Are you sure that doesn't qualify as a nightmare?
Dreams that stick with you
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Aw I had this weird one last night (I'll summarize, since dreams never translate well). I was a superhero, typical powers, but we were going after Madonna of all people. Only she was like 18 and she lived in this Jacob's Ladder/Silent Hill-esque creepy warehouse complex where she made evil dolls that couldn't be beaten. Even as a superhero, the best I could do was daze them long enough to get away. When we went inside, she was creating these things in partially buried clay pots full of gore from who knows where, and she had this evil emo look, with intentionally jagged lipstick. In the daylight, it's stupid, but in the dream, the scene scared the living crap out of me.
The dreams that do stick with me are ones I rarely remember for very long. Most recently, I had a sci-fi dream involving nano-technology, mind control, and the military. It, oddly enough, ended up being somewhat similar to a Dollhouse episode from season 2. I still typed out some details and would like to turn it into a story.
I don't have recurring dreams per se, but I do have a recurring theme. I am back in high school, yet retain whatever knowledge and appearance I have today. I'm outside of any social circle and everyone I meet looks like they did in high school. It's a completely normal dream. Even the friends from HS I am still friends with take on their older appearance and mentality. Sometimes the dreams take place in school, other times at one of my in-dream friends homes.
I've died in a couple of dreams (one from falling, one from being shot multiple times).
I've also recently had a dream that my wife had died and I was simply devastated. In the middle of the dream, I realized that it might possibly be a dream and started commanding myself to wake up...sitting down, arms folded, head down, and rocking back and forth saying "it's a dream...it's a dream...it's a dream...WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!". When I woke up, I was slick with sweat and my wife wasn't in bed. I freaked out. Then I heard the toilet flush and thought it was the most beautiful sound I'd ever heard.
I don't have recurring dreams per se, but I do have a recurring theme. I am back in high school, yet retain whatever knowledge and appearance I have today. I'm outside of any social circle and everyone I meet looks like they did in high school. It's a completely normal dream. Even the friends from HS I am still friends with take on their older appearance and mentality. Sometimes the dreams take place in school, other times at one of my in-dream friends homes.
I've died in a couple of dreams (one from falling, one from being shot multiple times).
I've also recently had a dream that my wife had died and I was simply devastated. In the middle of the dream, I realized that it might possibly be a dream and started commanding myself to wake up...sitting down, arms folded, head down, and rocking back and forth saying "it's a dream...it's a dream...it's a dream...WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!". When I woke up, I was slick with sweat and my wife wasn't in bed. I freaked out. Then I heard the toilet flush and thought it was the most beautiful sound I'd ever heard.
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This is really weird. Very shortly after a conversation with my boyfriend about neither of us wanting kids any time soon, I had a dream about the future. We were in our 30s and we had a daughter. She looked almost exactly like me, only she had square-ish glasses like Jake and the same kind of smile as him too.
The dream was first that she crawled into bed with us after a bad dream, and we fell asleep smiling at each other while we each had a hand on her back. Then the next part of the dream was Jake cooking dinner with her, and then turning on the radio and dancing around the kitchen with her. It was very sweet, but also weird.
The dream was first that she crawled into bed with us after a bad dream, and we fell asleep smiling at each other while we each had a hand on her back. Then the next part of the dream was Jake cooking dinner with her, and then turning on the radio and dancing around the kitchen with her. It was very sweet, but also weird.
Somebody's ovaries are talking to her subconsciousness... *grins*
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Somebody's ovaries are talking to her subconsciousness... *grins*[/QUOTE]
I knowww, it was strange. I'm only 25, I have plenty of time. Dem ovaries need ta relax theyselves.
Child dreams really freak me out. I dunno...the thought that my mind can take the features of both my wife and I and concoct a person that looks nothing like us at the same time that they look exactly like us.
I do sometimes have dreams about women I've never seen or met that I am involved with.
The worst dreams, for me, are the dreams where I've written a really strong song and/or lyrics...really catchy...really successful. A couple of times, I've woken up and remembered bits and pieces, but most of the time, I wake up and can't remember anything.
I do sometimes have dreams about women I've never seen or met that I am involved with.
The worst dreams, for me, are the dreams where I've written a really strong song and/or lyrics...really catchy...really successful. A couple of times, I've woken up and remembered bits and pieces, but most of the time, I wake up and can't remember anything.
I have had some dreams lately that don't necessarily translate to a story but have aspects of them that have stuck with me.
-The first one is pretty obvious. In real life, I'm more or less at the maximum weight I've ever been in my life (I've been two kilos heavier, but that's it) and I feel fat. An image from a dream from 3 or 4 nights ago keeps coming to my head in wich my "fat friend" commented how he was thinner than me for the first time in a lot of years, and he rose his t-shirt to show it. He actually had my "thin" body and I had his "fat" one.
-The second one is very weird. I was living in a maximized version of the house I spent most of my childhood summers. It was a little abandoned, and bigger, and I wasn't me: I was two little cutesy manga characters, a la Kirby or Metaknight, with small bodies, huge solid color eyes and flowing capes/wings. We were poor, and had to find something to do as a living. We rummaged through the old appliances of the house, and found one very old tv we couldn't sell but we could use. (the old tv that could have been worth something was being used as a game boy by our mistress' kid). Yeah, we had a mistress... a demon-like woman (or, rather, a hot and evil woman with devil extras attached) that could have been a character from sailor moon or power rangers or a cousin of Morrigan.
