I dreamt I was inside one of my favorite novels trying to defeat the apocalyptic force that threatened all the worlds...and then somehow tried to seduce the queen of the enemy forces in order to make her back off.

Huh.

Quote from: Your Humble Savant on August 14, 2012, 09:33:41 PM
Bollocks to that. You're beautiful just as you are, at all points past, present, and yet to come in your life. I know it's tough in transit, though I can't imagine the pain of being in the wrong body. But try not to let anyone, most of all yourself, tell you otherwise. -hugs-

Thanks, YHS.

I dreamt that I wanted to go back to the first school that I was at and finish there too
Not only that but I wanted to rejoin the swim team
Had to do a big apology to the team for leaving them in the first place
Then my former coach gave me the choice of being a woman or swimming.
I walked out of the rec center after refusing and then I woke up

I dreamt my son got superpowers and he got super smart. I don't actually remember the dream. I just remember it taking awhile this morning to remember that my son does not have superpowers.

In the last really good dream I had, I saw a nuclear detonation and it would always wake me up, because it was startling to me. This dream recurred several times until finally the last time I had the dream I plunged right into the heart of the blast, right down to the heart of the outward accelerating core. It was one of those secrets of the universe moments. I'd do it again just to see more.

Absolutely glorious.

A rather intriguing dream, where I was 58 years old, CEO of my own clothing company in France. I had a husband who was my assitant/co-CEO and also 26 years younger than me (ore?), that I had been married to for 12 years and dated for 2 before hand (omg!) and a daughter through a surrogate mother but with my ex-husband, which i had been married to for 17 before hand (with a year break in between the two), who now works as my Chief of Security. The dream started off like a nicely complex romance but quickly changed with a particular violent and physical fight with the current husband (i ended up with stitches and a concusion, omg) and later on i had a heart attack. it ends with husband number 2 leaving in a rage and me chasing after him, only after being yeld at to by the ex. There was a brief dramatic fight at the airport, but the two of us ended up getting back together.

i woke up completely and utterly exhausted.... - o -

Quote from: Liam Erik on August 18, 2012, 02:09:39 PM
In the spirit of JayKyle's dream, I had one in which my partner was in a violent drug-induced rage.  All I thought about and did, same scenario over and over all night, was getting our kid safely out of the house.  My partner then beat the hell out of me, but I didn't care because the kid was safe.

crazy how you had one similar...hmm maybe our subconcious's are trying to tell us something?

I don't know what it is with me and sexy dreams lately, but this one made even less sense than normal:

I was driving in the North Bay, 'round abouts Marin/Sausalito area, then next thing I know I'm flying on one of the eagles from Lord of the Rings. It takes me to this really fancy resort with abstract architecture and I end up making out with one of my college buds O.o

I don't even do drugs. The hell is all this about? 

I dreamed that my sister was driving and and she slowly pulled up to her old house she jumped out of the car and told me to take the wheel.  I was terrified as she was serious.  I had to take off my seatbelt and try to hop on her side to control the wheel but the wheel seemed jammed and I winded up going into a lake but managed to turn it back to shore.  The cops circled me and said my sister was arrested for negligiance and they took her and her husband away.  I tried to contest it saying how it was my fault but then one cop told me that I am basically about to get arrested so I was like nevermind lol.

In another dream I dreamed that I was fighting someone and that I crushed their face and bones snapped as their face turned bloody.  Then I took all of his clothes.

Then in another dream I dreamed that there were naked tribal boys dancing around my house while grabbing themselves and that made me feel angry and dysphoric.

Satan can't get me during the day but he sure trys at night.. he had me eating poop last night as if i was separating it with my teeth from a toilet.. nasty dream.. The other night he had an ex drug addict who OD try and taunt me and then there is the sex dreams .. satan or the evil one is a nasty one..

There has been some good dreams of me flying too.. thank God..

I had such a real dream last night
and i met this woman who was so cool

She liked me for me and there was no sex. We just hung out. There were times when her nose would turn a bright red with speckles.. She is a brunette and just a simple looking female. She must have been about 33 yrs old.. She lived up above a bar and didn't seem to like where she lived and she made me feel so loved. In the dream i didn't try anything with her when she invited me to her apartment. She was constantly leaning into me and making me feel wanted. She was so real except for her nose. The nose did get big and fat but not long. Many speckles and red dots in a red hue.. Anyway she was so cool and nice and i feel like she is really out there somewhere and she is looking for me. Myself i had given up on a partner for over 5 yrs and i still feel this way. It just was so real and she made me feel so good inside.

I dreamed that I saw the whole day through my cat's eyes...weird.

