Tell me your Dream

[kali]

I don't write in my dream diary anymore but the last dream I can remember: I was suffocating a couple of rabbits next to a mattress.

[gator]

I was helping a friend clean up a condo because one of the producers from the CBC was moving in. It just so happened that I was looking at moving into a condo too... the one that the producer was vacating, and she was going to be my landlord. I was having second thoughts though.

I don't remember what happened to change my mind but there were people in the office cleaning and I went to them to tell them that I had changed my mind, and that I would take the condo. They were moving very fast and I had to run to keep up with them. One woman was wearing a huge turban and she said that she would take my ipod. I was confused but I assumed that it was because my roommate is trying to sell hers.

I moved into the condo. There was a festival or something happening outside so some friends and I decided to check out some of the displays in the tents. The cat came with us because she was stuck to the small of my back and I couldn't get her off. After about an hour of walking the cat got restless and I had to take her home.

Alone in the condo I heard some noises and I began to get really paranoid. I assumed that it was just the unfamiliar sounds of a new place but I went into the washroom and locked the door and then my imagination started to work on me.

I wondered where my cell phone was. I wondered what my address was. But how could I tell the police my address if I was locked in my bathroom without my phone? I was fucked.

I heard a woman screaming outside. I crouched beside the toilet until it stopped. I sat there for a while and then cautiously opened the door. Everything was fine. Nothing was out of order at all.

Then I woke up.

[Sambucus]

I almost never remember my dreams.....

[gator]

I went to an A&W and they were serving a lot of high end bakery fare like gourmet bagels and challah bread in addition to burgers. There were also freezers full of frozen dim sum there so I picked up some of those buns with the bean paste in them. I thought it was kind of weird but I chalked it up to having not been to a fast food restaurant for 10 years.

[urmachtraham]

Last night I had a kind of a bizarre dream that I don't remember so well I'm sorry to say. But it was interesting as it could possibly be revealing something of importance to me.

What I remember from this dream was something which seemed to be a rather nasty force acting out in a neighborhood of humans. This was a force invisible to my eyes, but I could see that something was going on and clearly acting out in a manner that might be considered evil spirited, at least their manner of movement indicated a forcefulness, and that nasty.

My problem is that I don't remember so well from this dream, so what I'm going to say is that the force was either tearing out flowers and casting them away or tearing them out and consuming, in what appeared to be a rather nasty display of forceful action.

But there seemed to be something going on that made them leave suddenly and in a hasty manner.

[kali]

Woah, I scanned my dream diary and all the dreams involving my dad were disturbing. I had only noticed this pattern in hindsight.

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My dad drove up the driveway, while Chrys and I were colouring in the kitchen (I was quite young when I dreamt this, okay. I'm surprised I still remember it). We heard the tires crunch on the cement, and I screamed "HE'S HERE!" and ran into the backyard and frantically leapt over the fence. Chrys did not follow suit. I heard her scream horribly, and I knew she had been killed by my dad. Very vivid dream.
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25/09/09

Very sci-fi

My dad tasered me with a long, wiry device, and by doing so extracted my visual memory which was splayed across the living room wall in a futuristic holographic manner

then he threatened to bludgeon my head in with a roll of clingwrap

What's with all the nightmares?!
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26/02/10
Dad charged at me, attempting to pinch my thighs with yellow-handled pliers. Then he lifted me up and attempted to rape me. I couldn't scream and suddenly realised I was dreaming, and woke up.
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22/03/10

Truly horrible

I remember being on the back of a bus, being held hostage by my dad. With me were my mum and my brother. I was scared shitless for some reason and my dad amputated both my feet while I screamed. Soon thereafter he went for my left hand. So I was thinking "WTF WHY ME" and less so "DAMN DAD, YOU SCARY"

I could still walk for some reason despite having no feet.

CUT SCENE to a cliff-ridden and mountainous terrain, with plenty of trees. Me and my family travelled there because they wanted to camp out on the beach and slowly eat me alive, and my dad wanted to "suck out my blood". I felt angry and helpless.

I desperately begged my mum to stop my raving dad, but she gave me one maternal flick of a grimace and didn't reply (she never replies to my queries in IRL anyway). My brother seemed perfectly fine with it.

So we're halfway to the beach and I said "go on without me" and they did, while I sought out to devise a plan. I couldn't escape, so I decided to incriminate my father in a lengthy suicide note, and then jump off the nearest cliff. In this dream I finally got to experience the mindset in which suicide was a totally viable option. It was disheartening.

But then I thought - what if this simgle suicide note was not enough evidence to incriminate my dad? That means he WON'T be in jail and he might take his anger out on my mum and brother, which I really did not want.

So I just sent a text message "I LOVE YOU GUYS" to all my closest friends, and then went hunting for a nice, tall cliff. I woke up from the sound of my phone vibrating, a friend was calling me.
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No one reads the dreams posted here, but I'm posting this for posterity anyway.

[kali]

I'm going to steal the most interesting dreams in this thread and write a novel with them.

[Gchrist]

Most of my dreams are long like this. I don't bother telling them to people because it takes too long and I lose them. But writing them out is much easier and helps me remember.

I was vacationing with family and friends at a lake house. The shore of the lake was bleak and cold with an old, dilapidated watch point overlooking the coast. It was a very quiet place.

I found myself alone at the lake beach, staring at that bleached, broken-down structure. It was nothing more than a platform raised on four chipped, dirty posts. The posts on the right side were raised an extra six feet or so to rise over the platform itself. There were two more matching tall posts about six feet to the right of the structure that seemed to serve no purpose whatsoever. Piled in between the four tall posts was three large pieces of driftwood propped up so that they would be in a crossing pattern (like an " * "). There were also smaller branches wedged through the middle of the crosses. I remember thinking there was no ladder to get to the top of the platform. Regardless, the structure stood, staring over the lake like an abandoned old woman, rotting away while waiting for her children to return.

As I studied the structure in my solitude, faint music started to trickle into my consciousness. It seemed to be coming from the water itself. Drawing me. It was beautiful. It was mournful. It was transcendent. The voices of angels called out to me in resonating tones. They blended with the music of the lake, swirling into my mind - filling it with fascination. I began walking toward the water.

Everything transformed around me. The sky became clear azure blue. The sand was powdered gold as opposed to the grey dirt that it was not seconds before. The waves crashed joyously. The music was alive and wonderful - singing me into the ocean. My gaze, however, was still locked on the old beach tower. Though instead of a broken, old Maid she was a triumphant Mother. Strong, dark wood had replaced her oddly-arranged, broken grey posts. She stood rigid, black, and powerful against the idyllic shore. I was in the water now.

Ankle-deep with my head craned to the left - gazing at the powerful structure as she sang so beautifully . Waste deep. Yes! That is where the music was emanating from. I turned 90 degrees to walk parallel to the shore - exultant in the angel's song. Honey mixed with gold poured into my senses. Between the four tall posts, a body was stretched vertical in midair. Bound by ropes, his naked arms and legs were splayed like a star. His head tossed back with sightless eyes staring into the sun. Sand-encrusted blood streaked over his entire.... No, wait. He's gone. I must have imagined it. The angel still sang. Forget that vision. I began to angle my walk towards Her but something in me was resisting. Something deep. Something stupid. The waves crashed into me buy I was headed ashore now. Both drawn and repulsed by the tower. My path was somewhat like a spiral, with the beach tower at the center, calling me in. The Deep Stupid thing was preventing my legs from carrying me in a straight line to it. The angel would beat it. Her singing was so beautiful. Oh look! There are other children at play.

And there were. A group of island(?) teens were running along the beach - playing some game. Calling out in their island tongue amongst each other. There were dressed in browns, dark greens, reed yellows. Their dark skin shining in the sunthat flowed from the sky in luxurious waves. The angels still sang. One of the island girls looked at me as she ran by. She slowed down and turned to face me. Looking right into me with a sly smile. Her mouth moved with unintelligible language coming from it. Her throat was gouged. Her face was split. Blood poured on brown skin. She wanted me to come. Such perfect words. She smiled again and was beautiful. The angel's song stopped.

What? The luxurious light faded. The gold sand turned to gray dirt beneath my wet feet. My body was soaked with cold, grey lake water. The Mother was the old Crone again. A dark shadow stood on the platform of the broken structure - looking down at me. Wait, no it disappeared as well. I was alone. The Deep Stupid was laughing in relief, I could tell but had no idea why.

[Sisycaneiumphense]

Last night's (only recallable part):

Sitting across from Jude Law (!) at what appeared to be a relative of mine's wedding reception. The tablecloth was slightly eggnog-ish in color and silken. Everyone I could see was wearing entirely black outfits, with only different tones and slight variations in the style/cut of their suits or dresses. I was sitting at what appeared to be the young-folk table (teens to mid-twenties component of my relatives) at a spot along rightmost lower curve at an elliptical table; the grown-ups and soon-to-be-engaged were just outside peripheral vision to the right and slightly behind me. All of this [the interaction] taking place toward the north-end (only [barely] visible point of exit/entry was at south-end) inside an enormous, somewhat dimly lit hall (not sure where light was actually coming from) with pompously high ceilings whose floor was covered almost completely by a single Persian rug. Somehow the suggestion was made that the younger gentlemen among the group [my table] should go out into the city afterward - it was then that my status, socially, relative to this group, became evident. No one seemed particularly happy about my coming along...and Jude Law then seemed to sum up the basic sentiment of others' conception of my person by saying, directly at me, '...sad green eyes'. It felt as if I was being slyly and quietly patronized, even though the various exchanges occurring all around were not explicitly concerning me. After this, it's kind of hazy[ier], there was a period of revery experienced by me as the person in the dream, picturing the others all out n' about in a nonexistent (outside of the dream), unfamiliar, and somewhat cartoon-ish metropolis (only thing I can still recall accurately is a scene of puddles in front of sidewalks being splashed by my table-mates who were also now, in this scenario, decidedly less 'real-looking'). It concluded with the scene of my father hugging Jude Law, who seemed to only just be tolerating his boorishness, and doing his best English accent while attempting to dance with the actor.

