Thread: Burned up dreams

Originally Posted by Burned up

Cheers Moonbeam. Not worried, just bored. Had some recall last night but the dreams were pretty crap. Even got some lucidity although I wasn't going to mention that until I saw your post

No holding out on us...

Originally Posted by Burned up

Middlesborough

I've probably spelled it wrong, but that city name was on my mind when I first woke up. I don't know why nor do I have any images. But then again, dreams can be just sounds/words. Can't they?

I have lots of dreams like that.

Originally Posted by Burned up

I looked at the students and tried to find anyone I knew or any young pretty female (and was fairly lucid at this stage). I couldn't find anyone I wanted to get to know and in a huff I went to the corner where people had dumped their bags etc and put my 2 jumpers with the rest of my stuff.

I woke up wishing I'd been more adventurous in that last bit of the dream rather than just being grumpy.

No interpretations today. I'm still grumpy.

Why so grumpy?

You were lucid! Cool. Next time you will probably get more done.

Hey, Bu, you may know the answer to this. Speaking of dreams that are just like one thought or image--do you think that it's possible that a lot of times a whole night of dreams could just consist of thought-dreams? Sometimes when I don't have any recall, I do remember thinking all night, just not dreaming. I know you have to dream every night, but do you think you have to have dreams with images, or do the thought-dreams count, to keep you from going insane or whatever happens to you if you don't dream.

It seems like all I have sometimes is thought-dreams, and it's annoying because you can't really write in your journal about one sentence that was in your mind all night long.

Originally Posted by Burned up

Middlesborough
But then again, dreams can be just sounds/words. Can't they?

yes they can I often have random little thought dreams with no visual aspect to them

Originally Posted by Burned up

Lost at university
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nice one on the lucidity there mate lol ha ha I laughed at the grumpiness I get that sometimes.....isnt it incredible how dreams can affect your mood upon waking

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

It seems like all I have sometimes is thought-dreams, and it's annoying because you can't really write in your journal about one sentence that was in your mind all night long.

This sounds familiar..i've had those as well. Can't really yank anything visual out of your head though I don't know if it's a lack of recall, or just non-visual dreams. Bu, what think thou?

Lucidity! Is that your first? I remember MB begging you to get lucid and you adamantly refused. "I'm here to interpret dreams...(mr serious face)". Well, now you have a taste of it and you're gonna want more! Despite your grumpiness, you can't help smiling a little right? Cheers, mate!

Originally Posted by raklet

Lucidity! Is that your first? I remember MB begging you to get lucid and you adamantly refused. "I'm here to interpret dreams...(mr serious face)". Well, now you have a taste of it and you're gonna want more! Despite your grumpiness, you can't help smiling a little right? Cheers, mate!

ha ha raklet that is brilliant

Originally Posted by bro

Hmm, running about looking for someone. Was there anxiety in this dream? I used to have some reoccuring ones of being back in elementary school, heavy backpack and running to class in a panic but perhaps this one had a different vibe to it...people leaving you behind in the building while you had to find your own way..hmm



Hmmm yes, that sounded like a good priority, to find a "young pretty female". Don't be grumpy next time.

It wasn't so much anxiety as a general resignation that these things always turn out for me like that - lost and running late. In dreams, anyway. IRL it's the feeling I get when I'm waiting for someone else who's late.

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

No holding out on us...

Yes, it's hard to do that in this forum.

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

I have lots of dreams like that.



Why so grumpy?

I dunno. Like I couldn't be bothered with the dream. It was boring. And I woke up grumpy and am still a bit grumpy. Cheered up this morning with a client who was cheerful. Hmmmm....shouldn't it be the other way round?

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

You were lucid! Cool. Next time you will probably get more done.

Hey, Bu, you may know the answer to this. Speaking of dreams that are just like one thought or image--do you think that it's possible that a lot of times a whole night of dreams could just consist of thought-dreams? Sometimes when I don't have any recall, I do remember thinking all night, just not dreaming. I know you have to dream every night, but do you think you have to have dreams with images, or do the thought-dreams count, to keep you from going insane or whatever happens to you if you don't dream.

It seems like all I have sometimes is thought-dreams, and it's annoying because you can't really write in your journal about one sentence that was in your mind all night long.

