Dreams

hyperballad wrote:

the night before that, I dreamt that I was having sex in my room and was worried that my dad would catch me. the other dream I had that night was that I was having an affair with Barack Obama and was very scared that he would get caught.

Guilty conscience?

My dream, last night:

My two friends and I were watching a movie (a horror movie), and I was absolutely terrified by it. The movie was the second in a series, and was about this creature who had a relatively normal, human body, but its head looked like a giant, paper mache, scary as fuck (but also ridiculously hilarious) clown. Only without the nose thing and the green hair (I remember constantly making the connection to It (even though I've never seen the movie) in my dream).

Anyways, it started off with this professor, who had been the surviving character in the first of the series, and he was helping his student with some homework. Suddenly, the antagonist starts sawing through the wall (to weaken it, so it could break through), and I guess this was its signature thing, 'cause the professor immediately recognized it as the thing coming for them, so he tells his student to run... Anyways, the thing breaks into the room, and grabs the professor, and the last thing I saw in that scene was the thing opening its mouth really massively, and biting about 3/4 of the professor's head. The thing about the creature is that it can take on the form of the people it kills, or something.

So the next scene is the girl at her home (with a fucking MASSIVE family), who kind of notice that she's acting weird - for some reason she was acting like the professor. I guess the people knew about the creature, because they figure out that she IS the creature (it's implied that the girl is killed, I guess). Anyways, she starts chasing them all about the house, and she gets close to somebody... and then that part of the dream stopped.

After that, the same friends and I went out, into the neighbourhood, and caused havoc. We were running about and playing ring-and-run, and all that. And I was quite terrified that the thing from the movie would come after us.

Anyways, that was my dream. Kind of intense.

So, one of my friends told me that if I ate bananas, it would give me a nightmare. Last night, before going to bed, I ate 3 bananas. Unfortunately, it didn't work.

I had the weirdest dream last night, it involved a couple forum members so I figured I'd share it. It was sick and fucked up too so you probably shouldn't read this post.

So in the dream Justin, me, and two forum members who will remain anonymous because this is so bizarre were on some big metal platform. There was a big metal pillar in the middle of the platform that was holding it up and the platform slowly spun around it like a merry-go-round. One of the anonymous forum members had some weird dildo that was shaped like a wang but then had a little point on it, and it could open up like a Choke Pear. All I remember happening in the dream was this forum member taking the dildo and sticking it in his pee hole (hence why it had a little point on the end, to help get it in) and then opening it up while it was in there. He did it a few times, his wang just stretched. The other forum member was just there, I don't remember him doing anything. The whole time Justin and I were just like "WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?" That was the whole dream. I'm still kinda what the fucking over it. Not sure if I should have shared that....

SirIan wrote:

I had the weirdest dream last night, it involved a couple forum members so I figured I'd share it. It was sick and fucked up too so you probably shouldn't read this post.

So in the dream Justin, me, and two forum members who will remain anonymous because this is so bizarre were on some big metal platform. There was a big metal pillar in the middle of the platform that was holding it up and the platform slowly spun around it like a merry-go-round. One of the anonymous forum members had some weird dildo that was shaped like a wang but then had a little point on it, and it could open up like a Choke Pear. All I remember happening in the dream was this forum member taking the dildo and sticking it in his pee hole (hence why it had a little point on the end, to help get it in) and then opening it up while it was in there. He did it a few times, his wang just stretched. The other forum member was just there, I don't remember him doing anything. The whole time Justin and I were just like "WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?" That was the whole dream. I'm still kinda what the fucking over it. Not sure if I should have shared that....

I kind of wish you hadn't, but then it's like a movie you know you don't want to watch and do so anyways. Thank you, my brain is now stuck on trying to imagine stretch marks would look or work on a penis. It's actually a little amusing.


I keep having this dream where I am stuck in a room full of bright colored toys, and when I say full I mean stuffed so full I couldn't find the floor. It's like those ball things that kids poo in all the time. Anyways, I never escape but when I wake up, I'm halfway out of my shirt and stuck. I had this dream all last winter, my subconcious refuses to let me be warm.

Some times ago I dreamed that I bought something in a supermarket and one of my teachers was on the cash register

I just had the oddest dream.

It started off with my sister bugging me to get ready for something, then this dude showed up wanting us to fill out information cards in case we got kidnapped. Kayla (my sister) through a bitch fit and then dude thought it was a good idea to find all the mold in the apartment. Not the kind in your fridge, the kind from water damage. Then did a whole google and started explaining it so we were all 'screw it' and left.

Apparently the place we had to be at so urgently was an indoor pool by the beach to meet up with the family. Where I quickly spotted Caldwell

I had my giggle fit and went to swim, but as soon as I started the back stroke I got water in my mouth and proceeded to sink like a rock and was too weak to push myself up.

Caldwell saved me after a couple of repeats of drowning where I woke up in the hospital sun burnt and talked to my mother before I once again had trouble breathing.

Then I woke up on a ventalator, found out I had chicken pox, and smoked a cigarette with my mother while still intibutated.

