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Posted on: 2018-02-04 by KimC951

Last night I dreamt I found a hummingbird nest in the tree right outside my front door. When I woke up I went to look in the tree, and there it was. A little nest with a hummingbird arranging itself. We had a nest in the same tree a few years ago. The new one is about a foot away. What does this premonition mean? The last month has been one of uncertainty and anguish, especially when it comes to our home. I am being threatened with eviction after 17 years. I don’t even know why the new management has decided to try and get rid of us. I hope this is a sign of better days on the horizon

Posted on: 2014-08-28 by Guest

What I'm about to talk about is something that I'm a little hesitant to mention. I've kept it to myself, mostly, for the past few years and haven't spoken much about it to anyone. But, I've thought about it many times and lately almost every day. I don't know how to discuss it without it sounding a little crazy, so I guess the best way is to just tell every thing about it word for word. I'll be as honest as I can and try not to leave anything out. Here we go.... Back in 2011, I had a recurring dream every night for a few weeks. The best way I can describe it is by saying that, basically, I was on a beach chasing a girl I knew, but couldn't see. Let me explain. It was me, well, at least I thought it was me. It felt like me. I was chasing a girl on a beach. A girl that, apparently from what the dream was implying, I was deeply in love with. So much so that I'm not even sure there's words to describe such a feeling. Definitely nothing I've ever felt in my real life, while awake. Anyway, back to me. Like I said, it felt like me, but it didn't look like me. I was, physically, essentially a different person but I still felt like myself, if that makes sense. I was chasing this girl and I remember hearing lots of laughter. It was definitely a happy time. Each night that I had this dream, I would get closer and closer to catching up with whoever this mysterious girl was. Let's talk more about her. All I got from the dream was that she was my "true love". I put those words in parenthesis because I don't feel those words can really apply to something like this. She was more than a girlfriend, more than a wife, etc. She just felt like more to me. I remember her being slightly taller than most girls, but not by much. She was really quite skinny, but not in an unhealthy way. Black hair. Long, flowing black hair. Her skin was smooth and had a slightly pale complexion. She was wearing a dress, but I'm not sure what color. Another thing I remember, is her spirit. She was adventurous, willing to fight, stand her ground. She was the type to stick with you and have your back no matter what, even if it meant facing death. The kind of girl that attracts me the most because I'm the exact same way. I'm not sure how I know all of this, but the best I can say is that it was only implied somehow through the dream. Now, like I said, each night I would get closer and closer to catching up with her, and the closer I got, the more real it felt. Finally, on the last night of having this recurring dream, I got close enough that I could have touched her. I remember her laughing, and then turning her head to look back at me. What I saw took me aback, and even in the dream, I remember stopping and just looking straight ahead. What I saw was this girl, this mysterious, beautiful girl that I supposedly knew, looking back at me... but she had no face. That's right. She didn't have a face. Where there should have been eyes, nose and a mouth, was only a white nothingness. That's where the dream ended. I still can't seem to understand what the dream meant. It felt so real and familiar that I sometimes wonder if it could have been a memory, and not a dream at all. But, if it was a memory, where have I lived that before? I know believing in reincarnation or "past lives" isn't something for everyone, but I don't think it can be ruled out. It was too surreal. It felt like a far away place and time, but even so, still very familiar to me, almost like I would wake up and be where I was in the dream. Perhaps, it's a vision from the future. Maybe I'm being told something good is coming my way, but that it won't be so obvious at first. What really chills me to think about is how much love and happiness I felt. So much so, that I don't think anyone in this life could replicate it. How familiar it all felt. I knew this girl. Yet, I didn't know her name and I couldn't see her face. I looked different too, like I said. If it hadn't been for how I felt, I wouldn't have recognized it as myself. To this day, I can still picture everything so clearly that a picture could be drawn up from my description alone, even down to the sand dunes and seagulls flying in the air. If anyone does read all of this, would you mind offering up opinions on what it could be? I can only gain so much insight looking at it from my own perspective. Also, has anyone else ever had dreams that were similar to this? Hopefully, in time, it will get clearer.



Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Gloomy tales

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Have you got a telephone directory?



Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

Very funny pictures

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

Stolen credit card

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

I don't know what I want to do after university



Posted on: 2013-12-16 by Becky_Jayne

I had a dream that seemed to cover many category's. Love, war, dark fantasies..but I thought that maybe ,considering that none of those category's exist, that this one would be best. Anyways, when it began I was wearing high white pants that went up to my waist. I was also wearing a blue jacket that hung down to my knees and was buttoned up just below my breasts. I looked side to side and saw thousands of men and women wearing the same, but holding bayonets and guns.I looked at my own have and saw the same. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around to see my old science teacher ( I'm now 18 and he is 30). He smiled at me and put his hand on my waist. I reached up my hand and stroked his stubbly chin.Then suddenly, people wearing the same clothing marched up towards us over a hill, some holding guns above their heads, others holding French flags. A voice screams " Show no Mercy" and the hand is taken away from my waist. We begin to fire at them and they don't retaliate so I begin to think that they've given up. But then they hold their guns in firing position and begin to mow down at least half of us. The remaining half kill the rest of them. Suddenly, we're in a room, lying on blankets on the floor and I realize it's my old Science classroom. I see all of my old classmates, which was strange because I cannot seem to conciously remember half of them. I see my legs in front of me and see myself in skinny,black pants, like I used to wear for school. Mr X, My science teacher begins throwing out christmas cards to people but he comes and hands me mine. I look at the girl next to me and her card simply reads something like "Merry Christmas from mr X" I open my own to find pages and pages of what I know to be love poems. I look up to see him smiling across the room. After that, I'm wooshed to my local leisure centre wearing an unfamiliar white bikini. I see my two friends, Jessica and Amy, they look good. I walk into the pool and stop at a mirror. My Boobs look good. I'm then swimming away and see Mr X Backstroking past me..I believe he had an erection. (I apologise for this detail) I remember seeing myself from above touching his ankle then Mr X and myself are transported to a house. It looks good, white walls, shiny wooden floors. He takes my hands and leads me up this winding staircase that appears. He begins kissing me desparatley. I feel good about myself, like he needs me. I kiss him back and feel hands allover my body. Then, we're on the bed and he is unbuttoning the same jacket from the battlefield, I'm removing his clothes until we're both fully naked.( Yes I saw his penis. -__-) I see him and myself having sex. It's slow and sweet at first but then he looks down at me, stares into my eyes and starts playing rough. He flips me over and does me "Doggy Style". The last thing I remember is Him saying "I love you" I replied the same and he gently kissed me. I think I now have the biggest crush on my old Science teacher.

Posted on: 2012-01-25 by Guest

I was inside my old house, wearing a night gown. Alone Panicked i called out and knowing where i was I checked all the bedrooms in case somebody would be in the house with me. Everything was dark. The wall paint was peeling, I remember feeling cold and more alone than i`ve ever felt. The smell was pretty real too, it smelt of old damp aging furniture (sick really). anyways more looking around upstairs and down, i find nothing and all the doors leading outside were locked, except the patio door. I slid it open and step outside in bear feet right into a snowstorm. But, the only thing i felt was the cold and goosebumps. I see somebody coming down the hill and i started shouting out to him, asking for help. He didnt look up though, but he kept walking and started towards my house. I booked it down stairs and waited infront of the 2 big doors. Once it opened everything lit up! The chandelier was giving away gold lighting, warm rays and the wall paint was good as new. I looked at the man, I know i knew who he was (but i cant put a face or name on him-.-). I called out to him and went to give him a hug feeling so relieved but i went right through him. He didnt hear me. He shook the snow off and hurried upstairs calling out my sisters name, calling out to know where i was and I stood there. while everything started to go dark again. I waited a few seconds and headed up the stairs slowly. Hearing the mans crying get louder I see his boots from around the corner I crept around that corner to seen him on his knees. Holding somebody in his arms. my sisters crowded around him crying too holding each other. He says my name, straightens up and I look over his shoulder to see myself in his arms. eyes wide open, dressed in a nightgown. I was nothing but a ghost, looking over his shoulder. The lights dimmed everyone went running into a room, I was left there with my body as the walls started to peel, I slumped down and picked me up, cradling myself and crying. She/me woke started to blink and grabbed the back of my neck, I took her/my hand and we went to stand on the patio. After that I woke up. ~J

Posted on: 2012-10-01 by Guest

In my dream I was aware that I was in my room in my bed, but there was a someones face very close to mine holding me down and whenever I tried to speak they got very mad at me and pressed their hand to cover my mouth. I was trying to figure something out, but I don't remember what it was. Then I woke up and my whole chest felt like something was just lifted from it and I could finally move. It really scared me.