[last_caress]

let's see

had a dream about being stoked finding a studded jean jacket owned by eddie van halen in a store.

one where captain kirk denied me entry to a ghetto party store by having the enterprise bombard the parking lot with phasers.

[teleforce]

i had a dream about the "tell an INTPc member just what you think about him/her" thread recently... nothing good happened tho.

[kali]

I just dreamt about HoneyCyclical. I don't remember the details but it was very warm and friendly. It was a nice break from a series of nightmares I've been having.

[Christina]

I often have dreams about me becoming a new mother or being pregnant in general and likewise. However, my most recent dream was me as Sailor Moon, fighting through various adventures with my sailor scouts. Yes, Sailor Moon.

[Stigmata]

The only way that dream could be any more awesome is if tuxedo mask took his mask off and revealed himself to be John Goodman.

[Resonance]

I woke up, couldn't remember anything, in a room. Fairly spartan, except for a sleeping bag on a mat and a desk with a computer and a phone. Somehow I got outside; it was on the roof of a building. There was a Japanese guy in a lab coat there. Apparently he was doing an experiment to see how long people can survive without leaving their rooms or something. No further explanation, wouldn't answer questions about the apparent amnesia, said I had agreed to it. He gave me the phone number for a pizza place and a credit card. I protested that I couldn't eat pizza, he said they have gluten free pizzas and that there are other food delivery places around. Then some beefy guards came and shoved me back in (they seemed much taller than me... I get that feeling a lot in dreams, even though I am quite tall IRL.) I heard a woman's voice saying something like 'see if you can do it voluntarily'.

~time passes~ I figured out (or maybe rationalized) that it was an experiment to study the hikikomori phenomenon; to see how people from other cultures adapt to that lifestyle and observe different factors which might lead to a solution. It wasn't until that point that I realized there were other people.

Then suddenly we were all in tents and there were people breaking the rules about not leaving, running around and trying to steal things from other people. I never saw if they got anything from my tent but there wasn't much to take - a few books, lots of clothes strewn about, a sleeping bag. I didn't bother reporting them; I had more resentment towards the authorities enforcing the rules than the people breaking them.

This kind of reflects a change in my maturation as well; when I was a kid, I would have reported them no-questions.

Then I woke up for real.

[Devleer]

I've only had one dream that happened more than once, a woman in a white nightgown and long dark hair is being dragged from the room, i can't see her face but i feel love for her, i feel anger and want to attack the form taking her but i am attacked from behind by a psycopath with a big grin on his face with short spikey blonde hair as i turn and face him i hear the door the woman was being dragged through slam shut.

[stuck]

I found myself in a weird workspace/apartment. It felt like it was owned by my ex-boss. I looked in the bathroom, which was one of those huge single toilet bathrooms like you might find at a small restaurant. A coworker's friend has been staying in there. He's a singer, has a mohawk, and is a reasonably nice, artistic guy.

There's nobody to be found as I peruse the wreckage- human shit and vomit everywhere, at various stages of digestion and rot. Central is an area that has apparently been used for painting of the artistic kind. I am overwhelmed by all of it- the shit, vomit, and paint.

What does it mean?

[LastRailway]

My boss had just bought a spaghetteria and he was arranging a meeting there.

I don't remember much more, except for me trying to sneak in the kitchen and steal some spaghetti without anyone noticing me and that, for some reason, it was really bad that he had this spaghetteria.

I classify it under "very anxious dreams".

[gator]

Last night:

Someone had covered a yacht with a big slip cover of astroturf and we were climbing all over it and talking about economics and the environment. I made it to the top and I remembered a previous time that we had swam across a lake to climb into someone's yacht just so that we could sit there and imagine what it would be like if we were rich.

Then there were five women in wedding dresses taking classes from some woman about how to be good brides. The instructor was trying to teach them how to stand, how to walk and act but they were totally stupid and couldn't get it with results that were supposed to be hilarious and fell flat. We were bored so we shut off the movie.

My roommate and his girlfriend had a baby and we were all still living together. I saw that their stuff was childproofed and wondered why mine and everyone else's stuff wasn't.

[Solitaire Unraveling]

I was back in Mexico. My wife and all three children were also there. The house we were at was definitely owned by my mother, though she didn't appear to be in attendance. I had a lot of tables that I was arranging in front of the house, upon which my wife and kids were heaping all manner of fruits and vegetables, to sell to passerby. The strange thing is they seemed elated to be doing this, which is strange because none of us is 'agriculturally inclined' in real life. It was a pleasant, though out of left field, dream.

[teleforce]

hahah. mashed potato was in my dream last night. i have no idea what she looks like but my brain made something up.

[Stigmata]

hahah. mashed potato was in my dream last night. i have no idea what she looks like but my brain made something up.

Pillowy mounds of mashed potatoes? http://unclephilmashedpotatoes.ytmnd.com/

[teleforce]

Pillowy mounds of mashed potatoes? http://unclephilmashedpotatoes.ytmnd.com/
nah, it was more, like, human or something, whatever that means.

[Valiums]

Anyone want to analyze this? I've had three nightmares in my entire life, and two of them were this dream:

My entire family was out in the street in from of my old house, having a little get-together. It was dusk, and they were having beers and whatnot. I was leaning against a car, looking around, when the monster from Jeepers Creepers lands on it.
I back away, and it jumps onto the street, and it's holding a crying baby. My family doesn't see it, but they all sort of clear out from the center of the street and it. The monster throws the baby down, and the baby bounces a few times, like a rubber ball.
The baby is crying, and at the monster disappears. I may or may not have picked it up, but now I'm trying to shout at my family, something like "WTF, can you guys not see this?". Everyone's in a circle, and I turn from one person to the next pleading for help, but they all just laugh at me.

Both times, I woke up and started crying. I was probably shakey the next day. I was around 10 years old.

What. Does. it. Mean.

[fripping]

last night i dreamed ugly betty was giving me a covert handy under a blanket while watching tv with a group of heirs to the mexican mafia.

[pesquisa]

I was walking through a furniture store and I laid down on a bed in one of the model bed rooms. A very attractive naked woman then laid down beside me. I was doubly constrained as to what I could do beyond conversation, as I’m married; and, well, we were in a furniture store. Still I enjoyed the encounter. I’m sure this dream was inspired by my time in a public pool during the day where I subtly eyed a variety of women in a “Spill the Wine” way.

[Flatchett]

I was with someone, a guy I think. I don't remember seeing him, but I know he was there. We had a couple sacks of onions, and we took them to this cool old gray metal building standing alone at a crossroads in the middle of farmland. It was autumn, and there was nothing growing in the fields, just bare dirt and corn stubble. We went inside the building. It was surprisingly small and cramped inside – it looked like an old general store with bare wood beams and lanterns hanging there and there. Anyway, we sold the onions to the proprietor (who happened to be Arnold Schwarzenegger), walked out, got into our gray Ford Fusion (wtf? I hate that car), and drove off.

[dubbeltop]

Tell me your Dream

My second fast forward dream was about Naomi Campbell (or that is what my brain thought) from a young model to a succesfull black woman(blood diamonds not included).

[Stigmata]

Tell me your Dream

My second fast forward dream was about Naomi Campbell (or that is what my brain thought) from a young model to a succesfull black woman(blood diamonds not included).

Did she throw her phone at you?

[giegs]

For a few months earlier this year I was having a recurring dream where I would wake up in a fire that I somehow knew was my fault. I would panic, thinking how sorry and ashamed I was to have caused the fire and wake up shortly thereafter sweating like a pig.

That stopped though. I think the dream was prompted by the furnace coming on during the winter months. And deep feelings of shame and guilt.

[dubbeltop]

Did she throw her phone at you?

I was focussed on her other assets :highfive:

[repo_man]

I had this dream just a moment ago.

I was sitting in some kind of school cafeteria with INTPc regulars. There were typically two of us in each table, sitting opposite each other and discussing some topic.

Everyone became aware that one of us (a mod) started a "thread" saying "Let me come and measure your chair / I'm making The Crab a custom chair". He moved from person to person and took measurements of the chair between our legs with some kind of measuring tape or stick.

Then this guy with the forum name The Crab who was sitting there too made a thread or post saying "I'll tell you how big my Thing is. A cat once sat on it..." and went on. By now the mod was back in his seat and shook his ahead in mock disapproval for Crab's story.

I thought it was regular INTPc nonsense. I still do, although it did bring the forum to the physical world in an unusual manner.

[Lethal Sage]

I woke up to a package from Amazon. Hoping it was the books I had ordered I opened the box quickly only to find a copy of Fable: The Lost Chapters video game. So I searched the larger than game box, and there seemed to be a hidden compartment, but it was just a piece of empty box. At that point, I awoke.

I think it means that I'm anticipating reading the books I ordered more than playing video games. If that's what it means, I'd have to say it's true in my dreams and true in real life.

[fripping]

dream 1: mom catches me drinking
dream 2: mom catches me smoking pot, lays on a heavy guilt trip, then clears the bong

[cripple]

I get locked up for them being evil. One comes to torture me. I manage to kill him by accident. I almost manage to escape. Then I get a life sentence on isolation by judge.

[gator]

A really boring one last night. I forgot to feed my fish and then when I fed them it was with grass seed and not flakes. The light refracted through the water really strangely though. Maybe I was on drugs.

