American Hero
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Wow, I had that dream. I was a herbivore...
Dreams
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BellGoRiiing
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A what?! XDDespain":1dpkceqh said:
That's what I like about dreams, they make absolutely no sense...the only thing I hate about my dreams however, is the fact that I'm always being attacked. What I hate even more is that I'm always attacked by something normally harmless...like once I was attacked by a toy truck. >_>
No matter how many times I broke it, it kept chasing after me...I was also attacked by a floating toothbrush...here lemme just list the things I was attacked by.
1. Toy truck
2. Toothbrush
3. Squirrel
4. Frog
5. Those chattering teeth things...(they were found in the toilet for some odd reason though)
6. Turtles
7. My little sister (don't ask)
8. Hummingbird
That's all I could think of at the moment, the list is constantly increasing, lol.
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Actually, squirrels are mean little creatures. It's not surprising that one would attack you in a dream. Now frogs...That's odd unless it's a Goliath Frog.
kimpoy2006
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I've dreamt something like falling from a cliff on a dark night and about to storm skies and i could hear the waves crashing against the rocks but i can't see the rocks below I wake up just before I hit em
Well that dream is usually conected to a chase, wherein I'm getting chased by zombies, I just run because it seems I dunno how to use friggin gun in the dream and could only use bats and kick'em. This zombie-chase dream usually happens whenever I think of zombies during the afternoon before dreaming.
I've read scientific crap on the net and found out that people that are asians or have some asian connection get these falling dreams more often. and a friend of mine told me, If ever I saw what was the end of that cliff, I was gonna die... Thank god I never saw it, ohh crap! I talked about zombies and cliffs again...
Well that dream is usually conected to a chase, wherein I'm getting chased by zombies, I just run because it seems I dunno how to use friggin gun in the dream and could only use bats and kick'em. This zombie-chase dream usually happens whenever I think of zombies during the afternoon before dreaming.
I've read scientific crap on the net and found out that people that are asians or have some asian connection get these falling dreams more often. and a friend of mine told me, If ever I saw what was the end of that cliff, I was gonna die... Thank god I never saw it, ohh crap! I talked about zombies and cliffs again...
American Hero
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After watching the animated movie The Iron Giant I had nightmares for weeks.
I would be lying in my bed and the freaking giant would rip the roof right off my house! I then jump up and run straight outside. The giant is still searching the broken house to find me, and i take this oppertunity to hide inside my Jeep. From inside, I watch as it burns the entire farm on which I live. Finally, when I feel it is safe, I start the Jeep and haul ass to an unknown destination. After awhile of driving I check the rearview mirror, and see the giant behind some mountains. He notices me and starts to chase me. Then I wake up.
I would be lying in my bed and the freaking giant would rip the roof right off my house! I then jump up and run straight outside. The giant is still searching the broken house to find me, and i take this oppertunity to hide inside my Jeep. From inside, I watch as it burns the entire farm on which I live. Finally, when I feel it is safe, I start the Jeep and haul ass to an unknown destination. After awhile of driving I check the rearview mirror, and see the giant behind some mountains. He notices me and starts to chase me. Then I wake up.
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The I.R.S beat me with random books until I died.
In short, the dream sucked. I don't even pay taxes >.>
In short, the dream sucked. I don't even pay taxes >.>
I had a dream that there was a terrorist attack in downtown Hickory (where I live), and me and my best friend were hiding behind some mailboxes (the blue kind on the street). He tried to do something I can't remember and then I watch him get shot to death. (The terrorists were on the roof of a building across the street.) It was really odd, and since then it has been hard to play shooting games..anyone feel like explaining this to me? (If it helps, I play almost nothing but FPSs)
Majiczenith
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My dreams can be really random. Last week I had a dream where I was Clint Eastwood and I was secretly protecting a beach full of people and terrorists come to attack and I help this man and his neice escape and as we're leaving I end up taking the wrong subway. During the whole 10 minutes that I am gone, I try to backtrack and get on the right subway but as the train is moving I notice several Childfind posters with my face (As Clint Eastwood) on the posters which is bizarre as I was gone only 10 freaking minutes :S.
Sometimes having a broad imagination can be my vice.
Sometimes having a broad imagination can be my vice.
BellGoRiiing
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I hate those, I get them often as well...just like you said, can't remember what they are. But I...I don't even know how to explain it, lol.Miek":2yedyd1p said:
Hmm, I dream a lot in my sleep, and I do remember them quite well each day I wake up - to the point that sometimes I find it hard to recollect certain memories and differentiate whether they actually happened or were just dreams.
Anyway, I had an interesting dream two nights back. A rare one, in a sense that I couldn't remember much of it the next morning. However, I clearly recalled going through something similar to a mild "muscle spasm" while I was in a half-asleep state, lasting for a few seconds.
