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Has anyone had an unusual/strange/ lucid dream or maybe one that's come true?
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I have a few recurring dreams..
I have been having some horrendous nightmares the past few weeks and they are really upsetting!
I also have such vivid dreams sometimes when i wake up i have to really think if its been real or not!!
I believe our dreams mean something........ I feel as if things have came true .. Or is that dejavu? Xx
I have been having some horrendous nightmares the past few weeks and they are really upsetting!
I also have such vivid dreams sometimes when i wake up i have to really think if its been real or not!!
I believe our dreams mean something........ I feel as if things have came true .. Or is that dejavu? Xx
In many of my dreams, I'm able to float around in the sky, I tell myself this can't happen, then I remember how easy it is, if I believe I can.
In another dream I saw the face of an old white haired lady with high cheek bones. She lived in a house next to my old infant school.
Before that dream, I had forgotten about the old lady, whose face seemed to mean something.
Decades later I met a woman, who told me that her grand mother lived in that house next to the school.
I try to remember my dreams, as they seem so clear on waking but soon fade away as I go about my day.
In another dream I saw the face of an old white haired lady with high cheek bones. She lived in a house next to my old infant school.
Before that dream, I had forgotten about the old lady, whose face seemed to mean something.
Decades later I met a woman, who told me that her grand mother lived in that house next to the school.
I try to remember my dreams, as they seem so clear on waking but soon fade away as I go about my day.
I was only talking about this topic this afternoon, as I have really weird dreams most nights, and I said to my daughter, I think it might be a sign of losing the plot, as I am 71yrs old.
Some are gruesome and horrible, yet others are beyond reality. The other night I dreamt that David Beckham came to my house to ask me to do him a favour for his wife.
Some are gruesome and horrible, yet others are beyond reality. The other night I dreamt that David Beckham came to my house to ask me to do him a favour for his wife.
Yay – I’ve remembered one from yonks ago.
In my late teens I made my first visit to Buxton Raceway to watch the Bombers, mainly because a racer called Pete was married to my cousin Mandy. Being a bit of a nobhead I asked him if I’d be able to race if he got me a car. He explained it wasn’t that simple – he could get a car but I’d need, at least, a day licence to race. I said “Yeah, OK” and we lost contact.
Scroll on many years later and I’m living in Birmingham, in a band and going out with the keyboardist, Kath.
One night I had a dream where I was racing at Buxton. Tootling round the track, the car I’m in is gradually turning back into a road car – it’s got windscreen, dash etc. Then I hear Kath telling me to pull over and get out, which I do. I’m sitting on a grass bank watching the race, and the car I was in is in the middle of the Figure of 8 intersection – but, despite being an onlooker, I’m still in the car. It gets hit by cars coming from all four directions of the Figure of 8 and disintegrates, completely destroyed. The shock doesn’t just wake me – I actually get the sensation of landing back down on the bed.
The following day, out of the blue – and I still don’t know how he got my number – Pete phoned to say he had a car built if I fancied it. Thankfully, being so far away (and without my own transport) I had a good excuse to decline.
In my late teens I made my first visit to Buxton Raceway to watch the Bombers, mainly because a racer called Pete was married to my cousin Mandy. Being a bit of a nobhead I asked him if I’d be able to race if he got me a car. He explained it wasn’t that simple – he could get a car but I’d need, at least, a day licence to race. I said “Yeah, OK” and we lost contact.
Scroll on many years later and I’m living in Birmingham, in a band and going out with the keyboardist, Kath.
One night I had a dream where I was racing at Buxton. Tootling round the track, the car I’m in is gradually turning back into a road car – it’s got windscreen, dash etc. Then I hear Kath telling me to pull over and get out, which I do. I’m sitting on a grass bank watching the race, and the car I was in is in the middle of the Figure of 8 intersection – but, despite being an onlooker, I’m still in the car. It gets hit by cars coming from all four directions of the Figure of 8 and disintegrates, completely destroyed. The shock doesn’t just wake me – I actually get the sensation of landing back down on the bed.
The following day, out of the blue – and I still don’t know how he got my number – Pete phoned to say he had a car built if I fancied it. Thankfully, being so far away (and without my own transport) I had a good excuse to decline.