Yes, I think it's possible and it certainly seems like that as you say. Waking up just with a word, or a tune or a sentence or even a feeling or sensation implies we dream with three different senses at least (I rarely smell or taste in dreams). There's no reason in my mind that dreams have to have a visual component. I mean, if we can dream images without sound and sensation/feeling then why not one of the others without images?

In some Eastern philosophies, thoughts are believed to be sounds. I don't mean the content of the thought but the process of thought - or the movement of thought if you like. Not sure why I wrote that but it seems to link to what you're talking about.

Originally Posted by mark

yes they can I often have random little thought dreams with no visual aspect to them



nice one on the lucidity there mate lol ha ha I laughed at the grumpiness I get that sometimes.....isnt it incredible how dreams can affect your mood upon waking

Or was I grumpy before the dream started? Whatever, yes it could have been a lovely dream. It usually is when I have female DCs at close proximity. Rarely sexual but frequently emotional.

Originally Posted by bro

This sounds familiar..i've had those as well. Can't really yank anything visual out of your head though I don't know if it's a lack of recall, or just non-visual dreams. Bu, what think thou?

Sometimes it's just that I've forgotten the visual component. But other times I'm convinced there never was one. Perhaps these are all waking dreams and the word or thought comes in before my ego has fully engaged? I'd be interested in other people's thoughts on this.

Originally Posted by raklet

Lucidity! Is that your first? I remember MB begging you to get lucid and you adamantly refused. "I'm here to interpret dreams...(mr serious face)". Well, now you have a taste of it and you're gonna want more! Despite your grumpiness, you can't help smiling a little right? Cheers, mate!

Not, not my first. But the first since doing this online DJ. In my mind it happens when it happens. I can't get motivated with all that WILD work etc. And I need my sleep as I would be doubly grumpy the following day if I was tired too. But yes, Moony said she'd keep bugging me until I had a lucid!!!

My main interest is interpretation and I want to develop that without getting too distracted by LD.

Anyway - you guys happy now?

Originally Posted by mark

ha ha raklet that is brilliant

Harrrummmmph...

Originally Posted by Burned up

In some Eastern philosophies, thoughts are believed to be sounds. I don't mean the content of the thought but the process of thought - or the movement of thought if you like. Not sure why I wrote that but it seems to link to what you're talking about.

thats a interesting concept, I can understand why they would think that after all you do "hear" your thoughts. I could go of into some weird tangent in depth into this stuff but I wont ha ha

and yes were happy now ha ha!

its a interesting what you said about the female DCs do you think then that the grumpiness was a another example of rejecting that female part?

Originally Posted by mark

thats a interesting concept, I can understand why they would think that after all you do "hear" your thoughts. I could go of into some weird tangent in depth into this stuff but I wont ha ha

Yeh, kinda makes sense without knowing why. That's what I think anyway.

Originally Posted by mark

and yes were happy now ha ha!

'tis the time to bring good cheer I suppose!

Originally Posted by mark

its a interesting what you said about the female DCs do you think then that the grumpiness was a another example of rejecting that female part?

Hmmm...more like rejecting anyone and everyone really. But thinking about the female part, I think I was trying to be grumpy to get attention like a child does with its mother. I don't think my female side would be too impressed with this, no. She prefers it when I'm being grown up and adventurous I think!

Offski

That's me off skiing in Austria for a week so let me wish all readers of Burned Up Dreams a Happy Christmas. And I look forward to having lots of catching up to do when I return.

Sweet dreams!

hey man I hope you have a great time

Austria is lovely, oh and merry Christmas to you to mate

Cheers and have a great time. We'll miss having you around. I've never seen Austria. Take some pictures and post them in your DJ when you get back!

Originally Posted by Burned up

Anyway - you guys happy now?

Yes!

Originally Posted by Burned up

Offski

Have fun!!

Originally Posted by raklet

Cheers and have a great time. We'll miss having you around. I've never seen Austria. Take some pictures and post them in your DJ when you get back!

Yea, me neither.

Ohhh, Bu had his first lucid and now he takes off...

Have fun in the snow!!

Originally Posted by Burned up

Dear Dreem Maka.
Pleez can I hav a dreem like the wuns Mark has.
Your speshal dreemer.
Burned Up.

Many thanks for your wellwishes guys. All went well and I'm back home.

