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Dream Interpretation Topic!
Tweet Topic Started: Oct 7 2007, 09:41 AM (632 Views)
dagoss	Oct 7 2007, 09:41 AM Post #1
Smarty Pants Posts: 2,884 Group: Senior Members Member #29 Joined: September 20, 2006	Dreams allow us to psychologically heal while we sleep. Whether you are a Freudian, Jungian, Lacanian, psychotic, Cherokee shaman, or a Voodoo priest, dreams are one of the most significant phenomena in our lives. The fact that almost every culture values dream interpretation, even if it is as a "vision" given by the gods, suggests that that dreams really are important, probably in ways we don't understand even today. They are so important that they are worthy of an N64ever topic! When you have an interesting dream, post it! Try not to think too much about it, just get it down. Dreams lack a narrative structure -- the unconscious is able to have thoughts simultaneously, out of order, mixed together, etc in a way that is nothing like we talk (which is ordered and linear). When conveying a dream unfortunately you have to convert it into a narrative, which changes the experience. That's in addition to all the other issues like re-repression of lewd thoughts, misinformation, etc. I actually keep paper by my bed so that when I wake up I can try to write a dream down (but usually it turns out pretty incoherent because its dark and I'm half-asleep (which is the best way to right them down). So post a dream when you have one! Or interpret someone else's dream. Don't be embarrassed, even though we do embarrassing things in our sleep. We all have weird dreams, it doesn't make you crazy. Remember, Freud believed it was normal to desire sex with your mother! On that note, I'll show that I'm not afraid and post a dream I had on 3 August 06 that has obvious "Oedipal" undertones: 3 Aug 06: I'm in the sewers to "stop evil" (am I Batman?) There is a woman who opens a closet. She has the body of a dragon. I think (in the dream) they are my former foes. I go up some stairs and there is a man doing something shady and another guy in the corner acting as his lookout. The lookout is a mute. I run up to the non-mute and start karate chopping him to try and knock him out. While we are fighting, he pulls out an object (a syringe?). The mute lookout turns into a child who hides in the corner. I start to take apart the guy I'm fighting, like he is a robot, but I find nothing in him. I tell the child in the corner to follow me and I explain to him that to fight evil you must do things that seem evil. We go up to the surface. There are female college students exiting a building across the street. My plan is to use alcohol and a woman's swimsuit to burn down the sewers, so we go into a department store to find a swimsuit. I tell the child to "thank mother". So post your dream(s)! Be as detailed as you can without interpreting it in your description. Or interpret my dream (or anyone else that posts)! No one on this board is "crazy" so don't be immature. But don't think you can't say something either. You could tell me my dream really is about repressed Oedipal issues, repressed transsexuality, or anything else and it worked upset me in the least. Remember, the symptoms of psychotics are already present in "normal" people, we just exhibit them to a lesser degree.