[dubbeltop]

Tell me your Dream

This morning I had a long dream. I was somehow writing a (secret) letter of recommendation for someone and that someone happily got accepted to university. I played my part and I went to my computer to search for this letter I had written.

A guy comes in and takes me to some large room and I have to run two or three laps for a commercial. Next up is a Palestinian/Israeli officer who is happy to see me and he shows me how I must run. Then he is off with two prisoners. Next Ím shaking hands with some (spetnaz/kgb) dude because he has someone on the phone who wants to speak to me. In my dream this should have been the president of Russia.

But the fun is oc that by writing a letter of recommendation for someone i do not know or want to know I suddenly have access to the powers to be. Its funny what happens to a common person that is suddenly invited and congratulated by the powers to be.

Power corrrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely, I guess.

edit:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-mDhg09pcw&NR=1
(Stanford prison experiment part 1)

[teleforce]

in my dream within a dream, i posted a bunch of pictures here and some of them were inappropriate. i woke up twice in my dream (so it was level one or something) to check if i'd really done it, and i somehow had but i just went back to sleep like "meh, typical." it was like fucking inception though, really trippy. but i was upset at first.

this sounds so dumb. well fuck i've had a long day.

[Qfwfq]

Also had a dream about INTPc last night. Actually you were in it teleforce... well sort of. I had made this facetious thread about deserting you on some meta-island. Then Skinart started a sarcastic poll regarding that thread, and I consecutively posted something I thought was witty/funny in it.

It was unquestionably the dullest and most revealing dream I've ever had.

[teleforce]

http://i55.tinypic.com/35beg6a.jpg

[cripple]

I have this vividness just about when I'm waking up. Now I had this huge snake like thing, something alien in my bed. Disgusted(and a bit frightened) I threw it on the floor. After laying in my bed a bit more I had to check what it was doing(now I'm awake, or at least so I think I was). So I step carefully over to turn on the lights. But it's not there. Bewildered and confused I shrug. Then after being up a bit I realize I must have been dreaming.

[Phreon]

I have this vividness just about when I'm waking up. Now I had this huge snake like thing, something alien in my bed. Disgusted(and a bit frightened) I threw it on the floor. After laying in my bed a bit more I had to check what it was doing(now I'm awake, or at least so I think I was). So I step carefully over to turn on the lights. But it's not there. Bewildered and confused I shrug. Then after being up a bit I realize I must have been dreaming.

Why the hell are you dreaming about me lying naked in your bed? I wear boxer-briefs when I sleep. Damn!

Phreon

[Hermione]

I knew you were Voldemort. That is why it's always signed, Phreon. Very good ploy, not going to work. Neither are the boxers. I know you aren't really a muggle. Blah! Poor Crip is having nightmares now.

Don't worry Cripple. He can't get you.
That turning on the lights thing and shrugging is like one of THE charms for that sort of thing, too. Good call.

[Gemsbubble]

I have alien dreams a lot. They let me loose in one of their mini space ships and I can fly around above the earth which looks kinda like looking at an atlas in a book until you fly up close when you can land. Often I land on a little island that needs to be explored but always ends up with a housing estate which me and my partner end up buying a house on. The house is always deceptively large with hidden rooms that lead into each other and a swimming pool. In all the dreams there is a particular room where you can see the moon and it is huge much bigger than it should be, then I go up to space and see the moon from the spaceship.

I love them dreams.

[Cbug]

teleforce and c&d were in my dream the other night. We were sitting around a table at teleforce's place. c&d had come from interstate, teleforce lived down the road from where I lived. I can't remember anything else.

Gawd. Never thought I'd see the night when I started dreaming about net peoples...

[MacGuffin]

teleforce and c&d were in my dream the other night. We were sitting around a table at teleforce's place. c&d had come from interstate, teleforce lived down the road from where I lived. I can't remember anything else.

Gawd. Never thought I'd see the night when I started dreaming about net peoples...

1000+ posts...

:whistle:

[gator]

I had a dream that A Schnitzel told me that my brown cardigan makes me look fat from behind. I was annoyed and then I woke up.

But last night I dreamed that some guy had bought an entire subdivision or maybe a town beside the ocean in somewhere that looked kind of like rural Newfoundland or something. We were starting a collective or a commune or something and he was trying to get more people to move in. I was feeling kind of ambivalent about moving there. We had plans to turn the whole place into urban farms, building our utopia through barn raising and community spirit.

But the sky began to darken. A thick cloud of marine fog drifted in off the ocean and it was cold on my skin.

[A Schnitzel]

I had a dream that A Schnitzel told me that my brown cardigan makes me look fat from behind. I was annoyed and then I woke up.

Oh come on.
It doesn't make you look that fat.

[teleforce]

teleforce and c&d were in my dream the other night. We were sitting around a table at teleforce's place. c&d had come from interstate, teleforce lived down the road from where I lived. I can't remember anything else.

Gawd. Never thought I'd see the night when I started dreaming about net peoples...
wow, did i just look like a floating avatar??!

[Cbug]

wow, did i just look like a floating avatar??!

You looked asian, full-bodied and very much grounded. I have no idea if you are.

[teleforce]

You looked asian, full-bodied and very much grounded. I have no idea if you are.
http://i52.tinypic.com/262bmzr.jpg

well, close enough.

[gator]

Oh come on.
It doesn't make you look that fat.

Don't dig yourself a hole that isn't there.

It's totally true :mellow:

[Cbug]

well, close enough.

very close :D

[YHWH]

Had an awesome dream, but I can't remember much of it :(

It was taking place in an H R Giger-like pyramidal environment, with the central figure being Satan, plenty of other characters. I was sort of Satan's ally but I didn't really like the guy, I mean, he was kinda evil.

It ended with a character's attempt to murder Satan, I knew what was going on and I said nothing while Satan was looking at me, he was just a huge gigeresque head. The murder attempt was interesting and complex but I don't really know how to describe it, it ended with the face being smashed around the nose with a metallic stick hidden inside rolls of paper and the blood inside being poisoned but then the head combusted and reappeared as an architecture prof of mine from college inside a giant aquarium, he had a playful smirk towards us and flew (their was no water in the aquarium) inside a white box in that aquarium where I assumed there were stairs and I woke up disappointed.

[Roger Mexico]

Something from a few weeks ago.

There were events that led up to the end which I have forgotten. The memorable part:

I was in some kind of village that vaguely seemed to be medieval-European or early colonial-American. A crowd of villagers had assembled and were tying me to a large wooden post with my hands bound behind it. My feet were three or four feet off the ground. It was late evening or early morning, gray and cloudy. The crowd stuck my post in the ground at the edge of a small stream and then retreated. I couldn't see them so I don't know if they just left or were watching from a distance behind me. There was a forest on the other side of the stream. After a few minutes a group of about 10 people in reddish-black hooded robes emerged from the woods, walking single file with their hoods covering their faces. One of them was carrying an incense-burner thing on a gold chain. They picked me up, still on the post, and carried me back across the creek, then laid me down on the ground. At this point one of them produced two elaborate sets of hooks with long handles which seemed to be crafted out of a combination of iron and animal bones. The hooks on the end looked like backward-curving canines from the mouth of some kind of carnivorous animal. I started to struggle, but the rest of the hooded figures held me down while the hooks were placed behind my teeth and used to force my jaws open, wider than my jaws normally can open, and then one of them produced a large bucket of thick fluid--possibly blood, possibly something else--which they poured into my mouth while I tried to scream.

I woke up in a cold sweat. One of the scarier dreams I've had in a while. GF says I might have been reliving an experience from a past life. I'm sure it's full of unconscious symbolism, but other than a generally high stress level I can't really say what any of it means.

[Cbug]

This morning, in the intertidal zone between consciousness and sleep, I dreamt that I threw off all my clothing and ran down the street in free abandon. The air was bitingly cold, but my body brewed its own internal fire.

At the end of the road I came across a group of people working in the vegetable field. They gaped at me. I went into the old shed to the get leather apron I was after (wtf). The shed belonged to my ex-friend's father (wtf), and he stood there in disapproval holding the apron out to me. I had hoped to obtain it in secret. Trying not to feel the shame, I tied it on and ran back the way I came. My white backside fading out into the distance.

[Resonance]

Last night, in my dream, I don't remember what led up to this, but a tall, dark, handsome man wanted to have sex with me. And he was going to have his way. But he was gay. So I had to drink a potion that would make me male for a little while. I was eager to please him so of course I did it right away; after all, it wasn't like it would be that much different for me. Then we did our thing I guess. But when it was done, I tried to find a potion that would change me back to female again, and I couldn't find it at first. I panicked and searched around. I found it, and drank it, but it didn't take effect right away. I started to cry. Then I woke up.

[MyMomentously]

I dreamed of me and a tall, blue-eyed man having sex. I gave him fellatio.

[fripping]

i started having dreams where i get high and actually feel high. we're supposed to pursue our dream objects, right?

[Hermione]

i started having dreams where i get high and actually feel high. we're supposed to pursue our dream objects, right?
:lol:

[gator]

I owned a long, skinny field of grass that looked much like a golfing green. I had a hose and I was slowly and methodically watering the lawn with it. When I was a third of the way done, I quit and went inside a house, leaving the hose out on the lawn. Shortly afterward I looked out of the window and saw that it was raining.

[IheartWW]

The only dreams I remember these days are designed to wake me up because I'm freezing (out in the cold without a jacket), must use the bathroom (usually trying to go to the bathroom with an audience), or need to use my inhaler (suffocating under water, running uphill, and I can't remember. . . ) . Boring stuff.

[Feller]

I was in class and realized I hadn't done any of the homework.