She never appeared phisically in the dream, but she was an important presence. And she gave us a job. Our family (an old kindly woman that acted as a mother figure) was convinced we worked cleaning peoples socks. I saw her thoughts, with the socks hanging from a rope and one of us picking them up and cleaning them on a table. But the image suddenly shifted to what we really did. We picked up the corpses from our mistress' murders (wich were actually like big red and black meatballs with chunks of bone) cut them in very small pieces and buried them around our workplace, wich was one of the gardens of the school I went to as a kid. While we did the chopping, we watched some weird hentai on the old TV we had found.
At some point, our cover as blown and the police came. We fleed the scene before they arived, but we where maybe 100 meters away from them at all times, they could see us and we could see them, but it counted as an "escape". Our mother came to the place were we worked, and, when she saw what we really did, she asked to the policemen why they werent following us. (she was not angry, or happy, or sad just curious: if we had committed a crime, the police should try to catch us) The policemen said that they had found our porn/hentai, a particular kind of porn that apparently is only enjoyed by men with small penises. "And we small dicked men have to stick together, it's hard enough to live wih a small penis", said the police chief, his small but thick member hanging, just like the little penises of the rest of the cops. One of them was finding inmense pleasure in these hentai tapes, so he inserted his thumb in his urethra as a form of self stimulation.
And then they left and we were safe.
I have no frigging idea about what this dream could mean.
-The third one was simply me crawling around naked in the presence of my brother and his girlfriend. She had invited her to dinner and took her home, where I was just sitting there naked. I didn't want her to see me that way, but it was very difficult to escape.
No idea about it's meaning either.
-The first one is pretty obvious. In real life, I'm more or less at the maximum weight I've ever been in my life (I've been two kilos heavier, but that's it) and I feel fat. An image from a dream from 3 or 4 nights ago keeps coming to my head in wich my "fat friend" commented how he was thinner than me for the first time in a lot of years, and he rose his t-shirt to show it. He actually had my "thin" body and I had his "fat" one.
-The second one is very weird. I was living in a maximized version of the house I spent most of my childhood summers. It was a little abandoned, and bigger, and I wasn't me: I was two little cutesy manga characters, a la Kirby or Metaknight, with small bodies, huge solid color eyes and flowing capes/wings. We were poor, and had to find something to do as a living. We rummaged through the old appliances of the house, and found one very old tv we couldn't sell but we could use. (the old tv that could have been worth something was being used as a game boy by our mistress' kid). Yeah, we had a mistress... a demon-like woman (or, rather, a hot and evil woman with devil extras attached) that could have been a character from sailor moon or power rangers or a cousin of Morrigan.
She never appeared phisically in the dream, but she was an important presence. And she gave us a job. Our family (an old kindly woman that acted as a mother figure) was convinced we worked cleaning peoples socks. I saw her thoughts, with the socks hanging from a rope and one of us picking them up and cleaning them on a table. But the image suddenly shifted to what we really did. We picked up the corpses from our mistress' murders (wich were actually like big red and black meatballs with chunks of bone) cut them in very small pieces and buried them around our workplace, wich was one of the gardens of the school I went to as a kid. While we did the chopping, we watched some weird hentai on the old TV we had found.
At some point, our cover as blown and the police came. We fleed the scene before they arived, but we where maybe 100 meters away from them at all times, they could see us and we could see them, but it counted as an "escape". Our mother came to the place were we worked, and, when she saw what we really did, she asked to the policemen why they werent following us. (she was not angry, or happy, or sad just curious: if we had committed a crime, the police should try to catch us) The policemen said that they had found our porn/hentai, a particular kind of porn that apparently is only enjoyed by men with small penises. "And we small dicked men have to stick together, it's hard enough to live wih a small penis", said the police chief, his small but thick member hanging, just like the little penises of the rest of the cops. One of them was finding inmense pleasure in these hentai tapes, so he inserted his thumb in his urethra as a form of self stimulation.
And then they left and we were safe.
I have no frigging idea about what this dream could mean.
-The third one was simply me crawling around naked in the presence of my brother and his girlfriend. She had invited her to dinner and took her home, where I was just sitting there naked. I didn't want her to see me that way, but it was very difficult to escape.
No idea about it's meaning either.
Two.
1. I have the recurring dream of having to finish up 3 credits so I can get my high school diploma. And all my old HS friends were there. Also a few of my ex-students were in the classes with us.
2. Dreaming about a small house I lived in during college. 5 guys, 3 bedrooms, one bath. In these dreams, it is the day that I was moving out, and we discovered that the house was actually twice the size we thought it was, and there were other guys living in the hidden rooms.
1. I have the recurring dream of having to finish up 3 credits so I can get my high school diploma. And all my old HS friends were there. Also a few of my ex-students were in the classes with us.
2. Dreaming about a small house I lived in during college. 5 guys, 3 bedrooms, one bath. In these dreams, it is the day that I was moving out, and we discovered that the house was actually twice the size we thought it was, and there were other guys living in the hidden rooms.
I occasionally have dreams about drowning, and last week I had one about various family members attempting to garrote me while driving, one with my little sister slashing me across the eye with a box cutter...
But the most recurring idea is that I have a key piece of knowledge that can prevent a catastrophe/save someone's life, but no matter what I do, I'm always either too late, unable to break through whatever's keeping me from getting to the right people, or can't find them. It always ends with me alone, with nothing, knowing the depths of my inevitable failure and the consequence it will have for other people.
But the most recurring idea is that I have a key piece of knowledge that can prevent a catastrophe/save someone's life, but no matter what I do, I'm always either too late, unable to break through whatever's keeping me from getting to the right people, or can't find them. It always ends with me alone, with nothing, knowing the depths of my inevitable failure and the consequence it will have for other people.
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