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My dream last night.
As is the way with dreams, there is very rarely a beginning, middle and end, therfore, my dream starts in the middle.
So there i was, on a plane, bound for the city of angels, the sunny city of LA (or so i am lead to beleive by the information on the back of the seat.) There i am, laying comfortably across all three seats, aisle middle and window, happily reading my inflight magazine, no details about what, i just remember it saying "In-flight magazine on every page".
Suddenly, over the tannoy, comes an announcement that we are going to be flying through a storm. I hear everyone on the plane gasp and mutter worriedly to each other...
Then, just as abruptly, we are told by the captain, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the England Football team's plane has just crashed due to the severe weather, we have no other news on their wellbeing"
Then my memory of the dream becomes somewhat hazy. Lightning *struck* the plane, opening up a sort of gash, along the right side of the plane, kinda like a scar, but in a "ripped through metal" way. Everyone is strapped into their seats, and screaming as things fly out of this gash. Then there is another flash of light, and we see a man fly through the gap. Confusingly, but i suppose luckily, he has a rope tied around him, to which the other end is tied some form of heaviness within the plane. So a couple of people in nearby seats pull him in, and its Harrison Ford.
The next thing i remember is the plane making an emergency landing at the airport, where someone is trying to kill people with poisoned biscuits. Then the phone rang, waking me up.
My mate said that i watch too many films, if anyone else has any insight into this highly weirdness of dream, feel free to tell.
other crazy dream stories would also help me feel less confused.
As is the way with dreams, there is very rarely a beginning, middle and end, therfore, my dream starts in the middle.
So there i was, on a plane, bound for the city of angels, the sunny city of LA (or so i am lead to beleive by the information on the back of the seat.) There i am, laying comfortably across all three seats, aisle middle and window, happily reading my inflight magazine, no details about what, i just remember it saying "In-flight magazine on every page".
Suddenly, over the tannoy, comes an announcement that we are going to be flying through a storm. I hear everyone on the plane gasp and mutter worriedly to each other...
Then, just as abruptly, we are told by the captain, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the England Football team's plane has just crashed due to the severe weather, we have no other news on their wellbeing"
Then my memory of the dream becomes somewhat hazy. Lightning *struck* the plane, opening up a sort of gash, along the right side of the plane, kinda like a scar, but in a "ripped through metal" way. Everyone is strapped into their seats, and screaming as things fly out of this gash. Then there is another flash of light, and we see a man fly through the gap. Confusingly, but i suppose luckily, he has a rope tied around him, to which the other end is tied some form of heaviness within the plane. So a couple of people in nearby seats pull him in, and its Harrison Ford.
The next thing i remember is the plane making an emergency landing at the airport, where someone is trying to kill people with poisoned biscuits. Then the phone rang, waking me up.
My mate said that i watch too many films, if anyone else has any insight into this highly weirdness of dream, feel free to tell.
other crazy dream stories would also help me feel less confused.
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Alfonse wrote:
> I once dreamt that I fell into a swimming pool, I landed in my
> bed, but I was "wet".
Ew
> I once dreamt that I fell into a swimming pool, I landed in my
> bed, but I was "wet".
Ew
I was dreamt that my family all froze in blocks of ice.
I once dreamt that I fell into a swimming pool, I landed in my bed.
I once dreamt that I was in love with someone, weirdest dream of all.
I once dreamt that I fell into a swimming pool, I landed in my bed.
I once dreamt that I was in love with someone, weirdest dream of all.
greed, yeah ^_^
nah, if i had to do a male celeb, itd be colin farrell, not indy
nah, if i had to do a male celeb, itd be colin farrell, not indy
Hmmm…
You are on a plane bound for the City of Angels is obviously your envy over the fact that I will be on such a plane in September this year (and you didn’t even know you knew that, did you^^?). Lying across three seats though is just greed.
Wishing for the death of the English Football team? You are not on your own there – it is the wish of many other people – personally I think it’s already happened.
You have a thing for Harrison Ford obviously indicating that you are confused about your sexuality (or you may just watch too many films) :D
Poisoned biscuits? Hmmm… poisoned biscuits? Nope you’re on your own with that one.
You are on a plane bound for the City of Angels is obviously your envy over the fact that I will be on such a plane in September this year (and you didn’t even know you knew that, did you^^?). Lying across three seats though is just greed.
Wishing for the death of the English Football team? You are not on your own there – it is the wish of many other people – personally I think it’s already happened.
You have a thing for Harrison Ford obviously indicating that you are confused about your sexuality (or you may just watch too many films) :D
Poisoned biscuits? Hmmm… poisoned biscuits? Nope you’re on your own with that one.
It might simply be related to Sera and her baby and thoughts on that. Could be any number of things relating to past experiences. Even the Harrison Ford thing could be important in some context but i've not asked you about any of that stuff.
thanks :D
yeah, its wrong to my knowledge, but still, i find it interesting to see what the symbols mean, and hey, maybe my subsconcious is telling me i wanna go home :')
ty flocky (K)
yeah, its wrong to my knowledge, but still, i find it interesting to see what the symbols mean, and hey, maybe my subsconcious is telling me i wanna go home :')
ty flocky (K)
Ok
Plane - Womb
Rope - Umbillical cord
"Gash" "Kinda like a scar" - Seeing as the plane is the womb i'll leave it to your imagination.