Posted on: 2018-04-15 by Guest

i had a dream my ex called me crying saying “what is it going to take to be with you. she doesnt want me..” (wierd i know) & i couldnt help but to feel happy that he wanted to get back to me, but sad cause he was crying. the dream femt so real i almost thought it was, when i woke up my heart was beating really fast. what can this dream be..

Posted on: 2011-06-30 by Holliee

Last night in my dream, Lisa from the simpsons was talking to a lad online, they planned to meet up in the forest, Marge was suspicious and followed them, she his behind a tree with a red cloak on. Lisa had the same red cloak on, when she met the lad she thought he was perfect. She turned round and thought she took a glimpse of marge, Marge hid under an orange material a lot like the ruff back or a sponge so she wouldn't be seen. When lisa turned back to face her perfect man he was wearing a mask, a scary mask. He started shouting at her; He's not the person you think he is! He's a fake! Get away!. Then she screamed and ran home. Marge like the material she was under and cut a bit off and took it home. When Lisa got home she ran to the simpson basement and in the corner was that lad but with the mask on. She screamed and so did he, he grabbed hols of her arms tightly and said; He's not who you think he is! He;s fake!. She asked him who are you while crying with anger and fear, his reply was; I'm his imaginary friend. IMD

Posted on: 2012-03-31 by Guest

dead bugs

Posted on: 2015-04-29 by Guest

Thanks funny site

Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

Another year

Posted on: 2015-03-29 by Guest

lst night in my dream I jus saw myself holding a butchers knife with some blood in it..I dont know d other part of my dream but im so amazed with myself holding a butchers knife

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

I want to report a

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

I've lost my bank card

Posted on: 2015-05-01 by Guest

On another call

Posted on: 2015-04-26 by Guest

I love the theatre

Posted on: 2015-04-27 by Guest

I'd like to cancel a cheque

Posted on: 2015-06-07 by Guest

How many would you like?

Posted on: 2011-06-22 by IceUser

Last night there was this crazy storm I could not believe all of the tornadoes that I could see it was really like right out of the movie Twister, I then decided that I would do outside and try to get some video of the storm but when I went outside the house was sucked away and a new and bigger house was set down in place of my house and then I just went back inside IMD

Posted on: 2015-04-30 by Guest

I'd like to open a business account

Posted on: 2012-11-14 by Guest

I'm dreamed I was standing in front of glass window almost like a banking teller window with the opening below to slide money or whatever fits through. On other side of the glass was a guy who was asking, "what do you want?". I look below and see a menu that I hardly see and so I just point to some random choice on the menu. I give him money and he gives a look like he's waiting for more. So I look in my wallet and pull out a $20 to give to him. Then rather than give me the change, he holds the money in his hands and strangely asks me, "who are you...where you from?". As I'm reading this facial expression and tone of voice, it sounded like bigot approach type of question. So then I pull out my U.S passport to shut him up and for some reason he decides to walk-away with my money without giving my change nor the food that ordered. As he walked out the door, I stand there confused about the whole situation and realized he hasn't come back. So I look through the glass into the kitchen area to see if anything give me a clue what this dream is all about. As I'm looking, I notice a reflection on a paper towel dispenser further in the back of what looks like an open metal cash box resting below in an open compartment, like a cubby hole, right below the glass window. The cash box looked to be filled with quarters and change, but it was unreachable from the outer side of the glass. So I focused on cash box and with my mind (telekinesis) made the change rise out from the box spewing everywhere. There was so much change continuously coming out that I didn't know where it was coming from. And finally, the dollar bills started to rise out and rather then let the the dollar bills fall to the floor in the kitchen, I made it come up and through the small opening of the glass. Everyone that was around started to grab the money flying everywhere. I took enough of my share of the cash and didn't stick around long enough for the authorities to show while the rest of the crowd stuck around filling their pockets. I didn't feel like I was stealing since nobody saw anything different than the next person other than cash flying out on its own. But as I was walking away, I noticed a follower amazed at what just occurred telling me, "I can't believe you just made that happen." I looked at him not admitting anything what he just said and continued walking. Please interpret, Thank you.