New Thread for Dreams and their possible meanings.

Nov 3
Recently I've been having dreams where I have a challenge to complete but I can't quite do it because when I start to get close, the dream sequence changesinto something
frivolous, making a mockery of me, of my efforts too. But last night, I did exactly what I set out to do, surprising myself. I had to set off a nuclear bomb into a building so that it wouldn't be used as a weapon by its owner. Who the owner was doesnt matter. I didnt have to steal it, just redirect it. I was a Mindbender youmight say. First though before I could do anything about that, i had to figure out its location. Here's how it happened: I had to talk to various people in real life that I had seen before in visions. Then I had to put the two pieces together - the real one and the visionary one - in order to get a complete picture. It required intense concentracion. (sp). because I had to put the pictures together WHILE I was talking to them in real life. Then I had to look around the city without being detected from my hotel room and locate the building it was in. There was a decoy building that almost fooled me at first but then I realized it, and kept looking. Eventually I set it off in the building I was in, hoping to kill everyone inside, including myself, because everyone had agreed to sacrifice for the greater good or soemthing like this. Amazingly, it only vaporized the top floor, where nobody was. I was in the floor beneath it and didnt get killed. A bright pink light went off as it came down. Then just charred walls and nothing left in the room, not even furniture. I went back to my apartment - one that has been in previous dreams in other "cities" - dream cities you might say. It has been in the French city wih all the bistros in my mind, the one with street names. And the Cape May city, the one with the boardwalk and the train coming through. 33d or something like this. This time I knew the floor and number. Oddly there were only three floors and it was the middle one, so why they named it 33 is weird. Anyhow, usually in dreams I have this place to myself - I go there looking for my parents but later realize they've vacated it and am left with a bunch of sad empty rooms that seem to continue into eternity as you go down the hall, turning into a twisting confusing maze. But this time, my dad was right there in the first room and I knew he and I lived there. At first the light in this room was dim and I surmised that my dad had tried to make it his bedroom, which irritated me because it was next to the den with a tv and the kitchen so that if I woke up before him I wouldn't be abe to make use of the common space. I asked him not to make it his bedroom and thought this would be futuril but then as the light grew brighter I reaelized he did as I 'd asked and saw that the room was simply a living room, common space for everyone. I got what I wanted, what I'd hoped and asked for in this dream. What does that mean? Why was it differnt.
Does it mean I am more secure, or that I am hopeful? Does it mean that i will get what I want in life if I can just summon the courage to ask for it? Confused, wondering.
Gonna make a thread about Dreams. Maybe they'll provide some insight into my late twenties. Ha. Alright well I've written it down so I'm off. Goodbye for now! Ash.