In my dreams I can never actually hit/punch anyone, no matter how hard I try to fight back. My hand just slows down and slips to the side, or just stops before reaching them. It's pretty distressing in the dream, and makes me wonder if I could actually hit someone for real.
Any of you ever had lucid dreams before?
Any of you ever had lucid dreams before?The last time I lucid-dreamed, I was able to hold it for about 10 seconds, and then the dream just...dissolved away. Kind of like how if you throw a piece of paper on a fire and how it...burns, I guess, that's the best way to describe it.
Sleep paralysis is utterly terrifying. My mother actually had me convinced for some years as a child that it was demons attacking me in my sleep.It's happened to me once as well. I'm 99% certain it was sleep paralysis and I was just dreaming about what I saw in the corner of my room, but god alive, I didn't sleep for the rest of that night.
A big upshot of being able to lucid dreams is that if I wake up from a dream, as long as I go to sleep within a few minutes I can come back to the dream, more or less where I left off.This happened to me when I had a dream about being in a special forces team and getting shot in the head. Basically, I take the bullet (felt like getting hit in the forehead by a hammer), and lay there for a few seconds before I...die, I guess, because the dream ends. I sit up, look around the room, and I can still see the dream landscape superimposed over reality. Before I know it, I fall back asleep...and wake up in a dream (same one?) in an operating room with a team of surgeons leaning over me saying, "He's gonna make it." The dream then proceeds into me being a brain-damaged POW (I was shot in the head after all...) in a compound that looked exactly like my high school that was controlled by the people who shot me earler.
Ok, see this rage comic?
Wtf. Why is the Internet eating my images? (this is happening on other forums too...)Ok, see this rage comic?
No, and a copy+paste of the address redirects to the FunnyJunk home page...
Mr. Molasses is pretty scary all the time.
That actually makes a type of sense... your conscious brain is interfering in the dream enough to make sure this is something you can't practically achieve by making the dream-desire something difficult to attain...I wouldn't say that. That sort of higher-level thinking is impossible without you being aware of it.
I'm bound to agree with you on that final point. Are all your dreams about her exactly the same with minor details different or are they all different?20 guys in the evil lair (great word in this context!) and it wasn't scary? Would have scared me.
Whats even weirder about my dream is that there were like twenty men in his evil lair...
Last night I had a dream about square roots and how twins were somehow a part of the worldwide solution because they could represent both positive and negative answers.To stray from dreams for a moment, that reminds me of a fantasy in my late teens: I was sitting at Infinity, as if it was a place or a point, watching students drawing graphs whose lines stretched out toward me, but never got there. A year or two later, I wrote a short poem describing it, probably ending with my trigonometry teacher's words: "Well, it's really undefined." Come to think of it, the image may have connected with my enjoyment of "space music," slow New-Agey electronic, in which I imagine myself sitting cross-legged in space, watching the fantastic sights of stars, comets and planets.
Actually, dreams serve a very useful purpose. They allow the brain time to rest and make sense of everything that occurred during the day. So, in a way, they are meaningful. Its just interpreting them that gets tricky. I don't think dreams show hidden fears or whatever. I think they, instead, show you something about yourself you knew but didn't want to admit.Aha! That I liked falling down a shaft into a gas flame!
Actually, dreams serve a very useful purpose. They allow the brain time to rest and make sense of everything that occurred during the day.What you're describing is sleep. And you're right; sleep serves to consolidate memories in the association areas of the brain. Some studies with brain recordings in rats show that a sort of 2x-speed neural playback occurs of the things the rat learned while he was awake. Even though you can't do this (often) in humans, I'm pretty sure that our enhanced self-awareness is the cause of us making such a big deal out of dreams.
So, in a way, they are meaningful. Its just interpreting them that gets tricky. I don't think dreams show hidden fears or whatever. I think they, instead, show you something about yourself you knew but didn't want to admit.Nope. Completely unrelated.
I do believe that they can make sense of things we couldn't during the day, however.
Sleeps main goal is to replenish chemicals in the brain throughout the night and to let the body restore what we used up. Thats why it has to be dark in your room, because the chemicals replenish best in the dark. It doesn't do anything for the actual thoughts during the day, its main goal is purely biological.Chemical replenish best in the dark...? Honestly, I have no idea where you got that from. Maybe you're confusing animal metabolism with that of plants. Replenishing energy reserves is indeed one of the hypothesised functions of sleep, but it doesn't have to be dark for that. Nocturnal animals sleep during the day, and they get by just fine.
Dreams, on the other hand, are what consolidate memory and thoughts, not actual sleep. They go hand-in-hand, though. I don't believe there is hidden insight in dreams. I do believe that they can make sense of things we couldn't during the day, however. But, the human psyche is so vast and mostly unknown, still, that how can someone say our dreams know something we don't at the forefront of our mind? For every study that says that dreams can't do that, there are a thousand saying they can. Its easier to prove something than disprove it.You can't dream without sleep, and you can't sleep without dreams. We know that sleep consolidates memories from experiments, and we know that dreams happen in your sleep from personal experience, but the two are really hard to reconcile scientifically. It's intuitive to think that the two represent the same process, but proving this is another matter entirely.
The stage where you dream is REM sleep. Sleep is a cycle, starting at 1 and ending on the fourth part, called REM. The cycle takes about 40 minutes. Also, the idea that if you wake a sleepwalker they die is completely false. So totally not true at all. Every psych class I've ever taken has said this again and again.
I kinda wanna see the studies that went into this...
Sleeps main goal is to replenish chemicals in the brain throughout the night and to let the body restore what we used up. Thats why it has to be dark in your room, because the chemicals replenish best in the dark. It doesn't do anything for the actual thoughts during the day, its main goal is purely biological.Chemical replenish best in the dark...? Honestly, I have no idea where you got that from. Maybe you're confusing animal metabolism with that of plants. Replenishing energy reserves is indeed one of the hypothesised functions of sleep, but it doesn't have to be dark for that. Nocturnal animals sleep during the day, and they get by just fine.QuoteDreams, on the other hand, are what consolidate memory and thoughts, not actual sleep. They go hand-in-hand, though. I don't believe there is hidden insight in dreams. I do believe that they can make sense of things we couldn't during the day, however. But, the human psyche is so vast and mostly unknown, still, that how can someone say our dreams know something we don't at the forefront of our mind? For every study that says that dreams can't do that, there are a thousand saying they can. Its easier to prove something than disprove it.You can't dream without sleep, and you can't sleep without dreams. We know that sleep consolidates memories from experiments, and we know that dreams happen in your sleep from personal experience, but the two are really hard to reconcile scientifically. It's intuitive to think that the two represent the same process, but proving this is another matter entirely.
The stage where you dream is REM sleep. Sleep is a cycle, starting at 1 and ending on the fourth part, called REM. The cycle takes about 40 minutes. Also, the idea that if you wake a sleepwalker they die is completely false. So totally not true at all. Every psych class I've ever taken has said this again and again.
I kinda wanna see the studies that went into this...
It's been a long time since the human brain was universally considered a 'black box', and the functions that we consider 'vast and unknown' are becoming less and less numerous. Although I admit that sleep and dreams are still poorly understood, I still find it dubious that dreams themselves have some mysterious power that's unrelated to the memory processes that we see in other animals.
