I didnt look at that site, but just to testify to it being some what real... Ive had TWO occasions when this has proven to be true...
lol its real..theres a reason we dream about weird shit. go toI didnt look at that site, but just to testify to it being some what real... Ive had TWO occasions when this has proven to be true...
Once I had a dream when I was around 18 that I was looking over a peir and I seen a big silver shiny coin at the bottom... I looked it up and it said, that I would be running into some money soon. Other than a paycheck I wasnt expecting anything. But like 2 days later this aunt that is not even close to me sent me a 1500 dollar check... "just because".... she never even sent me a birthday card before.
This is gonna be sick...but you cant control your dreams.
I had a dream that my dad and I were doin it... So I woke up feeling kinda sick and I wanted to know what it was about.
It said that someone close to me would be dying soon.
He committed suicide like a week later.
Coincidence? Who knows.
hmmm i dont think you can control your dreams. dreams are like messages i think.lol, dude I think fuckin your dad is a nightmare not a dream, at least I hope not.
But yes, I have been in a dream and was able to control what I did in the dream. I noticed that whatever I did other people in the dream would just go along with it.
a nightmare is still dreaming.lol, dude I think fuckin your dad is a nightmare not a dream, at least I hope not.
It's called Lucid Dreaming. And its completely possible to become completely conscious and in control of your dreams.hmmm i dont think you can control your dreams. dreams are like messages i think.
No, I didnt mean it like that.a nightmare is still dreaming.
What the fuck do you think I got off or something? You cant control what the fuck you dream about.
And when you do, its rare.
I think it was the "atleast I hope not." That pissed me off. Sorry. That just kinda offended me.No, I didnt mean it like that.
Thanks... I dont feel bad. You cant always control what goes on.Don't feel bad Jamie...I had a dream I was doin my mom one night...it really freaked me out. I wasn't right all damn day.
That sucks. .I guess because I'm an ex-addict I ALWAYS have dreams about doing drugs. Anything from smoking meth to banging Oxy's. I always have the shit in my hand and am sooooooo close to getting to do them, but something always happens and I can't. It's really frustrating
I totally believe thats really them visiting you. When my Dad committed suicide he wrote everyone notes but me. Like around 20. Including my two sisters. We had been in a lil spat 2 months before and I told him not to write me again until he grows up... well he didnt write. So I was so upset, cause I felt like there was no closure. One day I while I was hiking on the Napali Coast (which we often did together) I spoke out loud and asked if he could help me find closure. That night, he came to me in my dream. I pulled up at his house, he walked out and we hugged and we both started crying and the hug felt like it lasted forever... he said that he was sorry for what he did and he will always love me and be there for me. I woke up in tears but, therapeutically it really helped.I dream a lot about people who have passed away and I was close to them or old friends that I have lost contact with over the years. Sometimes you wake up and it seems so real like you really got to hang out with that person. I always wonder if it is a message or maybe they are thinking of me.. I don't know but dreams are fascinating.
.One time...right after I moved to Tampa...I happened across some Oxy's through a friend of a friend. I figured what the hell...one won't get me addicted again...so I got it. All went well and of course I proceeded to get fucked up that night. Anyways..after I finally made it to sleep, I had a dream that my dad was in my apartment. He never said a word to me, but I got this really strong feeling that he was angry with me. He never said a word.......when I woke up I felt so dissapointed in myself for doing the Oxy. I felt like I was 10 years old again and my dad had just reprimanded me for doing some dumb shit. I haven't touched another one since.
This is significant because when my dad passed, I was still a junkie and he knew it. It wasn't until after he passed that I cleaned myself up. I truly believe that was his way of showing me that he was dissapointed with my actions.