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dallas
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Isn't that special?
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jade
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one word, so many meanings. if my life is spent dreaming then i have slept through it. but to *live the dream* is something else, isn't it... isn't it? when you think of people who plod through their lives without a dream, without a vision of achievement, you have to feel sorry for them, as if they've really missed something important.
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charley
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That which we might do when were not awake. Emote without inhibition. Are you sleeping now?
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angie
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dreams?the minds own get away
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sarah jane
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I wish I could dream for a living. I'm an artist- maybe that's close enough.
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ceorl
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usually when things get this weird,
I wake up
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kirstin
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you don't dream my dreams, so don't tell me what my dreams should be made of, and please don't destroy the dreams i have.
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Enygmatic
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So lately I've been having these scarily realistic dreams. Somehow, they always involve the girls I've screwed things up with this year, but I guess that's just my subconscious beating myself up over nothing; I'm young and already blame myself for all my problems.
Now here's where the dreams split into two types: the type where they tell me why they hate me and I get some closure, and the type where we become friends again. Either way, I get closure. Both types are great dreams, but you know what? Great dreams or not, they still don't talk to me, and as of lately 2 of the 3 girls started avoiding making eye contact with me. This is the story of my just-starting life... dreams contrasting with reality. And what's a poor dreamer to do but complain about his life to everyone on line?
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daxle
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I'm somewhere I've never been but it doesn't seem strange
Doing things that make no sense but seem to make perfect sense
And when I wake up, the most I'm usually left with is a feeling of uneasiness
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persiphone
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Dreams, the things that make you want to rise from bed in the morning, that give you something to aim for, your future... your future in love, career, family...happiness
Dreams=Happiness
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jordan
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when I dream it's like i am in a heaven i have no problems no worries then when i awake it all comes back to me..reality strikes..............dreams are also what I aim for, trying to reach them then all of thee sudden something comes along and shatters them not caring at all and laughing about it in my face
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lee
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...but what if his hands pressed those hollows at my back- the niches where the wings should start? And what if we loved so hard that our bones locked- seemless as worked gold?
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matt.
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Take this kiss upon the brow! And in parting from you now, Thus must let me avow - You are not wrong, who deem that my days have been a dream Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, in a vision, or in none, is it therefore less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar of a surf-tormented shore, and I hold with in my hand Grains of the golden sand - How few! Yet how they creep through my fingers to the deep, While I weep - while I weep! O God can I not grasp them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem, But a dream within a dream?
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pablo
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dreams are real, i tell myself. they are creampuffs and rusty spikes, little bunnies and viscious monsters, life and death, love and hate. if you can see yourself in your dreams then you are clear of vision; if you cannot see yourself in your dreams you soon will. they predict the past and repeat the future. they move in every which way but linear, like something out of a doctor seus book that you read half-asleep. if you think good thoughts, your dreams might be good. or they might be bad. there really is no way to tell with dreams. i don't dream often, but when i do i love it, total and complete freedom and serenity. i dream of bridges and geysers. i am a dreamer. if only i could live the dreams...
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jennifer
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you talked to my sleep last night
and in my heart I felt
the pure joy of being
your voice
so warm
warm
and loving
words that were exchanged
and thoughts left unsaid
none of that mattered
only the soft rumble of
your laugh
and my smile
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spikey-ho
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a questionable reality
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nameless
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dreams are the reason i sleep, think how boring sleeping would be without dreaming
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nameless
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i once dreamt i was riding on a frog....
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Q
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am i a frog?
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camille
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to dream when awake, is to regret what you do have
dreams at night, is your body's regret that it's asleep
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candace
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the one place in which flying is possible without wings, speech is what you want it to be, you feel your best, look even better. he sees me in a crowd and decides "she is the one". my dreams will never stop as long as i am living, and once i shall die, i will have lived all of them.
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bee
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mine are horrid and wretched. i lose everything. i lose myself. i get lost. no one listens and you're never heard. or you are but you're so well hidden. it's the bad version of your day. but that's fine.
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Joana.
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My existence is always so blurry when I dream...
Nightmares haunt me in my sleep...
I feel this immense happiness only for the fact that I haven't dreamt with the dark being or with any other horrifying matter that I somehow manage to create in my mind...
My ID keeps trying to send me secret messages, as if to warn me of something that I might be doing wrongly in my life... and yet I never seem to unravel its meaningful symbolic images.
