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Post by peterba on Apr 1, 2023 6:28:39 GMT
How the dream got to that point is anyone's guess, as I've no recollection.
..... and so does that.
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Post by Kath on Apr 4, 2023 8:00:34 GMT
I went to see the woman who runs a local art gallery because my ears needed cleaning. She was pulling solid lumps of earwax out with a pair of industrial looking pliers. At one point she was leaning in very close and kissed me. I was a bit surprised but not horrified until both my sons ( ?) walked in and said they were going to tell my dad.
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Apr 4, 2023 20:05:52 GMT
Post by peterba on Apr 4, 2023 20:05:52 GMT
I went to see the woman who runs a local art gallery because my ears needed cleaning. She was pulling solid lumps of earwax out with a pair of industrial looking pliers. At one point she was leaning in very close and kissed me. I was a bit surprised but not horrified until both my sons ( ?) walked in and said they were going to tell my dad.
Sanity re-confirmed, Kath!
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Post by mick on Apr 7, 2023 7:50:04 GMT
This bit is real! After fixing my tripod yesterday I took my grandson to a nature reserve to photograph wood ants.
Now the dream - and it's the only dream I've remembered for many, many, years. We got back from our trip and discovered that one of the cameras was missing. Rushed back to the ants and found them dragging the camera into their anthill. The anthill was flowing, a bit like water, around the camera as it disappeared. We grabbed the strap and started pulling but we were no match for the ants. Just as my fingers started to be pulled into the anthill I was woken by our dog barking like crazy.
Mick
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Apr 7, 2023 10:03:16 GMT
Post by Kath on Apr 7, 2023 10:03:16 GMT
This bit is real! After fixing my tripod yesterday I took my grandson to a nature reserve to photograph wood ants. Now the dream - and it's the only dream I've remembered for many, many, years. We got back from our trip and discovered that one of the cameras was missing. Rushed back to the ants and found them dragging the camera into their anthill. The anthill was flowing, a bit like water, around the camera as it disappeared. We grabbed the strap and started pulling but we were no match for the ants. Just as my fingers started to be pulled into the anthill I was woken by our dog barking like crazy. Mick Excellent.
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Apr 7, 2023 20:51:58 GMT
Post by lesleysm2 on Apr 7, 2023 20:51:58 GMT
The main thing I remember from a lot of my dreams is I'm always in a tidy house
Must be my subconscious dropping hints
Seriously I need to sort things out in my living room. Tuesday when I came in I'd had a delivery of a couple of tops so I unpacked them just to check they were okay then threw the bag they came in somewhere in the living room
Wednesday I thought I'd wear one but I haven't been able to find the bag yet!
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Apr 7, 2023 21:00:19 GMT
Post by JohnY on Apr 7, 2023 21:00:19 GMT
The main thing I remember from a lot of my dreams is I'm always in a tidy house Must be my subconscious dropping hints Seriously I need to sort things out in my living room. Tuesday when I came in I'd had a delivery of a couple of tops so I unpacked them just to check they were okay then threw the bag they came in somewhere in the living room Wednesday I thought I'd wear one but I haven't been able to find the bag yet! That's no dream for me. Its reality. I need to declutter in order to refurbish. Its no longer a joke. My bungalow is becoming a project. The daft thing is that I can actually afford the project.
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Apr 10, 2023 5:48:27 GMT
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Post by Kath on Apr 10, 2023 5:48:27 GMT
For some reason I am both camping under a makeshift tarp at top of a very complicated series of hills dotted with cedar trees and working in an ancient and very tiny pub at the bottom of the hills in a woodland clearing. There is a breakfast rush on and I have to go back to my tarp to fetch something. I take the opportunity to get out of my skirt and tights to give my toes some freedom but my scrunchy breaks so I have to try and fix it with a stapler. I don’t want to go back to the pub where the three bar staff are wedged in behind the bar and can’t really work because there is only room for one, and there’s an increasingly angry mob waiting for cider. The chef is struggling to keep up with all the orders for chicken that he’s trying to cook in a big fire pit in the garden and there’s an unexpected band member asking for a feather boa or he can’t sing. There are thunderstorms coming soon and I am questioning whether we really ought to leave all this electrical equipment plugged in at the back of the tarp.
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Apr 10, 2023 11:12:08 GMT
Post by willien on Apr 10, 2023 11:12:08 GMT
For some reason I am both camping under a makeshift tarp at top of a very complicated series of hills dotted with cedar trees and working in an ancient and very tiny pub at the bottom of the hills in a woodland clearing. There is a breakfast rush on and I have to go back to my tarp to fetch something. I take the opportunity to get out of my skirt and tights to give my toes some freedom but my scrunchy breaks so I have to try and fix it with a stapler. I don’t want to go back to the pub where the three bar staff are wedged in behind the bar and can’t really work because there is only room for one, and there’s an increasingly angry mob waiting for cider. The chef is struggling to keep up with all the orders for chicken that he’s trying to cook in a big fire pit in the garden and there’s an unexpected band member asking for a feather boa or he can’t sing. There are thunderstorms coming soon and I am questioning whether we really ought to leave all this electrical equipment plugged in at the back of the tarp. Put it to music and you will have something to rival Louden Wainright iii's Acid Song.
