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@ Kaguya- Dreams with a bit more adult content to them usually point to a need to release said energy.

The other dream which you're waking up and using the computer might just be mimicking real life/ something you subconsciously want to do.

But that's just my own interpretation....

Alright..... So I've been remembering my dreams more and more frequently lately. About a week ago I had a dream about this guy. I never got a clear look at his face, but I remember he had dark eyes that felt like they were looking deep into my soul everytime I saw him. Otherwise I would see nothing but his long dark hair. That or he'd bee looking down. Anyway, everytime this man is in my dreams I remember almost every detail as vividly as if it were and experience I'd just had seconds before. And almost every night since the first dream, he's been there.

Now I just had a close friend of mine (On gaia) leave. Now, I've never met him or anything, but he always seemed to be around when I needed him most. He might be online for a few days to a few months, but when my problems weren't bothering me so much anymore, he'd leave. And I have no idea why he came back around last week, but one day I logged on and I had a message from him saying goodbye. He deleted me form his friends, and hasn't been online since as far as I can tell.

I think my dreams had something to do with him, but in my dreams I feel I have a soul bond with the man who is always there. I can't get him out of my head. I think about the dreams constantly. I want so badly to know who he is and why he keeps coming to me in my dreams. And why I remember everything that happens. I remember what every touch feels like. Every smell and every sound. I remember bumping into walls and my arms are sore the next morning because I can still feel where I hit them.

I would LOVE any advice on why my dreams are so real to me right now.

I'm starting to find it harder to remember dreams again crying and at this point it is really important that I remember them because I need answers from them.
I'm looking up some information online, but does anyone know of any spells, crystals, herbs etc that could help to induce concious or lucid dreams?

EDIT: Just been told by a friend of mine that he had a dream (he doesn't dream often so that's RARE!) about being tied to a chair in the middle of a room filled with people he knew. They were yelling horrible things at him and ripping his eyes out only for his eyes to regrow and be ripped out again. Does anyone know what this means?

I dreamed my teeth and gums started to rot.

I know that loosing your teeth means you might get cash in the future, but WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?! gonk

It was creepy.

This is actually a dream I had several years ago now (I was a sophomore in High school). It's still extremely vivid to me, and somewhat frightens me, for reasons I will assume are obvious.

As far as dreams are concerned, this one started out in a dark place, most likely a cave or tunnel. Big, heavy stones all around, the ground uneven beneath my feet, etc. There is someone with me, and only when we emerge into a lighter area do I realize who it is. He is a close friend of mine, has been since middle school. We are alone. He's grinning and laughing, excited about the area we're in. He keeps waving his arms and praising its beauty. I think he's mad, because everything is bleak, red, jagged, and burning, like I imagine the Christian hell to be. The sky is bloody red with black clouds, black mountains and sharp rocky spires stretch into the distance, a red haze eventually obscuring everything. We stand a good ways up one such spire, and far below us, fires seem to burn, but I can see only black nothingness in the chasm directly before us. I feel like we're the only people here, trapped, damned. I say nothing to him.

But my friend keeps laughing, sweeping his arms out, praising the beauty. One movement is so full of energy he overbalances and falls into the chasm. I cry out and reach for him. For a split second I am terrified of my own arm because it is covered in black and red scales, my nails are sharp black claws, and blood from a thousand deaths seems to have dried across the scales. I charge forward, leaping into the abyss with no hesitation, because I know, I just know, I will be fine. I feel wings, massive, powerful dragon-like wings, erupt from my back, tearing the flesh from my shoulders and showering me and my falling friend with hot, black blood. I dive after him, arm outstretched, clawed hand reaching for his. I nearly have him when I am yanked brutally backwards and wake up in my room, my mother calling me awake to prepare for school.

That same day, I told my friend of this dream. This friend is not one for being a quiet listener, but he was completely mute through the whole thing, and he kept getting whiter and whiter. He finally told me why.

That morning, he had a dream that started in a crystal cave, the walls glittering with light. He was with me, happy and excited. Behind us is a steady stream of people, all ragged, but happy, as if they'd been on a long journey and they were nearing its completion. We emerged into brilliant, blinding sunlight, and a beautiful green valley stretched out before us. He is so excited, he waves his arms, praises the beauty. He feels as if some deed he has done has brought happiness to all the people emerging into the light behind us. All the while, he is confused by my lack of response, but continues to gesture and usher people out into the daylight. They praise him, and begin to pick their way down the narrow trail along the cliff that we stand on. He turns to me and makes another gesture to the beautiful valley with its green trees, sparkling streams, and rainbows.

His gesture makes him lose his balance, and he falls backwards over the edge of the cliff. A second later he sees me leap out over the edge and dive toward him, massive white feathered wings springing from my back. My skin glows, my eyes shine with an inner light, and gold seems to rain down upon him as I stretch out my glowing fingers to his. Just as his fingers are about to meet mine, he watches as a sudden rent opens in the sky and I am sucked into it as if I'd never existed. He fell in his dream, until darkness replaced the sunlight and he woke.

Never before and never after have I had dreams where I can fly, or have wings, though I've always wanted a flying dream because I am drawn to the air element and the idea of flying. I only get falling dreams. This was the first dream that seemed to hint at being able to fly, but I never actually got to. And my friend fell away from me. I was frightened of it when I woke up, and then very, very confused when my friend told me of his.

I've heard of shared dreaming, and I know it must be possible because of ours, but I'm really curious as to why, if we shared a dream, mine was so much darker than his. And why, in his, he saw me as an angel when I definitely saw myself as a demon in my own. Why was he followed by many people, when I was alone with him in mine? Were these reflections? Truths? Fears? Did this dream have something to do with why he got himself in trouble and thrown out of school a year later?

Any opinions would be welcome, because the dream dictionary I have is utterly useless. Thanks.

I did not know at the time about the infraction that got him expelled, so no, I couldn't try to help him stay. He was thrown out because an airhead cheerleader 'felt threatened' by his Myspace page photo. Prior to this, he'd gotten in trouble for having a Pseudonym Myspace page that "seemed to threaten the safety of the students and faculty of the school" because he'd posted a blog or journal that demanded a change in leadership of the school because the current administration was bungling it. The whole school was terrified it was an assassination attempt in progress or something... It was utterly asinine. I turned him in because I didn't want somebody else to wind up beating the hell out of him or killing him. He forgave me for my actions, and understood I did it to protect him. He also understood when I told him (after learning the reason why he got expelled) that he was an idiot.

I'm not sure how the specifics of the expulsion have relevance to the shared dream...

It's kinda freaking ridiculous:
About two years ago, I had made an enchantment onto a gem. It was my most precious creation. I had lost it in my room carelessly, of course. I was.. incredibly upset, I used this thing a lot. Days went past, and eventually I had a dream. I awoke to morning and my bed was white lit from the morning sun. I saw a floating table with a purple cloth over it, with a square pyramidal object on it, on which there was a single large ball that fit into the top. Like a crystal ball. On the white ball there was an emblem of an eye. Behind the structure was a hag. An incredibly old woman in a robe, was black. She spoke to me, "What do you wish to know?" and I responded, "Where is my gem?" She pointed below down beneath the bed. I responded "Thank you." and the dream was dreamt.
I awoke, forgetting what had past, and then i dropped my glasses later in the day, 'neath my bed, and there, as she said, lie by itself on the wooden floor, my gem.



Then a few days later, the same dream, without the woman or table. But a new table, and upon it was a flipcallendar, opened to August 25. The first 25'th past after the dream, and it was a day that denied it's auspicion. The next 25'th draws near. I wonder if she is coming for payment.