Last night I dreamed that I was in a church. All the doors were locked and there was a quior singing in the background, getting louder gradually. Eventually it got so loud I kicked down a door and ran inside it, only to find that there was nothing on the other side and began to free fall.
I can't really remember any dreams that weren't a hazy mess. Except this one a few weeks ago where I was trying to get away from this giant house in the mountains, everything was full of snow and the house just kept sucking everything in.
Part of a dream that I remember is being in my dad's house and walking into a bathroom with a cracked toilet filled with sawdust. I shrugged this off and looked into a room next to me that was full of dozens of broken toilets. I eventually found a working one, then I woke up.
God I'm boring.
I had a dream a month or so ago...Where I was lying down on one of those dentist like doctor bed/chair things strapped down..a dark figure walked in..Put a metal funnel on my head..then took out a hammer and bashed the funnel into my head. Bone shattering, blood squirting...you get the picture..then he walked away for a second..grabbed a huge container of water and started filling my head with water. I could feel it swishing around with the chunks of bone and blood in my head. I then woke up dizzy.
I hate my despicable dreams. I always dream I have something I really want, I enjoy myself, I wake up then I spend 2 mins realizing that I really do not have this awesome thing and then i feel :smith:
I wish I understood some of my dreams.
In one dream I apparently bludgeoned a mexican guy with a flint lock pistol as a woman. :raise:
Usually in my lucid dreams which happen pretty often, I'm kidna in a Garry's Mod sorta thing.
I can do whatever and whenever. I've had a lot of fun in these. I remember once I jumped off a building and woke up on the floor. :v:
Tell me what my dream means.
A reoccurring theme in my dreams is that I get in a fight, but when I go to punch, I punch slow mo and I'm left helpless
Last dream I remember...
My friend Suzi kidnapped, stripped me, tied me to a table, and cut off the fingers on one of my hands before I managed to escape.
More of a what the fuck dream than anything else.
In the last dream I remember I was Batman living on some GameStop shelves in our local mall. So I hid from some reporters, heard there's a zombie somewhere in the mall and I had to find it. Heard screams coming from one store, took a spoon from somewhere and sticked it into the zombie's ear. Then I woke up...
I just had a dream where I lost both my arms in a car accident, so I now had to get dead people's arms attached via [B]zippers[/B], my brother would unzip them and upset me the whole time, and I cried a lot, I mean who the fuck wouldn't when you've got zippered on arms. They also became old and flabby after a couple of hours.
Then it turned into a metalocalypse dream where nathan explosion had no eyes and was god damn pissed that I had found a pair, then I fucked some demon chick.
Then I had another dream where I was on a house that was actually a pirate ship, I got in a sword fight with some hot chick, I jabbed her in the side then raped her, all in all my dreams ended happily with fucking.
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oh yeah then I turned into a chick
Your dreams are fucking awesome.
I figured out the zipper arm dream, my brother's having a kidney transplant this week since both of his are dead and just don't work anymore, he's had kidney failure all of his life, he's 24, this should solve it all.
After surgery i'm going to punch him in the kidney and yell "THAT'S FOR UNZIPPING MY ARMS, JERK."
I wish I could draw, I have some absolutely surreal dreams. I don't mean "zipper arms" surreal, I mean "floating rocks about campus, on a red conveyor belt with man in suit with a TV for a head with his monkey" surreal.
Once i dreamed i was commander shepard and raped miranda
my dream was when i was in a quiet neighborhood and said hello and heard my echo. i then went into a factory and saw all the dead bodys and i puked my heart out and then died. after that i woke up to get a soda and the dream continued where my soul woke up in a island were only reptiles even dinosaurs were alive
I had a weird dream last night where I was half asleep so I knew I was in bed with my eyes closed but I thought there was a wasp flying around my head landing on me. So I kept swatting at it with my eyes closed, and I could actually feel the wasp landing on me etc. but when I opened my eyes and woke up fully there was nothing there.
2 nights ago I had a dream that I was meeting people I haven't seen in awhile that I missed, for like 20 seconds to a minute each, and then I would fade back into waking up. I would look at my clock and it said 3pm, then I fell back to sleep and saw someone else I haven't seen in awhile, and wake up again, this time being 4 or 5pm, but somehow I kept going back to sleep. After this happened a few more times, I looked at the clock which first said 12, and I knew it couldn't be 12, so I waited and the time changed to 8:04pm, and I was like "wtf, how did I sleep all day," but then I noticed that since this was impossible, I must actually be dreaming, and I woke up. It was actually only 2:15pm.
tldr: I dreamt of waking up and going to sleep multiple times while still in a dream.
