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little boy


I’ve dreamt of little girls before and I’ve found they symbolize either myself or women who are close to me or are religious in nature. These past two nights, I’ve had dreams with the same little boy and a faceless man.

Unfortunately, this faceless man is not the man I’ve been dreaming about all these years. He’s more mysteriously handsome than comfortably familiar. Everything the ‘me’ in my dream knows about him isn’t shared with my consciousness. Yet, I’m aware how close we are as two people. We are friends with a great deal of history.

As the little boy watches me in one dream and follows him in the next, I am almost convinced of who they are. They are one person, someone I’ve been thinking about lately. Someone… I’ve come to worry about more and more.

Or it could be the effects of watching Beaty and the Beast 2017 film.

Still, I don’t think so. My mind has been plagued by this person for quite some time and if he were to be these two figures in my dreams, I wouldn’t be surprised. It’s not my first time dreaming about him.

I loved him once upon a time, like a possibility then like a brother. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted by on March 21, 2017 in Dream Diary


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I fell asleep past 2AM after watching two movies to drown out the darkness and the loneliness the night brought on. Sleeping late has induced a lot of different dream realms. It’s not all to good for me to get swallowed up by the emptiness.

In the dream, I stepped out from a class I just had and out onto the cloudy grounds of school. It was the vast school compiled of all the schools I’d ever attended my whole life. There were bungalows and two story buildings. I straight speared through the crowd, deciding to get myself milk tea from Dolphin Bay I was sure existed outside the walls of the school. It would be across the street, at the corner where school met the strange mall I always got lost in- where I am always getting chased.

I cross the street without a hiccup.

The line of people was short and I was at the entrance in no time at all. One by one, other students piled behind me. Others recognize my silhouette. They say ‘hi’ and I return the gesture.

Some lady walks out of the restaurant, leading the whole line to reform elsewhere as to keep the street clear. I meet others during this walk, Rose, Jillian, Jackie, and Mervyn.

A hollowness in the pit of my stomach arises. I was alone in that line amongst people I knew from different aspects of my life. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted by on September 13, 2015 in Dream Diary, Dream Meanings


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Dreams can be really scary.
Last night I had a series of nightmares but only remember one. This in particular involved tons of bugs and my family.

In the house that I currently live in with my four siblings and two parents, I am awoken by something that I hear outside of my room. As I step out, I find myself surrounded by an intricately weaved web with many relatively huge spiders residing in them. I panic from fear of being caught in one of the webs, but by the time I come to from the fear, I am already in the middle of it all. So, as to save myself, I back away towards my parents room, calling out for my mom as I went. Sadly, I don’t come in contact with her as I fall to my butt after having been in contact with a couple weaved webs. My adrenaline rushes and I jump to my feet, rush for refuge in the comfort of my room and I hide. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted by on November 30, 2014 in Dream Diary


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i know it’s a dream because he likes me

school i’ve been to before, large, maze like with all sort of rooms
sonia was there doing errands as if she were working as part of the student council
april and janett were there and it felt like old times
sistars were there as well, sort of in their own little clique while we all waited for the school to start the competition
nathan was there
lara was there wondering around as I ran around back and forth from one room to another with 2 of my grandfathers settled inside
I’m taking care of a boy who looks a lot like my nephew
One grandfather has a wife
I don’t actually know either grandfathers
I leave my nephew to the one without a wife as I help a few friends who don’t need help finding a place selling a special colorless drink.
On the way there, the road breaks into two. One leads to the drink and the other leads to a bathroom.
brianna shows up at the last minute, following us or at least it looked like her
Moments later, I rush back and accidentally touch a wet top
A lot of things happened that I’m not too sure about chronologically.
I apparently lost as told to me by my nephew. I was of course heartbroken, but I’m able to move on as I help him out as he asks for my help.
I’m not too sure that it was an art contest or not.
My nephew becomes upset when our grandfather asks him to stop messing around, but I convince him that it’s okay.
After this is all solved, I excuse myself to go to a class.
In that class I am approached by guys I haven’t ever hung out with in high school just so they can tell me he likes me.
I tell them I didn’t hear.
They say it again and I reply with, if he wants to tell me what it is he has to say, not them.
So, they call out to him and he comes.
We have a conversation while I pack and he never gets to his point.
I leave with april and janett and that’s when we see sonia, I think.
We don’t leave with her, and we sort of get lost. We end up in a room with a strange guy who helps us get out, but we never do because he distracts us with a test/game. We know that he’s keeping us there but I’m not too worried. So we stay. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted by on August 23, 2014 in Dream Diary, Dream Meanings


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the not so happily ever afters

In the land so close to the coast, you could see the waves crash against the sandy beaches from the terraces of the mansion where tea parties are frequently held. But today was not a day for celebration. Thieves from the bordering country have found their way in and threaten the peace they have gotten used to.

