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Post any dreams you remember here, but no sex dreams (My favorite)



Ok this one is like a week old.


I was in my house, and heard stuff outside( I live in suburban upstate ny) I went out, saw what appeared to be an upturned T-72 or T-80 (To generic to tell) and many what appered to be small men (Like 4'5) dressed in nazi uniforms. I somehow wound up having an M-16A3 or M16A1(it was automatic) and began fireing into the nazi-midgets. I was like mowing them down, when the house across the street from mine blew up, flinging midget-Nazi's every were. Their were what was either BF 109's or Focer Wolf- F somethings (cant remember name) flying around, being chased by F-22's. I then had a Rocket launcher, and started blowing up more nazi's. A bunch of the kids in my neighborhood came, with bazookas, M16's, and one had a Leclerc. We continued to slaughter nazi's, and i remember being shot around 50 times, but it didnt hurt me. Stuff was blowing up everywere, when my house like, sunk into the ground. I then woke up.

I dreamt I was being attacked by a boxer dog, and it kept biting my wrist. I had to elbow it in the eyes to go away.

My other dreams are too weird to bother writing up.

A dream that I've had more than once that has bothered me for some time is one where I am in a maze.
I remember I was with a group of people, most of whom I knew from high school. I remember one girl with red hair who was the apparent leader of the party. She wasn't very tall, but not short. She had the demeanor that suggusted that she was used to being in charge. I remember her eyes more than anything. Her eyes had a firey intensity to them, a terrifying beauty. She was also dressed in red; a tunic and pants that weren't as vidrant as her hair, but just a dull red. We accepted her commands, but I don't recall her ever speaking, we just knew what she wanted us to do. I don't know how I know that, I just knew.

As we moved along, we move intently, but there is no immediate threat or sense of urgency. The maze itself is tall and made of stone that appears to be granite; an occasional torch perched high on the wall provied dim lighting. All the interssections had large, vaulted ceilings that started in view, but dissapear beyond the torchlight.

I recall the feeling that a significant amount of time had passed in the maze when the party came to what I somehow knew was the center of the maze, and our destination. It was a large, circular room lit by a light that seemed to seep between the stones in the floor. The light was a pale blue-green that illuminated a large dias. At the top of the dias was an old man seated in a simple, white, stone throne. He looks at us and smiles in a very grandfatherly fashion and asks a question. He wore a thin gray robe that hung down to the floor, with only the tips of his toes apearing from beneath. He had scraggly white hair that hung down past his shoulders. I recall he had very piercing blue eyes, eyes that seemed to look straight through you down to the depths of your soul. I have no recolection of what the question was but I remember feeling at ease answering it. Our group leader, however, seemed insulted, angry. I turned towards her to see her take a breath to speak, but before any words come out I wake up.

I have had this same dream at least once a month for the past 8 months. I have consulted numerous dream interpretation booksa and websites trying to figure out the significance of this. I have been thus far unsuccessful in finding a satifactory answer. If anyone can help me interpret this please I want to know.

I dreamt I was being attacked by a boxer dog, and it kept biting my wrist. I had to elbow it in the eyes to go away.

My other dreams are too weird to bother writing up.

Dude, wierd dreams are the best dreams. Post away.

I keep having a dream that I am getting it on with my boss only my boss in the dream is my husband and my husband walks in on us and joins in. (that's 2 of my husband if anyone is confused)
I told my husband about it and he just laughed. I don't know what it means though.

I keep having a dream that I am getting it on with my boss only my boss in the dream is my husband and my husband walks in on us and joins in. (that's 2 of my husband if anyone is confused)
I told my husband about it and he just laughed. I don't know what it means though.
That means he found it amusing...

That means he found it amusing...
yeah I got that. I worry about what the dream means, I mean I am basically cheating on my husband only it is him, but then he walks in and then I am having a threesome?! I am so confused. I have the dream at least twice a week.

yeah I got that. I worry about what the dream means, I mean I am basically cheating on my husband only it is him, but then he walks in and then I am having a threesome?! I am so confused. I have the dream at least twice a week.
Ah. Good. The right honorable minister of Obvious hearby returns you to your regularly scheduled thread.

I have trouble remembering my dreams. Most of the time the few things I can remember are just vivid flashes of detail.

Isn't there a technique you can teach yourself that allows you to better remember your dreams?

I proved that when you die in dreams you don't die for real. I got stabbed and kept on dreaming. :p

Also once there was some guy on a airplane and he jumped off it then I did the same and e died on impact when he hit the water. Then when I hit it I didn't die and a great white shark rose up out of the water and was about to eat me when it sunk back into the water for no reason at all and I swam to an island. I don't remember much about the airplane except for the jumping off part.

I had a dream that I was a parking valet. President Bush came down into the lobby and asked for his car which was a red Ferrari. Joking, I told him that the terrorists had stolen it. He looked at me very seriously and I could tell he was frightened. Laughing I said, "No, President Bush. Terrorists don't steal cars, they steal planes." He burst out laughing and started doing fake kung-fu moves to me. He kept saying, "This guy! This guy!"

It was the weirdest dream to date.

Last night I dreamed that I swallowed most of a phone cord. (One of those curly cords.) I opened my mouth and kept pulling the cord out very slowly, but it was really, really long. I gagged and gagged. Finally I got to the end of the cord, but then I had all this hair on my tongue.

I. don't. know.

Dude. I had a dream that gas prices went down. We're talknig waaay down, like back under a dollar. Best dream I ever had.

No joke.

