[QUOTE=tristanguy2;38720808]I always sleep on my side too, I think it's my main cause of acne right now. It's mainly on one side of my face, but I can only fall asleep on my side sadly.[/QUOTE]
wash your pillow more often, problem solved
I can only dream when I sleep upside down on my bed. (head facing the bottom of the bed)
[QUOTE=NessTea;38721926]I can only dream when I sleep upside down on my bed. (head facing the bottom of the bed)[/QUOTE]
placebo?
I had a dream last night that I opened my bedroom door and a zombified woman lurched out and latched onto my knee with her teeth, but didn't manage to break the skin before I kicked her in the face and knocked her back. I grabbed the ball-bat from under my computer desk and just started wailing on her head over and over and she just wouldn't die.
I hit her so hard at one point that it fractured her skull and bits of bone and blood spattered everywhere, I thought that she had finally died so I started walking towards the door to wash off.. and then she started reaching out for me again.
Then my dog started barking because he had to take a piss and I woke up.
Any shrinks out there?
oh man i had the most insane intense dream last night!!
i dreamt i made 2 pizza pops in the oven and then i took them out and started eating them and went "fuck this i need more!" and put 2 more pizza pops in!!
crazy shit
Had a dream about a zombie apocalypse, I was frightened all the way through. I found myself at first sleeping in my room hearing a bunch of sounds coming from downstairs, I hear them break through and rushed to my feet grabbing a pike out of thin air and gathered my gameboy and a few batteries to hide in the attic. Fortunately my mum left a healthy supply of food/water for exactly 300 days, I could hear zombies crawling under the attic and during the day I would open the attic entrance to stick my pike through their heads to keep them quiet and to save some battery power for my gameboy - I had just defeated Brock gym leader of Pewter town at this point. After what felt like 300 days I found myself scared, alone and hungry.
I could hear raiders outside one night and they destroyed all the zombies in the house. Soon was hearing them chuckling manically as they looted the house and I climbed through a hole in the roof from the attic to hide from them. After a few hours they had left and I decided to see what they had left behind in the ruins of my house - instead I found myself falling through earth and woke up as someone in an abandoned car park, I ran for my life as a swarm of zombies phased through the ground and escaped in someones car to a town where all the buildings were poorly built. There I met an old man who was sniping zombies down whilst chugging a bottle of whiskey. He shouted to me to take cover as I approached his brick house that was boarded up ready for an invasion. I climbed to meet him and we slept together (not sure why this happened). Later I found myself and him sneaking through the town to escape in search of water and fish near a lake, unfortunately the old man was torn apart by a zombie hidden behind a door and later I was eaten by an oversized zombie that I couldn't seem to run away from.
Then I woke up, the end.
Remember two dreams from last night.
First dream. For some reason, Hollywood had chosen me to star in their newest movie, called "bad cop". The main character, who I played, was a black guy called Jan Chakod, and he was a cop. I remember watching my own movie on TV and seeing my name in the credits. I was pretty proud of it.
Second dream. I woke up at the dressing room of the Argentinian football team (why). Apparently I was one of the players. One of the other players said to me, "did you use that sleeping mask again? the one with the sounds" and I corrected him, "no, it uses lights". Cue massive dream retardation, I didn't even do a reality check there. Well, the dream continued as normal and we were a bout to play against Germany in the world cup. Both of our teams lined up at the field, and sang our national anthems. The germans went first, and sang their anthem while doing Hitler salutes in coreographic movements.
Then came our turn. Obviously, I've never heard Argentine's national anthem so my brain had absolutely no idea what to play. There was an awkward silence that lasted for about 5-10 seconds.
Then I started humming.. the Mario tune. Slowly, other players started humming with me, and soon enough the entire team was humming the Mario tune as our national anthem, and even the stadium's crowd joined in. It sounded glorious. The Germans were watching us completely flabbergasted.
Then the match started, we played, and we won. Then woke up.
I can barely remember any of the dream, but it was a sort of mad-max style world.
Me and my bro were in our apartment. Some crazy guys were in our building so we had to get out. My brother went for the cash in a hidden cabinet, but I told him money was useless in this sort of world. I ran out of that building and got in a car with some friends. I told one of them to drive out of there.
"Where are we going?" One of them asked.
"We're going after the man that caused this apocalypse." I replied.
"You know who did this? Who?"
