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thedarksiren2I was searching for beautiful images last night and came across this amazing site. It has dozens of dreams, written and illustrated, although most of the illustrations are by children. Really neat though, especially since the lady is a psych or something? There's a great deal of info though, both on past scientists who have interpreted dreams as well as how-to-remember tips.
shhheck it out, babeh!
And now,
I had only been sleeping for what seemed like minutes when I heard a faint sound of music coming from somewhere. I listened, thinking I was dreaming, but then realized it was a radio. I dismissed it as my alarm clock, but then realized that not only do I not set it on radio, but the sound was coming from my right, and the clock sits to the left of my bed.
I opened my eyes to see a dark figure hovering over me, slightly hunch-backed and without features...black as my room.
I told it to turn off my radio, as it was my boom box on the other side of the room.
It snickered at me, and pushed the radio toward my bed and then back away again. I didn't see it, but I could hear it rustling through the papers I have all over the place right now. I said,"Stop it!" and the thing sneered, pushing the radio back to the wall again and snickering again.
"Quit it! Leave me the hell alone and let me sleep, dammit! Go the fuck away!"
I could feel it coming closer as I said all this, and fought to move but felt paralyzed.
This was when I realized I was dreaming, and forced myself awake, crying out as I sat up in my bed. An hour and forty minutes (give or take) had passed. I was scared out of my mind by a dream for the first time in years.
shhheck it out, babeh!
And now,
I had only been sleeping for what seemed like minutes when I heard a faint sound of music coming from somewhere. I listened, thinking I was dreaming, but then realized it was a radio. I dismissed it as my alarm clock, but then realized that not only do I not set it on radio, but the sound was coming from my right, and the clock sits to the left of my bed.
I opened my eyes to see a dark figure hovering over me, slightly hunch-backed and without features...black as my room.
I told it to turn off my radio, as it was my boom box on the other side of the room.
It snickered at me, and pushed the radio toward my bed and then back away again. I didn't see it, but I could hear it rustling through the papers I have all over the place right now. I said,"Stop it!" and the thing sneered, pushing the radio back to the wall again and snickering again.
"Quit it! Leave me the hell alone and let me sleep, dammit! Go the fuck away!"
I could feel it coming closer as I said all this, and fought to move but felt paralyzed.
This was when I realized I was dreaming, and forced myself awake, crying out as I sat up in my bed. An hour and forty minutes (give or take) had passed. I was scared out of my mind by a dream for the first time in years.
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Hmmm
Date: 2003-10-14 10:00 am (UTC)Last time I saw something like that in a dream, I used a tennis racket and practice my backhand with it and my living room wall.
Hope this helps...