• Sleep and Dreams megathread V4
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I had a dream last night... I was in a cold, concrete home with a nice design. It was decorated like a mansion, with a red carpet, fancy vases on pillars, and blurry paintings every where. But it was small and isolated. I looked behind me, into the entrance, and saw/felt only a cold black void in the middle of nowhere. I walked into the room on the right, seeing a basic setup of a neatened room. A wooden closet door, and red coarse blanket covering a small mattress in the middle. Supported by a small accommodating wooden frame. This room was painted in white walls, and a medium-sized window w/o curtains, peering into a black void where only cold entered. The place was well-lit and everything. Anyways, as I curiously stood in the room I felt a heavy presence. I looked into the closet and saw nothing--and then, from the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow zip past me. I had a strong feeling, a feeling that told me who this shadow was. This shadow was me, and it was stalking me. It felt isolated in this small in-the-void home, and I knew that the only thing present in this isolated hole was me and myself. I looked around and I soon saw the shadow zip around the bed and it finally zipped toward me--then I awoke in a sweat... I didn't find anything about stuff like this online, but I have a feeling it represented my own mind. If somebody could.. could you interpret this for me? Thanks.
I've been sleeping for inordinate lengths of time as of late, easily 12+ hours if I don't set an alarm (If I alarm I can get up no issue only noticed this at weekends etc.) Thoughts? (Is this a medical thread kind of question?)
How old are you, how long has this been happening, and how much sleep were you getting before this started? If you're a teenager, you might be at that stage when you sleep & grow a lot. If it's only been for a few days and you weren't sleeping enough beforehand, you might just be making up for those missing hours. If you have a feeling that it might be medical and/or there's no reason, consult [url=http://www.facepunch.com/threads/1112320]this thread[/url].
I know this has been told for people not to do this but should I get myself a Remee? I'm taking steps to try and lucid dream right now to "prepare" for Remee.
Recently I've been having nuts dreams, and then at some point during the night I will wake up. My eyes will still be shut and ill be thinking like "damn, this sucks i can't move" and i'll try to wake myself up and I'll start freaking out as if I let myself fall asleep i'll have some intense nightmare or something (never do). I'm not sure how these episodes end as I can't really remember.
[QUOTE=ZenX2;35850301]How old are you, how long has this been happening, and how much sleep were you getting before this started? If you're a teenager, you might be at that stage when you sleep & grow a lot. If it's only been for a few days and you weren't sleeping enough beforehand, you might just be making up for those missing hours. If you have a feeling that it might be medical and/or there's no reason, consult [url=http://www.facepunch.com/threads/1112320]this thread[/url].[/QUOTE] 22 I've always slept pretty normally, 7-8 hours when I was working. Was made redundant so I've got more time on my hands just seems odd that I just seem unable to wake up without an alarm, usually at weekends I'd sleep a little longer but not by another 4-5 hours.
I had a lucid dream last night, compleatly at random, didnt even intend too, for whatever reason a character in my dream told me to think about why i could run to america accross the ocean (i replied magic?) "no." then i did a RC and realised i was dreaming, walked through a door like it wasn't there.
I've been dreaming a lot about [url=http://filesmelt.com/dl/lelan.JPG]this girl[/url] lately for some reason. Kinda creeps me out that I'm dreaming about a game character I created, but she's for some reason a lot of fun to talk to. I can't even tell if the dreams are lucid or not; they feel reasonably clear but I never seem to have control.
we're looking at surrealism in my visual arts, and the assignment is to construct a surreal "photomontage". made me think of this thread, so i thought i'd skim through and actually base my work off some of peoples dreams posted on here. lucid dreaming is too creepy for me, but i'll try some of these dream recalling techniques and try to keep a journal aswell.
Had a dream about trying to survive disasters with a group of ~10 people. They kept dying though, one at a time, and at the end there weren't many left. I remember being near a ferris wheel when an earthquake struck, and the wheel got dislodged. And started rolling on the ground. Towards us, ofcourse. One of us got squished by it and the rest of us dodged successfully. But thanks to incredibly bad luck and dream magic, the wheel slowly changed direction and came towards us again. And again, and again. We managed to escape via an air vent, which led us to a small house in the middle of a desert. It was night. The sky was very pretty as it always is in my dreams. But then I saw a shooting star. It grew bigger and more bright, I realized it was an asteroid. It streaked across the sky in a ball of fire, hit the area near the horizon and caused a tremendous nuclear explosion. It looked extremely vivid, like my brain somehow copied a nuclear explosion from the countless youtube vids I've seen and amplified the vividity a tenfold. We took cover behind the house, but one of the guys was too slow and got hit by the blastwave and completely disintegrated. The blastwave also hit the ferris wheel, which started moving from its power and, surprise surprise, tipped slightly to the right and ended up coming straight at us.
