Just as the title says, tell me your most recent dream and I will perform a dream analysis of dubious distinction. Trust me I’m an expert.
I dreamed my small elderly terrier jumped into a wide stream and sank to the bottom and didn’t come up as soon as I expected him to. I jumped in, found him tangled in water weeds at the bottom, and pulled him out. I held him upside down to let water stream out of him. He coughed up a silver-green frog.
My dog IRL hates water.
A rich white person with green eyes will approach you and your dog on your walk, they will ask to pet your dog. Do not let them.
The circle of life is going to reveal itself. Someone close is either having a baby, or someone is going to say goodbye and leave an inheritance. Maybe both. Could be the same person, but not neccessarily.
I dreamt I was petting the kitties outside my hotel room I woke up happy then sad that I didn’t actually pet the kitties.
Analysis: You like kitties and they like you.
Yay!
I had a dream last night where I had to move my wedding ring from my left hand to my right hand, but I couldn’t because my right hand was swollen.
Analysis: You or someone very close to you, like parents, children or spouse is telling your brain something isn’t right physically. Something has changed, it is small and nearly imperceptible, but risks developing into something worth dealing with.
Get a physical.
I was having doggy-style sex with my mother but when she turned around to look at me it was my dad’s face!! /s
Analysis: Your body is telling you you need more outdoor exercise. For your health and socializing with new, like minded people.
Join a running club.
My dreams are so weird, like I’m fucking around with superpowers in a half lucid dreaming state. I always end up naked and trying to cover myself though 🤷
Analysis: You need a creative outlet. You have something extraordinary to share with the public and it is trying to breakthrough from the subconcious to the concious. You only need to find the right outlet and it will surface readily.
It is likely something done live to or with an audience, like improv, street busking, performance art, theatre, music or magic. Could be painting, but the kind you do live like charicature sketching or live street painting, not studio then sold in galleries.
You’re obviously suppressing a Protestant Work Ethic™
I only remember the bit where Don Rickles overcharged me for an omlette.
Analysis: Some part of you is very disatisfied with an aspect or part of you. Could be physical, mental, personality, habit, almost anything. The key is you don’t fully accept yourself as you are.
I was on a space station that looked remarkably like cubicle hell working with a whole bunch of people I didn’t know, and we were all terrified to even look at each other because of a social or informational plague that had wiped out a large swathe of humanity where if you ever got to know someone well, something vague and horrible would happen to both parties. We were there together to find either the cause or the cure, but of course were under tight restrictions to avoid getting to know each other at all and were all following directions emitted by a PA system with a droning voice telling us what to do.
I’ve never worked in cubicle hell. I love my job and have a healthy social life.
Analysis: You are disatisfied with how something around you is run at the governance level. No clue as to what, but it could be anything. From as big as democracy in your country (big theme these days), or how management is structured at work to how your household is run, or even how your circle of friends naturally form a pecking order and make decisions as a group.
You understand your limitations of effecting change, but would benefit from the effort and finding like minded allies.
I was copying lines into a red composition book from something I had already typed into a computer, I would get about 3 lines down before noticing that I had skipped a couple lines down from where I was copying and had to erase it absolutely perfectly, not sure how I knew but the goal was to replicate the text perfectly so it would appear to have been written that way on the first go.
A memory of something special and cherished is fading away because you didn’t relive and remember it enough when it was fresh. You took the moment for granted, and its almost gone. Its too late to reinforce and preserve the memory, because its so faded, you’ll just invent a cheap, innacurate copy that loses something important.
If there is a lesson here, reflect more often on your great moments.
I got a on a train cart for some reason with some random dude and a group of girls were already on it playing video games. They obviously did not want us there so the dude broke out some kinda console (I think it changed depending on the game we were playing) and we all played video games. Twords the end of the dream I ended up playing minecraft with one of the girls but it was like xbox 360 console minecraft
A nice change of pace from the normal “your back in your childhood home being abused but its everyone you know currently instead”
I can only analyse one dream at a time.
Analysis: You have something you want to share with others, but you don’t think anyone wants to hear it. You already understand the solution is to find people with similar interests and explore it together.
So I was like chilling in my bedroom and then ex-boss lover is 20 years older than me that I haven’t talked to in almost a year Walked in my front door, and then three other people I apparently worked with, one of them with a baby came in and I started juggling trying to talk to all these people, three which I didn’t even recognize where I knew them from, one that hasn’t talked to me since I kind of blew them off. I proceed to try to clean up my room enough to find spots for them all to chill including getting a chair that was in the wrong corner of the room nice getting, the trash from the depression Piles off the floor and getting the comforter on right. I’m not sure what all happened, but I remember waking up when these big creepy fucking white caterpillar things that were like bigger than tomato worms started dropping down off the ceiling and onto the bed, and then I realized I’d already been rolling around on some of them on the bed, and some of them were like fucking spiders and shit that were really big and there were these big mushy spots of half writhing insects, and still things dropping off the ceiling slow enough just to be disgusting and terrifying at the same time. And I remember the three people I allegedly worked within the dream, the one of which had a baby or something being like okay, It’s time to go, and I was thinking they just got here and in between being confused and terrified as fuck.
