carla asked:


i had this really odd dream last night and it was so random and realistic, and i remember one part of it so clearly. i was just wondering if it was some meaningless dream or meant something by any chance because it has been on my mind all day. ill try to make it short:

i was in my last years spanish class and one of my best guy friends took my planner and found some information on this guy i like in the dream named Levine (i dont know a levine in real life nor do i fancy anyone) and he told pretty much everyone and i got super mad and began physically hurting him and making him bleed with my nails. then i started crying while hurting him and then it suddenly changed to me back in the front of my old elementary school by myself waiting for my mom to pick me up wanting to cry. i think i ran off somewhere and ended up finding this person i used to know and we talked for a while but i cant remember who the person was, and then things got blurry and i forget…
reading back on it it sounds stupid, i left out a ton of details but thats the gist of it and this dream has been replaying my head all day long, and now its night time again =/

missrashelle asked:


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I don’t know if you’re really interested, but your website said to email you with tornado dreams. I took a quick nap today after work and had what I think is my first tornado dream. I haven’t really had anything dominating my thoughts today or yesterday, but lately the whole 2012 theories and predictions have been on my mind. In fact, my little brother is in town from college and three nights ago we watched a very intense two hour special about 2012 and Nostradamus.

So in my dream I was riding with my brother in his car. The skies were clear and very calm, not that that was something particularly noticeable in my dream but worth mentioning. We were driving around the parking lot of his college, which for some reason was also a mall, and were trying to find a parking spot. All of a sudden, I looked around at the sky and saw a very tall and skinny tornado. I told my brother and he panicked to find a parking spot and ended up pulling up roughly onto the sidewalk. I remember thinking that I’d never seen my brother so nervous, or drive so panicked before. Anyway, we got out and for some reason, he went one way and I went the other. I don’t know where he went but I went into a stairwell by the school, and there were several other people. I tried going up the stairs to go inside the glass doors into the building but it was locked and men in suits would not let me in because they were closed. So I ran back down the stairs and hid at the bottom of the stairwell. Several people were on the stairs, and down with me as well, and I looked up to see my day planner, which is also my wallet, sitting on the ledge. I was very concerned about this, because I did not want the tornado to sweep it away and lose it. I was adamant that the people above tossed it down to me, and they looked at me like I was ridiculous and asked why I was worried about that because being safe from the tornado was most important. I said I didn’t care and demanded my planner, so they tossed it down to me. (Let me mention here that about a month ago my planner was stolen so maybe that’s why I was so concerned about this.) All of a sudden my husband was there, but it was like he’d been there, and some asian guy walked up to us to ask us something and I was stricken because I knew I’d seen him before. Anyway, the tornado passed but I remained in the stairwell, and now my husband was gone, but again like he’d been gone the whole time. A blonde girl walked up to me and told me his co-worker had been arrested for some reason or another, and Tom, my husband, had back-talked the officers and they arrested him as well. This was particularly concerning to me because he moved to the USA from England over a year ago and I was afraid it would affect his immigration status. (Let me mention here that he has never been arrested and is not the type of guy to talk back to a cop) I walked outside, back onto the side walk and the sky was clear and there was no destruction or chaos to be seen. My brother walked up to me and I asked where he went and he asked where I went. That was the end of the dream.

Sorry that turned out so long, I didn’t think it was that much! Anyway, if you have any thoughts on this, I am very interested to know what you think!!

-Rashelle

missrashelle asked:


** This is an email I sent to someone **
*** 10 points to most relevant answer ***
I don’t know if you’re really interested, but your website said to email you with tornado dreams. I took a quick nap today after work and had what I think is my first tornado dream. I haven’t really had anything dominating my thoughts today or yesterday, but lately the whole 2012 theories and predictions have been on my mind. In fact, my little brother is in town from college and three nights ago we watched a very intense two hour special about 2012 and Nostradamus.

So in my dream I was riding with my brother in his car. The skies were clear and very calm, not that that was something particularly noticeable in my dream but worth mentioning. We were driving around the parking lot of his college, which for some reason was also a mall, and were trying to find a parking spot. All of a sudden, I looked around at the sky and saw a very tall and skinny tornado. I told my brother and he panicked to find a parking spot and ended up pulling up roughly onto the sidewalk. I remember thinking that I’d never seen my brother so nervous, or drive so panicked before. Anyway, we got out and for some reason, he went one way and I went the other. I don’t know where he went but I went into a stairwell by the school, and there were several other people. I tried going up the stairs to go inside the glass doors into the building but it was locked and men in suits would not let me in because they were closed. So I ran back down the stairs and hid at the bottom of the stairwell. Several people were on the stairs, and down with me as well, and I looked up to see my day planner, which is also my wallet, sitting on the ledge. I was very concerned about this, because I did not want the tornado to sweep it away and lose it. I was adamant that the people above tossed it down to me, and they looked at me like I was ridiculous and asked why I was worried about that because being safe from the tornado was most important. I said I didn’t care and demanded my planner, so they tossed it down to me. (Let me mention here that about a month ago my planner was stolen so maybe that’s why I was so concerned about this.) All of a sudden my husband was there, but it was like he’d been there, and some asian guy walked up to us to ask us something and I was stricken because I knew I’d seen him before. Anyway, the tornado passed but I remained in the stairwell, and now my husband was gone, but again like he’d been gone the whole time. A blonde girl walked up to me and told me his co-worker had been arrested for some reason or another, and Tom, my husband, had back-talked the officers and they arrested him as well. This was particularly concerning to me because he moved to the USA from England over a year ago and I was afraid it would affect his immigration status. (Let me mention here that he has never been arrested and is not the type of guy to talk back to a cop) I walked outside, back onto the side walk and the sky was clear and there was no destruction or chaos to be seen. My brother walked up to me and I asked where he went and he asked where I went. That was the end of the dream.

Sorry that turned out so long, I didn’t think it was that much! Anyway, if you have any thoughts on this, I am very interested to know what you think!!

-Rashelle