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General => General Discussion => Topic started by: blackngold29 on November 27, 2010, 09:13:45 PM
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I rarely have dreams and I when I do I usually forget them, but I had one the other night that just takes the cake: I dreamed I was watching a History Channel documentary about Saruman getting elected to the New York City council and then taking over the city by using the Uruk-hai.
Either I'm awesome or seriously messed up.
Post your dreams NOW
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I don't remember my dreams very often, but the ones that I do remember I remember so vividly that I could recount pretty much every single aspect of them.
One, for example, I was on a plane, except the plane's inside was shaped very much like a movie theater. As the plane/movie theater-hybrid took off, I realized it was going to crash, so I ran. I got off the vehicle, heard an explosion behind me, and turned to look down the movie hallway. I don't remember seeing anything. I told the people standing around what looked like a lobby of a corporate building to wait, and that they'd never believe what just happened. I ran down the hallway to pick something up, I don't remember what though.
Then, everything kind of blurs together until this moment. I'm at my Uncle's enormous house, except it's even bigger and nicer than the house he lives in now (He lives in such an amazing house. Holy shit). I remember crying about how my Mom and sister were killed in the plane crash, and that was pretty much it.
The moral of the story is, Nyquil will fuck up your psyche.
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I can lucid dream at will, so I've got too many to post. If I think hard enough about what I want to dream about I can usually do it. Or sometimes I can decide to go right back into a dream. It's fun.
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How did you learn how to do that? I want to so badly.
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How did you learn how to do that? I want to so badly.
It's annoying to figure out. Dream journals sound so lame if you've never done it, but it seriously helps a lot. Also, try looking at things IRL that you can look for in dreams to realize you're dreaming. For example: IRL look at clocks and think to yourself "If I were dreaming, what would be different?" and then when you're dreaming, after a while of doing this, you'll be able to see a clock and it'll click. Also if you can learn to notice if a clock looks weird (like the numbers are wrong or something).. One thing that works for me is looking at my hands or my reflection and then it'll click. A lot of people shouldn't do that though, since looking at your reflection could freak you out if you look weird or different and BAM!! - NIGHTMARE. I'm in the minority of people who can look in the mirror in dreams and look the same I guess?
Also, if you're about to wake up, try spinning, it'll usually help you stay in your dream.
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Right, I've heard of those techniques. Guess I'll have to just keep at it then.
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I very rarely dream, which I find to be a good thing.
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I dream very very oftenly, and I mostly remember what I dreamt of. But most of the dreams I can't remember after a week or a few days. But some dreams I remember are like when I was 7-8 or something. It's very fun to explore dreams... Once I heard a car horn in my dream and it lasted about 30 seconds in that dream, then I woke up and my brother was awake so I asked him: "Did someone just horn for 30 seconds?", he said that it was just briefly... :o Fucked up shit.
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My dreams are often very, very fucked up. They often have to do with sex or torture/pain. Here's one I had a time ago.
I'm in an underwater city, looking very much like Rapture from BioShock (most of the things in the dream came from that game). I'm walking with a group of people, very carefully, holding a lead pipe in my hand. Suddenly we're attacked by zombie-like people. A woman bites my leg and doesn't let go. I hit her with my pipe but she won't move, and when my group starts walking away I panic and scream. The woman lets me go, feeling sorry for me, and we start talking (I'm very suspicious though). Then I see something in the corner of my eye and look there. It's a little boy, eating off a corpse from the fight. "Don't look at him", the woman says, "he'll attack you." Just before I look away he looks up and meets my eyes - he doesn't have any eyes. Within a millisecond he leaps at me, jumps up on me and pins me to the ground. Just as I'm falling backwards I realize I'm actually under water, and that I could have escaped by just swimming upward. I wake up, screaming and violently hitting in the air in front of me, just as the boy starts biting off and eating chunks of my face.
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I wanna lucid dream so bad.... argh!
I hate my reoccuring nightmares, of my falling down escalators. I get off at my home subway station, then stand in the escalator and it gets narrower and narrower and the steps are suddenly too small for me to be able to stand on, then I fall down and right when im about to hit the ground I wake up.
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I dream very often, sometimes they are pretty stale like driving a car down the road, other times they are more involved like getting into gun fights.
The strangest thing is for the past couple of months, in every dream I die. It's no usually the same way, but I almost always die.
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Right, I've heard of those techniques. Guess I'll have to just keep at it then.
Writing an A on the back of your hand and constantly reminding yourself that you're awake when you see it also helps. I've just started trying to lucid dream in the last few months or so, and had one on holiday and a few sort of ones since I got back. Dream diaries are apparently the best thing, but I find that just reading LOADS about lucid dreaming while in bed helps me the most.
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one time i dreamed i was a little girl named victoria who.....
but seriously, i cant remember very many dreams well enough to share. but just wondering, anyone else talk in their sleep. i do and its very akward if someone hears you when your having a dream doing something you know you wouldnt do in real life.
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I've had some really fucked up dreams. Listen to this:
I find myself in a large, dark room. The only light is coming from what seems to be a window. As I cautiously approach it, I see that it is actually a couple of doors leading to a school gym. I must be in a storage room. I look out of the glass windows in the doors. A basketball court, with two teams warming up for a game. Few spectators. I exit the storage room, stepping into the gym. What looks like the school's principle notices me and starts walking towards me aggressively. Upon closer inspection it seems that she is the Queen of England. She starts yelling at me and the next thing I know, I black out.
I wake in Rapture. Rusty pipes and 60's-style furniture decorate the area. What happens next is unclear, but I rise to the surface with my two enemies, Andrew Ryan and The Joker left to die in a collapsing underwater city. Somehow I lose consciousness again. Waking up in the storage room again, I decide it's time to take charge. Entering the gym, the principle-queen notices me again and attempts to control me. I get past her and make my way into the foyer, where I notice a trophy case full of model Star Trek spacecraft. Shaking off the absurdity, I continue to look around the room. From above I hear singing - I look. Above me is my father, wearing a basketball uniform, riding a stuffed moose, hanging from the ceiling, singing Bobby Brown by Frank Zappa. The principle appears beside me. "We didn't want you to know yet... your father is taking singing lessons." she says, slightly peeved.
Wake.
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Wow... Very interesting dream.
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I've had some really fucked up dreams. Listen to this:
I find myself in a large, dark room. The only light is coming from what seems to be a window. As I cautiously approach it, I see that it is actually a couple of doors leading to a school gym. I must be in a storage room. I look out of the glass windows in the doors. A basketball court, with two teams warming up for a game. Few spectators. I exit the storage room, stepping into the gym. What looks like the school's principle notices me and starts walking towards me aggressively. Upon closer inspection it seems that she is the Queen of England. She starts yelling at me and the next thing I know, I black out.
I wake in Rapture. Rusty pipes and 60's-style furniture decorate the area. What happens next is unclear, but I rise to the surface with my two enemies, Andrew Ryan and The Joker left to die in a collapsing underwater city. Somehow I lose consciousness again. Waking up in the storage room again, I decide it's time to take charge. Entering the gym, the principle-queen notices me again and attempts to control me. I get past her and make my way into the foyer, where I notice a trophy case full of model Star Trek spacecraft. Shaking off the absurdity, I continue to look around the room. From above I hear singing - I look. Above me is my father, wearing a basketball uniform, riding a stuffed moose, hanging from the ceiling, singing Bobby Brown by Frank Zappa. The principle appears beside me. "We didn't want you to know yet... your father is taking singing lessons." she says, slightly peeved.
Wake.
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Last night i dreamed I was inside an RPG. Also, while inside the RPG fighting monsters, I had a handheld RPG game. So I was playing an RPG while inside an RPG. It was intense.
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Isn't the word "dreamt"?
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Isn't the word "dreamt"?
Firefox says no xD I always thought it was but I'm not completely sure. So I said dreamed.
EDIT: According to dictionary.com, either is acceptable.
