling ring in it. I would always go to Mean Jean for the prematch interview. I would go to the ring, and usually just play in it... like it was a bedroom floor. A few times I would have an opponent, I would usually beat them with like a few punches or I'd run and hide under the ring. One I remember very clearly was my mother running in and saving me from Hulk Hogan. I had quite a few dreams in that arena up until I was 11 or so, then I started actually watching wrestling regularly, which I wasn't allowed to before hand, because I would bodyslam my sister. After that, I would often have more vivid dreams of wrestling where I would actually predict staggering events months before it happened. That's just one instance of reacurring dreams from me. I've got a few that I often have. I have a lot of control over most of my dreams. I'd say I'm very keyed in to my subconcious awareness.

 

[Sydal]

I had the same exact dream for about 7 years straight. In those 7 years, I had numerous other dreams...but this particular one I had for 7 years (with the exception of a COUPLE nights). I have multiple dreams every night actually. I had a dream about my ex fiance before I met her...and what happened in the dream, happened in real life shortly after we met (we met a year after the dream)...and yes, I remember the majority of my dreams because they have everything to do with my life. The majority of the dreams I had in High School happened in real life, shit freaks me out.

The 7 year dream, however, began right after my best friend died...he died exactly a month before my 14th birthday, and the dream started a couple days after I turned 14. My best friend (Tyrone Kemp R.I.P) and I, used to walk to and from elementary school together every day. We walked for about a mile each way, so we used to rap, go to taco bell, act a fool, you know, just be kids. Well, my dream was exactly like a normal day of going to school with him, but it changed through time only slightly. Tyrone would come through and I would meet him outside, he'd say "Let's go" and off we went to school. When we got to school, we'd play some football and basketball, and go through our days like we usually did. However, kids would be surprised to see Tyrone, and I didn't know why. Well, after school, we'd walk back home, and stop in front of my house. I would turn around and look at him and be like, "I'll see you tomorrow", and he would say, "Actually, I gotta go now", and I would start sobbing and shit, and asking him where and why. He'd say, "I'm sorry, I just gotta go...but I'll see you later". I would start crying, he would turn around to walk down the street, and a few steps later, he would just disappear, and I'd wake up. Now, as the years go on, I'd have the same dream...only I was my real age, and he was still 13, because that's how I remember him. So here I am, being 15, 16, 17, 18. 19, 20, 21...going to elementary school with my 13 year old best friend...LOL. Now, whats trippy is, my best friend growing up, who lived across the street from me from the time I was 2 until I was 20, was his girlfriend at one point. She had the same dream about him that I did, but it was her in it...trippy right? My first dream and her dream were on the same night.

Well, 7 years later, my dreams were still the same...the last one came, I'd say, 7 years, give or take a few days, after he died. The dream was the exact same except for the ending. This time, at the end of the dream, he says, "I gotta go now", and I started crying again...THIS TIME, he turned around and he said..."Everything's gonna be alright, Ryan....I'm still here with you"...and then I woke up. I haven't had a dream about him since then, and that was almost 2 years ago.

What does this mean? To me, I know, I couldn't come to grips with his death. I still can't, but I am able to accept it now, ever since I had that dream, I can smile for him. In a way, it's good, because I don't wake up with tears rolling down my face, and I don't start the day off in a depressed mindstate. HOWEVER, I wish I could dream about him, every once in a while, to know that he's still here with me. I'd like to hear from my homie again, y'all feel?

Nitro, I'm not sure if thats the kind of shit you're lookin to hear, but that's my story...it's all true. Not a lot of details but that's just how the dreams were.

 

[FunK-3-FivE]

The 7 year dream, however, began right after my best friend died...he died exactly a month before my 14th birthday, and the dream started a couple days after I turned 14. My best friend (Tyrone Kemp R.I.P) and I, used to walk to and from elementary school together every day. We walked for about a mile each way, so we used to rap, go to taco bell, act a fool, you know, just be kids. Well, my dream was exactly like a normal day of going to school with him, but it changed through time only slightly. Tyrone would come through and I would meet him outside, he'd say "Let's go" and off we went to school. When we got to school, we'd play some football and basketball, and go through our days like we usually did. However, kids would be surprised to see Tyrone, and I didn't know why. Well, after school, we'd walk back home, and stop in front of my house. I would turn around and look at him and be like, "I'll see you tomorrow", and he would say, "Actually, I gotta go now", and I would start sobbing and shit, and asking him where and why. He'd say, "I'm sorry, I just gotta go...but I'll see you later". I would start crying, he would turn around to walk down the street, and a few steps later, he would just disappear, and I'd wake up. Now, as the years go on, I'd have the same dream...only I was my real age, and he was still 13, because that's how I remember him. So here I am, being 15, 16, 17, 18. 19, 20, 21...going to elementary school with my 13 year old best friend...LOL. Now, whats trippy is, my best friend growing up, who lived across the street from me from the time I was 2 until I was 20, was his girlfriend at one point. She had the same dream about him that I did, but it was her in it...trippy right? My first dream and her dream were on the same night.

Well, 7 years later, my dreams were still the same...the last one came, I'd say, 7 years, give or take a few days, after he died. The dream was the exact same except for the ending. This time, at the end of the dream, he says, "I gotta go now", and I started crying again...THIS TIME, he turned around and he said..."Everything's gonna be alright, Ryan....I'm still here with you"...and then I woke up. I haven't had a dream about him since then, and that was almost 2 years ago.

What does this mean? To me, I know, I couldn't come to grips with his death. I still can't, but I am able to accept it now, ever since I had that dream, I can smile for him. In a way, it's good, because I don't wake up with tears rolling down my face, and I don't start the day off in a depressed mindstate. HOWEVER, I wish I could dream about him, every once in a while, to know that he's still here with me. I'd like to hear from my homie again, y'all feel?

I've had a very similar experience in which my deceased grandma visited me in a dream a few days after she died, she was sort of saying farewell. Anyways to make a long story short, my aunt had the same exact dream... all the details and everything in her dream were the same as they were in mine.. even the dialogue. Very trippy, true story.