/x/ - Paranormal

Are dreams predictions of the future? How important are they? Are they warnings? Expressions of desire?

My brother had a dream where a woman would give her baby to me as if I was the father and just left forever, then the baby played with my dog.

The next day I dreamt that I was in a castle with a girl from college I have crush on and she was getting closer to me.

What is the meaning of those dreams?

Does a dream of other people that includes you have any importance to you?

how to i interact with my dream girl more?

no, it is not, or it should not be

>>37717

Had a dream that reminded me to insult someone the next day. Would’ve forgotten if I didn’t have it.

The weirdest dream I had was me giving birth. The baby was a male. I tried breastfeeding him, but he would stop after a minute or so because there wasn't enough milk.

The thing is I am a straight guy. I had no experience with giving birth, obviously. I looked up the meaning of it and it could mean the beginning of a new stage in my life or a big change, or that I got rid of a major obstacle in my life or a sin. That's only the giving birth part, but I still have no idea what the difficult breastfeeding part means exactly.

I also had a gore sort of nightmare once where I was throwing rocks on the head of someone I knew and they were crying like hell and bleeding. I looked up its meaning and it meant that I was abusing and oppressing them. I realized it was true and I was doing it out of unjustified hatred, so I stopped.

>>45333

I once had a dream that I was having sex as the opposite sex that felt pretty real, and having vagina felt so amazing.

had daily recurring dreams of me dying or being killed and someone interpreted it for me as being forced to deal with an inevitable change needed in my life

Usually when I remember my dreams its about people who are about to die or me living in a parallel universe. My dream self have a good life, maybe my dreamself is dreaming about me. I think my dreamself died in an accident two years ago.

>>45460

Maybe these dreams are showing you different ways of looking at life, almost telling you to reality in a way. Your physical sense looks to your dreams and ambitions, and your fantasy looks to your physical self to fight for your dreams.

I believe that when we dream and we access the old memories from our ancestors through our DNA. That might explain why we were living in the other bodies during the dream.

I've finally been able to lucid dream last night. From the age of about 12, until 19, when I joined the Army, I was able to lucid dream, pretty much on command. In last night's dream, I didn't have as complete control as I did when I was younger, but I did have full awareness that I was in fact dreaming. I guess I need to relearn how to flex my lucid dreaming muscles.

>>45333

I think the breastfeeding part would signify the struggle that will come along with the new changes. No matter what it is, it will be difficult, and often times feel like your efforts are not making any difference. Bit never forget, you kept that baby alive with your struggles, and so can keep your dreams alive with your struggles

>>45236

Always a good thing to remember.

>>45451

How did it work out for you?

>>47735

I dreamed the comedian Ari Shaffir jerked off a naked downs syndrome guys who then shot a load 20 feet. I'm not even joking, so how is this ancestor memory?

>>47848

>Many years ago an ancestor heard of a kike taking advantage of some disabled person, or saw it himself.

>Friendly reminder not to trust them no matter how big they get

I remember as a kid my most common theme of a dream would be me falling down from someplace high, like a stairwell, a cliff, a building, etc. and I would always wake up in a cold sweat, heart racing, before I hit the ground. I still have a fear of heights well into my mid 20's today from those dreams. I fortunatly don't have those dreams anymore but I am qurious about the interpretation of them

For lucid dreaming two tools. Make reality checks a habit in waking life so they are a habit in dreams. Comprehending an inconsistency helps one realize that they are dreaming.

Monitor the falling asleep process as you would other thoughts during meditation to remain aware.

One vivid dream I had, I entered a medieval town. The sky was clear, except for silent ball lightning bursts breaking up the sky. I entered a house on the end of street. Inside it was my basement as it appeared before several renovations. I nailed my old cat to the floor and as she was still alive cut her open and removed her organs. About a year later this cat died. This dream perturbed me because I loved that old cat and would never hurt her. I don't know what this dream means.

