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Post by marth on Nov 10, 2018 21:38:24 GMT
Recurring dreams I have: I fly I am naked in public I am drowning I am running away from a pack of Hounds
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Post by moviebuffbrad on Dec 15, 2018 21:40:42 GMT
I got into an argument and broke up with a girl on Snapchat. It was simultaneously the most real and most stupid dream I've ever had.
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Post by Pep Streebeck on Dec 16, 2018 2:38:08 GMT
This one, was abnormally huge. It was between a few bouts of sleep, and a few odd dreams.
To make a long story short. My bathroom was missing a sink. And while the sink was being removed, I was drunk and out at a street festival. The part about me being drunk at a street festival was almost normal reality. But, the bathroom sink had really been gone for a while. Thing was, I didn't realize that the party I had a week ago - was such mayhem that some people destroyed my bathroom to the point where they casually removed the whole sink. Dream turned out to be me having to interrogate the people responsible. But, I could only speak in a very, even hardly, voice. It was a think where in the dream you couldn't even make a voice or a sound. And, I was ready to kick their asses. I was fired up and ready to go.
Dream world for me has always been... unreal. It is always seeming so real. Every one could be a whole short story on its own. I like it cause I get to "get away". And I hate it because it gets me so worked up!
Seriously, the dream places feel SO REAL. They always have. At different times in my life they feel more real. I can tell what makes dreams, and Deja Vu happen more. I will keep this secret.
EDIT: That sounds like a mess! I'll leave it as-is.
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Post by hi224 on Dec 16, 2018 2:39:10 GMT
Just curious. My last one was made of multiple segments: In one segment I met an African-American civil war veteran who owned a TV station in New York City in the 2010s (which obviously is an anachronism, in fact my dream even pointed this out). I did a televised interview with him, but the broadcast was poorly received. Later, an extraterrestrial friend of mine did a televised interview with the veteran, which was well-received and won an Emmy. In another segment, I was playing the video game Puyo Puyo against a witch, who used her powers to cheat at the game. These are the only two segments I remember well, but I recall another segment had me watching a 1970s soap opera. So on that note, what was your last dream about? my gf leaving me as well.
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Post by JHA Durant on Dec 17, 2018 5:13:34 GMT
My latest dream was about the 2003 versions of me and a friend I had at that time playing what appeared to be 007 Nightfire across three gaming platforms at somebody's wedding reception. It was a big wedding, and I didn't recognize a single person at it other than my friend.
The dream before that had the Queen living in my home town, in a run down house. No other members of the royal family were present, and she didn't have guards or valets looking after her, she was just there by herself. I was her only friend.
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Post by Roberto on Dec 19, 2018 14:30:27 GMT
I don't remember, but it was good, because it made my sleep feel really long.
I didn't get enough sleep last night. I only got 7 hours, instead of the ideal 9+ yet it felt like I had slept days and I still woke up feeling semi-refreshed.
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Post by Nora on Dec 19, 2018 16:22:51 GMT
crazy dream last night.
i was working on my project and part of it was giving interview to the newspapers. for some reason my family was there with me, which makes no sense, why would they be. after the article came out in the newspaper, i was riding a tram with my aunt and I had the NEWSPAPER it came out in and was checking out the article.
It was a Harry Potter type of newspaper with moving pictures in it. I realized the reporter kept making a video even after I stopped talking and left, and watched what he recorded my family did after I left. for some reason my mum and some other members of my family were posing for photos and prompted by-passers to join them in the picture. Different groups of minorities walked by. This was such a weird part. First it was a big group of muslim women all wearing full on burkas. I remember that when I watched this on the tram, other people were kinda watching over my shoulder, including my cousin who studied arabic and islamic art, and they all cheered a lot for the muslim women stepping in the picture. I thought that was weird.
After that, a group of gay guys stepped in to take a picture with my mom, one of them picked her up and put her on his knees, and she leaned backward, kinda like at a bachelorette party, you know what I mean, except she fell over and fell on the ground. This alarmed me. Bud the gay guy picked her up and put her on his back and tried to give her a "horse ride". Like you would to a little kid. The crowds were cheering. But she didnt hold on tight enough, and fell down. The fall looked really bad. Mind you, she is 70 and fragile.
At that point I jumped out of the tram and ran on the streets, screaming in horror, worrying if she survived the fall or not. My aunt ran after me, saying "relax, I spoke to her since then, she is fine". I got back on the tram, and there was my dead grandmother and my dead great-aunt, both looking amazing, and quite young, like 30 years younger than when they died, and both were telling me to relax that its all going to be fine.
end of dream. i really wonder. but it was very nice to see my dead grandmother and great aunt again. i loved them both dearly.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2018 16:39:34 GMT
i was on a group tour traveling in a foreign country and got lost from the group. i got a little panicky, then someone called my name and i went over and it was some homeless bum who proceeded to ignore me, i was annoyed at him. then i checked in the bathroom and no one was there. then i finally made my way to the airport or train gate or something and there were some vaguely familiar faces but none that i could confirm as part of my group, but i felt a little better, like i was getting there. then i woke up.
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Post by Nora on Dec 19, 2018 16:46:48 GMT
The dream before that had the Queen living in my home town, in a run down house. No other members of the royal family were present, and she didn't have guards or valets looking after her, she was just there by herself. I was her only friend. this is such a funny dream. i love it.
