I have dreams with my da in them. He never speaks but is always there. Just after he died I had a dream where he recovered from the heart attack and was fine. Then I woke up.
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No it’s so sad. I had an awful and very sad dream about a week ago that I was walking and chatting with Patrick Stewart and that he had died the next day (in my dream). I was so relieved when I woke up and checked the news to see it wasn’t true. I’m really welling up here. What a loss
strange dream where my house was haunted by a malevolent spirit who wanted. a cup of milk. and i had to go to the graveyard the person who died got buried in with the cup to go hand it to the corpse. and sung a necromancy incantation -0
had a vivid dream that my paternal grandfather was haunting the house my dad grew up in and the family living there now expected me to do something about it despite never having met him (he died 20+ years before I was born)
Grief by Anna Ancher, 1902. Ancher said the image came in a dream: “I saw under a cross in a graveyard a meeting of a mother & daughter. The mother kneeled & the daughter bent over her. One of them had died. This meeting in the graveyard was so vivid for me that the next day I started to paint it.”
This was from dream I had a few nights ago. My father had lost his sense of taste and smell (and therefore appetite) after hip surgery a few years before he died, becoming quite thin. In my dream he was healthy and happy. 🙂
had a weird dream last night. i died and found out our entire lives are actually an escapist fantasy for queer mentally ill autistic furries on the internet. real strange.
I had a Steve Albini dream the other night. We were in the studio working on something and I was like “hey it was weird when you died a few years ago.” He gestured towards the mixing console and said “OK. Back to work”
Had a long, relaxing but sad dream that I’d died and been allocated an afterlife environment that was intensely American affluent boomer nostalgia - lots of modernist lakeside houses. I didn’t like it.
Drawing of a woman I met in a dream I had. We met in a labyrinth in the afterlife, neither of us remembering how we perished. It was only when we reached the center that the memories returned to her--and as we died our second deaths, she whispered: "It tastes like the wine to which I succumbed."
When I was younger, I had a recurring dream of seeing my own dead body being prepared for burial and sometimes I still have it -- not as often, but I do. After reading Jake Dorothy's excellent paper on applying the bereavement literature to "death of the self" after trauma, wow. Art is brewing.
also I just remember having a dream with my mom in it who's dead and this is her deathversay day or w/ever and I remember she complained that we had an empty fridge lol
More than 25 years ago, I wrote a poem about my memories of celebrating Dia de Los Muertos as a 5 year old boy in Detroit's Mexicantown neighborhood, staying over with my godmother's family, the Cavazoses, for my birthday weekend. 20 years ago, I published it in a chapbook, The Bridge and the River:
Had a dream about tapping into ancient Mayan powers before realizing that was NOT for me and accidentally awakening the spirits of dead warriors. Oopsie doopsie. Giant ball of nerves and period cramps today. Will today be the beginning of the end (delightful) or the beginning of the end (ominous)?
This election has so poisoned my brain that I had a dream I was on the phone with my dead grandmother telling him about AES.
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Christopher Hale@christopherjhale.bsky.social · 3w agoTrump promises to lead Christianity where it’s never been before — beyond Jesus: “He’s going to lead us to a period of time in Christianity that nobody else can do.”
Last night I dreamt that there was a new Pixar movie called "Whalefall", featuring cute, animated versions of the nightmare creatures that live in the deep sea. It was about a new community growing around the dead whale as they all feast on the carcass, and it was somehow very sweet and wholesome.
Once I dreamt that I died, went to the afterlife, visited my house again and saw my own dead body in my bed, as if I had died in my sleep. I could clearly feel the sun on my skin in that dream.
Every Halloween I'd light a candle outside. Leave out some food and drink. And I'd think about the dead. From the time the candle was lit till the time it went out, I was out there thinking. Holding our dead close. And then I'd go to bed. And in 2022 I dreamt of my grandfather.
i actually dreamt of him this night (never have before) and it was a get together/party to celebrate him - everyone knew he is dead, including him. it wasnt sad. at some point i was crying in his arms tho he was silent but i knew he is at peace and now I just stood in my kitchen crying
Geo 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧@georginoschka.bsky.social · 2w agohe was always present in my life somehow bcs i grew up with [the man who made me] always watching star trek and i remember liking it bcs of stewart and his role and x-men of course, such a big impact on me changed my life idk idk what to say but i think thank you
Huh, first time in my life I’ve dreamt about a dead celebrity that I can recall. (Patrick Stewart inevitably)
Dreamt my mother was doing the "I'm in trouble" call. Was up with my feet on the ground before I was awake enough to remember: she's dead. I don't miss that part.
Fuck that coma nap was so good... I really did sleep deprived myself this week... But... Why the fuck I dreamed about my dead dog? Now I miss him grr He was so cute and happy to see me sigh
I had a dream that long-dead friends were alive and everything was going to be okay and I didn't know that dreams could be sarcastic.
i knew this week didn't have rails to go off when i had a lucid dream about a dog who's been dead for 15 years my first night home
Had a dream that I had died several days previously but was still dimly visible to people, and was terribly afraid I’d fade once they solved my murder. I got a job at the Cambridge University Library, who ‘didn’t mind that I was dead, as long as I knew about collections management’.
last night had a dream that i was driving fast to catch up with the egyptian god Sobek (crocodile head guy) who was at the time transporting the soul of a dead pharaoh to the afterlife using some sort of egyptian funereal longboat car, because we needed to ask the pharaoh permission to use his dock