Needles to say that ended badly and I somehow accidently un-intubated myself. Then I was violently sick, again with the not breathing, only to find out I also had swine flu.

THis is when I woke up with the wtf.


I know where most of this dream is from, but I have no idea what was up with the drowning/not breathing gig.

Did anyone ever have a lucid dream? Thats the dream where you know your in a dream, and can interact and do whatever you want.

I really really really want to have one.

himynameisnick wrote:

Did anyone ever have a lucid dream? Thats the dream where you know your in a dream, and can interact and do whatever you want.

I really really really want to have one.

I've had a couple where toward the end I realize I'm dreaming and go back and change some act in my dream.

None where I actually think to read a book or talk to someone, which is some of the oddest thing you can do.

I read up on it a little and apparently there's a lot of ways that you can train yourself into having one.

Kam wrote:

himynameisnick wrote:

Did anyone ever have a lucid dream? Thats the dream where you know your in a dream, and can interact and do whatever you want.

I really really really want to have one.

I've had a couple where toward the end I realize I'm dreaming and go back and change some act in my dream.

None where I actually think to read a book or talk to someone, which is some of the oddest thing you can do.

I read up on it a little and apparently there's a lot of ways that you can train yourself into having one.

Yeah I kinda looked at it too. I might keep a dream journal, but I don't usually remember my dreams.

You can buy a Novadream you, that alerts you that your having a dream..during a dream. Whoa.

And talking to someone is weird in a dream?

I did a crap load of resource awhile back and apparently if you turn around and talk to some random person they'll say something wierd or gibberish. THe same if you try to read a book, street sign, anything.

The best thing I found was writing L and R on your hand continuously for a while so that when you're dreaming and they don't follow it's supposed to make you realize you're dreaming. Everytime I realize I'm dreaming its because the tattoos on my arm are always missing.


Also a cheap way is to apparently just set your alarm for every three hours because something about how long it takes you to get into REM sleep or something. Waking up in the middle of your dream may help you remember them.

I used to dream about working at the coffee shop. Really mundane. I'd get stressed out about how many drinks were lined up to make, then I would think "Mike, you're dreaming. You're not at work and you don't have to do shit." And I would exhale, calm down, and just watch the cups pile up in front of me. Sometimes someone would yell at me to do something and I would stand there and ignore them. Then I'd drift out of consciousness and the dream would be over.

I dreamed that I was at this house with some people and we dug up a bear and we were like wtf. Then we were like, 'wait its not dead we better not wake it up.' So we went inside the house and tried to be quiet so the bear wouldn't get us.

ThusSpokeYourFace wrote:

I dreamed that I was at this house with some people and we dug up a bear and we were like wtf. Then we were like, 'wait its not dead we better not wake it up.' So we went inside the house and tried to be quiet so the bear wouldn't get us.

hahaha

Mike wrote:

I used to dream about working at the coffee shop. Really mundane. I'd get stressed out about how many drinks were lined up to make, then I would think "Mike, you're dreaming. You're not at work and you don't have to do shit." And I would exhale, calm down, and just watch the cups pile up in front of me. Sometimes someone would yell at me to do something and I would stand there and ignore them. Then I'd drift out of consciousness and the dream would be over.

That reminds me of dreams I had in high school where my history teacher would be like, "okay put everything away its time for the quiz." and I'd be like "WHAT QUIZ I DIDN'T KNOW WE HAD A QUIZ!?" and I'd wake up and it would be Saturday.

Anyways.
I had a dream that I kept saying, "HOLY SHIT" and "GOD FUCKING DAMN IT" and "JESUS H CHRIST" to one of my really religious friends.

The worst dream I think i've had the past year was when i was stranded in some elderly couples house and it was just this really fucking awkward silence with me and an elderly couple in this small living room with flower pattern sofas, and i couldnt leave because i didnt want to be rude or something like that. i woke up relieved it was over then went back to sleep, the exact same dream happened again.

I keep having a dream that my roommates boyfriend wants some of my applesauce. That's the whole dream. She comes in and asks, "is it okay if Alex has some of your applesauce?" and I tell her of course, she knows she doesn't have to ask.

I don't even have any applesauce, but I keep thinking it's real and getting really confused around him.

Last night I had a dream that my boss body swapped with some hot blonde. After that the whole dream was him trying to have sex with/marry me as the hot blonde. Today a new girl started that I hadn't seen before, a hot blonde who looks strikingly like the one in my dream....

wow...creepy. You're a psychic?

I think I'm just creepy. Its a shame I probably won't ever see her again. Tomorrow is my last day and she doesn't work

Dudes, the craziest thing happened in my dreams/IRL last week.
Last week I had this dream that I was in the mob and I was killed by this guy named D'angelos. I don't remember much else, but I'm sure I remembered the name D'angelos. I even wrote it down in this journal.
Then a couple days later I started watching "The Wire", and the main character is a drug dealer in a drug mob whose name is D'angelos Barksdale! D'angelos!!

How does that shit happen? Also, that is 100% true, I swear on my unborn child's life.

i had a dream that joan jett died last week.

really strange..