Understand My Dreams

Dreams looked like

I dreamed I was traveling in a post-apocalyptic world and came upon a camp or settlement of people that were doing well, healthier than most, rosy cheeked, energetic, and happy. They confided that they gave each person in their settlement a daily ration of an oil called "Limberg" oil, a term invented for this dream apparently. It was distributed in tiny vials that I realize now looked like perfume sample vials. It contained essential fatty acids and vitamins that the poor diets people were scavenging were deficient in.

I was searching for a room to sit down for a while. I entered two rooms. The first one was a room full of mirrors. In that room, the dream looked like real life only darker. I walked out. The second room I entered was cozy but it was not realitic, it looked like a children illustratiin or a elegant cartoon. There was an arm chair in front of a chimney with a beautiful fire. I walked toward the chair to sit there but a orange fox nicely dressed was sitting there. He had no eyes where the eyes should have been.I apologized and asked if I could sit in the room. He said, you can sit if you find a chair. I looked around and there was a chair toward a side wall. Then the fox said: but if you stay and look at the fire, you will loose your sight.

I was inside a big house with other people I do not know who they are. Suddenly a despairing feeling aroused from within me and I was telling everyone present to evacuate and go into a room that was part of that house. As we were inside that room which was small compared to the house, it had one big long window with nothing to cover it and it was all the way up of the beggining of the wall. So outside of the house a flood was happening but there was no people just us, is like if we where at a ranch far away or something but the flood was hapoening with a poisonous chemical that looked like water and greenish at the same time and if it touched you it would decompensate you. Eventually I got all the kids out from that window and into a safe sirface and I was the last in that room with two puppies I do not know and a mans dead body which we accidentally killed by defending our own lifes from him. By then the chemical had enter the room and I was floating on an air matress almost touching the ceiling holding both puppies waiting for the chemical to destroy what was left of the room with me in the middle of it trying to survive with the two puppies.

I woke up in the middle of a desert and saw what looked like a Walmart in the distance. I went inside and found I was welcomed to some music from 2014 over the PA system; everything was pretty much the same, except everything was free. I went to the electronics aisle and found a shelf stock with my favorite candies and snacks. When I got to the Movie aisle, I found the shelves stocked with Blu-rays and DVDs of all my memories, from my first words to new releases like my graduating high school and my first year of college to some not-so-great ones like me being mischievous or breaking a rule. I went into another section of the DVD aisle titled "Imaginations," Which had shelves stocked with many thoughts I've had over the years. Whenever I opened the DVD case, I didn't just watch the memory, But I relived it. It wasn't precisely revenant to the memory, But I had extra confidence and didn't have a worry in the world. I could return to any memory and eat all my favorite foods.

I ended up in this place next to a river, and a big mausoleum with windows. The river had reeds and the mausoleum had shadows of people inside it. They looked like they were having a good time. But then when I walked across the path to the mausoleum, and opened the door, everything was destroyed. Tables were flipped, glasses smashed, windows and plates shattered, and everyone was gone. I then closed the door, went outside, looked through the window, and again I saw peoples shadows, drinking, laughing, but when I went back in, the same happened. I did this a few times, but the same things happened. I then realised the only way to get out of this dream was to go to the river. So, i went over there, but when I did, I saw the sirens (from greek myths). You can guess the rest. I then woke up.

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