I woke up and I still haven’t been back to bed yet. I just decided to get up, eat some fucking crap ass freezer food, make myself a White Russian and start tackling installing fit girl repacks and their updates on Fedora. Fuck my life and fuck giant white caterpillars.
I do think I remember making a comment in my dream like okay fuck. I’m going to clean my room that’s for fucking sure before, right before I woke up.
Like fuck my life man. I guess that was some kind of Halloween dream or some shit but fuck that
Analysis: Your sexual desires are both sophisticated and complex. You suspect it’s not the kind of thing you can do on your own. You want to recruit like minded partners <-plural, but you are afraid that true deep satisfaction will ellude you because you fear even your open minded partners will find you too freaky for even them. Your fears are real, so partner selection should be taken with care. Go slow. Have fun. Play safe.
Well thank God. At least it’s not about my mother lol
I never said that. You did. I only do dream analysis, not freudian slips. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
I don’t know who she was, only that she certainly wasn’t my mother.
You keep bringing her up. O.k. fine, we’re going Freudian.
So tell me more about the relationship you have with your mother. Would you describe her as someone who is generally attractive?
This made me soooooo happy weed stops me dreaming.
This is Salvador Dali level stuff
The real question is what recent dream I had that I’d be willing to share with strangers on a public forum lol
Hmm… well there is this one where I dreamt I was hanging out with a friend at a convention, and they gave me a guitar and asked me to play something, except I haven’t played any guitar since I was like… 11, and so then I almost cried, cause I was nervous
Analysis: You are afraid of fame and fortune because your talents exceed your desires. Stay grounded, do good work, but let your talents shine.
because your talents exceed your desires.
I wish haha :3
I’ll take that analysis tho, uwu
I dreamt I was back in the city I went to University in. I heard a loud beep then the world froze in place before I woke up
Analysis: You long for the person you had a crush on in Uni, but never acted upon it. Before you could dream of the possibilities of a missed opportunity, your alarm clock woke you up.
I snuck into the campus of my former workplace, a manufacturing facility. I cut down a number of non-native plants growing in the surrounding courtyard. Maintenance discovered what I was doing and notified security. Everyone was okay with removing the plants because they were growing near high voltage lines and causing electrical arcing. There was concern about having to pay me overtime and back wages. While they were discussing what to do, I made a large pile of vegetation and then snuck away.
Analysis: Work forces you to act against your ethical standards. You know your colleagues feel the same way, but won’t publicly back you for fear of reprisals. Rather than lead the charge for change, your subconscience knows the real path is is to start your own enterprise as direct competition. Your ethical standards will ensure your long term success as a competitive advantage, but don’t waste time trying to recruit your past colleagues out of familiarity. They are still cowards.
Impressively close but wrong!
Again, I am never wrong. My shitty dream analysis is 100% guarenteed to be shit, or your money back. I delivered in spades.
Nope, it’s too close to be shit, shine on you crazy diamond.
Any actual non-shitty elements are purely coincidental and by extension fall outside of the intended reflections the analysis supported. My analysis is correct and completely shitty. In other words, your interpretation of my interpretation was total shit, ipso facto the guarentee has been fulfilled.
Aw, shit.
I was on a sailing ship trying to deliver a very important package. For some reason, a wooden tall ship was the only ship that would work for this specific task.
There was a talking chicken in the crow’s nest named Winona who informed me that she got the job because chickens don’t get seasick.
… and apparently, according to a chicken-keeper on c/NoStupidQuestions, that’s actually quite plausible.
You feel adrift, or directionless in life. There are many places you want to go, things you want to do and goals to accomplish. What you don’t have is a solid plan to get there. In the absence of said plan, you’ll reach out to any idiot for guidance. Not that you’ll take the guidance to heart, or even act on it. Just that you’ll listen to anything from anyone for inspiration on charting your own course, no matter how shitty the advice or person giving it. You won’t judge or push away the people around you, but you will make up your own mind. Anyone can come along with you for the journey, for as long as your paths stay aligned.
Fucked my whole day up today. I was with a romantic partner, we got accosted at a gas station by two guys one grabbed her and had a gun to her head. I shot him and called her by the wrong name and she started crying and left. I called the cops, then my parents to let them know. Mom’s best friend answered the phone and was super cheerful, which is not like her at all. I went in the gas station and bought a pack of cigarettes. Cops never came.
That reads like a movie by the bastard son of Jim Jarmusch and Woody Allen
Definitely had some coffee and cigarettes vibes.
Exactly !
Analysis: You are aprehensive about some negative and chaotic forces in your life that you can’t control. You are worried about what you are capable of if push comes to shove. You don’t want to become that person, fearful about what you will think about yourself and what other will think about you.
You are even more worried if you are forced to become a monster you loath, that others will think nothing of it. If those in your circle can accept a monster who was forced to become something terrible like it was normal, who are these people you’ve let into your life?
Insightful, thanks.
Complete shit, 100%.
