I had this really fucked up dream once, and you were there, and you were there, and you were there, and even you were there.
For some reason, every time I lie down in bed and shut my eyes, right befor I enter dream land, I picture something strange slapping me in the face. I jump, my eyes open wide, and i'm stuck awake for another 15 minutes. Sometimes I even feel it. Happens once or twice a week for me. It's really annoying when it's 2am, I have to wake up in 6 hours, and I constantly get a short, almost dreamlike image of someone bashing my face, right befor I fall asleep.
[QUOTE=Marine123;16556840]For some reason, every time I lie down in bed and shut my eyes, right befor I enter dream land, I picture something strange slapping me in the face. I jump, my eyes open wide, and i'm stuck awake for another 15 minutes. Sometimes I even feel it. Happens once or twice a week for me. It's really annoying when it's 2am, I have to wake up in 6 hours, and I constantly get a short, almost dreamlike image of someone bashing my face, right befor I fall asleep.[/QUOTE]
i always see myself tripping on a rock right before I fall asleep and then i'm wide awake.
The most fucked up dream I've ever had was the one where it was Christmas morning, and I had just gotten everything I had ever wanted that year. I was absolutely the happiest person ever. And from then on out, it was nothing but me having the most awesome morning ever as I got to put together my new computer, as my parents had bought me the best parts that were currently out at the time.
Then I woke up.
I went and got on my computer and thought I was on my dream machine, then after noticing it was my old piece of shit, I frantically ran around the house looking for all the stuff I had gotten.
The weird part was this all happened in July. :iiam:
The only dreams I ever seem to remember are sick dreams- incredibly vivid hallucinations that usually come in short spurts between consciousness when I'm feeling doggish. Those things are the fucking worst, because your mind isn't right enough to process what's real and what's imagined. You have no idea if the things you're seeing and experiencing belong to your dreams or the real world because everything keeps fucking changing.
I was once sick in school and had to sleep in the nurse's office for forty minutes while I waited for my dad to call in and give the OK for me to leave. That forty minutes was just godawful. It felt like I was in there for days, because dream hours could pass in each little two or three minute flash-hallucination. People would talk to me, and I had no flippin' clue whether or not they were really there because everything felt so real. There was even a stretch where I didn't know what direction I was facing because I was rapidly dreaming about waking up from dreams and then waking up from it, and each time my orientation in the cot would change. Being so confused as to not even know what direction you're facing is scary as all hell.
Fever dreams [I]suck[/I]. Anybody who wants to induce hallucinations needs to have his head examined.
my most fucked up dream
Me, Conan o´brien and Bob (some random guy) are in a car and Jason from the friday the 13th movies is after us so we are driving away from him and then bob gets out of the car and starts shooting arrows to jasons car then me and conan try to sneak out but then jason sees us and starts chasing us then we goto some field and conan falls and i keep running but jason just ingnores conan and starts running after me i start jumping and i just float away.
then i wake up
once I dreamed that I was turned into a shadowy monster and started eating my friends and family.
it was so nice
I had a dream where I took the engine from my Mazda and chained it on to a chair and drove off.
[QUOTE=Charades;16555877]I had a dream where I was a gay black guy in Brooklyn who walked on buttons to control traffic lights.[/QUOTE]
is that a reference to TH89 or something
No, TH89 is a gay white guy.
I fucking lol'd at Billy Mays.
This is a recolection of a dream I had when I was like 8.
In this dream I was Spongebob and so was my friend (It was like I just knew it was my friend), so there was like two Spongebob's, and we were at the krusty krab and messing around or something and Mr. Krabs told us to stop and go upstairs and we were like "We have an upstairs?" so suddenly theres this big long hallway at the back of the restaurant with all these doors so we walk back there and open the first door and a bunch of little ghosts come out so we run away to another door which we open up and then even more little ghosts come out so we run some more and we come to another door and open it and go inside this little room and in there is this cabinet dresser thing so we open it up and ghosts come out and then my friend turns into a ghost so I turn around and run back to the front of the krusty krab but then I couldn't see anything like my glasses had got blacked out so I ran out of the door outside (And it was nighttime now, I could see outside the rim of my glasses) and tripped on a rock and rolled down into a ditch and then I passed out or something because I got up and it was morning and I could see again and then the friend's dad drives up in my mom's van and he has long blonde straight hair and in real life he is the heavy set tough biker-esque guy and then I got in the van. Then I woke up.