Another dream all I remember is abstract fractal patterns visually. Then my vision was full of pink with a yellow rectangle. Feeling breath on my ear, a female voice whispered in my ear very clearly something along the lines of, "I do this because you lack social contact." Suddenly I felt more comforted than I can remember before then or since. It was like being back in the womb and I woke up on the verge of tears of joy. It felt like some kind of powerful outside entity. Whatever it was I wish and pray that it would turn its attention toward me again.

>>45335

Maybe it's time to explore new things, branch out temporarily. Go to a far off town, live for a night, and come back a better man.

What happened to this board? I haven't been on in a little over a year and now it seems completely dead.

>>48225

I remember it always being slow, more or less. People either went back to halfchan or migrated some place else.

>>48466

>Be 16

>have wet dream

>was pretty wet getting down with sexy lady

>while enjoyig said pretty lady she dissolved

>not just quick to liquid but to fucking dried assed sand/ gelatin

>remember her jaw mandible falling off first while having this dehydrated look to it

> arms, legs hands.. the torso but in a decay accelerated fashion

>all this while fucking her till it, it droop on the flood to a puddle

>femanon, 16

As a kid, my (large) family would go down to my uncles property for family reunions once a year. There was a field in the middle of the property where we'd set up our trailers, and a dirtbike trail to the side. On one end of the property, there was a small natural trail leading to the river.

In my dream, we were at my uncles property having another reunion. A teen I'd never seen before, about my age, shows up and starts screaming and shooting people. My family of about 100 people starts freaking out and running for the trail that leads to the river.

At the time, I was with my mom and my best friend. Instead of running for the trail with the others we got in our car and ducked down as much as we could. Suddenly it got super quiet so we got up and looked around, and no one was there (including the shooter).

My mom and my best friend disappeared and for some reason I started walking down the trail where everyone ran. When I emerged though, there was no river. The land went on about ten feet out (with dead bodies scattered about) before abruptly ending and forming a cliff. Attached to the cliff was a bridge probably 5 feet across and hundreds of feet long. At the other side of the bridge was a small shack.

You know in kid movies, when there'd be a cliff and the bottom was just fog? that's how this was. Eery looking.

I walked across the bridge for a few minutes before reaching the shack. When I opened the door, my best friend and the shooter were sitting calmly in chairs having a conversation. They asked me to join them. We had a heart to heart conversation (I don't remember what it was about) for a half hour before I insisted I had to go.

At this time, my best friend disappeared again and the shooter walked me out. Just outside the shack, after he had gained my trust, he pushed me and I almost fell to my death. I screamed at him as he laughed and I realized it was just dark humor. He continued to walk me down the bridge and at the end he said goodbye and threw a severed head at me (and for some reason, I found it funny).

Later we were talking in the empty feild, because everyone who was there before was dead, and I ended up kissing him and getting his number.

This dream unsettled me because it wasn't a nightmare, and it wasn't scary to me. I'm not one of those girls who loves and obsesses over murderers.

Sorry this was long. Any insights?

i have been having this weird dream and sleep paralizis trough all the week, anyone have some weirder dreams lately?

>>48893

Fuck off subhuman woman

>>48466

As far as I know, the only way to control your dreams is to achieve mastery over lucid dreaming. Otherwise, we can only sort of influence what we dream about by exposing ourselves to certain content and through affirmations, but then we just have to hope the brain will do what we want it to do.

>>48909

still fuck your mom though

>>48502

Slime monster girl? Nice, I hope she appeared as 2D.

It seems that having harpies stepping on me wasn't enough for my dream-hungry brain, it craves to bring me more discomfort. I don't think there is anything paranormal going on that could affect my brain to produce dreams I never ever thought about in any form, but I'd better type it down here.

>wait by the bus station

>see some people I knew

>they don't seem to recognize me so I don't initiate the communication

>the bus has arrived, as we all enter I see that it's too spacey

>it's a main hall interjection inside of some building

>like a wide room with T-like form and three exits (I'll assume that the broad flat side points to the north)

>I take a seat somewhere in the middle and wait for us to arrive (?)

