Questioning While Dreaming

[psychicdreams]

I have got to the point where when I dream I know that I am dreaming. I even go around questioning people. I asked them, "why are you in my dream?" Last night this happened again. I was on some campus and I knew i was dreaming so I walked up to this woman that was reading and told her this. " I know I am dreaming, why are you in my dream?" She responded to me that she was awake and not a sleep. I keep on thinking that either the dead can connect with us while we sleep and live through us or our brains are connected with other people during our sleep. Do you ever wonder why we see so many different people that we have never ever seen before? Or have you ever talked to someone in a dream and it felt like you have known them all your life but have never met. I do believe we can get real answers while we sleep. I will continue to ask whoever is in my dreams why they are there. I ask whoever reads this to do the same. Who knows we may ask each other.

[psychic-test]

it`s sounds like a good idea to get answers!

But if you over doing it i think you miss a small point of what is dreaming all about. not all the dreams are verbal so you cant expect getting only answers. you also need to observe to be aware of the small hints. most of the people i meet in my dreams doesnt talk i know what they feel or want to say like in a telephatic way.

Am I dreaming?

[alwaysdreaming]

That used to happen with me every time a specific friend of mine was the focus of my dreams (he was in a different state at the time, and something about his presence would trigger my sense of awareness). Right after though, the dream would melt away and I'd wind up in another dream and forget.

The last time I remember it happening, the dream involved this one character that has been invading my dreams since 2003 (by that, I mean when he's present, he has more control over the dream than I do). I asked him point blank "Who are you?" Not only did he refuse to answer, but he tried to force me into another dream. I had to force my way back into the original dream, and by the time I did, he was gone, and I was left with a handful of other people who also refused to tell me who he was. The one person who was willing to answer me barely got a word in because the people around us kept purposely interrupting to keep him from telling me anything.