I think your information is a bit out of date. The common belief that REM sleep is the dream sleep stems from the fact that in a normal sleep cycle, you wake up from REM sleep, and thus the dreams you've had in that stage are the most vivid. But Idontunderstand is right; dreaming occurs in every stage of sleep. Wake someone up at any point during the night, and most of them will be able to tell you that they were dreaming.
No one said anything about sleepwalkers that die. But if you want to see studies I can look some up. You can also look at Wikipedia, Scholarpedia or search for articles in scholar.google.com. I bet there's a ton of sleep-related stuff out there that I don't know about either.
http://www.wellnesstips.ca/dark.htm Thats the basics on how light effects our sleep. The idea is that the body uses very different chemicals during the day than during the night, so when there is light on our bodies, we absorb that light and release chemicals into our system that makes us think its morning. Nocturnal animals also don't sleep in the light, they sleep in places like dark caves or in trees where the light can't reach them.
http://www.wellnesstips.ca/dark.htm Thats the basics on how light effects our sleep. The idea is that the body uses very different chemicals during the day than during the night, so when there is light on our bodies, we absorb that light and release chemicals into our system that makes us think its morning. Nocturnal animals also don't sleep in the light, they sleep in places like dark caves or in trees where the light can't reach them.Ah, you mean the effect of light on the body! I agree with you there, but it's not really the same as 'replenishing chemicals'. I mean, I sometimes take a nap with the lights on, so the effect is not especially strict, but of course it's true that the light/dark cycle, whether natural or artifical, affects how you sleep.
Technically we dream throughout sleep,yes. But (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rapid_eye_movement_sleep) we remember our dreams that occur during REM. And, those are obviously the dreams we are talking about, yes? If you wake someone up in the middle of the night, they can't tell you what their dreams were during the rest of the cycle, its typically the REM cycle's dreams.Sure, but I don't believe REM-sleep dreams are more relevant or more important than deep-sleep dreams just because people remember them more often. Why should there be a difference between REM-sleep dreams and deep-sleep dreams?
You can dream without sleep. Its called Lucid dreaming. You're in a kind of half sleep half wake situation, but it still exists. That way you can control your dreams because you are aware of them.Haha, no, that doesn't count. When you find yourself having some degree of consciousness or agency while in a dream, it doesn't mean you're not still sleeping, aka lying limp on your bed with practically zero situational awareness.
And, just because the two processes (sleep and dreaming) happens at the exact same time doesn't mean they cannot serve two different functions. And, we are more then able to monitor brain activities during sleep to pinpoint when the more active dreams are happening.Yeah, that's the thing. I think that sleeping and dreaming are just two sides of the same coin, and dreams are just reflective of the consolidation and recovery processes that are necessary for a good night's rest. And if I'm interpreting correctly, you think that dreaming is its own process that takes place on top of the aforementioned processes as a complementary function. Whether it's one or the other is pretty damn hard to find out. I'm having trouble thinking of an experiment that can tell. Maybe if I sleep on it I'll know. :lol:
Sorry, but some better references would be good. That website has the work "QUACK" written all over it. Especially the references to the CHEK institute, a glorified chiropractic school. I have nothing against chiro, they are wonderful, and have helped me with a lot of physical issues over the years, but when they try to go and explain everything in their own terms, without scientific backup, I have to stop listening...The website may be dubious (COMIC SAAAAAANS) but you'd do better to check out the book they're referencing. According to the reviews on Amazon (http://www.amazon.com/Lights-Out-Sleep-Sugar-Survival/dp/0671038680), the book really does have the right ideas about sleep, nutrition and health, but the author just doesn't know what she's talking about in other respects. So, good message, bad messenger. Still better than a bad message coming from a good messenger.
Okay, okay, I'll concede to your argument simply because this is the wrong forum.Well, it's okay with Paul, so I'd really like to know if you can answer my other questions.
Then he said something about me being jealous of the long hot pink ribbon he braided into his facial hair.....
Ice Cream Girl? Could you have been dreaming inside the world of Waterman Studios?
On the other hand, aren't you the one who nearly beat up his girlfriend while fighting a dream?
+ FREUDMammary envy!
I don't think bainidhe_dub is suggesting you want to hurt your girlfriend, just that if your boxing is causing you to dream aggressively and that in turn is causing your girlfriend to be afraid (I know how scary it can be when things happen in the middle of sleep, I once thought my cat was a monster trying to kill me) then it maybe isn't actually a positive thing.
My training backs me up in almost every situation and has nothing to do with fighting and beating people up.I don't know anything much about Western-style boxing, but I know this is true of taijiquan. It does sometimes bleed into dreams though. I had a weird one recently about fighting a wooden-man dummy that came to life...
My favourite dream, which I haven't had for years now, is of flying - and even that is kind of like swimming in the air.
Sure, I have no problem with either you or boxing :) Just didn't want there to be a disagreement over what sounded like a misunderstanding. I've considered boxing myself, but I don't have time at the moment.
She finishes and Girl 1 has to go too, so she starts to poop, then turns around so she's facing the tank."When you go to drop a Sir Harrington, you face the tank, so you can use the flat top for your ink and papers. Then when you're done, you don't have to turn around and look at your Sir Harrington when you flush. That's gross!"
Last night I had this dream where an ex-lover decided to get snuggly at the weekly guitar lesson I give her. We started making out, getting a little heated, that kind of stuff. Then she quite suddenly turned into this dude that I absolutely cannot fucking stand, and I woke up feeling gross and dirty.
Oh, that was me.
That last post is now my favorite Hardy Boys story.I've thought about fleshing it out into a full fledged short horror story and submitting it to an amateur publication.
Wata's friends were joking around with me and hitting on me...(snip)
...and then my phone went off.
this may be the most practical possibility for me ever to get to see the cycle on stage.Have you had any opportunities to see the Met Live in HD? I saw the complete Ring cycle in the last year in theaters in Tucson Arizona and Battle Creek Michigan. I knew I'd love the music, but the entire production was amazing, despite/including a strange set. It's possible to "rent" the operas via live streaming, although it doesn't appear that the Ring cycle is on the list. Looks like screens in London, Newcastle and Nottingham carry the series.
Did the aircraft have an ignition key?
4. Recurring childhood nightmare of stumbling down a dark corridor with invisible walls. Darkness all around. There was this vague sense of primal terror, that I was being chased and had to escape some formless horror. Then suddenly a ungodly sound of piercing/tearing/shattering rips my reality in two, and I wake up in cold sweat.
At that point, I decided that this game had been scary enough, so I mentally switched it off and woke up back in my room.
I dreamt about storks. Thousand of storks, flying everywhere, in gardens, through windows, open doors, trees, buildings, everywhere.There are many, many...many babies in your future :P
I fed one peanut butter. Because my dreaming brain believes that every living thing likes peanut butter.
I can't explain.
Were your parents present in the dream?
Wow...I'm pretty sure the real Sheamus wouldn't care about Ireland/Northern Ireland. He's a cool guy. I have a friend in the pro wrestling circuit who's met him, says he's a cool dude.
