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Redditors dealing with issues they do not speak on found answers and relief, in seemingly meaningless dreams.

Many of us are secretly losing uphill battles piecing back a broken heart.  Confusing signals coming from both our lost loves/assailants, and from within ourselves, greatly diminish the possibility of healing and moving on.

But for these individuals who posted a dream they knew was connected to their trauma, an extraction method called "coherence" detected a subliminal message that transformed their turmoil into a healthy perspective, and once inaccessible relief:

Dream	Coherence	Subliminal Msg
(Note: Dreamer suffers from PTSD. She explains a seemingly meaningless, classical PTSD nightmare involving her assailant. All names have been changed to protect identity.) "Jonathon is stalking me. He posts pictures online of my house and of my bedroom window. I see him standing outside, I tell my dad to call Deputy Bob (a police officer we are friends with). I see Jonathon go into the unlocked apartment across from my house. I go over there with my shotgun in hand, I look at him and I shoot him twice in the abdomen. I try to tell my parents he had been stalking me and that they needed to call Deputy Bob. I was afraid after I killed him that I might go to jail but the police told me I was ok because I had so much evidence that he had been stalking me and was a threat to me so I didn’t go to jail. I don’t regret what I did, in the moment after waking up I actually felt relieved about the ending, like I had done good, but reality set in and I started to feel guilty about those thoughts**." -- excerpt from** The Dream Pulps #018, Issue 3	➜	This dream is going to help you sort out what continues to haunt you ("Jonathan is stalking me"). This experience, individual, and encounter is causing problems organically throughout your life (abuser posting pictures online of your house and your bedroom window). You may desire just closure, acknowledgement, or a satisfying resolution in order to move on (calling Deputy Bob). Consider “moving on” under an alternative possibility (in general, anything just across the street) (seeing Jonathan go into an unlocked apartment across from your house). You could instead choose to "shoot down", cancel, or "put to rest" this person's entire impact, impression and memory on your unique life (shooting Jonathan twice in the abdomen). You have given enough energy to preserving his/its memory through a desire to be believed, satisfied and vindicated ("I tried to tell my parents he had been stalking me and that they needed to call deputy Bob"). Consider if the alternative - NOT preserving his memory - could be just as satisfying and vindicating ("I don't regret what I did, in the moment after waking up I actually felt relieved about the ending"). You must not think that "putting down" post-traumatic behaviors and symptoms in waking life disrespects the Victim within your Self you have bravely advocated for ("I was afraid after I killed him that I might go to jail"). In truth, the behaviors themselves are irrefutable evidence that this person did victimize you, because you presented such classic symptoms of post-traumatic stress and victimization ("the police told me I was okay because I had so much evidence that he had been stalking me and was a threat to me so I didn't go to jail"). Grant your Self the absolution that justice has not, and that you have needed for so long (feeling relieved upon awakening).

This young lady does not suffer in isolation, as so many of us are dealing with similar issues that have broken our living compass.

Here, a single dream did what years of PTSD therapy could not. The individual successfully defragmented what plagued her soul, and was able to continue on in the business of living.

In another example, a young man who misses how good life was when he had his ex submits his dream for examination:

