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Good morning. I am new to this forum. I am hoping that you kind folks can help me. Up until very recently I was a little bit skeptical about dream interpretation but I am having a series of dreams that leads me to believe that I am trying to tell me something...if that makes any sense. A few days ago I dreamt that a mountain lion got loose in my house. It was a wild animal, but I was completely unafraid of it. I was terrified that it would hurt my family but I had no fear for my own safety. I somehow knew that it would not hurt me. In fact, later in the dream, I went to go chase it out of the house and it was as tame as a house cat with me. Last night I dreamt that I was camping in the wilderness with someone. I am not sure who. We discovered a bear. Again, I was terrified that the bear would hurt my companion but in my dream I actually laid down and went to sleep within sight of the bear.

I dreamed about being in the family home which was always a unhappy place with a strange man. In the home was my dead mother who died 8 years ago and my stepfather who is alive but was physically violent towards my dead mother, in the dream i had a argument with my dead mother about debt collectors while making tea in takeaway cups and before the argument finished my stepfather walked in and for no reason took one of the boiling hot cups of tea and threw it in my mothers face. This was something he used to do on a regular basis when my mother was alive.

I was on a small plane with a bunch of people. The ripple were mostly from tv shows and a few we're people I hadn't seem in years. We took off into the air and it was storming. The plane seemed to be made of glass and I could see that we were approaching some small islands. The islands wer very brightly lit and it looked like some sort of featival was happening. It stopped storming and it was a really clear sky at night. The plane sped up and we started flying through all the islands narrowly dodging its of machinery and whatnot. Then there was this Jamacan man in the plane next to me and he started yelling at me. "Free people!" Over and over again. Then the plane fell apart and we free fell into the water. It seemed like we free fell for forever. Everyone was happy and laughing while we were falling and the man kept yelling "free people" at me. Then I fell into the water and it was very shallow. I pushed up an when I got to the see face everyone was trying to swim to the nearest island to be apart of the party. And then I woke up. It might not have any meaning, but I woke up and I just felt like it meant something.

Driving in a black muscle car the police are trying to find me it is night outside i am avoiding them i get away from the cops i am driving in a downtown area i see a big building it looks like capitol hill i am now driving on a highway the wheel breaks we pull over to a fast food joint so i can fix it David cross and another man tell me to fix it while they get something to eat i start trying to build the wheel out of Lego, Larry the cable guy in a Texas car salesman outfit is getting out of a covered wagon he has just finished having sex with a prostitute. He says go ahead she is all mine. I walk over the the unconscious prostitute and slap and grab her butt. I walk away and fix the wheel. after finishing i go and get my companions they are in a crowd that Larry the cable guy is talking to he was trying to sell them something.

I was sitting on a trampoline in my backyard with my dog, an old friend I haven't talked to in a while, and a boy that I may be romantically insterested in. There was something very heavy in the middle of the trampoline, but I couldn't tell what it was because it was covered by a tarp. I didnt pay much attention to it. I began to play my Ukuele and the boy I liked said he liked that song and began to sing along with me. This made me very happy. I nudged his arm with my face then bit it softly. My mom then came out to check on us. I said something to her but I don't know what. I then went upstairs to talk to my father. I looked down and realized that my Ukuele was completely broken. I showed my dad and he said he could fix it. I put the Ukuele in my closet then I woke up

I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

I dreamed about being in the family home with a guy i don't know , in the home was my mother who died 8 years ago and my stepfather who was physically violent towards my mother, in the dream i had a argument with my dead mother about debt collectors while making tea in takeaway cups and before the argument finished my stepfather walked in and for no reason took one of the boiling hot cups of tea and threw it in my mothers face. This was something he used to do on a regular basis when my mother was alive.

I dreamed about being in the family home with a guy i don't know , in the home was my mother who died 8 years ago and my stepfather who was physically violent towards my mother, in the dream i had a big argument with my dead mother about debt collectors while making tea in takeaway cups and before the argument finished my stepfather walked in and for no reason took one of the boiling hot cups of tea and threw it in my mothers face. This was something he used to do on a regular basis when my mother was alive.

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