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Post by Mr Nasty on Oct 17, 2004 4:37:01 GMT -5
Thanks from me too, Feigy. That was an ace analysis. ;D
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Post by MaxC on Oct 27, 2004 12:25:36 GMT -5
BTW, if you dream that you were going out with some guy, does that mean your gay?
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Post by TraditionalScream on Oct 27, 2004 20:21:40 GMT -5
Thanks Feigy Pants - that was a really good analysis. I'd never have thought about the things you said actually, but I relate. "Without knowing your emotions.." In the cinema one, everything was dark around me, except the B&W cinema screen (everything felt dark/hard to decipher). In the pushing Angelus in the wheelchair one - I guess I felt put upon and obligated, or a bit lost (but I don't really feel like that in RL, well sometimes the latter.) How did you learn this skill anyway? Is it actual psychoanalysis? Or intuition? Anyway, impressed.
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Post by Charisma69 on Feb 10, 2005 1:43:49 GMT -5
Okay Feigy, I hope this will flush you out of hiding. We miss you around here. ;D
I just woke up from a pretty bad nightmare. The dream is already fading because it took me forever to remember where this thread was. My brain is still asleep.
Anyway the dream itself isn't horribly scary it's just odd.
I was dreaming, well I don't remember what I was dreaming about exactly I just remember that in my dream I saw a moth flying around.
It was kinda odd looking but not so odd that I'd give it more than a second look.
Well in my dream I guess I had gone to bed. I remember hearing people talking in the other room I think it was two girls, one of whom I used to work with at McDonalds and the other one was a girlfriend whom I've never actually met (but she's a huge Buffy fan).
Anyway I remember that the one I don't really know kept freaking out because of the moth.
She kept screaming "What is this!" and I remember being annoyed because it was just a moth and not anything to scream about.
In my dream I could also see from her POV - I think psychically - and I remember seeing her room full of moths at one point.
Well then things calmed down there and I think I was asleep in my dream.
I remember trying to wake up for some reason - in my dream- and I couldn't get out of the covers.
Actually I couldn't really move at all. That started freaking me out.
When I was younger I had an episode of sleep paralysis that scared the holy crap out of me. I could really feel someone laying on me and holding me down. I couldn't move or scream or anything. Later on I found out that it happens to other people too so I wasn't so concerned about it.
Anyway back to the dream.
In my dream I remember thinking that I didn't want to go through the whole sleep paralysis thing again.
So I tried to wake myself up for real this time. And I couldn't.
I was stuck. I couldn't talk and it was really scaring me. I wish I was awake enough to really discribe this. Problem is by the time I'm that awake I will have totally forgotten my dream.
I remember fighting to wake up and trying to move. I kept telling myself it's only a dream it's just that sleep paralysis thing it's nothing to worry about.
I thought to myself, nobody is really there. Then I remember glancing up and I saw a shadowy figure over my bed. (I'm not sure if I really opened my eyes or if that was in my head. Scary either way)
Well that really set me off and I wanted to wake up even more but I couldn't.
So I kept repeating to myself - inside my head because I couldn't talk - "God help me! Help me please!" over and over again.
Finally I managed to wake up and my heart was pounding so hard I thought it was going to explode right out of my chest.
I don't have nightmares very often, and I've only done the sleep paralysis thing one other time, but this freaked me out.
Enough to where I had to wake myself up enough to log on and find this thread so I could bother you guys about it.
Now I'm going back to sleep, hopefully I don't have anymore bad dreams. I have to work in the morning.
*please excues and typos, misspellings, and grammar mistakes. My brain is not really functioning at the moment and I'm way too tired to proofread my post right now.*
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Post by tjaman on Feb 10, 2005 15:07:13 GMT -5
* gives Cordy a hug and switches on soothing white noice generator *
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Post by Bango on Feb 10, 2005 16:46:13 GMT -5
Wow, scary....the reason it's scary is because that always happens to me. That's why I usually don't go to bed, just wait the night out.
Those episodes,(as I call them), happen to me a lot. I wake up, but I can't open my eyes, move my body, or even saying anything,(well, I do try hard enough to get words out, but they're always low, and a bunch of mumbles).
So scary. I fight so hard while I'm having those episodes. So tiring, and yeah, heart pounding. Whenever I come out of it I always jump up from my bed,(not meaning to).
Scary!
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Post by Charisma69 on Feb 10, 2005 19:16:09 GMT -5
Wow, scary....the reason it's scary is because that always happens to me. That's why I usually don't go to bed, just wait the night out. Those episodes,(as I call them), happen to me a lot. I wake up, but I can't open my eyes, move my body, or even saying anything,(well, I do try hard enough to get words out, but they're always low, and a bunch of mumbles). So scary. I fight so hard while I'm having those episodes. So tiring, and yeah, heart pounding. Whenever I come out of it I always jump up from my bed,(not meaning to). Scary! Thanks Bango. So this happens to you all the time?
I don't think I could deal with it that often. I just wish I knew why I had that dream.
And what does the Moth have to do with anything?
Well my dream after that episode was rather funny.