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I usually have very long and weird dreams. I also have very short and weird dreams "Zombie ants.. toilet zombies that rip your skin inside out.. being on a ship that's sinking in pavement".. :/ And I can lucid dream at times too.
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I had this dream 2 nights ago and posted it in the chat thread but I don't know if anyone paid attention to it or just didn't care so here it is in more detail.
Had a pretty cool dream that started when I had to go see this show for a class. When I went into the theater there were seats surrounding these life like machines that looked like generals or something. The show was about a zombie apocalypse and to give the show a more interactive feel they thought they'd release a few zombies that would just kill a few people and you were sure to be killed if you were standing. So I was walking to my seat when they said they were going to start the show but they gave me a few seconds to find a seat but that still wasn't enough and the theater went dark and they released a couple zombies and I felt a hit against my chest and I guess I was killed.
Then I woke up for a few seconds and then went back to sleep in the same dream but I was able to watch the show without getting killed. It included zombies in space and the majority of the zombies were the fast zombies from Half Life 2. There was also a part when a zombie basketball player lunged out into the audience and when it was pulled back it's head was cut off and hit Kobe and ate his face off in the air. ( :( ) Towards the end Sigourney Weaver along with a modified version of the robot from Lost In Space were in a space ship and they decided that there was no way they were going to survive so she put on the Samus Aran suit but the gun didn't work. So she and the robot went into the darkness of the ship to go kill as many zombies as they could. Meanwhile the last guy on the space ship was some sort of military official and just waited by a door that opened up into space that he would open if the zombies came towards him. And then I woke up.
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RPG in an RPG? Sounds awesome.
Also, woah at the zombie dreams. :|
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Also, woah at the zombie dreams. :|
I NO RITE
Believe me, few things are as scary as seeing a little boy without eyes eating your face.
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Also, woah at the zombie dreams. :|
I NO RITE
Believe me, few things are as scary as seeing a little boy without eyes eating your face.
Volk had a zombie dream recently too.
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OH MY G-
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RINA NOOOO
*starts hitting Volk with shoe*
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RINA NOOOO
*starts hitting Volk with shoe*
OH MY GOD HE WON'T GET OFF ME-
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I only have dreams in languages I'm unfamiliar with, so I never know what's going on.
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Only about once or twice a week do I remember my dreams vividly enough to know what went on. I find it a little unfortunate actually, because the ones I do remember are extremely out there and bizarre.
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Last night I had a dream that I was at a high school or something, and I passed through a school bus (don't ask me how that works) in order to get to the other side of the street to get to my car in the parking lot, but the driver wouldn't open the door for me to get out, so I was stuck on the bus as she made her route. At some point, the route ended up being a package delivery route, with us both using parachutes as transportation (running, jumping, and the parachutes would take us up). At one of the stops at a gated apartment complex, we found blood on a door step and, presumably, a murder scene inside the door. The cops came automatically, and I told the driver I had to leave, so I took my parachute and soared on to some other apartment complex. I was showing off my parachuting skills by jumping off the top of an apartment building and doing backflips and stuff, and then Bruce Willis tries to base jump of an adjacent building, but fails to, and lands face first on a vertical block of rebar and cement. He was OK.
I have played Just Cause 2 a bit lately, hence the parachutes.
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inb4DMT
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So, for Christmas I got a much wanted gift - a book on lucid dreaming. It's Exploring the World of Lucid Dreaming by Stephen LaBerge and Howard Rheingold. It's supposed to be good. I'm excited! :biggrin:
Also, I had the longest coherent dream of my life tonight. It wasn't a good dream, but dreaming for that long was really exciting.
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whoo yesterday I didn't have a nightmare as usual, I actually had a dream where I was shopping for presents for my ex. Strange but better then getting shot.
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I have dreams where we all die.
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So, for Christmas I got a much wanted gift - a book on lucid dreaming. It's Exploring the World of Lucid Dreaming by Stephen LaBerge and Howard Rheingold. It's supposed to be good. I'm excited! :biggrin:
Also, I had the longest coherent dream of my life tonight. It wasn't a good dream, but dreaming for that long was really exciting.
Thrs sosososo weird, I gt that today top after asking fir it fir ages. :lol
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Dreams? Man, my head is like a theater for those things!
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Sorry
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"No one wants to hear
what you dreamt about
unless you dreamt about them
Don't let that stop you
tell them anyway"
So I will.
I've had these dreams for a while now, ever since I've started my British Literature class, that take place during the...Victorian Era? Gregorian Era? I'm unsure...but leaning more toward Victorian. Who knows. In either case, I am somehow of wealth.
I know that it is what is said about every dream, but these are bizarre. Yet, in an almost tame way. Nothing fantastical happens that would defy the laws of the universe, but just the same, nothing is quite normal about them either. Oh, and they seem to follow a story. I've had story dreams before that have been vivid enough and cohesive enough to write down, but nothing like this.
It's a beautiful sort of world, really. Where realism is, at times, paralleled with romanticism. Myself in the dream, I am sometimes seen from the third person, and though I do my best to hold the posture and mannerisms of a gentleman, I slouch at times and absentmindedly unbutton my coat. In the latest dream, I have seen my love interest for the second time. She is pretty enough, and carries herself with a passing amount of grace. I watched her, through a window, as she walked alone the path from the lake to the house. She decided to sit on a bench under a tree, and reclined herself to read a book in a most unladylike fashion. People could see her, and she could be scolded, she is still young enough. And that attracts me, that she simply does not care. She is too sad.
I did not watch her for long, because I was only on that estate under the charade of an introductory tea with some family of hers. When I left, ...now I go a bit blank. But I remember changing my clothes and going to the whore house I stay at every night, more often than not on my own in the attic room. And I swear to god, what woke me up from my dream was the combination of the cold, the awful smell, and the sounds from the lower floors. And the weirdest thing was that I woke up in love.
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Dreams are the only things I really make.
I am a dream machine.
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I wanted to make a post in here but nothing I had to say feels relevant after sonata's post.
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Post away, darlin'
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So I'm starting to have more and more nightmares, it's absolutely crazy.
I don't wake necessarily wake up frightened but I wake up in a panic and find it hard to fall back asleep.
A couple nights ago I woke up 6 times :/
I just wanna sleep.
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Get a dream catcher. It works if you want it to.
When I was younger I used to have bad nightmares - not as bad as you but once or twice a week I would wake up absolutely terrified in the middle of the night, unable to fall back asleep. I bought a dream catcher, hoping it would work, and it did. From the moment I put it up I didn't have a single nightmare in two years. I still don't have too many of them.
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Had an odd dream earlier this week that for some reason my clock was an hour ahead so I was going to wake up and fix it. I woke up and it turns out that my clock was off for some reason, and the outlet I was using was messed up.
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Get a dream catcher. It works if you want it to.
When I was younger I used to have bad nightmares - not as bad as you but once or twice a week I would wake up absolutely terrified in the middle of the night, unable to fall back asleep. I bought a dream catcher, hoping it would work, and it did. From the moment I put it up I didn't have a single nightmare in two years. I still don't have too many of them.
I'll definitely try. I'm tired of dying 8-10 times a week in my dreams lol.
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WUT!? You die in your dreams?
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That's not good...
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I had this wacky dream last night where I was at work talking on the phone with my old supervisor Ken, who in real life left the company last year. While I'm talking, I look around and notice that I'm not at work at all, but in the old house I grew up in. I'm upstairs sitting in the hallway talking on the phone.
Downstairs, I hear my kids come home from school (which is stupid because this is the house I grew up in) and think to myself "Shit, I better wrap this up because it's about to get noisy in here."
Sure enough, my kids come running up the stairs, happy to see me, but I make a gesture to quiet them a minute because I'm on the phone. They're running around laughing and yelling and I start getting pissed because they can see that I'm on the phone but obviously don't care. I tell Ken to speak up because I'm having trouble hearing him, but he just keeps talking quietly, which IRL he always does.
