Dreams
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This is a dream thread. In it, you can talk about the nature of dreaming or just post about some strange/cool/scary dreams you've had. Oh, and before someone acts like a complete idiot, when I say "dreams," I am just referring to those things you have when you go to sleep. Please don't talk about something you want to do in the future. There's a whole section for that sort of thing.
Anyways, I rarely remember my dreams, and when I do remember them, they never make any sense. I'm not talking "I was at the table eating cereal with a tiger and then my mom came in naked." I mean, they make no sense whatsoever, and I can't even tell people about them because they'd be confused after five seconds. If I ever do tell people about my dreams, it's only about a small part of the dream and not the whole thing, as the scenery and plot (kind of) of the dream changes constantly. Also, I never have nightmares, though some dreams do make me feel like shit when I wake up, usually because of some past mistake that's brought to the surface of my mind because of the dream or because someone I knew died in the dream. I never get the stereotypical nightmare, where a monster chases me or I'm staring into a bottomless pit or anything. :(
Anyways, a few days ago, I did see someone post a very cool dream on 4chan's /x/ board, and it's worth sharing:
Anyway I was sleeping one night and in my dream I was sitting at my kitchen table. I don't know what I was doing. Eating or reading maybe. Doesn't matter.
Then from my bedroom door, a double of myself walks. I'm not a lucid dreamer so dream-me didn't really care or think to question this. I wasn't in control and I didn't know I was dreaming.
The double, knowing that seeing yourself in a dream must be prophetic or something, says to me "I suppose you want to hear something profound" and I was like "Yeah OK"
He looks at me, then looks at my bedroom door (which is closed so I can't see in) and then back to me and says "Just stay asleep a little longer. Don't wake up" and I'm like "Whatever dude" because I wasn't lucid and didn't really think it was relevant.
So the dream continues and the location changes and bla bla bla. Nothing exciting.
The next morning I wake up and realise that during the night someone has broken into my house and stolen a bunch of stuff, including from my dresser inside my room while I was sleeping.
Anyways, I rarely remember my dreams, and when I do remember them, they never make any sense. I'm not talking "I was at the table eating cereal with a tiger and then my mom came in naked." I mean, they make no sense whatsoever, and I can't even tell people about them because they'd be confused after five seconds. If I ever do tell people about my dreams, it's only about a small part of the dream and not the whole thing, as the scenery and plot (kind of) of the dream changes constantly. Also, I never have nightmares, though some dreams do make me feel like shit when I wake up, usually because of some past mistake that's brought to the surface of my mind because of the dream or because someone I knew died in the dream. I never get the stereotypical nightmare, where a monster chases me or I'm staring into a bottomless pit or anything. :(
Anyways, a few days ago, I did see someone post a very cool dream on 4chan's /x/ board, and it's worth sharing:
Anonymous wrote...
I live alone in a small house in the inner suburbs of a capital city. Nice enough area.Anyway I was sleeping one night and in my dream I was sitting at my kitchen table. I don't know what I was doing. Eating or reading maybe. Doesn't matter.
Then from my bedroom door, a double of myself walks. I'm not a lucid dreamer so dream-me didn't really care or think to question this. I wasn't in control and I didn't know I was dreaming.
The double, knowing that seeing yourself in a dream must be prophetic or something, says to me "I suppose you want to hear something profound" and I was like "Yeah OK"
He looks at me, then looks at my bedroom door (which is closed so I can't see in) and then back to me and says "Just stay asleep a little longer. Don't wake up" and I'm like "Whatever dude" because I wasn't lucid and didn't really think it was relevant.
So the dream continues and the location changes and bla bla bla. Nothing exciting.
The next morning I wake up and realise that during the night someone has broken into my house and stolen a bunch of stuff, including from my dresser inside my room while I was sleeping.
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I was looking through my old dream journal, here's one of the interesting ones I've had:
Dream #23
So, a few nights ago I had a strange dream.
In the dream my friend showed me a painting she had done, it was a large piece with a red background and an emphasis on a strange stitched up ball in the center.
She called it "Flesh Balloon".
A few days later, (now in my waking life), I was talking to her and she told me about a new painting she had done, it was called "The Flesh Balloon".
My mind went blank and I began to remember that I had dreamt about the same thing. She showed me the real piece, it's a bit different, the colors and background are changed BUT...there's still a large stitched up ball in the center, which is The Flesh Balloon.
So, a few nights ago I had a strange dream.
