Can anyone here interpret a dream I just had?

[408Mike]

Ok gotta peel this off fast while it's still fresh like in my mind.

So this dream starts out I am in a supermarket of some kind, though I can't make out what anything is. I can't read labels and can't really differentiate between items, like what's what I have no idea.

I am pretty short like the height of a child, a toddler most likely, and I come around a corner and some lady has cookies she wants me to try. I eat a piece, it's real vague who she is, but the cookie is delish and I want more so I grab two of them and head to the cashier to pay.

The cashier doesn't notice me, and turns away to talk to someone so I try to scan the cookies on my own. Just then I realize there is a cord coming out the back of one of them, tying it to the counter top. I realize this is a security measure and at exactly then I realize I have no money and decide, for whatever reason, to test the security cord.

I pull HARD and impossibly I manage to rip this metal cord out from the cookie and make a dash out the door with both of my cookies.

So I run out the store and I am not in the parking lot out front, I escaped out the back actually, and I peer around to see a dumptster and run to hide behind it, probably to eat my cookies.

As I get behind the dumptster I then see a labyrinth of sorts with which to hide and proceed to zig zag layer to layer until I am well concealed. From here I thought, no one from the store would be able to find me! I mean, I was hidden behind 8-10 walls which layered each other and no way would anyone come find me for these measely cookies.

I listen and hear nothing, and go to eat the first cookie and suddenly a woman is standing there, holding a cup of coffee, not saying a word. She's white and dressed in a very nice business suit and holding a starbucks looking cup of coffee, just gazing down at me. Not sure about her face, but I feel approval, like she is happy either to see me or that I have successfully stolen these cookies.

Instinctively I motion for her to join me and she sits indian style next to me, we are friends. I break the first and biggest cookie apart for her, and reach over to give her a piece, and suddenly she is not approving and when her finger touches the cookie suddenly i wake up. I feel as though she did not want me to offer her a piece for some reason? She just wanted to sit with me I guess..

The memory of the dream is already fading but it seems significant on some level, someone interpret this please what does it mean????

[sonatine]

You're a drug addicted homo.

[408Mike]

could have predicted at least one person would say that

really tho, Vwls or someone who's got the skinny on my sub-conscience and what is it trying to tell me?

[Crowe Diddly]

could have predicted at least one person would say that

really tho, Vwls or someone who's got the skinny on my sub-conscience and what is it trying to tell me?

It means you are feeling guilty for going off on Muck for calling you a thief, because even in your dreams, you are a thief.

[4Dragons]

Typical loss of control, struggle for control dream, does in fact lend itself to drug abuse. Not getting the homo part. Oedipal for sure, but not indicative of homo... necessarily.

[BCR]

Typical loss of control, struggle for control dream, does in fact lend itself to drug abuse. Not getting the homo part. Oedipal for sure, but not indicative of homo... necessarily.

it's an insecurity and mother dream. Short/child-like and broke indicating insecurity and childhood, stealing indicative of neediness, and ultimately rejection by a woman in white you think approves of you, only to abandon you.

[limitles]

You're a drug addicted homo.

You are a food addicted homo/pedophile

[Muck Ficon]

That was a dream? I thought it was a trip report.

[4Dragons]

That was a dream? I thought is was a trip report.

He should post cookie recipe in super moist food porn thread, obv.

[donkdowndonedied]

Ok gotta peel this off fast while it's still fresh like in my mind.

So this dream starts out I am in a supermarket of some kind, though I can't make out what anything is. I can't read labels and can't really differentiate between items, like what's what I have no idea.

I am pretty short like the height of a child, a toddler most likely, and I come around a corner and some lady has cookies she wants me to try. I eat a piece, it's real vague who she is, but the cookie is delish and I want more so I grab two of them and head to the cashier to pay.

The cashier doesn't notice me, and turns away to talk to someone so I try to scan the cookies on my own. Just then I realize there is a cord coming out the back of one of them, tying it to the counter top. I realize this is a security measure and at exactly then I realize I have no money and decide, for whatever reason, to test the security cord.

I pull HARD and impossibly I manage to rip this metal cord out from the cookie and make a dash out the door with both of my cookies.

So I run out the store and I am not in the parking lot out front, I escaped out the back actually, and I peer around to see a dumptster and run to hide behind it, probably to eat my cookies.

As I get behind the dumptster I then see a labyrinth of sorts with which to hide and proceed to zig zag layer to layer until I am well concealed. From here I thought, no one from the store would be able to find me! I mean, I was hidden behind 8-10 walls which layered each other and no way would anyone come find me for these measely cookies.

I listen and hear nothing, and go to eat the first cookie and suddenly a woman is standing there, holding a cup of coffee, not saying a word. She's white and dressed in a very nice business suit and holding a starbucks looking cup of coffee, just gazing down at me. Not sure about her face, but I feel approval, like she is happy either to see me or that I have successfully stolen these cookies.

Instinctively I motion for her to join me and she sits indian style next to me, we are friends. I break the first and biggest cookie apart for her, and reach over to give her a piece, and suddenly she is not approving and when her finger touches the cookie suddenly i wake up. I feel as though she did not want me to offer her a piece for some reason? She just wanted to sit with me I guess..

