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The Dreamsbox & Sinsbox Projects | share dreams and sins 
11:14pm 07/02/2006
mood: bouncy
Hey all,

I was on blinklist and saw the following article about dreamsbox.com and sinsbox.com. Since its revelant to this community, I thought I would share it:

"2 documentation projects emerged this month to spearhead a new push in the Web 2.0 era for simplicity. The Dreamsbox (http://www.dreamsbox.com) Project seeks to document the world's dreams, allowing for anonymous posting of dreams along with the creations of free personal dream diaries. The Sinsbox Project (http://www.sinsbox.com) seeks to document sins and secrets, allowing for anonymous confessions and submissions of expressional art. Both projects allow for a unique rating system..."

Both projects are actually pretty addictive and fun. I love the fact that they're simple to use but their design kinda suck and sinsbox.comis a bit too dark and scandalous for me but nonetheless i'm addicted. As it turns out the guy who started the 2 projects went to school with me back in the days! Now I guess he's an internet junkie. haha! Anyways, please spread words about these 2 projects to friends and family if you can through word of mouth or through your own postings. In general, I just think that these two projects are very decent in terms of what they're trying to do. Read the "about" page to learn how cool these people are.

04:50pm 27/02/2005
mood: Wacky
Well if this is a dream community then I totally love this one! Here is a dream I had a couple nights ago...

It started out like this. A Chinese warrior stood in a courtyard, practicing with a bow stick. He looked really angry and ready to kill. A little hut stood in front of it. A family stood there. Two adults and two children. Here is when it gets really sad. The Chinese warrior starts running at them. He is really pissed now. The woman takes her two children to huddle by the wall, (reasons unknown. Why couldn't they just run somewhere else? I don't know!) The warrior and the father start yelling at each other. Then the father runs to where his family is but the warrior takes out a blade and throws it at his ankles. He falls down dead and then he goes to the family. He know has a sword...

And it ended there. Imagine a blade slitting your ankles. OUCH! That has got to hurt. Bye. I am glad I got that off my chest.
A Long Adventure 
01:59pm 13/12/2003
mood: mellow
I only slept for 3 hours. But in those three hours I lived for a long time. I came upon a house inhabited by four children. The house was carved into the side of a cliff by the sea. The children were obviously troubled. I went into the house and spent time with them. They were insane. I tried to take care of them, but I didn't know where I had come from or exactly where I was. They worked in a pool of running water at the bottom floor of the four floor house, making items to sell to support themselves. I found out there parents had died in the house. As I stayed there trying to figure something out, things got more and more odd. I felt sanity slipping from me. I knew it had something to do with the house. I tried calling 911 to get help, but they wouldn't believe me that something was dreadfully wrong. After several weeks, an alien probe from a galaxy in the constellation of Orion failed to provide meaningful assistance as well. It messaged home for help, but came back with the answer the none would come. Many months later, looking at the rocks, I came to find they were made out of a strange material. A material that leached into the water that flowed through them. This material was the source of the children's and now my insanity. We all left the house in a raft, but we had no where to go. We ran into some friendly pirates who offered us desperately needed money for the top two levels of the house. I agreed to the deal. Having money meant the children didn't have to work in the water. They gained there sanity back. However, I knew that the money wouldn't last long, and the children would end up having to go back into the water. The children were itching to spend the money on everything. And I was busy clearing away the diseased rock. Being in contact with the rock kept me insane. In fact, I was going more and more insane. The world was beginning to melt away. I knew I would end up dead like their parents. I, however, had to clear the rock, while at the same time keeping the children from recklessly spending the money that they got from selling the top two floors of their house. I got electrocuted on some wires in the rock, but survived. I cleared and cleared, but there was so much rock. I knew I had to get rid of it all. But as the months past I lost more and more of my grip on any semblance of a stable reality. The world melted away as spaceships fought overhead. Everything began to change, and I floated out into the ocean. I ended up walking on letters. E for excellent. F for fail. Grades. I was in some strange school. The letters were huge and psychedelic. Purely a fantasy. Everything drifted away and I woke up. I only hope I got enough of the rock cleared and the children will be okay.
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Dreaming on... 
10:56am 08/02/2003
mood: angry
I am new to this list and I thought i would let you in on a dream I had last night. I was running around this mall looking for a prom dress. I had this magenta satin skirt and grey wife beater. It just wasn't good enough. Then I thought I would wear this vinyl black dress that in real life I actually wore to my prom. I was on this little ski lift and it would keep going. I saw my best friend Jessica and her sister but the ski lift wouldn't stop and i was wearing a big puffy skirt but it wasn't the skirt I wanted to wear in the first place. This girl Geri was trying to give me and extra skirt she had. I was then wearing a black renaissance top and a black skirt. My old best friend Angela was telling me it looked horriable. I was in a cafeteria with Sally Field they were all having motherly conversations. It seemed like the obedient daughter was have the conversations about cleaning, and domestic things. Everything was in an extreme up close as if I was watching myself watch a movie , in the movie. I was really frustrated and I knew I should not even go to the prom. I was walking around in the grocery store and trying to go up the stairs to get where I needed to go. I woke up angry. The ENd.
A Strange Dream... 
07:54pm 05/01/2003
mood: mellow
Ok... I was at a get together at my friend Chastity's house and I'm sitting next to Pat on a couch. Across from us is this guy, who looks vaguely familiar, but not really, if you know what I mean LOL Ok, so this guy blows me a kiss and winks at me. I look at him like "What the hell??" and he looks back at me like, "Come on, you know who I am". I'm thoroughly confused as this guy comes over and sits on my lap. I then have the dilemma of where the heck do I put my hands?!?!? Eventually, nothing happens with him sitting on my lap and he goes back to his seat. Pat then leans over and says "You know that's John Harris, right?" (note: John is a guy that I used to be best friends with and had a one night stand with once when Pat left me - he now lives in Alaska and I haven't talked to him in like 3 years) I say "No way!" and then ask Chastity if it's him and she says no. So the next thing I know, Chastity and I are all snuggled up together with everyone watching (where the heck did this come from!?!?!) Nothing happens, we just snuggle. Then, Pat leaves and I'm walking down this hallway. The guy that had sat on my lap pulls me into an elevator. We stand there looking at each other and go to kiss and as we lean in, he gets shorter. We have an awesome kiss and then he smiles and fades away. It turns out that he was an angel and that I needed the kiss to settle things in my mind. I then leave the building and Pat is waiting outside for me with Cheyenne and our baby (!!!!!). He gives me a peck on the cheek, takes my hand and we walk away. Then I wake up.
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Longing for Trans? 
05:14pm 06/12/2002
mood: confused
Odd but very informative dream I had last night. I dreamt of falling in-love with a man quite a bit older than I. As we were in bed I morphed in to a woman that resembled Carmen Diaz, uh o.k. no qualms with that!

