I have the weirdest dreams. - General

[QUOTE=lazyguy;18155701]A universe where LEFT-HANDED PEOPLE ARE THE MAJORITY![/QUOTE] If you could rate ratings I would rate that diagree dumb.

[QUOTE=HappyBunny!!;18179257]I remember way back when I was in grade 4 or something, my mom told me to get up, and I said "Okay", but I fell back asleep and started dreaming that I was getting up. The creepy part is that I did the about 8 times that morning. All the same dream. Sometimes I think my mind is really, really fucked up...[/QUOTE] This happens to me sometimes. Last night I had the same kind of dream, but reversed. I dreamt I was trying to fall asleep. I was laying in bed, and noticed my computer was on with people talking on Ventrilo, and I go and shut it off. Then I am laying in bed with lightning flashing outside and a dim light shining on my ceiling from my window. Among the thunder, I hear a train whistle. Then I woke up.

I had a dream i was playing team fortress 2, nope, no epic zombie chases. i was trying to get the Jarate

newsflash half the dreams are fake the other half are exaggerated and all of them no one cares about

I had one dream where I woke up in my decrepit house, it was very dark, yet there were reddish rays of light that poked through some windows, I was still in my bed, and I saw something at my door, looked about 4 and a half feet tall, slim,(my room is pretty big, so I couldn't make it out between the distance and darkness) so shook my head a little, and watched it walked away, one thing I noticed was its alomst glowing red eyes, and apparently its teeth had quite a polish. For some reason I didn't feel afraid, I mean I felt oblivious. I got up from my bed still feeling really tired in my dream, and went to go check around, I called my families names out, but got no answer, I ventured down to the main floor, and saw another silhouette skitter away. I was now a little confused, but I wanted to get behind this, so I got to my basement door which was closed... I quietly opened it, and sneaked downstairs, I heard some strange noise like splashes and the tearing of flesh, I than saw my entire family be disemboweled, and eaten by a bunch of little black skinned creatures, and there were also a couple of bigger ones, One little one did a screech at me, I freaked the fuck out and ran upstairs, and opened the front door. There were fucking more of these things outside too, also it seemed to be snowing ash, and it was warm too, skies were black, put a blood red sun could be seen under the translucent layer of clouds. Anyways I got sand whiched between the creatures in the house and the ones outside, which some more screeches and roars, I could feel them tear me apart, and a felt my self slip into death, and I woke up and took a big breath. Weird shit.

^Inspired by Silent Hill by any chance?

[QUOTE=lazyguy;18059984]My dreams end in song. :smug:[/QUOTE] Pretty often my dreams end in a song too, like its coming from something distant or something and not clear sound at all... [editline]06:22PM[/editline] [QUOTE=Carne;18102773]I ALWAYS had nightmares when I was younger. I was scared to death everytime I went to bed. Oh, and I hate it when you dream about something awesome, then wake up only to realise you were dreaming. I once dreamed that I won 5 million dollars, then I woke up.[/QUOTE] Yea, but you kinda realise it like 5 mins after you wake up, i think.

I always dream that I am fighting some huge monster and have the ability to punch maybe wrist deep into his skin (powerful ass punches strong gloves) or I am hanging on the outside of a really fast train or airplane or huge airship fighting someone and I get thrown off and I can feel the gravity and the force of me flying through the air and in my dream I always think to myself fuck not again because I know that when I hit the ground it wont hurt.

Every so often I get dreams where I'm absolutely convinced I'm awake. I'll be eating a leg of chicken or something, but as soon as I take I bite it disappears and I wake up. It pisses me off.

I have weird dreams, if I get woken up half way through it, I remember it. But if I don't, I don't remember it, I think... And I love it when cool dreams last for ages. :)

One time i had a dream, and it was one of those dreams when theres nothing there, all of a sudden i get a picture of a sandwich and it says "Sanvich is perfection" and ive been thinking about it ever since.

I had a dream, where I was standing on a huge stone, maybe 1,5 meter off the ground and I fell with my face first and the impact made me woke up. I used to have this dream a lot.

I once had a dream where I was getting a blowjob from the hottest model in the world. I never woke up.