>suddenly my seat starts jerking 90 degree to the left and back to the right

>no one pays attention and I seem to be the only one having this problem

>notice something small glowing near the seats by the north wall

>it's a pack of pills glowing with a light-green shine

>8 out of 10 pills are missing

>ask some girl near it if the pack is hers

>it is not

>something is really off about her, but I pay the gut feeling no attention

>I pick the pack up (and notice that it has 1 more pill now?) because it's the most normal thing you could do in such situation

>I start picking up other random trash so no one would get suspicious

>some other dude I know that wasn't at the bus stop sees me, makes a "dude, what the fuck?" expression and walks past me to the western exit

>leave the trash in the trash bin by the eastern exit, leave the pills in my pocket, >decide to walk through the western exit

>find myself in a large dome-like room with 4 round exits and a hole at the center of the celling

>the entire dome seems to be made of clockwork mechanisms

>figure that it's an observatory of some kind

>girl in stylised wizard clothes standing near a large window starts talking

>"considering where we are, we should not judge by the Lunar position, we should judge by the Gaia position"

>suddenly I don't feel too good

>walk back to the first room

>humming noise starts filling the air

>something opened the eastern door

>it's chaotic cacaphony now

>a large gray clothed crowd barges in and starts filling the room while chanting something

>again, everyone else seem to be indifferent to it

>I'm the only one who is in hyper alert mode

>it's like the fight or flight response got activated, but beyond the normal levels, it was like focused panic and rage at the same time

>some of the people are holding poles with dark-gray wolf heads

>heads seem to be alive, their eyes glowing with green

>some wolves with same eyes walk through the crowd, sniffing for something

>all of them but one walk back into the now leaving crowd

>the remaining one sprints to me

>hear its thoughts as it approaches

>it seemed to be troubled, scared and wanted to warn me

>couldn't focus on that because I had to choke the wolf as it knocked me down and tried to bite out my throat

>at some point my fingers sunk very deep into its neck, its movements ceased

>as I push away the dead body, a hobo man with a crude makeshift spear approaches and tries to cut me

>not a poke, it's a slow vertical cut

>somehow I stop it with my hands

>hobo sighs, throws a very small rusty knife near me and walks away

>suddenly see myself

>hear myself saying "we joined for a few months ago and only today I get a knife"

>>48917

Next one from today:

>notice there's a lot of cats at my house for some reason

>find a box in my home

>it's full of smaller boxes

>each box contained a few cats

>discover this by opening one

>cats I released walk out from my house down on a wide staircase made from balconies (?)

>every box was packed at the same date

>"they are freshly packed, so I have time to open them all up before they suffocate"

>hear something outside the main door just as I finish releasing the last pack of kittens

>walk up to it and look through the peephole

>see woman in red clothes

>don't remember inviting anyone

>apparently my door was slightly open

>had some minor difficulties with closing it because the bitch on that side tried to pull the door open

>walk into my room through the hallway

>hear noise near the main entrance again

>peek into the hallway and see a woman and a girl standing near the door

>"fuck who the fuck are they? how did they get past the locked door?"

>feel that same intense feeling from my previous dream

>jolt back to the room, take a cross carved out from wood because I figure it should be the most effective thing for this situation

>pull the cross in front of me and chant shit like "get out from here" and "forget this place ever existed"

>the woman insulted me and threatened me with a violent death

>the girl loudly giggled like a retard

>autistically focus on how my cross has the right proportions and how it was shaped with simple instruments from natural materials so it should work

>spooks seem to get suppressed

>the "girl" passes out, her body falls with a thud

>figure that these two are possessed

>focus even more on the cross

>the "woman" got super confused and panicked look on her face as if she forgot everything she ever knew

>think that it's not enough and focus even more

<wake up

Man, those fucking spooks. Just let me sleep peacefully you supernatural shits.

Not going to ask for any advice or opinions on whatever the fuck those could mean, because, if anything, it's obvious I'm fucked.