Edit: Realized in the shower another thing I dreamed:

I was being chased through a (house?). My hunters were right behind me, and saw me going into this empty room which had a sliding door out to a pool. It was nighttime, so I dove into the pool before they could see outside and hid at the bottom in the dark. I realized they could probably see the waves in the pool, and I think that may have been when I woke up. I know that when I did wake up, my muscles were very reluctant and unresponsive because my body was still sleeping, I guess.

Over 50% of the dreams I can remember involve me being chased. A good number of others involve being in class realizing I hadn't done the homework. I rarely remember my dreams though, so this is probably because these kinds of dream cause me to wake up early.

[Pooja]

I dreamt of being a serial baby killer.

First I had a baby (suddenly I was pregnant, and in the next moment I'm holding this baby) and it only had one arm. I said, "this will not do. Send it back!"

Then BAM, I'm holding a different baby. This one's a cute baby, but it has creepy eyes. I believe they were large, black orbs. As I was busy being creeped out by this baby, I accidentally trip over it (or did I kick it? I forget), and killed it. Oops.

Then suddenly I'm holding ANOTHER baby. This one is a ginger. For some reason, I'm really happy that it's a ginger. I really like this one, and I try to gush over it. I cradle this baby, and hold it. My arms hurt, since the baby seems to get heavier and heavier. I start wishing I'd never had a baby, because it's such a hassle to deal with. I put the baby down. Then I think, "oh, what about using one of those slings, to carry the baby so I don't have to hold it? It'd free up my arms." But as I try to get the baby into my sling, it's head breaks off. Well, not exactly 'breaks' off, but it's neck gets really long, and it's obvious I broke it's neck. It's a dead baby. I think at this point, "The normal reaction would be to show sadness. To cry and wail." So I force myself (in my dream) to do this, even though I'm really thinking "FREEDOM!"

Then I'm hit with feelings of guilt and disgust. What kind of monster am I? I wake up at this point, and proceed to feel disgusted with myself for the rest of the day. I should add that all of the babies were very quiet. They never made any noises. I was disturbed by this during the dream.

[1199]

Most of my dreams are about races ,fights and sometimes i am a special agent.In most of my dreams i have red or black hair...

[kali]

Very vivid:

A young girl. Her lower abdomen/upper crotch area was decayed and caving in, all brown and putrid and swirling with maggots - as if she had been disemboweled years ago. She told me how this happened but I've forgotten now. Then I said something like "you should get that fixed."

[Faust06]

I always get strange dreams after a night of heavy drinking. This was probably.. Friday or Saturday. I first had a dream about surviving (at least, temporarily) a nuclear meltdown, complete with the duck-n-cover, blinding white light, and shock wave. This somehow shifted to... fuck, I don't remember. Something to do with a girl. Women pop into my dreams kind of often despite the action-adventure nature they usually have.

bonus: I was drunk enough by the end of that night to be convinced for 5 minutes that the debit machine didn't give me back my card. I didn't remember putting it back in my wallet.

[Resonance]

I dreamed that there was an Earth-like planet slightly bigger than our Sun orbiting around some nearby star. I was looking at the surface scans and it looked like there were stairs..! A sure sign of intelligent life. But no, that was just the visualization software, because the topology scans were not very high-resolution and they hadn't bothered to smooth it out.

Suddenly we are on the planet, establishing a colony base - really, it's more like a ranger outpost, just a bunch of log cabins to serve as offices and beds, a cafeteria, and various towers for communicating with Earth or surveying or whatever. Lots of bustle of activity; people carrying papers and laptops and stuff going from one place to the next, or examining something or sitting at a table in the sun. There doesn't seem to be much in the way of animal life in this area. A few people are sitting around, having a beverage. I go to join them and suddenly think, "Wait a minute...if this planet is as big as the Sun, why isn't the gravity crushing us all to death?" I started to theorize about how maybe the core of the planet was less dense, tried to estimate what it would have to be made out of, then I woke up.

After taking the time to remember those salient details, I went back to sleep. I found myself with some other people whom I identified as friends but in retrospect they were anonymous. I didn't look at them or anything. We were in some kind of shopping centre/fitness place/clothing store. There was a door to a back room where we were headed: my goodness, it was a cross-dressing club! My 'friends' evaporated at some point; I guess I forgot they were there, so they weren't anymore. There were two rooms, basically - one was like a walk-in closet, with all sorts of clothes hung up on all of the walls (but not on display like in the 'store' section) then the second room had benches against all of the walls. Lots of people sitting on them, silently, looking bored, wearing marginally gender-inappropriate clothing. A few guys in very elaborate kimonos. Some women in jeans and wifebeaters. I was confused. Were they waiting for something or someone? Many of them had cell phones and stuff. I looked at my own phone: apparently I had just received a whole bunch of messages complimenting me. Wow, the wonders of technology! I sat down and woke up.

[gator]

We had been lying cuddled in a big pile of bodies. I don't know how many of us there were. But then suddenly I was being dragged away backwards across the ground.

I noticed then that I'd been tangled up with some really hot guy. He stared at me as I was pulled away. In the middle of that huge mass of bodies, there were his eyes.

Then I was standing on a balcony. People were milling around with their drinks there and below. A friend called up to me. She said she was going to a bonfire next weekend in Campbell River. I said I'd think about it.

[Feller]

I was in some sort of church thing with a bunch of other people, and we were apparently getting ready to go settle somewhere else in the country. I think we were starting in Massachusetts, because the maps that I kept looking at had the lines going out from there. The other people would keep saying they wanted to go to something else (Santa something?) but I insisted on going to the Appalachian trail always. Wherever it was they wanted to go was farther southeast than what I wanted. What I wanted was just about located on the boarder of New York and Penn, but what they wanted was in like Missouri. I kept being random places around this place, talking with people about where to go, and then finally we were walking. We started walking, and then I realized that nobody had any supplies, so I decided to go back and get some. So I forked off from them to walk back, and I walked through this golf course, and then I was walking up to a piece of a race course (on the golf course) which had boundaries made of chlorox bottles. So I got stuck there I guess. But then somehow I got past and then I was in the church again, although this time it was really like a house. I was upstairs or something, and I needed to get into the bathroom, but I assumed it was locked for some reason, and so needed someone to open it for me. Another guy was there for some reason, and we kept thinking about the different possibilities of waking up the people sleeping in the rooms whose doors were right next to the bathroom (2 on either side). Finally a girl comes out of another bathroom on the other side of the room (across from the bathroom we want) and we ask for her help, but just then I decide to try the door and it works. Then, for some reason, I go downstairs into my brother's room (which looks like a wooden sauna or locker room or something). He's sleepy at first (I think) just to ask why I'm there, but his friend Adam and another friend are there, so it was a sleepover of some sort I guess. When I come in I slap the bag of beef jerky down on a bench-thing while still eating some of it. Then we all start eating it and then dip it in flour before eating it, but not with our hands... with knives or something (skewering it?). I remember thinking “wow, what a great idea.”


I was in a house with other people I think, and someone was trying to break in. I think that I was blocking doors and stuff, but I can't really remember. There was this diner which you had to go down some steps to get to from the street, and I think I was serving food or something, and there was also someone coming to get me somehow... I can only remember some images of it really. This I remember most clearly: I was in front of my old house, and there were police around chasing some people on motorcycles or something. I see someone get out of truck onto a dirt bike or something far down the road (near the woods in the empty lot), and there are two big trucks, with three smaller trucks between them (the farthest right the one he got out of). Then he goes down to the cul de sac, and I tell a police officer where he went. Then I'm hiding in the woods (which only exist in my neighborhood in this dream) next to my house, and the guy comes up from the cul de sac and drives by. I only know where he is from his headlights, as he turns around to come back by where I am, increasing in frequency until he somehow checks off one of my boxes. I have three boxes like a video game, the first of which is different from the other two... I forget what they are for. While he is growing closer, he is talking to me, and I know that instinct tells me to move, but I also know that he will check off another box if I try to move. So I stayed where I was, and then he starts to rape me or something... I didn't actually experience it, I just know that I was being assaulted somehow... And the police come during this and arrest him, and I'm glad that I have my two boxes unchecked. Then Somehow it gets explained to him that I'm smart for not having run away and instead staying where the police could find me easily. Then after this there was something about me and other people trying to be impressive with music, and then I want to try Astronomy Domine by Pink Floyd and nobody else wants me to but it ends up working.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a5Tne92jfxo

[kali]

http://img542.imageshack.us/img542/5816/adfasdf.jpg

Good dream, actually.

[Megalomaniac]

dream.

[Polemarch]

I just woke up from a dream, so aspects of it are fairly vivid:

Starring:
Jason Biggs (in the role I identified myself with, on and off)
Laura Prepon (Donna from That 70's Show - I think this was my love interest)
Kate Beckinsale
a few others - I am now forgetting

The plotline is really escaping me - but the underlying theme had to do with my Jason Biggs character - who basically acted the way Jason Biggs does in every movie (shy, self-deprecating, mildly awkward, endearing, sweet, genuine), and his attraction to Laura Prepon's character. The structure of the film involved visits to her home to see her and her family - given the large number of people involved, this may well have been some sort of group home - on reflection I have trouble understanding why there were always so many people there, and they weren't all related. In any case, the protagonist met cute with her at some point earlier in the film, and kept visiting her on and off as their relationship appeared to be progressing into friendship, with the promise of something more at some point down the road. She is coming out of her shell - developing into a more confident person, and it is helping him develop too.

But then there is a twist: There is a home invasion, culminating in her getting raped by one of the burglars. On Jason's last visit to the home, she is clearly not right; behaving oddly.

Ultimately, Jason Biggs winds up with the Kate Beckinsale character (this is kind of a win-win from my POV)

[nil]

Two that i recorded a few years ago:


I am at Edwards, in the middle of the night. There is a giant staircase that disappears into thin air a little ways up.

I walk up it.

