Omg I always have weird dreams. I just started looking for info. The first was, I think, in my apartment I saw a hole in the wall. Like in Coraline. A girl showed me a cereal box that had interactive games on the back. They keep getting weirder and weirder. HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Really, REALLY weird dreams...
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I have had this at least once a month for ten years. and every time I have it, it gets clearer in the details, a make of car, a brand of goggles, the grass beneath my feet, that sort of thing.
I am in a military Land rover, there are at least four other guys with me. We are soldiers. Behind us, there is a river, the bridge over which is blocked off by warning signs.
We are driving on a dirt road. The grass is green, the sky is blue and the water of the river is clearer than any I have ever seen. There is a large pipe, running at an angle to the river above the ground.
I see someone standing on top of it, at least ten foot off the ground. I know that this is bad, I know that no one has been on this side of the river in a long time. He is dark haired, and wearing a dark coat and blue jeans.
His teeth are black and pointed. He smiles.
Something attacks us from somewhere... it is all a blur. Suddenly, the sky is dark, I am running away, I have been running for a long time. I have followed the river out to the sea. There is a small village, maybe five houses, there are cobbles on the ground. People are in the village, with smiles and black teeth. My friends, the soldiers I came in with, are killed there and I shoot, but it does nothing.
A woman in the crowd of black toothed monsters hears me, calls out to me. I run into one of the houses and lock myself in the study, My rifle is gone, I am holding a pistol. They are talking to me through the door, telling me that everyone else is dead and that I should join them. They bang on the door and it shudders in its hinges. They tell me that they have already won. They bang on the door and it cracks. They tell me that it won't be that bad. They bang on the door and it begins to hang loose.
I open the door. I am terrified. I offer them my hand. They tear into it. My vision goes grey and I can se better into the darkness.
Once or twice a month for ten years. Every time, the details fill out and it feels a bit more real. I am not an easy man to frighten, I tend to be the calm one in any dire situation. But every night I have that dream, I wake up in tears.
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I am in a military Land rover, there are at least four other guys with me. We are soldiers. Behind us, there is a river, the bridge over which is blocked off by warning signs.
We are driving on a dirt road. The grass is green, the sky is blue and the water of the river is clearer than any I have ever seen. There is a large pipe, running at an angle to the river above the ground.
I see someone standing on top of it, at least ten foot off the ground. I know that this is bad, I know that no one has been on this side of the river in a long time. He is dark haired, and wearing a dark coat and blue jeans.
His teeth are black and pointed. He smiles.
Something attacks us from somewhere... it is all a blur. Suddenly, the sky is dark, I am running away, I have been running for a long time. I have followed the river out to the sea. There is a small village, maybe five houses, there are cobbles on the ground. People are in the village, with smiles and black teeth. My friends, the soldiers I came in with, are killed there and I shoot, but it does nothing.
A woman in the crowd of black toothed monsters hears me, calls out to me. I run into one of the houses and lock myself in the study, My rifle is gone, I am holding a pistol. They are talking to me through the door, telling me that everyone else is dead and that I should join them. They bang on the door and it shudders in its hinges. They tell me that they have already won. They bang on the door and it cracks. They tell me that it won't be that bad. They bang on the door and it begins to hang loose.
I open the door. I am terrified. I offer them my hand. They tear into it. My vision goes grey and I can se better into the darkness.
Once or twice a month for ten years. Every time, the details fill out and it feels a bit more real. I am not an easy man to frighten, I tend to be the calm one in any dire situation. But every night I have that dream, I wake up in tears.
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Okay, this is a bit of a doozy. I had this dream last week.
In my dream, I found there is a spinoff cartoon series about Batman where Batman wasn't Batman, but a transsexual or a transvestite with a heavy Russian accent and, possibly because of the Russian accent and the association with cold places, ice powers. And some sort of metal claw gauntlets. So, I was watching the cartoon from TV and they showed that, err, they shaved their beard by freezing their face and scratching the ice off with their gauntlets and that Robin was replaced with a little girl in an Ice Climber costume
Later in the dream, I stopped watching television and went to bicycle through the woods. I was using a butterfly GPS device, a live butterfly attached to the bicycle from its arse, but then some huge ants started climbing up my bike and they attacked he butterfly, detaching it and letting it fly away. I got lost in the woods (of course, since I had just lost my navigator) and wandered about until I found a gas station. It was in the middle of the woods, with no roads anywhere.
Things got a bit hazy after that, but I remember going to the gas station and calling someone to pick me up.