In the dream my friend showed me a painting she had done, it was a large piece with a red background and an emphasis on a strange stitched up ball in the center.
She called it "Flesh Balloon".
A few days later, (now in my waking life), I was talking to her and she told me about a new painting she had done, it was called "The Flesh Balloon".
My mind went blank and I began to remember that I had dreamt about the same thing. She showed me the real piece, it's a bit different, the colors and background are changed BUT...there's still a large stitched up ball in the center, which is The Flesh Balloon.
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I had my most vivid nightmare atround age 9 and it's burned into my memory.
TO summarize, I was walking with my mother and stepfather in a swamp where we were going to see a circus. As we were walking all the color began to fade out until everything was grey except for the now visible circus tents, the panels of which remained red. We went in the tent and for some reason I came out of the tent and started running. As I was doing that however the walkways began to sink and I got stuck in the swamp mush. When I had sunk up to my ankles I was struggling to get out and hands started to grab me by the legs and pull me down. The last part I remember before waking up was being underneath the mush and the hands around my neck choking the life out of me.
TO summarize, I was walking with my mother and stepfather in a swamp where we were going to see a circus. As we were walking all the color began to fade out until everything was grey except for the now visible circus tents, the panels of which remained red. We went in the tent and for some reason I came out of the tent and started running. As I was doing that however the walkways began to sink and I got stuck in the swamp mush. When I had sunk up to my ankles I was struggling to get out and hands started to grab me by the legs and pull me down. The last part I remember before waking up was being underneath the mush and the hands around my neck choking the life out of me.
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This past few days i always had a same dream same scenario
Im on the top of a tower and
in front of me there's a three door
im trying to explore but no matter i turn around
there's nothing i could walk on
the only path is to move forward and choose a door
in front of the door there's a note its say
( each door represent your own desire you must choose wisely)
when i choose a door i always fall its like the floor collapse
after that i woke up
and my mother trying to wake me up
she said i was crying
its weird to matter what door i choose i always fell?
Im on the top of a tower and
in front of me there's a three door
im trying to explore but no matter i turn around
there's nothing i could walk on
the only path is to move forward and choose a door
in front of the door there's a note its say
( each door represent your own desire you must choose wisely)
when i choose a door i always fall its like the floor collapse
after that i woke up
and my mother trying to wake me up
she said i was crying
its weird to matter what door i choose i always fell?
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i was looking at my old records and found my dream log...
and i found something i remembered:
it was in the middle of the night that i was roused by some unknown voice saying, "why are you still there? come, get up and take your weapon". i sat up my bed, puzzled and looked around to see if there was somebody there or the weapon he said. it was near my chair that i found a cool looking katana, still sheathed and had a note. it said 'open the blade and behold its glory'. when i started to unsheath it, the blade then suddenly emitted a powerful light and the next thing i knew, i was back in my bed. as i started to snuggle up, i noticed a familiar straight thing locked between my legs. i paused for a moment to see whether im still dreaming and pulled the sheets, only to discover my pop's katana with a paper that wrote 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU TWIT. HOPE YOU TAKE CARE OF ME." i screamed for a bit and realized it WAS my birthday and my old man overheard me talking in my dream... now THAT was a shocking wake up call.
and i found something i remembered:
it was in the middle of the night that i was roused by some unknown voice saying, "why are you still there? come, get up and take your weapon". i sat up my bed, puzzled and looked around to see if there was somebody there or the weapon he said. it was near my chair that i found a cool looking katana, still sheathed and had a note. it said 'open the blade and behold its glory'. when i started to unsheath it, the blade then suddenly emitted a powerful light and the next thing i knew, i was back in my bed. as i started to snuggle up, i noticed a familiar straight thing locked between my legs. i paused for a moment to see whether im still dreaming and pulled the sheets, only to discover my pop's katana with a paper that wrote 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU TWIT. HOPE YOU TAKE CARE OF ME." i screamed for a bit and realized it WAS my birthday and my old man overheard me talking in my dream... now THAT was a shocking wake up call.
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Nice idea for a thread, ShaggyJebus, lured me into the Paranormal section. Whoa!
My dreams never make much sense, whether normal, nightmare or wet. They're usually based on a serious disjoint between imagery and emotion, and my nightmares are often about simple, huge geometry. I don't really think they have any meaning whatsoever, but I do tend to enjoy remembering them whenever it happens. Especially dreams that are to be had while in a fever.
