03-14-2014, 11:03 AM
(This post was last modified: 03-14-2014, 11:04 AM by AnthroHeart.)
Last night I was on a road away from home, walking home, which was near an intersection. I asked a guy in a military uniform how far it was to the intersection, and he said 40 miles. I had to walk in flip-flops, so I asked him for a ride, which he agreed. There were 4 of us in a car, and he sat in the back seat with me.
Interpretation: Someone else was driving the car, so my life must be on autopilot. The 40 miles could be 4th density (like 4.0). The car was carrying me home toward 4th density. I couldn't make the journey alone, so I'm relying on many spiritual beings for help.
Before this, I was in a restaurant. I think it was Chinese. But they had poor service there. Kept giving me the wrong order. Eventually I ordered Sushi, but they got that wrong too. The waitress was hard to find. This made me quite upset, but I didn't hit anyone or lash out in anger. I did express my frustration to the waitress when I saw her.
I ordered a dessert, and by the time I finished, my ride and friends had all left. Except for one friend I know from real life. He drove I think a red car. He gave me a ride part of the way, but then the scene morphed into me walking alone in the rain. Trying to get home.
There was a sense of thrilling because I knew I was going to die and go home. I knew the death would be relatively painless and quick.
Interpretation: Someone else was driving the car, so my life must be on autopilot. The 40 miles could be 4th density (like 4.0). The car was carrying me home toward 4th density. I couldn't make the journey alone, so I'm relying on many spiritual beings for help.
Before this, I was in a restaurant. I think it was Chinese. But they had poor service there. Kept giving me the wrong order. Eventually I ordered Sushi, but they got that wrong too. The waitress was hard to find. This made me quite upset, but I didn't hit anyone or lash out in anger. I did express my frustration to the waitress when I saw her.
I ordered a dessert, and by the time I finished, my ride and friends had all left. Except for one friend I know from real life. He drove I think a red car. He gave me a ride part of the way, but then the scene morphed into me walking alone in the rain. Trying to get home.
(03-13-2014, 01:01 PM)Dani Wrote: @Gemini Wolf: I'm sorry to hear that you had such a terrifying dream,but I'm happy that it didn't frighten you too much. <3
The fact that an exploding airplane doesn't seem to "fit" with a video game convention is interesting.
There are many people in this thread who have had very sporadic dreams,including me.
I hope that dreams like those don't happen to frighten you often. <3
There was a sense of thrilling because I knew I was going to die and go home. I knew the death would be relatively painless and quick.