The memory of the dream is already fading but it seems significant on some level, someone interpret this please what does it mean????

Deep down inside you wish to dabble in crack cocaine. Yet you've been told that it is 'n-word shit'. The woman in white is actually the devil, who has taken that form because he knows it will be the most rewarding form he can take.

[408Mike]

Typical loss of control, struggle for control dream, does in fact lend itself to drug abuse. Not getting the homo part. Oedipal for sure, but not indicative of homo... necessarily.

How does the dream lend itself for drug abuse?

it's an insecurity and mother dream. Short/child-like and broke indicating insecurity and childhood, stealing indicative of neediness, and ultimately rejection by a woman in white you think approves of you, only to abandon you.

I tend to fear (and feel) abandoned all the time. In fact I remember telling Cobson recently that that was how I felt at Skatz, abandoned by those I loved/trusted...

Deep down inside you wish to dabble in crack cocaine. Yet you've been told that it is 'n-word shit'. The woman in white is actually the devil, who has taken that form because he knows it will be the most rewarding form he can take.

Speak on the woman being the devil, for some reason I knew this at the time, that she was actually satan, there was no other explanation how she closed so much distance in so little time.

So, overall the dream means nothing? That's what ya'll are basically saying I think.

[Anal_Hershiser]

Kill yourself.

[Rollo Tomasi]

How does the dream lend itself for drug abuse?

it's an insecurity and mother dream. Short/child-like and broke indicating insecurity and childhood, stealing indicative of neediness, and ultimately rejection by a woman in white you think approves of you, only to abandon you.

I tend to fear (and feel) abandoned all the time. In fact I remember telling Cobson recently that that was how I felt at Skatz, abandoned by those I loved/trusted...

Deep down inside you wish to dabble in crack cocaine. Yet you've been told that it is 'n-word shit'. The woman in white is actually the devil, who has taken that form because he knows it will be the most rewarding form he can take.

Speak on the woman being the devil, for some reason I knew this at the time, that she was actually satan, there was no other explanation how she closed so much distance in so little time.

So, overall the dream means nothing? That's what ya'll are basically saying I think.

no that's not what they are saying, everyone is saying you are insecure plus some other stuff

[4Dragons]

How does the dream lend itself for drug abuse?

You think the dream is literal, that is your first mistake. The other is that people are creatures of motive and if your motive is to have control of your life and you don't and you can't find anyone to bully, you are more likely to find escape in narcotics. One thing leads to the other, not one thing IS the other.

Take it up with Freud, not me.

[Mad Dad]

You are probably down on your luck and you would really just like to have a cookie or two and some coffee to wash it down.

[rickastley]

in commemoration of this thread i am now eating a cookie

true story

[sonatine]

in commemoration of this thread i am now eating a cookie

true story

respect.

[Avon Barksdale]

OP is a strange and very weird dude.

[Yiddishdonk]

Ok gotta peel this off fast while it's still fresh like in my mind.

So this dream starts out I am in a supermarket of some kind, though I can't make out what anything is. I can't read labels and can't really differentiate between items, like what's what I have no idea.

I am pretty short like the height of a child, a toddler most likely, and I come around a corner and some lady has cookies she wants me to try. I eat a piece, it's real vague who she is, but the cookie is delish and I want more so I grab two of them and head to the cashier to pay.

The cashier doesn't notice me, and turns away to talk to someone so I try to scan the cookies on my own. Just then I realize there is a cord coming out the back of one of them, tying it to the counter top. I realize this is a security measure and at exactly then I realize I have no money and decide, for whatever reason, to test the security cord.

I pull HARD and impossibly I manage to rip this metal cord out from the cookie and make a dash out the door with both of my cookies.

So I run out the store and I am not in the parking lot out front, I escaped out the back actually, and I peer around to see a dumptster and run to hide behind it, probably to eat my cookies.

As I get behind the dumptster I then see a labyrinth of sorts with which to hide and proceed to zig zag layer to layer until I am well concealed. From here I thought, no one from the store would be able to find me! I mean, I was hidden behind 8-10 walls which layered each other and no way would anyone come find me for these measely cookies.

I listen and hear nothing, and go to eat the first cookie and suddenly a woman is standing there, holding a cup of coffee, not saying a word. She's white and dressed in a very nice business suit and holding a starbucks looking cup of coffee, just gazing down at me. Not sure about her face, but I feel approval, like she is happy either to see me or that I have successfully stolen these cookies.

Instinctively I motion for her to join me and she sits indian style next to me, we are friends. I break the first and biggest cookie apart for her, and reach over to give her a piece, and suddenly she is not approving and when her finger touches the cookie suddenly i wake up. I feel as though she did not want me to offer her a piece for some reason? She just wanted to sit with me I guess..

The memory of the dream is already fading but it seems significant on some level, someone interpret this please what does it mean????

Yuz a homo on Drugs ...

[Jefferson]

You're actually an onion not a human