the minds dream group.

I had a dream that I was sitting next to my brother and he was using the computer, researching something historical. There was something wrong with his mouse, so I helped him with it. After that, I needed to use the printer, but there was something wrong with it. I was dealing...See more

Anyone else hit the snooze button 3 or 4 times and have 3 or 4 separate dreams. The dreams seem to last longer than the 5 minute that elapse before the alarm

Just had my dreams incepted by washed up Illuminati shill Billy Corgan, who I used to respect from his Smashing Pumpkins days. But now he's just another washed up asshole picking through the dreams of suppressed patriot creatives. Became self aware towards the end of dream and...See more

Among other things it teaches, dreaming life helps us remember that so-called waking life is but a tiny subset or pocket-reality of the Imaginal, and gives us opportunities to wake up to eternity in the Dreamtime, where we and all things are whirling energy that manifests every thought.

I'm at college, near end of semester of a computer programming class that I am failing. I'm walking around the campus and they seem to be rolling everything up and I know it's too late to save my grade. I just can't hold a bit of code in my head and compare it to another at the...See more

As part of a larger dream I don't remember all of, I was a kid again and my dad was still alive. I was into hopping trains, and climbed into one around the corner from the house. It took me to Puerto Rico, where this guy was telling me all about training to become a Marine....See more

I found that a room in my house had been rented as an Airbnb, and a couple had just arrived to begin their stay. Then someone encouraged me to sell off some of my dad's old Seeberg jukebox equipment that he used to fix. I checked online and found that it was worth quite a bit of money.

Me and a friend were on the run from some baddies, when we came upon a lone kiosk in midtown. I remembered that it had once been Charlie's Sandwiches, one of the oldest and last remaining LGBT-owned small businesses in town when I worked there years ago, the last guy to ever work there before it went out of business and was repurposed. It gave me a moment of nostalgia and sadness. There was a lot more to this dream I wish I could remember, the part I do was just an aside from the main plot.