I finally get so pissed at my kids that I yell "QUIET!! NOW!!" and I wake up, having actually yelled that out loud. I look at the clock and it's 1:30 in the morning, and my wife says "What?" and I tell her I was yelling at the kids to be quiet, but it was just in my dream. She says "Yeah, obviously" or something. We both go back to sleep.
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I had an interesting dream last night.. involving a video game, naturally. I wouldn't call it a nightmare because it didn't freak me out, but it was intense. Myself and two of my friends were "in" the game of Thief: The Dark Project, running through dark corridors and underground crypts with barely any light. I was being chased by some sort of huge monster and a zombie - they were coming at me surprisingly fast. We were all running for it, but I was the one closest to the creatures of course, and I knew I wasn't going to make it, so I turned around and lunged at them - instant death! Next thing I know, I'm in a pre-respawn state in which I can move around and through walls, etc. I must have respawned soon after because I remember standing next to my friends in an opening of the cavern. We needed to jump up to a higher ledge/platform which was hovering above a pretty steep drop with a creek below, and they were complaining about the fact that they weren't very good at crouch jumping.
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WUT!? You die in your dreams?
I would never have nightmares before this past summer. Since then, the amount of nightmares has been growing and they almost always end in me dying in some fashion.
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I had an odd dream the other night where I was friends with Charles Bronson (as played by Tom Hardy) and we paraded the streets of London causing a ruckus. I don't remember specific details really, but it was a very strange dream indeed.
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I had a weird dream a few nights ago where I died in molten lava, then I was reincarnated multiple times, but as myself, and each time I played out some different scenario. Hard to explain. :P
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I'm pretty amazed at how focused some of your dreams are. My ADD mind can't focus long enough for a relevant plot where the entire scenario doesn't change in 2 minutes.
Anyway, I accomplished having a very controlled lucid dream yesterday. I feel like it actually almost lasted long enough for me to actually fully do one thing I wanted to do with it. I flew around the solar system. Not original, I know, but good fun. I never realized that there were so many floating parking lots in space, either. I'd grab one (they were about as big as a small country each) and hurl them at each other, and watch the space cats and lizards that were trapped in the asphalt fly free into space. (they were huuuge, too)
Unfortunately, I'd say in most of my death dreams I'm killed by spiders. So, the last parking garage I threw caused giant spiders to come out, and suddenly I was on the ground and they converged on me. Then I woke
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I'm trying to learn how to lucid dream but it's hard. :(
I'm currently trying to improve my dream recall. I'm getting better, but progress is slow. Before I remembered about two dreams a month - now I have one or two each week, and another two or three nights a week I'll remember some fragment. That's encouraging but I'm still getting tired of the slow progress. It feels like I have miles to go before I'll even have a chance to lucid dream.
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I had a dream the other night I was a marine blasting away Xenomorphs that infested a hotel building or something. Except they bled predator blood instead of acid. Also, there were guns lying around like I was in a game. Most normal dream I had in a while.
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I'm at the cusp of being able to lucid dream at will. I can lucid dream but only about 25% of the time. I think if I practiced a little a bit more I could do it at will. I remember one dream where I was attacked by Zombies. I fought them off and one of them bit me, but nothing happened. I then realized I was dreaming and I was obviously changing the rules. Unfortunately I woke up before I went Commando to the army of Zombies coming my way. Another dream I had I knew I was about to be stepped on by Godzilla so I saw a man in the distance and shot my consciousness over to him. I then saw my old self getting squashed and I continued the rest of the dream. There have been dreams where I REALLY wanted to continue the dream but I'm not there yet. I have been able to finally get back to the dream in some cases but it usually starts out where I have to "navigate" back to it, kinda like my subconscious built a maze for me to play (which I love mazes). I was thinking at one point here when I have time to "practice" in order to get to the point where Rita is at where I can control my dreams 100% and even enter into whatever dream I want.
I usually dream of adventure stories. Getting chased, figuring out mysteries, shoot-outs, cat and mouse, escape, yadda yadda yadda.
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Get a dream catcher. It works if you want it to.
When I was younger I used to have bad nightmares - not as bad as you but once or twice a week I would wake up absolutely terrified in the middle of the night, unable to fall back asleep. I bought a dream catcher, hoping it would work, and it did. From the moment I put it up I didn't have a single nightmare in two years. I still don't have too many of them.
I'm not saying this as a means of pointing at something and discrediting it. There are many things in this world that are "extraordinary" and who am I to question anything like that, however in a lot of cases things like rabbit's feet or DreamCatchers could simply be explained by a placebo effect. That is, they work, only when you give it the power to work. For example, a doc could give me pills that improve my memory. So I take them and suddenly I'm remembering a whole lot more so the pills work. I go back and tell him that and the doc tells me the pills were just asprin. My memory starts to fail again. I've talked with a few doctors about Placebo effects and it's VERY interesting. Not saying that this is the case here. Again, I don't want to step on something that actually is more than what I think it to be. I guess it's the same as a Crucifix warding off evil spirits in another person's eye. I guess one could call that a placebo while another really does see a lot more to it. Because I fall into that category I will never take away the "power" of some objects, however I still think about the placebo effect from time to time regardless because that phenomena is just as powerful.
I remember a LOT of my dreams and I remember a good bulk of them to be nightmares of some sort, but I really only remember 2 nightmares in my life. The other dreams when I wake up I'm fine, probably because I remember so many of my dreams I'm comfortable with the idea regardless of the dream itself. It sounds strange I know but I bet if you kept a journal and starting to learn to lucid dream, your nightmares will occur but you will not be as bothered if at all by them.
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WUT!? You die in your dreams?
I've died quite a few times in my dreams. One time I got shot point blank. Another time stabbed, crushed, etc. As morbid as it sounds, it's kinda neat. You just wake up. No worse for wear. ;)
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I spent an entire Summer using wake induced lucid dreaming, and as a possible consequence I became an insomniac. I can still lucid dream almost 50 percent of the time, but it's a lot shorter now. And I spent pretty much every single day of my 15 year old summer to get where I am now with it.
I actually hung out with Daniel Gildenlow in a dream last night. We went and played ice hockey together (strange, because I've never played/watched the sport before) but then Frederik (the keyboardist) came at us with knives. I can't remember if he was joking or not, because the next moment woke up. I'd fallen asleep listening to PoS, so that was probably the cause of that dream.
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"No one wants to hear
what you dreamt about
unless you dreamt about them
Don't let that stop you
tell them anyway"
So I will.
I've had these dreams for a while now, ever since I've started my British Literature class, that take place during the...Victorian Era? Gregorian Era? I'm unsure...but leaning more toward Victorian. Who knows. In either case, I am somehow of wealth.
I know that it is what is said about every dream, but these are bizarre. Yet, in an almost tame way. Nothing fantastical happens that would defy the laws of the universe, but just the same, nothing is quite normal about them either. Oh, and they seem to follow a story. I've had story dreams before that have been vivid enough and cohesive enough to write down, but nothing like this.
It's a beautiful sort of world, really. Where realism is, at times, paralleled with romanticism. Myself in the dream, I am sometimes seen from the third person, and though I do my best to hold the posture and mannerisms of a gentleman, I slouch at times and absentmindedly unbutton my coat. In the latest dream, I have seen my love interest for the second time. She is pretty enough, and carries herself with a passing amount of grace. I watched her, through a window, as she walked alone the path from the lake to the house. She decided to sit on a bench under a tree, and reclined herself to read a book in a most unladylike fashion. People could see her, and she could be scolded, she is still young enough. And that attracts me, that she simply does not care. She is too sad.
I did not watch her for long, because I was only on that estate under the charade of an introductory tea with some family of hers. When I left, ...now I go a bit blank. But I remember changing my clothes and going to the whore house I stay at every night, more often than not on my own in the attic room. And I swear to god, what woke me up from my dream was the combination of the cold, the awful smell, and the sounds from the lower floors. And the weirdest thing was that I woke up in love.
This post is...incredibly well-written.
