WHAT ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT RIGHT NOW?

W-wait... Tungermanu's not Russian?
But... The... His...
Как ты мог?!

Ah, don't mind me NeverSilent...
I'm just bored :D

Well, this topic.

I think I should sleep now.
*looks out of window: sunrise*
Oh well..

I'm thinking about

i've been outside for 3 hours today in the sun and i don't even have a sunburn.

author=seiromem
I'm thinking about

You tricked me into thinking you hid something.

in other news i am extremely gay

My everything sucks.

author=Corfaisus
I had a dream that, for one reason or another, I got a sex change to become a beautiful, light-skinned black woman. My parents were disappointed in me and questioned me about my life (I reassured them that this is what I wanted and that I'm still the same person they loved before) on the car ride back to the house. The strangest thing was that I looked at myself in the rear-view mirror and saw the man I was before, like my "true" self shone through.

Sure, other things happened that I've since forgotten, but such is the nature of dreams.

... But what does it mean? It can't be that I'm transgendered or in any way conflicted with myself as I know that's never been the case. Was it meant as an attempt to glance sympathetically into another life? Even for a dream, it was surreal.

Anywhooo, got work today, so I've probably got more important things to worry about.

Considering that the understanding of dreams figure heavily in the development of magickal ability, that I practice sorcery will be quite helpful to you. First, the car is you. (In any dream in which you are in a car, the car is a representation of you. For example, if you dream you're driving car in which the steering wheel doesn't work, this could mean you feel that you're not in control of your life. If your headlights don't work, it may be that you are pursuing a goal without carefully considering the consequences...get it?). Mirrors always reflect you, so anytime you see a mirror in a dream, whatever you see in it is a reflection of you. Usually, it's not so literal, but it's appropriate for this particular dream. Sex change: uncomfortable in one's own skin, possibly, or you're uncertain about your future--who will ultimately become (taking the context of your dream into account, I think this second one is the likely one).

That your parents are driving the car suggests that they continue to be the dominant influence on your life. Whether you're emancipated and living alone, supporting yourself, or not, you still feel that you are beholden to them. I have a monstrously overbearing father, so I understand this quite well. You feel that are influencing the most important decisions in your life. It's frustrating. You want them to accept the decisions you make on your own, to accept that you're your own person, not who they demand you be. Most importantly, before you accomplish this, you have to accept who you are, be comfortable with the man in the mirror.

^ not entirely new, but real and becoming more apparent

author=pianotm

author=Corfaisus
I had a dream that, for one reason or another, I got a sex change to become a beautiful, light-skinned black woman. My parents were disappointed in me and questioned me about my life (I reassured them that this is what I wanted and that I'm still the same person they loved before) on the car ride back to the house. The strangest thing was that I looked at myself in the rear-view mirror and saw the man I was before, like my "true" self shone through.

Sure, other things happened that I've since forgotten, but such is the nature of dreams.

... But what does it mean? It can't be that I'm transgendered or in any way conflicted with myself as I know that's never been the case. Was it meant as an attempt to glance sympathetically into another life? Even for a dream, it was surreal.

Anywhooo, got work today, so I've probably got more important things to worry about.

Considering that the understanding of dreams figure heavily in the development of magickal ability, that I practice sorcery will be quite helpful to you. First, the car is you. (In any dream in which you are in a car, the car is a representation of you. For example, if you dream you're driving car in which the steering wheel doesn't work, this could mean you feel that you're not in control of your life. If your headlights don't work, it may be that you are pursuing a goal without carefully considering the consequences...get it?). Mirrors always reflect you, so anytime you see a mirror in a dream, whatever you see in it is a reflection of you. Usually, it's not so literal, but it's appropriate for this particular dream. Sex change: uncomfortable in one's own skin, possibly, or you're uncertain about your future--who will ultimately become (taking the context of your dream into account, I think this second one is the likely one).

That your parents are driving the car suggests that they continue to be the dominant influence on your life. Whether you're emancipated and living alone, supporting yourself, or not, you still feel that you are beholden to them. I have a monstrously overbearing father, so I understand this quite well. You feel that are influencing the most important decisions in your life. It's frustrating. You want them to accept the decisions you make on your own, to accept that you're your own person, not who they demand you be. Most importantly, before you accomplish this, you have to accept who you are, be comfortable with the man in the mirror.