I recently had a pretty weird dream, I was aware that it was a dream at one point in it but unlike other dreams no matter how hard I tried to wake up, I couldn't.

>Be me

>Walking in a forest with some people

>See what seems to be Lucifer in monster form

>He scares the shit out of the people and they all ran away

>He turns into human form and walks towards me

>Dark, brown, medium hair, average face, about my height, wearing a suit

I only remember bits and pieces of what he told me and he didn't seem interested in hurting me. Actually he was pretty keen on answering my questions and had a smirk on his face.

>He didn't tell me much about himself, like who he was, where he was from, etc

>He said that he didn't really care about recruiting evil people but that he cared about corrupting the good

>He told me the that god (apparently in human form) was in Warsaw in Poland and he also told god's name (I don't remember it but it did not sound like a slavic name)

Then a good portion of the dream was a blur. After that, I only remember the end

>I was chasing people in a sidewalk.I was on all fours and it felt natural, not like the way humans run on all fours.

>I inhale screamed and that allowed me to fly my wings (Didn't know I had any at the time)

That's about it, I can't really get it out of my head because I have no idea what it means and it's very peculiar

I strongly recommend Anons keep a dream journal. Write down your dreams as soon as you wake up. Even if you only remember a few fragments, write down everything. Start comparing your dreams to recent events in your life, recent headlines, and past dreams. You'll discover some meaningful patterns in your dreams. With enough dream data and experience, you'll be able to use your dreams as a guide through life.

Myself, I never realized my dreams were prescient until I started keeping a dream journal. I began noticing that certain symbols and people would start showing up in dreams right before certain events happened in real life.

>>49505

You should probably have warned them that by keeping a dream journal, their odds of experiencing sleep paralysis will increase dramatically.

>>49506

I've never once had sleep paralysis, Anon. The only negative thing I've experienced with keeping a dream journal is learning how to live with foreknowledge of upcoming negative events.

Can I please get an interpretation?

Some background, 19m, I was thinking a lot about relationships and how I've failed with girls in the past before I fell asleep.

>be me

>at the county seat of government

>my grandad (died 2014) needed a tool (he was a mechanic) and apparently the chamber of commerce had it

>we go get it, he fixes whatever needed to be fixed

>mom comes

>her car needs fixing

>grandad and I ask the chamber of commerce again

>they say it's in their storage

>grandad and I walk down very steep stairs to a door

>open the door to a wide open room with tiered balconies surrounding us (hard to explain but somewhat like we were on stage at a theatre? It all looked very corporate though)

>a vault door is at the other side of the room

>we walk over to it

>there's like a door beside it that is an exit from inside

>my grandad breaks in and falls down a shaft

>I can't open the vault and I return

>up the stairs is the entire chamber of commerce, laughing at me, saying I couldn't actually believe that I would be let into their vault

>they keep laughing, they start throwing their shoes at nothing in particular

>an old woman there is almost hit, and they clear out

>I'm left crying, three women come to me

>they ask why I'm sad

>I say "They sent me on a wild goose chase and laughed when I failed all because I wanted to help my mom"

>they say how cruel the people were and that I should become a mechanic.

>>50569

There's a part of you that doesn't believe a girl might genuinely like you for who you are, so you think, if you can't be attractive, you can at least be useful. Basically redefining your worth as a person based on how you can help others. Your grandad and your mom are not very significant here, they're simply familiar figures that your mind used to tell a story.

Your grandad falling down the shaft and the chamber of commerce laughing at you is a way to express your feelings of insecurity and inadequacy. They can do as they please while all you can do is cry about it, like a helpless child. You want your sadness to be recognized and to be comforted/validated by women. Your answer to their question means you feel like the world is setting you up for failure with unfair expectations that you can't possibly meet. Becoming a mechanic means to reject the world and its expectations, which are confusing and cruel, and to choose what's familiar and reassuring. It's the safe path.

