So last night I had a dream that Prince was walking down the street while I was cruising in a car with a friend. I see him out in the distance, walking in my direction.

I was just GAPING at him and he was looking right at me.

There was this huge red die (dice) on the road made out of fiberglass and my friend tells me to pick it up because she wanted it. So she pulls right up to it as I open the passenger door to snatch this thing up. And Prince just keeps coming closer and closer.

He was his age now (I've dreamt of him in different eras), wearing a purple suit.

I woke up smiling.

My dreams are weird, but oh so entertaining.

Post yours!

I once dream that I was sleeping at Prince's house and traveled with Prince in his car. I remember he hosted a party and his car came into the garage and he was wearing sunglasses and some slick oufit and I tried talking to him but he wouldn't respond because he was the rich, sexy life of the party who would never respond to someone as insignificant as me, only talking to the people he has known for decades.

I've dreamed of meeting him a few times, but by far the weirdest one was when he came over to my house and we jumped up and down on garbage bags filled with dead leaves, like a trampoline. Every time I dream of him I think of a million questions to ask him but I'm too afreaid in case he ends the conversation there.

"get out of my dreams, get into my car..."

p.s. this video is the only evidence of prince playing a wind instrument. can you find him?

i never dream while asleep,,,but awake i can dream about him all day long,,,, content,,,,ummmmm,,, no comment .

I had this really weird dream for a couple of days ago. I dreamed that I met prince at paisley park and he just kinda stood there and stared at me and went: DAAYM U TALL GURL!

-.- I'm around 5.9 feet tall ....

so if I ever meet prince... let's just hope he doesn't say anything like this!

I've had this one several times but Im not sure what it means.

I walk into a very large room with a huge, rustic looking cherry oak wooden table in the middle of it. There are several people seated around the table, all of them old, middle aged white men who are obese, but stilll wearing the corset Prince wore on album cover for Planet Earth.

Prince walks into the room, and that's when I notice the room is made of marble--you can easily hear the clickaty-clack of his heels as he approaches his seat at the end of the table. He's wearing a corset too, but it's made of white leather, and his hair looks a bit like something Patti Label would have worn in the 80s.

He sits down, stares at everybody and murmers a few words about Akashic records and chemtrails. Everybody at the table claps and says "damn straight!" in a very heavy ghetto-chic drawl. (mind you all the men look like Rush Limbaugh in a corset and panties while they're saying this).

Prince then stands and demands that everybody cut off their little pinkies yukuza style. Everyone obliges without making a single sound. I sit quietly hoping nobody will notice that I haven't cut my finger off. I notice the guy next to me is ignoring his just-severred finger. And, being the opportunist that I am, I pick his pinky up and scoot it in front of my dinner plate to make it look like it was my severred finger.

Prince then stands up and holds his hands in the air and says, "If U Don't own your goblet then your goblet owns you." At which point everyone claps.

It's at that point that the door behind Prince opens, and I know the meal is being brought out.

Although I woke up before I could look at the meal, I'm certain that we were about to dine on human flesh. The flesh of orphan children even. I'm certain of it.

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Ive had several dreams over the years where I meet him and in each dream he looks nothing like himself. It is strange but it is like the Prince I know thru his music and concerts etc.. turns out to be nothing but a lie and the real prince is a white nerdy looking guy that nobody has ever seen. The Prince persona is nothing but a made up avatar of some kind. very strange.

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thepope2the9s said:

Ive had several dreams over the years where I meet him and in each dream he looks nothing like himself. It is strange but it is like the Prince I know thru his music and concerts etc.. turns out to be nothing but a lie and the real prince is a white nerdy looking guy that nobody has ever seen. The Prince persona is nothing but a made up avatar of some kind. very strange.

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idk but prince always plays practical jokes on me in my dreams

what is this all about ?

PicklesMcMillan said:

idk but prince always plays practical jokes on me in my dreams

what is this all about ?

i told you already, he's the joker

I was just about to post a topic about this

So here it is:

Damn y'all

I've probably only dreamed about Prince at most TWICE throughout the years, and it was more of a cameo appearance; he wasn't really the focus of my dreams at any point.

But yesterday....yesterday I had a strange dream. One of those strange dreams where you wake up thinking that shit really happened and all you can do is shake your head

So last night I had a dream that Prince was at an awards show and I was in his entourage sitting in the audience. I was younger, like 17 or something in the dream. Definitely a teenager.

He's sitting in the audience waiting for the presenter to call him on stage to perform with a smug look on his face. When he is introduced the crowd doesn't even cheer So he gets on stage, and of ALL things, he starts performing a MJ song (and not even a decent one...it was more like 2000's MJ....um...material ) [Background info: I was watching the "Face Down" video and "IGBABN" SOTT performance repeatedly last night...] He's wearing a mix of the two outfits but when the riff of the MJ song starts playing, everyone starts hoopin and hollerin'...you know the usual.