What does it say about willingly drifting just above the sidewalks around the neighborhood close to one's house? The most pleasant dreams I have frequently focus around my ability to harness my mind to become weightless as others around me continue to walk, bound by the laws of gravity.

Or better yet; what can be made of a dream where a female character of your own creation that you also happen to be dating is going into labor (coincidentally, I had a dream some months prior of the two of us copulating (don't worry, she was on top cuz I'm a gentleman)) and you're the only one flipping shit trying to clear a path through what appears to be a school to the car while everyone else is taking their sweet time with the warmest smiles on their faces, including your beloved? And what if the supposedly pregnant woman looks the same as always (no signs of pregnancy) while they're wheeling her down the hall in a wheelchair? And then for no other reason but to be a nuisance, some nerd walks up and wants to show you some collectable card he's proud of. You reach out to grab it just as you're waking up and you find yourself trying to catch the sunlight coming in through the living room window that lays straight in front of you.

Also, I hear that birds dream about singing.

author=Adon237
i've been outside for 3 hours today in the sun and i don't even have a sunburn.

author=seiromem
I'm thinking about

You tricked me into thinking you hid something.

in other news i am extremely gay

You're so lucky! One hour of exposure and I buurrrnnn~

@Ivory Yeah, it just doesn't jive well I guess? I keep thinking of trying to play that game again.

author=Corfaisus
What does it say about willingly drifting just above the sidewalks around the neighborhood close to one's house? The most pleasant dreams I have frequently focus around my ability to harness my mind to become weightless as others around me continue to walk, bound by the laws of gravity.

Or better yet; what can be made of a dream where a female character of your own creation that you also happen to be dating is going into labor (coincidentally, I had a dream some months prior of the two of us copulating (don't worry, she was on top cuz I'm a gentleman)) and you're the only one flipping shit trying to clear a path through what appears to be a school to the car while everyone else is taking their sweet time with the warmest smiles on their faces, including your beloved? And what if the supposedly pregnant woman looks the same as always (no signs of pregnancy) while they're wheeling her down the hall in a wheelchair? And then for no other reason but to be a nuisance, some nerd walks up and wants to show you some collectable card he's proud of. You reach out to grab it just as you're waking up and you find yourself trying to catch the sunlight coming in through the living room window that lays straight in front of you.

Also, I hear that birds dream about singing.

Yikes! Your dream of hovering over sidewalks is one of satisfaction and euphoria. Perhaps you're happiest at home. On a spiritual level, this can signify enlightenment.

But your pregnant imaginary girlfriend? This is the birth of an idea, from which the context of the dream suggests, one you are rather uncertain about. Why she looks the same? This is subtle and is going to depend on your own impressions. This dream suggests a bit to me in a spiritual context that you may not agree with.

Also, I hear that dogs dream of chasing rabbits, although mine probably dream of chasing cats...my cats, the cats that torment them every day of their lives.

Hang on a second, the KETCHUP dream...

author=seiromem
Now can you explain my dream of being in a world with no ground, the sky being blood red with regular clouds, and me standing in my undies on top of a metal grate-like platform with a pool of lava inside. I feel compelled to jump in the lava so I do, but it's not lava, it's actually KETCHUP and I start to become enveloped so I start to flail around crazily and wake up in my bed doing so. (I literally woke up flailing my arms and legs, was quite the ruckus that no one heard.)

Frankly, your dream is bloody. Red is the focus here. Red has its strongest associations with blood. Where red occurs in a dream, even subtly, there is a strong sense of fear, horror, and terror. In magick, blood features prominently, red wine (wine being a spirit) being substituted, whether it is used in a Pagan ritual or in the rituals of the Christian churches. This is the easy part of understanding this dream.

Ketchup: hum. Consider this. When you eat fries, do you have them as is? Probably not. If you're like most Americans, you try to make them more interesting by applying ketchup. The problem is that ketchup is so overused that it has become as mediocre and dull as the fries you are trying to liven up, so we've begun to try other other things. The French dip their fries in mayonnaise. The English smother them in malt vinegar (my personal favorite). I can certainly imagine ketchup being more like mud than water and not so easy to swim in. Again, ketchup is red.

The muck you're caught in is mediocrity, which is as dangerous as anything else. Allowing this situation to persist destroys futures, buries ideas, and stymies progress. Without more information about this dream, I'm afraid this is all I can do.