• Sleep and Dreams megathread V4
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Had an amusing dream last night. I was enrolled in Barack Obama's personal university, because Obama personally invited me to study there. Went in and hanged around with some guys and Obama was there acting cool and so on. I also remember flying. And taking pictures with my phone of the building and the surrounding area, while constantly repeating to myself "This time these dream photos will surely be visible in my real life phone!" "I will show these amazing sights to everyone when I wake up" and so on (such dream stupidity, doing that didn't make me go lucid at all)
I had a dream I was at a club and I saw Steve Aoki, and nobody else noticed him except for the DJ who played one of his mixes. So I went over and I was like "hey hes playing your mix" and then we were hanging out for the whole night and shit :v:
When i was about 10-12 years old i had nightmares about a dead little girl, it caused me to have kinda insomnia for about 2 years as i was having these nightmares regularly and refused to sleep. In my dreams she would come on the TV when it wasn't turned on and would start hitting her head on the wall and start laughing. It scared me so bad that I had to put a blanket on my TV at night. Anyways, these stopped by the age of 13 but ever since I've had these dreams where I am strapped to a chair and I am faced with a TV playing music and I am trying to close my eyes but my dream wont let me and i get all scared up to the point where a jack in the box pops up or something funny appears on the TV. I get these dreams about half the time I sleep and it's not always a TV either. I get ones where I feel like i'm running away from this little girl but when i turn around its my dog smiling at me or where im locked in a room and I hear her laughter but when the door opens its my mother. It doesn't bother me anymore but i am always thinking about it. Does anyone else had anything similar to this? has it went away over time?
Why is it that whenever I fall asleep at school, I only have dreams where I'm falling off of something or falling down in general. I'll be peacefully sleeping in class, then I have a dream I'm falling off of like a building or something and instantly jolt awake. Then I look around nervously to see if anyone saw me fucking jump when I woke up.
Here's one of the dreams I remember best: So me and the Blues Brothers were trying to steal "How to make electricity for dummies" from Stephen Hawking. We went up to the second floor of the bookstore he owned and grabbed it out of his hand. We quickly stormed down to the car and threw it into the trunk, but Hawking was following us in his electric chair. We then drove off in an exciting chase, Hawking following. We turned up a hill, but the car didn't have enough power to get up, so I opened "How to make electricity for dummies" and made some more power (???), which got us up. Hawking was right on our heels, so when we were at the top we had no choice but to drive off the cliff, which landed us on a weather balloon. We drove off that again and landed in the parking lot of a mall. Hawking had done the same and was trailing us. I got out of the car and ran. I jumped through some old ladies' window and trashed all her furniture (???) before jumping out another window. Hawking had gotten up from his chair and was now following me on-foot. Outside the ladies' window there was this wonderful field, full of flowers and train tracks. And there were trains going in every which way. So me and Hawking were dodging trains in this field, before we turned into some sort of burning demon creatures and everything turned to flames, and the book turned into the ring. After that all I remember is a lot of jumping. What could this dream mean?
I had a dream a few months back, and I keep thinking on this which is why I'm still remembering it. It started with just killing zombies and boarding up houses, but then the infection transferred to bugs in-bedding their self's in your skin. So naturally no shitter, no open windows or anything. I ended up loving a girl and went to save the rest of the world from the shithole my city had become by setting up a nuke. But before I could do it some JACKASS zombie decided to bite me.
There's this cool website to help you lucid dream called [url=www.lucidpedia.com]Lucidpedia[/url]. You make an account and you can use this feature of a dream journal and collect, organize and keep your dreams recorded digitally on the website. Well I've neglected my account for some months now and the dreams I did enter I recognized and remembered. But this one I have no memory of ever having it or recording it at all, nor does it make sense: [img]http://puu.sh/YDRJ[/img]. What the hell brain?
