posted January 16, 2024 03:34 AM            

I then wake up in my current city and I am doing my morning walk around the neighbourhood. Everything looks just like in real life, but I can see some very malnourished and dirty cats eating dead things. I dont give it attention, I keep walking. I then see the foot of a person in the grass, it was not naked, it was still in a shoe and clothes. I also dont give it attention, I thought it was a mannequin or a joke. I keep on walking and I reach the end of my walk, I get to the end of the buildings and I can see disembodied body parts in the grass next to the last building. Not naked, all wearing clothes. I see everything: head, arms, legs, all cut off with bloody red at the ends. It was an older male with beard. I also realize that the cats from a few minutes ago were eating the flesh from that body and they carried it away…

I get scared and move away to call the police and report the crime scene. The call goes as expected, they tell me they will check it but I was not sure if I should wait for the police or leave. I call again but it doesnt work. I then look at my phone and I start receiving hate texts and random calls threatening me that I am looking for death and if I want it then I will be killed. Many hate texts with hateful words towards me.

posted January 17, 2024 05:49 PM            

If there were two crocodiles, it could mean that it would be both of us not embracing our other side? The crocodiles were very sweet, they really seemed like they wanted cuddles. But they were 🐊…so no cuddly crocodiles

The violent scene…, I’ve been very busy this month with work and mostly relaxing after with calming stuff. Not much action going on outside of work right now. In the dream, I was very focused on “solving the issue” until the end: focusing on reporting the crime, seeing if it gets resolved, if not walking back home, making sure that I get home safe etc. My current home is a sanctuary but my childhood one was not. Especially because the action was in my current city, the house where I stopped at the end is my current one. I think its only my second dream from this city

posted August 10, 2024 10:23 PM            

I was in the van, and I don't know where my dad was, but we were parked next to some water. I was in the back, changing my top (fast), when I saw that a teenage boy had the passenger door open, like he was going to get in, but he had his arm outstretched, and was turned around, talking to someone, and smiling. I was calling out to my dad, wondering where he was.

Behind the van, was a group of people sitting on, or around the bed of a pickup truck. They were saying something about taking note of something, and I didn't know what they were talking about. The scary bit for me, was that I'd been sitting in the van, and thinking "this might have been a better place to bury the body." Freaky. I think I'd accidentally killed someone, and panicked. I don't know what I did, who it was, or where I'd buried them, but when I woke up, I was horrified, and carrying very real feelings of dread, guilt, and shame, over something I didn't do.

I think my brain feeds me nightmares when it wants me to wake up. I could have slept all day, so maybe that's just what it was, but I still have a bit of that feeling with me.