For some time, I used to set an alarm to wake me up at the right time, so that I'd wake up in the middle of a dream phase and remember things with great clarity. I used to write some of them down, but frankly they're a bit long, complex and nonsensical for me to post them.
My dreams never make much sense, whether normal, nightmare or wet. They're usually based on a serious disjoint between imagery and emotion, and my nightmares are often about simple, huge geometry. I don't really think they have any meaning whatsoever, but I do tend to enjoy remembering them whenever it happens. Especially dreams that are to be had while in a fever.
For some time, I used to set an alarm to wake me up at the right time, so that I'd wake up in the middle of a dream phase and remember things with great clarity. I used to write some of them down, but frankly they're a bit long, complex and nonsensical for me to post them.
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; ; I can never remember any dreams I had after I wake up, I even forgot the last time I had a dream... I envy you people.
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The only dreams I wish to remember are those where I fuck. As far as I remember, I've had sex about 4 times in my dreams throughout my life. The fucked thing is that in my dream I'm seeing things first person so when I fuck, I feel everything. Sadly, since I heard dreams are seconds long and usually happen when I'm about to wake up, it gets cut off at the best moment.
As for the not making sense part, I heard that when you're dreaming, the rational part of your brain turns off and you see crazy shit in your dream but in your dream it makes perfect sense to you or you don't care for it. When you wake up and remember what happened, think of how you acted in your dream and see if you really questioned the abnormality of it while you were there.
As for the not making sense part, I heard that when you're dreaming, the rational part of your brain turns off and you see crazy shit in your dream but in your dream it makes perfect sense to you or you don't care for it. When you wake up and remember what happened, think of how you acted in your dream and see if you really questioned the abnormality of it while you were there.
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rbz123 wrote...
The only dreams I wish to remember are those where I fuck. As far as I remember, I've had sex about 4 times in my dreams throughout my life. The fucked thing is that in my dream I'm seeing things first person so when I fuck, I feel everything. Sadly, since I heard dreams are seconds long and usually happen when I'm about to wake up, it gets cut off at the best moment.Aww, really? That's unfair. Poor you. If I have an erotic dream, I usually wake up from/shortly after, well, climaxing.
As for the not making sense part, I heard that when you're dreaming, the rational part of your brain turns off and you see crazy shit in your dream but in your dream it makes perfect sense to you or you don't care for it. When you wake up and remember what happened, think of how you acted in your dream and see if you really questioned the abnormality of it while you were there.
That reminds me of a fun experiment they carried out in the eighteenth century. They'd wait until the proband was asleep, then they'd fire a gun next to his head. Then they asked the guy what he'd dreamt of, and invariably, he'd had a dream that explained the shot being fired. Simply because his brain was retroactively changing his memory of the dream to make it fit with his waking up from a gunshot. Gotta love the human brain.
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g-money wrote...
You made a similar topic to mine: https://www.fakku.net/viewtopic.php?t=6751But this one is in the Paranormal section. That's something, right? :)
Sorry about the similar topic. Just trying to get Paranormal more active, and a dream thread seemed like the easiest way to do it.
Also, I was planning to go into the meanings of dreams, and what causes dreams, but I've been lazy. I guess I'll do that now:
There are a lot of theories concerning dreams. Some say that dreams are just your brain's way of keeping house, of removing random thoughts that are in your head. So, you've been thinking a lot about burritos lately, you might have a dream about burritos. Others say that dreams are psychological, that they reveal our innermost secrets. If you dream about killing your father, you might have father issues. Another theory (though it's not often mentioned in a classroom) says that dreams are sort of a connection to the supernatural. You might see the future in a dream or you could witness the experiences of another person or your spirit could even momentarily leave your body and go on its own adventure (though that's more like astral projection).
Regardless of what we think of dreams, science still does not have a complete understanding of what dreams are or why they occur. We have found that it is possible to affect a person's dream while they are sleeping and that some people can control themselves in their dreams (called lucid dreaming). This seems to prove that dreams are a product of the brain and not some supernatural force. Dreams aren't magical or mysterious; it's just our brains. But some people still insist that some dreams are more than that. They say that dreams aren't that simple, that weird stuff involving our dreams can and does happen. And while proof isn't substantial, it does seem to exist.
