Dreams, what have you dreamed about to prove your insanity?

Mirc said:
I always have a strange dream, that always occurs when I'm half asleep half awake. For some reason, after a short introduction, someone punches me. Then I jump back, or try to avoid the punch, or get it and my head moves very fast, I get up exactly that moment, and I don't realise if I moved my head in real life as a reaction to the dream or if I moved it only in the dream. It happens very often.

I've had dreams were I've been punched and I recoil and feel a WHACK across my face.
I've also had dreams where I've fallen, (not nightmares though), and then I start to... Have a muscle spazm is the best word for it. I go flailing around.
 
Whenever I'm not sure I'm dreaming or not, I just simply move vigorously (or blink hard). Then, if I'm dreaming, I wake up by actually moving, or blinking.
 
I had this one in October:


First, I was dreaming of something, but I forgot, then I was brought to a screen to "pick my dictator's statistics" and I picked Stalin. What happened is that my view shifted to a typical Russian farmland, then it is slowly replaced with different types of land (grassland, sod, marsh, being replaced, etc.). Then this one farmer person says that Venus used to have the same exact land types that Russia has now, and look what happened to it. He then mentions that there used to be pits on Venus that can hold enough water for plants for 7 years, but then the plants will use up the water and then die. The reason was that there were chemicals called Calcite and then the farmer person says "well, I have drills that can dig up calcite producing bacteria from deep underground, and then I can get those on to the surface and cause doomsday." Then I saw a bunch of bacteria pictures being zoomed in a lot. Next the farmer guy says "well, I also have a bunch of mushrooms that eat those bacteria in droves!" And then I see this mushroom that looks like any old white mushroom that you eat on pizzas, except it's the size of a grapefruit, and it can walk around on those root things that mushrooms have if you pluck them out of the ground, and it has some of those root things like tenticals on the mushroom cap. Then what what happense is that the mushroom walks in this little ditch thing, and sinks into this hole and starts eating the bacteria. Then it goes to this bigger mushroom, and the farmer guy says that it is the smaller mushroom's predetor, and it waddles in to the ditch, and 2 of those smaller mushrooms there run away. The 3rd was still eating, and the bigger mushroom just rips it out of the ground and basically absorbs it through the mushroom cap. Then it salvages the smaller mushroom's stuff, and it gets it's roots, and as it's little tenticals, and other stuff. Then this French Noble guy from nowhere says: "That mushroom combined tech 7 and 12!"
 
Actually, I hate mushrooms. (the white ones. The brown ones are ok)
 
I had a very bizzare dream a few weeks ago. The premise was that there were two very different areas; one of them exists at the top and the other at the bottom. The bottom area however appears to be basically identical to earth, so that you can still see the sun, the stars, the sky, and everything.

In the bottom area, all social ills have all been eliminated and everyone has at least an very upper middle class (slightly rich) standard of living. The top area appeared to be only reserved for VIPs, scientists, and those that escaped the below area.

The bottom area is inhabited by people that are basically people that have cushy jobs and no real worries. The lawns are all green and perfectly cut and the houses are all at least 10,000 square feet and are at least 4 stories in height. People frequently throw parties to celebrate their success at their aforementioned cushy jobs.

Many of life's modern technological conveniences are availible through massive supercomputers that run data links from the top area to the bottom area. Rather than sending down bits of data, however, the programs are sent in giant plastic cases, as if it were giant WordArt. See this link for a visual understanding of what I'm talking about. The big letters here are not multicolored but rather a monochromatic light blue color.

Now, the two areas are not entirely cut off from one another. From my understanding, there was more than one bottom area, areas that interconnected through the top area. The top area in appearance has a striking resemblance to something like a modern international airport. People use this part of the top area to transport from one of the bottom areas to another. It is basically a hub and spokes system, with the top transport area being the hub of all activity. The transport area, unlike other parts of the top area, is not a restricted area and thus can be accessed by anyone.

For whatever reason, I was unsatisfied with my life in the bottom area, so I had sought to enter the top. I had tried to leave clandestinely through the detection system, but I was stopped and unable to enter.

This is when my memory cuts out on me and I forget how exactly I got through the transport area's security system.