I went and looked in the draw that I remembered putting it in
I had another dream after that one where, for some reason, the Sun was exploding, making the surface of the earth too hot to live where it touched. Everyone was basically piling into ships to leave the earth and just get the fuck out (I dunno what their plan was), only they left before I could get on-board and I was the only person left. I tried to kill myself before the sun came up but every cut was too shallow to do more than just draw blood and when the morning came I burned alive along with everything else on earth.That's weird. Every time I kill myself in a dream I black out immediately into a different dream. But the same thing happens when I'm about to be injured in some way. Some time ago I dreamt I was walking down the street at night and passed a group of men, thinking "What if those guys attack me?" They did, of course, and an instant later my head was approaching the pavement with an alarming velocity, at which point I blacked out and started a different dream.
If you die, or shot yourself in the head, you will wake up or change into another dream. But if you cut your wrists like (i guess) Unicorn did, you won't, 'cause it take some time and in the dream there isn't such thing (not in the traditional way).I had another dream after that one where, for some reason, the Sun was exploding, making the surface of the earth too hot to live where it touched. Everyone was basically piling into ships to leave the earth and just get the fuck out (I dunno what their plan was), only they left before I could get on-board and I was the only person left. I tried to kill myself before the sun came up but every cut was too shallow to do more than just draw blood and when the morning came I burned alive along with everything else on earth.That's weird. Every time I kill myself in a dream I black out immediately into a different dream.
Nah, I've died in my dreams and had them keep going. Usually just people like, carrying on, y'know? I'm just kind of there and people are walking around me.This has happened to me at least once. That dream messed with my head for weeks, and I still wonder about it every now and then.
You say that as if there is any kind of consistent logic in dreams.That's weird. Every time I kill myself in a dream I black out immediately into a different dream.If you die, or shot yourself in the head, you will wake up or change into another dream. But if you cut your wrists like (i guess) Unicorn did, you won't, 'cause it take some time and in the dream there isn't such thing (not in the traditional way).
Be honest, you have zero expertise in dream logic that's not your own, and I daresay not a lot in the dreams that are your own. :-D
That was two days ago, and last night I bought a bottle of soft drink that was only filled 1/10th or so, and when I looked at the label it said "500 mm3". I tried to convert 500 mm3 to ml, but I couldn't before the dream faded into something else.
Dreams have the meaning you think they do.
0.5 mL. That must have been a really small bottle. Or was it (500mm)3?What, do you expect me to conjure up bottle labels in my dreams that accurately reflect the volume they contain, in a misleading unit no less? The bottle was 1 liter, and contained about 100 ml of whitish, opaque fluid. Like Aquarius lemon. Even though it would have contained more than advertised had I been able to convert the units into something I can estimate better, I still would have demanded my money back.
Dreams have the meaning you think they do.Disagree! Dreams are made of random stuff that's in your memory, jumbled up and filtered through a Meaninglessness Engine (patent pending).
I had a very vivid dream about fucking my best friend.Ahah! Are you attracted to your friend?
I had a very vivid dream about fucking my best friend.
You know what's just annoying in general with dreams? You get odd ideas and the mindset that such ideas are pretty important/interesting. But that all goes away when you're fully awake.
I am the stuff that sex dreams are made of, people
Dicks.Been there, done unmentionable things with those. A-yup.
Lotsa dicks.
this doesn't make you specialDoesn't make those dreams any less entertaining, though. ;D
I had a dream that my girlfriend and I had a baby, and it was terrifying in all kinds of ways. It was really vivid and I woke up more confused than I've ever been...
Which one of you was giving birth? That might clarify the level of terrfying.
It was really... real. And a little creepy. And made me miss them a lot.If it made you miss them, it sounds like it was sweet more than it was creepy.
The dream ended when the bear said "fuck this, you guys are no challenge to me at all" and slid down the oil motorway on his belly.So did you wake up in fear, anger and trembling, or with a chuckle at the bear's exit?
I woke up in fear, but not because of the bear, but because of the protesting motorists. I don't like being shouted at for my faults.The dream ended when the bear said "fuck this, you guys are no challenge to me at all" and slid down the oil motorway on his belly.So did you wake up in fear, anger and trembling, or with a chuckle at the bear's exit?
Don't go bangin' Vince Russo in your dreams. He'll just turn heel on you at the end of it and it'll turn out he was aligned with your ex boyfriend the entire time.
There is literally no one on this forum who will understand what the fuck I'm talking about. Even the only other wrestling fan here I don't think will.
Anyway, point is... DREAM ABOUT FUCKING MEEEEE
Anyway, point is... DREAM ABOUT FUCKING MEEEEE
... if I could choose who I had sex dreams about...
Like a martini.
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had 3 dreams.
The first dream had me in space with some sort of space navy. I was with a squad of guys who went on a space station to evacuate some scientists and get some data and fight off some alien troops who attacked it. Meanwhile we were waiting for the counter-counter attack by the alien navy. It was very intense and I got plenty of scientists out and flew a space fighter out of the facility and engaged some enemy fighters while the scientists got to the main ship. The alien vessels eventually backed off and retreated. I was left wondering if we should go back to the facility, but instead chose to abandon the facility as we had no way of defending it and eventually left.
The next dream I was still in the marines but it was modern times and I went to go check on my Ex before I was getting deployed. A squad mate tagged along and I found she was living in the Scottish highlands with some older woman. She wasnt happy to see me but I could tell her and my squadmate were kind of crushing on each other. I told her I was being deployed and might die and we kissed each other goodbye. Next thing I know me and my squadmate and my brother are in some sort of middle east country fighting some professional army. explosions, tanks, ambushes. all of that was going down as me and my squad was trying to push them out of a town and get into the next town. We came across a medical tent with cots that was being run by my ex and that old woman. My ex was still being nasty towards me and flirty with my squad mate. Eventually we left and went into the next town and I vividly remember shooting an enemy who fell on the ground and looked up at me wearing clear wrap around glasses and I shot him in the forehead with my pistol.
alien world
the third dream kind of bridged the other two. I was a marine on some alien world fighting their troops. My squad broke into some large facility and killed all the troops and a couple of their leaders. I killed 2 out of their 3 leaders in our sector and came upon the 3rd who was a female. She had fled and I followed her to what was some sort of church. She was giving some sort of speech to rows of civilians that I couldn't quite understand because I didn't speak their language. I raised my gun at her and she appeared to me as a baby chicken and was just waiting for me to pull the trigger, as if she just told the congregation that we were blood thirsty and there was nothing they could do. She just stared at me frowning, just waiting. I fired a special round that stuck to her and could detonate like a remote charge. I chose not to detonate. I lowered my gun, took off my helmet, and pulled out my ipod. I took one head phone and gave it to her and put one on. We then listened to smash mouth's "then the morning comes" (which oddly enough I do not have on my ipod) and quickly learned each others language and the congregation started to warm up to me. I told her that there was a way we could establish peace and that my people would back off if we could establish a trading post on their planet for interstellar trade and trade with her people. She went to go think about it and stood on a ledge. I passed her one of the head phones again and leaned on the railing next to her and we just listened to music. she started singing the lyrics in her language and I started singing the lyrics in english.
had a dream the other night that I was a badass COG soldier from gears of war. The weird thing is I fought locus and zerg. Was rather exciting. I was non-chalante about everything like snake from the escape movies. Even stranger, I havnt played any GoW games since 2009.
last night I dreamed I was play wrestling with a cute nerdy girl and some how her (explicit content) came off and I ended up (explicit content) her (explicit content) and she giggled with glee.
Well, in each dream you are in an unfamiliar setting, and two of them are set in the future. I would suspect this betrays some anxiety about where your life is headed. You are also in not just conflict, but open warfare. Perhaps you feel you are fighting against the situations of your life. You find a female and you have to make peace with her and work hard to understand her, which is not uncommon with men and women.
