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Last night, I told my parents of a dream I had one time, about my family shucking corn in my brothers’ room. The corn looked good on the outside, but inside it was dead. There was dirt inside it and the kernels fell right off. All of a sudden, my dad went Joseph on me and interpreted it.

He mentioned the fact that my brothers’ room was my old room where I lived my childhood in. The corn also symbolizes a part of my childhood as it represented the annual FOP Corn Roast in Benton Harbor that my family used to go to up until 2000. The corn was dead so it represented that we don’t go there anymore, and the corn roast was a part of my childhood that I like a lot.

So to sum it all up, he said that the dream meant that my childhood is dead.

…Good?

Good for you old chap

I had a dream where Lanthus and his family came up to live in my house. There was a career day thing at my school. Half of my school turned into a mall and they were selling wolf fur suits, and leather belts.

Corn is a phallic object and the dead insides mean that you are secretly gay on the inside.

I had a dream my family was cats. Then some guy tried to rape those cats. I yelled “I’ll never forgive you!”. Then I got drunk and said “I forgive you.”. Later my bud gage was smoking a large pipe, in front of a fire, wearing a silly hat.

I also had a dream that I was looking at a statue of a guy holding a giant toothbrush, then that toothbrush was replaced by a actual toothbrush. Then I missed the bus, then me and hundreds of people did a musical number, then I high-fived tom cruise, then I started to slide on the water from the flood and wrecked into a ditch.

Can someone interprete what this means??? Btw I was on pain medicine during the second dream.

Well, I once dreamt I went to a shopping mall in which there was an alien docking port. I entered it, where I meat my then best friend, who was hunched over with a foot long white beard and with his dad, who was completely normal. Then I met my mum wearing a business suit, who began to educate me on the history of the Godzilla toy franchise. Finally, I took a spaceship and flew away into a blinding white light.

I’ve never had that interpreted, but I doubt it could be easily.

At first, I was like

Then I was like

No it just looks like that because the image in the mirror is reversed. You’re gay. Don’t deny it. Science has proven it to be true.

That’s nonsense. Dream interpretation is one thing, but the statement above is entirely false.

Source:
http://www.ecfs.org/projects/pchurch/AT%20BIOLOGY/Papers0809/HairWhorlSexualOrientation.pdf

Are you saying that homosexuality is genetic? ‘Cause, that’s impossible. If it was, there’d be no gays in the world. I have no idea who told you that, but thats just plain stupid.

It has been scientifically proven that newfags instinctively attract negative karma and reproduce through the use of bad threads.

Sheesh, I come back to post, and find out that this thread is now about hair whorls. Imma do it anyway…

So, I took a nap this afternoon and had a dream about KYM, sort of.

I dreamed I was on a road trip, and the trip passed near the home of Suiseiseki, whose real name and address I had recently discovered. I decided I would stop by her house (she was really a girl) and tell her face to face, “Bitch, stop it with the damn desu already, okay?”

Anyway, she wasn’t home, so I turned back to where I had parked my car to continue my trip. There was a delivery man who was bringing the house a new laptop, and he asked me if I knew who lived there, because he needed someone to sign for the package. I admitted I didn’t know anyone there, and so he headed back to his delivery truck, looking back to compliment me on my shoes and ask me about how they worked. I looked down at my shoes and realized that I was hovering about an inch above the ground, and I remembered that these were hover skates, and the soles of the shoes were covered with magnets. “Fucking miracles,” I told the man, and got back in my car.

The rest of the dream was largely uninteresting.

Fucking miracles.

True newfags be on this website and don’t even bother making entries. Not to mention that I’ve been on this site for 9 months and you’ve been on here for 4 months. To make a long story short, your argument is invalid.

My hair doesn’t have a whorl at all, and Holly Jolly Gamer has been calling me a fag for days. What’s up with that?

BTW, RE: above-described dream--pic is related.

well, i dreamt a vivid dream that i dived into a pool of red scrumptious Jello off a diving cheap blue diving board (the diving board was at least 6 to 12 feet) made out of wood covered with fiberglass to make it waterproof. it was fun until, i got suffocated in the Jello. once the Jello engulfed me like a fat guy devouring a buffet, i woke up in a split second.

Well, this has been an interesting thread.

I just wanted to say that while a number of people gave negative karma to Adam’s original post, it’s random crap like that that makes for awesome threads like this.

Your Father may interpret dreams, but does he interpret dreams within dreams?

This:

Okay, you know what, I wave the white flag. I really was trying to make friends, but now I’m just the person like I was in school, the one that easy to frustrate. I’m sorry Suiseiseki, I know that you’re just trying to act like the character and I respect that as having an alter-ego. But if you please just lighten up on the desu, it can really get annoying at times. So what do you say, truce?

I’m not bald…

EDIT:

Also, I once had a dream where I was in a theme park with my twin brother and we got separated. I tried to look for him and ended up going through the Mirror House and wound up in a church. All of a sudden, I was carrying a backpack which for some reason contained my entire room at home. As I made my way to one of the pews, all the church goers started throwing things at me, calling me a slut and a bacon. I then shouted, “THERE ARE NO GIRLS ON THE INTERNET” and turned into my brother, except extremely buff and with a bigger dick. All of a sudden, my brother, who is now in my body but with bigger boobs comes parachuting through the ceiling screaming, “LEAVE MY SISTER ALONE. I WANT MY BODY BACK.” He then collides with me causing our bodies to switch back. However, the changes to our bodies changed. We then started pulling things out of my backpack in order to make room for the two of us. We jumped in and found ourselves in his apartment in New York instead of my room back at home. When we opened the door to the hallway, we found ourselves back in the same church except now it was empty. We sat in a pew and started to chant, “This is not our religion, Amen.” several times over. We then jumped out the stain glass windows.

And that’s when I woke up.

Can anyone tell me what this dream means?

Another crazy dream of mine, which I’ve probably already told:

I was lying in my parent’s bed and there was no-one else around. Everything was a shade of blue. Except for the hundreds of tiny yellow dots on the ceiling, which were being connected by tiny blue lines.

I woke up terrifed.

Once I had a dream involving Soviet apartments and Spongebob.
We were all speaking Russian, or some weird Russian sound alike my mind made up.

I had a dream.

But it wasn’t very interesting, so I’m not going to tell you what it was about.

Looks at topic.
See’s it has 40 post’s.
What the fudge?

It means this thread just got that much more awesome.

(Oh, and regarding the bald thing, I don’t think girls count.)

Don’t talk $#I* about bald people.

I once had dream where I was on an episode of fear factor playing against Jack Sparrow, Super Mario, an abra with a hat, and Bruce Campbell.

The people got eliminated in this order:
1st challenge: Jack Sparrow, Bruce Campbell
2nd challenge: nobody
2rd challenge: Super Mario, me.

The abra won.