Dreams About Death?
#1
Posted 31 December 2008 - 02:35 AM
and its freaking me out...
So, I had a dream that my mom had passed, but i wasnt with her, but i could see what was happening to her...
She called me and told me that she loved me... and hung up (because im in china right now and shes in the states and i havent seen her for 3 years)
anyways she was just laying there with my aunt, and she told me aunt (this may sound weird) "i can feel my health leaving my body"
and she was telling her how much she misses me and how much she wanted to see me just one more time...and all the while, i could see this, but couldnt talk to her or show up, and she just passed talking to my aunt...
and you know how you cry sooooo much in your dream you start crying for real? i woke up crying, and fell asleep again...
and the dream went on, with me crying alot more, and not being able to do anything...and im having friends over later so in the back my head i kept telling myself to wake up, but i couldnt wake up from it...
and its just really freaking me out because im so far away from my mom, and its going to be a new year...ahh
i really needed to vent somewhere..
i really hope this dream doesnt mean anything in particular...
has anyone else had horrifying dreams lately...???
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edit: i talked to my mom and shes fine... (thank God)
like myss blewm said, my mom told me it's prolly a good sign o.O
i guess i just really miss her~ hopefully, i'll get to see her this year...
dreams are so interesting...
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#2
Posted 31 December 2008 - 06:36 AM
And yes, she fuucckking came to me from no where. And I didn't know her being a vampire at first. We chatted. It was snowy and cold. But she was wearing a tshirt.
And she starts to bleed. WTF. And now she's in my room and takes a shower. She's naked. 12 year old girl naked. But she is not a girl. EW. TRAP!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I woke up.
#3
Posted 31 December 2008 - 06:40 AM
I think you should keep mulling over things in your life that bother you right now, and you might find the dream is connected! It's not weird, sometimes it just happens. Dreams are just your brain working away! Nothing to worry about! And as far as crying goes, it might be nice that you let out that emotion! To keep it in too long isn't good.
Anyway, these are just my thoughts, I could be dead wrong!
#4
Posted 31 December 2008 - 06:46 AM
Interesting. Wonder what it means when you dream you're in a video game - I just woke up from that
#5
Posted 31 December 2008 - 06:48 AM
#6
Posted 31 December 2008 - 08:28 AM
#7
Posted 31 December 2008 - 09:01 AM
I've had them too but they normally end with me popping up and going like, this is a dream, I'm alive, then I wake up. I had one where I was shot with an assault rifle and I couldn't move my limbs and my body was burning then all of the sudden in the dream I come to realization that it was a dream and I get up and then I wake up. As for the feeling of life pouring at, I think that has to do with your body being numb when you sleep on yourself, cause I had a dream where I lost an arm then I woke up and I couldn't feel my arm realizing it was numb.
#8
Posted 31 December 2008 - 09:02 AM
#9
Posted 31 December 2008 - 11:37 AM
I used to do minor dream interpretation researches because I'm superstitious like that
I wouldn't say the dream I had recently was a horrifying dream, but it was interesting. It was a few days before Christmas when I dreamed this. I was sitting in my house in my dream and I was bored so I thought of calling my friend to ask her to go Christmas shopping with me, but I looked outside my kitchen window. There was this red glow like you see on a particularly reddish evening when the sun is setting, and I could see the big highway really clearly but there was this sort of abyss right down along the middle of the highway. All across the area outside was a massive flood of water and the water was falling into the abyss. It really was a scary yet mesmerizing sight to see because I didn't know if it signified that the world was coming to an end or if I was tripping out on drugs. Whilst I was watching that sight, in real life my mom was outside my bedroom door yelling for my little sister to hurry up because my mom was going to go shopping without my sister, and it transferred into my dream. I knew it was my mom in real life saying it, but somehow I put that into my dream as well, and whilst it was being said, I turned over to tell my mom that it was probably wisest if she didn't go out. But instead I decided to call up a friend of mine to ask her if she wanted to go to Chipotle. My dream got weirder when I left to visit a Blockbuster store, but I tend to write almost every little detail I remember from my dreams so I'll just stop it here.

