What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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Santa, the lion, and you, are one and the same. And are the protagonist. The "hero".

The Dr. Seus birds, and the unseen thief are the villians.

Funny that you have a bugler and santa in consecutive dreams ( an intruder who steals, and an intruder who gives you stuff).

But the villains are probably ALSO you.

you're in conflict and in danger of sabotaging yourself (ie stealing the clothes that enable you to go to work).

Thats my stab at it.

Thanks so much, aunt! That certainly fits!
A lot of people are having weird dreams lately. Maybe it's because of the full moon/lunar eclipse?

very succinct analysis

who knows? mebbe it is due to people eating richer than they used to?

Last night, I dreamed that it was 2000 again but for some reason I was only six years old. I was with my brother, dad, mom, and stepmom at some Batman-themed pizza place/shop. I was supremely happy, because it was a place that I'd always wanted to go to. Then, later in the dream, I was sleeping with an attractive older woman and was talking to my neighbor online, trying to get pot from him. Also, I was working on a Batman comic of my own, wherein the Mad Hatter framed the Riddler, and then a comic with my own character. I needed to borrow a Mega Man X-7 video game for inspiration.

That fits kinda except for the villains are me and I'm sabotaging myself. I suppose it's possible but it's more comfortable to think that "they" are out to get me than that I am my own enemy!

I do think the flock of furry blue birds are NT co-workers with their herd mentality and ganging up on the Aspie oddball. And maybe the thief, taking my books and my workclothes, represents the withdrawal of support for my special interest (fantasy series like LotR, Narnia and Harry Potter) and my career path (Medical records technology) by family members.

Because family members feel that the healthcare industry is fraught with evil grasping monsters who use the promise of better health to lure patients in, addict them to expensive drugs, and strip them of all free will and material assets.
Because healthcare is more expensive than it ought to be, they care more about the profit margin and whatever drug the pharmacy reps are pushing and their next golf trip than they do about their patients.

At least, that's what they say if you get them talking about medical professionals. So while they all said they supported my educational choices and career path back in 2009, now that I actually work in healthcare--medical professionals are devils and all medicines are poison. And it's hard not to take it personally; attacks on the industry I work in are attacks on my career and in a roundabout way on me.

That's what I think the dream means. That, and the stress it causes me to learn new tasks and try to get along with people at work. I just want to tune out and hide.

^^^I wanna jump off this world also.

I had a dream where I was 3 or 4, and my cousin was trying to kill me, I couldn't move or make a sound, I tried to scream as he wrapped me in blankets and pushed my face in. Later, I saw his mom breastfeeding him, only her breasts looked like snakes, I mean tissue-wise they were breasts, but shape-wise they looked snake-like.

Good analysis.

The birds in the dream do sound like a gang of NT bullies on the playground.

Your parents' sudden moralistic withdrawal of support for your career in medical records keeping seems very strange to me. Strange on many levels.

More and more of our GNP is becoming devoted to the healthcare sector. That much is true. But thats because of ever increasing technology, and the aging population that needs the healthcare, and other things. Not because - some sinister cabal of HMO's is trying to take over the nation!

But regardless of the cause: for that very reason that so much money is going into the healthcare sector your parents should applaud you going into a career in that sector...if thats where the money is going, then thats were the jobs are gonna be.

And if your parents really believe that its all a ripoff then you should ask them to invest money in stocks in the healthcare industry so your family can get a piece of the ripoff.

I am for some kind of government reform though.

But even if we as a country switch to something like socialized medicine, and we get rescued from these "grasping monsters" that your parents talk about- the nation will still need medical records keepers. And lots of them.

Well...I'll shut up now... before I trigger a debate about a subject that belongs on another thread!

Maybe your "cousin" isnt really your cousin. The dream is some kind of metaphor.

Maybe you feel threatened by people who you view as "akin" to you in some sense (in spirit, if not literal family).

Just a thought.

@naturalplastic:

Not my parents; mum is still supportive of my career in medical records technology. My father passed away over twenty years ago. It's my hubby, my grown sons and my siblings who can become unpleasant about the healthcare industry in general, and my own position in it in particular. Hubby sometimes gets upset about me having health insurance through my workplace, a private pediatrics practice with 30 doctors and about a hundred employees and a patient base around ten thousand, and him having no health insurance and plenty of medical needs that are going untreated. Sometimes the expense of my asthma care and medicine gets to him, and sometimes the asthma meds side effects drive him crazy. Corticosteroids are great for decreasing inflammation in bronchial tubes, but terrible for the endocrine system; sometimes I'm like a depressed teenager with PMS and the asthma drugs are at least partially to blame for that. So that's part of the mix, it can get emotional at times. I'm getting no medical care for ASD at all since my formal diagnosis as it would be much too expensive. Hubby also blames the healthcare industry for the early demise of his own father, who was on so many different Rx that he could barely function at one point.

Anyway, I did have more weird dreams than usual this week. I chalk it up more to being trained in front desk reception at work than anything else, really. I was very, very nervous about it, knowing that I would have to compensate for my natural weaknesses as an introverted Aspie. And some of my co-workers are kind and patient, but the ones who actually have some authority over me can be very very mean.

@ MDD123 creepy nightmare! Are your cousin and aunt cruel to you?

^^^ Lyra, I wish you could attend our square pegs aspie meetup next Saturday@12:30 @evergreen state college in the faculty lounge, basement of the multipurpose building east of the clock tower, across from the eggplant café, kitty-corner from the radio station.

I dreamt I was in a motel room with my older sister, and for some reason the ward secretary's workstation from my old job was inside the room as well. I got on the video phone and called some brunette woman [she was wearing a hairnet over her hair] in mexico who was outside at a video pay phone kiosk. she said to me, "hasta la vista."

The night before Easter I had a dream that was strange but rather pleasant. I was watching a Flintstones cartoon, it was the one where Fred and Barney are beaten up by thugs and are trapped on an island where a mad scientist named Dr. Sinister was plotting to destroy the world, and a spy lady named Madame Yes helped them escape. But the episode had a much happier ending. It was Betty's birthday and Barney had bought her a huge amount of what were called "calendar books". They were books with pictures from old calendars in them and were like modern books instead of Stone Age slabs of rock. Betty, Fred and Wilma were all delighted by the books.

^^^^ THAT is a dream! :o

I had something akin to a nightmare a couple nights ago, except that I wasn't scared at all. I was on some sort of school trip, and, as usual, I was pretty much invisible [I even put on a fox mask to help me disappear at one point]. There were all these animals, some exotic, some not, and I saw a cute baby panda. Skipping over what happened to that panda for a moment, then there was a baby ringtailed lemur [my favourite kind] crawling all over me and it seemed like she was trying to tell me something important. Then there was this thunderstorm out of nowhere, and the animals launched themselves at the green wire mesh between us and them, as if we were in cages. Then everyone took off in the rain to get to the cars, and I nearly got left behind. The car drove along the road to my old house, and there was a hairy, almost barbarian type guy beside me on my left, and either a non-verbal or extremely quiet young man on my right. Going back to what happened to the panda...well, in the dream I felt terribly calm, and even when I woke up I tried to make myself feel horrified and disgusted at myself, but I couldn't. I...had what looked like an Indian sword, like those ridiculously long curvy ones, and...tried to cut the baby panda in half [somehow I missed, and...um...decapitated...instead...There was no blood or anything like that.] So what does all this mean?