Yay I got lucid tonight but it was just as mom woke me up :C
I just woke up from this one, so I'll just write this down and continue snoozing. I was living in the future, where gifted individuals were given the opportunity to train in PSI (essentially "psychic" powers, for those who haven't played Earth Bound). I was a leading government agent, sent out to find and eradicate a terrorist organization who were brainwashing parts of the populous to do their bidding. Along the way, however, I was caught off guard by a sleeper agent, and captured. However, instead of brainwashing me like the other prisoners, they performed a body swap, replacing me with their top agent. They then hauled me away, and dumped me at the police station, before speeding off. I then spent the next 12 hours or so attempting to prove my innocence. Fast forward a few months. I was put in charge of the investigation in finding and tracking down the operative who body snatched me. With me, I had a partner who claimed to know a possible lead. After a quick tram ride, I found that I was at my old college, the one that had trained me in my gift when I was young. Together, we stepped inside, and started going undercover, attempting to appear as potential students. During our time undercover, I began to find clues that pointed towards the terrorist group's control over the school (hidden messages, an employee or two matched up in record bases, so on and so forth). Without warning, I was grabbed by security, and escorted to an empty dorm room. There, I met the terrorist group's leader in infiltration, who had body swapped with the chairman of the school. With this opportunity, we had a small conversation, much like the one's you'll see in a James Bond film if he get's captured. After our conversation was over, he whipped out a hand gun (a form of beretta, if I remember correctly) and dumped his magazine into me. I was bleeding out, and dying when I suddenly gained lucidity. I watched as I got my "PSI" powers back, as the bullet holes began to close. I then picked up an empty handgun off the floor (presumably the terrorist's, because he tossed it at me when he emptied the clip), and put my hands around it. I then used some new form of PSI, which basically transferred the gun to a previous point in time, allowing to have "infinite" ammo for my new weapon (I still had to reverse time to a point where the gun had bullets in it to reload, but I could do that whenever I needed to). Knowing that my cover was blown, I assassinated the chairman/terrorist and made for the exit, with brief gun fights getting in my way. At this point, I woke up, and decided to write this all down before I forget, just because it's probably been one of the most well constructed dreams that I've had for a while.
I'm not sure what I had last night. I could tell I was in a dream and everything, but I still didn't wake up. I tried to fly thinking I was in a lucid dream, but I just fell. Things were happening beyond my control. Then I felt myself waking up, so I spun around too much and my dream got fucked beyond control, so I just slapped myself and woke up.
Last night Karl Pilkington told me about his sister who uses his money to buy weed.
For some reason in a dream there was a thrift store in some solid gold ball room. I don't remember much of the dream but I picked up a copy of "Half Life" for the Genesis (??) and a "Genesis cassette player" for 1 cent each. Suddenly a SWAT team burst into the thrift store via some skylights that appeared out of nowhere and I ran back into the ball room. After a while I was heading back into the thrift store and I was like "What the fuck, why is this ball room so detailed if it is a dream." At that moment I started to rub my hands together to stay lucid but I got too excited or something and woke up instantly. I seem to have this problem to where I will become lucid then instantly wake up.
After a long time, I had a very weird dream. I can't recall the dream that clearly anymore since I've been awake for quite some time now, so some information of the dream faded away. I dreamt I had to go somewhere into the woods, to some tribe, to do something. I did what I had to do (I can't remember what), and I stood there, in the middle of the woods and I had no idea how to get back to civilization. I stumbled upon two Alpaca/Llama like animals, surrounded by a fence. One was small, but bitchy - the other was larger, but more calm. When I aproached the small alpaca, it tried to bite me. I stepped back a bit because I got scared, so I tried aproaching the bigger alpaca, and it even lured me to here with some sort of human-like hand gesture, showing me "come here, you can ride me!". I mounted the big alpaca, and It started flying all over the place, right out of the woods. I was flying high, over the roads and stuff, towards my home. After some awesome flying, I arrived home, and I "parked" the alpaca inside my living room. It was very friendly, so I thought it wasn't going to shit all over the place and everything. I went to do some other stuff around the house for 5 minutes and I came back to a gruesome site. The alpaca was actually pregnant, and gave birth to two little alpacas. So there I was, in the living room with two little crying alpacas lying on the floor, and a mother alpaca, who proceeded to slowly turn into a big screen TV.
Been trying to get a lucid dream for about 3 weeks now. I'm doing my mandatory military service so I don't have any time for dream diaries, but I remember hearing somewhere that you could put a "mark" on your hand with a pen or something, and then that would "provoke" a lucid dream sooner or later. I've had that mark on my hand for 3 weeks now, yet nothing :( Placebo?
I used to always have nightmares until one night I had a lucid dream, it didn't really last a long time but after that I never had one again, so I became fascinated with Lucid Dreaming but I'm having a really hard time achieving it.