Originally Posted by mark

hey man I hope you have a great time

Austria is lovely, oh and merry Christmas to you to mate

It was indeed lovely. 7 days of sunshine including Christmas lunch in a mountain cafe.

Originally Posted by raklet

Cheers and have a great time. We'll miss having you around. I've never seen Austria. Take some pictures and post them in your DJ when you get back!

I'm not a photographer but I'll extract some from other family members when I get round to it.

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

Yes!



Have fun!!



Yea, me neither.

Thanks Moony. Had lots of weird dreams too, which I'll post as and when I get time.

Originally Posted by Sara

Ohhh, Bu had his first lucid and now he takes off...

Have fun in the snow!!

Yup, lots of fun had. Only lost control once and that's because I crashed into someone

Welcome back, Bu!

1. Prof W

That's all I remember.

2. Hare and tortoise???

Cycling with 2 friends (possibly M and J). Going round a square in my home town which was huge in the dream. I moved quickly away from them at a set of lights. However I ended up in a slow lane with loose surface and they overtook me, laughing.

3. Gloves off at the surgery

I was counselling in an unfamiliar surgery, using the room of the doctor at a surgery where I counselled IRL. I had left some clothes in there and was walking out, although still dressed. Having chatted to the doctor outside I went back to get my clothes but she'd already gone back into the room with a patient and I couldn't get in. Lots of people were waiting for appointments. I went to the reception desk and explained to an older man my predicament. Seconds later a young woman appeared with a cloth bag full of clothes. Some were mine and some were women's clothes. I started to change my clothes in the waiting room then decided it wasn't a good idea.

Next I was in the street outside the surgery, coming back in. As I was doing so, I saw a young family going out. I also saw a pair of child's gloves on the floor behind them and picked these up, handing them to the elder child, a girl of around 8 who was pushing a buggy with a younger child inside. But she ignored me. I got the mother's attention instead and handed her the gloves.

As they were leaving I could hear a song called "Michelle". Not the Beatles song, but the Fleetwood Mac song, Sara, with the lyric changed to Michelle.


1 - Dunno

2 - This sounds like my impatience. I go for a quick result where I can aiming for rapid progress at e.g. career. But in the end I find I have compromised myself by not taking my time.

3 - Not sure where to begin here. I felt at home at the surgery IRL and was welcomed there. My leaving my clothes there sounds like I feel there's a part of me that still wants to be at that surgery. Or, more generally, I want to find somewhere I can feel at home.

The gloves are more puzzling. My main worry about gloves is losing one rather that two, so that doesn't seem to apply. As this dream seems to be about clothes, could this be about making sure that the child always takes hers around with her rather than leave clothes behind as I did? Nothing really comes to mind on this.

The song at the end is about Michelle. This is a little girl who appears in my dreams from time to time. Probably the girl pushing the buggy reminded me of her although I'm pretty sure it wasn't her. More tantalising was the tune. There's a personal link in that tune with one of my daughters. Or could I be dreaming of our Sara?????

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

Welcome back, Bu!

Thanks Moonbeam. I'm going to concentrate on bringing my DJ up to date so may not have too much time to network.

Heey, good to see you're back! (welkom terug!)

Uh oh, now we can expect a week full of posts in here?
Good luck Bu, on typing that all out

Families, castles, trees, paths and water tasting

I was trying to get into a castle-like structure which was a public centre for something. A family I know (I'll call these the P's) were also trying to get in. I was already on some kind of raised walkway and they were too but the fence ran lengthways along it. The two children had somehow found a way in, but I encouraged the parents to climb the fence.

In side the castle now, I was in a room which was a water tasting facility. It was stone and dimly lit. Someone I know, PF, was there asking me if I wanted a course in water tasting, which was about comparing tap water with mineral water. He proposed a weekly contract and I was thinking to myself that if I ditched another weekly commitment IRL I could do his instead. But I didn't really want to go on his course as it seemed pointless and wondered why I didn't just say: No.

As I was walking back along one of the roads leading into/out of my town I saw two local men in front of me. Knowing this was a rough area I was worried about my safety. I was now with some others, children possibly, and in the cobblestone designs running alongside the pavement we were following some inset small tiles much like a paper trail. We spotted a lot of these small tiles and followed them to a tree stump which blocked our path. The tree was a large old birch (but in hindsight looked like a beech) and had been partially wrecked by the locals. Branches were hanging over the pavement. I broke a few more branches off so we could get past. Feeling like I'd done something cruel to the tree, I said sorry to it.