England football team and Harrison Ford - Irrelevant, it's just a random thing. Harrison Ford on the end of a rope is an iconic image and when you think plane crash the munich air disaster probably isn't far from your mind as you're a dirty Man U supporter i believe. Theyre just things to fill the gaps
Right. Going purely on what you've said here i'd say it's to do with you being away from home and not feeling entirely comfortable where you are. You may be disappointed a little paranoid of the people around you or that they're not as helpful as they should be. You may also be aware that everyone else is in the same boat(plane) and they're appearing to be getting on with it well while you dont feel you are.
I readily await being told that i'm wrong. It's not really possible to tell purely on one dream. Usually any psychoanalysis is done through many interviews and stuff like the Rorschasch (inkblot) test. I dont have to think hard to come up with another explanation.
Plane - Womb
Rope - Umbillical cord
"Gash" "Kinda like a scar" - Seeing as the plane is the womb i'll leave it to your imagination.
England football team and Harrison Ford - Irrelevant, it's just a random thing. Harrison Ford on the end of a rope is an iconic image and when you think plane crash the munich air disaster probably isn't far from your mind as you're a dirty Man U supporter i believe. Theyre just things to fill the gaps
Right. Going purely on what you've said here i'd say it's to do with you being away from home and not feeling entirely comfortable where you are. You may be disappointed a little paranoid of the people around you or that they're not as helpful as they should be. You may also be aware that everyone else is in the same boat(plane) and they're appearing to be getting on with it well while you dont feel you are.
I readily await being told that i'm wrong. It's not really possible to tell purely on one dream. Usually any psychoanalysis is done through many interviews and stuff like the Rorschasch (inkblot) test. I dont have to think hard to come up with another explanation.
awesome, psychoanalasis of this dream is what i was told was needed. a full report on my brain and also an explanation as to the wording i used and stuff please my dear flocky (K)
Interesting dream and even more interesting wording you've used. By the way, planes are a symbol of women and in general the womb and it's no coincidence you were inside (You see what i mean about wording ;) ). The womb is generally seen as a place of comfort when we're distressed about something but it can also simply be because you were sleeping in the foetal position. I'll read it closer later.
My dream last night.
As is the way with dreams, there is very rarely a beginning, middle and end, therfore, my dream starts in the middle.
So there i was, on a plane, bound for the city of angels, the sunny city of LA (or so i am lead to beleive by the information on the back of the seat.) There i am, laying comfortably across all three seats, aisle middle and window, happily reading my inflight magazine, no details about what, i just remember it saying "In-flight magazine on every page".
Suddenly, over the tannoy, comes an announcement that we are going to be flying through a storm. I hear everyone on the plane gasp and mutter worriedly to each other...
Then, just as abruptly, we are told by the captain, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the England Football team's plane has just crashed due to the severe weather, we have no other news on their wellbeing"
Then my memory of the dream becomes somewhat hazy. Lightning *struck* the plane, opening up a sort of gash, along the right side of the plane, kinda like a scar, but in a "ripped through metal" way. Everyone is strapped into their seats, and screaming as things fly out of this gash. Then there is another flash of light, and we see a man fly through the gap. Confusingly, but i suppose luckily, he has a rope tied around him, to which the other end is tied some form of heaviness within the plane. So a couple of people in nearby seats pull him in, and its Harrison Ford.
The next thing i remember is the plane making an emergency landing at the airport, where someone is trying to kill people with poisoned biscuits. Then the phone rang, waking me up.
My mate said that i watch too many films, if anyone else has any insight into this highly weirdness of dream, feel free to tell.
other crazy dream stories would also help me feel less confused.
As is the way with dreams, there is very rarely a beginning, middle and end, therfore, my dream starts in the middle.
So there i was, on a plane, bound for the city of angels, the sunny city of LA (or so i am lead to beleive by the information on the back of the seat.) There i am, laying comfortably across all three seats, aisle middle and window, happily reading my inflight magazine, no details about what, i just remember it saying "In-flight magazine on every page".
Suddenly, over the tannoy, comes an announcement that we are going to be flying through a storm. I hear everyone on the plane gasp and mutter worriedly to each other...
Then, just as abruptly, we are told by the captain, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the England Football team's plane has just crashed due to the severe weather, we have no other news on their wellbeing"
Then my memory of the dream becomes somewhat hazy. Lightning *struck* the plane, opening up a sort of gash, along the right side of the plane, kinda like a scar, but in a "ripped through metal" way. Everyone is strapped into their seats, and screaming as things fly out of this gash. Then there is another flash of light, and we see a man fly through the gap. Confusingly, but i suppose luckily, he has a rope tied around him, to which the other end is tied some form of heaviness within the plane. So a couple of people in nearby seats pull him in, and its Harrison Ford.
The next thing i remember is the plane making an emergency landing at the airport, where someone is trying to kill people with poisoned biscuits. Then the phone rang, waking me up.
My mate said that i watch too many films, if anyone else has any insight into this highly weirdness of dream, feel free to tell.
other crazy dream stories would also help me feel less confused.
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