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Running from an avalanche of oranges down a local street......
My wife will hate this..... I dreamed i was suck under a big fat pregnant woman, and then I woke up and I was suck under a big fat pregnant woman.
I used to have a repeating dream. Couldn't see, like I needed glasses even though I have always had perfect eyesight. Everything else was hyperreal, though. This woman said she loved me, that "we're kind of stuck together, you know", came around and hugged me. Just as she said "I'll never leave you" I'd wake up. Fast forward until I'm 25, having had this dream countless times over the years with no variation. Suddenly it's a lucid dream. Somehow I reach up and wipe my eyes and feel the sting like I'd been crying all this time. And then I see her for the first time. I won't describe her for privacy's sake except that at first glance you could swear she had dark, almost black hair. Then as she turned her head, it lit on fire in the sunlight, showing the red it truly was underneath. This singular image transfixed me for, honestly until this day. I can't get her out of my head. The thing is, the next night the dream changed again. It was no longer the same dream at all, but it was another lucid dream. This time we were meeting for the first time. Every night, and many time multiple times per night, after that for about 2 months, another new dream, playing out like episodes of a TV show or like chapters in a book. In dream time it was more like 2 years of getting to know one another. Then I proposed to her. The next day, I woke up on a sad day. A close friend and adoptive grandmother, who was more of my grandmother than either of the ones genetically related to me ever were, had died, and that day it was her funeral. I helped get people parked then went inside just as it started. This family had tons of kids. I mean the second generation was something like 7 kids and their spouses, with the next generation being even bigger, with one of her kids having had 10. That part of the family lived in Alaska, so that's why they had so many kids. Anyway, that day of the funeral was a beautiful sunny day, warm but not hot, and perfect for remembering someone that shared so much happiness. And then I heard it. One of the things they did was have certain songs played. Usually in my congregation they either just play the songs or everyone sings or family members sing, but this time they had it prerecorded. The first song was from her three daughters, the second was sung by one of her granddaughters. It blew me away. I knew that voice. I immediately looked to the back of the program, where the pictures of the family was. I saw her there. It wasn't labeled as to who was who, but I knew her as soon as I saw her. When they announced who sang, I realized the first name was the same. Over the next week, while she was in town, I got the chance to talk to her a couple of times for maybe a minute total and unfortunately never got her number or anything. I kick myself to this day over that. The oddest thing about the dream was where it started. This was over a month and a half before the funeral and yet the dream of us meeting had several shocking similarities to our real meeting. She was in town for a very short time. Something sad had happened to get us to meet. Grandma wasn't there, which was odd because she was always around. her reactions, including the little ones you never notice until you've really known someone a while, were the same. All the little details were correct. The last name in the dream was different, but only in pronunciation and slightly in spelling, but it was mostly correct. And most remarkable her exact appearance, the sound of her voice, and her smell and everything about her physically was the same. It. Was. Her. I mean, how often does one literally meet the girl of their dreams, I mean literally literally? I've personally never heard of it happening, so it must be really rare.
I dreamed that I ate a giant marshmallow, to my horror, when I woke up my pillow was gone...
WTF you on
Posted:Apr 27, 2011
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