I then had to throw a rope back up the path (don't know why). As I did this I remembered the two local men and was worried it would hit them and they'd attack me. What actually happened was that the rope hit another man, behind them, on his bald head. He rubbed his head and looked puzzled not knowing what was going on.

Later I was talking with another family, the E's. Their daughter said her father was "paid by swap". Knowing that a "swap" is a financial transaction, I figures there was a tax dodge going on. I was jealous that I didn't have the benefit of being "paid by swap". She bought an ice cream.

The numbers 25 and 21, or 25.21 or 25/21 seemed to be significant although the context eludes me.

Both families in question, the P's and the E's, consist of mother, father, boy and girl IRL. The family I grew up in was the same. Also the 25 and 21 numbers differ by 4 which is the age gap between my sister and me. I was probably 25 when I met my wife (and my sister would have been 21) but I can't think of any other memorable event at that age. Or perhaps that's not what the numbers are saying.

The bit about the course of water tasting makes me laugh. It's something that I can imagine someone may get serious about and I'm generally a very cynical person. I'm doubting a few things at the moment and there are indeed some things that people take seriously that are as important to me as what water tastes like.

The tree blocking the path is something I often find in dreams. It could be anything/anyone stopping me from doing something and I have to destroy it. I always feel guilty/ashamed afterwards. It was the same with the tree.

"Paid by swap" means nothing really, although I did feel out-witted that a friend in a non-financial job was getting such an elaborate deal compared with me in my financial job.

1. Running away at uni

Back at uni, I had been out late and decided to stay in a guest room in the halls rather than go back to the room I shares with S. It was messy. S didn't understand why I needed to stay there. I was now looking at the dining area and I saw a Danish woman looking back at me. She was about 50 and had red highlighted hair. She wanted to find me because I'd done something (what?). S and I ran to the lift. I wanted the top floor but S wanted out at 3. My view was now outside of the building, which was now massive. The lift was rising to the top floor and it was night with lots of lights. More like going up Blackpool Tower. I woke up.

2. Lunch hour

Lunch at a small cafe like in a local arthouse place I know. had to wait from 12.15 to 1.15 for the food to arrive and it was just soup. I had already exchanged pleasantries with the owner and didn't want to upset him by complaining. I wondered about writing a letter of complaint.

3. Director's debut

I was organising a play with some young people. (Possibly church related). We were practicing in a dark room. We finished by coming downstairs, appearing from an attic into what was my parents' front room. I said I was happy with my director's debut. My Dad said "it wasn't a real tragedy, just someone having a haircut". (Tragedy as in type of play). The front room was laid out like a cinema/theatre for what my Mum said was for her "house group". (huh?). Out of the window I could see a branch cut off a tree still held in place by a prickly vine like a bramble winding along it.

1 - another dream with a 3 in it. There have been a few this week although the context here is different. The Danish woman was like a James Bond enemy type of person. She was evil. (I like people from Denmark. Honest!!!). Like the part of a mother that knows you've done something wrong. 3 is my birthday. It was also the number of years I was at uni, which may be more relevant.

2 - IIRC the timing of 12.15 to 1.15 was the official lunch hour at my first job. Is that relevant? Possibly. It followed on from uni so there could be a timeline in my dreaming that night. The bit about complaining seems unrelated, though. It sounds like my fear of wanting to make a nuisance of myself. I'd happily do that from a distance but not face-to-face.

3 - Don't know what the play part was about. I'm actually more interested in the tree. A broken branch held on with a prickly vine. That's kind of how I feel with my parents. My mother says I'm "prickly". And I left home a looooong time ago but still feel attached in some way. The attachment is a prickly attachment, though. So I think this is about the nature of how I relate with my parents. Wonderful symbolism.

1. Skiing in different places at once

Just been skiing and are now returning back on a bus. Daughter #2 has been skiing at a Scottish resort where there has been some snow. Now we're at another ski centre, owned by the supermarket chain Aldi.