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Had my first (and only so far) lucid dream about a week ago Was a very unusual experience. I remember getting out of my bed and I noticed that in the painting on my wall, which is of a fire, there was no fire in it and I had a sudden realisation that I was dreaming. So I walked over to my other wall and leant on it, then stuck my head through the wall, looking into the other room. Very surreal. I was walking around my room thinking wow, I'm actually dreaming here. So I jumped out my window but I seemed to fall then I woke up. Wish I could have had more time to actually do something interesting or go to another planet or something rather just sticking my head in a wall. :-\ Not been able to do it since...Oh well, try again tonight. :)
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As weird as it sounds, when lucid dreaming, try not to do any jumping or falling while lucid dreaming. It takes a lot more brain activity to try and process things like gravity/impact/physics/etc. and the more consciously active your brain becomes the more you become awake.
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As weird as it sounds, when lucid dreaming, try not to do any jumping or falling while lucid dreaming. It takes a lot more brain activity to try and process things like gravity/impact/physics/etc. and the more consciously active your brain becomes the more you become awake.
Is there any good beginner method other than WILD for easy lucids? I've been trying with my dream journal and reality checking to get DILDs for about 4 months now but they've literally resulted in nothing. :sadpanda: I guess I'll wait till Easter holidays when I can lose lots of sleep and WILD.
Also, aggravating dream last night: I met my (super hot) History teacher at the airport, and she gave me 4 tickets to the Dave Matthews Band show I really want to go to this summer but can't, and then 3 of my friends turned up and we all set off for the show, and I was so happy that I thought 'this is too good to be true!' And then I realised it actually was and I woke up.
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Get a dream catcher. It works if you want it to.
When I was younger I used to have bad nightmares - not as bad as you but once or twice a week I would wake up absolutely terrified in the middle of the night, unable to fall back asleep. I bought a dream catcher, hoping it would work, and it did. From the moment I put it up I didn't have a single nightmare in two years. I still don't have too many of them.
I'm not saying this as a means of pointing at something and discrediting it. There are many things in this world that are "extraordinary" and who am I to question anything like that, however in a lot of cases things like rabbit's feet or DreamCatchers could simply be explained by a placebo effect. That is, they work, only when you give it the power to work. For example, a doc could give me pills that improve my memory. So I take them and suddenly I'm remembering a whole lot more so the pills work. I go back and tell him that and the doc tells me the pills were just asprin. My memory starts to fail again. I've talked with a few doctors about Placebo effects and it's VERY interesting. Not saying that this is the case here. Again, I don't want to step on something that actually is more than what I think it to be. I guess it's the same as a Crucifix warding off evil spirits in another person's eye. I guess one could call that a placebo while another really does see a lot more to it. Because I fall into that category I will never take away the "power" of some objects, however I still think about the placebo effect from time to time regardless because that phenomena is just as powerful.
It works if you want it to.
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I wanna lucid dream. Will I lucid dream if I get a dream catcher, just cuz I want it to? :neverusethis:
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I wanna lucid dream. Will I lucid dream if I get a dream catcher, just cuz I want it to? :neverusethis:
Well, actually, you could use it as a reminder. Like, keep it around and make sure that every time you see it it brings up the thought of lucid dreaming. Then, eventually it will show up in your dream, remind you of lucid dreaming, and the thought of that will hopefully trigger your memory of a lucid dream and make you realize that you are not awake. At least that's the theory. having "symbols" seem to work well for some people but I've always found them inefficient, as there is so much that could be running through your head, placing a gamble that a certain object might show up is hardly something you can count on.
As weird as it sounds, when lucid dreaming, try not to do any jumping or falling while lucid dreaming. It takes a lot more brain activity to try and process things like gravity/impact/physics/etc. and the more consciously active your brain becomes the more you become awake.
Is there any good beginner method other than WILD for easy lucids? I've been trying with my dream journal and reality checking to get DILDs for about 4 months now but they've literally resulted in nothing. :sadpanda: I guess I'll wait till Easter holidays when I can lose lots of sleep and WILD.
I'm afraid there is no real such thing as an easy lucid. The dream journal method was never completely effective for me either. One of the ways that can really stick with you, though, is the repetition method. I checked my watch at least 50 times a day for a solid month, and now in dreams I frequently check my watch and when the text is jumbled and indistinguishable I realized I am dreaming. Any sort of reality check like that is usually one of the easiest ways to establish a basis in lucid dreaming.
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Yeah I used to have an A written on my hand so whenever I saw it I'd question if I was dreaming or not, but it just never carried over to my dreams.
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Yeah I used to have an A written on my hand so whenever I saw it I'd question if I was dreaming or not, but it just never carried over to my dreams.
I tried this like 2 nights.. then forgot about it lol
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I won't say it's a system that won't work for anyone, because I speak based on only my personal experience with that method, and it seems to work better with others. You could do worse. For example, my friend wasted hundreds of dollars on a "lucid dreaming mask" that ended up being completely useless and a waste of money. Just a false shortcut.
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Lucid dreaming is very hit or miss with me.
Most of the time when I realize I'm dreaming, I wake up.
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Don't you just love insomnia?
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Funny in finding this thread yesterday. I had a dream last night that was kinda neat. I don't remember too much but I do remember that I did "adjust" a few things during the dream. I was arrested for attempting to steal from an ATM machine, however I was only an accomplice who was covering for a friend who did the actual hacking of the ATM. I got a arrested by someone I think I knew, but I never got the chance to figure this out. She brought me to a jail cell and I walked in. Inside was a rather large room but it was old, dungeon like, no furniture, or even a bed, dusty, white and spartan, one old barred window. I did not want to be in there. So what I did was I added a room with color. I have no idea how I did it, this room just suddenly appeared. It was lavishly furnished with leather chairs and a tv and a pool table. A few minutes after this a cat and a dog appear and I started to play with them. I was loving every minute of this. unfortunately I woke up a few minutes after this and was unable to return to it.
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When my mom woke me up this morning, I remember having that feeling that I did NOT want to wake up because my dream was just that awesome. After I finally got up, I couldn't remember what it was about (but really made no effort to) until I was eating breakfast and remembered that I had been eating dinner with George Carlin.
I don't remember details, but who cares?
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*stuff*
This post is...incredibly well-written.
takk
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When my mom woke me up this morning, I remember having that feeling that I did NOT want to wake up because my dream was just that awesome. After I finally got up, I couldn't remember what it was about (but really made no effort to) until I was eating breakfast and remembered that I had been eating dinner with George Carlin.
I don't remember details, but who cares?
Yeah, usually if I've had a really good dream I would just lay in bed for an hour reveling in the beauty of it and imagining what would happen next.
Dinner with George Carlin? :lol
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YOU'D BETTER BELIEVE IT
I have no idea how he appeared. But I'm not complaining.
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George Carlin is the one person in the world that I would give up my life to have dinner with.
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Him and Devy. Cole and I had a full-blown convo about whether we'd rather had dinner with James Hetfield or Devy. Both being die-hard Metallica fans,
we both picked Devy in a heartbeat. :lol
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I'd have dinner with Hetfield so I could fling mashed potatoes at him with my spoon.
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I-
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Hey Sarah, at least you picked the one with creativity and talent.
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FINE THEN
GEORGE CARLIN OR DEVY
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I have three psychologists in my family and they probably did some weird experiments on me when I was a kid, because my dreams are just really messed up and I remember them with an incredible frequency. Two years ago I started writing down every dream I had because the landscapes I saw in them were incredible and the plotlines were really weird. After doing it for some months, I started guessing what would happen on my next dream based on previous ones, and after a while I started guessing it all correctly. Then, when they repeated, I would realize in my dream that I was dreaming, therefore being able to do whatever I wanted. But for some reason, the stuff I "choose" to do in my dreams opens new possibilities that are out of my control, so it's kind of a recursion. Anyways, lately I've been "choosing" to do some pretty violent things in my dreams. I need to stop watching Dexter.
Also, kinda off-topic, but don't you hate when you remember something and you don't know if it was a dream or if it actually happened?
