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Analyse That!...(dreams That Are Just Plain Wacky)

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I had one this morning which I awoke from feeling a little strange. In it I was telling someone about the little man in my mind that changes my naked thoughts into words for me. (Thoughts start out more or less as either images of the past or intentions for the future and these thoughts have no words). So the little man has to come up with words for them, so that I can express them to others. Then I woke up feeling curious.
 
The fact that they needed money for food and rent seemed irrelevant, it was the toy that mattered.
This one kind of makes sense to me. Well on a quite literal level anyway which is probably not very proper dream analysis worthy! Something along the lines of identifying with the emotional needs of the child needing to be met just as much, or even more, from the child's point of view, as the bread and butter stuff of food and shelter. Maybe you were talking to your smaller self in some way?
 
Here I am, up at 1:16AM and have not been able to sleep for the last hour or so. As usual some dream woke me up and I cannot get back to sleep.

Here's the dream: I wanted to invite 2-3 friends of mine over who had never met before, because I thought they would enjoy getting to know one another. Instead, somehow this really fat person who I have never met shows up along with the friends. I have no idea who he is, but in the dream, I seem to know him. My two friends who I wanted to meet are with us, but the whole day is taken up trying to rescue this fat man from parties he has gone to and gotten into trouble at. There is an animal in the dream that is supposedly mine, that looks somehow like a combination of a dog and a cat! It keeps biting me and misbehaving, and also gets lost., So I am vasilating between trying to rescue the fat man from his trouble and trying to find my "pet" and rescue it and my 2 friends never really get to know one another. To top this off, I am supposed to be at a job, and so I brought the friends with me to it, thinking we could all visit while I work (I have no job in real life). When my boss gets home and no dishes have been washed or any work done, so she is understandably upset with me. She also wonders why one of my friends is with me, because I had told her that this girl was a teenager that was coming with me, but in real life she is actually in her forties. I'm stumbling over the words of an explanation when I awake. I am all confused, resentful. and worried that if I ever want to get these friends of mine together in real life, that it would be a disaster like it was in this dream. And yet I would love for them to really meet one another. SIGH...

I wonder if I will be able to sleep now.
 
I just bought thirty 'snapping crocodiles' and housed them in a pond on a hill along with my ducks. Concerned at how they might fare come our British Winter, I took a walk out at midnight with a torch to check up on them. But....what's this?? Not a croc in sight, but all my ducks are still there!! Escapee crocs or killer ducks???

Guess we'll never know as I'm awake again now!
 
:eek: So... In kindergarten... They showed us the mangled bloated body of our classmate to discourage us playing in the drainage ditches. Usually lost at least one or two small kids each year. Hundreds of pets. Gators, there. As an adult, I've never seen a croc or cayman eat someone, but I've watched them drug under, and I've seen remains on snags that bloated to the surface or that were washed out in floods. Nasty, vile creatures. And if they can live in the Pacific Northwest (pets set free, zoo mishaps) long enough to grow to adulthood in manmade &/or high silt lakes (don't freeze through) ... You may start losing pets next year, and kids the next. I'll take feral dogs over crocodiles any day of the week. You have time to shoot the dogs, and air to breathe. Baby crocodiles are jewel bright gorgeous, but they're deadly as f*ck once they get a little bit of size to them.
 
:eek: yeah....I don't think these ones were as sinister as that. To be honest, in this dream, I think it was the ducks that were the ones to watch out for.
 
Roflmao :laugh::roflmao::roflmao: .... OMG... @digger... Somehow, I missed the dream part :facepalm: Not that it's in the thread title or anything. Just clicked on new post.

I'm sitting here, like freaking out, going... Who sells these evil things in the UK? Why??? Waaaaaa-hyyyyyyyyyy? And why would digger release them??? World. Gone. Mad.

<<< Box of rocks :sorry:
 
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