#10
Posted 31 December 2008 - 11:45 AM
edit+
now that I think about it, I have another one. Recently, I dreamed that my grandfather's health was deteriorating and that it was not going to get better- and this was not too odd because he was already in a nursing home. Then, I told my mom about it ( her dad) and she had the same dream. We both got kind of scared and she went to visit him that weekend. A little bit later, I had another dream about him dying.....Not too long after that dream, we got a call from the nursing home saying that my grandfather was now in his death bed, and he was not going to make it for very long. We went to see him and a week later he passed away. It was very hard for us because he was all the way in New York and we were in Maryland- 4 hour drive. We didn't go see him as often as we would have if we were local and it killed me that the last time I saw him was me pushing him on a wheel chair around the hospital and calling that a visit...
"Asians are fuking pussys. Im ashamed to be a part of you weak timid little race ...Maybe if asians were as awesome as me we wouldnt have so many racist things hurled at our people. If you didnt think like such a timid little slave maybe you wouldnt get racism 5 or 6 times a week like you say you do. " -CuriosityGguy I think like a timid little slave. That's why I put this on my signature.
#11
Posted 31 December 2008 - 02:18 PM
I dreamt before that i was suppose to die, like I rode my bike down a hill and there were soldiers on the side that were shooting me on the way down. But instead it feel like little tickling sensation.
Once in a long while, I can control my dreams so it wont be scary but it hasnt happen recently yet.

#12
Posted 31 December 2008 - 03:02 PM
I dreamt that my grandmother died and then two weeks later, she did. I'm not saying it was a premonition or any such thing, she was in a pretty fragile state and it was only a matter of time.
As for dreaming of my own death, that happens very often, especially during exam time.
#13
Posted 31 December 2008 - 04:02 PM
I was out in my uncle's backyard in the province and I was back there hacking the heads off of all these hens. I wasn't the least bit disturbed by even doing it. There was a big town fiesta that was to be held and a lot of chicken had to be slaughtered and prepared for the celebration. But anyway, here I was hacking chicken heads left and right. I was totally in a groove. Some townspeople would practically come in through the backyard fence with even more chickens for me to slaughter. And as I proceeded on and on, there grew this whole pile of chicken heads and all these headless chicken bodies flip-flopping around the backyard as my uncles and little cousins tried to catch them and bag them up. My clothes were soaked with blood and my hands were so calloused from swinging away with my little hatchet. Some blood would even squirt on my face and even in my eye but I was undeterred. I just kept swinging away as this now assembly line of townspeople would come into the backyard to drop off more chickens. I must have killed hundreds of them. I was a killing machine working with so much efficiency.
So anyway, it came to the point where I had hacked off so many chicken heads that there was a pool of blood on the concrete where I was doing all the killing. When I reared back with my hatchet as I was about kill yet another chicken, I lost my footing on the blood and slipped backward and fell hard and awkward to the ground, hitting the back of my head against the concrete. I got totally knocked out as a result.
And while I was out, this is where I had my dream of death: I dreamt that I was eating fried chicken at a KFC and I ended up choking to death on a chicken bone.
How horrible a dream was that!
When I woke up, I wasn't able to enjoy the rest of my visit to the Philippines, never mind enjoying that town fiesta for which I was helping in the preparation.
Into the last good bite I'll ever know

Live and eat on this day. Live and eat on this day.
#14
Posted 31 December 2008 - 04:26 PM
Go Taiwan!!!!!!!
#15
Posted 31 December 2008 - 04:55 PM
#16
Posted 31 December 2008 - 05:45 PM
Toma says YATTA.
#17
Posted 31 December 2008 - 07:18 PM
The second dream I had was my younger brother. He had already passed away a few years ago now in real life. In my dream, my little brother was alive and we were about 10 or so. I was in extreme excitement cause he was with me again. I let him do whatever he wanted to do and go anywhere he wanted. In real life I would restrict him on where he could go could he had a mental disability. So as we were having fun, he suddenly disappeared. I looked all over for him and I cried in my dream cause he had left me again. I woke up and found out I was crying in my sleep. I cried real hard on that day.
I hate these kind of dreams cause it makes me depressed for a while. It makes me regret a few things, but it's over and I can't do much about it. I'll just live for my brother, the way he couldn't.
Your death is for me to decide
My eyes tells lies, but the lies are all true
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Posted 17 January 2009 - 05:50 AM
