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Apr 11, 2023 11:20:40 GMT
Post by Kath on Apr 11, 2023 11:20:40 GMT
I'd returned to art school and on my first day I was in a large room cluttered with other people's belongings and had to spend some time trying to find my own. There were two young men working on what I at first thought was some kind of paper cut-out mural because the floor had a lot of little pieces of paper with holes where shapes had been cut but it was actully all made of clay. They kissed each other and when I looked away to give them some semblance of privacy, one gave me a look that clearly was accusing me of homophobia while the other winked at me. I found my stuff, four bags and a coat that had arms twice the normal length and took them up to the dorms. I was sharing with a girl of about twenty and although she seemed to have already chosen one side of the room it was somehow not clear which bed she wanted so I put some of my stuff on each. That's when I noticed it was raining in the room and both beds had puddles just below where the pillows were. There was also a small stream of water running out of the wardrobe towards the pick and mix stand which was half blocking my exit. The cleaning lady came round and mopped. She asked me if I wanted any of the sweets because she was selling them from my bedroom and I asked her if anyone ever stole any. She said not and I recognised her as my old neighbour. Looking out of the bedroom window I could see where I'd been gathering my things earlier only now there was some sort of cabaret act going on there. I joined in and in this dream at least could sing...rather brilliantly. Everyone gathered round congratulating me and it all got a bit much so I said I was going for a drive. However I'd not gone far before the road filled up with what I initially thought were teeny remote controlled blue and yellow robots on wheels, skittering about all over the place but which when I looked again were chicks. I was desperately trying not to crush any of them and slid off the road into a field that was writhing with damaged cats. A lady told me to skirt around them but it was next to impossible as there were so many of them. She flung a ginger cat into the car and it curled up on my lap under the steering wheel where I could see that it's cheek-eye was about to fall out. Thankfully at this point my husband woke me up with a coughing fit.
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Post by kate on Apr 15, 2023 14:18:55 GMT
I dreamt I ended up at an auction. There were a load of paintings stacked up on the floor by a table. The auctioneer was trying to drum up interest. One picture stood out from the others and as much as I could see, it was gold, red and green swirls and lines and quite large. The auctioneer said I won't tell you exactly where this came from, but it was on the Isle of Wight. It is famous and very desirable. I said no thanks. There's no subtlety to it and simply eye candy. Don't care who it belonged to or who painted it. Fortunately I woke up, so never heard the outcome.
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Post by Kellen on Apr 29, 2023 13:43:53 GMT
I seem to have lots of dreams where I'm in the woods, trying to escape and find a way out. Funny, I have a frequent dream which is the inverse of that, flying over the woods and thinking they look so beautiful, but frustrated that I can't find a landing spot to get into them.
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Post by dreampolice on Jun 2, 2023 6:33:39 GMT
I woke up in the early hours after having a really odd dream. It was the dream that woke me. I was going to write it down as it was that weird, but I couldn't be bothered and soon fell asleep again.
The bits I can remember now are I was with 2 other people and we had to get into a wooden cart that was on tracks, like a fair ground ride, but was more like a Flintstones car, and I had to be stood at the front controlling it. As I released a multitude of levers we started to move forward on the track, which rumbled onwards quickly coming to a loop. We got faster and went around the vertical 360 degree loop and shot off again down the track. It was odd in that I could really feel the sensation of going upside down at speed. We finished the ride and I had pain with a choking sensation. I put my fingers in my mouth and I had something piercing my tongue. I pulled it out and it was a tie pin, in the shape of a necktie but made out of tin (like old kids toys) and the pin part was through my tongue. I had to pull 2 or 3 more from my mouth. I could feel the pain in my dream, which is what awoke me I assume.
Very strange.
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Post by beatnik69 on Jun 4, 2023 0:14:01 GMT
I had a dream that I was at some swanky event, like the Oscars or something. I went into the toilets, only to find Matthew Perry (Chandler Bing from Friends) practising karate kicks. He told me that he had a bad hip and knee, but had discovered a secret method to fix them. I told him that I had a bad hip and knee (I do) and he was just about to tell me the fix when I woke up
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Jun 4, 2023 20:03:56 GMT
Post by lesleysm2 on Jun 4, 2023 20:03:56 GMT
I quite regularly dream I am back in H K Lewis, where I worked for 10 really happy years. In my dreams the place doesn't look like it did but somehow I know it's H K Lewis and all my old colleagues are there then I come to ring something up on the till or use the EPOS system (which we never had in reality) and I get annoyed because I just can't do it!
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