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1/30/2013 10:23:41 AM
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Can someone interpret this dream for me?
Ok, this is a weird one...
There is an empty black void, in it are spheres made out of billions and billions of cubes, the spheres stretch in parallel lines for what I presume is infinity. All the cubes pulsate blue in different patterns. And they are very friendly and wise. (They were talking to me but I forget what they said.)
Oh, they all have an even number of cubes too. Anyway, A broken sphere cube appeared out of nowhere, out of line with the rest, it was pulsating red because it was missing pieces and had an odd number of cubes.
It then collided with another normal sphere cube and they both smashed. the cubes that were floating around tried to repair themselves by giving each broken sphere an even number, but in the end both were odd. and Began pulsating red. Finally after more collisions all the sphere cubes I could see were red.
WTF DOES THIS MEAN!?!?!
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1 ReplySounds interesting. For the past three weeks I've been having a recurring dream where I'm having to look out for like 15 people in some sort of... I presume post apocalyptic scenario because there are only the 15 of us and some sort of sinister mist. The group of people is made up of various people I've met at different points in my life yet they all somehow know each other. Anyways, we're scavenging for food and such and the mist comes and starts to shallow up places... these places are again places I've been to but connected to each other in implausible ways. A closet door leads into a supermarket leads onto a bridge that leads to a bus, we're trying to escape and find whatever we can to survive, but people are inevitably swallowed up and people forget they existed in the first place. Even in time I begin to slowly forget about them. I think it is symbolic of my fear of forgetting the past, both people and places. I have to choose what I want to try to remember but even then it is a losing battle.