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When my mom woke me up this morning, I remember having that feeling that I did NOT want to wake up because my dream was just that awesome. After I finally got up, I couldn't remember what it was about (but really made no effort to) until I was eating breakfast and remembered that I had been eating dinner with George Carlin.
I don't remember details, but who cares?
Yeah, usually if I've had a really good dream I would just lay in bed for an hour reveling in the beauty of it and imagining what would happen next.
Dinner with George Carlin? :lol
I actually set my alarm to wake me up and then another alarm 30 minutes for me to actually get up. I enjoy waking up thinking about my dream and writing it down.
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GEORGE CARLIN OR DEVY
Tough call. My all time favorite person, period, or one of my all time favorite musicians. I could find a ton of shit to talk about with Devy, mostly how in the hell he manages to write consistently flawless music. If I were to have dinner with Carlin, I wouldn't have to ask many questions because we're already on the exact same wavelength.
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You'd have to bring him back to life first. GC is freaking epically down to earth guy. At least if I can jduge by the 3hr life-story he told through Archive TV. :P
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I think I had the greatest lucid dream ever yesterday. I've been waking myself up 3 hours into every sleep for the purpose of more vivid dreaming, and fucking hell, did it pay off. It was one of the most graphic and detailed dreams I've ever had, and definitely the most enjoyable.
So I was driving this girl somewhere. I didn't know where, but I kind of knew anyways without knowing. For some reason, she was in a blanket. There was a bed in the back of the car. We talked the whole time, but I can't remember what we talked about for the life of me. I was noticing in my minds eye how odd the landscape changes were, and I think I sort of half-realized the dream here. However, my lucidity was not strong enough yet. When I got there, it was a brick house in an urban area. Apparently it was her house. Then, when I went and helped her out of the car, everything had changed to being a barn in a rural area. She seemed upset by this, so I said "I'll change it back" and tried to focus hard on changing it.
I think this added level of mental intensity suddenly lead to all the subtle hints the dream had been giving rushing in at once. I've never been completely aware of all the components of a lucid dream before, but this time I was. I knew my time was limited, so I wasted only a few dream seconds in reveling over my lucidity. It was all about that feeling. Then, when I looked up, the setting was now a picture perfect golden field. I was at the bottom of a massive hill, with only a dirt road running down and a huge, lush jungle at the top with a sort of fluorescent glow and huge, huge trees. It was the perfect surrounding. The first thing I thought was "fly." So I simply jumped up on top of the tower, which grew higher than the empire state building, and tried to fly. Unfortunately, I did not succeed in blocking gravity from my subconscious, so I sort of glided down and landed softly at the top of the hill. A good friend of mine was at the top of that hill, and apparently he was looking for food, but I didn't have time for that. I figured I might have some fun with my newfound incredible jumping abilities. This is where the fun really happened. I would get a running start and push off of the hill, and then go flying thousands of feet through the air. In the middle of the jump, I found I could twist and turn myself any odd way, so I was doing back flips and front flips and spins, and yes, barrel rolls. So I did this a whole bunch of times, and then decided to try flying. The tower was now incomprehensibly giant and massive, it seemed miles in the air. I leapt up with no problem however. I was now up in the stratosphere, but I was not afraid to jump, so I did. I plummeted straight down, trying to level out and fly, and I only succeeded in doing so a few meters from the ground. I whizzed straight into the jungle and rolled to a halt on a soft patch of grass. The next thing I remember was being in the middle, overcrowded city. I leapt across a few buildings for fun, but then everything began collapsing. The trees and skyscrapers fell. I woke up, stunned and amazed.
I really just shared today's edition of my dream journal, but this one was particularly special.
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Awww, I'm jealous.
I'm still struggling with my dream recall abilities. The nights before this one I remembered entire dreams three nights in a row, which I see as progress. From this night I remember nothing, though.
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Flying is cool and all, but seriously, if I'm in a beautiful field alone with a girl wearing nothing but a blanket, and I can basically control anything that happens, flying away is not the first thing that comes to mind.
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I can now remember my dreams from almost every night. It's awesome. Now when I have good dream recall, I can soon move on to identifying dreamsigns, and hopefully start having lucid dreams. I'm excited! :biggrin:
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I saw your face in all my dreams
The greatest thing I've ever seen
Sent crazy shivers up and down my spine
It was like yesterday
If only I could make you stay
I wish that I could see you one more time
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Had a lucid dream the other night, first time in a while. Pretty ridiculous, X-rated stuff that would only further cement my reputation as the resident perv, plus it was only a dream, so not much point in going into detail. But it was pretty fun, and lasted a while, too, which was cool.
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Had a lucid dream the other night, first time in a while. Pretty ridiculous, X-rated stuff that would only further cement my reputation as the resident perv, plus it was only a dream, so not much point in going into detail. But it was pretty fun, and lasted a while, too, which was cool.
Lol. ... so why you posting about it....
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lol
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I can now remember my dreams from almost every night. It's awesome. Now when I have good dream recall, I can soon move on to identifying dreamsigns, and hopefully start having lucid dreams. I'm excited! :biggrin:
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Good luck! There's no better feeling than the first time you're actually really in control.
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Had a lucid dream the other night, first time in a while. Pretty ridiculous, X-rated stuff that would only further cement my reputation as the resident perv, plus it was only a dream, so not much point in going into detail. But it was pretty fun, and lasted a while, too, which was cool.
Lol. ... so why you posting about it....
I don't know. People were talking about lucid dreams, and I actually had one, so I thought I'd mention it. Then I realized that the subject matter was exactly what a lot of people would've guessed I would have lucid dreams about, and suddenly it seemed kinda dumb to say "I did this, then I did this..." when it's all just a dream anyway. You're right. It probably would've been better not to mention it at all.
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For the first time in a long time...everything was right in my world...and then I woke up...
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I've been trying for around 6 months to lucid dream now, with no success, so I've basically given up. I'm gonna try a WILD tonight though. My recall is also pretty poor, any tips?
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I've been trying for around 6 months to lucid dream now, with no success, so I've basically given up. I'm gonna try a WILD tonight though. My recall is also pretty poor, any tips?
Er... make sure not to get too conscious during your first waking. I think you mentioned that you have problems going back to sleep. Account for that by making your in-between waking brief, maybe going to the bathroom so it is not cut shorter than need be.
WILD doesn't have as much to do with recalling, so you're probably safe there. Just remember to think about lucid dreaming a lot leading up to it.
https://www.dreamviews.com/wiki/WILD-The-Five-Phases-Of-WILD
I think I've posted this article before, but this guy explains thing better than I could, probably. Good luck!
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I've been having nightmares for a while now but this past week it's become overwhelming.
I have had the most vivid and intense dreams I've ever experienced this past week, so much so that I can't sleep.
I'm tired :(
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Best dreams I've ever had:
Flying dreams. WOOOOOT! They're so much effing fun! Mostly I dream that I can jump, and fly for a few seconds, and then I'll land again, but once I had a full blown flying dream. It was SO cool.
Also, I had a dream where I controlled everything. I realized I was dreaming, and then I decided to do everything that I would NEVER EVER do in real life. First, I shaved my head. Then, I flushed my fish down the toilet. (In my dream, I considered chopping up my 4 pet snakes, but I decided that I wouldn't in case I wasn't actually dreaming, and then I would have to commit suicide because I love them so much) And then lastly, I ran around my house naked.
Worst dreams I've ever had:
I once dreamt that I was in the mall with Miley Cyrus and I was stark naked. I also have dreams that I go around topless. I'm most self conscious above-waist so that's probably why. (Because I think know I'm fat)
Ughhh, I once had a dream that I................................I had sex with.......
