Dreams are funny things, some are long and nothing much happens. Others, like this one, are the sort of things Amazonian shamans live out every time they lick a certain type of toad. The one thing that sets this dream apart from the others on the site is the length and detail it goes into. For some reason this dream was very vivid in my mind, however may be an amalgamation of several dreams I had over the course of the night.
This is a long one. You might want to get yourself a cup of tea or coffee, maybe even a few digestives. If you need the toilet, go now. If the kid’s are up, send them to bed. Now turn off all the lights and find a nice comfy chair and enjoy.
This is one strange dream!
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So it’s the day after some guy’s birthday, a guy I don’t even know. But at my flat, we had a party for him. Its 9:30 in the morning, I’m not that drunk but I am incredibly tired. I say goodbye to Derek, who was passed out for a while, as he heads off to the bus stop to go home and I get into bed to watch an episode of the Simpsons before going off to sleep.
Don’t know if it was what little I had to drink or the extreme tiredness that brought this dream on, but whatever it was it produced a very random dream, and it goes like this:
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This dream is disturbing. Not because of anything disturbing actually happening in it… well it’s sort of to do with me comforting a crying dog. Read on and you’ll see.
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In this dream I am driving a car down onto a beach (I can’t drive though). From here I manage to crash the car into a pool of water which is on the beach. At this point I climb out of the car onto it’s roof.
The beach which I am now on is empty and is very secluded, except from one man in black (who I suspect is a police officer) is walking up to the crashed car. As the person walks up to the car I realize he is going to try and attack me. Knowing this I leap from the car and hit him knocking him to the ground. I then attempt to run off and head towards the sea where I see a boat sitting.
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This dream starts with me in my living room (although it is not mine) and I am sitting with the character Andy from Eastenders (BBC produced soap opera where he plays a pseudo gangster role) and it is my birthday. Andy presents me with a large novelty sized birthday card which has loads of signatures all over it from various people I have never met but are high up executives in a number of companies.
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