I dreamed I was Alan Rickman, and that I was seducing Emma Thompson.

The first thing that comes to mind (it happened years ago), was one where I'm in Pittsburgh and I'm fighting zombies with Neve Campbell and Fairuza Balk. Coolest dream ever.

Just had a very odd dream that woke me up.

I was on a cruise ship, called the Klattenberg, or something like that. It was going up a fjord, or a big river or some sort. Steep sided cliffs on either side. And it started to sink. To start with, no one was the slightest bit interested, and some even were saying how it wasn't happening. Then the water started creeping in. It was icy cold. This ship had shiny white walls, and a big windowed room at the front. Everyone on board started congregating in that area. For some reason, people's possessions started appearing there in neat little rows.

The dream shifted and I was in a library, looking for something. Sunglasses, I think, to prevent the glare. I could hear the stories of huge banging noises on a loudspeaker overhead (quite why there would be a loudspeaker in a library is beyond me but anyway). The voice was saying how no one knew if the noises were an earthquake or something else, and there would be an update later on in the day. And I remember thinking "I know what it is, and you won't have to wait that long to find out." I could hear a faint alarm warning saying alert, all passengers abandon ship, all passengers abandon ship, this is not a drill, this is not a drill!"

And then I was back on board, and I knew somehow that the ship had run aground on a rock outcrop or something, and there was a very deep section of water that it was going to fall back into. I tried warning people but they wouldn't listen. Everyone was screaming. A man came up to me and shook me, he had a panicked look on his face. He was talking about how he'd lost his son, and how his son had failed to report to the front desk. He kept shouting it over and over and over. "I've lost my son, I've lost my son."

I asked him what his son looked like and he didn't seem to know. Only that he had white hair. Or blonde hair. He sat down in the cold water and started rocking back and forward, moaning about how he'd lost his son. I offered to go and look for him but the man shook his head and stared at me, and then started shouting "he's not here, you'll never find him. He's not here. He's not here." By this time the water was getting deeper and I knew I had to go and find the captain. I walked through seemingly endless corridors, which were changing to a dull red colour, all the time this alarm thing was sounding. All passengers abandon ship, all passengers abandon ship, this is not a drill, this is not a drill! And I could feel the whole ship tipping backwards.

I got to the captain's cabin and the captain wasn't there. There was only a note on the desk. "They're all going to die. Life is fading. It's my fault. I should have been better." It was written in blood. Through a window in the cabin I could see a huge wave crashing down the fjord, flattening trees, coming towards the ship. The walls turned red and the alarm started screaming at me. Get off the ship, you stupid b*tch, you're going to die! over and over. I couldn't move though. My heel was caught in something. I could just watch the wave engulf the ship and it sank back over the rocky thing it had run aground on and back into the deep water. I fell back and saw it was a hand that had grabbed my foot. There was a dead man there with a horrid grin on his face, holding my foot. The alarm changed again and started blaring you're never leaving! You don't deserve life. You have to stay!.

And then I couldn't breathe. My lungs filled with water. And I woke.

Very odd dream.

I dreamed that Mitt Romney had become my new PSR worker (person that helps me with my PTSD)    It was quite frightening

An orca tried to eat my brother's arm, and then my feet. I escaped by hiding in a Port-o-Potty.

Sephirah the parts of your dream that involve that guys son reminded me of dreams i used to have. A guy raped me once, a boyfriend, over and over in this one night, and I got pregnant. I had a miscarriage far enough in that it was substantial and bloody and kinda horrifying, and then for a couple years I had dreams about a little boy. He was sometimes real and sometimes translucent and ghostlike, and his name was Nick. He was the kid I didn't have. I know it was just psychological nonsense, but it was compelling. That kid was so important to me, and I wanted to do right by him, but he wasn't real.

Last night I dreamed that my unvaccinated cat got out and cavorted with the neighbors' cats. Very mundane. I got up and asked my roommate if he let the cat out by any chance but lol of course he didn't.

I dreamt I was sitting in kitchen, fully transititioned mtf, and my daughter walked in, did whatever it was she was doing,  and didn't pay any attention to me - internally in the dream I was panicking that she would recognize me as *just* her dad dressed en femme and freak out. I expected some sort of negative reaction. Instead she acted as nothing was out of the ordinary - to the point of totally ignoring me.  Her reaction to the situation I took as acceptance of my transition - either that or I was no longer in this world and she was unaware of my presence.

Dreams...weird sh*t.

I dreamt I was the pet of a huge Chinese dragon-dog beast thing. Oh, and as usual I was in a hurry and had to walk through the multiethnic food market without stopping to eat (do you have regular dream venues? I have loads...)