When I get to the disappeared part, I enter the second half of the staircase, inside some room with receptionists who answer phones. I look back to the bottom half of the stairs; it is pitch black below.

I walk through the room and at the end is another staircase, descending. Of course, I walk down it.

I end up somewhere in the 50's or 60's, on the street with a bunch of men walking to work in an urban industrial center, checking their clocks constantly. I think it is even black and white, just like on the old TV shows!

I quickly walk back up the stairs, through the room, and proceed to walk back down the stairs into my own time period, my own dimension, my own reality. I hear a voice as I am about to walk down. It is one of the receptionists.

"You can't do that."

Was she talking to me?

"You can't go back down."

Not even asking why, I sit down on a nearby bench. I sit for literally several hours, crying if I remember, wondering what to do.

Finally, I ask the receptionist, "Can I use your phone?"

"Yes, you can," she replied back hesitantly and with quite a bit of reluctance.

I go behind the receptionist counter, because the phones are way in the back, next to blackness, old black phones on a little nightstand. Wait! There's a little plywood path to the phone, and where there isn't path, a blackness that I presumed to be a bottomless pit. I walk across the boards. When I come almost to the end, huge vines come out of the bottomless pit. They don't start to attack me, and they don't scare me, but I am stuck there in curiosity.

Just then, a bunch of midget-looking trolls come out and start chasing me. I don't know why they're chasing me! I run as fast as I can down the stairs to Edwards, where it is a calm, moonlit night. They follow. I run all the way home. They follow. I get home, fumbling to unlock the passcode door to my garage, with them right behind me...


I was in this college type place, but I didn't actually do anything related to college. Actually, all I did was just walk around and do nothing. Kind of like school.

Anyway, the first part I can remember was getting stuck in an elevator. There was a building, with one elevator on the right, one elevator on the left, and a gigantic snack machine in the middle. S many snacks. I get on the right elevator (which I had been told doesn't work properly, but forgot) and go up. Literally, the elevator went up, but the roof of the elevator stayed still. I thought I was going to be crushed! The elevator did stop, and I was stuck in there for quite some time. I know not how long, or how I got out, but I did.

The next thing I remember, it was night. I was getting some candy from the snack machine. I choose a big chocolate bar in the shape of a big 100 dollar bill. Then I go to the store (on the campus?) to buy some rechargeable batteries. While I was buying them, the power went out. I took the batteries and ran! As I was running, I saw a combine soldier running after me, Yes, Daniel, seriously, a combine soldier. I drop the batteries and run faster, but he was still running faster than me. Finally, he reaches me, and walks right past me. It was a guy in a yellow combine elite suit, but not an actual combine elite.

After that incident, I walked back to the store area, and saw a meetingroom was on fire. I went into the building that contained the meetingroom, and saw that the cafeteria was also on fire. I went back ouside and saw a guy standing there on fire. I was afraid he would run after me and burn me so I just ran away from him. While running, I picked up the batteries I had dropped earlier and then the dream ends...

[gator]

I was in a rental car and I had everything I own of value with me: my computer, slr camera, triplex loupe, diamond tweezers... I left it all in the car, assuming that I'd be back but it turned out that the vehicle I had just gotten out of was the 7 Dunbar bus. I panicked. My dad was there and I asked him to drive after the bus so I could get on and rescue my stuff. He seemed lukewarm about this idea but he relented and said 'okay, meet me at Celebrities* in 15 minutes'.

But instead of meeting him there, I was suddenly acting in a play. I think maybe I'd written it. It was a student play that was on for two weeks and we were doing one of the final rehearsals in a large, open space in an art gallery or museum. Not sure where it was but I started to wander around the other rooms. There was a hologram exhibit with a robot that talked to me and then I walked into history exhibits that I felt like I'd been in before.

One of the cast members and I left to do research. We picked up a passenger and drove around Kelowna. But our passenger suddenly decided that she had to go to work at White Spot so before we could stop she jumped out of the car.

Eventually we ended up at a small house. I got out and walked around the back to find a large hayfield. I knew then that this was my place. It was perfect. It was the place I've always wanted to start my mushroom farm and I knew right then that I would buy it.


* a gay bar. I told my dad about this dream and he'd never heard of it. He's now really pissed off that I stood him up at a gay bar.

[verbatim]

I had a dream that took place on on the street where I grew up. It's an asphalt straight away about 1500 ft long in a very small town in the mountains of NE California and it's mostly surrounded by pine trees 70-100ft tall. For some reason I was in the backseat of an airplane that must have been a Cessna 206 or 210 and the guys I grew up with that lived on the street were also on board. The most annoying kid on the street was in the pilot's seat and I'm not sure why I was in the back because I used to be a helicopter pilot and have my airplane rating as well. Anyway we were taking off from one end of the street and I was leaning into the middle of the back seat so I could see out front. The sounds of the engine at full power and bumps in the uneven road seemed extremely real. As we crested a small hill half way down the street I could tell we were too heavy and didn't have enough street remaining to clear the 100 ft pine trees at the end of the street. I remained silent and tense, along with everyone else on board. The guy flying pulled up slowly and we were airborne and struggling to climb out. I tried to keep looking straight ahead but I could only see blue sky. I was waiting for for some kind of miracle to happen and be able to look out and see that we had enough altitude and we would be OK. Instead, as I was looking out the front window at the sky I had momentary glimpse of pine tree branches and heard a loud pop. I could immediately feel a negative G and roll sensation as if we had sheared off a wing. The roll sensation and weightless felt so real. In fact, it felt so real that I woke up from the dream before we would have hit the ground and I had to assure myself nothing happened.

It's the most realistic dream I can remember and seemed very out of place because I haven't flown anything in years and rarely flew airplanes. When I was still flying, sometimes I had dreams about helicopter crashes but they weren't as realistic. I remember feeling disappointed in myself that I didn't say anything when I realized we weren't going to make it. I was more disappointed that I was able to predict what would happen and that I had told myself "you won't say anything" and I didn't. If it had been real it would have been a fatal crash.

[kali]

very vivid and elaborate nightmare. a pink ufo with silver rims destroyed an in-n-out Burger sign. which is weird because australia doesn't even have that restaurant

then i took an exam on ufos?

then i dreamt of australia being encased by water and strips of land inside another country

[gator]

I had a dream last night that I was hanging out playing a friendly game of cards with Prince William while we were both suspended in a net above the ocean. Since he was heavier than me, he sunk further into the net so we were more or less the same height and we were on familiar terms. We both knew that once we were out of the net we'd probably never see each other again and if we did he'd have bodyguards and I'd have to say your highness or something, being a working-class kid from the colonies.

[djm]

I had quite a vivid dream last night, where I was in a plane that crash landed into the sea. The passengers were all very calm, the air hostesses showed no sense of urgency, and had lied about there being a problem right up until the crash landing. Following the landing the passengers were all told that the plane would not sink, so best to just wait in it till the rescue came, I did not believe that so I opened the emergency door donned a life jacket and exited. About half the passengers followed and some of the crew, we clambered into the two inflatable rafts and I tied them together so as not to drift apart. The plane sank, land could be seen but the rafts drifted away from it. Overnight half the people died, I would not allow the other passengers to ditch the bodies, as I was worried about it attracting sharks.

I had the feeling that I would certainly survive even if the others did not, but was very concerned that I could not contact my children to put my affairs in order lest I were wrong. It troubled me that they may not know how much I love them, and that their mother would not let them attend a funeral etc.

I woke still believing it was real for a while, and then struggled to get back to sleep. I prefer to get back to sleep as I can end the dreams the way I would wish oftentimes during states of semi-consciousness, this I find helps me, whereas if I can't then the dreams linger and bother me for a few days.

No idea why I had that one.

[Raaf]

Funnily I had this weird dream last night,

I went to my mothers house only it was back in time, I'm almost 25 years old in real life (and also in the dream) and she was exact the same age.
It was very early in the morning and I looked through the window to see if anyone was home, and my mother was resting on the couch while my dad was probably working a nightshift.
Then I waited for her at the door and she invited me in, at the coffee table I saw this big chocolate easter-egg and I said to her how that was strange because when I left this morning it was still lying on my table at home!... (yeah I know it gets even better) she looked kind of puzzled and she walked over to the cupboard and presented me some old fairytale book that I loved to read when I was very young.

Suddenly we both went outside and there was this little West Highland white terrier dog who happily walked towards us, and then this weird man came by and picked up the dog and locked it in some sort of plastic tube in the ground, my mother went furious and was concerned that the dog would suffocate, (and now comes the weird part) my father came back from work carrying a rifle and shot the dog 3 times. :|

I just woke up a few hours ago, had to get it off my chest, because I don't understand a single thing about it, oh well! :P

[YHWH]

all I can remember from the dream is falling in love and the feeling of falling in love with someone that never existed has been upsetting me since I woke up.

[gator]

My jar of peanut butter disappeared. I couldn't find it anywhere. I really wanted peanut butter.

In front of me there were several containers filled with peanut butter of varying viscosity, each with the lid off. I stood there for a long time, considering which one to eat. Should I pick the plastic mayonnaise jar? The glass milk bottle? Beer pitcher? Bottle of Corbett Canyon?

So many choices.

[angelique]

Funnily I had this weird dream last night,

I went to my mothers house only it was back in time, I'm almost 25 years old in real life (and also in the dream) and she was exact the same age.
It was very early in the morning and I looked through the window to see if anyone was home, and my mother was resting on the couch while my dad was probably working a nightshift.
Then I waited for her at the door and she invited me in, at the coffee table I saw this big chocolate easter-egg and I said to her how that was strange because when I left this morning it was still lying on my table at home!... (yeah I know it gets even better) she looked kind of puzzled and she walked over to the cupboard and presented me some old fairytale book that I loved to read when I was very young.

