Throughout the night, I kept waking up periodically and each time I slept and dreamed, I noticed there was one element that was practically reoccurring in each nearly dream: Mud and water and there was always some difficulty involved.
In one dream I remember I was told that I had to swim across something of quick sand material for someone. Yet I think I walked over the top of it.
In another I had to step into this muddy like thing to bring a platform over so that others who followed wouldn't have to go through it.
In the third one, I can barely remember that my friends and I were running underground because there was some sort of flood coming through the tunnels of where we were and we locked the door. I think I was partially lucid at the time this was happening because I remember sort of resetting the situation by locking the conveniently waterproof door before the muddish water hit and dug a hole through the top to escape barely with enough time to spare before the door crashed from the water pressure.
Throughout all these dreams, I do not remember getting dirty and each time I recall, I had some sort of choice, like I could say no (save in the last situation). And each time I think, there was always someone testing me and I came out of the test with my dignity intact and I know I was defying the fellow and giving whoever made me do all that a defiant look that said "Look I'll go through this if I had to and I am not afraid." Does it sort of mean that I may have to go through a difficult time given to me by a higher up and I'd get through them? I'm not sure what do you all think?
There was also another dream that night that was just plain odd.
I'm wondering if anyone could help me out with this.
In another dream I had that night, it was a real... interesting story I guess, the reoccurring element of mud and water again but it was different. I know it was shown to me kind of like picture book form, but only up till the part where I was shown the picture of the horse. The next bit was somewhat realistic.
There was a man and his wife who had a dinner together. Somehow on their table decoration there was a thighbone and the husband said that it belonged to the horse who died in a fire although the wife seemed skeptical. The next scene I remember seeing was this ringed spotted Clydesdale horse (dreams are dreams for those who'd like to object) lying in the mud with a =P face, while its back seemed to have been scorched spotless from something. So then apparently, the thighbone in question belonged to probably the person who was riding the horse at that time. The next thing I know, the wife or someone was commenting that there was someone in this locked shed who was being kept alive all those years by a fishing hook through the skin of his body and commenting he was an unnatural creature. I can't remember who or how but somehow the hook was yanked out of him through a hole in the shed and I remember seeing a cartoonish version of the reaper, specifically the catena webcomic reaper, looking at me and folding his hands with an annoyed look.
How it changed my life:no idea yet it was just last night but I think I'm beginning to notice I dream more when its cold. Just wondering what this thing with the reoccurance of mud was going on. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author: 19871 ( Click here )
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