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Communicating with a mystic means a wish will come true; if you are sick - to healing; If you see yourself as a mystic, you have set yourself a difficult task, but you can solve it if you resort to an occult ritual.

The reality and meaning of dreams

The dream contains encrypted advice, a hint on how to act in the future for the sleeper or his loved ones. A bright and pleasant dream foretells good luck in current affairs and endeavors. Pictures that contain barriers or restrictions have the opposite meaning. Dreams for this day of the week are prophetic.

A dream can reveal important information for the sleeper: an answer to a pressing question, a hint in a difficult choice, an indication of possible mistakes and ways to prevent them. Treat it more responsibly in order to make the most of the chance to improve your life.

A dream on the waning moon belongs to the category of cleansing: it indicates that it will soon lose value in real life. Only dreams with negative content come true: they carry a good meaning.

The picture seen may consist of many small details that do not foretell anything grandiose to the dreamer. Interpret the dream at an everyday level. Its implementation is worth waiting for in the coming days.

Into mysticism and horror. I like watching all this on TV, but this is TV, not life. But there are a couple of strange cases in my life that made me think.

We moved to a communal apartment when I was 4 years old and my sister was 2. The house was built in the 19th century, and the apartment was large and old, with 7 rooms, 2 of which we occupied. I personally didn’t see anything like that in the apartment strashno.com, but even at a conscious age I was afraid to walk along the corridor, wash dishes in the kitchen alone, or go into the dark hallway. But my mother told me that when I was a child, my sister crawled into the kitchen and started crying, pointing at one point and screaming. After that, she stopped crawling there until she got older.

And when we grew up, we decided to move to a separate apartment, started selling these rooms and looking for another apartment. At this time, strange things began to happen. All the equipment broke down, I was standing talking to my neighbor near the kitchen, there was no one there and suddenly the light turned off. My neighbor and I thought that the light bulb had burned out, I went to the switch, and it was just turned off. Then I thought, “Well, you never know”...

Then my sister said that she went to the toilet at night, and she loved to sit there with a book, sits, reads and suddenly hears her name called strashno.com. I thought it was dad, got up, opened it, saw that no one was there, looked in at my parents, saw that they were sleeping. I thought I heard something and went to the kitchen. He sits, reads, and suddenly the sashes of two windows open sharply. Anyone who has seen old houses in St. Petersburg knows that the windows there are large and difficult to open. After that, she ran to bed in horror.

We safely moved to another apartment; we were very lucky with the deal then, because... there were many difficulties. One problem was that before that, alcoholics lived in the apartment, whose daughter died from an overdose. My sister and I got separate rooms, and now we slept alone.

One night I was sleeping and had a dream that I was walking with some girl, I had a runny nose and I was sniffling and suddenly she started yelling at me so that I wouldn’t cry and shaking me by the shoulders. I started to wake up and heard that strashno.com in my room someone was telling me not to cry. I thought that my sister and mother were talking, but I opened my eyes and there was no one there.

There were many such dreams. But three of them scared me very much. In the first one, I dreamed that I woke up on the floor of an old apartment. And the dream was so realistic that I felt everything and saw everything as it was. Usually dreams don't happen like that. It was especially difficult to wake up, and I could neither scream nor move. When I woke up, there was an unaccountable feeling of fear.

I told my friend about these dreams and one day she stayed overnight with me so that it wouldn’t be scary. That night I dreamed that I was on a train and again talking to this unfamiliar girl. And suddenly she touches my knees, I just felt this touch alive and immediately woke up. My friend was sleeping with her back to me, and strashno.com I was facing her and she was far away on the bed. I immediately woke her up, and from my frightened eyes she realized that I was not lying. She calmed me down and we fell asleep again.

The next dream scared me the most. My room had access to a loggia and usually all sorts of rubbish lay there. My mother or sister often came to see me to take something from there. One night I woke up from someone entering the room, I immediately opened my eyes a little and saw that this person was walking towards the balcony. I thought it was my mother, rubbed my eyes and stood on my elbow to see what she needed - and didn’t see anyone. She immediately turned on the light. I clearly and clearly saw that someone was walking towards the balcony, but when I turned around, it was empty. I didn't sleep anymore that night. My sister said that she had the same dreams strashno.com and she was scared.

Our dad listened and listened and decided to move from there. Now we have been living in a new apartment for a year, and dreams no longer torment us. I try to chalk it all up to psychology.

