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Anonymous 11/01/04(Tue)05:30 No. 312

I had this dream...

It started with me and five of my friends ( we're all guys) and a girl I don't recognize, in this huge, bright cave of ice, with a trench descending straight into what seemed like nothingness. We were dressed in almost final fantasy-like garb and we had swords. all of a sudden, there were these huge bone like creatures that started to climb out of the nothingness. we were apparently waiting for them, when I looked to ask if they were ready to hold them off, but my friends had vanished, while their clothes had stayed behind.
I turned to see a window, ordinary glass window, up a formation of jagged ice, so I clambered my way up, and went through it. I now found myself in a dingy, musky room. The walls were moldy brown wallpaper, the carpet was a hospital type carpet, but had long since rotted away. there were boxes stacked up all along the walls, with a door in the corner, next to it being a teller-style window with wavy glass I could not see through. Upon examining the boxes, I found all of my earthly belongings to be in them, I also noticed that I was no longer in the fantasy clothing I had, but was now wearing my normal every day attire of a t- shirt, jeans and a faded hunter-green zip-up hoodie. All of a sudden, a shadow moved into the room, almost phasing through the door, which had swung wide open. The thing was upon me, it was an old mayan looking man, with a weird, white, poncho-like outfit on. he put his gnarled hand up to my chest and it felt as though he was tearing out a part of my soul. I remember screaming something to him, not in english, or any other language I know of, for that matter, and he just simply got up off of me, and walked out the door.
I got up, and turned back to the window, which was still open. I look outside, and I find myself staring out into the rain, nighttime, a terrible storm, but I look up and down, only to realize i'm in a huge brick building.
there is a drain pipe, next to the window, and I climb out to it, and begine sliding down to the ground, about three hundred feet it seemed, where the pipe abruptly ended fifteen feet off the ground. I remember my sister(who is the same age as I) looking out of a window about five stories up and yelling to me, asking where I was going. I simply told her to stay inside, and don't worry. I then saw my little brother yell my name, in the usual childish voice of a ten year old, and run off, vanishing into an out of place horizon of nothingness. I cannot explain what the nothingness was like, other than it was white, and light seemed to be black where it was. I fall the 15 feet to the ground, and immediately hear air raid sirens, and see searchlights. I run around the complex, and find myself on mainstreet of my hometown of west frankfort, illinois, where it is now sunny, bright and warm. Running down the road, I then see my friend eric, in a ups truck, turn hard, look out his window and yell to me, "GO!!!" I run down monroe street, past a houseI always thought was nice, where trees have now fallen and a crazed woman walks in circles calling out the name "Billy" as if beckoning a child to come back to mother. I continue running, and suddenly find myself in a dark stairwell. where I climb up and up and up hundreds of flights of stairs. I now find myself in a narrow hallway, with rooms on either side of me, extending so far past my sight all I see is black. The walls are water damaged, and there is a strange musk smell, where in all of it, is a sweet, welcoming smell. I follow the scent, hearing an old man's laughter behind one door, crying and screaming behind another, circus music behind another fades away as I walk miles, and miles and miles, still following that smell. I stop when I notice one of the doors are open, and I hear white noise coming from inside. I look at the number beside the door: 214. I walk inside, and there is a girl sitting at a vanity mirror (not the same one from the beginning). She looks oddly familiar, but I can't place a name or anything on her. She looks at me, and smiles. I ask her, "why are you here?" for some reason, and I look at the clock radio next to her. 2:14 it says. it feels like night, so I assume it's a.m. As I look back at her, she smiles again, and says three words. I cannot make out what she says. out of the static, the clock radio spits the word out. a word that sent shivers down my spine, and infused my memory with all that happened in this dream. "COME"
she gave me a worried look, stood up, barely reaching chest level on me, and hugged me. I wake up. I have had this dream once a year since I was eight. I am now 19.

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Anonymous 11/01/04(Tue)05:48 No. 313 >>182 here. can any one help? I've read books on dream interpretation, but they're all too vague. I need help! for ten years I've been confused!! I'm very open to any ideas, and I believe in possibilities, so if there is ANYTHING that you can do I would much appreciate it, and will help with as many posts I can in the future! It's like I can help other people, but I can't help myself!

>>	Anonymous 11/01/08(Sat)04:51 No. 314 File 129449107590.jpg - (69.86KB , 599x521 , 1292034967353.jpg ) what the hell your mind is full of fuck bump for you

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Kaito!ceoeoE39TU 11/01/08(Sat)05:33 No. 315 I know I am probably to late to help and all and you will never see this again but I am going to TRY to help, keep in mind this is all my opinion, and the entire interpretation is based upon your meaning behind the symbols and events, and I can only speculate what they mean to you based on what they mean to me. Its 5:30AM and I will start reading now and tell you what I think in a while. (please escuse any and all gramatical and spellical errors, I am very tired"

>>	Anonymous 11/01/09(Sun)22:52 No. 316 op here, I've been waiting for an explanation of this dream for years, I'm sure I can wait a little longer.

>>	Anonymous 11/01/10(Mon)04:18 No. 317 op again... but if anyone chances across this and can provide me with any insight, I would most appreciate it.

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your dream Ixys 11/03/14(Mon)09:25 No. 318 A few questions: When you looked and your friends had vanished, and you see the window and climed up are u running away from huge bone creature? Did u fear the creature? How about the mayan looking man did u feel fear when you see him? Again you climb thru another window ar eu runing away from the mayan man? when you hear air raid sirens, and see searchlights in the dream, what do you feel? Fear? Why do you run around the complex? When the girl gives up and hugged you how do u feel? You describe your dream very well but you lack feelings, how you felt and why you took certain actions in your dreams if necessary to make an interpretation.

>>	Anonymous 11/03/24(Thu)02:25 No. 319 >>209 the whole dream there's this drifting feeling. like I'm stuck in limbo. Except when I hugged the girl. that was relieving.

>>	Anonymous 11/05/02(Mon)00:00 No. 320 op here, had the dream again, but this time I remember who the girl was. a friend of mine, I like her quite a bit.

>>	Anonymous 11/05/16(Mon)23:19 No. 321 214 is where Theodicy is listed in the library in the Dewy system. With the problem of evil with that of god in religion.