Dream	Coherence	Subliminal Msg
"Looking out the window, we see a savanna-type ecosystem — wide open field, no real cover. That's where black lions appear. Right before they got in, an animal that looked like a honey badger dug a hole in the ground and teleported away, leaving a cloud of black smoke, almost like it opened the path for what was coming. Then the lions entered the house breaking the window. My brother and I reacted fast — ran upstairs to a room and shut the door. This is where it gets blurry: I don't clearly remember if it was my brother or my Ex gf who made it upstairs with me, while downstairs the lions (joined by other animals) devoured everyone else. In the end it didn't matter anyway — they got in and devoured all of us too at the end of this dream, no matter how fast we reacted. I add that the lions ate our flesh as if it were butter." -- excerpt from The Dream Pulps #006, Issue 1	➜	Open your mind. Thank and dismiss the normal covers that have gotten you through, thus far (seeing the Savannah-type wide open field outside the window, with no cover). Open-mindedness allows healthy personal pride to appear, a strength you didn't know you had (“that’s where black lions appear”). This desire to return to former, sweet loving memories that was “digging a hole” in your life is suddenly gone ("right before they got in an animal that looked like a honey badger dug a hole in the ground and teleported away"). This is the moment - "the breakthrough" you deserve (the lions entering the house breaking the window). Understand it doesn’t matter “if the two of you make it” (unsure if the ex is following you upstairs) or not (unsure if the brother follows you upstairs). “Saving this” is no longer the priority. This hurtful situation is no longer the priority. You are taking back all your energy today, right now (the lions and other animals devouring everyone on the ground floor and higher floor).  All the energy you have spent (the ground floor), and all the energy you were going to spend on seeing if it could be resurrected (the second floor inhabitants & the blurry part - not knowing if the brother or the ex would “make it” with you).   With all you have ahead, surrender this tragic energy easily - with a smile on your face (“the lions ate our flesh as if it were butter”).

This young man is dreaming of exactly what he needs to defragment his soul. After the dream was translated through coherence, the possibility of getting on with the business of living is open to him, and anticipated.

We as human beings are currently in an age of overall Defragmenting, compared to the rest of life in the Universe.

According to the wide samples of dreams that have undergone coherence, our dreams showcase we are still unpacking the basics as a species. With time and acceptance, we will be on the brink of unlocking what lies in the blackbox of men's souls.

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An anonymous Reddit user disclosing only her Christian background requested help understanding a long, mysterious dream she experienced. In the dream she was as a ghost within a mansion, searching in terror for proof of dead bodies.

What the dream revealed was her own developing capacity to confront her upbringing, and to "resurrect" what it had robbed her of, all her life.

DREAM: "I was in a large mansion/home. It was nice, well lit with a cluttered backyard and a large, open and very dark basement. The family in the home wasn’t mine. I couldn’t figure out if there were two sets of families or one.... I could tell that something was fucked up in that house and that I was looking for something but I didn’t know where or what. I was just in this constant state of dread ... I was looking for evidence I think, with dead kids in some way. I just wandered that fucking house, dark spaces and seemingly endless basements and hidden rooms."^(1)	➜	As homes normally talk about the dreamer's own "housing" or soul, consider in what ways yours holds considerable mysterious contents (the large mansion / home). You understand (well lit) that there is much to unpack, handle, or cleanse (the cluttered backyard). For those reasons, you may dread exploring your subconscious (the very dark basement) (dread of what will find throughout), especially parts of your Self that “didn’t make it” (finding the kids’ bodies). Try to think of this as an opportunity to sort things out you did not have the capacity to handle before (finding clutter), rather than a venture that will end inevitably in regrets (again, the pronounced fear of finding bodies).

Dream contents depend entirely on the contents of the individual, and what their disposition is towards the life and possibilities that surrounds them.

Unlike the dreamer above, a different adherent's experience with absolution was not so pleasant.

DREAM: "I had a really disturbing dream last night. Was kind of being tortured, where I was forced to eat a kitten, my torturer sawed off its head and told me to eat all of it before he returned to the cell; if I didn't eat it, he would kill me. It's kind of freaked me out that my mind can come up with disturbing imagery like this."^(2)	➜	It sounds like being forced to "eat your own words" or malicious deeds (being forced to eat the kitten), which one would naturally find "torturesome".   You may no longer "have a head for" some genuinely terrible mentality (its head sawed off).  A way one once behaved, spoke or conducted oneself, is genuinely torturesome to even begin to digest.

This individual is an exception. The majority of the puritannical, institutional special agents and their contractors who engage in their classic roles of combating science and disclosure are very predictable - they do exactly what their clandestine PACs and organizations demand of them, without question.