So, what does everyone think? Are dreams formed purely by the brain and any immediate outside stimuli (such as a person whispering "Chocolate waterfall" into your ear while you are asleep)? Or is it possible for dreams to predict the future, for two people to share the same dream, or to have an out-of-body experience while dreaming, that seems to be more than just dreaming that you were having such an experience?
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The recently resurgent strict determinist school of neuroscience calls dreams and sleep in general useless and would prefer for us all to run around hopped up on drugs that eliminate sleep permanently.
I don't buy into that shit.
On the other hand I don't much buy into the freudian view either. It's simply too unfounded, it's like theology - it's basically "believe in it or not", but nothing scientific is to be said about it. And I don't believe in anything supernatural at all.
I'm an adherent of the view that sleep is necessary, and that dreaming is a way of your brain doing house-keeping as you called it.
I don't buy into that shit.
On the other hand I don't much buy into the freudian view either. It's simply too unfounded, it's like theology - it's basically "believe in it or not", but nothing scientific is to be said about it. And I don't believe in anything supernatural at all.
I'm an adherent of the view that sleep is necessary, and that dreaming is a way of your brain doing house-keeping as you called it.
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JELR39 wrote...
This past few days i always had a same dream same scenarioIm on the top of a tower and
in front of me there's a three door
im trying to explore but no matter i turn around
there's nothing i could walk on
the only path is to move forward and choose a door
in front of the door there's a note its say
( each door represent your own desire you must choose wisely)
when i choose a door i always fall its like the floor collapse
after that i woke up
and my mother trying to wake me up
she said i was crying
its weird to matter what door i choose i always fell?
it could be you mind telling you to move one with some thing but you feel like you can not that is why you all was fall when you go thought a door becuase in a way yo do not feel lik yo can move one but you need to move on if that make and sence
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I won't say my most magical nightmare here. I hope some psychologist posts here. But I can share one. It happened multiple times. There were pop culture teens that's on airplanes, as they take off, the planes crashing one by one and I heae screams, I wanna worry but, I got my own life to worry about so I ignored them.
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Palmas wrote...
I was looking through my old dream journal, here's one of the interesting ones I've had:You have a dream journal? Dude that's a good idea. Maybe I should start doing that... I have a book that tells you what certain numbers in dreams represent. But I have never kept a journal.
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Prowl wrote...
Palmas wrote...
I was looking through my old dream journal, here's one of the interesting ones I've had:You have a dream journal? Dude that's a good idea. Maybe I should start doing that... I have a book that tells you what certain numbers in dreams represent. But I have never kept a journal.
I've heard (several times) that if you keep a dream journal, it will help you to remember your dreams more clearly after you wake up. I've tried it in the past but have always been too lazy to keep it up for long. Plus, it's too hard to describe my dreams on paper.
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Lucid dreamer here. I always remember my dreams (Ask me on a daily basis what dream I had, I could give you a detailed story every day.) and I have control over them as soon as I realize it's a dream. On the downside, my dreams are often full of emotion, like fear, anger or sadness. And that stays with me for a while even after I wake up.
Today I had one of my usual "nightmares", which aren't even real nightmares but more like a sequence of strange "images". The dream happened in an apocalyptic city with various areas of vienna being layed out right next to each other. We were going on a somewhat-torn highway with various shit like fire coming out of the cemetery cracks. Everywhere around us were zombies, and I got the impression that it would be seriously deadly to get near one of them. While we were going, I actually realized that there aren't any zombies at all (It's confusing now, but it was similar to a feeling of relief, realizing that something isn't actually the case.) and I would look into a side street left to me (Yes, there were buildings and streets on the highway in my dream.) where a 30 year-ish hungarian (No idea actually why I identified him as an hungarian, but I knew.) would slowly walk into my direction, and I kind of got the feeling that it must suck to be him, seeing I'm here with my family and he's all alone. Next thing was that I was running since because I was looking at the side street so much I got quite far behind the rest of my group, but I caught up to them.