Your sex dream is probably just a sex dream, but it is interesting that even in a sex dream you are wrestling with the lady. Chicks are tough, bro.
Dream-me sounds awesome.
Watching rabbits hump and imagining they have our faces?
I'LL DREAM SUFFOCATE DREAM YOU
FOR REALS
Dream me needs some space from dream you, dream you is suffocating dream me!
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basically what i'm asking for is for an ULTRA-gendered world, obviously
I don't remember much of my dream from last night but it involved the antagonists of the dream on pterosaur-back o_O
basically what i'm asking for is for an ULTRA-gendered world, obviously
Sexnaniganans?
Sex is your bits, Gender is a mixture of the social, neurological and psychological side of things.
English is weird. :psyduck:
@Valdis: No more Mad Max before bedtime for you.
Someone I assume to be Valdis chased me around a mansion with a knife last night, I'm guessing Valdis because it looked kinda like her avatar and she was in a bunny girl costume and was screaming something about "That's no way to treat a rabbit!"
My subconcious decided to break open a keg of 100 proof Weird last night that much is for sure.
See I've always thought of Valdís as the mage girl from Three Panel Soul :P
Why is it the women in my life tend to have an abiding passion for sharp pointy things? Is it me? Do I look particularly stabable? Or that I can handle a potential stabbing better?
See I've always thought of Valdís as the mage girl from Three Panel Soul :PGee, I must come across really self-secure! :roll:
Why is it the women in my life tend to have an abiding passion for sharp pointy things? Is it me? Do I look particularly stabable? Or that I can handle a potential stabbing better?
Sharp pointy things and I had a long-standing relationship. They're crashing at our mansion for a few days 'till they find a place to stay, sweetie.
The costume's staying though. Heck yeah.
("Heck" is neat. It sounds like "Häck", a slangword for Butts. Butts butts butts.)
ugh that's not what i meant at all >_<
They can hang out with all the sharp pointy things already in the mansion dearest
Shall the rabbit... err lady of the house join me? *holds a hand out to Valdis*
Time for bed, yes. Time for sleeping?
..................Probably not. :evil:
Shall the rabbit... err lady of the house join me? *holds a hand out to Valdis*
*Takes hand* J-join you where..? Bed-time? :angel:
Bed time certainly *leads Valdis off*
("Heck" is neat. It sounds like "Häck", a slangword for Butts. Butts butts butts.)
Depends on if you have a tendency to stab your bed mates or not I suppose
This is all the information I need for happiness.
häck häck häck
Depends on if you have a tendency to stab your bed mates or not I suppose
I do believe dream-me has already firmly established that. Alternatively corporeal-me is more of a cuddler.
My subconcious decided to break open a keg of 100 proof Weird last night that much is for sure.
For the record, bunny valdis is normal valdis in the traditional playboy playmate uniform, not some weird furry thing :PWhy is this dissapointing?
For the record, bunny valdis is normal valdis in the traditional playboy playmate uniform, not some weird furry thing
/.../ Certainly isn't [disappointing] to me *eyebrow waggle*
I'll make sure I don't end up in a harem or torn between two women, so the yandere trigger won't happen.
/.../ Thought: what KIND of yandere Valdis? Possessive or Obsessive?
So only 50% wbv (Weird bunny Valdis)?..I'm not sure I want to know how that's quantified.
I don't actually know what Valdis looks like, BTW, should I?
a night of fine food, some mild sword play and knife fighting and sex that's illegal in at LEAST 2/3s of the world was had.
I have to admit I'm kinda okay with that though... wonder what that says about me as a person? /.../
I need to see a shrink or something, my subconscious is getting weird even by my standards.
@Valdis, the couple that medicates together stays together? Maybe?
Further thought re: the poly question you asked else where... want me to ask Ceres? ;)
@Valdis, the couple that medicates together stays together? Maybe?
*Pictures swapping anti-psychotics to dissolve in mouths via makeouts*
..s-Sounds good. *Blush*
Hehe, oh my. Might not be the thing to bring up this early in a relationship and with a person she doesn't know from another continent? :laugh:Further thought re: the poly question you asked else where... want me to ask Ceres? ;)
You make that sound... really appealing somehow...
"Hey I met a cute blonde from the scandinavia type part of the world, can we keep her?" :laugh:
Yeah I can't imagine that conversation going poorly at all ;)
I had a dream that absolutely everyone hated me and they were all screaming at me for various things. Like no one understood my anxiety and fears and depression and all the other issues. I spent the whole dream crying/screaming/being upset. It sucked!
Your surname isn't McFly is it Blue?
@Valdis, the couple that medicates together stays together? Maybe?
Further thought re: the poly question you asked else where... want me to ask Ceres? ;)
You make that sound... really appealing somehow...
What better way to ensure a Yandere girl eagerly stays on her meds~"Hey I met a cute blonde from the scandinavia type part of the world, can we keep her?" :laugh:
Yeah I can't imagine that conversation going poorly at all ;)
Maybe so, wouldn't want to feed into any insecurities on her part or anything. Even if keeping ownerless stray pets is clearly the right decision. :angel:
because you two lovebirds are gonna be together forever~ I COMMAND IT
I actually did crack my phone's screen, but then[img]
She's got fairly normal insecurities... I mean I am her first... well sorta... boyfriend... kinda boyfriend. (we want to wait till we get an actual date in, but we live four hours apart and the universe is conspiring against us... T_T)
As to medication yandere are always happy to please... so long as the object of affection is a good boy/girl and stays in the yard where they belong,
now Val, come take you meds~
Mrrrr you have good taste in places to sit... *nibbles Valdis's lower lip* and make medicine taste good!
Back in the general direction of the topic dreams, I didn't last night
Geographic nightmares.
Dreamt I was home again.
Mrrrr you have good taste in places to sit... *nibbles Valdis's lower lip* and make medicine taste good!
Of course, it's very comfy to wrap your legs around someone like that..
~also it's easier to make you stay put~Back in the general direction of the topic dreams, I didn't last night
Oh.. That's cool..(click to show/hide)
When a girl's in your lap, why would you want to go any where in the first place, especially if you have a couch to lay back on, then it can turn into a nice snuggle.
I'm sure I dreamed, I think I read somewhere that humans pretty much have to. It's just a question of remembering. I'm sure my rabbit knows I'm not going any where.
Heh, as much head trauma as I've had I need to dock my skull's pay...
and I agree some wonderful places to put a pretty girl in your arms...
and I agree some wonderful places to put a pretty girl in your arms...
Though at the moment here on the lap is the place to be, just got a bit ahead of myself. Maybe it's jealousy of dream-me and her already very carnal intimacy. Shouldn't rush these things just because of her!
I'm sorry to hear you're not having pleasant dreams little rabbit, but if the cause of them is you enjoying the waking world more... I suppose that's a good thing no?
I feel like I just stepped into some weird combination of Inception and a romance anime and am not sure if I should run screaming, or if it's even possible to escape, or if I should perhaps just accept my fate.
My dream last night speaking of which proves I need help, it was mostly subtitled which is not a good sign at all, pretty cool dream otherwise, lots of dashing heroics.
