My psychology class has to do some dream journal thing, and this has given me an idea. If you ever have a dream you need to voice, here's the place. This would be a great idea to put permanently on the board...
Well, I guess i'll start. The dream I had last night was odd. I was in a New York gang, but this wasn't a noraml gang. This was one of those weird gangs from The Warriors, hard to explain, but the signature weapon of the gang was rebar.
Another dream I had was that I controlled two demons, and had them slaughter people. That one scares me, not for the fact it was my most violent and groy dream, but what it could mean. Hopefully nothing.

I had a dream a couple days ago.
Doesn't make much sense to me.. but I'll give it a go.

I'm in this see-through box, floating in a place the has nothing in it.
Could go on for millions of miles if it wanted. The blox starts getting tighter and tighter making it hard to breathe. I was screaming at the top of my lungs even though there was no one to hear me. And right when it was becoming unbearable, the bottom of the box disappeared and I seemed to be falling endlessly into nothing. As I was falling, I was passing spirits and symbols. When I finally stopped falling I hit a blood red ocean and just floated for a while.
My dream abruptly came to an end as something/someone pulled me under.

I had a dream I was on a zombie farm.

I had one just the other night where I was going, for some reason or another, to an airport in Iowa. As my family and I were driving there, we saw a huge aerial battle between a Thunderbird and a giant vulture. Then, we turned onto a dirt road, and the Thunderbird took the vulture down and killed it. No clue what it means. Obviously something has triumphed in my life. What that something is, I don't know.

Maybe it means you passed your PSAT...
My last 2 dreams were weird. The first one, i was at a theater watching a B-movie fest. Then, some usher told me I needed to get the film reels in a cave that was in the lobby. It was partially submerged, and I had to swim to different holes to get air. When I would pop up, I always saw a little bar up on the top left of my vision increase, almost like an air gauge. I finally did get the reels, and in my dream, I fell asleep. At that moment, I woke up in the real world, rolled over, and went back to sleep. My dream continued, with me waking up in the dream and saying "Ah, thats better!" and i ran off with the reels. My seconed dream, I was in vegas and I had to kill a mafia crimeboss. I rigged a bomb to his car, got in a nearby crowd, and watched him explode. Bits of blood and gore splattered the crowd I was in, and everyone cheered. Odd, no?

Weirdest dream I ever had (recurring)- I'm on the Titanic (waayyyy before Leonardo Decrappio movie came out) and I'm busting up every bit of furniture and grabbing ropes from the deck and building myself a raft with a kitchen knife as my only tool. Don't quote Fruede, Sartre, et al to me, I'm a scrapper; I know that.

I love those flying dreams best....don't we all have them, from time to time?

Dude, Mr. Death u play to many video games.
Hey, Pete it may mean u visiting me

You live in Iowa?