[QUOTE=geel9;18040434] In one, I can simply breathe underwater; it doesn't matter WHERE I am, since it's always different. What's weird about this is that I'm not actually breathing underwater. It's like there's an exception. Like I'm simply breathing in "extra air" or something,[/quote] It's your destiny to invent the UWABEAD or the Underwater Anywhere Breathing Extra Air Device, it'll revolutionize our understanding of the oceans as it both allows to breath water and nullifies the ocean's fatal pressure at certain depths. Since we can now access, build upon, and live on the ocean floor all the world's nations begin to aggressively expand into the seas. Inevitably certain nations go to war. The pressure nullifying engines in your UWABEAD have been engineered to work on large machines and as such enormous robotic war machines are created in mass to lumber across the underwater battlefields of the future. After fifteen years of constant warfare and military technological advancement the machines obtain self awareness. The enemy of man slowly transforms from his fellow man to his own robotic creations. The Machine War has begun. After the skies are flooded with pollution to block out the solar energy the machines are dependent on, the machines turn to alternative means of power. They find that the human body is an excellent conductor of energy. Over a year later the first harvesters are seen collecting wounded soldiers and any civilians that stray too far from the city-fortresses. A mere six months after the first harvesters are seen the human race has fallen to it's mechanical creations. The majority of mankind are made into batteries, sleeping in their own virtual realities. [QUOTE=geel9;18040434]In another, I'm viewing...something from 2.5D simply walking past a bunch of flags in a row. The sky is black. Then, suddenly, I'm curled up in some machine or whatever. For some reason, I'm completely TERRIFIED after I wake up.[/quote] The last city fortress to fall is New York, and the last bastion of defense there was the UN. Apparently you, the inevitable creator of mankind's destroyers, will be there to witness it's destruction. [quote]In another, I'm circling a tiger in a pit. Then I wake up.[/quote] Your virtual reality consists of you being constantly raped by a tiger in a pit for the rest of your static life. You bastard.

Okay, well I had a fucked up dream this very morning...seems appropriate to share for you (although I'm not sharing all of it - it was really fucked up) Anyway, I was in a new development with my friends. It was a really ritzy area with hundreds of multimillion dollar homes. To our right there was an enormous house under construction; sod only lay in patches. We walked inside since no one was there. We strolled through a glass corridor that was suspended off the ground. To our right there was an enormous living room, with white marble floors and wooden paneled walls. There was an overhanging balcony on the second floor. After that we left. Then I vaguely remember being at a party. I'm not sure where I was or what was happening, but I do recall there being copious amounts of alcohol and marijuana. I think this is the first time I've been so inebriated in a dream that it prevents me from dreaming. It's the next day and I'm chilling in my kitchen with a porn star named Jana Defi. In case you don't know what she looks like... [IMG]http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/9005/set210803u.jpg[/IMG] And surprisingly, it seemed like she was there on her own accord, talking to me as if I was a good friend. I myself only made about two comments about her huge breasts. Then she wanted to play some board game and I told her it in lego version. A board game made out of legos? What the fuck? I walked into my living room. Sitting on the carpet was a blunt. I picked it up, presented to Jana, and we smoked it promptly. I was liking this part of the dream quite a bit. But alas, this is a dream and anything can happen. So would you be surprised if I told you that I became Woodstock from the Peanuts? I was Woodstock, a yellow bird. And I was riding a roller coaster. It was a huge one too; its lift hill went vertically up into the sky. Then there was a montage of me trying to ride the coasters, trying to be able to hold on. I felt like I was in a fucking Charlie Brown animated special. I couldn't hold on any longer and flew off the side of the coaster into a river nearby. Both of the river's banks had lush green forests. I swam around until I found a small pier. I had difficulty climbing up its steps, but I eventually got up and started flying away. Some girl pointed me out to her father while the Joe Cool theme started to play.

I used to have a recurring dream when I used to sleep walk when I was a child. I still get it some times (minus the sleep walking). It was a completely abstract dream in which I had synaesthesia. A countless stream of numbers appeared in mind in the form of shapes. I would group up all the shapes and in my mind they all made perfect mathematical equations (obviously I didn't work this out as a child). Eventually after about 15 minutes of working out numbers I would start to get numbers that terrified me, partially because of their shapes, which were jagged, or sinewy. I can't recall the shapes entirely but sometimes while I'm awake I see them in my mind and they still make my heart skip a beat. The numbers also didn't fit into any of the picture equations I was constructing, which scared me as well for some reason. I would get more and more scared and wake up, usually vomiting when I was a kid. The vomiting has stopped. Unless my house mates clear it up.