Deleted User	Oct 7 2007, 11:23 AM Post #2
Deleted User	I'm afraid I can't remember any recent dreams. It's funny, because dreams seem to affect people differently. For example, Mrs Alxbly can remember her dreams in detail, where as I usually only remember parts of a dream. It's very strange. My most vivid dreams are those that scare the crap out of me, and those ones are always about falling. That kinda makes sense since it's a fear I've had since I was little. Heights don't bother me, but feeling like I could fall does... if you can see the subtle distinction there. :wacko: Anyway, I'll try to analyse parts of your dream, David. I've never done this before, so it's probably all wrong. I'm in the sewers to "stop evil" (am I Batman?) This could be to do with you wanting to do what's right. On these forums you seem to care about being right (no offense meant). Perhaps you had encountered a situation where you were unsure of the right thing to do? There is a woman who opens a closet. She has the body of a dragon. I think (in the dream) they are my former foes. Maybe the women appearing as a monster shows a fear or lack of understanding of women? I go up some stairs and there is a man doing something shady and another guy in the corner acting as his lookout. The lookout is a mute. I run up to the non-mute and start karate chopping him to try and knock him out. While we are fighting, he pulls out an object (a syringe?). The mute lookout turns into a child who hides in the corner. I start to take apart the guy I'm fighting, like he is a robot, but I find nothing in him. I tell the child in the corner to follow me and I explain to him that to fight evil you must do things that seem evil. I'm not sure about this part. I sometimes have dreams where I fight someone but my arms are weak and I feel that I cannot win. I dunno why. Maybe this is something similar? The last sentence "to fight evil you must do things that seem evil" implies a blurring of the lines betwen good and evil. Perhaps this is related to my earlier theory that perhaps you had experinced a situation where the right thing to do wasn't clear? There are female college students exiting a building across the street. My plan is to use alcohol and a woman's swimsuit to burn down the sewers, so we go into a department store to find a swimsuit. I tell the child to "thank mother". There does seem to be some kind of link to femininity, although what it might be is unclear. The battles you fight in this dream are with a woman monster, the building is full of women and the solution is to burn womens clothes. Perhaps this is symbolic of a fear of sexual contact. Apologies if any of this is offensive, I'm simply trying to guess based on the dream and the little I know about you.
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dagoss	Oct 7 2007, 06:36 PM Post #3
Smarty Pants Posts: 2,884 Group: Senior Members Member #29 Joined: September 20, 2006	alxbly Oct 7 2007, 12:23 PM Apologies if any of this is offensive, I'm simply trying to guess based on the dream and the little I know about you. Like I said, you can't offend me. At all. To say that someone has a dream that deals with repressed sexuality is like saying someone urinates. Sure, it's not pretty, but we all do it (even if we don't remember our dreams). There really isn't any "wrong" in dream analysis. The fact that there are so many branches of psychology suggests that even experts can't agree on what is right. If you have parts of dreams (or parts of Mrs Alxbly's dreams ) you should post them! You might see it from an angle you never thought before. I know it seems like an embarrassing thing to do, but it really isn't. Have a dream is like having a cramp in your leg, it's a medical thing -- not even a big problem, just something that happens. I'll post another short one here, maybe it will encourage others to post too. 11 July 06: There is a nuclear blast. I shield my eyes and since I don't see it, I live. There is an image of a nuclear bomb destroying an island, like the old footage you see of nuclear tests in the cold war. Everyone is running. I'm following a woman and trying to put M&Ms (the candy) or rings with letters on them at her feet. They spell the word "dawn".



dagoss	Oct 9 2007, 11:13 PM Post #4
Smarty Pants Posts: 2,884 Group: Senior Members Member #29 Joined: September 20, 2006	Oh come on, surely someone wants to join in! It's fun! Here's another classic: I'm waiting outside for a train, it's almost dusk. A train comes and some people get off, but the people that are waiting with me won't board it, saying "it's too small". So we walk up a staircase. The staircase is a metal staircase that is laid on top of a wooden one. A woman says there is a special room for people whose train hasn't arrived and all people waiting go there. I follow from the back of the group. There is a nice room with a movie about the start. The attendant mentioned a movie called "Is it Rape?". I see those words scroll at the bottom of the TV. The words disappear and I then see the words "To see all things". A man is there, chained to the hand of someone else who turns into a horse. The horse bursts into flames. There are flaming skeletons everywhere. That last part reminds me of the first level in Dracula X