I had a dream that I was at work - not that's not the funny part - and for some reason the store manager had a six pack of beer (in bottles) at the managers desk.
There was some guy there doing some sort of inspection and we were trying to make sure he didn't find the beer.
Now that was odd.
So, did anyone give any drugs to our shared Brian[/b]? [/color]
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Post by Charisma69 on Feb 10, 2005 19:17:49 GMT -5
* gives Cordy a hug and switches on soothing white noice generator *
Thanks tj. ;D
I actually had Little s**t come in the room and keep me company.
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Post by Dr. Purple Goddess on Feb 11, 2005 12:53:18 GMT -5
Okay, now for the long awaited dream analysis....
First of all Cordy, I think you may be crazy. lol I kid because I love!
Seriously, you might already be able to figure out what I'm about to tell you. But here are some theories...
It sounds as though this dream has to do with feelings of being cut off from people. You are insecure or worried about the relationships you have with people and are a bit self-centered in the interactions you do have with them.
Perhaps you are tired of worrying about your own problems but can't seem to connect to those around you to be of any use otherwise.
Mind you, this is not me being all judgy, as I don't know what is really going on, but if I had to guess, I'd say you've had glimpses of these feelings while awake but have never acted on them. You have avoided talking to those with whom you are closest because their problems are....well, let's face it....mundane and mothlike. Or the more obvious, repetitive.
I could be way off base here, but you seem to have run the gambit on emotions in this dream. I would almost think this dream is a direct reaction to a specific event. However, it's more likely a culmination of feelings regarding the interaction or lack there of, with someone close to you.
I may not be anywhere near on track here, but perhaps there is someone in your life who's sang the same sad song so much....You've stopped listening, or have emotionally checked out. Just something to think about.
Or, it could be bad shrimp.....unless you were stuck in the no shrimp dimension like I was for all this time lol.
Let me know if you have questions about this. I could have gone into describing what the imagery itself means, but that wouldn't be nearly as pompous and...well...fun. ;D
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Post by Charisma69 on Feb 21, 2005 18:23:56 GMT -5
Thanks for the dream analysis Feigy. Sorry I didn't have time to get back to you before this.
I'm not entirely sure how on-base the analysis is, but my friend Celeste has been mostly anti-social for over a year now and that gets really old.
We used to go out every Sat. night. Now if we do something, she pretty much just wants to come over and watch movies. Now I like watching movies but I also want to go out and interact with other people.
If we do go out and I start talking to, or hanging out with anyone who is not her then she is asking me if I'm ready to leave yet. As long as I only talk to her she is fine to stay there.
Her mood has been improving of late so I can't see why I'd be having a dream in regards to stuff going on with her. If this dream happened 6 months ago I'd say it probably was regarding that issue.
Lately my social circle has grown and I'm actually getting invited to do too many things. With school I just don't have the time to go hang out with people all the time.
I would be interested in hearing the symbolism behind the dream analysis. I've always been interested in dreams. For the most part I enjoy my dreams, just not that one. But it is interesting to see what it all might mean.
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Post by Charisma69 on Mar 1, 2005 18:30:01 GMT -5
Here I am again with another strange dream. I hope I can remember enough of it since I didn't have time to log on before work this morning.
I had this dream after I went back to bed after getting my son up for school. It really didn't take me too long to fall back into REM sleep.
Anyway the dream consisted of tarantulas. Thousands of them overrunning the town I was in.
I say town I was in because it totally wasn't where I actually live.
Now that I think on it the town was kinda like an old west town or something. I don't mean with saloons and dirt roads, just small and with lots of old buildings.
The tarantulas were everywhere. I couldn't get away from them. I remember trying to go through this house and there were spider webs everywhere. The doorway to this one room was covered in them, you couldn't even get in the door.
I know there were several of us trying to get away from them, but I don't remember who I was with.
We ran out of town to this big empty building and there was some guy there. He was the cause of the whole situation. He was, and this is going to sound really dumb, he was like the pied pipper of spiders or something. At least that's what we called him in the dream.
The dream gets really fuzzy here. I remember we were having some sort of battle with him and we kept going through all sorts of machinery or something like we were in a factory.
Then I think I remember something about a huge, like bigger than me, spider hanging from the ceiling.
It ended up getting killed somehow, it blew up and I had spider goo all over me. Pretty gross too.
Then all the tarantulas were rounded up and put inside this one huge tent, like a circus tent only not all colorful and circus-y.
Then I woke up. Very strange dream. I don't classify it as a nightmare because it didn't freak me out in real life - just in the dream.
I've never really had dreams about spiders before even though I'm terrified of them. It was a completely odd dream, and it's the second "spider" dream I've had recently. I don't remember anything about the other one except it also had a lot of spiders in it.
So, what does it all mean?
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Post by Dr. Purple Goddess on Apr 28, 2005 8:53:32 GMT -5
Okay, not to ignore the last dream u posted Cordy, hell you probably forgot you had it by now....but I have just had the most messed up Jossverse related dream ever. Unfortunately I already know where it comes from. But let me tell it anyway.
First some explaination about time line....there really isn't one. The order of events is skewed in my mind. So, here goes.
