I can interpret your dreams really well using my knowledge and some online tools.
Just tell me your dreams and i will try my best to interpret it.
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I can interpret your dreams really well using my knowledge and some online tools.
Just tell me your dreams and i will try my best to interpret it.
Dude, the point of the forum is to post dreams and have people come to them. :P
Yes, just take a look at these Archives. There must be hundreds of dreams that you can jump in and interpret. I've stuck my neck out and interpretted a few, and some people have quite congratulated me upon my perceptions and insights. Though you may do so much better than myself, because I don't have any online tools to push me into that last final margin of excellence in discernment.Quote:
Originally posted by DopeyGuy
I can interpret your dreams really well using my knowledge and some online tools.
Just tell me your dreams and i will try my best to interpret it.
We will all await to be dazzled.
Try this one.
I’m volunteering at a hospital in what feels like Ocean City. I go in one night with my mom, then come back the next night too. The second night, I’m manning the phone behind the desk. Some lady comes in, tells me she’s got a heart problem or something. I yell over to the other workers (all ladies, older than me for some reason), they say to take her up to room 3C. We go up three flights of stairs, come to where 3C should be, but it turns out to be some other room. I go back down, leaving her outside the door. I walk out, down what feels like two-three blocks. It’s night, I’m the only one out on the sidewalk. The road is semi-busy, and there are people down in the cul-de-sac at the end of the street. Feels almost like a block party or something. Blurry, but I remember grabbing a torch and trying to light three siege engines (one trebuchet, one catapult, one mangonel) on fire once. They start burning, I walk away, back to the hospital. I wind up upstairs. One of the ladies tells me the room that we wanted (3C) was actually labeled 3B. Once you came up the stairs, 3B was right in front of you, while 3C was the first door to the left, about ten feet from the stairs. I go back down, walk back to the cul-de-sac. The three siege engines are still there, not on fire anymore. I pick up a torch and try to light them again, going around to all three. They all catch, but the flames die after a minute or so. I skateboard back to the hospital for some reason, jump a cop car at a crosswalk while riding on my chest. When I was maybe a block and a half away, a car slows dawn and rides besides me. A guy leans out (a mafia guy, don’t ask me why) and says something to the effect of “Get off the sidewalk”. I say no, you don’t own it. He says something oddly witty (can’t remember exactly, maybe something like “You don’t either.”) Pain sensations, black out. Wake up in the stereotypical sprawled-against-trashcans position. I’m suddenly Jason from Foxtrot. I have the front wheel-holder things from a bike wrapped around my head. Really blurry here. From what I remember, I rebuild the bike, but without the front wheel. Lots of gaps in my memory here. I get Marcus on the semi-unicycle thing, sitting in the back wire platform on a comic book. I was trying to convince him about something, but all I remember was someone saying @$$. Then I woke up.
3rd floor of the Hospital, three blocks, 3 siege engines. Knowing how many floors were in the hospital would help to put 3 in perspective. I am guessing that there were more than three floors or you might have mentioned that it was the top floor. "3C" is also the third in a series... A, B then C.Quote:
Originally posted by Loegaire
Try this one.
I’m volunteering at a hospital in what feels like Ocean City. I go in one night with my mom, then come back the next night too. The second night, I’m manning the phone behind the desk. Some lady comes in, tells me she’s got a heart problem or something. I yell over to the other workers (all ladies, older than me for some reason), they say to take her up to room 3C. We go up three flights of stairs, come to where 3C should be, but it turns out to be some other room. I go back down, leaving her outside the door. I walk out, down what feels like two-three blocks. It’s night, I’m the only one out on the sidewalk. The road is semi-busy, and there are people down in the cul-de-sac at the end of the street. Feels almost like a block party or something. Blurry, but I remember grabbing a torch and trying to light three siege engines (one trebuchet, one catapult, one mangonel) on fire once. They start burning, I walk away, back to the hospital. I wind up upstairs. One of the ladies tells me the room that we wanted (3C) was actually labeled 3B. Once you came up the stairs, 3B was right in front of you, while 3C was the first door to the left, about ten feet from the stairs. I go back down, walk back to the cul-de-sac. The three siege engines are still there, not on fire anymore. I pick up a torch and try to light them again, going around to all three. They all catch, but the flames die after a minute or so. I skateboard back to the hospital for some reason, jump a cop car at a crosswalk while riding on my chest. When I was maybe a block and a half away, a car slows dawn and rides besides me. A guy leans out (a mafia guy, don’t ask me why) and says something to the effect of “Get off the sidewalk”. I say no, you don’t own it. He says something oddly witty (can’t remember exactly, maybe something like “You don’t either.”) Pain sensations, black out. Wake up in the stereotypical sprawled-against-trashcans position. I’m suddenly Jason from Foxtrot. I have the front wheel-holder things from a bike wrapped around my head. Really blurry here. From what I remember, I rebuild the bike, but without the front wheel. Lots of gaps in my memory here. I get Marcus on the semi-unicycle thing, sitting in the back wire platform on a comic book. I was trying to convince him about something, but all I remember was someone saying @$$. Then I woke up.
It shows you are having problems at this third level. Mostly older ladies at the hospital and the patient is an older lady. No longer young enough to be Creative, they are still nurturing. The patient has Heart Problems. Everytime you try to get her to Room 3C you must then go off 3 blocks to confront the Siege Engines. Before the Dream can take you back to these Siege Engines a 3rd time -- to finish the Triad, you are run off the road... interrupted.
whatever it is, it is not over for you yet, but there will be one more attempt at opening this healing door at '3C' and one more assualt on the Siege Engines. Perhaps the '3' is a reference to time. You would know. has anything been going on for just over 2 years now. If so, it will be resolved within the year.
But what could the problem be? Hospitals are for illness, but you work there. I like it that you are destroying Siege Engines. That means you are a civilized person. Only Barbarians use Siege Engines. But your efforts to heal and your efforts to defend civilization have up to now been frustrated.
But I would be kidding you if I told you I really had a handle on this dream. I haven't been able to find the central concern, which is the Patient at 3C, or the Room itself -- 3C, and why you need to fly off those 3 blocks each time to the Siege Engines. I still can't seem to put that into Real Life Terms.
Maybe our friend will be able to help.