Now I'm walking around the top world. Despite it being the daytime, there is relative darkness with the exception of streetlamps illuminating much of where I was. I looked around and discovered that the place I had actually been walking in was a totally destroyed Manhattan Island. Interestingly enough, the World Trade Center stood, but only as a hollow shell at about 75% of the building's height.

From here, I woke up. That was it, and I never understood much about it.
 
@rmsharpe: Bizarre indeed. Though about a career in writing?


The night to today, I dreamt I was at a pub, and had ordered a beer. Suddenly, the beer got superfluid or something, and suddenly started flowing up along one side of the class, over the rim, and down on the table. I eventually got it to stop by blocking its path with my hand.
 
Me, my roommate and my dorm neighbors watched the entirity of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine in about 3 weeks. I guess I generally mish-mashed it all together in my dreams. Interestingly (or perhaps not) in my dreams I most often took on the role of Garak.
 
I said this several times so i'm just gonna quote myself from other threads:
me said:
Chukchi Husky said:
Most of my dreams involve me dying.
I used to dream that almost daily a while back also. I dream them a bit rarer now. My dreams usualy involve me killing and dieing or me killing or me dieing.
I must also say that i don't dream that often, and when i do, i have lots of dreams in that single night.
So i like how my dreams are now :) - regardless of how many ppl die (including me) in them, because they are so rare for me nowadays ... (yea, i am a bit masochistic:p)
me said:
I don't want to start fighting kuz i often dream about it. And whenever that happenes i, being severley introverted, will take out every drop of anger i have in me.
Those dreams usualy end in 2 ways:
1. I have a knife and stab that person till he dies and then i stab the corpse continously untill i wake up.
2. I don't have a knife and i die. But i always die with my arms around that guy's neck so he dies too, shortly after i die.
I also remember dreaming of being choked quite often ... i remember this one dream: i was sleeping and someone started choking me, and i suddenly woke up with a violent twitch and opened my eyes and i realised i could still see him and feel his hands around my throat ... but i could only see his face, his body was veiled in darkness ... and it was one of those "i'm awake, you don't exist" moments and he disapeared ... so i stayed a minute staring at the wall in the direction where i could see his face ...

I often dream of dieing from lack of air, drowning, choking... i hate that :scared:.
Also, another strange thing is i often dream i can't well... lift my eyes... i can't see clearly. For example i was on the street and i "felt" that there is smthing happening in the sky and i just couldn't lift my eyes too look up, it was like i had smthing white in my eyes blurring my view. This is really frustrating kuz i just can't see what is happening, or i can only see a part of it and i can't focus on the whole picture, i can't open my eyes to see. It's annoying ...
 
When I was little, I had a bunk bed. When I slept on the top bunk, I'd dream that my blanket came alive, lifted me up, banged my head on the ceiling, and then let me fall all the way down to the floor.
 
I had a pretty strange one last night.

For some reason, there was a small, about 1.5" long fish lying on its side on a table resembling one from my house - it (the fish) was rather thin and disk-shaped, and I think it was blue. I knew it was poisonous, but I touched it anyway - there was this little gland right next to its eye, and a little clear liquid rubbed onto my finger. It seemed like I should do this for some unknown reason, and even though I was aware that I had poison on my finger, I didn't really seem to care much at all. Somehow I got the poison in my left eye, or maybe it just affected it. My vision in that eye got kind of blurry, and I got a slight aching pain in it. When I looked in the mirror with my good eye, I saw that not only was my vision blurry, my left eye itself was blurry - the pupil and iris were hazier than my right eye's. Also, it slowed down: when I would shift my glance, my right eye would move normally, but the left one would move a little sluggishly and take a slightly different path. I was never worried or distressed, though, and my family seemed only vaguely concerned.

I woke up with a mild stomach ache. I wonder if that's connected.
 
My recent dream made me an executioner for a couple people who turned against me in some power struggle of an organization while police were busy arresting people and they started to shoot me after I killed them. I managed to fly away by using a new method of quick flight, and ended up zooming to a large hill. This turned bad very quickly as purple clouds started forming and made a shape of some horrific image of a face telling me he has been waiting for me, then it suddenly lost its form when I was proceeded to wake up.