I've had nightmares practically every day since Febuary, i suffered depression when they started and i since got over it but apparently the nightmares continue. They dont make me depressed or sad, just scared, every night is a different nightmare. Kind of changed who i am, i read a lot more horrors now and i can stand to play horror games and i read a lot of horror fiction/watch horror movies. But some of these nightmares are fucking insane and i see no reason for them, i know im only fueling the fire by playing horror games and reading horror fiction but yea, Some of them are fucked up.
I had a shitty night recently. I can't end up fighting off the dreams, but since a young age I've had the ability to pull myself back awake on command when things get too sketchy for my taste. Last night I was killed on three separate occasions, all by some fucker named draco. I think this might have been slightly influenced by the game lone survivor, but who's to say. This bastard killed me in three different ways. The first time he shot me in the chest. I was walking down a dark road when he pulled out from behind a corner, and i died pretty hard. it was strange, I don't ever remember hearing his name, but i knew it was draco. It took me a little while after he shot me to wake myself up, which consisted of his laughter and me bleeding out. I woke up scared and sweaty, but I eventually got back to sleep (took serious time, i have insomnia), but i guess my head wasn't in the right spot, for he came back again. I was wandering around a city on a main road when the bastard stabbed me in the chest. More laughter but again I pulled myself back awake. the weird bit was I wasn't alone, it was a busy street, like new york city or something, with plenty of pedestrians walking by. After another hour or so I got back to sleep, but the draco trilogy continued. this time he pushed me off of a cliff. A CLIFF. I was at what seemed like a cool grassy grand canyon, and it was beautiful. UNTIL that fucker came up and pushed me off the edge of the cliff. this time I woke myself up very soon after he pushed me, and according to my roomate I woke him up by yelling "DAMNIT DRACO!" (I live in a dorm) after that i just decided "fuck it" and didn't try to sleep again. i got a total of 2-3 hours of sleep, and a monstrously fast heart rate. I haven't had a night that bad since my childhood (when i initially developed insomnia from nightmeres) here's hoping that it doesn't become a thing
[QUOTE=Birdman101;35845452]I fell asleep watching through the wormhole last night. fuggen awesome.[/QUOTE] Best way to fall asleep.
ok so over the past week I have been getting into the habit of doing reality checks quite often, and finally, yesterday morning, after I woke up and convinced my mom to let me stay home from school I went back to sleep and had a lucid dream, but I tried to summon stuff and it didn't work. the only thing I could do was raise my hand, and make the ground shake, it was weird, it was like I was about to fire a laser out of my hand. so how do I summon stuff? I tried concentrating but I think I was too excited to have enough control over what I could do
I've been having a lot of vivid dreams, and I've been trying to do reality checks in real life and in the dreams, but I still haven't been lucid for a long time
Just dreamt my little sister stabbed me in the chest while I was asleep. Apparently that pissed me off enough to ask her to try it again when I'm not asleep. She tried and I took the knife and stabbed her. First nightmare I've had in atleast 12 years.
sunday-tuesday nights I went to sleep around 9, woke up unintentionally at a little after 4, and couldn't quite get back to sleep fully until 6 when I got up before my alarm (this has been happening on and off for a while) last night I was done with APs so I stayed up later, around 2 I still unintentionally got up a little after 4, and I still got up before my alarm
not really interested in lucid dreams at the moment, more dream recall, but that isn't working too well for me. someone on here suggested eating peanut butter/bananas, and obviously keeping a diary. been doing all this and have only remembered 1 dream in the past week. sometimes i kinda feel like i could remember the dream at one point after waking up but it just sort of faded. like, very briefly. hard to explain.