Fast forward to the day after that incident (which means yesterday), I heard from my mum that my close uncle had been admitted to hospital for a case of seizure on the same night. It was only hearing that then I remembered my dream contained a few scenes involving my uncle. And that was the first time he ever appeared in my dreams. ~_~
Never told any of my relatives about this, since after all it is definitely just a pure coincidence. If I can predict stuff, I hope the next dream shows me the winning number for the next lottery~! j/k
Anyway, I had an interesting dream two nights back. A rare one, in a sense that I couldn't remember much of it the next morning. However, I clearly recalled going through something similar to a mild "muscle spasm" while I was in a half-asleep state, lasting for a few seconds.
Fast forward to the day after that incident (which means yesterday), I heard from my mum that my close uncle had been admitted to hospital for a case of seizure on the same night. It was only hearing that then I remembered my dream contained a few scenes involving my uncle. And that was the first time he ever appeared in my dreams. ~_~
Never told any of my relatives about this, since after all it is definitely just a pure coincidence. If I can predict stuff, I hope the next dream shows me the winning number for the next lottery~! j/k
I'm too damn stupid to remember my own dreams. *attacks own brain* I do remember one however. I foiled the American Embassy into thinking Australia was the center of the universe, and the true birthplace of Jesus Christ. Then someone stepped in and told me Jesus wasn't real... then I woke up.
Apart from that, only stupid dreams like getting chased by bees and falling out of cars on the highway.
Apart from that, only stupid dreams like getting chased by bees and falling out of cars on the highway.
I had a strange one last night, and it sits fairly vividly in my head. I'm fairly sure it's not pertinent to anything here in the waking world, but I remember these so rarely that I might as well share it. :x
I was walking along, dressed in fairly uncharacteristic gothy clothing -- black skinny jeans, a thin (somewhat tattered) hoodie, and my old black high-tops. Sometimes I felt like I had bat wings, too -- when suddenly I found myself conversing with a bunch of people about a rash of crimes -- and the exact numerical date on which the criminal would strike next. Suddenly, their suspicions turned to me and I was arrested. Following a short period of interrogation, my guilt was decided (without a trial, somehow,) and I was sent off to prison -- a dim yellow concrete ruin being invaded in places by plant life (mostly mildew.) I seemed to the the only one there. The ceilings were high and the roof dark.
The exact details of my escape are unknown to me, but I suddenly found myself on the landing of a large square spiral concrete staircase, still dimly illuminated with yellow. The stairs went both up and down, although they seemed to extend farther down than they did up. Sharing the landing was a girl I'm pretty sure I've never met (Asian, dressed in white with black pants.) We conversed (though what words were exchanged utterly escape me,) kissed for some reason (it was a casual thing, more a friend's kiss than anything else,) and I asked for her phone number (despite having just escaped a prison cell, I was calm, with no real sense of urgency.) She smiled and declined, and I started to walk down the stairs -- although I was heading deeper underground, I didn't feel like I was walking back into captivity. By this point, I think there were other people around, walking along with me. Some were descending, and some were heading up. It felt a little like the lines in an amusement park -- everyone walks along, utterly disinterested in anything but the end of the journey. The dream ended just as I was taking my first steps downward, with a few people who had come out of nowhere following or leading ahead. I saw the majority of the dream in the third person.
I'm kind of hoping I can continue the dream tonight. The prison and the staircase were kind of beautiful, in a corroded sort of way.
I was walking along, dressed in fairly uncharacteristic gothy clothing -- black skinny jeans, a thin (somewhat tattered) hoodie, and my old black high-tops. Sometimes I felt like I had bat wings, too -- when suddenly I found myself conversing with a bunch of people about a rash of crimes -- and the exact numerical date on which the criminal would strike next. Suddenly, their suspicions turned to me and I was arrested. Following a short period of interrogation, my guilt was decided (without a trial, somehow,) and I was sent off to prison -- a dim yellow concrete ruin being invaded in places by plant life (mostly mildew.) I seemed to the the only one there. The ceilings were high and the roof dark.
The exact details of my escape are unknown to me, but I suddenly found myself on the landing of a large square spiral concrete staircase, still dimly illuminated with yellow. The stairs went both up and down, although they seemed to extend farther down than they did up. Sharing the landing was a girl I'm pretty sure I've never met (Asian, dressed in white with black pants.) We conversed (though what words were exchanged utterly escape me,) kissed for some reason (it was a casual thing, more a friend's kiss than anything else,) and I asked for her phone number (despite having just escaped a prison cell, I was calm, with no real sense of urgency.) She smiled and declined, and I started to walk down the stairs -- although I was heading deeper underground, I didn't feel like I was walking back into captivity. By this point, I think there were other people around, walking along with me. Some were descending, and some were heading up. It felt a little like the lines in an amusement park -- everyone walks along, utterly disinterested in anything but the end of the journey. The dream ended just as I was taking my first steps downward, with a few people who had come out of nowhere following or leading ahead. I saw the majority of the dream in the third person.