I fell in-love with his alter ego? Any hoot! We went by train to Long Island and had a lovely time. Then I found myself in a civil union ceremony, her in a gorgeous gown, I in a tux. After the ceremony my love confessed her love towards a man and that there for we were to no longer see each other.............weird!
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10:12am 10/11/2002
mood: groggy
I slept over at purpleglitter's apartment last night. She really needs a dreamcatcher. Her apartment has bad dreams.

I dreamt purpleglitter, riga_mortia, and I were stuck in a psych ward together. The really bad thing about the psych ward was that it was run by Jerry Falwell. Our rooms were covered in bibles and Christian propaganda. The walls and ceilings were emblazoned with the CBN logo (Yes, I know CBN is Pat Robertson. It was dream okay?). riga_mortia was caught smoking marijuana on the unit, and was sent to the Biblical Isolation Chamber. I don't even want to know what they did to her in there.
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04:28pm 31/10/2002
mood: confused
Where have all the dreams gone?
a dream about the ex. 
01:21am 12/10/2002
mood: blah
i wake up, in my dream, and i hear noises outside.
i get up and run around the house to find it empty.
so i peek out the door and there's my fucking ex, with a bunch of our mutual friends, and even some of my fucking family...
he's leading them through this weird tunnel-like path in the woods by our house.
i was pissed that my family was out there and not me.
i felt left-out.
he even hurts me in my dreams.
08:03am 11/10/2002
mood: amused
I could have sworn Hedwig was last night in my dream! I went on a date full of bitching and whinning. But then we had the most amazing sex I have ever had in my life! The world could have been collapsing and I wouldn't have known! Vivid sex dreams are the greatest!
Years of this dream 
06:42am 08/10/2002
mood: confused
Since I can remember I have had this reoccuring dream of a open grass plain in the desert somewhere around New Mexico. I stand there barefoot and pregnant with hair to my knees hanging clothes on the line. When out of no where this man with long jet black hair comes to swoop me up in his arms and we are happy. There is a red beat up old ford pick 'em up truck in the yard. We live in a little hut with very little luxuries but we are increasingly happy.
a dream i had almost two years ago... 
01:32am 08/10/2002
mood: cold
06:49pm 25/02/2001
I had a terrible dream. I woke up at five this afternoon. In my dream I was running away from someone, and I was out in a field trying to hide...and then I tried moving closer to see where the people were, but I was so exhausted that I collapsed and then I looked and there was my brother Eddie in a truck with two people, and they had hunting rifles or some shit, and they all ran over to me and my brother said "Let's shoot her" and then they all did. Then this black guy that saw what happened ran over to my brother and shot him. What the fuck's wrong with me?
sooo...yeah....that upset me to the point where i called my brother cying and told him about it.

and now, just a few days ago, i had a dream i was shot in my left shoulder with a shotgun...
and everybody was carrying on like nothing happened.
what the fuck is it with me getting shot?