I turned to him and said the name of the person who started the end of the world.
"Jerry Seinfeld."
i woke up twice last night remembering very long dreams very vividly and wrote them both down, it was sweet
I dreamt it was me, my dad and my younger sister in a dilapidated shack, with the roof crumbled away to reveal the night sky. I had a shotgun, and my dad had a pistol, same as my sister. Zombies were attacking us and I just had to keep shooting them. My dreams are vivid, but they're not lucid, I can't control what happens. It's just like I'm watching a movie.
So anyway, these zombies are attacking nonstop, then morning comes and they go away and my family runs and finds a little haven place, some random people dug trenches into the ground and put corrugated iron on top to cover themselves. My dad and sister get in, and I walk off and get in a little helicopter (like the little one in BF3). I fly it, and then wasps come out of nowhere, a whole fucktonne. There are so many that the chopper blades are cutting all through them and slowing down and I get that horrible, pit-of-your-stomach lurching feeling, then the helicopter keeps lurching downwards till I crash. Then I'm attacked by wasps and wake up.
Pretty stressful, all-in-all. Kept running low on ammo when the zombies were attacking and I just had this huge amount of stress and worry, thinking my dad and sister were going to die because of me.
My dream recall is killing me. I remember them so rarely.
I started a journal half a month ago, documenting every day. I've missed some days (and possibly a dream or two) but it's not helping so far.
Oh right, I also had a third dream. I was at a public restroom, and wanted to take a piss. I went to the first stall and it was dirty, someone had forgot to flush their shit. I went to the second stall and it was also full of piss. I decided to just go ahead and add to the mix, and started pissing. It went on and on, for minutes, and the toilet was starting to overflow from my piss and someone walked past and commented "wow, you sure are pissing a long time". At times, it would stop, only to resume with even more fury.
I eventually woke up and went to take a piss for real, my bladder was about to burst which was the reason for the dream
I have no idea why, but my dream recall has shot up recently. I can remember at least one dream just about every morning.
This morning it was one that's definitely part of a recurring series. It was in a recently re-opened toy store. The dream logic is that after being closed for who knows long, someone claims it and opens it back up the same day with no preparation; apparently they didn't sell off the inventory when they closed it or something. There's also a bad smell in the store because a stray cat took to living inside.
I was walking along the front of the store with a friend when some girl gave me a flirty look as she passed by. I turn around and say "sup" in the smoothest way possible (aka probably not very smooth at all) and she just shoots me this "isn't that just precious" kind of look and keeps going. I walk back to catch up with my friend when this other girl who I passed when I turned around asks me why I'm going back and forth. I make something up about seeing something on one of the shelves, go up to an arcade cabinet, and the dream ends.
I had a dream last night what was rather strange. I can remember it all It lasted for like hours in dream world. it started where i was In the ISS and we were about to leave it and go back to earth so we enterd the pod. as we went down to earth I could actully feel it. Then i woke up half way through
but in 10 mins next thing i know im back in this dream and the engines ahd fail and blew up. we fell very fast and as soon as we hit the floor i woke up :/
This was a very disturbing and out-of-place dream I had one time.
I was trying to sleep on the couch (forgot why) and when I had apparently fell "Asleep" (there wasnt any indication that I did), suddenly a screen began projecting itself on the wall and I saw several very unusual and out-of-place scenes on the screen. One was A Video of Santa in Night Vision, and then the camera looked up in the sky to see several lights (UFOs?). The other one I can remember was a few shots of an office, and then the view switched to the entrance, where a bunch of people were about to go inside. One of them suddenly turned to the camera and said in a creepy way "Were here...".
The final one was of a cat, but in a wireframe-like view, then suddenly a bunch of flashes and crap began appearing along with the cat emitting a Blood-curtling scream. I was scared so bad by that damned cat that I pretty much woke up immediately.
I promise you im not making this up, this actually happened when I was younger. What creeps me out more is the fact that its so unusual, I never had such a dream ever again, nor have I met anyone who even had this type of dream. What kind of dream was this?