I spent most of yesterday studying for this morning's exam on building mechanical systems. Then I slept terribly and my dreams were full of Unicorn talking about the HVAC cycle and different types of air conditioning units. (I passed the exam with a 96% though!)
I spent most of yesterday studying for this morning's exam on building mechanical systems. Then I slept terribly and my dreams were full of Unicorn talking about the HVAC cycle and different types of air conditioning units. (I passed the exam with a 96% though!):psyduck:
Maybe Unicorn is only actually a figment of all of our imaginations.
Well, I mean, I'm not jealous-jealous of her or anything.. It's fine if you're with her at the same time, but her whims just shouldn't dictate how slow and cuddly the significantly less dangerous corporeal-me takes it! You probably couldn't get away from her - the crazy one - and just leave this Rabbit oh-so sad!
My dream last night speaking of which proves I need help, it was mostly subtitled which is not a good sign at all, pretty cool dream otherwise, lots of dashing heroics.Tell me about them, please!
there's more than one type of air conditioner?most definitely.
Well thinking about it logically, isn't she you? A slightly crazier, more violent and brash impression of you but you all the same, so why be jealous of yourself?
/.../ Dream V is freaking terrifying with a knife on a side note, I suppose that's the draw of a yandere though, equal parts sweet, loving, and homicidal psychopath
Besides there's nothing wrong with a slow pace, or less dangerous corporeal editions... and I'd hate to make you sad.
It was a weird combination of a samurai drama with hard core sci fi, run through a filter of Erroll Flynn swashbucklers. I wish I could remember more of it... I want to incorporate one of the fight scenes into the gunslinger story I'm writing!
there's more than one type of air conditioner?
I wish we could share dream-states! Get on it, Science!
[/quote]Well thinking about it logically, isn't she you? A slightly crazier, more violent and brash impression of you but you all the same, so why be jealous of yourself?
/.../ Dream V is freaking terrifying with a knife on a side note, I suppose that's the draw of a yandere though, equal parts sweet, loving, and homicidal psychopath
I suppose so, even if I don't know why I'd be so violent in your dreams! That me has just gotten to do all kinds of stuff with you..!
[/quote]It was a weird combination of a samurai drama with hard core sci fi, run through a filter of Erroll Flynn swashbucklers. I wish I could remember more of it... I want to incorporate one of the fight scenes into the gunslinger story I'm writing!
Heh, neat. You get such fun dreams.I wish I could crawl inside your skull at nightI wish we could share dream-states! Get on it, Science!
Yeah, i hate when they do that.
did they cover variable refrigerant systems at all? those are really gaining popularity.
You overdosed on firecrackers and gave yourself a sore ass, obviously.
Well yeah but what about all the people I introduced you to? I was calling my imaginary friend "Unicorn". That's like, double weird.
Completely-unrelated-Confession-I-swear-to-the-High-One-I-don't-know-how-it-ended-up-in-this-thread: I might've.. chased off a boy a year older than me with a kitchen-knife at one point in prepubescence.I wish I could crawl inside your skull at night
Doing this! Doing that! Ah it's too much to think about! *blush*
We have to go deeper.I wish we could share dream-states! Get on it, Science!
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Gaz was in my dream last night. We held hands! And then he shot somebody and escaped on his horse.
I do not understand the reference you are trying to make. :psyduck:
Nonsense... I use a knife. Shooting someone is like takeout.
(?:A )?Revelation(?:(?<!A )s?|(?: to John)?(?(?<=s) to John|)?)?$
More dreams.
Falling from the sky, free fall - close your eyes and you could imagine it's what dying would feel like. Just falling back, like when you step out of yourself and someone else takes over.
There's always that moment of confusion when they do, and that's what the landing is like. A splash, an infinite ocean below. Swimming, struggling, desperate to find land, because water isn't safe. The water is never safe.
You grow up thinking it's the dark you have to be afraid of, but it's really the water...
You're dead in the water.
And tired of dreaming.
It was all nightmares, disjointed. I've been having Wind Waker-esque dreams lately, actually - of islands and oceans and monstrosities. Only, see, I'm no hero. Heroes survive.
More dreams.
Falling from the sky, free fall - close your eyes and you could imagine it's what dying would feel like. Just falling back, like when you step out of yourself and someone else takes over.
There's always that moment of confusion when they do, and that's what the landing is like. A splash, an infinite ocean below. Swimming, struggling, desperate to find land, because water isn't safe. The water is never safe.
You grow up thinking it's the dark you have to be afraid of, but it's really the water...
You're dead in the water.
And tired of dreaming.
It was all nightmares, disjointed. I've been having Wind Waker-esque dreams lately, actually - of islands and oceans and monstrosities. Only, see, I'm no hero. Heroes survive.
Heroes also die gloriously and righteously.
You're gonna reach a Paprika level.
Unfortunately, this SME-music-content is not available in Germany because GEMA has not granted the respective music publishing rights.
I just had like three dreams at once? I don't remember them. It's hard to separate one dream from another, but Kanye West was in at least two of them for some reason. I don't even like Kanye West.
In one he was my upstairs neighbour, and his apartment had all these secret passages and rooms and I remember distinctly thinking at one point that I am going to squat the FUCK out of his apartment and he ain't never gonna find me.
In another I was at like...a lake, or something? And I was bored and trying to leave, but it turns out it was some kind of training program I never paid for, and I was like, "I don't have the money for this," and they were like, "yes you do" and I tried to open my bag to get my wallet to prove I have like, no money, but all these loose singles were on top of everything else in my bag, and I was trying to hide them to keep them from thinking I had money, but they saw it and assumed I was holding out on them, so they summoned a hurricane that didn't seem to suck up anything but lots of birds and directed it at me, and I ran for it and got on the bus.
There was a little person in a tiny car who was super pissy about people making fun of their little car, and then there was a bus stop where Kanye West was just straight up bein' a dick to that person and then he got on the bus and we were going along and he stopped the bus to get out and shove someone in a wheelchair over and I'm like "what are you doing" and he's like "I'm Kanye West" and I'm like "you are being a dick" and he was like, "but all the cool kids are doing it!" and I was like, "No, you are just being an asshole, Kanye West," and I made Kanye West feel bad.
I do not understand the reference you are trying to make. :psyduck:
Book of Revelation (http://www.bibleserver.com/text/ESV/Revelation5:6) by John.
the fuck. I dreamt of a meeting with many of you in a bar in my town. Gareth went off with a girl I've been flirting with for over an hour, after only one pickup line…I saw her. She was hot!
dreampt
... My spellchecker says that's correct....dreampt
oh god what did you do to that poor innocent word
the fuck. I dreamt of a meeting with many of you in a bar in my town. Gareth went off with a girl I've been flirting with for over an hour, after only one pickup line…
I had the most mundane dream ever.
I dreamed of going to mimis cafe and ordering the jambalaya.
That is all.
I had the most mundane dream ever.
I dreamed of going to mimis cafe and ordering the jambalaya.
That is all.
Update on this: I actually went to Mimi's Cafe yesterday, still remembering this dream craving.
They no longer server jambalaya
>_<
I had a dream that something in my house smelled good but because my room is full of pets, it rarely smells all that great, so I didn't believe that it was true. So when I woke up and something actually smelled good I was confused. But someone must have made something delicious for dinner last night and the smell is still lingering.what's odd about this is that I can rarely smell/taste anything in my dreams.
Well yeah if Gaz was there, there would have been some physical attraction going on.