A distraction sent by a goon to The Dream Pulps a few days ago (compare to the nonsensical dream threads getting unleashed all over r/mystery) as part of their delay, deny, defend tactics:

DREAM: "I was at work loading trucks; not the regular fedex trucks, but black trucks similar to those UPS use to deliver their packages. A bad storm comes up, and we all leave work. I get home and the news is reporting that android phones that have been rooted to grant superuser access have been hacked by an evil organization. For some reason I know a lot about this group, and I gather up people to escort to safety, telling all of them to make sure to keep their phones turned off at all times."^(3)	➜	It sounds like the dream is dealing with work (at work loading trucks) that is clandestine, murky business (black trucks). Disclosure elsewhere (the bad storm that comes up) has made you leave your normal rounds of combatting disclosure in Reddit's dream forums ("we all leave work") and respond to the new emergency currently under development (the news report). Ironically you essentially "announce yourself": an evil organized system (the evil organization "you know a lot about") that works to undermine the truth in any way it can - telling people to remain calm and skirt past the dream science they are witnessing ("I gather up people to escort to safety") and most importantly, reminding people to remain confident in ignorance ("I tell all of them to make sure to keep their phones turned off at all times").

"Dream science" is about unlocking the primordial mystery that has confused man for his entire 30,000 years of existence.

If you are interested in following proof that dreams are 100% decipherable, follow this profile for new samples and updates on this dream methodolgy's periodicals.

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1. The Dream Pulps Dream No. 025, Issue 3

2. The Dream Pulps Dream No. 008, Issue 1

3. The Dream Pulps Dream No. TBD, Issue 4

After studying these subliminal messages for a quarter of a century, I believe I am getting the hang of translating them. Observe:

Dream	rough translation	Subliminal Message
"Last night I had a dream where I was doing an odd job and they offered free food. When it was time to go eat, it was like buffet/cafeteria style and I was so incredibly disgusted by the grayish food."	➜	It may be best to start with where, in waking life, there aren't many appetizing choices available (the disgusting buffet/cafeteria). You may feel uncertain or ambivalent about some "free ride" of an opportunity, that does not truly speak to your soul (the free, grayish food).
"I dreamt about a long insect, kind of like an earthworm but more gross inside my ear and it was causing me a lot of pain and someone took it out for me. After that I felt relief immediately but it was paining really a lot and I still can feel the pain."	➜	From arguing points to deflecting, there comes a time when we need to see "the lengths" we are willing to go (the long gross bug) to shut out what we don't want to hear (an ear blockage). Follow the example the dream has given you (the friend).  "Open your ears" and open your mind, even if the truth is painful to hear ("after that I felt relief immediately, but it was paining a lot and I can still feel the pain"). That relief part is important.

In time the guidance is expected to shift to higher priorities of life among the Universe. But for now the majority of these subliminals focus on helping the individual soul that the message was given to, all while patiently enduring his ignorant sniff that these messages are "random nonsense".

All things considered, you can still observe several subliminals that deal with greater living patterns, astrological influences, prophetic messages, and where civilization is headed, even now in this age. While fewer, they are not categorically rare.

If you are interested in reading my periodicals The Dream Pulps - which showcase REM state dreams alongside their subliminal message translations - you can pick them up here. Please bookmark the page for periodical updates.

If anyone has dreams I would be more than happy to show you what it translates to.

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Since so many of you are complaining that bad dreams must mean the Universe has it in for you, here is a looping nightmare from Issue 2. The dreamer thought the message is that they are slow and stupid, which was not the subliminal at all:

"Some of the things I went in with (books, gadgets, etc) periodically got stolen, but the teachers in charge didn't really care; the 'teachers' were more like enforcers, in that they only reacted to keep order if we got too rowdy or tried to leave the room before our detention was up. They had electric batons.  I eventually got back to the original classroom only to find that I was even further behind than before, which of course led me right back to the detention room." (The Dream Pulps, Issue 2, Dream #10)	➜	It sounds like skills you brought, or options you qualify for (books, gadgets, etc) are being utilized but not compensated, or being promised, then delayed and finally denied (periodically stolen).  This particular work environment only cares about keeping you in line (the teachers who are more like enforcers), and any thing else leads to "discipline" (the electric batons) (being sent to detention). The idea that you are “underperforming” ("I eventually got back to the original classroom only to find that I was even further behind than before") is purely constructive.  By finding any stupid “line crossed” (the enforcer-teachers) to justify not paying you or treating you equally, they enjoy your skilled work without just compensation.  Please consider finding a healthier workspace.  These people sound awful.