Wanna post something serious I'll make sure to post here tomorrow.
1. I once had a dream that I was in a gigantic battleship. It was filled to the brim with water. I was floating around in a small ball-like submarine as the ship rocked back and forth. This is my favorite dream because I felt like this actually happened when I woke up.
2. I once had a dream that I had to roll a giant ball all the way back home from the place where I got it. There was people trying to steal it from me and I had to run through a vast campus to get away from. They ended up stealing my ball.
3. I once had a dream that everyone was an alien in disguise. There was a rocky beach with a small shack in the middle of it. I went to the shack over and over again, maybe fifty times or so, only to die. over and over again. by an alien disguised as a human.
4. I once had a dream that I was on a boat speeding around an icy lake, with a jungle surrounding it. My boat was a giant ddr pad. When I woke up, it turned out that an episode of steve irwin's show was on. He was documenting icebergs.
5. I once had a nightmare. I was standing in the kitchen of the house in which my family lived in Mississippi. It was dark, and it was storming outside. The door leading outside opens, revealing a huge monster. It was seven feet tall and had spikes all over it's body. Behind it, a power line had burst. That was the first and only time I ever woke up from a nightmare.
These are dreams that I remember. okay.
For some reason, whenever I have a dream involving a gun, the gun never works the way it does in real life. The trigger pull will be impossibly stiff, or the barrel will be loose, or it'll be made out of toy-grade plastic, etc. I have no idea why.
[QUOTE=NintendoKain;20606213] "floating rocks about campus, on a red conveyor belt with man in suit with a TV for a head with his monkey"[/QUOTE]
Sounds like a really cool music video for an electronic band.
A few years back i had this really odd dream, there are 3 pats to it i remember very well.
1. I was trying to get to the other side of a small river filled with dark green water. When this part of the dream started i was already half way to the other side, i had small makeshift raft and one rowing oar. The first thing i remember is looking behind my raft and seeing a gator or crocodile tail just beneath the surface of the water (i have no clue what it really was because the rest of its body was under the raft). When i was finally less than a meter away from the dock i was trying to reach, whatever was under my raft decided to attack me, so i jumped for the dock and barely made it. After this i blacked out.
2. The first thing from the dream i remember after blacking out on the dock, would be waking up in the home of a family i had never met. I don't remember much from this part of the dream, but i do know that my body was almost completely covered in bandages. The family took care of me until i was healthy enough to walk again, after that i did chores around their house in exchange for food and shelter. I remember nothing more of this part of the dream.
3. In this part of the dream, i had my own house and family, it looked similar to the home of the family i was staying with, so i assume it was somewhere nearby. I had apparently gotten married to that family's son (i was a woman in this dream, don't rate me gaybows) and my home was in a town surrounded by a large stone wall. Either "build the city within the walls" or "build the city without the walls" was written on the town wall, I don't remember which one it was.
That pretty much sums it all up, i'm sorry for the bad grammar and the improper wording but i didn't feel like making sure everything was typed perfectly.
[QUOTE=Haywood;20607231]For some reason, whenever I have a dream involving a gun, the gun never works the way it does in real life. The trigger pull will be impossibly stiff, or the barrel will be loose, or it'll be made out of toy-grade plastic, etc. I have no idea why.[/QUOTE]
Same!
I want to shoot damnit.
Oh god my dream last night was so screwed, it had 2 parts the first of which was so jumbled and screwed up i cant even remember. i was just running away from a demon, through houses, apartments and streets eventually the demon ate me and then it changed to where my maths teacher was a crazy psycho and we were all in a whole class circle where everyone had a certain object that you could choose to get. cats, dogs, guns, tvs, whatever and everyone got their turn even the teachers. when it came to my maths teachers turn he instantly went to a 17" TV he kneeled down to accept it then pulled a gun out of his pocket and said "Give me the tv now!" i dont know why he did it as he could just get it for free, oh well dreams are dreams. anyway he held the student as hostage and went into another room, this is when i kind of changed from myself into a random teacher chasing after my maths teacher, the dream didnt go much further as the maths teacher jumped out of the window.
