I had a dream that I killed somebody the other night.
Here I am, laying down on my memory foam mattress, comfy as shit, and I'm dreaming about ending a dude.
Here's what I remember from the dream...
. it took place in a subway, like, the sandwich store.
. I killed a man, a black dude, smh.
. I used my hands, I beat him to death.
. as it was happening I legitimately felt fear.
. it was gruesome
. somehow, no one saw it happen I left the subway on s16th street, center city, Philadelphia.
. I don't know why I killed him, like no clue.
. as soon as I left the store, the paranoia kicked in.
. it felt so real.
. I go through the work day and hide out in my apt.
. I remember watching the news and when they mentioned the crime, my stomach dropped.
. cops kicked down my door and I was arrested.
. the uncertainty and paranoia felt so real.
. I woke up after freaking out once I was trapped in a prison cell.
Yo I couldn't sleep after that shit. I was sweating, my shirt was cold with sweat. I dont know why I dreamed about it or why it was focused on the emotional consequences of the act. That was worse than the act itself.
I need to stop watching first 48
Peace
Yooo i had me a dream maaan i tell you.
Iite I dunno how this is so but sometimes i dream about multiple things ... i think cause who knows if they tied together somehow. First dream:
I was possesed and by a she demon. Not only did she take over my body but My consciousness retreated so far back that I was trapped in my own head while the rest of me was being controlled by the she demon. She had me doing all types of shit and when she went to sleep her dreams involved her getting fucked by me. Note she wasnt no ugly ass monster demon she was just some fine chick african chick demon she was tall and she had crazy features that only a man can appreciate when one is doing the nasty. So when she sleeps using my body she joins me in my consciousness and we have sex. Not just sex but incredible crazy supernatural sex like i dunno what it was but i couldn't cum she was riding me for hours n shit. All while this was happening i somehow was getting an exorcism externally. I dunno by who I didn see faces just bodies and words..i think, i have very vivid dreams, aint no rhyme and reason for it...maybe just a message or an act.
So they wake ME up sans african chick demon and I start cumming everywhere like ...i remember a grassy field and me making a huge ass puddle of semen n shit. It was epic...then the dream was over... i woke up but I went back to sleep soon thereafter.
Now the second dream is a recurring dream.
I get off on city line avenue in the "el Train" (philly is so wierd) if you didnt know i think that's where Love Park is at and its also where the financial district is at. I get off there and All of a sudden i'm the only mothafucka that needs to get off at this stop like everyone just disappears and there is limited lighting. So i go past the turnstyle and I slowly go up the stairs cuz its maad quiet I get to where i can see the street over the top step and i see that the street is bare. No one is walking around anywhere. All of a sudden a lion pops out of nowhere and runs up the stairs of an adjacent building. I take no time out to figure out shit i run back down the stairs and the lion follows suit. I get climb up an iron grate and hes just waiting down there occasionally jumping up to try to get me. I feel trapped n panicked and then i wake up.
Yooo this lion has been haunting me since i was little. I remember distinct dreams where it would just stare out at me in an emptry street from an alley, darkness covering half its face. shits crazy...i think i may have posted another dream with this lion recently imna see if i can find it.
PZ
In the past I haven't been one for dreams. There was a while in my life where I either wouldn't dream (while i slept) or I didn't remember if i had a dream. Point is that Ive been dreaming a lot lately especially about one particular subject. Well I'm not sure if that person is the actual subject but homegirl has been in two of my dreams this week. Yeah, im talkin about my ex. I dunno I've basically repressed her from all voluntary thought but damn why she gotta be in my dreams for. I'm not sour but the idea of me being stuck like this bothers me. I didn't repress her from my thoughts its not that serious but i wasnt thinkin about her now all of a sudden shes popping up in my dreams.
Dreams are said to be a product of our desires or a message that our subconscious is trying to tell our conscious. I think in my dream she is a symbol of a desire. In both dreams we were layin in the bed all cuddled up. In the first dream we were in my aunts house but the furniture was all reaaranged. I think it was our apartment cuz my aunt was nowhere to be found. There was this extra room though and that was where we locked up my dog. We locked him up for some odd ass reason he looke like an evil dog though, maybe that was the reason.
The dream i had today was of me goin up to her dorm and all of a sudden we naked, cuddled up....again... This morning i interpreted the dreams and the common denominator was us under the sheets...or near the sheets lol.
Now.... either I want her back or my desires are for the feelings i have when im layin up with someone in that capacity. Yeah im not gonna lie I like layin in the bed with the ladies, what can i do, im me. Maybe its a sex dream without the sex, cuz it sure has been awhile. Who the fuck knows [i do] ima just hope that it doesnt happen again. Why can't I get wet dreams like everyone else...
