I was falling asleep and started hearing loud people outside. This has happened before with drunk people walking home or people leaving parties having loud conversations at 1:30 in the morning. I was thinking, “they can’t stay outside too long, it’s freezing and snowing,” but they continued to chat and cheered and eventually I started to realize it sounded like they were watching a basketball game or something. One guy kept laughing at everything, another was trying to have a conversation, and a third would try to respond, but would shout/cheer whenever their team scored. I turned to my other side, frustrated. Then, I noticed the sound completely disappeared – I had dreamed the whole thing.
It was one of those REALLY deep-feeling dreams. I remember seeing a large compound (looked like it was only one story, but might have gone down several) in the dessert. It was like I was being sucked away from it. I remember being told to do something by someone official, but I was also told that I would not remember this encounter. The instructions I was given would happen by instinct or subconsciously. Since I was told I wouldn’t remember being there, I was stubborn and tried SO HARD to remember I was there. Too bad that I only remember that part of the dream – nothing more. lol
I’m working on a project with a friend about scam awareness, so that has what probably triggered this dream.
I remember being near a rural highway with my parents and some other person. My dad–who in real life, is someone who would give his last dime rather than screw someone over for money–had gotten into a deal with some scammer and got us all CLEARLY fake passports. I didn’t understand why.
Part of that dream involved finding a model of a zombie head made of pliable plastic. I had read in the dream that someone found a diamond under one of the teeth and were able to keep it because the owner of the object didn’t know about it. I tore the figure apart and dug into the mouth and found a decent-sized yellow? diamond. My first reaction was, “hey, there goes those school loans!” However, I spent the rest of the dream debating on giving it to the owner or using it to pay off debts.
Another part of the dream had a weird white gooey substance that I formed into a ball – it reminded me of what milk would look like in zero gravity mixed with Nickelodeon gak. I tore part of it off and put it in my mouth. I spit it out into a waste bin, but part of it caught on a tooth in my mouth and it strung out and “snapped” off at the bin. It created a floating, wavy line of smoke/dust coming from my mouth that I was able to manipulate with my hands.
I remember being a professor at a college – I think it was Ohio University because I had to climb four stories because there was no elevator. Also, my high school friends who went to that college all said hi in the dream. I felt I was 5-10 years older than what I am now.
Some other teacher and I weren’t told what we were teaching until the first day for some reason. I walk told I was teaching “Plastic Design” – it was a weird name, but I understood it was a class about 3D printing. I waking life, I haven’t dabbled in that, yet, but it looks interesting. In the dream, I understood the topic enough to feel comfortable teaching it.
They even showed me an example of an assignment – it looked like a piece of a larger machine and had a shape similar to a vertebra.
I woke up because I had to go to computer programming classes in waking life.
I remember part of a dream weird some good-looking guy was sitting on a block of stone next to a circular pattern in the ground, also made of stone. He spoke some monologue, telling a story about his experience in ancient Rome or Greece and how he had to argue something. He was sorta amazing in how he spoke, raising his voice at just the right time, knowing when to pause for dramatic effect, etc. there was even a part where he roared in Latin some phrase I couldn’t understand, but he was trying to explain the situation he was in and why it was troubling.