So he's doing all these "MJ dances" and basically making a fool of himself. Towards the end of the song the music stops and he tries to do a pose and freeze but he loses his balance...and in sloooooww motioooonnn he falls and hits his head on one the bars that are used to keep people from bombarding the stage.

There's a lound *CLUNK* noise and everyone gasps.

I'm in the audience and I freeze up Damn near everyone in the entourage stands up and stares with concern.

Prince is frozen for a minute with this look on his face: He blinks hard then gets up and quickly exits the stage. At this point several backstage workers are asking him if he needs someone to call an ambulance and he keeps insisting that he's fine. His crew is following closely behind and he's dragging me along like some sort of a rag doll by my wrist. So someone gives him a piece of paper (not sure why...maybe for an autograph but what the hell for?) and he starts writing a sentence with "Prince jargon" that doesn't make any damn sense. And he hands it to the person who asked for it and it has both red ink and pencil on it. The red ink was neat and legible and the pencil looked like a 6 year old wrote on it.

Then he says, "Direct any of your further questions to ____ (my name)" and he just leaves me standing there to answer all the questions!

Then later there are news reports playing on TVs in bars and in people's homes about the incident

I was definitely scratching my head when I woke up this morning.

robinhood said:

PicklesMcMillan said:

idk but prince always plays practical jokes on me in my dreams

what is this all about ?

i told you already, he's the joker

oh yeah .. i keep forgetting

but he apologizes after the joke too ....very weird

TheVoid said:

I've had this one several times but Im not sure what it means.

I walk into a very large room with a huge, rustic looking cherry oak wooden table in the middle of it. There are several people seated around the table, all of them old, middle aged white men who are obese, but stilll wearing the corset Prince wore on album cover for Planet Earth.

Prince walks into the room, and that's when I notice the room is made of marble--you can easily hear the clickaty-clack of his heels as he approaches his seat at the end of the table. He's wearing a corset too, but it's made of white leather, and his hair looks a bit like something Patti Label would have worn in the 80s.

He sits down, stares at everybody and murmers a few words about Akashic records and chemtrails. Everybody at the table claps and says "damn straight!" in a very heavy ghetto-chic drawl. (mind you all the men look like Rush Limbaugh in a corset and panties while they're saying this).

Prince then stands and demands that everybody cut off their little pinkies yukuza style. Everyone obliges without making a single sound. I sit quietly hoping nobody will notice that I've cut my finger off. I notice the guy next to me is ignoring his just-severred finger. And, being the opportunist that I am, I pick his pinky up and scoot it in front of my dinner plate to make it look like it was my severred finger.

Prince then stands up and holds his hands in the air and says, "If U Don't own your goblet then your goblet owns you." At which point everyone claps.

It's at that point that the door behind Prince opens, and I know the meal is being brought out.

Although I woke up before I could look at the meal, I'm certain that we were about to dine on human flesh. The flesh of orphan children even. I'm certain of it.

I'm dying at the bolded

And you've had this dream several times?

thepope2the9s said:

Ive had several dreams over the years where I meet him and in each dream he looks nothing like himself. It is strange but it is like the Prince I know thru his music and concerts etc.. turns out to be nothing but a lie and the real prince is a white nerdy looking guy that nobody has ever seen. The Prince persona is nothing but a made up avatar of some kind. very strange.

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I had a dream that I had my nose pressed against the doors of Paisley Park gaping. If I remember rightly they're transparent...

I had a dream I was an intern for Prince. And he and I were thinking of poster ideas for his new tour. It was soo much fun. Then I was a fugitive on the run from the law. That part was nerve racking.

My first dream I had about Prince was actually pretty funny.

So I'm at McDonalds and who do I see behind the counter? Prince a la Under the Cherry Moon wearing this:

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And I'm standing there thinking "Damn he's short!"

So then these 2 white girls show up and start to order but it was my turn, not theirs. So I'm yelling, "IT'S MY TURN, BITCH!" (I get fussy when I'm hungry)

Prince gets all stressed out and leaves to the backroom which turns into the living room of a house I used to live in. So he's inside a room off the living room and the door is cracked open and he's just crying and screaming. There's a group of people huddled around the door but Prince lets off shots to prevent them from coming any closer.

So I go inside and he switches from Under the Cherry Moon to the Batman era (with his long hair). And he's lying on this bed all sad and shit. I go sit with him and he accidently shoots me in the stomach. My shirt has this huge blood stain which is coming off on my fingers and I'm like, "What the FUCK, Prince?!" but it didnt hurt at all.

So all of a sudden, it's like him shooting me didn't just happen. And we, uh, ahem, start making out. But he was looking like this so you can't blame me!

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These 2 posh old British ladies walk in and they start freaking out telling me I'm gonna be in big trouble when they tell my grandpops I've been fucking Prince. (You know how people exaggerate)

Prince goes, "My pants ain't even down!" he unzips his fly and goes, "ok, now they're down" and smiles this big gorgeous smile.

It made my day