macN64	Oct 14 2007, 01:24 PM Post #5
Senior Member Posts: 663 Group: Senior Members Member #57 Joined: January 28, 2007	This sounds like an interesting topic. 9 Oct 07: My dream (well, the stuff I remember) takes place around Big Ben/The Houses of Parliament. I found a picture on google that will help explain what happens. In the picture, there's a guy wearing an orange jacket in the right hand side of the bridge. Imagine he's on the other side of the road. Now imagine the picture is mirored and it's night time. That's pretty much the setting of the dream. Someone is standing where the guy in the orange jacket is (I think it's me) and he's looking up at the clock. We then see a close up on the clock face (which is at 3'oclock) and a news reporter starts talking. "And for the first time since 17??, new year will occur at 2:30 as opposed to 3'oclock" The little hand on the clock then goes back to halfway between 3 and 12 (yes, I know this isn't 2:30). Now various shots are shown of Big Ben, some at night, some during the day, some mirrored, some not. One final shot (a video) is shown of the un-mirrored houses of parliament. It seems to be from a helicopter. A large part of the roof is flat and grey. It appears to be a viewing platform since there are railings surronding it. 20-30 people are on the platform, looking up at the clock. Quote: and I explain to him that to fight evil you must do things that seem evil. That sounds awsome. B)
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dagoss	Oct 14 2007, 07:32 PM Post #6
Smarty Pants Posts: 2,884 Group: Senior Members Member #29 Joined: September 20, 2006	Thank you for posting! Anyway, your dream means you want to have sex with your mother. Or... There is clearly something behind the monolithic figure of Big Ben in your dream. I don't really know you personally so I don't know what it means, but the numbers are amusing and here's my bastardized Jungian/Lacanian view on them. The number "3" is one of those mystical archetypal numbers for reasons no one can explain. It's just one of those numbers people seem to like and it keeps coming up in myths, dreams, stories, (video games), etc. Often times it's manifested in plot as something that reoccurs 3 times and on the 3rd something significant happens. And of course the number is important in Christianity, but the idea of 3 being important is much older than that religion. And how many video games must we do something 3 times before something happens? The general significance is that it is four numbers, that is to say, three distinct numbers together are a fourth unified number which is one -- you know, like the Trinity in Christianity where Father, Son, and Spirit are a fourth thing which is a complete Godhead which is Singular. The number 12 on the clock is a singular number in the sense that it connotates 1 hour, this is probably why you connect it with 3:00 (meaning it isn't time that is important, your dream just uses time because Big Ben is already there). The fact that time hovers between these numbers, and that you see yourself in 3rd person (though this is/may be a misrecognition), suggests disunity in the dream. That's a pretty common theme in dreams though, so that's like telling you that people breath oxygen. The dream is still interesting though. Any dream is interesting! Even if you don't have sex with your mother!



Deleted User	Oct 15 2007, 10:51 AM Post #7
Deleted User	I remembered a dream! It went like this: I'm in a bar talking with some work colleagues and one of them (a woman who's name I won't mention) is annoying me slightly. I hit her in the face and then apologise. She replies that I'm in big trouble so I hit her again (really hard this time). Her nose is twisted, missing a piece of flesh and has instantly bruised. Then I'm at work and everything is really difficult because I feel guilty for hitting this woman. I should say that I don't dislike the person in any way and I've never had any arguements with her in real life. She seems quite nice, really. :wacko:
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dagoss	Oct 21 2007, 03:09 PM Post #8
Smarty Pants Posts: 2,884 Group: Senior Members Member #29 Joined: September 20, 2006	You misogynist monster -- ! Your dream probably had nothing to do with the woman anyway. She was probably just in your mind or shares attributes with someone or something else (aggression against the Anima!?). I always think its fun when I have dreams with real people. Everyone does things in their dreams that would be considered horrible in our waking states. I've probably killed dozens of people in my dreams, but only killed ~~like half that many~~ none in real life.