Suddenly we both went outside and there was this little West Highland white terrier dog who happily walked towards us, and then this weird man came by and picked up the dog and locked it in some sort of plastic tube in the ground, my mother went furious and was concerned that the dog would suffocate, (and now comes the weird part) my father came back from work carrying a rifle and shot the dog 3 times. :|

I just woke up a few hours ago, had to get it off my chest, because I don't understand a single thing about it, oh well! :P

Fascinating dream. One interpretation could be that you subconsciously sensed that your mother was having an extra-marital affair when she had been your age, which was tried to be buried- but your father put an end to it abruptly.

All men are dogs and all that. Suffocation- trying to surpress information. Being shot- well- your dad put an end to it.

[Grove]

I had an odd last night, just after falling asleep. There was a wolf inside my old house. For some reason, my whole family was there with all of their respective pets plus some extra. I shut the wolf off from the rest of the house (away from the pets), did a little web research on wolves, then suggested we move all of the pets to my father's car for safety. My family agreed that this was the best course of action, and we set out trying to round up all the pets. In typical form, my dad left the commotion to pack a bag, so we would have everything we needed once we got the pets in the car. My brother got distracted and started talking to me about the last book he read. I had to ask him several times to just help me because there was a wolf in the next room. In the end, my dad and brother hung out in the car with the pets while I gathered the rest up and got them out of the house.
Ok, maybe it isn't that odd after all. This sounds like the majority families undertakings.

[Cbug]

Dream: my mother was trying to gas everyone to death in a mass suicide attempt

Next morning: hysterical mother weeping over the couch declaring everything to be too hard

Me: ohhh shit

Solution: take her out for lunch, shopping and do the housework... (And I probably will now fail a major assignment.)

Dreams you suck in ways that make me do nice things.

[Cbug]

What do you think it means if I dream about wandering aimlessly around shopping centres ("malls") a lot?

I also killed a very large fat snake last night and took out a special carved piece of bone...

A few weeks earlier I dreamt I picked up a baby snake, but I was afraid it would bite me.


If in a snake dream you overcome and kill a threatening snake in your dream, it shows that you will overcome your adversary and win out.

This seems to make sense (in the context of my life).

[Resonance]

I think it means you are kind of running on neutral and looking for something that will give you a sense of accomplishment but don't really know what to do

That's a pretty literal interpretation though obviously.

[Cbug]

And I didn't even think of that :p

I also dream a lot about wanting to buy a delicious pastry, and spend ages looking for one, but can never find anything that appeals to me. So that would make sense.

[Resonance]

The snake could be whatever you feel is holding you back from getting it, maybe. So it's not an accomplishment in and of itself to vanquish the snake but it will get you on a path at least.

[Pan-Phoenix]

All I dream about is darkness and a handsome man who could have only been crafted by the gods coming out to do some real harm to me. Whatever the harm is I never find out. I see it in his eyes and smile. They hint malice and evil. But his beauty is ever so tempting.

[gator]

Teddy Roosevelt had a pair of shorts woven out of whale baleen.

I bought 120 film from a greengrocer in Chinatown. They kept it in the fridge next to the shitake mushrooms. I was given change in loose pennies. I put them in a sock but they kept overflowing.

[Alien]

I have reoccuring dreams about my teeth falling out. :(

[lenibug]

I dreamed about clocks like usual and they kept on ticking and ticking. Maybe Im just really stressed.

[Roberax2]

l also have had dreams about my teeth falling out.
But my most disturbing dreams have been about 'plane formations overhead. Warplane formations filling the sky.

[kali]

Teddy Roosevelt had a pair of shorts woven out of whale baleen.

I bought 120 film from a greengrocer in Chinatown. They kept it in the fridge next to the shitake mushrooms. I was given change in loose pennies. I put them in a sock but they kept overflowing.sometimes I wonder into this thread without reading the title and it is the biggest mindfuck...

[recoil]

h

[jonkopa]

dreamed about - traveling in tram - problems with condoctor - my digital card which I use to check in didn´t seem to work - the machine to checkin with didn´t react ....i´m not sure if I actually checked in ... - when I scanned my digital card(this student traveling pass allows students to travel freely during the week or in the weekend) through the machine infront of the condoctor, the machine displayed a error message - The condoctor wants to give me a fine - however I refuse and tell him to call the cops.

and today

I dreamed about sitting next to my younger cousin and I was showing him my Iphone than he was looking at it interested, then afterwards he got a phonecall - someone called him to hangout go to a party - then when I ended the phone conversation he told me, next time you can come to and I remember have mixed feelings of him saying this making me feel bad and on the other side me feeling yeah like I need to hang with you

[jonkopa]

First dream

Two close cousins of mine. One younger other older, where taling - don´t know who´s home - reminded me of an old young cousins home who was not in the picture - we where sitting there talking about the faqilure of drugdealers and how people killed them each time. And them starting a family was the worst mistake ever, and doing that made you more vulnreable. He thought I was talking about a family member of him and got upset while I didn´t even know about it and was just talking generally. At this scenario I was talking on the phone with him - loudspeaker(?) then he just hung up on me and seemed the be mad at me. I called back and my younger cousin answered and we talked about what happend ---------- . can´t recall.... some part of the info is missing .... , being at someone´s apartment and that guy closed the door and I turned on a laptop in a darkroom secretly, while that other guy was in the kitchen preparing food(?) [ this might be another dream to]



My second dream was about my future business paln with two relatively close friends. We where at people´s house and they where selling property. One of my friends girlfriends was sitting and acquiring information about the property and the women in question asked if she was part of the group also, and she answered yes. I corrected her in a bosy manner and said that she was not part of the group.
Afterwards I was worried that I offended my chinese friend (losing face) and I was telling what happend to the other friend. He told me I was being rude again, we ended up talking about what to do togehter in the tram. When we got in I took place in a seat in fron of him, afterwards I got up and sat next to him - I don´t know why - it was not that I was mad at him. I was telling him that I didn´t trust her and was about to tell a secret my chinese friend told me to him to reveal what she was like. But had not done this yet and woulnd´t because he told me in secret ( this secret he was telling me a whlie back .... like last year... in real life )


that is all I could recall, I must apologize for the bad grammer, I wrote it down as soon as I woke up.

[Light Leak]

I dreamed that a friend sent me a link to an article on the internet and I had to pay $10 to access it. As I continued to surf the web I realized I had to pay to click on any link...

[Fonduman]

i read this
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/technology-16068581
then later on had a dream that I cloned my cat :grin:

but then the original cat somehow got 3rd degree burns from the cloning, and I felt a deep sense of betrayal of its trust, and that i'd somehow discarded it in favour of new copies. the new ones, i also felt that i couldnt provide them with adequate attention since there was so many of them, and i'm only at home during the weekends. :no:
it was a thoroughly sad and depressing dream.

[gator]

Stumbled into a backpacker's hostel, thinking that I was in a single room and so I turned up the music on the radio and had a good time partying with people. My mom was there at some point and she told me to meet her at the baseball diamond.

When I woke up in the morning I realized that there were stairs leading up inside the room and stairs leading down and that it was actually a really large room with a lot of windows. I started looking around and saw other beds and felt bad for making a lot of noise the night before and then reasoned that I probably hadn't stayed up too late so really hadn't annoyed anyone.

Mom was there again for some reason. We were going to go to something and were dressing up nice and I said now that we're here together why don't we go together right now.

My dad and sister were at the auditorium where we ended up. They had to go to the washroom so I was waiting for them outside but then I decided that I would go as well. I passed my sister as she was on her way out and she raised an eyebrow at me.

Inside was chaos. Some of the stall doors were really small and placed really high so you could see inside the stalls. There were children running around with no pants on. Little boys peeing on the floor. Women squatting in the corners taking a shit and trying to hide it under the baseboard heaters and lines that snaked all over the place.

Outside there was a blonde woman singing on stage in a glittery dress. She was perfectly made up but there was something about her... I assumed that she must be in drag. After she finished she began to emcee a talk with a panel of other drag queens - something about success and self-esteem or something.

The first one to speak was made up like a grotesque geisha. Her make up looked like it had been plastered on with a trowel and was asymmetrical in a way that made her face look deformed.

That's about the time that I woke up.

[Roger Mexico]

Had a dream I was discussing Keanu Reeves movies with a guy who turned out to be Keanu Reeves wearing a fake beard.

Seriously, someone analyze that. WTF

[stuck]

sitting on a rocky coastline, playing the saxophone. i am close to the water. a small tidal wave comes and soaks my bag, washes away some sundries i had left resting on a rock. i try to put my saxophone away, to go, and see a purpling corpse float up. i think 'i gotta tell someone. what am i supposed to do, grab this dead body?' i wake up

[gps]

sitting on a rocky coastline, playing the saxophone. i am close to the water. a small tidal wave comes and soaks my bag, washes away some sundries i had left resting on a rock. i try to put my saxophone away, to go, and see a purpling corpse float up. i think 'i gotta tell someone. what am i supposed to do, grab this dead body?' i wake up

Yes!!!
Grab It.
It's the Part of you that was beneath the surface and an Act of Nature has delivered that previously submerged to your Waking consciousness.
Embrace It.
Tell It IT has been found and your glad to have received the honor and opportunity for a reunion.
Then watch how things unfold.

[gps]

<unintentional duplicate. How do I delete this?>

[pesquisa]

I came upon a climbing thing and climbed it because it was there. There was no going back as there were other climbers behind me. It was a narrow concave vertical path with a concrete tree bark sculptured surface and irregularly placed climbing nubs. I was concerned that I might not be able to make it to the top which was not in sight in the night's blackness.