Had some pretty funky hypnagogic imagery last night. Went to sleep, tired as fuck, several hours earlier than usual because of not sleeping well the past two nights. After laying on the bed for about 10 minutes a dog swam past my eyes. It was swimming on nothing. And seemed really exhausted by the sounds it made.
any car I'm driving usually loses breaking power in dreams, shit sucks
Ever since 7th grade a lot of my dreams have ended with me turning around and having a dodge ball slam into my face. Does this happen to anyone else, when your dreams keep ending the same way?
[QUOTE=shrinkme;35919085]Ever since 7th grade a lot of my dreams have ended with me turning around and having a dodge ball slam into my face. Does this happen to anyone else, when your dreams keep ending the same way?[/QUOTE] my dreams always used to end with me running from a helicopter and jumping off a cliff
One of my dreams last night was p nice One was about being in the year 2027 in some futuristic city. I was giving a tour to some people who had just woken up from a 20-year coma into this future. Huge skyscrapers, people owning their own flying mechs flying on air highways, huge spaceships flying above etc. One of the spaceships was basically the size of a football stadium, and was floating in the middle of some skyscrapers, almost above us. The main superstructure was underneath, much smaller than the rest of the vehicle. A cubical object with a death star-like, but black surface with lights in it and antennas etc popping out, a very techy look. From that, a huge silver ring stretched out in front of the ship, which held a giant beam cannon in place (four sided, not round), which stuck out from the superstructure. I watched it for a while, but it started turning towards us and charging up its laser (sorry). The sound it made was a very generic charging sound with red particles going towards the tip of the gun and we ran like hell. Reached a house and covered behind it. The ship fired and obliterated our surroundings. I escaped in a hole, which was the entrance to an ancient, 1200-year old maze with puzzles in it that had to be solved to get out. There was a cage with a skeleton in it, that was trying to get out, smacking it over and over. The puzzles were quite silly (like put a piece of soap in this water, and the foam would overflow and run on the floor to another piece of soap, which would overflow etc. until the foam reached a switch). After I solved all of them, I managed to escape via a bright white tunnel.
I just had the strangest, yet most vivid dream that I have ever had. I was driving through a city. Eventually, I noticed someone was chasing me. I got them off my tail after a chase. I noticed I was running low on gas, so I went home. For some reason, this girl was sitting in my room. She used to be one of my closest friends, years ago. I haven't talked to her much lately though, since we go to different schools now. We talked for awhile, but I don't remember what we talked about. I left my room, and my mom told me to pack my things because we were leaving for some reason. A voice rang in my head, and a young boy with a strange-looking book appeared before me. He opened it up to a certain page, and handed it to me, with a sheepish grin on his face. The book was labelled "LD66575" or something to that degree. I heard the voice again, warning me about reading the book. I read it anyway. On the page the boy opened up for me, it was just a mass of jumbled letters and numbers, and was incomprehensible. Yet I couldn't take my eyes off it. When I reached the bottom of the page, a fierce pain pierced my head, and my vision went black for about a minute. When I recovered, everything seemed different, even though their appearances remained the same as before. I heard the voice again, saying that I've gained access to the answer of life. I felt an impulse to reopen the book to that one page. For some reason, the characters looked different, yet they were still not anything the world has seen. I was able to understand them. It told me that the goal of humanity was to escape. But escape from what, exactly? And then I woke up. Can anyone tell me what the hell this dream meant?
Had one of the best dreams I've had in a long time yesterday. Me, and about 4-5 other people were going into a hospital to do..well...apparently some murders. It was like a real life game of Trouble in Terrorist Town, and I was the traitor. Not really sure how it all started but I remember walking through dark corridors, looking for anyone. I had a radar that showed where people are every 30 seconds or so. While walking, I found a room, and it had windows in it and a hospital bed in it. I knew someone was in there so I went around it. I looked for a way then I realized there is a hallway behind all the rooms in that one corridor. I go in the hallway, and what do you know? There are windows there too. I figured, what the hell and walked past it, looking into the room, I see a sick man lying on a hospital bed. He looks at me and opens his mouth, either in shock or trying to call for help. I go around that one hallway behind the rooms and come right back to where I was before in the hallway. This time, I see 2 people. All this time while in dark clothing, a black beanie hat and wielding a shotgun similar to the one you would find in TF2. I start walking towards them, put my shotgun up to them and yelled something along the lines of "Stop! Hands up! Don't move!" They do as asked, and the sick man in the hospital bed I saw before could probably hear me, and his door was even open. One of the other men in my group arrived here and shot one of the 2 people we stopped. I got the other one down on his knees with his hands behind his head. I shot him once in the back with the shotgun. He just jolted forward from the initial blast but was still on his knees. There was no blood or anything or the sort whatsoever. So I took the back end of my shotgun and hit his back with it. He fell to the ground. I knew the shotgun shot him but it didn't show any signs of it doing anything to him. As I walk to the room with the sick man, I see the guy I just shot try getting up. I just left him because I knew he was too injured to get up, and even if he managed to get up he couldn't possibly to anything from his current condition. So I finally walk into the room with the man I probably had scared shitless just a while back. The other guy in my group comes into the room as well, and we both look at the sick man. He was coughing pretty badly and I wouldn't kill him. The dream ended when I went to a table in his room, and was looking for something through a pile of clothes. There are still parts of the dream I remember but are too fuzzy to be put into context with the rest of the dream, although it still has to do with it.