>>50572

Wow I am stunned. I do think that I couldn't be loved simply for being myself, and that I need something more to be worthy. I do feel inadequate. I have been very emotional lately and imagine how a girlfriend would help me. My mom has always been my biggest emotional help but lately she hasn't really been there for me.

>>50782

By the way all the “dreams” after the first “dream” take place inside a actual dream. So i’m sleeping and dreaming inside a dream, and the dreams I have in that dreamer me time travel with mental tarrot cards with various properties.

>>37717

Hope not, because in my dreams I kill people.

I had a very vivid dream about 3 weeks ago. I am standing knee deep in a pond, during the night, surrounded by very tall long needle line trees, and the water is very clear from a night time perspective. Across from me, there is a patch of dirt lining that side of the bank and my wife is standing on it. I throw out a fishing like, no rod and reel, literally a line in my hands. As the water reacts to the line making contact to the water surface, the ripples emanate very slowly throughout the pond. Within a few seconds I feel a very strong urge on the line. I begin pulling it in, bare handed, and pull with as much strength as I could. Looking at the end of the line, I see a bright white light coming to the surface. As it gets closer, I make one last pull upward with every bit of strength that I have. This monstrous white and blue luminescent fish appeara in front of me. I hear my wife yelling things like "Great job, Anon!". I reach forward and take my hook out of its lower lip as I just stare at it in awe. It slowly turns away and swims back into the pond and disappears.

Details of note:

> Fish was white scaled but shimmered blue in the moonlight.

> Fish type can be explained as a cross of angler and coi.

> During the pull in, felt extremely determined and strong.

> Feelings of satisfaction and pride as I hear my wife congratulate me on pulling this monstrous fish in.

> Feelings of mercy and gratitude as I release him back into the water.

I did some research on fish as symbols. There apparently is a lot of interpretation of how you catch/release/consume/not consume the fish. Mostly, I just need a little extra perspective from anyone that is willing to give their take on it. I have been racking my mind over it and I can't exactly figure out what exactly it was supposed to mean.

>>50979

Dark waters can represent the void in a magical/spiritual context. To pull something good from the pond at night sounds like a great sign, maybe it's safe for you to take a chance? Applying for new job or buying a new car or painting the library? But if the pond is more like The Moon tarot card, than trust your instinct and believe in yourself.

you can moderate the plain of dreams with audio and physical vibrations. you must already be able to lucid dream. this is the key to astral projection. i talked about binaural beats before, this is the next step. you can become crazy so tread with caution.

Had a dream this night of having my ears pierced , i could feel the pain but enjoyed it then i wore pretty golden earrings and was extremely happy.

Does this mean anything ?

My dream last night involved me swimming over Antarctica's waters at one point. I was looking at a map as well showing a stream that changes over time so I don't know if I was in the ocean or in a lake. But the water was vast and deep, dark and cold, and the people I was with were advised to stay away from the lights set up underwater or else the monsters at the bottom would see us. There was one I saw that was like a massive eel, more like a serpent than eel. My dreams normally take place in settings around my city or within buildings, but this week has given me dreams from grassy hills to sand dunes.

>>51157

What you want in life can't be acquired without some sacrifice on your part.

>>51173

Times of change, danger lurking beneath.

I had a dream this night, it was very vivid hence why I remember it until now in the afternoon. The left side of my body always suffered the most injuries throughout my life, maybe it's because I'm left-handed and so that part of my body is what I expose to danger unconsciously.

In the dream I had several open wounds in my left side (left arm, left leg and foot), I particularly remember two wounds on the sole of my left foot, they were open and bloody but they weren't gushing blood out, they were just very red and wretching. I have no clue what this could mean.

Of course I Googled it and it said something along the lines of "you will find a way to make money without effort". It seems obvious that this is just a feel-good tidbit made up by someone.

>>50569

Same Anon if it helps. Took this to 4/x/ but no one touched it.

I'm in Seattle, a semi-regular vacation destination for me since I have family there. I'm hanging out with my family there when a girl they're familiar with comes by. I'm immediately attracted to her. She's always taking pictures so I try to work up the courage to ask her for her Instagram. She and I play golf with her dad, first on a normal course, then inside a house with mini-golf tricks and traps. She has some medical condition where she needs to be occasionally placed in a wheelchair due to back issues.