Relieved, I made it to the top and found it ended in an apartment where a party was ensuing, hosted by a hot blonde relative who I had never met. She was a Scarlett Johansen look alike. I'll call her Scarlett. Generally I find non related raven beauties to be the most attractive, but hotness comes in all hues and many lineages. And she was hot for me. (Would it be otherwise in my dream?) She wanted me to check out her box of "cards," which included a note to a friend on purple paper in silver lettering. In fawning words it described how she anticipated my visit.

At the table where I was exploring Scarlett's box, my wife sat down. She started saying derogatory things about Scarlett in a loud voice that Scarlett could hear. That was awkward.

Scarlett was insisting that on the drive home that I should stop to see another relative, I've never met, working at a New Jersey casino. I had to think of reasons why I "couldn't" do that. That was awkward.

[pesquisa]

I was second in line waiting to get into an organic new age trinket store. (Why? I don't know, maybe to get a gift for Scarlett.) In front of me was a regular American, for whom I tried to leave space; and pressing against me from behind was a grungy bearded shithead who I was quickly growing to hate along with the rest of the grungy crowd pressing from behind.

I think some promos I saw for the show Portlandia inspired last nights dreams.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AVmq9dq6Nsg



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UiI0S9QV0gI&feature=related

[Fonduman]

I had a pretty disturbing dream about two years ago. I remember because I posted it on yahoo answers lol :grin:


well, i had a really disturbing dream the other night. probably more disturbing than any i've seen online altho i suppose it seems more so to me as i doubt i could completely describe a dream. still freaks me out slightly now lol.
i lived at/was staying at/existed at some sort of wooden house/hut thing on top of a green hill. a spiked wooden fence ran around the base of the hill. i cant quite remember the exact details that led to the dreams events, but the gist of it was that the ghosts of people are everywhere, all around us, but invisible. literaly all around us, like, packed like sardines in, all writhing and rotten and suffering. of course, the appearance in the dream of them seemed extremely scarey to me apparently because my mind intended them to be horrifying. anyway, in the dream, you could only see the ghosts if you looked into a mirror, but backwards over your shoulder. when u did, you would see them all, everywhere, and they would all be staring straight at you. in the dream, i let this slip to a few ppl. each time, they glanced over their shoulder into the mirror, sometimes accidentaly, and glimpsed the truth, and unvieled the knowledge that always they are there, staring at you and whatever, while they hadnt known. when they glimpsed it, they immediately couldnt handle it, they all ran screaming, threw themselves off the hill and got impaled on the fence, apparently because they couldnt live with the knowledge of this. i think i was the only one who could endure the knowledge of it.


interesting to see how my language has matured since then. I'm much less likely to use abbreviations now.

[oleander]

I hope this isn't like that thread in Introductions, which OP has given up on.

Here is one of two nightmares I remember, or possibly one of the only two nightmares I've ever had. I was probably 12~15 when I had it.
It's actually a favorite dream of mine now.


The whole dream was in black and white. I was in this slice of long hall in a mall. I could see two walls with (empty/unimportant) display windows, but the rest of the hall faded very quickly into black. I could see something like a twenty foot strip of this hall.
There were two large, square planters in this area. They had no plants, but rather than being pits, they were like holes into the dark below; there was nothing below the floor of the mall.
People walked in and out of the black, chatting, with bags, like regular shoppers. Some people sat on the back planter.

I got to look at this for a bit before I moved forward and climbed onto the front planter. I looked into it, and then I jumped. Or I fell in; there was no upwards movement, I just tilted down and fell.

I felt this sensation like, I was getting punched in the stomach, but without the pain; getting punched and riding a steep roller coaster, all in an instant. I remember how much I did not like this. I then became aware that I was dreaming and wished to wake up. I couldn't.

Suddenly the view panned out of the hole and back to the hall. A big, white "GAME OVER" appeared above the pit.

I respawned. I climbed onto the planter. I fell. I got punched in the stomach. I wanted to wake up. GAME OVER. Respawn. Climb. Fall. Punch. Want. OVER. Respawn. Climb. Fall. Punch. Want. OVER. Respawn.


This happened many, many, many, many times. The same thing over and over and over.


I eventually woke up, feeling extremely exhausted.

[stuck]

Yes!!!
Grab It.
It's the Part of you that was beneath the surface and an Act of Nature has delivered that previously submerged to your Waking consciousness.
Embrace It.
Tell It IT has been found and your glad to have received the honor and opportunity for a reunion.
Then watch how things unfold.

excruciatingly prescient. the corpse has been grabbed!

[angelique]

It's my wedding day. We're next to the water's edge. Outside the sun is scintillating- and I can see all the reflection in the water.

I'm marrying the man I've loved since the first day I have met him. My hair colour is different from what it is now. We're standing in front of the priest about to speak.

[angelique]

Had a dream I was discussing Keanu Reeves movies with a guy who turned out to be Keanu Reeves wearing a fake beard.

Seriously, someone analyze that. WTF

"The Beard" is typically referred to a woman who marries a gay man so that he can attain political power by conforming to social norms. (AKA, Arianna Huffington and Elizabeth Kucinich). Keanu Reeves is an actor that is rumoured in Hollywood to be gay or at least bi-sexual.

Extrapolation: something about Keanu's personal and romantic life has struck a chord with you in regards to your own relationships. I would consider analysing your own motives and what you consider influences in the decisions you make in your personal life.

[D33P7HR047]

"The Beard" is typically referred to a woman who marries a gay man so that he can attain political power by conforming to social norms. (AKA, Arianna Huffington and Elizabeth Kucinich). Keanu Reeves is an actor that is rumoured in Hollywood to be gay or at least bi-sexual.

Extrapolation: something about Keanu's personal and romantic life has struck a chord with you in regards to your own relationships. I would consider analysing your own motives and what you consider influences in the decisions you make in your personal life.

You think Dennis Kucinich is gay?

Looks more like he pounced on an opportunity (http://wikiality.wikia.com/Elizabeth_Kucinich).

If he was doing it to "fit in" I don't see why he made an obvious choice. Wikipedia describes him as proposing on his second visit (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elizabeth_Kucinich). I doubt he just went around asking women to marry him.

Sounds more like people wondering why a women that looks very attractive would marry someone whom obviously is older and perhaps makes it seems a little different from your typical stereotypical relation in mainstream media.

[Madrigal]

We're standing in front of the priest about to speak.

You took your laptop with you? It's not even posted from a mobile device?!

[Madrigal]

ROFL. Forgot this was the Tell Me Your Dream thread. :lol:

edit: uh oh, I better gtfo quick :D

[angelique]

You think Dennis Kucinich is gay?



A lot of men in politics are gay. I wouldn't be surprised if Kucinich is, except for the fact that it wouldn't help his political career. Obviously their marriage was one of convenience and an arranged marriage of sorts which is the norm in political circles.


You took your laptop with you? It's not even posted from a mobile device?!

I don't have a laptop. I have an ipad. :)

[MacGuffin]

I had a dream last night that I was in a prison with House, the TV character. There was a riot and House got shot and paralyzed from the waist down. I remember thinking he won't need his cane to limp around anymore.

[kuranes]

I dreamed two sequences that were connected with a fragile link, which was the strange woman I was supposed to be getting it on with, and the location we were supposed to meet. Partway through the dream the nature of the woman changed, and the location kept morphing slightly throughout.

The location was a cheap hotel or budget apartment building.

In the first part of the dream, I think her room itself was deficient in two ways. First, it was really small, with a bed that looked more like a small cot sticking out of the wall like a shelf. ( I'm 6 foot four inches tall, and 270 pounds, and so ( in real life and in dreams ) I'm often encountering things that are too small to accommodate me.

The other thing bad about her actual room was that there was a neighbor downstairs whose voice was clearly audible. We knew that our noises or voices would also be clearly audible, therefore. Little privacy.

The first version of the woman ( I can't recall how we met ) was a short Asian woman. She was only short relative to me, and had legs that were much longer than her torso.

For some reason, during the early stages of our acquaintance, I had apparently never seen her up close. In the dream, when I was finally seeing her up close, I noticed that it was difficult to see her nose.

There were nostrils that were so small as to look like two beauty marks. "Sometimes the noses of women are drawn like this, in cartoons", I thought, even in the dream. When I got closer i had been expecting to see more of the nose itself, especially in profile, but...I still wasn't seeing much. How a woman's nose looks is very much a part of her physical charms, to me.

I looked even closer, to her possible irritation, and thought that perhaps I had discerned an explanation. It looked like there might be cloth over her nose that was expertly flesh-tinted. Her eyes and mouth ( and nostrils too ? ) were not covered by this, as if there were perfectly made cut-outs to allow for them.

This possible glimpse of slightly stretched fabric led me to two conclusions. ( 1. ) That there probably was a nose, even if it was a little nub of a nose, and ( 2. ) that perhaps this was some kind of 21st century veil ! Was this a Muslim Chinese or a Muslim Japanese woman ? ( I had seen a movie Saturday on Native American blacks. )

The part of me that enjoys horror movies also briefly conjectured that I would see a nose hole, like that of a skull, when the veil/mask was removed.

This was the first part of the dream and I think I was interrupted in my sleep by something.

When it resumed, I was pleasantly surprised to see that there was no mystery anymore, about how the woman looked with whom I was supposed to get it on. She rather rapidly morphed into a fairly chunky black woman who was behaving as awkwardly as I was feeling inside. She seemed shy, as though she was not used to doing this.

We hadn't said anything prior to this about there being a charge for the sex, but I now noticed that she had brought along a machine like that used in factories for punching a "time in" and a "time out". She explained that she wanted some money upfront, regardless of time clock indicators. I gave her $35.00, and this seemed acceptable. In fact, I thought I detected her barely suppressing surprise, as though she had expected less.

