Fun Stuff > CHATTER
Weird dreams you've had
Welu:
I've grown up in a smoking household. Both my parents have always smoked, so have most of older relatives and family friends. I've seen the effects so I definitely don't want to smoke.
The only change I can think of is my parents have been sort of trying to quit. So I've been more strict with telling them off for smoking in the house and I won't buy them cigarettes when they ask me. Thinking about it, I've remember I tried an electronic cigarette ages ago once but the filter in it was just a flavoured one with no nicotine. Maybe it's just as simple as a forbidden fruit thing.
I've had both unaware and lucid dreams with this if that means anything.
Elysiana:
I used to be able to lucid-dream pretty readily, but not so much anymore. It's easiest during dreams of flying or about having sex. I also get sleep paralysis pretty regularly, though again, not as much in recent years. I remember a lot of my sleep paralysis dreams:
I see a man standing in the corner of my room. He's wearing lumberjack-type clothes. He's as tall as the room, about 8 feet, and massive. He's facing the corner so I can't see his face, but I know he's about to turn around and look at me, and I don't want him to find me. I try to move but can't. As he turns around, I wake up.
I see a chair floating in the middle of the room. For some reason I know deep-down that this is an omen of something horrible. I actually woke up my ex by sitting bolt upright in bed and screaming, "Oh my god, what is that?!" haha.
I see four rugs encircling my bed, standing up like people. They're all black and they're looking over me like they're discussing my fate. I feel like I'm on an examining table. One of them leans over to smother me, and I wake up.
There's a metal shopping cart next to the bed. It's full of rolls of those little blue tear-off tickets like they have at raffles. They start to unravel and long lines of the tickets float above me to the other side of the room.
My husband opens the door to the room. A red frothing substance comes through the door and travels into the room along the ceiling. I ask, "What's all that red stuff?" He says, "What?" I say, "Nevermind, I'm sleeping," and fall back asleep. Later, when I actually did wake up, he told me that except for the red stuff, all of that actually happened. He was using his cell phone to see and accidentally shined the light in my eyes.
alienatedduck:
I have now had a second dream revolving around discovering new flavours of Ben and Jerry's at really low prices.
I literally have no idea why.
TheEvilDog:
My dreams tend to be benign (talking to someone I know, or travelling somewhere, or looking out of a plane's window to watch the clouds). The few nightmares I do have tend to be somewhat tame too, they're usually more freaky landscapes than anything else (occasionally there are zombies or something, but that's more like "Oh noes! Zombies!.....Wait, I have a shotgun....BOOM!HEADSHOT!, repeat ad nauseum")
But the one nightmare that I always hated, and stuck with me for years, is me sleeping in bed (yes, I'm dreaming I'm asleep) and I feel something on my face. Its nothing I think. Then I feel it again and again and again on different parts of my face. I wake up in the nightmare and my face is covered in insects, in fact they're everywhere, all over my body and they're biting and stinging me. I know its cliched, but it was one of those nightmares where I woke up bolt upright and gasping in a panic.
bainidhe_dub:
I had a dream that I went grocery shopping with Sherlock Holmes and Irene whatserface from the BBC Sherlock series. Irene whatserface was planning a dinner party-slash-potluck and the security guard from my office building was there too for a minute, discussing who was bringing what and what they still needed to get. Sherlock was being especially distractable by Irene whatserface but also by glazed donuts which we opened and ate while walking around the store.
But then my sister called and that was that.
Also Irene whatserface was naked the whole time like the first time she shows up.
Navigation
[0] Message Index
[#] Next page
[*] Previous page
Go to full version