Understand My Dreams

Dreams brain

Dreams do not tell you anything. a dream is just like an extpushpiae for yr mind. things you have been through will come in a total bizar mix together to some happening we call a dream. if you raffle all the peaces of that dream you will see that each thing is something you have done, seen heard in being awake before. wsince our brain is just a messy computer, the dream does not come out exactly as things did happen, meaning like awake we are not even able to remember everything in 100%detail, things always seem different in our memory. so its JUST the same with dreams.They tell you absolutely NOTHINg about the future

M a 16 year old girl and i had a dream i woke up in this new house, it was so modern and nice. I woke up and went into my sister and she was acting weird... as in talking slow... she was telling me about going to school and i worked out i went to this 'new' school so i went to get ready and my hair had been cut off short and was blonde. i asked my sister who the hell cut my hair and dyed my hair and she told me, what are you talking about? its been like that for months... So i just figured she was lying and then i went and then i got a message from my friend anthony saying i still think about how unlucky you where... i didnt get it! then my friend zac came over and i asked him why i didnt remember moving in and he was acting really happy that i remembered something! and he told me that 5 months before that me and my best friends were 'high' and we were in a car accident and i got brain damage and i didnt remember anything from that 5 months. my sister didnt act happy for me at all and the only time i saw my dad was when he walked down the hall way.. Why wernt my parents in my dream, why did my sister not care for me? what does this dream mean?

I am in a forest, hidden by a bush, but kinda visible. There is an old malfunctioning car falling apart, old model not to be produced anymore, white, in the spot in front of me. My ex is having sex with a girl. She keeps her bra. White. Takes her from the back. She has eyes closed. I do not dare to see his eyes. I look at her. I feel how she feels. A bit disoriented, she lets herself into him. I watch every detail as forced to do so. Fortunately i do not look at his eyes, not forced to. He doesn't look at me, but his eyes are not closed. he looks at her, but i feel he knows I am there and i must watch. I suffer and my brain wants to explode. I feel sorrow. I feel i wanna get the girl out of it. But i cannot even close my own eyes. After long torture like this, dream ends.

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