2. Housekeeping manoeuvres

I have just done some annual military/civil training which I have to do each year for 5 years (not IRL!) and this is my 4th. I am not happy. My "team" go to the house across the car park. We have to tidy it. One man (who looks like former colleague TF) notices that the flower bed is only half an inch deep. I suggest that it is actually dirt and we remove it. Under the soil is lino which we have now exposed. Now we're in the kitchen and we need to remove a shelf from the fridge. The owner of the house is around the corner of the room. She is Italian. A woman in my team who speaks Italian invents some sort of story to get the owner to remove the shelf.

3. Four against one

In a swimming pool. There is a heated argument going on between me and a group of 4 MPs. One of them is the singer Cliff Richard. I feel isolated and bullied. They want to empty my backpack into the water and I'm trying to stop them. Being outnumbered, I try to convince them to stop rather than use force. Just as it looks like they'll succeed I wake up.

Interpretation follows

1. Cycling down to the station (more trains)

It is dark. I'm cycling over Drumochter Pass but it was very snowy. The road was barely passable. On one section on the way down it was looking too dangerous. I started cycling "off piste" around the side of a hill and then walked down the course of a burn which although wet was like a gentle staircase. As I descended I accidentally sprayed ice and water on 2 people below me. At the bottom was an old platform for a railway. The new station was in sight along the track. A train came and stopped at the old platform. I shouted "this is the train for Edinburgh" and now my family is here. I had tickets for the train but for some reason the ticket for my son wasn't valid. The ticket seller (where did he come from???) wanted to sell me a return for him. I found another ticket - a blue one - but that wasn't valid either. Again, and more angrily, the ticket seller told me to buy a new return ticket even though I was going one way. I bought a single.

2. Passports and hanbrakes

I had my car parked at the ski centre. I knew I had passports in the bag but they weren't all there. Daughter #1 give those out to the family and we go to car to look for the rest. She leaves the handbrake off in the car and it starts to roll. Now my mother is in the driving seat. I say "put the brake on" and she does. I find the remaining passports not in the bag but on the floor of the car.

Interpretation follows

1.Tale of two superstores

I was learning the history of the shopping centre where I used to live. It was built around one shop - Boots - but then I remembered that Tesco was as important.


2. Ropey piece of art

I had a rope swing. It was old and looked more like a small trapeze (i.e. two ropes and a length of wood). It was also a work of art and worth £200.


3. Three men in a boat, not to mention the snake

3 of us on a boat escaping from something. We pulled out into the estuary from a small pier. One person had improvised a boom out of a broomstick and we were able to get extra power from a sail. I felt a pain in my left ankle and knew I'd been bitten by a viper. The wound looked like a boil. I told the others I had to get to A+E and was leaving them, feeling like a splitter.

4. The old boss

Back at work in old office. Old boss N was there but not in charge. Nevertheless he had given me a note with new employment T&Cs. I was not happy about this and remembered he was no longer the boss and had no right to insist on these. I then understood that he was starting a new company and I wanted to join him.

1 - Don't know.
2 - As always I'm interested in the number. 200??? Nah, can't make sense out of that. "Money for old rope" comes to mind.

3 - I've been having a few dreams lately where I'm one of three people. It's not a number I'm comfortable IRL. Like I want one person's attention and the other just gets in the way. The odd thing about this dream is that I never refer to the snake in question as a viper. I call them adders, and (certainly in the UK) they're the same thing. So why did I refer to this snake as a viper? Makes it sound more harmful, I think. More impressive to be bitten by a viper than an adder? No? Well, it does to me. So I needed a good excuse to get away from these guys and made the story as impressive as possible whilst being honest. Looks like I lack confidence. The next dream is a similar theme...

4 - I had a love-hate relationship with the old boss IRL. He was a smart guy and could achieve things but he was also highly manipulative and dishonest. I think this dream tells me what I already know - that I can easily be bought. On the one hand he is out of order giving me new T&Cs on the other hand I'd work for him because I know I'd be looked after. My trouble IRL is that I can't activate that part of me that he represents. I'm crap at being "the boss" and tend to look to others to stick their head over the parapet whilst I hide behind them.

Originally Posted by Sara

Heey, good to see you're back! (welkom terug!)

Uh oh, now we can expect a week full of posts in here?
Good luck Bu, on typing that all out

It's underway Sara. Not surprisingly there's lots of snow and skiing in this lot of dreams. And as I don't sleep well away from home, most nights I had several dreams.

Be afraid...