There was no evidence here that this person required extra discipline, coaching, etc - but because the dreamer believes they are not good enough (which they said in the post), their employer exploits that as an excuse to not compensate them equal to their worth.

All the time you guys spend worried that dreams say something bad about you, they could be trying to help you resolve ongoing stressful situations.

Another, supposedly "meaningless" dream:

I was painting the walls of a house and every time I finished a room and turned around, a new doorway had appeared leading to another empty room that also needed painting. It never felt scary, just quietly endless. At some point I realized the house was breathing slightly, the walls moving in and out like it was alive and just… patient. I wasn’t trying to escape, I think I’d accepted I’d be painting forever. (The Dream Pulps, Issue 2, Dream #11)	➜	Try to "paint a picture” of what any overwhelming thing encompasses, and how that relates to the work you've already completed. Then, piece by piece, its depth, parameters, all that it encompasses become understood (painting the walls of a room inside a house). This can help you break down overwhelming complexities into manageable chunks, and finally find “room to breathe” (“at some point I realized the house was breathing slightly”).  Accept it can go on forever, but in this manner, so can you.

Such a simple dream judged to be "meaningless" in fact held a wealth of guidance and problem-solving depictions.

Another "unpleasant" dream:

"I was taking a bath, then while I was bathing my bathtub started to grow and get deeper. It was pulling me in and I was drowning. As I’m looking up I see my wife come into view and she just stares at me. I reach my hand out to her and my fingertips break the water but she just stares at me as I sink. I feel myself being pulled further in and before it goes fully black." (The Dream Pulps, Issue 1, Dream #5)	➜	It's okay to admit when we are in danger of drowning in deeply difficult and overwhelming emotions (the bathtub growing deeper, pulling you in and drowning you).  Notice the correlation between inaction (the wife just staring) and an increasingly dangerous situation. “Take action” and “save yourself”: ask for help.

Instead of laughing at the notion that dreams like this, too, are from the guiding universal source, be open to why you are receiving this, and what it is trying to show you.

Last one:

"There was a pedestrian with a dog. The dog was okay, but the pedestrian got struck by a black truck and body parts went everywhere. I cried and called 911 while also screaming at my fiance to follow the black truck as it fled the scene.  Then somehow I was in my childhood trailer and the ghost of the pedestrian was trying to r*pe me. I kept telling people he was trying to r*pe me but they all called me crazy because they couldn't see him. Only I could." (The Dream Pulps, Issue 1, Dream #2)	➜	Picture this: life is going swell and you are “happy as can be” (the pedestrian with the dog)  when suddenly things you didn’t know within the relationship (truck: a road meant for two) (black: the unknown) leave you “dumbstruck” (the pedestrian struck) and devastated, unable to “pull it together” (body parts everywhere).  You may know that what you are going through is an emergency (crying and calling 911).  But it is that demand that the partner get the situation under control (screaming at fiance to follow the black truck) rather than seeking justice for oneself, for such painful disregard... ..something about this entire situation resembles how you were taught to deal, in the past (in your childhood trailer). Consider where and when you were taught to brutally "force yourself" (r*pe) to put on a display of “happiness”, to continue pretending that things are “going” great (the pedestrian) so that publicly, no one sees your suffering (“I kept telling people he was trying to r*pe me but they all called me crazy because they couldn't see him - only I could”).   You are worthy of so much more. Be patient with yourself.  It is okay to wear your truth.

This is why I stick to my guns here that every REM-state dream holds a vital subliminal message for the experiencer. You are not deliberately being tortured by these dreams. They improve when the experiencer finally understands its meaning.