I end up in this graveyard. I'm visiting my brother's grave, only it isn't the place he is actually burried....As I sit there thinking of him and pondering about stuff like his last moments on Earth, and other deep thoughts....
This caravan of Mac trucks shows up. Low and behold, Joss Whedon get's out of one of the truckds and comes up to me. He begins talking to me about my being a fan of his work. I of course blubber on about how this is so....the whole time I'm trying to monitor myself to make sure I don't come off as an empty headed fan...But of course, I am not succeeding.
My mother shows up and starts to tell him of the more fanatical things about me....and of course this embarasses me beyond belief. But like any good Jewish mother, which she isn't, she begins telling him of my accomplishments...Masters degree, Therapist, blablabla and that I also happen to write.
So, he asks to see my work, and I begin a bumbling response full of excuses as to why I haven't gotten started yet. And while all are legitimate to my real life...they still felt like excuses, and completely lame as I was saying them.
However, for whatever reason, he doesn't just go away, he manages to find a place to hook up electric and water to these trucks for a prolonged stay, in where ever the hell we were, which I don't know.
Instead, he tells me he has a piano, I tell him I've dabbled and that I am also a certified piano tuner, which I am in real life...though I haven't done that in years. And he begins to play and I play a bit with him....but deciding to go with my strong suit, I decide to sing instead. Well, he's impressed with this, but he doesn't say so....
Instead, Joss tells me he has a surprise that he knows I'll like, and David B. pops out of one of the trucks. And of course I'm in heaven. But heaven is destroyed when I open my mouth to say something intelligent and it all comes out useless fan drivel.
Well, he seems to be putting up with my babbling for quite some time. The thing is, when I get nervous, I tend to make jokes....and since the majority were guys, they were often sexually explicit and just plain raunchy....
Okay, the theme is repetitive as you can see. My biggest insecurities play throughout the interactions of this dream. I gotta say, this wasn't one of those dreams where the situation was innocuous (SP) while the emotions were scarey, the whole thing was down right disturbing, because I turned into this bumbling idiot who couldn't link two words together that made adult sense. And it was in front of people I really wanted to impress.
Well, you'll get the connection when I tell you that I was making call backs yestarday for job interviews I have been on. Trying to ride that line of letting them know I'm still interested in the job, and not seeming desparate and harrassing about getting jobs, is very hard on the ego.
I guess the most disturbing thing was how vivid the dream was, and the emotions tied to it.
At the end of the dream, Joss and Dave both told me to call them. And so I asked Joss, did he really want me to call or was he being nice? And would he be more comfy if I emailed him. I trailed off telling them both that if I became a nuisance to tell me. And of course that made me feel even more stupid for not being confident that they meant what they said, or that I cared;
Talk about letting things get to you eh? Just recapping this dream makes me sweat. Of course it is still very fresh.
So, anyone here worried that I am the therapist yet? LOL
I left out a few things, but I did get some neat collectables in my dream....Oh and DB's wife was fat and brunette in my dream and I wrongly thought I had the edge over her lol.
So, I managed to address my insecurities about my getting a job [acceptance from boss types]...my body image, my guilt about not getting started on my creative endeavors, grief about my losses, and social anxieties, all in one dream....at least I'm efficient...But boy did it put me on overload when I woke up.
Okay, done now.
Whew that felt good just to get that off my chest.
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Post by Charisma69 on Apr 28, 2005 13:08:09 GMT -5
Okay, not to ignore the last dream u posted Cordy, hell you probably forgot you had it by now..... You were correct. I had forgotten all about my dream.
Your dream sounds tiring, it's pretty cool that you can analyze your own dreams though.
I'm not looking forward to the job search after graduation. Especially since my son caught the house, and thus my car of fire yesterday. *for a full account read here.*
Not having a car will make the job hunting process a bit more difficult. I really hope things work out with my insurance so that can be fixed.
It doesn't seem strange that you're a therapist though. It seems to make it more likely that you can understand where your patients are coming from. I think someone who's never had issues themself is not qualified to help other people solve their issues.
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Post by Dr. Purple Goddess on Apr 29, 2005 0:47:29 GMT -5
I took little comfort in knowing where that dream came from. Yes it was very tiring. I woke up out of breath because I was in the middle of the babble fest about whether or not I should call Joss like he said, or just email him lol. Not to mention my internal dialog telling myself to "shut the hell up, you driveling idiot.
I was so hard on myself in that dream. The thing is that I feel all those things in real life...But they were magnified like a zillion times...plus the situation of making an ass of myself in front of people I admire also blows goats.
I am all better now though. The cool thing is now I recognize that I feel insecure about many things right now, and to be careful about the things I tell myself. No giving in to exaggerations about a situation, and no negative self talk. Otherwise I really will make an ass of myself hehe. Don't wanna start those dirty jokes until after the first 2 months of work lol.
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Post by Charisma69 on Apr 29, 2005 0:52:53 GMT -5
So, is there any chance that you'd want to analyze the dream I forgot about?
I'm kinda curious as to what it was all about, now that I've been reminded of it.
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