We moved into a communal apartment when I was 4 years old and my sister was 2. The house was built in the 19th century, and the apartment was large and old, with 7 rooms, 2 of which we occupied. I personally didn’t see anything like that in the apartment, but even at a conscious age I was afraid to walk along the corridor and wash dishes in the kitchen alone, or go into the dark hallway. But my mother told me that when I was a child, my sister crawled into the kitchen and started crying, pointing at one point and screaming. After that, she stopped crawling there until she got older. And so, when we grew up, we decided to move to a separate apartment, started selling these rooms and looking for another apartment. At this time, strange things began to happen. All the equipment broke down; I was standing talking to my neighbor near the kitchen, there was no one there, and suddenly the light turned off. My neighbor and I thought that the light bulb had burned out, I went to the switch, and it was just turned off. Then I thought: “Well, you never know...”
Then my sister said that she went to the toilet at night, and she loved to sit there with a book, sitting there, reading, and suddenly she heard her name being called. I thought it was dad, got up, opened it, saw that there was no one, looked in at my parents, saw that they were sleeping. I thought I heard something and went to the kitchen. He sits, reads, and suddenly the sashes of two windows open sharply. Anyone who has seen old houses in St. Petersburg knows that the windows there are large and difficult to open. After that, she ran to bed in horror.
We safely moved to another apartment; we were very lucky with the deal, as there were many difficulties. One problem was that before that, alcoholics lived in the apartment, whose daughter died from an overdose. My sister and I got separate rooms, and now we slept alone.
One night I was sleeping, and I had a dream that I was walking with some girl, I had a runny nose, and I was sniffling, and suddenly she started yelling at me so that I wouldn’t cry, and shaking me by the shoulders. I started to wake up and heard someone in my room telling me not to cry. I thought that my sister and mother were talking, but when I opened my eyes, there was no one there.
There were many such dreams. But three of them scared me very much. In the first one, I dreamed that I woke up on the floor of an old apartment. And the dream was so realistic that I felt everything and saw everything as it was. Usually dreams don't happen like that. It was especially difficult to wake up, and I could neither scream nor move. When I woke up, there was an unaccountable feeling of fear.
I told my friend about these dreams, and one day she stayed overnight with me so that it wouldn’t be scary. That night I dreamed that I was on a train and again talking to this unfamiliar girl. And suddenly she touches my knees, I just felt this touch live and immediately woke up. My friend was sleeping with her back to me, and I was sleeping with her back, and she was far away on the bed. I immediately woke her up, and from my frightened eyes she realized that I was not lying. She calmed me down and we fell asleep again.
The next dream scared me the most. My room had access to a loggia, and usually all sorts of rubbish lay there. Often my mother or sister would come to me to take something from there. One night I woke up from someone entering the room, immediately opened my eyes a little and saw that this person was walking towards the balcony. I thought it was my mother, rubbed my eyes and stood on my elbow to see what she needed - and didn’t see anyone. She immediately turned on the light. I clearly and clearly saw that someone was walking towards the balcony, but when I turned around, it was empty. I didn't sleep anymore that night. My sister said that she also had such dreams and was scared.
Our dad listened and listened and decided to move from there. Now we have been living in a new apartment for a year, and dreams no longer torment us. I try to chalk it all up to psychology.

We moved to a communal apartment when I was 4 years old and my sister was 2. The house was built in the 19th century, and the apartment was large and old, with 7 rooms, 2 of which we occupied. I personally didn’t see anything like that in the apartment, but even at a conscious age I was afraid to walk along the corridor and wash dishes in the kitchen alone, or go into the dark hallway. But my mother told me that when I was a child, my sister crawled into the kitchen and started crying, pointing at one point and screaming. After that, she stopped crawling there until she got older. And so, when we grew up, we decided to move to a separate apartment, started selling these rooms and looking for another apartment. At this time, strange things began to happen. All the equipment broke down; I was standing talking to my neighbor near the kitchen, there was no one there, and suddenly the light turned off. My neighbor and I thought that the light bulb had burned out, I went to the switch, and it was just turned off. Then I thought: “Well, you never know...”

Then my sister said that she went to the toilet at night, and she loved to sit there with a book, sitting there, reading, and suddenly she heard her name being called. I thought it was dad, got up, opened it, saw that there was no one, looked in at my parents, saw that they were sleeping. I thought I heard something and went to the kitchen. He sits, reads, and suddenly the sashes of two windows open sharply. Anyone who has seen old houses in St. Petersburg knows that the windows there are large and difficult to open. After that, she ran to bed in horror.

We safely moved to another apartment; we were very lucky with the deal, as there were many difficulties. One problem was that before that, alcoholics lived in the apartment, whose daughter died from an overdose. My sister and I got separate rooms, and now we slept alone.

One night I was sleeping, and I had a dream that I was walking with some girl, I had a runny nose, and I was sniffling, and suddenly she started yelling at me so that I wouldn’t cry, and shaking me by the shoulders. I started to wake up and heard someone in my room telling me not to cry. I thought that my sister and mother were talking, but when I opened my eyes, there was no one there.

There were many such dreams. But three of them scared me very much. In the first one, I dreamed that I woke up on the floor of an old apartment. And the dream was so realistic that I felt everything and saw everything as it was. Usually dreams don't happen like that. It was especially difficult to wake up, and I could neither scream nor move. When I woke up, there was an unaccountable feeling of fear.

I told my friend about these dreams, and one day she stayed overnight with me so that it wouldn’t be scary. That night I dreamed that I was on a train and again talking to this unfamiliar girl. And suddenly she touches my knees, I just felt this touch live and immediately woke up. My friend was sleeping with her back to me, and I was sleeping with her back, and she was far away on the bed. I immediately woke her up, and from my frightened eyes she realized that I was not lying. She calmed me down and we fell asleep again.

The next dream scared me the most. My room had access to a loggia, and usually all sorts of rubbish lay there. Often my mother or sister would come to me to take something from there. One night I woke up from someone entering the room, immediately opened my eyes a little and saw that this person was walking towards the balcony. I thought it was my mother, rubbed my eyes and stood on my elbow to see what she needed - and didn’t see anyone. She immediately turned on the light. I clearly and clearly saw that someone was walking towards the balcony, but when I turned around, it was empty. I didn't sleep anymore that night. My sister said that she also had such dreams and was scared.

Our dad listened and listened and decided to move from there. Now we have been living in a new apartment for a year, and dreams no longer torment us. I try to chalk it all up to psychology.

News edited Aiver - 20-08-2012, 13:17