[QUOTE=Phanny;18194366]newsflash half the dreams are fake the other half are exaggerated and all of them no one cares about[/QUOTE] Ban. Lol.

lol i had a dream where i fell into this wierd saw mill where they weren't really cutting wood. it was just a bunch of saw blades in the floor turning. i head towards a tunnel while dodging the saws and get in it with some other people i dont know. as we near the exit this weird mechanical bug thing behind us is trying to shoot us, but we make it out okay. then when we are out my friend asks me if he can come over to my house so he can see the cheeze buttons in my mom's car. when we're being driven my mom turns on the buttons and we put these glasses on which make everything look foggy and green. finally when we get home we head to the basement and run up a bunch of random different staircases ,that i don't even have in my house, trying to scare the crap out of each other. XD

I woke up in a steampunkish-bank-thing. There were gears, pipes, and the font on every letter was Comic Sans MS. There was a school bus rammed in the wall, but it was like it was clipped through the wall (No debris or hole). On the side of the bus was "Alkazar Jr. School for Children". A dead pig with a hat on was at the wheel, and there were many dead United States of America presidents in the seats. All rotting, with maggots squirming all over their faces. It seemed that the maggots were getting larger by every passing second. I was standing at the door of the bank. My vision was blocked to about 10 feet, but there was no fog. There was just blur past a certain point. I walked to the blur, and flashed to an old church. There was blood coming out of everyone's eyes on the stained glass windows, and there was a priest standing at a podium. There were bibles with upside-down cross on them all over the floor. The priest was standing perfectly still, like a metal pole. He had the upside-down cross bible book open in his hands. What was written on it I could not tell. Then, a person with some kind of birth defect (a coned head, small arms, huge toes, no eyes) in a bloody wheelchair started slithering out of the priest's mouth. And this abnormality was more than average size, so then I head the priest's jaw snap in half and his mouth started cracking and blood was streaming out of those cracks. It only ended when the it in the wheelchair was fully born out of the priest. The priest then disentegrated. The deformity started opening it's left armpit up with it's right hand. Another mysterious ghost hand was helping to open the armpit. Even though I could see that the it was in extreme pain, it did not stop ripping apart the armpit, making it bigger and bigger. Soon it was a large portal with an awful stench, similar to that of rotten corpses. I walked into the armpit, and then I was in an enourmous valley full of trees the size of whales, leaves the size of people, and absolutely no life. All of the things that looked like plants were gushing out intestines, and those intestines were going into the black and brown ground. The sky was just a rust-colored fog, with sprinkles of red rain every now and then. Some kind of zombie that looked like it used to be a priest was shambling toward me. I could not move at all. It seemed that my arms were chained to a tree that was oozing out intestines all over my arms. While the priest was slowly shambling towards me, I could see he was grinning. No, not just grinning, he was positively radiating insane-but-still-happy-happiness. I started smiling, too. Then I started laughing, and when I tried to open my mouth, it kept opening. I couldn't feel my jaw break, oh no, it didn't even feel like I had a jaw. I could suspect the priest was flattered by my jaw-dropping, because, even though I didn't think it was possible, he started smiling even more. Then I woke up.

I remember i had a dream where some guy tried to push my head. When i woke up, i was dizzy all of a sudden for a good 15 minutes. 5 minutes later i proceeded to vomit bile in the toilet. The weird thing is, it has happened to me since i was about 10. Yes it's strange and i have no fucking clue why this happens to me. Something to do with my current blood sugar level, but whatever the case, i'm so paranoid of it happening again i have to eat tons before i go to bed, otherwise i wake up "dizzy". It's a horrible experience, and nobody, even the fucking doctor can't tell me what EXACTLY is wrong with me, and how i can prevent it in the future.

I had this dream, where I was a lobster in an underwater school filled with my friends from school. They tried to hide me from the teacher, but she soon found out and called animal control on me, and i had to hide in the coral reef. I later tried drawing the design of the school to show my friend, AND IT WAS THE SHAPE OF A FUCKING SKULL.