Understand My Dreams

Dreams muscle

I started out in a small classroom with my schoolmates. Our teacher handed us homework that we would have to do each night until our test. The test was in four days and it was very important. Next, i went to a ranch for peace and quiet and a place to study. I was rejected entrance by the residents: adolescent kids. Then i suddenly looked at my upper left arm and my skin was peeling as if i had a sunburn. Nothing too serious but when i peeled a small piece of skin, all of the tissue came off with it, right to the muscle.

I often dream vivid dreams. Last night I was swimming in the ocean, alone, far from shore but with it still in sight. In the distance, a jet came into view. The closer it came to me, the more I could see that it was going to crash. Out of control, the jet ambled towards me. I had nowhere to go, no way to escape. I felt certain it was going to attempt a water landing with me in its path. I was left only to pray, and watch. It came closer and closer. Flying low, I dove underwater as it approached, fighting to go deeper. The plane squealed loudly as it skimmed the surface of the water above me. I could look up and see its belly scratching and clawing the surface above. The sound was deafening, a collective terrorizing shout of fear of the hundreds of nameless faces inside I could not see. As the plane skid past me, and with my lungs empty and crying for air, I fought with every muscle in my body aching to break back to the top and breathe again. I made it just in time, looking over my shoulder with weak but effusive pants just in time to see the plane bellow into the giant beachside hotel buildings, destroying them on impact with a deafening blow that echoed for miles. The anticipated explosion followed. I spent the next few minutes back underwater hiding and looking up as debris fell and tattered my surroundings forming a blanket that sought to drown me. Treading water moments later, the once peaceful ocean was littered and trashed with fiery scraps of metal, junk and torn body parts. I rescued a drowning boy and his sister. They were maybe five. Twins. Crawling onto the beach with the boy and the girl on my back, wringing to my neck, I laid them down. They were alive, whoever they were. I woke up.

I was walking with my daughter in the evening toward our house which had lights on and was comfortable looking. I looked up and noticed in the sky was forming clouds in the shape of a mans leg. She thought they were just clouds. I looked up again and saw the clouds had formed a giant man and it was walking through the sky. It touched down on earth and had no skin just muscles, it was a giant glowing blue man. It was angry and beating a thin, familiar man inside my house. I was afraid for my children in the basement. I left my daughter at the tree next to our house, in the dark and rescued my baby sons from the basement. As I ran out the glowing muscular giant sucked the soul out of the mans face over the internet. I ran with my children away from the giant. There were more coming out of the sky. It was early evening and it was raining as my husband drove the car dangerously on a wet road. I was telling him my dream and he fell asleep instantly. He would not wake up and he was too fat and heavy for me to move. I was very afraid the car was going to crash. I was screaming for him to wake up and hitting and shaking him. I was trying to steer the car and pull it over as cars swerved around me.

I dreamed that I was standing in the kitchen with my family and my Aunt walking around, making dinner I think. My dad walked in with the coffin of his older sister, my aunt, and laid it on the blue stool next to the kitchen table. He also brought in the coffins of his mother and father, my grandmother and grandfather. I look in the coffin of my aunt, and saw that her skull and most of her bones were bleach white, except for her pelvic area. Her body was still decomposing and her thigh muscles were red and still attached. There were black spiders crawling all over her inside the coffin. My dad said we were doing a "coffin change" or something like that, and moved his mother and father's body into the same coffin as my aunt. My grandmother and grandfather's bones were yellowing, obviously older, but still decomposing. My aunt said that it was time to put on the music; my grandmother played the piano, so she got out a CD of her playing and put it in the CD player we have in our kitchen. I stood in horrified silence staring at the bodies while everyone else made dinner. My Aunt sat in a green chair we got rid of long ago, from our old house.

I was on the road for an excursion with some unknown "friends" and on our trip, we end up on a dark swampy are, were there are lots of rodents, and huge crocodile, we tried to find our way back but we ended up being chase by these rodents and crocodile, we came accross to some residents in the area who gave us knives so we could fight back against these chasing elements on us, i find myself in a certain house with some muscle men in there and with gunshots on their abdomen. i was then in a hurry to cross the bridge runnig after another car in it, is a baby boy i was trying to catch.so i need to cross the wreck bridge with some hungry huge crocodile beneath the bridge.

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