Sorry about that I don't feel like editing for punctuation I just wanted to type all that out :v:
[QUOTE=dannass;16555858]ok so the first thing that happend was that me and my class was getting ready to get on a train to sweden.
But while we were riding the train i for some reason got outside the window and needed someone to drag me back in, two times he pulled me in but it happend 3 fucking times. so the third time i fell out of the train.
now i needed to walk home and so i did, i came to a highway where there was some sort of mall. when i went into the mall i saw fucking billy mays come in alive and well. He just looked a bit old with grey hair and so on.
2 minutes later vince also came in to the mall and he was pretty young.
All of a sudden i heard a bomb that was planted in the mall and before i could think, i woke up.
Maybe i have had some more fucked up dreams but this dream wasn't a nightmare. all my other fucked up dreams is nightmares so this was a pretty good twist..
Sorry for my english by the way.[/QUOTE]
You have played MSTS and Dead Rising too much.
I had a really fucked up dream a few weeks ago. I can't remember exactly what I was dreaming before hand, the usual weird dream etc. Then I wake up and notice my alarm clock says 7:13 PM and I'm like "Wtf this can't be right" so I get out of bed and open my window shade than BAMM a big fucking light flashes in my face and I go blind and hit the floor thinking "wtf is dis shit" Then I wake up again in real life scared as fuck.
[QUOTE=Reaver1991;16557971]No, TH89 is a gay white guy.[/QUOTE]
Uh no, he's black.
I guess I might as well post this here. It technically qualifies as a nightmare, but there were only a few scary bits (it's quite long):
I was some kind of Muslim extremist (in real life I'm a white atheist, so it was pretty random) dressed in a white turban and toga, and I was on the run from a squad of Roman soldiers. They were chasing me down a road along a river bank and I ducked into a nearby tavern to escape them. This building was like in the middle of nowhere, right next to a huge forest, but it was jam packed. Anyway, I quickly convinced the bartender to misdirect the soldiers and when they came in, she sent them back out. I slipped out a back door and slid partway down the river bank to hide.
After running along the incline for a while, I climbed back up and found myself in the middle of the nearby forest. Ahead of me, through the trees, I could see a ghostly woman in a white wedding dress/ghost outfit. As I approached her, she screamed at the top of her lungs and fled off into the darkness.
A bit further on, I found a pair of shed-like huts. They were exactly the same, and in the same orientation as the wooden huts they used for cloakrooms at my old school. Anyway, I rounded the corner of one and found myself face to face with this man.
He didn't resemble anyone I'd ever seen before, but he had a tweed suit on, the kind that college professors wear. His clothing and hair were all messed up and disarranged, and he had this completely crazy, wild look in his eyes. He immediately started to chase me, and I had to run for it. As I was fleeing, I did the old horror film cliche and tripped on a root. i turned around to see his looming over me, reaching towards my face.
I woke up at that point, terrified. odd thing was, I wasn't scared at all in the dream, only after it finished.
I had a dream last night that i was Bill Clinton and i kept laughing...that's all
I never have any cool dreams :C I rarely remember my dreams or have them or whatever. The one that I remember the most/pissed me off the most is when I was little I realized I was dreaming and started having a lucid dream or whatever, I "wished" I had a watch that could stop time, I looked at the watch, saw the time, and woke up. People say when you look at the time in a dream you wake up, I was so fucking pissed.
My friend had a dream where a chick chained him up and raped him.
