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Do dream of tabernacles? Tabernacles are representative of your own need for sanctuary and safety | |
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This is just bizarre!!!I dreamt of a tabernacle last night!!!
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I didn't dream of tabernacles, but I did dream I was on a train last night. I can't remember all of it but when the train stopped and I wanted to get out, there was a conductor at the doors. He kept distracting my attention by some strange remarks and I kept saying "Look I really have to get out here". So when I finally did step out I was still concentrating on the conductor and only as I shifted my weight to my foot which was by now mid-air, I realised the platform was not next to the train but about 5 feet ahead. So I stumbled from the train and fell, but there was no ground, the train was just suspended on a trail of clouds through which I started falling. It lasted a very long time and finally I fell through the clouds and into "open" space, which was just darkness like that of an ordinary nightsky with stars dotted all over the place. This falling lasted for what seemed like an eternity until my speed started to slow gradually and I approached some kind of rock formation. Finally I stopped falling and simply levitated about those rocks. After a while, an Assyrian, leading a white horse appeared out of no where, and handed me a burning torch. I took the torch and felt my feet touch the ground. The man started talking to me but I could not understand what his words meant. But he motioned toward a flight of stairs hewn out of the rocks, leading downward. So I started descending those steps, slow at first and more frantic as I went along. The steps were covered in weird writings and symbols. Finally I reached the bottom of the stairs which opened into a large cavern. The cavern was filled with water, and in the middle of this water there was a small rock, about 8 feet in diameter. On it sat a naked girl with long black hair, falling down her shoulders, covering most of her nakedness as she was curled up with her back to me. Around this little island with the naked girl, in the water, there was a kind of anomalous creature which seemed something of a cross between a lizzard and a dragon. It floated belly up and appeared to be dead. That's when I woke up. and true love lives on lollipops and crisps | |
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Kind of, I do! I frequently dream of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir and that I am eagerly trying to join their illustrious group! Only in the dream, the choir looks suspiciously like the set of a porn movie and I am a wasted drugged-out starlet. I don't know what Mormonism is, and have never seen a tabernacle, which may be one reason for the dream's confused, hazy, drugged-like state. But it always ends with me with a needle in my arm eagerly trying to trade my virginity for one more score!
I think it means I'm afraid of dogs! | |
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