My dreams have been following a pattern of me being shot at like some extra in a Bond film, to me getting new abilities and taking on even more powerful opponents who eventually learn flight and become giants.
The dreams usually set at my Aunts home or some city that I have never seen that constantly gives me childhood fears and abuses me for several minutes under that influence.


I also had a dream of ninjas attacking me in my Aunts home and they somehow lost. One dream once had me wake up with my fist flying across the room and out of my bed.
 
I don't dream that often.

But I'd say I have a dream every 2 months or so, more or less.

The last weird dream I had was a sex dream about 4 months ago, where I was having sex with someone that I do not have any attraction to whatsoever. I woke up feeling woozy at the thought of such a thing.:cringe:
 
I had a funny dream last night. :) And Bozo was in it. :lol:

First part: I don't remember it too much ... i do remember it had smthing to do with a guy with a beard that drank from a chalice which i filled with water from a small puddle at the pier near the beach i go in the summer. And aparently, the rust coluored water made him younger and he didn't have a beard anymore. And for some unknown reason, it seemed like a big deal for him. :lol: I don't remember who it was, i know that i never knew the guy.

Second part: I remember a guy in a brown-monk-like robe that says smthing to me, dunno what. And then i go. And i see Bozo standing there and talking to some guards and when i aproach he turns around and walks towards a square-spiral stairs. And i shout at him "Wait, that's not how it is supposed to be" (i was probably refering to the dream in general:crazyeye:) . Near the stairs there is another guard, that happened to be a friend of mine, in a huge black robot looking armor... And Bozo sais to him "The master is evil". And i have flashbacks remembering how Bozo was stoped 3 times at the stairs by him when he said the same phrase.(/flashback) But this time, my friend says "You know, you are right.":lol: and lets Bozo pass. He goes up 1 floor and i follow him, and aparently he goes into a chamber where i loose sight of him, but smthing else catches my eye. I see another friend of mine throwing some random magazines out the window.:crazyeye: (can't wait to tell her:lol:) This room was aparently some sort of old office of the master guy. I look out the window and see that she is throwing the stuff at the master's car. When i see her starting to throw some plants at the car(:lol:), i say "We should throw this stuff too.", and i point toward several small, valuble looking statuetes, that were preety heavy (must have been lead or smthing). She says "Ok". And the movie ends with both of us throwing stuff like crazies at that guy's car which was basicaly ruined because we were on the 3rd floor (despite the fact that we only climbed 1 store).
The end.

It was a long time since i had a funny dream. :) In contrast to the terrible mood i was last evening.

Also, you could say that i didn't see Bozo , and it was just that guy from star trek, but i never saw any star trek movies, and he definetley looked like the guy in Bozo's avatar. :)
 
PG13? Awww, the only interesting dream I had the last month violates that. Let's just say it involved a talking horse, a man, a toilet, and severe excretion, almost like diarrhea.
 
I have many strange dreams that i only half remember, one is when every plane becomes slanted, that is all the roads and houses becomes strangely angled, I had to prone down on the road to avoid sliding downwards to a horrible fate.
 
Erik Mesoy said:
PG13? Awww, the only interesting dream I had the last month violates that. Let's just say it involved a talking horse, a man, a toilet, and severe excretion, almost like diarrhea.
As long as you don't go into extreem detail about obscene things, and if you do not mention anything vividly sexual related, then it's fine. When I say PG13, I mean no vivid descriptions of things that would be considered breaking fourm rules.
 
Bluemofia said:
As long as you don't go into extreem detail about obscene things, and if you do not mention anything vividly sexual related, then it's fine. When I say PG13, I mean no vivid descriptions of things that would be considered breaking fourm rules.

I hope this is okay...

It was over two years ago a day before christmas, and I had just read an article about Meiwes, the german cannibal. I can't think of much else that disgusts me more than what he did, but I still can't keep myself from reading these kind of articles. It sure came back to bite me in the dream I had that night though. I dreamed the same thing happened as he did, only I was Meiwes and the victim was the Swedish king. Haunted me for months, and ruined my christmas. The pictures from the dream popped up in my head about every ten minutes for a week:(
 
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