Oh, you.
It was fucking trippy :psyduck:Man, that's spooky. I had a few slightly similar hypnagogic hallucinations (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypnagogia) when I was fighting to stay awake during a lecture, but they were much less specific and sounded more like the murmur of a crowd. It's way stronger now that I no longer have any auditory input from my right.
Neko was incredibly excited.
Last night I was in a conversation with an intelligent person. My dreams are full of those nondescript entities defined only by a single trait; for example, I had a dream where I had sex with my sister, only it was not my actual sister, just the concept of 'my sister', as in a stereotypical woman who is my sibling, with no other attributes.It would depend on the scattering parameters of the collision whether the sun would actually plunge into the large star. Most likely it would stay on an escape trajectory and move away from the other star, or it would just orbit, possibly far enough away to not kill everyone. If it's on the right trajectory it could impact the other star, though.
Anyway, I was presenting this generic intelligent person with a hypothetical situation and asked him about what would happen. I don't know what the premise was, but he explained that the outcome would be that the sun would become trapped in the gravitational well of another, even bigger star, taking all of its planets with it.
Of course, this being a dream, this hypothetical situation was immediately brought into simulated reality. I was outside and I saw two suns in the sky, one about five times larger than normal. I knew that once our sun's erratic orbit would plunge it into the large star, we'd all soon be dead.
Maybe I'll send this to Randall Munroe.
Because I cussed the mime out, I will assume that I just hate mimes.
Ankh's crumbling walls
Bahaha, that's hilarious. Tell me another one!
So after actually checking a dream dictionary: Dream two:
SUVs indicate responsability or a change in life goals.
To see your own family in your dream represents security, warmth and love, while falling indicates a loss of those things, losing your wallet follows with a loss of financial stability (for example the loss of money from the upcoming move) finding it means being to stability.
A forgein language represents a subconcious message that you don't understand, I'd guess it might also mean I should/want to continue studying Japanese. The Mime can represent actions speaking louder then words, but I'm not sure how it relates. Because I cussed the mime out, I will assume that I just hate mimes.
Fighting represents inner turmoil, and motorcycles, in this case under the avatar of a Biker represent the desire for freedom and adventure, I'd go out on a limb and guess that the peace making after the fight would show the turmoil has been resolved. That he suddenly became an old man represents wisdom, and in this case self wisdom gained from the inner turmoil.
I just had what I can only describe as an auditory hallucination. And it was freaking scary.I had a dream that ended on that note, where I heard a creepy voice saying "You are dead." over and over. And then I realized I was the one whispering it :psyduck:
I was just about to nod off, my eyes were closed already, when I sensed a noise passing by my head. I knew I wasn't hearing it, but the sound had a very clear origin and direction. It even had a Doppler effect as it passed my head. It then floated back just to circle around my head a few times before fading away.
But the weirdest part of the whole thing was the sound I heard. It was a robotic feminine voice, similar to a futuristic announcer. Think Academy Awards voice over in robot.
Anyway, the voice at first made no legible sounds, instead it sounded like someone was scrubbing through the voice track, producing an illegible continuation of vowels. Think fast forward in Premiere. But after a while I started to understand the voice, she kept repeating
"Die Simulation ist abgebrochen.
Die Simulation ist abgebrochen.
Die Simulation ist abgebrochen.
Die Simulation ist abgebrochen.
Die Simulation ist abgebrochen.
Die Simulation ist abgebrochen.
..."
in a cold, emotionless voice.
It was fucking trippy :psyduck:
Just remember, you can't be sure this isn't all a massive holodeck malfunction unless you've said aloud "Computer End Program""You do not have the administrator privileges required for this command."
We should really get Redball on some new medication. (http://wondermark.com/511/)Spot on! In that setting, it would have been opium.
Psychoanalize that shit. It beats the heck out of me.Okay, here you go:
So it's apparently dream of your ex -day today? I dreamed about my ex too but I'm failing to remember it properly.I've had several dreams about my ex over the last 17 months. The most recent one was one where she kept appearing in my vicinity and either trying to interact with me or distract me. Even when I realized what was happening and made efforts to avoid her or not walk in the same general direction she was going, as soon as I turned around, there she was again.
Yes, I realize that it's my subconscious saying that as much as I put her out of my mind, she still lurks just under the surface and I still have distant feelings for her, but still...Nice try, but no, that's not how it works. :roll:
So how does it work?Yes, I realize that it's my subconscious saying that as much as I put her out of my mind, she still lurks just under the surface and I still have distant feelings for her, but still...Nice try, but no, that's not how it works. :roll:
I dreamed a dream of days gone by....
*smacks self* No! Bad GM! The forum is not a musical! Especially not one set in France during one of the various revolutions.
Well, the dreaming brain has high amygdala activation and diminished frontal cortex activation, making dream experiences highly emotional but incoherent and bizarre. Given that memories of exes are likely to be emotionally charged, they're also likely to show up in dreams, and because your higher cognitive functions are asleep, you are unable to appraise what your true feelings and motivations are regarding the people in your life based on the experiences you have in your dreams.So how does it work?Yes, I realize that it's my subconscious saying that as much as I put her out of my mind, she still lurks just under the surface and I still have distant feelings for her, but still...Nice try, but no, that's not how it works. :roll:
ACW...had to think on that until I saw you mention "Federals and Confederates". Never heard the Civil War called that.
And I knew you were gaslighting me, and was like "dudes, stop that".Cool. I learned a new word today.
Hey, it's me again. This time I dreamt that zombie pigmen killed me in Minecraft, and I was distraught. I might be playing too much of that game.
I dreamed I had a penis. I spent quite some time explaining that this should not have been such a huge deal.
huge deal:-D
DUDE. let's play. I only have a cracked older version but if you wanna host a server that allows it, let's play sometime! I have hamachi on my box.You should buy the full version, believe me, it's totally worth it. There's an almost completely new game built on top of it now. All of us Minecraft players used to be on the QC server but I believe that's no longer running. Still, I'll gladly join you in a game if you decide to pick it up!
Horses are the greatest.we need a qc server again.
I had a dream last night in which I was eating an optical fiber.
Before I realized what thread this was, I was seriously concerned about how incredibly awkward it would be to go to Burning Man with a parent.
What should a ramp bear be?
I had 2 weird dreams last night. One was I had this little fox thing that could fly using it's tail. I protected him from 300 pound pit bull that was built like a tank. He was pretty cool and I named him Ash. Second dream might have something to do with that.
I woke up, went back to sleep and was in a weird pokemon world. It started with us trying load a jet ski onto a pickup truck boat while going at high speeds. Driving jet skis next to each other at high speed with waves is pretty scary. We failed to load it and there was team rocket looking for us. So we had to ditch the jet skis and get inside the time traveling whale. Yes, there was a time traveling whale god. Then the dream followed team rocket using psychics to try to figure out where we went and they had a time machine. The whale was full of stuff. I remember 20 indiana jones hats and 2 shovels. I was going to collect up the hats and sell them for funds. We needed the shovels for something or other. That's about where the dream loses any continuity. At one point, we rode the whale to the earliest time it could go and watched a lot of other whales landing in the ocean and they looked like comets.
If the next-gen Pokemon games are named Alpha and Omega, you can say you called it!
Dammit, that Hypno just used Dream Eater again... :psyduck:If the next-gen Pokemon games are named Alpha and Omega, you can say you called it!