macN64	Oct 27 2007, 04:04 AM Post #9
Senior Member Posts: 663 Group: Senior Members Member #57 Joined: January 28, 2007	I had another dream. 26 Oct 07: My dream takes place around a river flowing through some random city (probably based on Glasgow or London). It's a sort of old dock area, with cranes, warehouses etc. The ground is cobled. The docks seemed abandoned since no on else is around. It's quiet. It's a sunny morning, about 8am. I'm walking along the waterfront with my mum. We appear to be heading away from the city center. We're talking. We aren't saying anything important, just talking, you know? After a while I look behind me and I see a submarine coming slowly from behind us. It's dark grey. I'm sort of like "Oh look, a submarine!� "Do you know how a submarine works?" I then explain to my mum how it dives and rises. In real life, I don't really know how this happens. It involves tanks being filled with air to rise, and water to sink, but that's about all I know. We kept walking all this time. Soon the sub is overtaking us. It's very close to our side of the river, closer than would be possible in real life. Close enough to touch. I reach out my arm, going to touch the (still moving) sub. My hand gets close to it, but then I stop. I'm not sure if anything happened after that, but I can't remember anything.
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dagoss	Nov 2 2007, 09:45 PM Post #10
Smarty Pants Posts: 2,884 Group: Senior Members Member #29 Joined: September 20, 2006	Very interesting Mac64. I think if a Freudian tried to interpret your dream they probably would say it was an Oedipal fantasy! Oh no! Thank goodness there are like no Freudians left any more! And thank goodness the Oedipus complex doesn't make much sense (Freud was essentially a Victorian scientist -- no wonder he couldn't stop thinking about sex repression!) So I apparently had a dream last. I must have woke up early, scribbled it down, then fell asleep. I don't really remember doing this and it's pretty hard to read... "It's WWII. I'm in a base or a prisoner camp. I first imagine my crooked house in Bloomsburg (During undergrad, I lived in a house that was sinking. It was very noticable. Anything round would roll off any surface, and sometimes objects would slide off tables.) and trying to decorate, despite the crocked floor. I meet with a female friend and express anti-Nazi feelings. She insists that we go to talk at something called "Philospher's Hall". We go there, but it is a synagogue. She sits on the floor and I make a point to sit next to her. I'm very much in love with her (though she is a conflation of several people I've met in real life). I'm sitting behind J. S. (who I went to college with and is studying to be clergy in the Eastern Orthodox Chruch, and he is a homosexual) He leans backwards onto me and I make a joke about him being overweight. The service starts and the Rabii begins "Oh, snake..." I have an Oxford Study [Bible? Torah?]. I compare my book to my female companions. Hers has the same text, but hers excludes the word "oh". We hold hands and the experience is fulfilling in some deep, mystical way that made me extraordinarily happy in the dream." This dream baffles me. A lot of the conscious associations I have with things in the dream are the tools of dream analysis: -I associate "oh" with the sound and shape "O", along with the concepts of zero, void, and, a yonic symbol, all of which are characterized as typically feminine. -Mysticism mixed with Philosophy ("Philospher's Hall") I associate with Carl Jung. Jung has been suspected of having been a Nazi sympathizer. -The house and J. S. are associated with my undergraduate education. The house is crocked, J. S. is no straight either. -Snakes I always associate with Milton's Paradise Lost. Snakes are one of the most elemental symbols in mythology, though I have never felt like I had any grasp of their purpose. Thus the snake always baffles me. -I have the Oxford Study Bible. J. S. and I both took the same class in Biblical literature and Milton. -The female companion in the dream bears every single trait associated with the Archetype of the Anima. I never speak to her, she speaks to me, she leads me, she exposes me to transcendent knowledge, I have an unspeakable sense of completeness when in contact with her, and she embodies every trait that I find attractive in the opposite sex. So the dream confuses me. It's like my mind was picturing how I would try to read a dream and turned all those tools against me, as thought he "secret" latent content is now the clear story and there is nothing left for me to find.



Deleted User	Nov 2 2007, 10:13 PM Post #11
Deleted User	Personally, I think most dreams are just your brain tidying up the thoughts of that day. Kinda like a nightly hard drive defrag, but for your brain. Of course, there's no evidence to prove that, it's just an alxbly hunch.
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dagoss	Nov 2 2007, 10:32 PM Post #12
Smarty Pants Posts: 2,884 Group: Senior Members Member #29 Joined: September 20, 2006	alxbly Nov 2 2007, 11:13 PM Personally, I think most dreams are just your brain tidying up the thoughts of that day. Kinda like a nightly hard drive defrag, but for your brain. Of course, there's no evidence to prove that, it's just an alxbly hunch. You're actually not alone in thinking that. There are people with PhD's that have spent years doing research to come up with what you just said as a random musing! The desire to see a 'higher truth' or 'secret meaning' in dreams has an uncanny functional similarity to people that put faith in the 'mysteries of God' or some other metaphysical 'truth'. You may very well be right. Maybe someday we'll all be Alxblian analysts?



