Dreamland
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#23 ·
Karen Ramos said:Can someone give me an interpretation?
So, here's the deal...
It always happens to me. Once I finally wake up, I lose most of the dream. This time it was just some vague idea about texting my girl something sweet, and she replied with "love he he." That's it. Nothing else.
I'm listening. 😁
A text message? On one hand, you believe in the relationship, but on the other, it’s like you're terrified of it ending... at least subconsciously.
#24 ·
I don't think this has anything to do with love.😳
So, I’ve had these recurring dreams where I'm talking to people who have passed away. It happened with two specific individuals who aren't even connected. One was a guy, about 35, a former colleague from an old job at a firm similar to Deloitte; we worked incredibly well together. He died suddenly due to complications from a routine surgery. In the dream, I’m conversing with him, fully aware that he’s actually dead. Then there was a man in his 50s, a close relative I was very tight with. So, I’m having conversations with the deceased—what does that make me?😲
Plus, Coco tells me I'll be the first one to go out.🙂
So, I’ve had these recurring dreams where I'm talking to people who have passed away. It happened with two specific individuals who aren't even connected. One was a guy, about 35, a former colleague from an old job at a firm similar to Deloitte; we worked incredibly well together. He died suddenly due to complications from a routine surgery. In the dream, I’m conversing with him, fully aware that he’s actually dead. Then there was a man in his 50s, a close relative I was very tight with. So, I’m having conversations with the deceased—what does that make me?😲
Plus, Coco tells me I'll be the first one to go out.🙂
#25 ·
😁 It usually isn't even about death... it’s more about transitions and timing. I guess being aware you're talking to someone who passed is just a different vibe—like you're looking for advice or support during a big life shift, but there's nobody left to turn to.
Don't sweat it, 🙂
Don't sweat it, 🙂
#26 ·
Do a little digging into what they actually represent to you—it feels like that chapter is basically closed, and things are about to shift big time in those areas. As for the job situation, I guess that’s your sign you're heading toward retirement 😬 and that cousin of yours is just a link to the family—you know exactly which one I mean.
#27 ·
A bit morbid tonight 😳
First, I dreamed my mom was using nail clippers to trim my nails—way too much force, I guess—and she ended up nearly taking off my entire big toe 😳. I told her to be careful, obviously 😳, so I gave her my other hand, only for her to do the exact same thing to my other thumb, but even worse this time 😳.
Then, the scene shifts. I’m driving some sort of cargo van, and there are five corpses wrapped up like mummies in the front. Apparently, I have to prep them for a funeral home. I'm loading them into coffins one by one, stacking the caskets in the back of the van, while making sure a body stands right in front of each coffin 😳.
Out of those five mummies, two were tiny—like infants. But when I actually picked them up, I realized they weren't even real babies; they were just dolls 😳.
I really hate the full moon 🙂.
First, I dreamed my mom was using nail clippers to trim my nails—way too much force, I guess—and she ended up nearly taking off my entire big toe 😳. I told her to be careful, obviously 😳, so I gave her my other hand, only for her to do the exact same thing to my other thumb, but even worse this time 😳.
Then, the scene shifts. I’m driving some sort of cargo van, and there are five corpses wrapped up like mummies in the front. Apparently, I have to prep them for a funeral home. I'm loading them into coffins one by one, stacking the caskets in the back of the van, while making sure a body stands right in front of each coffin 😳.
Out of those five mummies, two were tiny—like infants. But when I actually picked them up, I realized they weren't even real babies; they were just dolls 😳.
I really hate the full moon 🙂.
#29 ·
Drew Ross2 said:Feeling pretty morbid tonight:
First, I dreamed my mom was trimming my nails with some kind of snack tool, and she caught my thumb nail way too hard and basically ripped the whole thing off 😳 and I’m just there telling her to watch it 😳 so I give her my other hand, and then she does the exact same thing to the other thumb, only this time she takes even more off 😳
Next scene: I’m driving this random van and there are five corpses wrapped up like mummies in the front of me. I have to prep them for the funeral home, so I'm loading them into caskets one by one and stacking those coffins in the back of the van, and I keep placing a living person standing right in front of every casket 😳
Out of those five mummies, two are tiny, like little babies, and when I pick them up, I realize they aren't actually real infants—they're just dolls 😳
I seriously hate full moons 🙂
Elizabeth Taylor 🙂 I like you 😍 🤣
Nails can symbolize:
a) Your ability to hold onto something, to cope, or to defend yourself
b) Femininity and sex appeal
Since it’s your mother, it’s really about *you*—specifically your maternal side. It might mean you're subconsciously afraid that your role as a mother is making it harder for you to fight for what you want in life or stripping away your edge/sexiness.
Those bodies could represent losing touch with certain people, maybe people leaving your life, or just shifting your focus and interests... Death is always about change; one door closes so another can open. A total pivot.
And since they were mummies—basically undefined people—maybe you're just craving a change of scenery or you're already halfway through doing it. Especially since you keep placing a living person in front of every single coffin.
#33 ·
Honestly, I can't remember a thing from today
Yesterday, my professor calls me in for a college exam. I walk into the lecture hall and see my own head sitting right there on the desk
And she just looks at me and says, "Well, look at that. You're immortal now." ☕
Good luck to anyone trying to make sense of that one... ☕
Yesterday, my professor calls me in for a college exam. I walk into the lecture hall and see my own head sitting right there on the desk
And she just looks at me and says, "Well, look at that. You're immortal now." ☕
Good luck to anyone trying to make sense of that one... ☕
#36 ·
Michelle Bennett14 said:Son? Dad, what are you even talking about? 🍿
Dreams, kid. Just dreams.😬
#37 ·
Michelle Bennett14 said:Son? Dad, where are you even at? 🍿
Sorry, but that’s just how we refer to God's children...
#40 ·
Carl Mitchell31 said:How Mianče always ends up caught in the crossfire
There isn't any fire without a little oxygen🙂