She goes to hang out with her friends and I go to a black ghetto. I actively think during the dream "around blacks never relax", I don't usually hear an inner monologue during my dreams so this is a bit unique. There's this light-skinned black guy in a car at a stoplight and he never moves. His car seems to be safe from the other black people, so I get in it when I'm feeling unsafe.

The narrative or camera or POV or whatever sometimes switches to the girl. She wants to get doughnuts for her friends. She has trouble finding a doughnut shop. She seems to be getting more desperate. It's late at night and she wants a hairnet or something, and she thinks she can "craft" one at a restaurant. She goes to a seafood shop, and the owner is nice until she asks for food. He then tosses her some scraps and tells her to leave.

I'm then in the car with the black person again, asking him to take me around town so I can find my mother. I ask him if he ever gets bored or lonely sitting at that stoplight all day and he says no. I think that that makes sense, because all black people are NPCs (again another instance of inner monologue). I find my mother and he drives off. We look for the girl and find her at the doughnut shop. She's in her wheelchair again and never got the doughnuts. My mother tells her she's pretty, I put my arm around her and I feel sad.

Normally I don't remember my dreams but this one from last night got me, it stated with me playing video games (something common in my dreams)

as far I can remember It started with me playing an Oblivion (one of my favorite games, I played when I was about 12) beta in my brother's computer (which I don't use since I have a mine now) it started in the imperial city but beyond a wall it seemed to be a different map, I tried to jump over the wall abusing fortify spells I was eating chips (something I hate doing while playing because I hate getting keyboards/mouses dirty) and got one stuck in my throat after this for some reason I was playing a completely different game, some weird cross over action game with Sora from Kingdom Hearts (A series I have absolutely no interest for and didn't play a single game) it was like a 3d sonic but demolishing stuff. meanwhile the chips stuck in my throat was annoying and concerning, I could barely breath and had to use my mouth to do so, despise many methods like trying to reach it with my hand (something impossible since I got like 1/4 of my hand inside my throat) or drinking water (which didn't work) but it went away over time.

Later I was moving some boxes around my room amd found a gbc flash cart (I don't think that exists) and a ds r4 both old in my room, one had a 18 gb sd card, I was very glad I got them since one of my r4s stopped working long ago and I was very curious what could be in the sd card

Instead of using the cards later I was playing a quick time event Simpsons game where the kids where in a mine kart, in the meanwhile the tv was showing the news about an old woman getting her money stolen and the reporter getting a call fro the thief and he was shouting and discussing with him

Once awake I was disappointed the flash cards were just a dream

Pretty boring, getting the chip stuck in my throat was the only important part for me though.

>>53540

Maybe you were dreaming from someone else's point of view. In my dream last night, I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror and realized I was Bruce Willis. In my dream, I got into a fight with women because they attacked me for being "too manly" and then I killed some diver soldier underwater and changed into his scuba gear while underwater to disguise myself from the police. The night before this dream, I also had a dream about an old friend with goggles and flippers so there seems to be something related to water going on with me. In the dream before that, some gay guy jumped into a canal and got eaten by crocodiles.

Someone had made a thread on /fringe/ a while back about sleeping with their head on top of or near crystals, with the pointed end if they have one facing towards your head, as a way to enhance dreams. I decided to try it out and my dreams have been much more vivid and longer ever since.

>>53546

What do underwater dreams mean ?

What about underground places in general, dungeons and such ?

Especially when they are not landscapes from waking life plugged in a the "setting" ?

>>45134

what the hell that was a good read. Hope you figured it out

>>53552

I wish I knew. I've had plenty of dreams in strange locations.

I read a news article about a metal plate being found inside of a crocodile's stomach that originates from human surgery. I'll be surprised if it was from a gay guy that chose suicide by crocodiles like in my dream.