I always read that there is always something strange happens when you watch to the mirror in dream. Anyway i was in my home with my cousin. i went outside of house and saw that all windows of our home is fucked up, like really fucked up, all windows broken. I went inside and asked my cousin, he said, dont worry, chill out and etc like this. I understood that something is not OK with me. I thought im drunk. But when i looked at the mirror, it was really unique experience for me. I saw my self in the mirror but, in the image of how i want to see myself. And it was a little blurred, so i got that i am in a dream, as soon as i knew that, i felt that, im becoming conscious, and waking up, i tried to relax, and spin around, but i wake up as soon as i started spinning. [editline]27th August 2012[/editline] [QUOTE=booster;37413637]Been trying to get a lucid dream for about 3 weeks now. I'm doing my mandatory military service so I don't have any time for dream diaries, but I remember hearing somewhere that you could put a "mark" on your hand with a pen or something, and then that would "provoke" a lucid dream sooner or later. I've had that mark on my hand for 3 weeks now, yet nothing :( Placebo?[/QUOTE] Mark think is just for reality check and it never worked for me. Try asking yourself if you are in dream all day, make it habit and you will success.
For the past few weeks lucid dreams have come to me extremely naturally. All it takes is for me to question the reality of what I'm experiencing, even briefly (I don't even need to do an RC anymore), and bang, lucid. It can be hard to motivate myself to write things down though, I think I should get back into that habit soon. [SUB][B]edit:[/B][/SUB] There we go! Just put some fresh dreams into my online journal. Check it out if you like: [url]http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/cyanlime/[/url]
I always seem to have much more interesting dreams when I'm sick, for some reason.
Had my (basically) first lucid dream last night. I was for some reason in my science teacher's room from when i was in middle school. Someone whispered in my ear, i think it might have been my ex-girlfriend, that i was dreaming. I denied it, but the voice repeated and i went lucid. I was pretty excited and walked outside the room to find three teachers in the hallway, two of which i knew but not the third. I looked at the unknown teacher and made his hair fall out with pure will. I then woke up. I don't know why i did it.
Not lucid, but i played Half life 3 on a dream. Gordon freeman was this: [IMG]http://ipm.ncsu.edu/cotton/insectcorner/photos/images/Green_stink_bug_nymph6.jpg[/IMG] It was an amazing dream anyway.
[QUOTE=gta-man12345;37435417]Not lucid, but i played Half life 3 on a dream. Gordon freeman was this: [IMG]http://ipm.ncsu.edu/cotton/insectcorner/photos/images/Green_stink_bug_nymph6.jpg[/IMG] It was an amazing dream anyway.[/QUOTE] I had a HL3 dream once... I don't remember it in intricate detail, only that Valve had done a sort of crossover with Blizzard to celebrate the game's announcement. It involved a quest line in World of Warcraft where you travelled to Xen. I remember being so ridiculously excited in that dream, like "holy shit half-life 3's coming fuuuck yeesss". Even after waking up it took me a few moments to realise that it hadn't actually been announced. That feel. :(
Generally the parts of my dreams that I remember are quite vague, just little bits and pieces. Every now and then I remember a dream that's really vivid and realistic (usually quite mundane too), to the point that it takes a little while to realise that it was a dream. There was one where I went to the dentist and we had a discussion about the problems I was having with my braces. He gave me some options and talked about prices, etc. When I woke up I was still trying to make my mind up about what to do, until I remembered that my braces were removed about 10 years ago and that my teeth are fine. In another one, I got a letter saying that my car had been crushed due to a parking violation. The car was where I'd left it, parked on the road outside my house, but vertically crushed like a tank had gone over it. The rest of the dream was me running about trying to prove that the council had crushed my car for no reason. I woke up and started looking at bus timetables and continuing my plan to sue the council, until I realised that I'd been dreaming. I had to look out the window and check that my car was still there. The only dream that I can remember that wasn't boring, was one where I was a new teacher at a school, although it felt like I was a character in a sitcom (it actually felt like I was watching it on TV, but I was in it). I only remember a few things, like the gambling addict maths teacher who was the staffroom bookkeeper, running bets on anything and everything. And the French teacher who didn't speak any English and had to speak though somebody else who spoke both languages. One thing that really stuck in my mind, was that I was given a big bar of chocolate on my first day by one of the other teachers. It was years out of date, but somebody explained that the same bar had been going around for years, it was a tradition to just pass it on to somebody else whenever you could. I want to write a sitcom now.