I had a dream that I was on the couch in the living room in the middle of the night, there was only a little light coming from the street lights outside. I saw someone in the dining room just standing there facing me. I couldn't move or talk and I could hardly breathe. I hate sleep paralysis. :emo:
i had a weird dream where in a car with someone and then i get out of it right in a metro station then my mom is there then she gets falls in the train tracks and then another person was there and then they transform in scheletons woked up very weird dream
i really want a dream where i can see nude girls and have sex :smug:
[QUOTE=mr-kaki;16558145]Uh no, he's black.[/QUOTE]
lol
i like lucids dreams.
On thursday night, i had a dream that i took my parent's car, and then i crashed it (not badly)
and somehow got fined like $200,000 and there where police and everything there.
In my dream i was like "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
I had a dream where I was in the future. It seemed a lot like the London Underground, except you always had to stand next to a friend or else you'd be arrested for being a loner terrorist.
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[QUOTE=Big Dumb American;16557066]The only dreams I ever seem to remember are sick dreams- incredibly vivid hallucinations that usually come in short spurts between consciousness when I'm feeling doggish. Those things are the fucking worst, because your mind isn't right enough to process what's real and what's imagined. You have no idea if the things you're seeing and experiencing belong to your dreams or the real world because everything keeps fucking changing.
I was once sick in school and had to sleep in the nurse's office for forty minutes while I waited for my dad to call in and give the OK for me to leave. That forty minutes was just godawful. It felt like I was in there for days, because dream hours could pass in each little two or three minute flash-hallucination. People would talk to me, and I had no flippin' clue whether or not they were really there because everything felt so real. There was even a stretch where I didn't know what direction I was facing because I was rapidly dreaming about waking up from dreams and then waking up from it, and each time my orientation in the cot would change. Being so confused as to not even know what direction you're facing is scary as all hell.
Fever dreams [I]suck[/I]. Anybody who wants to induce hallucinations needs to have his head examined.[/QUOTE]
Oh, I hate those. This one time I was standing on the pavement near Old Compton Street and a fire engine was coming and then suddenly I was all "Huh? Why am I still at school? Wasn't I j-Oh."
Oh man, those are the most wicked ones for me.
Because, hell, I still have those dreams when I have to wake up early, I dream about getting out of the bed, going to kitchen and making me a sandwitch. And when I eat a piece of that, I go like "Why the hell this doesn't taste anything at all? I could swear I put bu-oh wait a second" and then realize that I'm still lying on the damn bed. And when trying to get up I start having that same God damn dream all over again.
Thats not a very fucked up dream, OP. I think i never got dream that actually maked sense, my dreams are all fucked up. Last time I dream, I was at a stadium watching a football match, and the players were clowns and various people from the circus. 2 clowns kick a giant dog that hits the ball and scores a goal. Then I ran into the field and handshaked the clown, which was a friend of mine (wtf). Then i noticed each person on each team had an insignia on their arms. One team were the Nazi Mickey Mouse, with the mickey ears making a suastica, and the other team were the Comunist Donald Ducks. Then I woke up.
[QUOTE=Destroyertf;16559414]Thats not a very fucked up dream, OP. I think i never got dream that actually maked sense, my dreams are all fucked up. Last time I dream, I was at a stadium watching a football match, and the players were clowns and various people from the circus. 2 clowns kick a giant dog that hits the ball and scores a goal. Then I ran into the field and handshaked the clown, which was a friend of mine (wtf). Then i noticed each person on each team had an insignia on their arms. One team were the Nazi Mickey Mouse, with the mickey ears making a suastica, and the other team were the Comunist Donald Ducks. Then I woke up.[/QUOTE]
yeah but it was pretty fucked up. but i didn't want to tell about a fucked up dream that was a nightmare.
When you have a dream where house appliances and furniture fallow you, and after you lose them Samurai Jack try's to kill you, then you get an icecream cone... IN A DREAM :dance:
Come back to me.
I this dream about 3 months ago, where aliens abducted me, and when I got transported into their spaceship, Michael Jackson was already there. And when we got to their home planet, Michael Jackson went mad, and started wrecking all the stuff in the spaceship, then I woke up.
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