It's for some reason very common for me to have zombie apocalypse based dreams. The other night, I had the strangest, and probably most hilarious zombie themed dream I've had in a while. I was with the group from The Walking Dead, having this intense fight against a horde of walkers in a parking lot. Some confusion happened, and I was separated from the group. While lost and wondering around, I came across this little girl, probably no older than 6 or 7, and by coincidence we shared the same first name. So I'm like, "Kid come with me I'll protect you!" And I'm like, fighting through alley ways, trying to protect this little girl. Eventually I come to this weird looking apartment complex. I swear it looked like it was straight out of a Dr. Suess book. So I get into this apartment, and for some reason I cram this kid into a near by closet because I guess I thought it would keep her safe. Zombies start pouring in through the windows and stuff, and even though all I've got is a pistol I'm taking them down one by one with godly aim (I love dream logic). Then I begin to notice that every time I take one down, the body eventually disappears. Then I also begin noticing other strange little things. Like how nicely kept this apartment is, and how every time something gets knocked off a table or shelf, a few moments later it's back in it's place. Then out of the corner of my eye I see this robotic arm come out of the ceiling, pick up a body, then clean the spot. I then realize that this apartment is run by GLaDOS from Portal, and she's got some obsession with keeping the place clean. Yet I'm perfectly fine with this. I'm just like, "Okay whatever" and go back to minding my own zombie killing business. Then there's this gap missing, I can't remember what happened next, all I remember after that is this cyborg Jena Malone with a robotic mustache kicking down the back door and me being all "Dude, you're cyborg Jena Malone, what the fuck is up with that?", then me glancing out a window leading to an adjacent apartment, and seeing Rick and the group happily enjoying a zombie free evening brunch, and me banging on the window trying to get his attention, and feeling ignored and left out and being all sad and shit. All I wanted was to join in on their brunch ;'(
I apologize for the lengthy story, I just like going into detail I suppose.
I'm really trying to go lucid but every time it turns out like a normal dream or if I attempt WILD, it
typically fails.
Why do I have these quirky dreams?
Last night, I dreamed that there was actually a use for the blank right side of the youtube website. Like you could drag a video and drop it on the right side and it would be added to your 'Watch Later' list.
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Also, usually if I have a nightmare or dream I don't like, whenever I try to yell or talk while pissed off in my dream, I instead wake up and do it. This has happened several times.
When my brother had a friend over, I was in bed sleeping and dreaming that my brother was being an asshole. So I wake up and yell, "You son of a bitch!" My brother walks to my room and asks, "What the fuck was that about?"
I had another dream where my brother was being an asshole again and tried to explain a problem just by pointing in a general direction. I told my brother, "Pointing does not help. All that does is tell me where the problem is. I need to know what the problem is. In order for me to know what the problem is, I need you to speak." I said it in a derogatory tone. Next morning when I wake up, my mom said that I was bickering the night before.
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I remember another dream I had two nights ago. I think it came from a combination of Gmod and SCP.
I was playing Gmod and I downloaded a certain NPC addon. It looked like SCP-106 except it had a jester mask. It behaved like him too, except when he approached you in the game, he'd strangle you and you could feel it out of the game. Running away didn't help. It would always be approaching you relative to your position. Pausing only helped temporarily.
I really don't like having dreams about being brutally tortured and watching someone getting dismembered. What the hell?
Night before last, woke up and there had been a girl sucking my dick. In my dream :v:. Don't recall the context.
My dream last night was that my friend was dieing, and she wanted to smoke with me before she died. So, I bought some weed (that was actually a bunch of pine needles), and instead of just smoking it there, we went to school (she doesn't even go to the same school as me) and she went into my class and we made a bong from a juice bottle and dropped it and got caught.
[QUOTE=Rapist;38741128]My dream recall is killing me. I remember them so rarely.
I started a journal half a month ago, documenting every day. I've missed some days (and possibly a dream or two) but it's not helping so far.[/QUOTE]
There's really no secret. Just keep going. There's not a whole lot of instant gratification with dream recall save for taking in vitamin b or whatever.
I think I had a dream that I had a dream that I was lucid dreaming. I was in my dream when I thought "hmm I should do a reality check to see if I'm dreaming" so I started counting my fingers to make sure I had 10 fingers. I counted my left hand fine but when I started counting the fingers on my right hand they started to warp and shit and I think I had 2 extra fingers, so I became lucid (I wasn't actually lucid, but I was dreaming that I was lucid which probably doesn't make much sense) and the rest of the dream was kinda fuzzy.
