that is true of me also.....sometimes i find myself trying to stay asleep in order to continue some of my most bizarre dreams............it feels like there's something that needs to be finished and i'm missing the best part..... when i awaken it is as reading a few chapters of a book and never completing it, no climax
while some dreams seem to be unrelated to life experiences, a few do seem to have an underlying message.....
as when i dreamed of walking through a street market, dressed in floor length apparel- seems as if it was as in middle eastern garb in an era past, and as i passed through a narrow alleyway, i noticed 2 figures to the right.........one man appeared normal, while he other man (or thing) was in a hooded robe with his faced turned so i could not see.........i suddenly felt extreme dread........believing that if this thing touched me death was imminent.....i scurried by as fast as i could trying to hide my obvious fear......then, i felt something too horrible to describe....it washed over my entire body.....i turned and saw the hooded thing touching the bottom of my garb....the face was totally black, no features....it turned and walked away leaving me screaming and frozen in fear.
in this dream, it seems that deep in my psyche, i was aware of something that my conscious mind could not entertain.....not long after this dream, my mother was diagnosed with terminal cancer............she had never been sick, and assumed that being sleepy a lot was due to age.....somehow i knew something wasn't just right even though there was nothing i could put my finger on at the time..........so, in this case it appears there was possibly a message
i do not think that all dreams mean death, don't think most dreams mean anything at all- but in the one with the faceless thing, it seemed to have a connection- at least to me. before i knew of my mother's illness- i believe there was a subconscious feeling that something wasn't right that manifested in the dream. ..........other than homicidal nightmares- and i can really kick ass in those - my usual more bizarre dreams seem to have had no real significance that i am aware of.........yet
I usually forget dreams, but the ones I remember are quite exceptional in their weirdness. (When compared to dreams of people I know. Connection?) E.g; a dream when I was 9: I was swimming (a lot of my dreams feature swimming; I like it, but rarely get the chance to do so) at a theme park which was completely empty. After a while, I see a small red dictionary (my father had one in his office). I wanted to read it, but I had difficulty in doing so. Then, the surroundings turned black (not dark) and a voice told me to open my eyes to read it. Then I did open my eyes. I remember being annoyed at not being able to read the dictionary when I woke up.
Another dream I just had yesterday night was that I was in some sort of indoor club with several pools of varying sizes inside. I went from pool to pool looking for one I could swim in, but they were either too small or too crowded. So I went outside where there was some sort of rocky sandy inverse beach.
The beach was extremely steep, like a cliff wall, and was filled to the top with water. Right at the bottom of what felt like a valley, I could see tiny silhouettes of people playing something (volleyball?). I obviously couldn't swim there, so I went back inside. When I went out again, I could see that my relatives (this is where the dream gets really weird) were swimming at another beach at a tangent to the first one. This one was more horizontal, like a real beach, but was also completely submerged in water. Suddenly, a school of flying sharks and a school of swimming ones appeared and went after them. I was paralyzed for a while, but quickly threw a dolphin (wth???) at the sharks, which distracted them long enough for my relatives to escape. Then I woke up.
If nothing else, my dreams can compete with a weed smoker's visions :1