Now if those games have that general plot, than it will be evidence that Nintendo engages in dream-stealing.
Ever had one of those body-morphing dreams? Occasionally I have a beard in my dreams, one that is otherwise unattainable for me. Last night I looked in the mirror and had massive fuck-off huge pecs. They were totally incongrous with the rest of my scrawny frame.
Ever had one of those body-morphing dreams?
Stress, I believe. If your teeth fall out in your dreams, you are stressed. If your teeth fall out in your life, you need to see a dentist.I feel like this is one of those dream interpretation factoids that everybody just accepts (don't do that) but now that I think about it, there might be a correlation between daily life stress and nightmares relating to your body, which include the teeth-falling-out dream that so many people report having. But it's false to say that dreaming of teeth falling out equals stress.
not too far from reality then, I found Paris not all it's cracked up to be either. It feels very snooty, like it just KNOWS it's one of the best/most popular cities in Europe.
I had a stress dream last night that I was at university and I was failing all my classes because I couldn't find the classrooms becaus eno-one would tell me where they were. People are jerks sometimes.
"This tank sucks, what do we do?"
"Pull the turret off and let the grunts have it"
"....works for me"
I'm not sure how interested you are in Canadian History, but there's an awesome WWII museum on Juno Beach in Normandy. Depending on if/when you go, I might be working there actually, since it's run by bilingual Canadian university students, specifically those who are majoring in History. It's a super cool place!
Last night I dreamed I was riding a bicycle through swampy paddy-fields. I came to a river, and loaded my bike onto a sampan for the crossing. For some reason, the sampan-girl was German. We crossed to an island where I sat down to play mahjong with Vladimir Putin (shirtless, of course) and two pandas.putin's enough of a james bond villain that i can totally imagine him being a master of mahjong, along with chess, go, backgammon, and any other classical strategy game ever.
:psyduck:
You should have done like Hawkeye did, mail one piece at a time home from the ME.
You want to know what's actually the worst? Extremely explicit dreams about fictional characters that end up ruining the character forever. I had one the other day about Bolin, the goofy lady killer/dweeb from the Legend of Korea. Made worse since I take melatonin so it was extremely vivid and in focus*cough* Korra.
*cough* Korra.
I should continue watching that series sometime, but the more I watch it, the more I dislike Korra :(
My girlfriend had a dream where she was eating Liam Neeson's pussy.So? Did he like it?
No, really.
My girlfriend had a dream where she was eating Liam Neeson's pussy.So? Did he like it?
No, really.
...Did she like it?
I think I may have dreamed about nailing my former supervisor.
The weird part is I have no idea where that's coming from mentally. Unless I'm subconciously expressing my desire to be tied up by a strong female. It's not like naga come up much except old school RPGs, and I haven't even been gaming much the last few weeks!You haven't watched The Sorcerer And The White Snake (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dE9rHsP5J-4) recently?
Ugh I had a dream that made me think "Jesus Christ dude, play less video games".
I had a dream with my ex wife in it, naked. That's all I remember about it, and I wish I didn't.
Ugh I had a dream that made me think "Jesus Christ dude, play less video games".Back when I played WoW way more than was healthy, I sometimes wondered what it would be like to dream of playing WoW and having my char suddenly stop, turn and face the screen, and tell me to go outside and take a break from the game.
I almost wish I knew the context. I think it'd be more comforting. It might've been a dream of just a random hatefuck hookup. I could deal with that emotionally. But I am DONE with her, and I'm not even angry at her any more (Christ knows I should be though) but I just don't want her in my brain AT ALL, thanks.
I had a dream last night that someone asked me for a bowl of vanilla ice cream with potato chip crumbs sprinkled on top. I have not tried this in the waking world, but now I want to!
Every time I see this thread in any capacity, I sing the first few bars of "I Dreamed a Dream"
I think I've said this before.
My dream last night was such wish fulfillment I'm too embarrassed to tell the details but still want to mark the occasion for reasons.
Last night I had a dream Nekowafer moved in to the house opposite mine and we became super besties. She invited me over to the house, which turned out to be like a 24/7 sex dungeon with orgies going on constantly. The only other forumers I noticed were Ackblom and Gareth. Ackblom was pissed off for some reason. Gareth was fucking people.
Continuing exploration of dream house, focusing exclusively on back of main floor and basement.
I hadn't read the thread title before reading your post and thought it was the blog thread. I got half way through and started to panic!
Akima is apparently living out a James Bond movie...I'm now imagining one of those Bond-film big set-piece chases with Daniel Craig and the evil mooks on BMX bikes... :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
Akima's an agent for the Aussie equivalent of MI6!I'm not; I'm pretty sure they wouldn't let me in! That is ASIS (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_Secret_Intelligence_Service) in case you are interested. ASIO (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_Security_Intelligence_Organisation) is the equivalent of MI5.
I dreamt that I kissed that boy I've been crushing on, then afterwards proceeded to turn into Goofy and run away.
Akima's an agent for the Aussie equivalent of MI6! It all makes sense now!
I got the joke. I'm waiting for an Aussie native to get it.I got it as well, the opportunity was just too good to pass up.
It took me a while to place her, but River Song was in the series ER.
Well, the actress was. I had a nagging feeling I knew her from somewhere...
Was it a siege worm?*searches* I see a MTG Siege Wyrm and a Civ: Beyond Earth Siege Worm. The one I mentioned was not 'colossal', but rather 'enormous'; a worm this size could conceivably exist, maybe in a prehistoric environment.
Well, if he does die a sudden, unexpected death, you can claim you're psychic!
Not much else to do with that information though.
Wtf brain.
In my extremely realistic dream, I was making out with a close friend of mine and enjoying myself; I woke up with a feeling of extreme disappointment it had only been a dream.
Thing is, I don't want to make out with her in real life, and I am pretty sure we are not attracted to each other that way. So my extreme disappointment is somewhat confusing, to say the least.
Does any one else sometimes have a real feeling of touch when they're dreaming? Last night I had a dream where I hugged someone and I can still kind of feel it on me and it's weirding me out. It's not the first time either I've had a dream and the touch, as such, lingered through out the day.
I haven't truly had a nightmare since I was little.
Does any one else sometimes have a real feeling of touch when they're dreaming?I don't usually, but not long ago I did (https://forums.questionablecontent.net/index.php/topic,27807.msg1275776.html#msg1275776). The "tactile" aspect was one of the most disturbing things about that dream, which I would definitely class as a nightmare.
I haven't truly had a nightmare since I was little.
I can't rightly remember ever really having a nightmare. Like, some of them should have been terrifying, like the one where velociraptors invaded my birthday party and ate all my family and friends, but instead what I remembered from that dream was how they didn't eat me (because I was dressed up as one. Late october birthday, always with the costumes) and how we explored a cave, discovering a secret tunnel to Jurassic Park. Does feeling nothing about watching dinosaurs eat my friends (in a dream) make me a sociopath?
Hate those dreams where someone in your life does something to hurt you and then wake up genuinely upset. Brain, it didn't happen, you imagined it. Calm the fudge down.
I had a weird dream last night where I somehow saw a government report on how horrible of a person (my name) is. Then I realized it must be about someone else with the same name, because I'm not that interesting. :psyduck:
Well done. Here come the test results: You are a horrible person. I'm serious, that's what it says: A horrible person. We weren't even testing for that.