Never mind. It's too embarrassing. :'(
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I had a dream earlier this week, where I was lifted up by a choir of angels, and we flew around the globe together. We would fly to different area's and initially observe things from a very high view, and then swoop down to about 30 feet or so, and the angels would then show me how they would influence the decisions or outcomes of the people we were observing. There were also shadowy figures that we could only make out from the periphery that negatively were constantly influencing these same people, and they outnumbered the angels at least a thousand to one. They had NO impact or influence on the angels in any way, and in fact kept their distance from us, and one of the angels spoke to me and told me that since the angels were so powerful it only took a few angels compared to the thousands of "others", to wage this human chess match. However, the angels were always busy, and in the end, man still had free will to make his own choice; so their efforts weren't always successful. We were observing major moments of Earthly conflict opportunties; things like decisions to go to war, and influences on various nations. I was led to believe there were lessor angels who dealt constantly with everyone. I also got the sense that the world was basically overun with the "others", and was a cesspool of these things in some spiritual arms race. I was asked if I would like to join these righteous commandos one day, and I said "Yes". I was told I was destined to join them, but my actions on Earth would dictate my living out my destiny in the afterlife, but I had not earned my destiny yet, and had some work to do to get back on track. The whole thing was very peaceful, but I was told that mans time on Earth was running out, and therefore there was this sort of chill in the air. Kind of the feeling you get in the autumn when it's still warm outside, but you can sense winter on the horizon. I awoke refreshed.
What a weird dream! I had some hot salsa with dinner. Wow!
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I've been trying for around 6 months to lucid dream now, with no success, so I've basically given up. I'm gonna try a WILD tonight though. My recall is also pretty poor, any tips?
For your dream recall: The dream journal is the best way. You need to carefully record your dreams - fragments, even, whatever you remember. Every time you wake up, your first thought should be "What did I just dream?" Don't move more than necessary, that might make you forget, and don't start thinking about other things. Lie still and try to recall the dream (without falling asleep again, that was my problem in the beginning). When you think you remember as much as possible, get up and record it in the journal - if you don't have the time, write down some key words, and write it all down later.
The alarm clock trick may work as well. Set an alarm on a time when you're probably in REM sleep, this means in 90 minutes intervals after you fall asleep - 3, 4.5, 6 hours after. Dreams are generally easier to remember if you wake up in the middle of them. This didn't help me a lot, since I found it really hard to remember or I'd fall asleep again immediately, but one night I remembered a dream, and after that my dream recall was significantly improved. I haven't had to wake myself up since then. Coincidence? I can't tell.
I had a weird dream tonight. In the dream, I realized I was about to get raped by two guys in the woods. Instead of freaking out, I thought "... well, it's not rape if I'm willing!" and didn't resist at all. In the middle of it, Johnny Depp dressed as Jack Sparrow walked by, and I waved at him and yelled some stuff and he just smiled and continued walking, so I got up and followed him, still naked. I'm really weird in my dreams. :\
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Had a dream the other night that KrotchRaut became either Skydivingninja's or Sonatafanica's favorite band. Cool right? :neverusethis:
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My internet's been out for three days. I had a dream last night that I finally got on Facebook and had 14 notifications. My internet got fixed today and I went on Facebook and had 14 notifications. :o
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Maybe you're clairvoyant or something.
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Maybe you're clairvoyant or something.
That's not the first time things like this have happened... :justjen
lolz
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I had a dream that was part zombie apocolypse part Dexter the other night. Cole and Perpetual Change were there as well, it was pretty weird. Don't remember much else besides Cole saying something stupid and everyone shitting on him for it.
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Tonight, I had a glimpse of a lucid dream!
I dreamed I was at a Dark Tranquillity concert. Mikael Stanne, the singer, came off stage afterwards, and we started to hang out. He was drunk for some reason and tried giving me money - he put a few 100 crowns bills in my pocket. I took them out because I thought I couldn't take his money, but when I looked at it in my hand, I noticed it looked weird. The bills were way too small and had none of the usual pictures/text on it. That was when I thought "This does not make sense. This is a dream." Naturally I became very excited, and I started slipping out of the dream because of that - I tried spinning and all that but I still woke up.
It's still awesome because now I know I can do it! :biggrin:
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Alright, last night I went to sleep really chemically unbalanced in my brain and depressed and sick and whatever and had this absolute barrage of fever dreams.
The first had something to do with Harry Potter, but the one after that was way better so I won't waste time on it
The big dream of the night was really clear and powerful. I watched without perspective from afar at a huge universe full of reason and logic and without predictability. There was plenty of space as we know it, but there were also these huge light purple clouds all around as well, billions of lightyears across.
Suddenly, a black hole appeared and began to pull things toward it as a time lapse of eons per second made the huge act pass right before my eyes.
As the objects (stars mostly) approached the center, the different affects of relativity took over and time stood almost completely still as more and more things packed toward it. As everything gathered in the center, unimaginable amounts of compression took place and forced all of the mass together into a single ball.
Finally, after unimaginable expanses of time, the center of the black hole collapsed and took with it all of the things it had pulled in. I then saw where all of that mass went inside the black hole. There was nothing but complete black and that infernal ball of matter the size of a microbe.
And just then, the pressure from the black hole was gone and all of the matter shot out in every direction in an incredible explosion as eon after eon passed in the blink of an eye.
And I watched as clouds of dust formed stars and stars died to form other stars and matter in absolute chaos.
Then I watched as right before me a star caught in its gravity several planets.
One of them was harshly volcanic and poisonous, and within moments flooded with water and became Earth.
I woke up screaming in my mind,
THAT'S why there's no source of anything
there are infinite universes feeding into each other through black holes in the universes that occupied them before
it's all chaos
we live in a black hole from which there is no escape
i need to stop dreaming
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whoa
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Alright, last night I went to sleep really chemically unbalanced in my brain and depressed and sick and whatever and had this absolute barrage of fever dreams.
The first had something to do with Harry Potter, but the one after that was way better so I won't waste time on it
The big dream of the night was really clear and powerful. I watched without perspective from afar at a huge universe full of reason and logic and without predictability. There was plenty of space as we know it, but there were also these huge light purple clouds all around as well, billions of lightyears across.
Suddenly, a black hole appeared and began to pull things toward it as a time lapse of eons per second made the huge act pass right before my eyes.
As the objects (stars mostly) approached the center, the different affects of relativity took over and time stood almost completely still as more and more things packed toward it. As everything gathered in the center, unimaginable amounts of compression took place and forced all of the mass together into a single ball.
Finally, after unimaginable expanses of time, the center of the black hole collapsed and took with it all of the things it had pulled in. I then saw where all of that mass went inside the black hole. There was nothing but complete black and that infernal ball of matter the size of a microbe.
And just then, the pressure from the black hole was gone and all of the matter shot out in every direction in an incredible explosion as eon after eon passed in the blink of an eye.
And I watched as clouds of dust formed stars and stars died to form other stars and matter in absolute chaos.
Then I watched as right before me a star caught in its gravity several planets.
One of them was harshly volcanic and poisonous, and within moments flooded with water and became Earth.
I woke up screaming in my mind,
THAT'S why there's no source of anything
there are infinite universes feeding into each other through black holes in the universes that occupied them before
it's all chaos
we live in a black hole from which there is no escape
i need to stop dreaming
dreams are just dreams...nothing more, nothing less. THEY AREN'T REAL.
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dreams are just dreams...nothing more, nothing less. THEY AREN'T REAL.
That depends on how you define real.
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dreams are just dreams...nothing more, nothing less. THEY AREN'T REAL.
That depends on how you define real.
im curious, in all seriousness, you guys seriously, truly believe that dreams "tell us something about ourselves" and that "they mean something"?
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What does analyzing dreams have to do with being afraid or weak?
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Ricky
what the fuck are you talking about
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im curious, in all seriousness, you guys seriously, truly believe that dreams "tell us something about ourselves" and that "they mean something"?
I don't think they mean anything. They are far to rediculous most of the time to have any real meaning. I had a dream once that I was eating dolphin cereal. Mini living dolphins were swimming around in the bowl.
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i just re-read what i wrote last night, and it did come off as kind of brash. sorry about that, guys. i edited the posts so that they don't seem so asshole-ish.
there's reason why i am so passionate about this subject.