Still on the highway, we made it to the entrance of a forest (Yes, a forest.) and I kind of got an uneasy feeling because in crowded and dark forests zombies are generally hard to spot, but we went in anyway. Still on the edge of the forst, we found the nest of a gryphon (Yes, a gryphon.) under a cubic formed bush and tried to get ourselves some eggs since we were in an apocalyptic environment and needed food and everything. The gryphon mother came along, and my sister didn't got the guts to actually take the eggs from her. The gryphon wasn't really big, more like a dog or something. I simply pushed her aside and took one egg from her, and we continued walking. About half a minute later, I realized the same gryphon flying over our heads squealing like an idiot, and I kind of got the feeling that this could mean trouble, and we all started running. Still on the edge of the forest, we were able to still see what's going on on the highway from where we entered, and I suddenly noticed one big ass motherfucker of a gryphon landing on top of some piled trash cars. The gryphon was about six meters in height and had the head of a blonde, 25-ish years old human female. I went "Oh fuck." and the gryphon would start flying up again and circle me. Played some hide and seek, thought myself safe behind a tree, and then it would suddenly land behind me and run after me from the ground. At that moment I thought "I don't know what to do now, it'll get me, this dream sucks." and I woke up.
What's making that whole thing complicated is that, while I'm still dreaming, I'm still thinking. In my dreams, I think and imagine things. I've been several times in a dream where I thought things like "It might have bad consequences for me if I was to open that door, rather wake up." or, in the dream above, I was actively imagining what that gryphon could do to me if it was to catch me, and decide from there on if I should witness it or rather wake up. I really don't think it's supposed to work that way.
Today I had one of my usual "nightmares", which aren't even real nightmares but more like a sequence of strange "images". The dream happened in an apocalyptic city with various areas of vienna being layed out right next to each other. We were going on a somewhat-torn highway with various shit like fire coming out of the cemetery cracks. Everywhere around us were zombies, and I got the impression that it would be seriously deadly to get near one of them. While we were going, I actually realized that there aren't any zombies at all (It's confusing now, but it was similar to a feeling of relief, realizing that something isn't actually the case.) and I would look into a side street left to me (Yes, there were buildings and streets on the highway in my dream.) where a 30 year-ish hungarian (No idea actually why I identified him as an hungarian, but I knew.) would slowly walk into my direction, and I kind of got the feeling that it must suck to be him, seeing I'm here with my family and he's all alone. Next thing was that I was running since because I was looking at the side street so much I got quite far behind the rest of my group, but I caught up to them.
Still on the highway, we made it to the entrance of a forest (Yes, a forest.) and I kind of got an uneasy feeling because in crowded and dark forests zombies are generally hard to spot, but we went in anyway. Still on the edge of the forst, we found the nest of a gryphon (Yes, a gryphon.) under a cubic formed bush and tried to get ourselves some eggs since we were in an apocalyptic environment and needed food and everything. The gryphon mother came along, and my sister didn't got the guts to actually take the eggs from her. The gryphon wasn't really big, more like a dog or something. I simply pushed her aside and took one egg from her, and we continued walking. About half a minute later, I realized the same gryphon flying over our heads squealing like an idiot, and I kind of got the feeling that this could mean trouble, and we all started running. Still on the edge of the forest, we were able to still see what's going on on the highway from where we entered, and I suddenly noticed one big ass motherfucker of a gryphon landing on top of some piled trash cars. The gryphon was about six meters in height and had the head of a blonde, 25-ish years old human female. I went "Oh fuck." and the gryphon would start flying up again and circle me. Played some hide and seek, thought myself safe behind a tree, and then it would suddenly land behind me and run after me from the ground. At that moment I thought "I don't know what to do now, it'll get me, this dream sucks." and I woke up.
What's making that whole thing complicated is that, while I'm still dreaming, I'm still thinking. In my dreams, I think and imagine things. I've been several times in a dream where I thought things like "It might have bad consequences for me if I was to open that door, rather wake up." or, in the dream above, I was actively imagining what that gryphon could do to me if it was to catch me, and decide from there on if I should witness it or rather wake up. I really don't think it's supposed to work that way.
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ShaggyJebus wrote...
Plus, it's too hard to describe my dreams on paper.I have that same problem =/
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Here's a zombie type dream I had a while back; that's kind of paranormal, right?
I usually record lucid dreams that I find interesting.
Chaos is a friend.
I usually record lucid dreams that I find interesting.
Chaos is a friend.
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Man just a couple of days ago I had a scary dream, well not so much of a scary dream.I dreamt that I was a Doge of Venice (It was like medieval total war 2) I could see all of europe like the birds eye of view from u guessed it and that germany and milan had joined forces and had moved against my capital and fucking hell i lost it. I woke up and the fist thing i did was say "BITCH!" turned the super computer on and waged world war 1 in medieval total war. lol yea i have a total war addiction, apparently. Also to curve my addiction I have stopped playing.....................................................................................as Venice and now im playing as sicily and on my way to world domination!