Had an extremely violent dream. Not going into details because it was really horrible but it has stuck with me all day. Still getting flashes and it makes me feel cold and awful.For years, violent terrifying dreams were the only kind I had. You have my sympathies.
Three nights ago I had a dream where there was this town that was being plagued by ghostly shadows that looked like cats and for some reason I was part of a team that got called in to deal with them. They weren't hurting any one, they were more a nuisance. You could scare them away with a loud noise, like a clap of your hands, but they would always come back. Eventually we found out that there was some huge cat massacre way back in the town's history and we found a way to appease the ghosts and they left
Three nights ago I finally got my hands on Leanbean (https://www.sfgate.com/market/article/leanbean-review-16461967.php) and had a dream where there was this town that was being plagued by ghostly shadows that looked like cats and for some reason I was part of a team that got called in to deal with them. They weren't hurting any one, they were more a nuisance. You could scare them away with a loud noise, like a clap of your hands, but they would always come back. Eventually we found out that there was some huge cat massacre way back in the town's history and we found a way to appease the ghosts and they left
Are you a DM? That sounds like a side quest to me.
I'm not entirely sure why, but the idea of a Breaking Bad/Scooby-Doo mashup was on my mind today. Velma would be Heisenberg, Shaggy and Scooby-Doo would be Jessie, Daphne would be the voice of reason so she's Skylar, and Fred would either be Hank or Mike, depending on whether or not I would add in Scrappy-Doo (Scrappy would be Hank). It all started with, "Like zoinks Scoob, I think Velma's taking this meth thing a little too seriously"
Last night I had a dream that my brother and I were walking through a forest and stumbled upon the house of a witch. She then proceeded to put my brother into an oven and try to cook him. I don't remember what happens next haha
It's like I just woke up from a movie.
First thing I remember is being part of a bank heist ...
Lately, I've been experiencing where I'd be in a dream, and then I'd have something happen that would tell me beyond a shadow of a doubt that I'm dreaming, but before I can go full Lucid Dreaming, I'd wake up.
It is SO ANNOYING. I feel like I'm really close to being the architect of my own nocturnal reality, but I can't just stay the Hell asleep.
Actual conversation between a friend of mine and one of his friends:
'I was having a... you know, like a really boring nightmare?'
'A boring nightmare?'
'Yeah.'
'...You mean a dream?'
'...Oh yeah.'
There was a couple months last year where I was having horribly violent dreams and they'd stay with me for days and I was scared of sleeping for a while. When I did sleep, I'd always wake up in fear and have to turn lights on and it would take hours to calm dow. I actually checked the thread there and I vaguely posted about one. I was very stressed at that time so that was probably the cause. Also getting on meds helped a lot.Glad you are doing better, now.
Does anyone ever find themselves running on all fours in a dream? I have this often. I'm aware that this is not how people run while I'm doing it, but somehow it feels perfectly natural and much easier and faster than running on two legs, completely unlike the reality of running on your hands and feet. Do I have some ancestral quadruped motor patterns in my brain that tell me how to run? Is this the reason why it always seems like you're going through molasses when you run inside a dream? Does my Cretaceous-mammal-dream-brain not understand that humans run on two legs and not four, and when it tries to do the former it doesn't get anywhere?
Or am I secretly just a really smart dog?
I've had dreams where running on all-fours (or all-eights), or brachiating through the trees like a monkey with prehensile tail and feet, or flying by flapping my wings, seemed perfectly normal and natural. But those are not dreams where I occupied anything like human form.
Does anyone ever find themselves running on all fours in a dream? I have this often.
Do I have some ancestral quadruped motor patterns in my brain that tell me how to run?
I had a dream the other night that we took a surprise trip to Japan. I woke up thinking, "How was that a surprise? It takes us almost a whole day to get there, how was I surprised?"
Had a dream a day or so ago, in which I met myself.
Not that I was watching myself in dream-time 3rd person... There were two of me in the dream.
Never had that before!
Had a dream a day or so ago, in which I met myself.
Not that I was watching myself in dream-time 3rd person... There were two of me in the dream.
Never had that before!
Your subconscious is obviously trying to tell your there's not enough of you in the world.
Early-onset delusions of grandeur, I'd say. :wink:
That sounds like a genuine deja vu moment.
It bugs me that I actually banged my head on the bathroom door frame
Okay, so I had two really fucked up dreams last night. In the first one, I was on this season of The Bachelorette, but definitely for the Wrong Reasons (basically getting my fifteen minutes, ya feel me?). There was supposed to be a two on one (don't remember who, unfortunately) but one of the guys fell off the top bunk (no, seriously...nice callback, subconscious) and broke his leg, so I think I offered--or may have been chosen, idk--to be the substitute. We were driven to some bar, and went to the basement to wait. (If you want a sense of the layout, it was basically a very swanky re-do of the Mudders bar from the Firefly episode "Jaynestown".) Time went by and still no Hannah. I don't know how long it was, but the other dude eventually gave up and left (the implication was that we were somehow supposed to be able to guess where she really was). I resolved to stay on the off chance that she'd still be coming here. Course I started knocking back a good many drinks and I think I eventually browned out (note, I have seriously cut back on my drinking in the new year, as in a single digit number of drinks since the second half of January)? Hard to tell, as it was a dream, but I definitely got a sense of no longer being in control of my actions. I remember being surrounded by producers and cameras the next morning and being confronted with pages and pages of just the most awful things that I had apparently hand-written in my drunken stupor. Vile insults about every aspect of anyone I could think of, but definitely the lion's share were about Hannah.
At this point I woke up and ate a bunch of peanut butter (doesn't everyone?). I then went back to sleep and had a slightly altered version of the same dream. Still on the Bachelorette, but this time for the Right Reasons. In this iteration, we were to go to the same bar, but as a one-on-one. This time was also different in that we walked from where we were staying rather than being driven. When we were like two blocks away, my knees suddenly became very painful and locked up and snow started bucketing down, at which point there was some sort of superimposed graphic showing how the vast majority of the US was losing power and experiencing severe weather due to an unspecified combination of catastrophic events. Hannah got frustrated at my difficulties and went on ahead to the bar. That was when I woke up to the alarm. Felt like shit too. Lol
But yeah. I don't usually dream about real people, let alone like this. So like...what the fuck? (Also of note possibly is that in one night I have now had more dreams with Hannah B in them than my girlfriend and I've been dating her since last February)
Last night I had a dream that I was at a physics conference in Iqaluit, Nunavut.
I need better dreams.
How much of our dreams is stuff we imagine, and how much is things we remember?
I even remember wondering, just before I did it, what the creatures in my dreams would see - me just vanishing ? - when I went away back to my waking world.Or did you just become rotoscoped you to them?
That makes me feel better about the recurring dreams I have of reaching my destination and realising that I left something important thing behind (which varies from dream to dream) and I have to go back a long way to get it.
it's fading away now, but a warning, a prophecy of sorts in the context of the dreaming story, that's still with me for now.
"1947 is coming. You can't stop it. Make your peace with it."
something like that, anyway
Well, dreams of the Golden Throne kinda look different in my mind... Anyways, all toikets golden? That is indeed unusual.
I had a dream where I isolated the luck gene and found that it coded for a protein that folds itself into a talisman.
I would watch that show.
Lots of new places to shop the show these days.