2 weeks ago a buddy i work with was hit head on by a car while riding his bicycle down a busy road. he escaped with minor injuries, thank god. So yesterday at work, i was chatting with another coworker who had no idea about the incident. After i told her what happened, she told me that the day before the wreck happened she had a dream and that in it, that exact coworker had got hit by a car.
It kind of made me angry, how she thought she could predict something like that. Anyways, it gives you more insight into how i feel.
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Alright, last night I went to sleep really chemically unbalanced in my brain and depressed and sick and whatever and had this absolute barrage of fever dreams.
The first had something to do with Harry Potter, but the one after that was way better so I won't waste time on it
The big dream of the night was really clear and powerful. I watched without perspective from afar at a huge universe full of reason and logic and without predictability. There was plenty of space as we know it, but there were also these huge light purple clouds all around as well, billions of lightyears across.
Suddenly, a black hole appeared and began to pull things toward it as a time lapse of eons per second made the huge act pass right before my eyes.
As the objects (stars mostly) approached the center, the different affects of relativity took over and time stood almost completely still as more and more things packed toward it. As everything gathered in the center, unimaginable amounts of compression took place and forced all of the mass together into a single ball.
Finally, after unimaginable expanses of time, the center of the black hole collapsed and took with it all of the things it had pulled in. I then saw where all of that mass went inside the black hole. There was nothing but complete black and that infernal ball of matter the size of a microbe.
And just then, the pressure from the black hole was gone and all of the matter shot out in every direction in an incredible explosion as eon after eon passed in the blink of an eye.
And I watched as clouds of dust formed stars and stars died to form other stars and matter in absolute chaos.
Then I watched as right before me a star caught in its gravity several planets.
One of them was harshly volcanic and poisonous, and within moments flooded with water and became Earth.
I woke up screaming in my mind,
THAT'S why there's no source of anything
there are infinite universes feeding into each other through black holes in the universes that occupied them before
it's all chaos
we live in a black hole from which there is no escape
i need to stop dreaming
I wanna hear the Harry Potter one.
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2 weeks ago a buddy i work with was hit head on by a car while riding his bicycle down a busy road. he escaped with minor injuries, thank god. So yesterday at work, i was chatting with another coworker who had no idea about the incident. After i told her what happened, she told me that the day before the wreck happened she had a dream and that in it, that exact coworker had got hit by a car.
That's always freaky when that happens, and while it's tempting to write it off as "just a coincidence" I always wonder yeah, but what if it's not?
A friend of mine had a dream one time where he was walking home from somewhere, and noticed someone following him. He started walking faster, then running, as the person chased him. The person shot at him just as he was getting to the front door of his house, and in the dream, he could feel the bullets hit him. Then the phone rang in real life, waking him up.
It was his sister calling. She had just gotten shot at by someone. They had followed her and shot at her, barely missing her just as she got in the front door of her apartment building. She called the police, then called home to talk to mom because she was still really freaked out. Coincidence?
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Wow that's weird.
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Yeah, that's what I mean when I say What if it's not just coincidence? What if there's some kind of connection that allowed him to "sense" what was happening to his sister, and it manifested itself as a dream? He was dreaming about it happening to him while it was happening to her in real life at the same time.
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Resurrecting this thread from long ago because I had a pretty cool dream that I wanted to share.
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I was at the mall with my wife and kids. My son is now 20 and my daughter is 14, but they will always be "the kids" to me. Up ahead of us, there's this guy about my son's age standing there looking at us, actually looking at my son. He doesn't look particularly tough, but he does look pissed about something.
My son gets this look of disappointment and says "What, you want to do this now?"
Four other guys appear, friends of the first guy. They're all about 20, and all pretty good-sized guys. Two of them are wearing green and gold varsity jackets. My son's high school colors were green and gold; these guys were on the football team.
My son says sarcastically "Oh, you brought your army with you. That's fair."
I glance over at my wife and daughter and wave them back. My wife puts her arm around our daughter and they move away.
There are two kinds of dreams. Sometimes, there's crazy shit happening. You can fly, or breathe underwater, or lift cars with your bare hands or something. These can be fun if, while still in the dream, you figure out that's it not real and take advantage of it.
Then there's the kind where things are very realistic, and everything is playing out just as it would if you were to encounter such a situation in real life. This dream was the second kind. High level of detail, none of the floaty, surreal feeling. To me it was all real.
My son is in trouble. Whatever he did, he's got five guys pissed off enough to beat the shit out of him right here in the mall. They've spread out a bit, mostly encircling us.
Now, much has been said about my appearance. I'm full Asian and have some pretty ridiculous facial hair, and people say I look "badass". But the truth is, I'm a pacifist and have no idea how to fight. These guys will probably beat the shit out of both of us.
But they don't know that!
I stand next to my son and adopt a defensive pose. When this all started happening, we were nearing the food court, and I had pulled my wallet out to see how much cash I have, maybe we could grab something to eat. I realize that I'm still standing there with my wallet in my hand, so I put it back in my pocket. While I'm doing this, one of the guys comes up behind me. I turn quickly and make eye contact with him, and he backs up.
My strategy is now to simply scare the fuck out of them. I cannot actually take on five guys like in a Bruce Lee movie, but I will convince them that I can and that starting something with my son, with me there, is the worst mistake they've made in their lives.
My son is holding a knife in one hand (the hand nearer to me). Really? I cover his hand with mine so he can feel it, and take the knife. It's a smooth transfer; he knows that it will probably do more good in my hand than in his.
The guys have started slowly stepping forward, cautiously but deliberately. I dash forward and in about half a second, I grab the leader by the arm, slam his against the nearest wall, and stick the knife against his neck just under the jaw. I press the tip in with just enough force to break the skin; I can see a little red spot. "Do you feel that?" I ask. "Kinda sharp, isn't it? Maybe I should..." and I press just a little harder. Blood starts trickling down his neck. Not the greatest dialogue, but I didn't have a lot of time to think up anything better.
I look at the others, who are now not nearly as sure of themselves as they were a second ago. They start backing away.
Suddenly, Sammy Hagar starts screaming/singing something that takes me a second to recognize. It's a Van Halen song. My "alarm" has gone off. (Start the day with tunes, of course.) I wake up.
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So that was interesting. Obviously it was just a dream, but in the dream, I didn't know that. I felt kinda proud of the way I handled it, and felt the need to share, even if none of it really happened.
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I love when you use music as an alarm clock and you can hear the song in your dreams. Shit's so cash.
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I agree. It's totally beast.
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Dreams are such a weird thing.
I don't even know if they even serve a purpose.
Whether you believe in Creation or Evolution - either one doesn't really explain why they happen.
Just random make believe images in your brain when you sleep ? ???
They're just bizarre.
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When I was 14 up until a few years ago, I was heavily into lucid dreaming and it used to happen regularily, sometimes multiple times in one night. It really is astonishing what you can experience in this state. The emotions and the feelings are so much more intense and complex, there's really no way to explain it to someone unless they've felt it too. When we are kids our imagination is running wild and we think of all these fictional things that we wish we could do. Whatever our imagination can comprehend, it's possible to do in a dream.
I've always felt that dreams are an extension of our imagination and our subconscious. Things that happen in waking life, big or small, significant or pointless, have an effect on us. Dreams are something of a tool that our brain uses in order to see different outcomes, different situations, different effects. That's not to take any meaning away, dreams are extremely deep and complicated.
I'm only alive today because my lucid dreams saved my life. If I hadn't been able to fly, swim, do all the things I'm not able to do in waking life, I would have ended my life. It was an extremely dark time for me and I am certain I would have went through with it. That is why dreams are so important to me. Nothing I do here will ever compare to the lucid experiences I've had... completely beyond comprehension...
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The dreams i've had when I've been depressed were even worse than being awake.
I hate life.
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So I didn't want to start a brand new thread for Sleepwalking/waking dreams so I'm gonna put this in here.