had my first lucid dream almost got hit by a car on this street near my house, then i suddenly thought to myself "why am i so scared, this is just a dream" then it hit me that i was dreaming and i covered my nose as a reality check then i tried to run to my house with superspeed but the dream faded out to purple after about 10 seconds was still kickass though
Okay, I'm going to analyze/comment on some shia, but I'm lazy so I'm going to do one at a time and edit in my other responses. [QUOTE=Parakon;35915330]any car I'm driving usually loses breaking power in dreams, shit sucks[/QUOTE] I would assume that means that you've felt that things in your life sort of spiral out of control and can't be stopped. [QUOTE=BlackCrow;35846623]I had a dream last night... I was in a cold, concrete home with a nice design. It was decorated like a mansion, with a red carpet, fancy vases on pillars, and blurry paintings every where. But it was small and isolated. I looked behind me, into the entrance, and saw/felt only a cold black void in the middle of nowhere. I walked into the room on the right, seeing a basic setup of a neatened room. A wooden closet door, and red coarse blanket covering a small mattress in the middle. Supported by a small accommodating wooden frame. This room was painted in white walls, and a medium-sized window w/o curtains, peering into a black void where only cold entered. The place was well-lit and everything. Anyways, as I curiously stood in the room I felt a heavy presence. I looked into the closet and saw nothing--and then, from the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow zip past me. I had a strong feeling, a feeling that told me who this shadow was. This shadow was me, and it was stalking me. It felt isolated in this small in-the-void home, and I knew that the only thing present in this isolated hole was me and myself. I looked around and I soon saw the shadow zip around the bed and it finally zipped toward me--then I awoke in a sweat... I didn't find anything about stuff like this online, but I have a feeling it represented my own mind. If somebody could.. could you interpret this for me? Thanks.[/QUOTE] Okay, so... that doesn't sound very happy. I think that obviously is a play on the Jungian archetype, the "shadow", or the anti-sub, if you prefer. Your mind holds dark secrets, apparently. Which is really bizarrely common for some reason... it's like, really, shit isn't that dark, brain, seriously, what the hell, just tell me and let me work things out, mmk? Er, anyways. My point is that there is a part of you that you don't really ever show IRL, maybe you know what it is or wants, maybe not, I dunno. But hiding secrets from yourself like that causes stress, conscious or not... you dreamt what you did because of that stress. People get too hasty about considering their anti-subs/shadows to be, like, people in your mind. But it's more complicated than that... it's your mind that's doing it, it's all you. It's just... the mind likes to work things out with metaphors and such: it's easier to understand internal conflict as a good vs. evil cagematch, even if that makes no sense whatsoever in context. ...you need to take a deep look at yourself and... well, work with what you're given. If it's a shade monster, find something to be a light in your darkness. That's so metaphorical or something. Point being, um... yeah. Be inquisitive and open, but not scared. Make peace where you can, though, because it's sooo much easier integrating than it is to spend the rest of your life fighting it. ...so I was totally expecting to be able to say more about other peoples' stuff because people are having pretty awesome dreams about really deep stuff, but I'm at a total loss for everyone else. I guess I really shouldn't be trying to post stuff like this when sleep-deprived... I get all... weird.
Well, I should really not read SCP before going to bed. I just had a dream about being a D-Class testing [url=http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-106]106[/url]; I don't think I need to say just how unpleasant that was.