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Post by ck100 on Dec 21, 2018 5:08:51 GMT
I just remember someone checking my head for lice even though I take care of my hair regularly.
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Post by No Morpho, Only Bánh mì on Dec 21, 2018 18:55:59 GMT
My favorite neighbor from our last home 😍
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Post by Catman on Dec 21, 2018 18:58:17 GMT
Cats.
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Post by Lebowskidoo 🦞 on Dec 22, 2018 1:38:02 GMT
Having a large meal at a large table. We were having ham, but it soon ran out, so the hostess came back with what looked like ham and tasted like ham, but it was human flesh. I was going to pass, but was still hungry, and nobody else even batted an eye. Then I woke up.
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Post by petrolino on Dec 22, 2018 1:47:27 GMT
A woman's legs in a miniskirt, stockings and tights (it changed). Sadly, I never got to see her face (woke up abruptly).
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Post by Nalkarj on Dec 22, 2018 1:48:17 GMT
That’s so bizarre, Lebowskidoo 🦞 . I also had a random, scary dream about cannibalism—I was in this place where everyone was a cannibal, and I had to watch my back even around little kids (in case they try to kill and eat you!). It was terrifying.
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Post by them1ghtyhumph on Dec 22, 2018 2:19:25 GMT
I have incredible, sometimes great, sometimes scary dreams.
A semi-constant scary type me is me in Manhattan, in a place where I am trying to get home, whichever former location I lived in NYC, and being unable to. It usually involves the subway not being able to get me there, or me unable to catch a cab. One time it involved a boat.
I also dream about certain ex-girlfriends, the ones that meant a lot to me, and they can sometimes change identities during the dream.
My deceased Father and Mother are sometimes in these dreams, and to a lesser extent, my two deceased older brothers.
My younger brother, who is 60, will appearer in these dreams at different stages of his life, from age 8 to age 30.
When I start dreaming about food, I'll stop the dream and eat a little something.
This usually changes the course of my dream.
I also sometimes dream that I am still on the job, and there is usually an uncomfortableness that accompanies these dreams.
Also, when I am having a bad dream, the first time I am awake/semi-awake during the night (I wake up many times while sleeping, due to my asthma, bad back, and rotorcuff injury), I will get up and eat something, for as I said, eating something will almost always put the dream on another track when I get back to sleep.
I could go on, but I think that's enough exposition.
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Post by Lebowskidoo 🦞 on Dec 22, 2018 12:52:27 GMT
That’s so bizarre, Lebowskidoo 🦞 . I also had a random, scary dream about cannibalism—I was in this place where everyone was a cannibal, and I had to watch my back even around little kids (in case they try to kill and eat you!). It was terrifying. I wonder if it means I have self destructive behavior?
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Post by Chalice_Of_Evil on Jan 17, 2019 0:50:18 GMT
The most recent dream that I can recall was A Nightmare on Elm Street-related dream (which seemed a bit random, considering I haven’t watched that movie in a long time).
Anyway, the relatives of (presumably) one of Freddy Krueger’s victims were visiting the grave of the deceased, as the movie’s theme was playing. Then there was a ‘record scratch’ and the music shifted into something more ‘rock & roll’ or ‘grungy’ (I can’t remember which) and the dream ended with Freddy’s gloved hand bursting up from the grave.
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Post by Nalkarj on Mar 13, 2019 13:29:34 GMT
Really weird dream last night; if someone wants to play amateur psychologist and analyze it, be my guest:
In the dream I was in this [real-life] nursery, except that there were benches there, which the nursery doesn’t have in real life. I was sitting at one of the benches when a group comes up, and one of the girls in it goes ahead and hugs me. Really strange. The girl looks like someone I know in real life—young, in her early 20s, dark hair. She sits down across from me and asks if I want to win—I don’t know, it was free movie tickets or something. For whatever reason I just blindly agree, and she asks to take my cellphone—something to which Dream-Salzmank also inexplicably agrees.
She takes the phone and puts an app on it called “Gospel”-something; this was when I realized they were all a bunch of religious fundamentalists. The girl starts ranting and raving about “have I been saved,” etc., etc., the usual schtick, and I say over and over that I’m not interested. She eventually gives me the phone back, and I delete the app. She says something weird like “Don’t you trust me?”—as if I’m supposed to know her after all. I say no. She says, “Well, then, why would you trust a stranger giving you a hug?”
I’m confused until she pulls out my credit card and all the money in my wallet—which she apparently pickpocketed while hugging me. I grab the items as quickly as I can and try to call the police, but for some reason the call goes through to my mother, and the girl and her Evangelic fundamentalist/pickpocket gang are trying to escape.
That’s when I woke up.
I have no idea why I dreamt any of this; offhand, I can’t pinpoint anything yesterday or recently that would have led to this dream. Interpretations and attempts to make sense of it welcome.
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Post by Nalkarj on Mar 23, 2019 15:06:04 GMT
Another weird dream. A friend and I were watching a bunch of little children in my backyard, where apparently there was a spigot (which, of course, does not exist there in real life). When the children would drink the water from the spigot, they’d turn into giants—at least 60 ft. tall or something. And I was thinking, How can we watch these kids when they can step on us?
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