I just started 2 new jobs two weeks ago. One is in retail Pharmacy and the other is in Hospital Pharmacy. Between the 2 jobs I've been working 12 hour days, 7 days a week and the constant amount of time devoted to these jobs has spilled over into my dreams, or waking dreams in this case.
In a total subconscious daze, I have been getting out of bed at like 3:30am each night, turning on the light and have been re-creating the actions of my jobs with the random objects on my night-stand. Like for example, I had some guitar picks on my night stand and I have been counting them out as if they were medication pills. Or I have been lying in bed having the "feeling" that the bed was in the Pharmacy and I was surrounded by Pharmacists and felt the strong urge to get out of bed and get to work. Its a very surreal feeling.
Its relatively harmless, but its just something I wanted to share. Anyone else ever experience anything like this?
I also used to have really bad night terrors as a kid as well, so I just felt like I should throw that out there too.
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I was in some library. It was gigantic. I was looking for someone named Scott. And then I remember picking up a book and hugging some random girl. Then I get out of this building and get into someone's car. That was it. Whose car was it? Find out in the next episode of... Lolzeez's dreams!
But seriously,this was weird. Anyone here with the name Scott?
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Occasionally I have dreams so wacky that one of my friends has even started writing short stories based on them.
I remember distinctly one where I was in a bond-esque type film, set in a city which had a rainforest growing amongst it (like one of those cambodian cities does, except it was a high-rise office type city). Naturally, all the bad guys were Morpheus from The Matrix, armed with crossbows.
There was some bit where I got captured by the Morpheuses, as did some young woman, who for some reason was without clothes. She shouted something at one of the morpheuses along the lines of "Eat your slimy human mucus" or something, knocked him out and then we escaped on a zip wire, and as one morpheus tried to shoot us from that window, another one accidentally shot himself in the arm.
...And then I was in the cinema, watching this film with friends, and one of them was cowering away (because of the arm shot), and there was something about a train, and someone commented "Don't worry, it's not Quantum Of Solace".
And then I woke up. I was very confused.
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I don't remember the very start of my dream, but the first thing I remember, I'm at my primary school, and the teenage mutant ninja turtles are there, and they're fighting against some other group of 4 turtle characters that are a rip-off of them.
Then next thing, I'm with Elizabeth Banks for some reason, and Michael Bay is filming the new ninja turtles movie in the school playground, which mostly appears to be a giant game of soccer.
Then Elizabeth Banks tells me that she has a piece of paper with proof that Michael Bay doesn't hold the rights to film the new turtles movie, and they only have 2-3 days to sort out the issue before the rights to continue making the movie run out. So she was meeting with Michael Bay on the playground to come to an arrangement.
So Michael Bay meets up with us, and he's giving us a bit of a tour of the set to be friendly, and asks us what it's going to take to make us drop the issue and let them finish filming the movie. He's making worthless offers to get us to settle.
The first offer is to have us as an extra in the soccer game. I'm not into sport at all, so I'm not interested in his offer. I think his next offer was to be an extra with a line of dialog. I really just wanted money, so I wasn't interested in that either. He offers a couple of other worthless things that I don't care about. Trying to sound as apathetic towards his offers as possible, I said that we wanted to go away for a bit and think about it.
I walk aside with Elizabeth Banks and we discuss the offers. I told her I wasn't interested in being an offer, and then the idea came up about asking for my own comedy movie for some reason. Then she said we better decide quickly before it's too late and they can't make the movie anyway and we lose any chance of gaining from it. Then I asked her to hand me the evidence she had. It was a small scrap of paper, and written on it was something like "They don't know you in Brain". I didn't understand it. Apparently Brain was a place where they hadn't heard of the ninja turtles and thus the copyright wouldn't be valid, but it turns out she'd copied it wrong, and it was supposed to be Brian, not Brain. Michael Bay's researchers couldn't find a place called Brain in their research, so they were scared that it was a valid complaint, and wanted to hide all evidence.
So then I realized we better come to a deal really quickly before anybody notices that we're completely bluffing. As we're walking back, Michael Bay yells out "we'll throw in 15 million dollars". I stop right away and before he even finishes his sentence I say "we're ready to settle".
I try to remain as calm as I can, and say "I'm not interested in being an extra. I'm not into sports, or acting, so that doesn't interest me. We will just take the money, which we find acceptable." He says "deal".
So Elizabeth Banks then says "I guess we don't need this then" and rips up the piece of paper. Then Michael Bay realizes we now have nothing, and tries not to give it away by saying "well now that we''re in agreement, let's come back in a few days to sign the contracts", knowing that by then he'll be safe. I try to push to sign the contract now, realizing we're screwed.
So I do the only thing I can do. I rewind time to before he realizes. Then suddenly the dream turns into a reality show with me with a family with kids living in a run down house in the corner of the school hoping to get the money to fix up our house and feed our kids or something. The dream kind of drifted off there, and I woke up.
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In last night's dream, I was visiting someone's house, and I needed to pee, so I went to the bathroom. There was no toilet, just a sinkhole in the ground where you pee. The floor was covered in pee. I got down on my knees to make it easier to pee on the hole, trying to avoid kneeling in pee. I started peeing, and I was peeing blue cum (or maybe it was blue milk, Star Wars style). Then I realize that there was a cat in the room, so this black cat walks right in front of where I was peeing, so I pee on the cat to get it to go away, because cats hate being wet, especially when it's blue cum, right?
But it just stands there instead just beside me, so I'm peeing all over this cat, so I figure it might annoy it if I pee on its face, but it just yawns, so I pee in its mouth. But it just sits there. So now I'm just dreaming I'm peeing blue cum into a cat's mouth. WTF brain?
Then I have another dream where it's like school, but not. My teacher is some old Asian dude from an Indian movie I watched recently. He gave me some extra folder of "work" to take home, but when I opened it, it was some letter about him that indicates I might be his son.
Then in the rest of the dream, it's an FPS game. I'm hold a holographic virtual reality gun that looks like it's from a video game, and I'm just walking around shooting people, but I don't think it was actually hurting them since it wasn't a real gun. I think it just overlaid VR bullet shots and sparks etc.
Then a bunch of dudes got pissed off, so they all started walking menacingly towards me, and I was shooting, but it wasn't doing anything, since it wasn't a real gun. Then I think the dream ended.
I swear I'm not this fucked up.
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Just curious, when it comes to dreaming are you guys able to:
1. be aware you are dreaming?
2. Can you actually affect the dream at all or at the very least wake yourself up if you don't like where the dream is going?
The other night I was having the typical all over the place kind of dream, but it went in a direction that became very painful and I woke myself up. That's one thing I am grateful for is that I can wake myself up if need be. Typically I am not aware I am dreaming and can't affect them otherwise.
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1. Yes.
2. Yes - I can change it or wake myself up if it doesn't go the way I want.
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Anyone have more vivid dreams when they are sick? I'm fighting a virus - boo - and last night I had a whopper of a stress dream. I was on vacation and I started to get emails from various social media acquaintances that they were getting Paypal payments from me for $100. So not friends or family, just people from my email list who I know only from social media contacts.
Well, naturally in my dream I start to panic. Someone hacked my Paypal account and email contacts and is distributing funds from my bank account. I'm trying to log onto my Paypal account to shut it down but because I'm on vacation, I don't have a secure wi-fi and I keep getting tossed out. I jump in the car to drive to a computer repair shop and suddenly I'm back in my home town but it's night time now and the shop is closed. I also keep running into people who are thanking me for the money! Every thing I try, every where I go, I cannot stop the hackers.
When my alarm goes off, I'm in a cold sweat and in a panic. And all day I feel like I've got this horrible nagging feeling like something very bad is going to happen if I don't do something. But what?
Fuck it - I think I need a sick day and a :chill pill.
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YES. I got sick a month or so ago - flu-like symtoms (chills, fever, body aches, etc.) and for the two days (or so) before the chills/fever broke, I had some whack dreams. Not whack as in dark or erotic or anything, just really vivid and not very linear.