[QUOTE=arfbarf;35926714]I just had the strangest, yet most vivid dream that I have ever had. I was driving through a city. Eventually, I noticed someone was chasing me. I got them off my tail after a chase. I noticed I was running low on gas, so I went home. For some reason, this girl was sitting in my room. She used to be one of my closest friends, years ago. I haven't talked to her much lately though, since we go to different schools now. We talked for awhile, but I don't remember what we talked about. I left my room, and my mom told me to pack my things because we were leaving for some reason. A voice rang in my head, and a young boy with a strange-looking book appeared before me. He opened it up to a certain page, and handed it to me, with a sheepish grin on his face. The book was labelled "LD66575" or something to that degree. I heard the voice again, warning me about reading the book. I read it anyway. On the page the boy opened up for me, it was just a mass of jumbled letters and numbers, and was incomprehensible. Yet I couldn't take my eyes off it. When I reached the bottom of the page, a fierce pain pierced my head, and my vision went black for about a minute. When I recovered, everything seemed different, even though their appearances remained the same as before. I heard the voice again, saying that I've gained access to the answer of life. I felt an impulse to reopen the book to that one page. For some reason, the characters looked different, yet they were still not anything the world has seen. I was able to understand them. It told me that the goal of humanity was to escape. But escape from what, exactly? And then I woke up. Can anyone tell me what the hell this dream meant?[/QUOTE] Whenever I have dreams about metaphorical shit in my mind, it is always written in odd symbols. I never tried understanding them, I just figured that's something in the subconscious department. I don't mess with my subs stuff and he doesn't mess with mine. [editline]14th May 2012[/editline] [QUOTE=teh_1337_r0XX0r;35935615]Okay, I'm going to analyze/comment on some shia, but I'm lazy so I'm going to do one at a time and edit in my other responses. I would assume that means that you've felt that things in your life sort of spiral out of control and can't be stopped. Okay, so... that doesn't sound very happy. I think that obviously is a play on the Jungian archetype, the "shadow", or the anti-sub, if you prefer. Your mind holds dark secrets, apparently. Which is really bizarrely common for some reason... it's like, really, shit isn't that dark, brain, seriously, what the hell, just tell me and let me work things out, mmk? Er, anyways. My point is that there is a part of you that you don't really ever show IRL, maybe you know what it is or wants, maybe not, I dunno. But hiding secrets from yourself like that causes stress, conscious or not... you dreamt what you did because of that stress. People get too hasty about considering their anti-subs/shadows to be, like, people in your mind. But it's more complicated than that... it's your mind that's doing it, it's all you. It's just... the mind likes to work things out with metaphors and such: it's easier to understand internal conflict as a good vs. evil cagematch, even if that makes no sense whatsoever in context. ...you need to take a deep look at yourself and... well, work with what you're given. If it's a shade monster, find something to be a light in your darkness. That's so metaphorical or something. Point being, um... yeah. Be inquisitive and open, but not scared. Make peace where you can, though, because it's sooo much easier integrating than it is to spend the rest of your life fighting it. ...so I was totally expecting to be able to say more about other peoples' stuff because people are having pretty awesome dreams about really deep stuff, but I'm at a total loss for everyone else. I guess I really shouldn't be trying to post stuff like this when sleep-deprived... I get all... weird.[/QUOTE] I did a bit of messing around in dreams and now I am sometimes portrayed as a man on fire, different color flames for the occasion. I feed on emotion, and fear is my favorite. Fear at its worst, for me, is absolute dread, knowing you can do nothing about it. I want to feel dread, but I stopped having scary dreams. My favorite dreams were the ones that happened on the haunted old cruise liner. I felt tied to that ship, as I was the original captain. The ship was a part of me. Now I can't get back there. It seems K has dropped the idea for the ship and moved on to other ventures.
I just had this crazy elaborate space invasion dream where me and my family were had to defend our house which somehow became forested over time, maybe due to the aliens being plant based. It was kind of like pod people meets alien, all our neighbors were being replaced and we were discovered a few times and had to do glorious battle with pretty big agile aliens not unlike the Independence Day aliens. I was terrified the entire dream, and usually people on my side of the conflict would die, but they didn't despite getting messed up by said aliens. My dad somehow became a cyborg with what I assume was wireless in his foot.
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