Had a dream about being a ghost. I sat in some dudes car while he was driving and made his glass freeze and blew cold air all over the car, he stopped and wondered what was going on. I cracked the glass and he was like fuck. I then laughed out loud and he heard it and said "what was that laugh" And then he tried to close the door, so I held it open. He asked some other guy to help him and they both tried closing it but I kept it open, and they were incredibly confused. After they stopped trying I floated out of the car and slammed the door shut with great force. "Did you see that? It closed by itself!" Another dream was about some intense dream character named Peppa. She explained to me about how she's been in my dreams for a very long time and how she's one of the "background" things that make my dreams run as they do. She had a very very strong presence, and felt like someone I've known for a long time, a very familiar person, like a sister. I am very sure that Peppa was the strongest personalization of my subconscious to date. The dream was semi-lucid. I wrote the name twice in my dream notes after waking up, just to be sure that I remember it. I've never written anything twice before during any night, therefore the half-asleep me absolutely wanted to remember it at morning.
In my half life 3 dream a long time ago, there were building sized mechs you could drive, and there was one point when I got to a one of those "amber waves of grain" type fields, like in the end of portal 2.
Had this weird dream,really weird,i will tell it now(it wasn't lucid dream,at least the first part and third): So,the landscape is similar to the Pripyat level from CoD4,i was near a apartment block. Then i started yelling: GIVE ME THE FUCKING MONEY,suddenly this girl appears and takes her pants off,and reveals that she has a dick! I yell: AARRGH WHY DO THESE FRAUDSMEN EAT SHIT IN SEWER? Then,my friend appears behind me and walks to me like some sort of a gangbanger(you know) Suddenly he dies,and i say:Shit why do you get drunk on piss when climbing a airplane? Then a glass of something appears and floats while spinning in air,i scream: FUCK, ENEMIES! And a badly drawn heli appears. I get in and one of my friends looks like a zombie,so i take a damn chainsaw out of nowhere and cut his balls off and he then explodes. I appear in a pitch black room and one of my friends appears and says: Good job! Then he flies off with a jet of flames from his ass. The end. I will post part 2 where i was lucid.
I think that my late night snacking could have included something that could have improved on my dream recall. A pepperoni sandwich with high fiber bread and mayo and a couple of plums. I remembered a lot of it in the morning but right now the only thing I can recall anymore is Arnold Schwarzenegger playing an ukulele in a store. I am certain of that Ahnuld's presence came from yesterday when I was in a mumble channel with my friends and I was writing my final school project and they were playing CS 1.6 on a gungame server where the bots had celebrity names and one of the bots in lead was named Arnold_Schwarzenegger. I have no clue with what was up with the ukulele and Arnie's magnificent skills with it.
Had a dream where I heard a song that was a combination of Celebration and Gangnam Style. Was really cool. And for some reason the part in the song where he says "Oppa Gangnam Style!" was replaced with "It's my DJ night!"
I think one of my lucid dreams goals (past my initial goal of essentially invading and occupying my own brain) will be being Judge Dredd and yelling I AM THE LAW a million different ways.
Me and my friend journey through plains and mountains and eventually end up on a cliff with a house, we knock on the door to find out it's an old lady, we ask if we can cut through and a little kid shows us to the backyard, which turns out to be a large balcony that has hoards of random shit stacked at least 20 feet high and broken down cars. The old lady comes out with a gun so we climb up the pile and jump to somewhere (didn't really make sense) and we saw a highway. We followed the highway for a short while and found a "Toys R Us" lone, in he middle of nowhere and went in and ate food there (spaghetti if I recall correctly, but really have no idea.) [editline]31st August 2012[/editline] another dream: I am a vacuum racing around a race track infinitely.
I had a dream last night about a demonic midget clown who drew his energy from a pack of chewing gum. The dream revolved around me and four other people trying to eat all the gum to kill it. I don't remember much of it except for one part where we were in a car and the midget was clinging onto the left side mirror, so I threatened to throw the pack of gum out the window for some reason. I then did, shouting "NO MORE CLOWN GUM!" But he caught it, so I shouted "FUCK YOU!" in the same tone. I then ate the gum and I'm pretty sure that made the midget clown orgasm, thus causing him to fall off the mirror.
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