BetaWolf	Nov 9 2007, 02:43 AM Post #13
Newbie Posts: 304 Group: Senior Members Member #14 Joined: June 16, 2006	Does anyone remember Darkwing Duck? I had a dream about that show last night... I don't want this one interpreted... just needed to share it because it made me laugh. () = my thoughts. A duck couple went through a walk in the park. After a while, they came to a tree. They stared at it for a little while, and it attacked them. It eventually grabbed them, and a vine came out and ensnared them. Both of them thought it was over, when... "I am the terror..." (oh boy, here it comes!) "that smokes marijuana." (WTF?!) At this point, Reggie Bushroot appeared. http://www.theneitherworld.com/fear5/images/br-daisy.jpg He took out a cigarette, then a pill, stuck the pill in the cigarette, and lit it. "You see, I can only smoke marijuana because it's a plant." (I realize now that this doesn't make sense... tobacco is a plant too.) I don't remember what happened from then on. I just remember waking up... then as soon as I remembered the phrase "I am the terror who smokes marijuana.", I had to suppress my laughter so I didn't wake up my roommate!
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dagoss	Nov 10 2007, 12:40 PM Post #14
Smarty Pants Posts: 2,884 Group: Senior Members Member #29 Joined: September 20, 2006	Your dream clearly needs to be made into a Darkwing Duck spin-off series and/or a movie.



Deleted User	Dec 15 2007, 11:52 PM Post #15
Deleted User	Anyone ever get dreams confused with real life? For years I would have sworn that my grans house got broken into. When I asked her about it she said there had never been a burglary at her house. And I could have sworn there had been.
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Ragedy	Dec 16 2007, 04:01 AM Post #16
Veteran Posts: 1,021 Group: Members Member #7 Joined: May 4, 2006	I had a dream this morning and now I'm annoyed I can't remember it. Maybe I'll write them down now. I haven't had a lucid dream in forever. I was obsessed with them at the start of the year.



dagoss	Feb 24 2008, 08:00 AM Post #17
Smarty Pants Posts: 2,884 Group: Senior Members Member #29 Joined: September 20, 2006	So I woke up yesterday about 4:00 am because I had to pee. I had been having a dream, so in my very groggy state (and in the dark), I attempted to write it down. Here is what I wrote. Note: on the page, it is barely legible. Tank flies in the sky Someone: I need you to relate to them as a Jew. Ron: O, I guess. [I said something] Someone [to me]: You're witty, so let's try some ad lib. [My response] Someone: Wedding ceremony... Me: Reception! Ron: Shouldn't you ask him about the wedding? Me: She did! Weren't you listening to your wife? I imagine I didn't include lots of important details. It's especially curious that my responses were cut out (in my delirium, I just made a line where I should have been speaking). Also, why is a tank flying through the sky!?



Arch Evil	Feb 27 2008, 09:53 AM Post #18
Occasional Forum Lurker Posts: 891 Group: Senior Members Member #124 Joined: February 15, 2008	I had one of the most god-awfull dreams I've ever had in my life a few days ago I don't remember much details, but basically, it went like this: I dreamt that my younger brother was dead, I don't remember how or why he died, nor was this stated in the dream. I tried to look for people to help me to cope with my feelings of sadness and confusion, but nobody was there. I couldn't find any of my friends, my work employer refused to give me time to mourn and even my parents weren't there most of the time, because they were mourning themselves. I don't remember much after that, but I do remember that I felt miserable during the entire dream. The dream ended with me standing on some kind of town square, next to a fountain, thinking "well... I guess I have to move on by myself..." and that was exactly the same thought I had when I woke up (at that time not realising that I had been dreaming). You can't imagine the relief I felt when I realised it had just been a dream but man, this has GOT to be the most terrible dream I've ever had...

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