Panicked, the guardian, you, rushes across the land of sandy beads with a message of caution for the mansion.

You run past the garden of greens with sister and mother right behind and take the transportation most often used. It is packed and refuse to go after only a mile.

A man sat beside you, his wife across. They are not so well informed and you tell them to brace themselves though you are not so keen to the familiarity they then demonstrate. People start to disappear and you don’t wonder as much as you wonder about the unmoving vehicle.

You are transported back to the sandy ground, now turned hills of dirt. Little boys are running around and you recognize one of them. You give them warnings that they take lightly though they turn towards the mansion, most likely thinking of refuge.

You run, leaving your sister and mother to another home and you no sooner arrive at the mansion where you are met with the caretaker. She tells you she cannot leave the child even if it meant risking all their safety, so you volunteer to take her in. The female child is after all your niece and everyone’s safety lies in your decisions.

Micah is the name of the child. She runs as soon as she is given the chance, not to be a trouble child, but the simple opening of freedom excites the young babe.

You are taken by surprise and a rush of adrenaline pushes you to chase after.

Upon retrieving the little girl, you are immediately met with someone who reprimands you. You are offended and verbally defend yourself. She knows nothing compared to you and she knows that as much as you.

You return Micah to the mansion and calmly tell her that she many not to that again.

For some reason, you are confident that the home is one of the safest places there is and you leave her there to help defend the tea party which has already been set and people you did and didn’t know are already gathered at.

Someone looks at you familiarly. You smile and say, take these candles, they will provide protection. Light them for that is how they work.

Another extends a helping hand and begins to round the party with candles in hand.

You do the same. You are met with people you have never seen yet are quite familiar. You continue to give the tables candles of all shapes and sizes, making sure that they are lit and taken care of. There is no room for mistake and you are unwilling to be the one at fault by the end of it all. So you round the perimeter more than twice and tackle the center once.

All the while, the lighter you were using to light the candles was lent to you by a woman you knew only in a book you read not too long ago. Yet she exists as much as you, heart and soul so real and warm.

The same person from before meets your gaze and tells you, one candle refuses to be lit. You wonder where the lighter is. You look around and she catches your frantic looks.

Here, she calls out and tosses you the shiny silver gear-filled lighter. It was beautiful and cool to the touch.

You have difficulty sparking the lighter and hand it over to the third person. He has difficulty as well.

Worried for your safety, they push you towards a table, but you too are troubled for them and insist they find protection though only the third is whisked away into another table.

Your eyes widden as the things you feared arrive and begin to roam through the aisles of the tables, frightening guests and residents alike. They are opaquely white and eyes hollow like ghosts of cartoons, but they are as sinister as the ghouls of the past.

The incident ends though not many of you can recall. You are all inside the palace after a much deserved rest.

You are not awake when a girl runs through the dining hall, bleeding. She collapses to the floor, her beautiful red hair falling on her face as she does. She is desperate to get out of there, regret and shame washing over her every being. She is pregnant and unwilling to give birth. She cries in agony from physical and emotional pain.

A man arrives clad in prince-like garments. He catches her leaving and wonders why such a beauty was now on the run.

She tells him; she is pregnant with a man’s child, a man she did not love. She tells him that she fears that she must marry that man now despite the lack of love. She tells him that she has yet to fall in love.

He offers it to her, love that is.

She refuses for love is not so easily found.

The scenes change and you are still not awake.

The two are walking in what seems to be the aftermath of the attack. Water flowed freely within the garden of greens and created a new lake in the center where pillars have fallen to the ground. They stand on shallow watery ground and discuss things that have come to pass.

She is no longer pregnant.

“Can you walk on water?” She wonders.

He turns to her, “why yes.”

He demonstrates to her that he was indeed walking on water now.

“No, I mean there,” she gestures towards the deeper end.

He is curious for a moment about the possibility, but lets her take his hand. It seems some impossibilities were possible as long as he was with her.

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Posted by on August 17, 2014 in Dream Diary, Dream Meanings


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