Dreams

Do you refer to my last post? if so, it was not that terrible. The usual interpretation i have always heard for both dreams is that the dreamer doesnt know what direction to take in life or cant control it. And i mostly concur since i had that sort of dreams along a phase in my life when that precisely was my situation (including my old car which was a nightmare to drive in real life)

Well it was actually towards Borachio's video link (I didn't refresh the page before I replied :blush:) but remains pretty relevant to your post too. I'm fearful enough in real life situations, I can only imagine what my brain would dream up to scare me, especially coupled with being aware of the sleep paralysis (did you ever experience this?).

All in all, I'd rather try polyphasic sleeping one day rather than mess with my dreams.
 
I had a point where I can lucid dream at will every night, but I can't even dream recall properly anymore these days. Irregular sleep pattern really screws you up and I'm too lazy to do it again. It does take a bit of discipline to log all your dreams.
 
For some reason, over the past few years, I've been having more and more dreams that are rather.... filthy. And definitely *not* the frivolous-activities-in-bed kind of filth either. Basically, everything is covered in either piss or crap, or random fluids with the same consistency and density (and germiness) as piss. Like, a living room would have two or three islands of clean floor in a sea of piss or crap.

Also, all of it, be it piss, crap, or the random icky fluid/slime, can kill you. Or at least, I avoid it as if it were fatal.

Just this morning was such a dream. This time it rained killer mountain dew. Or whatever that green slime was. :p

Other than those dreams, the rest of the dreams I get are depressing. Hell, I've never ever even had a girlfriend or wife in *any* of my dreams literally my whole life, or even done the aforementioned frivolous-activities-in-bed things either. :( And I dream remember-able (at least, remember-able for the short term, anyway) dreams *every night*, and have been for at least two decades now, with exceptions. And that's saying something.
 
I dream about zombies on a fairly regular basis. I'm the redneck character from Walking Dead and I'm trying to kill them with a crossbow but the bolt never fires. The worst part is they ignore me like I'm a special child and eat the rest of the group as I just stand there cursing the worthless crossbow and wishing I could blow them up like the flesh sacks they are with my mind.

It's like a Greek tragedy.
 

Link to video.

Insects!
Yay!

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You guys can try some online dream dictionary. Dont know if it has some scientifical basis or is similar to tarot, astrology and all that garbage, though.
 
So, something like this:
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I actually had my first lucid dream in a long time. At some point during the dream, I decided that something just didn't seem right. It didn't seem real, though I couldn't put my finger on what exactly it was.

The dream took place in my two story home, and somewhere along the line, I decided to test if it was real or not. I decided to leap through a closed second story window. I reasoned that I wouldn't have such a thought if it weren't a dream, and that my living was roughly a 90% chance. So I jumped through the window. It didn't shatter, as if it wasn't closed, and I started falling to the ground. But the fall slowed, and I started to float. I tried to swim through the air, but I didn't move. Eventually, I tried saying out load, "Up." I floated upward. A bit more testing, and it started to feel like I was in spectator mode in M&B.

After a while, I found myself pushing an ice cream cart through the air while I was sitting on a unicycle. Then it ended.
 
Interesting... :think:
 
I had this dream that Queen Latifah was wearing a spaghetti strap shirt with the Canadian flag on it and she was singing some song I couldn't remember but all I remember was that it was really really good!

And I recall thinking to myself "I gotta remember this song" but I couldn't when I woke up. My friend suggested it was probably my brain that made me believe it was a great song, similar to a dream I had where I felt horror at something but when I woke up, the thing I was feeling horror to didn't seem horrifying at the least.
 
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