Understand My Dreams

Dreams crawl

I dreamt that I was lifeguarding a beach. And snoop dog came so everyone was standing in line trying to get an auto graph. I looked down at the beach area and I saw sharks in the water. The water was crystal clear @ it looked cool so I informed adults but told them it was cool just to go see. As I was watching the water I also saw huge stingrays and they were just swimming around the bridge that went around the middle of the beach. I started to walk father down into the sand but I didn’t get to close because the water kept coming up and going down quickly. I walked to the under part of the bridge and it kinda of turned into a cave a little and I could see only mist between the poles of the bridge and in it I could se the silhouettes of the stingrays and of men running around playing. Then I saw hippos! I was yelling at everyone to look but then something crashed into the bridge and crushed it in the middle o the water. Everyone began to run back to the top before it came down where we were at. I got stuck crawling between two poles for a couples of minutes until I finally pushed my way out. The next dream I am with my boyfriend and we are on a bridge that sticks out straight. I told him I didn’t want to be on it because of a dream I had had. So we’re standing on it and he decides to smoke but this guys who didn’t have stuff to smoke out of cans to us and asked me to tie a bag around his arms so he could have someone shoot drugs into his arm. I told him I wasn’t going to do it & also that won’t work. So my boyfriend turns into just some guy & this guy is a triplet. These brothers are at the edge of the water where there are a lot of rocks and the ocean is just about waist deep. I’m still scared of the water but I decide to bend down for a rock and someone pushes me in. I turn around and it’s a little boy. I crawl out and I ask this boy why he did that and as I look closely I realize that the devil has possessed his body. The devil tries to tell me that God will lose & so I told him that’s what he thinks but God has actually won. Then I began to recite John 3:16 and he covers his ears so I just began to scream scripture at him him and he continues yelling then I woke up.

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Dream Session November 8th 2017 Reversed order of a session with James? This one will be a hard one to write, but I will do my best to organize. First Section: I was soaked or have been. My thoughts focusing on maybe perhaps I had fallen into Toluca Lake? It was uncertain. James telling me I needed rest. Second Section: I woke kidnapped. Tied up. I could see a man, unknown to me. What was he? I pieced together he was an enemy of sorts. He had been "tough". Taunting James; whom was tied up himself. Locked away in a shed near where I was laying. The man had grabbed me. James yelling something at him only to get the response: "Mr. Sunderland. Oh Mr. Sunderland. You will soon see I am not after you." James had continued screaming through anger. The man whom had me as a hostage peered inside the shed James was locked in, staring at James between the wooden planks. His laughing. I could feel not only my skin crawl, but James' as well. This distorted man whom James directed his anger to: Who was he? A Cultist of Silent Hill? What did I do to piss off someone like that? From clear indication. This guy didn't want to keep me alive. James was struggling to escape his position. Tied and handcuffed. He seemed to be thinking more clearly than myself. How badly was I beaten? Third Section: We're at Jack's Inn. Time lapse? We escaped? Was it all a dream? Confusion and disoriented. I found James sitting at the small desk writing down, perhaps recent series of events. It seemed like he was in his own thoughts. "You all right?" James breaking away from his writing, realizing I was conscious. Was it really all a nightmare? "You should rest." We were safe. So what's the deal? If what I experienced wasn't a nightmare? Did I almost drown? Was I almost murdered? "Crash" isn't saying anything. Should I be worried? I should observe Crash's face. That would have given me a more solid answer. What about our wrists? I could have examined his wrists or even mine. Markings. Anything. If any of this infact was true. That means James and I aren't alone in Silent Hill. If this is infact true: We aren't safe in Silent Hill. James. The dream/metaphysical experience I had while trying to process all this has been beyond my own comprehension. Whoever that man was whom perhaps used either of us as bait; it's unclear as of right now. What his motives were. It's a troubling thought either of us were being hunted. Regardless. Thank you. As I was being drown by that monster. I couldn't process my thoughts and yet even still I am in awe. I should out right say what's on my mind. Thank you for saving me. I couldn't fight back. Yet as you freed yourself; your immediate goal was to save me without a second thought. I don't know what else to say at this moment.