03:34pm 02/10/2002
mood: sick
i had this dream.....last nite

the dream was about being pilled from side to side.

i was told by a voice "you have a choice....either go with him (shown a picture of rob)...or ME!!! (shown a pictire of satan)...and i ran to the pic of rob.

then the whole thing morphed and i was in a fifties diner. i was eating with my friends and debbie harry was there. she was laughing and trying to squirt mustard on everyone.
for some reason, no one minded. we all laughed with her. then we all had a food fight. i ended up kissing rob.

and i woke up.

so fun!
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monster bash 
03:43pm 20/09/2002
mood: weird
I had this dream that everyone I know and care for turned into monsters and ate me alive. I give the credit of this dream to Clive Barker's "Night Breed" in which I watched last night.
Time travel 
07:29pm 15/09/2002
  Everyone and their third cousins dog was calling me today. How is this relevant to my dream? I will say, the dream continued on no matter how many times I was roused from my slumbersome r.e.m. state. It was about time travel. I met this man and he explained all details in vivid array of a spectacular narration. He told me the basics first, about how once a hole is opened, it is open forever, it is like a super highway between frames of time. I traveled to post nuclear holocaust times (which had a real mad max feel to it) before I studied enogh, I ended up having this foe that was trying to get back and knew only I held the knowlege.

The universe was revealed to me in all different forms, in all different times, and I was known. The portals opened and collapsed on my demand. I conversated with Albert Einstein, shook hands with Julius Ceasar, picked at the brain of an egyptian slave, and found the meaning of life(which isn't as glamorous as people would crack it up to be, actually, it was pointless and took up too much time). I ran into my rival once when trying to get to the now, it was magical, almost romantic, and we did a dance with swords, no victor, just parted ways in walking away symphony of love, light, never again did I see my foe. I crash landed in a room somewhere, some time, I was in a lace corset dress, golden tendrals fell all around me. The doorbell rang but was like a piano playing Tori's new song "A sorta fairytale". Then the phone rang it was shepherd, I told him of the odd experience, then got off the phone with him. Deena was down in the computer room so I thought to say hi, she asked me if I would like to listen to Tori's new song, she downloaded it today!
Despirate call 
02:16pm 11/09/2002
mood: confused
I had a dream when lying beside Ryan, it was odd, I hadn't thought of him all day, I was too busy thinking of school, and it was brief but rang a bell in my head.

I'm in my house, cleaning what seems a years worth of tears and dust. The door bell rings, of course I run down miles of stairs, but I see no one. I hear cries from the porch, quickly as to not lose a precious moment I open the door and there lye shepherd almost in skeleton form. Tears stream down his face as his hand stretches outward in my direction. His hair is blood soaked, his fingers are gnarled, and his breath is ghastly. I bend down and it as if I were in a scene from a movie, I grew feathered wings and wore red and white lace mesh flowing in an eerie wind. I gather him into my arms in silence, my wings embrace us both as uncontrollable winds blow. A single tear rolls from my cheek to his forehead, an explosion knocks him from my embrace to a levetational state. We are above the clouds, he has gone, we are judged, and then I awake to the bed I swore I could not sleep in.
ahhhhhhhhhh this'l get ya! 
04:02pm 09/09/2002
mood: hungry
this morning when i went to bed the second time (yeah, i go to ged twice...long story), i had a messed up dream. let me tell you about it....

all i know was that me and my boyfriend were in japan. and there was a fanueil hall (place in boston) there. we went in and there was a salon there with geisha girls in it. there were all these strong winds blowing all over the place. and one blew me clear across the room, into this sandy area, a marketplace! but not just any marketplace! this marketplace had migdet wrestling!!! and the migdet wrestlers either were wearing masks, or looked like vern troyer from "austin powers". and they, too, kept blowing all over the place from the strong winds.

soon, another strong wind blew, and i was thrown back into the salon. i saw rob, and he just looked at me, stunned, like a deer in lights.

and then the alarm went off. end of dream.


analyse if you will, dreamers. but i had my own:

first, japan is just a place i always wanted to be. nothing to that. (or a need to travel?)
second. the geisha girls represents my feminine side, and recently, i have felt the need to get in touch with that more. (and the sense that i am letting myself go)
three. the strong winds represents chaos. i feel chaos in my life. disorder. and i do. i feel the need to gain back control.
four. the midget wrestlers represents my feeling small, and unloved by family and peers, and the struggle to gain back that love.
rob being in the dream shows that rob is always in my subconcious.

i took a dream analysis class way back when. there is my own analysis. pick apart my dream if you wish. the rule is that i cannot argue with your analysis. that is a general rule for this practice.
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01:31am 09/09/2002
  since i helped riga_mortia create this community, i sincerely hope that all feel welcome. much love and dedication was placed in the creation of this community. and now it goes out to you, the dreamers!

dreams can be wonderful, scary, flights of fantasy. they take us to journeys of the mind that we never knew existed before. and this journal is here to put it all into words as best as you can. you will be surprised as to what our dreams can tell us!

this will be the last time i make a posting of this nature (my next will be a dream-time one---ooh!), so again, many hugs, and get cozy....

here we go....
Greetings and Welcome all!! 
06:24pm 08/09/2002
mood: accomplished
This is my new community solely for the purpose of sharing your the innerds of your mind. Here you can run wild and free with your dreams. Discuss all that is forbidden, phantasies, and revelations. There are plenty of pillows and bed space. So get your fuzzy slippers out of that cobwebed corner in your closet and come on in sit down, dream with us!