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I died in a dream (what does it mean)?

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This dream has been with me all day. I can’t shake the feeling that it was very important. I have never had a dream like this. I had a dream last night that I died. I was shot in the head and before it happened in the dream I was aware it was fixing to happen. In my dream I remember thinking I am fixing to die in this dream and in the dream I was telling myself to remember how it felt to die so when I woke up I would know and I kept telling myself in the dream that it was ok. I knew I was dreaming. At the same time I was thinking this the dream was still going on. I was arguing with someone and we both had guns. I knew they were fixing to shoot me and that my gun was empty but I was bluffing and acting like my gun had bullets. Also I remember moths crawling on the walls. There were lots of them, they were brown and they were in cocoons stuck to the wall. They were constantly breaking the cocoon and either flying away or crawling around on the wall. They weren’t creepy in the dream and I remember thinking I needed to call an exterminator in my mind in the dream. These things all seemed to be going on simultaneously. The moment came when the person I was arguing with was fixing to shoot. They were close to my head and it felt like the dream slowed down when they pulled the trigger. As the bullet came towards my head I had the thought of I died in my dream I might not wake up. Then it hit me. I was concentrating hard to remember what it felt like to die. Everything felt spongy and waved and then like static on a tv but the static was light. Then all the light static started separating up in waves around the dream world. It was very bright and then another dream started immediately. I thought I might have woke up but I didn’t. I did become really aware I was sleeping but then bounced into the next dream. It was completely different. I sometimes have vivid dreams but this was so weird. If anyone has any interpretation on this I would really love to hear it. I always thought you couldn’t die in your dreams guess that’s not true.

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A dream I had last night – a short story

In my dream last night we went riding down a dirt road and came to a friends house in the country. We got out to say hi but everyone was in turmoil and anxious. We went outside to look at the sky because the sky was very bright. Everyone came outside and started telling us all about the drama in the house and you took my hand and we ran into a blackberry patch but they didn’t have briars on them. We sat on the dirt under them and they made a safe canopy around us and you kissed me and it tasted like berries when you did and we both smiled. You had my face in both your hands and you said beautiful things to me and I said I loved you and we kept kissing because it tasted so good and we couldn’t stop smiling or laughing. And in our little berry fort we were alone and happy for a small little while that seemed like a lifetime. Then it was as if I was being pulled from a dream within a dream and and all the sudden we were both aware of the sound of the motor of my truck running on the dirt road and I knew I had to leave. You told me you were going to cut threw the blackberry field because your house was just on the other side and you would get back faster. I was worried about the briars cutting you but you said it would be fine, to look, we didn’t have even a scratch on us. I looked at my clean arms and yours too and kisses your wrists. We let go and my truck was only a few steps away now idling in the middle of the dirt road. I felt something tickling my arm and I looked down and saw blood and briars stuck all in the white flesh of my skin. I felt panic and turned around to look for you and I could see you in the middle of the field I was standing on a hill looking down over the patch and the berries were like waves lapping over you chest deep in the ocean. I could see the back of your shirt was soaked with large splotches of blood but you were moving steady forward and were more than halfway threw the huge field. You looked back at me and smiled the most beautiful smile and waved like nothing in the world was wrong. I waved back and knew immediately you were going to make it. I got in my truck and everything was covered in a fine layer of dirt. When I put my hand on the wheel I could see the blood on my arms was already dry and flaking off in big chunks. All the windows in the truck were down and as I began to drive the wind was blowing so hard it felt like it completely cleaned me. I could see dirt and clumps of dried blood flying out the windows and I was glad to be almost home and then I woke up. It was a good dream.

Tiny boats and you

Last night I dreamed of miles of water and tiny boats. I floated around in a few of them and you waited for me on a little piece of land and every time I kept coming back the feeling between us was stronger at the end of the dream when I came back and we hugged color was shooting off us in every direction and I could feel energy sucking me towards you, it was a good dream.

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