I dreamt of you today, my dearest... and this time, the meaning was clear...
And now I'm happy as ever...
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koti
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i can still see you
chasing a far away dream
a dream coccooned
displaced, removed
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koti
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my seth happends to the most beautiful of one of these.......
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bane
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have you ever had the dream where you go to school naked. well today that dream came true.
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sean
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"i have a dream this afternoon... that the brotherhood of man..." it goes on... martin luther king's words paid off... we now have marble rye and black and white cookies!!
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scotty
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it's what my folks keep trying to stop me from doing!
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meggie
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you better check yourself before you wreck yourself
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fairydust
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always dreaming about dead people.
bodies.
and being chased.
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Free
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Yes, I've had that dream too. Allways running away from my fears. Sometimes I stop running, and face the shadow following in my footsteps, only to descover I was runing from myself. But most times I find some clever way to escape, and the chase goes on.
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pussycat
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last night i had a dream that i could fly.
it was the most magnificent thing.
if i were to be granted one, and only one, super-power, i'm sure that i would choose the gift of flight.
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mungo
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You never say what you expect if you just let your ideas go. I remembered a dream I had years ago when I closed my eyes. A man approached me and said, I saw dead animals, roasted and black. Fragments of bodies sticking out of the water. My legs were being held back by two feet of gray ash coating the water like a man falling in love with something he once hated. The bodies were everywhere. I woke up and wrote that down so I could tell somebody about it later. I guess I just did.
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WoNDERGIRL
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you are my wish
you are my dream
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MollyGoLightly
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Once I had a sex dream about a very unattractive actor. Then I made the mistake of telling people about it.
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creeepy bird
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curiousity:
Vincent Gallo...?
or Gerard Depardieu?
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MollyGoLightly
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eeeewwwww
no. a different kind of unattractive than that.
and not in any kind of endearing Steve Buscemi way, either.
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ted
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go over?
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maccie
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i dream of running away from you
of hiding in crowded cinemas
of sweat and love
of thoughts unthought
and frail
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grendel
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when i was four years old, i had a strange dream about being chased through a sewer by a giant multi-coloured all_day_sucker with big pointy teeth that had dropped from the sky in a parachute
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skiblu
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I can tell you about a dream that scared the hell out of me.
I think it was in a party I can't be sure...It wasn't in a house I knew.
My boyfriend kept changing into good an evil, every now and then. when he was normal he remembered what he was and his eyes an empty blue would cry for help before he turned back. I didn't realise at first, I thought he had drunk too much which had had that effect and made him aggressive...
But there was something cruel in his eyes.
But when he turned evil he had this kind of power, and no one could resist him.
A friend of mine was there, I could see what was happening. He was talking to her and they both left the room.
I didn't know what they were saying. I followed them. They walked upstairs. The stairs led up to one door and then stopped. There was nothing else, just this door.
Then I wasn't me but could see in the room.
My friend is very shy.
But she was on the floor with my boyfriend when he was on full evil mode fucking like rabbits. I was too afraid to go in as I thought he would kill me. So I went back downstairs to think.
Although in my dream I saw them 'at it' (although it seemed more like consentual rape than sex) the me I was in the dream didn't see past the door.
When they finished my friend got up and looked sad and confused like she didn't know what happened. She then got looked concerned and said "You won't tell her will you?"
And he had this horrible grin and said "That was the whole point."
When she got nack downstairs I asked her what went on and she told me over and over again that they talked and nothing happened.
Then he came downstairs, and his eyes kind of glowed in a strange way. I followed him out into the back and he said he had just been fucking my friend. I believed him but didn't want to and shook my head saying that isn't what she said.
The next thing we're in the room upstairs and he's saying things that have me almost orgasmic but he won't let me sleep with him, he just laughed.
Then the dream shifted and were downstairs and he was normal again. He kind of looked at me in a stricken way, like the floor had just fallen out of his world and started crying and saying he was so sorry but he couldn't stop it. I put my arms round him and tried to stop him but he turned evil again, pushed me away and hit me.
I love my boyfriend and I don't know what this dream means.
I just know I can't tell him about it.
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medea
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there are books that tell you what all those little things from your dreams mean, but I think it's all up to the dreamer to interpret any symbols accurately. it won't actually apply to you otherwise.
dreams mean more than we usually give them credit to. dorothy bryant's book "the kin of ata are waiting for |