She had brought along two other people, as though to protect her, or validate her version of events, in case I tried to misbehave. They were both blacks, also. One was a guy, who gave me a sheepish look, as though he was embarrassed to be part of this. He was carrying a small ladder when I first saw him, and I told him that we would have no need of that. We both laughed about this, as though to break the ice. The other woman was perhaps a sister or friend. She winked at me, flirtatiously, to let me know that she could be persuaded to be part of the fun, too. I left it ambiguous.

Earlier, the Asian woman without a nose had explained that we would be using the lounge that residents could requisition for private events. So, we were in that room instead of upstairs in "private" apartments. We would close and lock the entrance, but we kept expecting knocks on the door, as people came by wondering how long we were going to be occupying it. So, the awkward feeling stuck around, due to this, and other factors. We would have had an awkward period anyway, since we were all strangers tom one another.

There was one area off to the far right side that exposed a breezeway that ran between our building and the apartments next door. A plump white woman in the basement apartment of that building briefly became visible, fluffing the pillows on her couch or something. By now, the young chunky black woman and her sister had taken off their tops so that they were down to brassieres. The neighbor woman noticed this, and nodded at me with a smile, or thumbs up, amused but approving. She seemed only slightly surprised. ( I even thought that it was too bad that I might likely forget how to get back to this area, in order to make her acquaintance, too. )

The black man looked at me as though he hoped that i wouldn't be asking for his participation also, and I reassured him with a look that attempted to say "As a matter of fact, your presence is not required whatsoever" . We started to adjust this big bed that I was surprised to see the lounge provided, right there in the center of the right side of the room, across from the TV. After a little while of cuddling ( the sister had joined in ) I remembered that no one had ever punched a beginning time on the time keeping device. I didn't know whether this would work to my advantage or disadvantage to let it go.

I think we were later interrupted and there were arguments over what was owed etc. The dream is fading from my memory.

Earlier that night I had dreamed of my sister's Siamese cat, Yachee, snuggling up with me under the covers on a family visit.

[MoneyJungle]

All I remember was Herman Cain was there with an airtight excuse for his adultery. I hit snooze and forgot what it was. I remember waking up and thinking "can't argue with that."

[BlueBell24]

I remember mine last night.. I was in jail and trying to prove that I was innocent. I did manage to in the end but let's just say it was that intense I was drenched in sweat when I woke up. What a way to start the morning :) lol

[nazirah]

I have recurring dreams of men wanting to rape me. It's different situations every time I have rape dreams. But it's always just one guy, a different one in each dream. Sometimes they're old with really long white hair and nails, sometimes amazingly good-looking, sometimes sultan of a kingdom, sometimes a robber, sometimes my father. They'd always have an advantage over me, stronger, they can fly, faster, etc. Just before they're about to pin me down and rape me, I wake up.

Thing is. I have totally normal homosexual dreams. I'm either a girl having sex with a girl. Or I'm a bisexual male.

I've always wanted my sex dreams analysed. What does Freud say about all that?

Also, lately, I've realised that my partner resembles my mother a lot. (Not in a lesbian relationship) And I am so much like my father, it's scary. What's up with that?

[D33P7HR047]

What's up with that?

An interpretation online (http://d2prxy8bgthmlr.cloudfront.net/a/Dream_Interpretation_Rape/id/270949)

[MacGuffin]

Last night I had a sex dream about an intersexed person (hermaphrodite for those of you still stuck in the 20th century). I'll call her female because she was a girl I knew from grade to high school.

She was markedly female except instead of a clitoris, she had a large penis. I gave her a handjob.

Top that bitches!

[starla]

I dreamed that a naked motorcycle jumping craze had overtaken California. Naked motorcycle jumping was done exclusively by women. People would ride around on crotch rocket-type motorcycles. About half the women on these motorcycles were clothed, and the rest were naked. As motorcycles passed each other, naked chicks would leap from one motorcycle to another. I was riding around in a car watching all of this.

What does it all mean?

[ApeTheDog]

Very weird dream.

A guy was going to do a basejump off somewhere high up. He was hanging in some kind of tower, with nothing but air below him. Then was dropped down. But something went wrong and he fell diagonally instead of down. Instead of fall to his death he grabbed on to a bridge he was jumping towards, in passing by. He manages to stop his fall, with great effort. At this point his main concern is that he looks foolish doing this to the people on the bridge. So not wanting to be embarassed he pretends like this was all planned and runs across the bridge (which is point white, classical renaissance with lots of statues of kings and holy people), finds some statue of a king and takes his expensive jewelry. He now runs back across the bridge. At this point a lot of children have somehow joined him on the bridge and are dancing around him and cheering him, shouting: "Long live the enemy!"

[oleander]

I just dreamed about this NEET shut-in who was possibly a veteran from some war. He was online more than a regular person, but also spent time lots of time offline to take care of and play with his two kids, who were always happy and running around laughing; it was rather idyllic, though they were clearly poor. Some fun stuff happened in a virtual world, and then in the last few moments of the dream, the guy just up and kills his kids and cops surrounded the house.

:(






To see a computer in your dream symbolizes technology, information, and modern life. New areas of opportunities are being opened to you. Alternatively, computers represent a lack of individuality and lack of emotions and feelings. Too often, you are just going along with the flow, without voicing your own opinions and views. You may also feel a depreciated sense of superiority.

To dream that you are playing computer games represent a situation in your waking life where you either win or lose. If you dream the game is over, then it indicates that something has come to an end. Consider the type of game and how it parallels your life.

To dream that you lose a child represents losing hope. It may also suggests that a project is not working out as you had wanted it to.

To dream that you have committed a murder indicates that you are putting an end to an old habit and a former way of thinking. This could also refer to an end to an addiction. Alternatively, the dream indicates that you have some repressed aggression or rage at yourself or at someone.

To dream that you are alone indicates feelings of rejection. You may be feeling that no one understand you.

To dream of the internet signifies your need to connect and communicate with a larger network of people. The dream may be highlighting the importance of networking.


The dream wasn't actually about me, though. Does that matter?

[RaptorWizard]

Dreams are the seeds of creation made manifest!

[oleander]

I guess I better never have kids, then.

[Michtrologi]

Unfortunately I can't remember my dreams as much as before, so I just have only two fragments from it.

In the first one I saw a ship which turned out to be a submarine, and was on it's way, diving. In it, I could see a cross.

In the second fragment, I was sitting at a narrow table and next to me sat a non human being, an Android, and some equipment attached to it's mouth.

[gator]

I installed a really souped up fancy wheelchair lift into the back of my 1985 Ford Ranger and was testing it out.

[OutsideYourWorld]

I had a dream the other week, about being an astronaut (my first, actually). We were in a very small, apollo sized capsule, orbiting around what I believe was the moon (Earth was still clearly visible). It wasn't very detailed, but I had the feeling that we were in a panic, and had one shot to get back to the Earth, or else we would be lost in space forever. It was the weirdest, coldest, darkest feeling i've had in a dream for a long time. It wasn't a BAD feeling, but more one of "shit, this is going to be the biggest decision, stroke of good/bad luck i'll ever face.... Interesting." It was odd, looking at Earth through a small circular glass window, everything humanity had ever really known was on that little sphere of rock, surrounded by the pitch black void of space.

the dream sure didn't last long enough, though. I think i was woken up by my brother!

Anyway, i'm going to be travelling abroad for about a year coming up very soon, so i'm assuming that it's a pretty obvious connection. Cool dream, though.

[PriorJunkie]

That's really close to what astronauts actually feel when they see the blue marble.

I had a dream that my brother was trying to kill me. And when I tried to stop him with force, every punch and bow I landed did nothing. He's my little brother and we have an alright relationship. This came out of the blue. But my punches and elbows not doing shit is a theme in all my dreams.

Last night I dreamed I was back in Mississippi. Back in school as well. A friend of mine needed a ride home. Thought my ex girlfriend was riding with me. My old Vespa, which I had in the dream, wouldn't ave been able to take the weight of three people so I had to turn him down. Time lurched forward a little bit and now it was the agreed upon meet up time between me and this girl. I expected her to be at her house so I showed up. It was just her dad and her little cousin. She ditched me. I wound up just getting piss drunk with her dad. Then I dipped out. In real life I wouldn't have been sucked into a situation like this. I hate those two with all my being.

[Denton]

Now this is a forum question I would be interested to hear your thoughts:

The dream, as with most dreams, is phantasmagoric. The first scene is me with my high school friends on a remote island (don't ask me how we got there, I don't know). We are looking for clues to get off the island and came across what looked like a rock cemented to hide something. We begin looking over it to discover why it was there and if there was any benefit for us. As my friend, Kevin, began to look into the crevices and saw what he thought was a gold bar. First thought, we are rich, once we are off this island. They were unable to break the rock any more, and I asked if I could give it a try. Not because of any strength to my own, but my first try I found a week spot in the rock, pushed a whole open and pulled. The whole ledge came off separating two metal pieces. The "gold" wasn't gold, but a piece of the hardware to this device. Have no clue what the device was, but they went on top of each other.

Second scene: Somehow, my wife is with me and all my friends and I are on Elephants. We are trying to help them escape as well. When we look the coast seems to be all clear. Then there is a shift in scenery in-front of us. Our landscape doesn't change, but now in-front of us there is the owner of the island. He is currently on a lion. There is a whole army of Apes, in army suits, and a huge water front with thousands of alligators, big alligators. There is now no way we can escape with the elephants. And we begin running to our right.

Third scene: As we are running the landscape changes again, and we are jumping off a cliff into water. As we are swimming to the ledge, I am thinking how unfortunate it is that we were unable to save the elephants, but now the difficult task before is "how do we climb out of here, without getting caught."

I wake up.