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I dreamed that a couple of people I know were hanging out with my ex girlfriend and posted pictures on their snapchat stories. I snarked to a friend about not wanting to see the pictures, but then I somehow ended up hanging out with them. At one point my ex’s new girlfriend whispered to her asking if I was her ex, to which she said no, that I was just some girl that either she went out on a date with once or who was obsessed with her (I can’t quite remember). She said something similar very publicly multiple times in real life, so it stung. Then I crawled on top of her and started choking her, just enough to make her listen. I told her that was bullshit, that we were in love (we actually did say “I love you” at one point in real life), and that you can’t just pretend a relationship didn’t happen. Then I let go, and the next thing I remember is hearing that she died later on while eating crackers. The whole thing felt really satisfying in the dream, but freaked me out when I woke up.

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I had a dream with multiple false awakenings, at least 7. Each time I would notice something was off, or different or didn't make sense and I would then know I was in a dream and 'force' myself awake. However, each time the dream became more convincing and I developed a growing sense of panic and danger each time I failed to wake to reality. After one of the false awakenings I awoke (still dreaming) completely paralysed and terrified, I suddenly had the knowledge that something was very wrong and I should have been able to wake myself by now, or at least be able to move, and I knew that some-THING was keeping me asleep and trapped in dreams and that this thing was evil and it wanted me. I try to scream at this point to my mother and sister who are still awake downstairs but the noise hardly comes out, I force myself through sheer will and terror to drag myself from the bed and slowly crawl down the stairs (as my body still isn't properly working) and the further away from the bed I am, the more control over my body I exert. Finally I'm downstairs and I can stand again, I enter the living room and see my mother facing away from me in an old pink armchair we used to have. Her face when I try to look at it is obscured by shadow no matter how i tilt my head to look at her. It is then that I suddenly realise the old armchair and the rearranged furniture, a feeling like ice water goes down my spine and I realise without the shadow of a doubt that this THING isn't my mother, it just wants me to think it is. I said to it "You're not my mother" and I know that makes it angry and I can feel it asking why would I hurt my mother's (it's) feelings by saying such a cruel thing, but horrifyingly it didn't speak, I just knew what it said. I'm terrified by now, and i know this thing was the thing that was deliberately trapping me in the dream. I could see myself sleeping in the corner of the living room and I run to myself and start screaming at him/me to wake up and i keep shaking him/me. I start screaming "you have to wake up, wake up, wake up, IT won't let you, it won't let you go, it wants you, it's evil - you have to get out! it wants you while your vulnerable so you need to WAKE UP!" all the while i know the thing that looks like my mother is walking closer and closer behind me, and I just knew that if I turned around and looked at it's face this thing would be able to take me (I felt an overwhelming sense that the thing wanted to go inside of me and use my body while my mind was asleep and vulnerable to it). I can hear it making noises to try and scare me so that I would look at it, but I didn't. Eventually I'm screaming so much in my dream I can feel myself speaking in my sleep in reality, finally before the thing can touch me I at last woke up. This was one of the most terrifying dreams of my entire life, and to remember it in such detail is quite unlike me - it was so vivid that I had to have a walk after I woke up and tried to read something because i heard that you can't make sense of letters in dreams and I wanted to be sure it wasn't another false awakening. The really creepy thing though is that this dream of a dark entity trying to possess me (can't think of another word for it) by making me look at it has happened before. The rest of the dream from what I can remember was completely different, quite happy, no false awakenings. But the only part of the dream I 100% do remember is standing in the doorway from my kitchen to my living room and suddenly feeling like something evil and non-human was stood behind me and wanted to use my body. Like in this dream I knew that if i turned around the creature would be able to enter me, and I started pleading with myself (like talking to oneself, not pleading with another bodily incarnated version of myself like in the dream i described above) to wake up and I explained aloud to myself that this entity was trying to attack me in my dreams when my mind is vulnerable and so I had to wake up. Like in the dream above I became terrified and started crying and pleading to please wake up before it got me, unlike the dream I described above it actually touched me and put its hands on my shoulders and leaned in to breathe and whisper in my ear to try and scare me into looking at its face. I finally woke up sweating and crying with fear. What could these dreams mean? Why the recurrent theme of the entity? I am a logical man with little belief in spirits, entities and demons - BUT I do possess an open mind, could these dreams be more literal than metaphorical?

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