I'm kind of hoping I can continue the dream tonight. The prison and the staircase were kind of beautiful, in a corroded sort of way.
Just last night I had this really good dream; and it started out as a nightmare... two nightmares in fact.
It started out with me waking up in my apartment. It's night-time outside, and its completely dark with all the lights off. I try to turn on all the lights, but the switch doesn't work, and I try to leave through the front door, but it's locked and I start to panic. Inexplicably, I am transported back to my grade 12 high school calculus class in the middle of exams, but the exam questions are all completely nonsensical. Then my old grade 12 math teacher walks up to me, looks me in the face and calls me an idiot. This was one teacher I really hated, because he was always so arrogant, and he picked on me for some reason. So I suddenly remember I'm in university and I already completed this credit a year ago with a 90% average. I rip up the math paper and throw it in his face. He starts blabbering on about how I need to show him some respect, and I say to him what I should have said to him in high school: "You're a fucking nobody, if you want someone's respect, go publish something and I'll read it, then I'll decide if I truly respect you any more than I respect anyone else".
Ah... good dreams...
Though I probably sound like an arrogant jerk myself.
P.S. Usually in my dreams (not today's though) I'm completely blind, though I instinctively know where everything is and what is going on. Is anyone else like that?
It started out with me waking up in my apartment. It's night-time outside, and its completely dark with all the lights off. I try to turn on all the lights, but the switch doesn't work, and I try to leave through the front door, but it's locked and I start to panic. Inexplicably, I am transported back to my grade 12 high school calculus class in the middle of exams, but the exam questions are all completely nonsensical. Then my old grade 12 math teacher walks up to me, looks me in the face and calls me an idiot. This was one teacher I really hated, because he was always so arrogant, and he picked on me for some reason. So I suddenly remember I'm in university and I already completed this credit a year ago with a 90% average. I rip up the math paper and throw it in his face. He starts blabbering on about how I need to show him some respect, and I say to him what I should have said to him in high school: "You're a fucking nobody, if you want someone's respect, go publish something and I'll read it, then I'll decide if I truly respect you any more than I respect anyone else".
Ah... good dreams...
Though I probably sound like an arrogant jerk myself.
P.S. Usually in my dreams (not today's though) I'm completely blind, though I instinctively know where everything is and what is going on. Is anyone else like that?
Nope. I see stuff. Sometimes in third-person with dynamic camera angles. :0
This isn't about a dream, per se, but I think I remember having a lot of nightmares about an empty yellow room in the past, about the same shade as the prison (with the lighting.) The yellow room, and something that feels somewhat akin to a drunken stupor or the Hag.
I really wish I could start lucid dreaming, because I'm very curious about this part of my subconscious.
This isn't about a dream, per se, but I think I remember having a lot of nightmares about an empty yellow room in the past, about the same shade as the prison (with the lighting.) The yellow room, and something that feels somewhat akin to a drunken stupor or the Hag.
I really wish I could start lucid dreaming, because I'm very curious about this part of my subconscious.
I have infact had prophetic dreams before.
I tells ya, its pretty scary.
A whole day where i could guess what was about to happen...
and the next day, someone had thrown a packet of sweets onto our roof and we had sausages for dinner.
That's not the First time that's happened either
I dreampt of a small room with two chairs and a single clock which had stopped, there were no windows and just a single hanging light and someone stepped out of the corner. but then i woke up.
and later that day, i had a french speaking exam, and we all had to go in turn into the cupboard, to sit on a chair under a single light next to a stopped clock, and then my teacher stepped in.
Well, call me what you want; I'll probably dream of your death whether you like it or not.
I tells ya, its pretty scary.
A whole day where i could guess what was about to happen...
Ahh, There is a packet of sweets on our roof... that must mean we're having sausages for dinner.
That's not the First time that's happened either
I dreampt of a small room with two chairs and a single clock which had stopped, there were no windows and just a single hanging light and someone stepped out of the corner. but then i woke up.
and later that day, i had a french speaking exam, and we all had to go in turn into the cupboard, to sit on a chair under a single light next to a stopped clock, and then my teacher stepped in.
Well, call me what you want; I'll probably dream of your death whether you like it or not.
I never put too much stock into dream prophecy. I've had spells like that, but I had no way of knowing whether or not I had just projected the experience onto the memories of the previous night. :x
It's possible, but I don't trust someone who so clearly prides himself on having a certain viewpoint to take an unbiased view of something like deja vu (in case that's all it was.)
It's possible, but I don't trust someone who so clearly prides himself on having a certain viewpoint to take an unbiased view of something like deja vu (in case that's all it was.)