I think this is my 3rd "lucid" dream in about 2 years.
i had a weird dream some time ago
I was sitting at a bar having a conversation with a random guy. I instantly recognized that I was in a dream, so I said to the guy "I'm in a dream, right?", he answers "no you're not!" with a cheeky grin. I look at him with a frown and say "oh, yes I am", and he says "no no, you're not!" keeping the same fake smile. I keep on saying "I am!" and he keeps on replying "no, you're not!" trying to convince me to just sit down and stop saying it. The discussion gets really animated up to the point that I sit up from my bed, look around and say to myself proudly "Ha-ha, I knew it."
Had two lucid dreams last night, one caused by the remee's lights (was having a dream about serving food to customers when the lights came on) and another indirectly caused by it. In the latter, I woke up at night and tried setting the remee into "nap mode", but the switch wasn't working at all. I did a reality check because broken electronics/switches are common in dreams, lo and behold it was a false awakening. So I jumped out of my window and did stuff.
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Also a third lucid via the WILD method during the night, although it ended too fast.
Dreamt of getting drunk and falling to sleep while also being drunk and falling to sleep.
Hey, finally got to chat with my subconscious I think. I was driving a car in downtown New York City when I go into a tunnel. This tunnel exited to a parade inside of a fancy mall that had gold trim on the edges of every surface. I park the car and walk towards a man advertising the latest movie that's out in the theater. The people in the mall were talking so loud that I couldn't quite make out what he was saying, so I shouted, "SHUT UP! You're all just constructs of my mind anyways.". I don't know why I shouted that in particular but it clued me into the fact that I was dreaming and I became lucid.
The first thing I do is say, "Hey, I want to talk to you about a few things, subconscious. You mind coming out for a bit of a chat?". I don't get any response, and looking around the mall it has become empty and the lights are starting to shut down like it's closing time. A couple of janitors approach my location (I'm just chilling next to the base of an escalator) to empty the trash cans. I tell them to turn the lights back on and after they turn back on I get my first response from him. "What do you want to talk about?".
I look around me, trying to pinpoint his location because I feel like this should be a face to face conversation. "Well first off, where are you?". "I'm part of your mind, genius.". So far, he's acting and sounding exactly like me from about 4 years back. "Can we have a face to face conversation or what?". "Ugh, fine.". He keeps talking about meaningless things while I look for him again. I spot a mirror reflecting me, but although it reflected my body poses perfectly, the mouth was making the words my subconscious was saying. I reach through the mirror, grab him, and pull him through. His appearance pretty much confirms my suspicions, as he also looked like a four years younger version of me.
"Alright, you've had your fun. First question: on average, how do I feel throughout the day?". Immediately I feel an emotion that was different from my current state. I don't have the words to describe it exactly, but it felt like I was mildly happy, but also kinda bored. But in any case, that first question was to see how exactly he preferred to answer the questions and he seemed more of a doer than a talker, which could be somewhat bad for my next question. "Ok, I want you to tell me, and not show me in any way, shape, or form, what I fear the most.".
This time he doesn't answer me immediately. Whether he didn't want to tell me or if he was trying to find the exact words to describe it I don't know, but after about a half-minute wait he told me "You are afraid of flying headfirst through a windshield in a car accident.". Which made sense, oddly specific though it was, since I do have a phobia when it comes to certain aspects of cars (even though I drove one in the beginning of the dream whut), I was just curious if there was something I feared more and simply didn't know it. Unfortunately for my curious mind which held many more questions for him, I woke up. And it was different from all the other times I've woken up. It wasn't a binary I'm dreaming|I'm awake deal, it was like a smooth transistion between the two, where the dream slowly made way for reality.
All these "what do I fear the most" questions, man
people should ask more stuff like "what do I love the most" or "what do I want to do the most"
[QUOTE=Orkel;38767866]All these "what do I fear the most" questions, man
people should ask more stuff like "what do I love the most" or "what do I want to do the most"[/QUOTE]
Those were my next questions but I woke up.
I dreamt last night that my mum found gollum wearing a cable-knit sweater in a bush in my garden and we took him in and kept him as a pet and later he froze like a statue and when I got near to him he suddenly turned to stare at me with red demonic eyes and then I woke up
It was pretty weird as dreams go, because aside from all that it was really persistent. I mean I would go from this "area" of my dream and come back later and everything would be exactly the same. And also I can remember waking up in the dream thinking I was actually waking up but I could feel a hot water bottle next to me which I actually had in my bed in the same place before I went to sleep
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