Wow..
I have alot of weird dreams..
One of them where zapping terrorists and aliens with magic wands, and shooting with crazy sub machine guns, then i went into some antlion infested mine and began using magic to zap shit.. Totally HL2 seasoned with crysis like.. Then i saw it in a computer monitor, then my uncle came into my room and said "Oh cool game, what is it?" then i answered "A leaked Episode 3 alpha"
God i was sad when i woke up.. Rewriting with more details later..
My dreams over the last two days (started keeping a dream journal)
[B]05/03/10[/B]
I was in the L4D place where you are about to go into the multistory carpark, out on the street where there is a crashed plane. Suddenly I felt a huge desire to get in an ambulance which appeared, so I climbed in the back door, but the guy I was with was running around like an idiot, so I started shouting at him "GET AMBER LAMPS, GET AMBER LAMPS" and my voice was exactly the same as the black guys from epic beard man video.
[B]06/03/10 #1[/B]
I was standing on a clifftop near my home, in barton, except the cliff was strangely only about 12 feet tall. It still looked out onto a small beach and the ocean though, and my parents were stood behind me. My sister was beside me and she ran and jumped off the cliff in the sitting position and fell straight on her ass at the bottom. I then built up the courage, ran off the cliff and closed my eyes in the seated position, like I was in an arm chair.
Rather than plummet to the demise of my ass, I started to glide, it felt SO REAL. I was flying over the sea and it felt like I really needed to keep concentrating to stay in the air.
Later in the same dream I was holding a heavy ball flat on my hand and I closed my eyes and concentrated to make it hover, and it did. Again it felt SO REAL. I could feel the weight of the ball be lifted from my hand...
[B]06/03/10 #2[/B]
I was in a lecture theatre, but then again I sort of wasn't. I was a spectator sort of, as if I were watching a film of the events. Rowan Atkinson was stood at the front of the room and people were asking him questions about himself, which made me think of his film "Bean" (the mr. bean film) which I saw again quite recently. Rowan Atkinson was strangely boring.
Suddenly, the camera moved and I was staring at one of my computer science course mates in the audience, he started asking a question in svengish (half swedish, half english) but I can't remember what he said, I remember the words "finaste" and "clan". Very strange.
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[QUOTE=Kabstract;20555658]I once had a dream where a bomb blew up in my face because I failed to disarm it.[/QUOTE]
Terrorists Win.
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[QUOTE=Turkey72;20556648]I had a dream where i had deja vu, then i woke up in that dream and had another deja vu of having a deja vu, then i finally woke up from having 2 deja vu's of having deja vu's and waking up from them.
:byodood:[/QUOTE]
:psyboom:
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[QUOTE=FEARME!;20579289]Tell me what my dream means.
A reoccurring theme in my dreams is that I get in a fight, but when I go to punch, I punch slow mo and I'm left helpless[/QUOTE]
It's common. I had a similar one where my punches were weak and didn't hurt the opponent. I grew out of it.
I had this dream that a girl I know (ok, nothing more then an msn friend), a tall, hot brunette, had posted a photo of herself competing in some event that basically involved dozens of naked people running down a street. The photo was a full frontal shot of her.
One time I had a dream that everything I touched turned into a hamburger. Then I accidentally turned my brother into a hamburger and got sad. The End.
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Oh and once I dreamed that I died for 3 years but then got resurrected as a life-sized Lego Man. And whenever someone argued against me I'd say "Shut the fuck up I was dead for 3 years." and instantly win the argument.
I had a dream a very large orange commercial air liner crashed. It was a dark, eerie night, i ran to the crash site (everything became smaller so it was easy for me to run very far, i passed over the golden gate bridge and stopped before i got to the Eiffel tower) There were lots of people there, there was no plain, just a car that seemed to move on it's own (i had been watching terminator sarah connor chronicles for several days before this dream, i assume that's why the car was autonomous) but the car didn't move much, then i remembered that in the movies the people who stand waiting to see what happens always die, so i ran away, saw a friend from school, told her to go either, then i woke up.
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also, this morning, i dreamt i was in dustbowl (TF2) as me, then a few seconds later i was the demoman spamming nades and stickies everywhere.
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