My memory of how "Batman" looked like is pretty clear, so I'm thinking about drawing a picture...
In my dream, I found there is a spinoff cartoon series about Batman where Batman wasn't Batman, but a transsexual or a transvestite with a heavy Russian accent and, possibly because of the Russian accent and the association with cold places, ice powers. And some sort of metal claw gauntlets. So, I was watching the cartoon from TV and they showed that, err, they shaved their beard by freezing their face and scratching the ice off with their gauntlets and that Robin was replaced with a little girl in an Ice Climber costume
Later in the dream, I stopped watching television and went to bicycle through the woods. I was using a butterfly GPS device, a live butterfly attached to the bicycle from its arse, but then some huge ants started climbing up my bike and they attacked he butterfly, detaching it and letting it fly away. I got lost in the woods (of course, since I had just lost my navigator) and wandered about until I found a gas station. It was in the middle of the woods, with no roads anywhere.
Things got a bit hazy after that, but I remember going to the gas station and calling someone to pick me up.
My memory of how "Batman" looked like is pretty clear, so I'm thinking about drawing a picture...
I had a very weird dream several months ago: I'm talking with a friend outside the house of someone famous (don't know who). Suddenly, another friend comes running, throws some rocks at the house and then runs away. We follow him, but for some reason I now find myself on the top of a really tall pole above my house.
I can hear a fire alarm, and because the roof is somehow transparent I see there's fire inside. I start to lose my balance atop the pole and decide to just jump onto the roof. The dream ends just before I hit.
I have others, but they're undescribably surreal.
I can hear a fire alarm, and because the roof is somehow transparent I see there's fire inside. I start to lose my balance atop the pole and decide to just jump onto the roof. The dream ends just before I hit.
I have others, but they're undescribably surreal.
I've had some truly mental dreams, and I'm just wanting to ask, as there's so many examples here, do you all feel like it's completely normal to be doing whatever you're doing in your dream, for instance, I used to have a recurring nightmare as a kid about a group of scarecrows who'd go around killing people, but the strange part they'd hit people with their pitchforks til there was just a big pile of mashed potato.
That never made me think 'well, this must be a dream then, that couldn't happen', I just knew it would happen to me if they caught me.
I also, like many of you have random famous people show up in my dreams, I was having another regular one, where the nukes have fallen, and the only building I knew to be safe from the blast was Jamie Oliver's house, so I collected some survivors and threw him out.
Nothing during the dream made me ask 'how the hell do I know where he lives?', I just find it interesting that reality and fact don't make any appearances during dreams, and I wonder if it's just me sometimes, tho I realise it probably happens to everyone.
That never made me think 'well, this must be a dream then, that couldn't happen', I just knew it would happen to me if they caught me.
I also, like many of you have random famous people show up in my dreams, I was having another regular one, where the nukes have fallen, and the only building I knew to be safe from the blast was Jamie Oliver's house, so I collected some survivors and threw him out.
Nothing during the dream made me ask 'how the hell do I know where he lives?', I just find it interesting that reality and fact don't make any appearances during dreams, and I wonder if it's just me sometimes, tho I realise it probably happens to everyone.
There was this one dream that freaked me out quite a bit. I was doing swimming training (I used to do that alot) when I got a call on my mobile. Obviously, I was in the pool and couldn't answer it, so when I got out I noticed I missed a call. It was from a girl I fancy and she had left a text saying that she needed to talk to me. I called her back immediately, but I got an automated voice telling me something very peculiar...
"I'm sorry, but this phone has been confiscated from it's owner due to the owner being a criminal suspect in a major crime".
That blew me away... Just hope that isn't symbolism...
"I'm sorry, but this phone has been confiscated from it's owner due to the owner being a criminal suspect in a major crime".
That blew me away... Just hope that isn't symbolism...
..Lets just go with this: My subconsciousness seems to really enjoy sadomasochistic torture, preys upon my arachnophobia, and gives me a feeling of intense vertigo every time the "scene" changes.HG131 said:
I can't really remember the intimate details, but those are the primary aspects in which they tend to devolve into.
I found the Necronomicon, and kept trying to read from it. But each time I did, I was chased by ravenous lime green dogs. Eventually one got a hold of me, and started gnawing on my small intestine, while others threshed me alive.
Not my most pleasant, but it was far from terrifying.
Not my most pleasant, but it was far from terrifying.
I had a crazy one when I was like 8 or 9. I dreamed I had a Swinub and for some reason I had him attack someone I know. The Swinub then got his ass kicked and died from his wounds. One of the saddest dreames I've ever had. The strange thing is that before the dream I never really liked Swinub, but since that day Swinub is one of my favorite pokemon 
I had a really interesting dream the other day. It wasn't necessarily a weird dream, but I am baffled at how in the world my brain came up with the concept.
Basically, it was a 'store' divided into two sections which looked identical. In one part there was a lot of items of various types. In the other the exact same set of items, but with the difference that all items were wrapped in paper like Christmas presents and placed at different locations.
This store was such that when I walked in, I was free to pick a single item that I wanted and get it for free, but it had to be from the section with the wrapped presents. So I could look in the other section of the store to find what I wanted, then go to the other section and make an educated guess as to which present contained it. If I was wrong I would still have to keep what I got.
Basically, it was a 'store' divided into two sections which looked identical. In one part there was a lot of items of various types. In the other the exact same set of items, but with the difference that all items were wrapped in paper like Christmas presents and placed at different locations.
This store was such that when I walked in, I was free to pick a single item that I wanted and get it for free, but it had to be from the section with the wrapped presents. So I could look in the other section of the store to find what I wanted, then go to the other section and make an educated guess as to which present contained it. If I was wrong I would still have to keep what I got.
I once had a dream, an entire dream, where I was a flower living in a flowerbed...
It was AWESOME!
[sub]I got watered, I looked at the sun, I was hungry than I wasn't because I made my own food... Fun times XD[/sub]
It was AWESOME!
[sub]I got watered, I looked at the sun, I was hungry than I wasn't because I made my own food... Fun times XD[/sub]
Once in a blue moon I get a really weird dream that gives me a slightly eerie feeling for a short time.
Last year I had a dream where I was looking at a burnt body. It was burned to the point of being completely black. Laying down next to the body was a girl crying; I'm guessing about 18 years old. She was laying on her hip with her arms keeping her upper body upright. She was naked (no, I couldn't see anything) and her skin was a bluish color. She just kept crying and crying, and suddenly I was in a different room looking down a hallway in some house in a desert; I could tell since I could see sand blowing past the window. There was a man walking down the hallway as I'm noticing all this. My view immediately switches over looking right at the window from a upward angle. Suddenly the burnt body jumps through the wind and with a large blade coming out of both hands. The thing tares up the random guy, and then more jump through the window joining in. Then they all turn to me and start chances me down. I ran down to some elevator and then it ended.
Last year I had a dream where I was looking at a burnt body. It was burned to the point of being completely black. Laying down next to the body was a girl crying; I'm guessing about 18 years old. She was laying on her hip with her arms keeping her upper body upright. She was naked (no, I couldn't see anything) and her skin was a bluish color. She just kept crying and crying, and suddenly I was in a different room looking down a hallway in some house in a desert; I could tell since I could see sand blowing past the window. There was a man walking down the hallway as I'm noticing all this. My view immediately switches over looking right at the window from a upward angle. Suddenly the burnt body jumps through the wind and with a large blade coming out of both hands. The thing tares up the random guy, and then more jump through the window joining in. Then they all turn to me and start chances me down. I ran down to some elevator and then it ended.
The worst dream I ever had began with me waking up in my room. A bright light shone through each window in my room. I get up and walk out of the room. All the windows in the house have this bright white light shining through. I have no idea why this is happening. I walk down the stairs and into the living room. My family is there, staring blankly into space. My mom notices me and gets up. I ask her, "What's going on?" She replies, "Alex...it's over."
And then I wake up. Before then, I thought waking up in a cold sweat was just an exaggeration. It isn't.
And then I wake up. Before then, I thought waking up in a cold sweat was just an exaggeration. It isn't.
Earlier this month I had a dream that I was a zombie...
But I wasn't just any zombie, I was a depressed zombie. Being dead was so depressing, so I let out all of my sad by eating living people... But then I met a beautiful girl and fell in love with her, and after some chasing and moaning she fell in love with me too! then we got married and I woke up...
Remind me not to eat Leftover Curry-Cactus-Casserole before bed... or EVER...
And then there was that dream with some hot Asari sex in it...
But I wasn't just any zombie, I was a depressed zombie. Being dead was so depressing, so I let out all of my sad by eating living people... But then I met a beautiful girl and fell in love with her, and after some chasing and moaning she fell in love with me too! then we got married and I woke up...
Remind me not to eat Leftover Curry-Cactus-Casserole before bed... or EVER...
And then there was that dream with some hot Asari sex in it...