I sometimes have dreams about a river, it's very blue water, running through a desert. There is nothing unusual, just a featureless, hot desert with cool deep water running through it.

There are fish, which I can see flashing in the sunlight in deep pools. The water is cold.

That's it, just like a walk along the river, looking at fish and reeds along the bank. Sometimes there are other people, but they're nameless yet somehow familiar. There's no plot - nothing happens, it's just beautiful though. I have no idea of what, if anything, this might mean - but I always wake up happy.

Okay, here we go. I was in a grassy field in the early morning, it was kind of chilly out, and I was playing soccer with my brother. In the distance was a large white building with a blue-painted door. So, I'm kicking the ball and accidentally peg my brother's shin. The soccer ball starts rolling towards the blue door of its own free will. My brother then kicks me back, in the groin, but I don't feel any pain. Then blood starts gushing out of my leg, and some grinning asian boy steps out of the door with a bow and arrows. He picks up the ball and pops it with his bare hands. Then he knocks an arrow and it goes soaring high into the air towards me. I see it impale itself in my brother's head and he screams at me, then runs into the white building through the blue door. The little asian boy knocks another arrow and I run around in a circle, panicking. It pierces right into my hip, feeling no pain. I hobble around in that same circle, and another arrow thuds into my shoulder this time. I yell for the boy to stop, and fall to my knees. He has a huge grin on his face, and releases another arrow that sticks right into my ankle. I feel a burst of intense pain, and I begin writhing on the grass in agony. Then the boy laughs and I tell him to fuck off, and he screams at me like he's scared, and runs through the blue door. I then feel myself melting into the earth, and the white building catches on fire somehow. The thing goes up in flames with me stuck on the ground, unable to move an inch, my body not responding at all.

I woke up, and the circulation in one of my legs and arms was completely cut off. I couldn't control either of them for about 5 minutes, until finally the tingling sensation gave way to feeling and movement. I had a stuffy nose and was forced to breathe through my mouth. The dream is still crisp in my memory after several years.

:snip:

Just a small glitch in the Matrix. Nothing to worry about.

I'm bored so I'll post another dream.

I had this dream back in high shool.
I was with my high school robotics team sitting around in a room that reminded me of an art gallery. I remember the people on the team, the teach who was in charge, all of us were wearing our team shirts and eatin sushi. I remember the taste of sushi was still in my mouth when I woke up. I hadn't eaten sushi for several months when this dream occured, but ironicaly there was sushi at the very next session of the robotics team. We were lounging on round, black, leather hassocks that had a single button in the middle on top. I remember one of the guys who wore a bike chain as a necklace telling us to get up and work, but no one is listening. I remember that the "room" we were in was a room because of rice papers stand-up walls places around us that had doors and no ceiling. In the corners were small bamboo plants in ornate black pots. The floor was hard wood, I distinctly recall the smell of laquered wood. Beyond the doors in the rice paper walls there was whiteness. The floor continued out, but I couls make out no distinctions beyond. The white was not overbearing like a bright light, but just white.

I don't know why this dream has stayed with me, or why I remember all those little details, or if anyone's going to even bother reading my long descriptions, but I'll post another dream later.

Ok heres my most recent one, even tho i have had tons of interesting ones

Ok I cant really rember how it starts, but I think I just one a football game and when asked what i had to say i pronounced proudly that "I'm going to disney land!" So some guy comes outta nowhere and gives me and my family disney land passes. So wer driving to disney land and we end up in transylvania. yes transylvania so stfu. Lol neways we come across a giant creepy castle, and go inside. Inside were greeted by some count. The place was actually cool, and i had fun xploring it. Eventually i met some vampires. There were 3 of um and the were chix. Who had the personality of 3 girls i no. Well, neways i find my family and we go outside to set up camp grounds. We find dozens of other normal families doing the same, all of them lost on their way to disney land. So i read calvin and hobbes comix while everyone else is asleep till the pitch black of nite. THen a giant army of napoleans charges into camp and starts killing the campers. I find a conveinantly placed sword on the ground and charge into battle. I do battle with one praticular soldier for a while, but im always on the defense. I rember he had a resemblance to someone i no but can no longer rember who. Well he had increasingly large weapons, until at last he had a giant sword. I swung at him but he deflected the blow and sent the sword flying, and it cut count in half who owned the castle. I rember that cuased the vamp chix to die as well. We neways, i steal a pike from a soldier to fend off the one attacking me
he knocks me to the ground, and i roll around deflecting his blows like an ExPeRt. I eventually knock his blade backwards, killing a fellow camper. I get up and am about to kill(the soldier) when my stupid alarm rings.

I have a dream. A dream that one day little black boys and girls can play with little white boys and girls in a world free from prejudice and hatred. And then Dracula showed up, and then I think I was naked. I dunno. It was a weird dream.

ok first off my spelling sucks so i hope you can understand this



I had a dream i was on a threewealer with motercicle tires riding up to this sine it says something along the lines of national park. i enter and i'm in a forest so i get of my threewealer and go for a walk. after a wile i reach a military complex so i enter it. only to find tens of alians acting as janeters

lastniet i was deming i see my room and then something pulls me in to a world were everything is blak and wiet but it was stell my room.i coud see myself and my boudy and the couvers puling me in to the wall i wont get any sleep to niet i am afraed.

This dream I had when I was around 8 years old. I'm 26 now...soon to be 27. I remember it like I had it last night.

I am walking through this dence woods, when I come upon a large group of people. They are all wearing white robes (I remember them looking like thick cotton robes) and standing in a large circle. The is a large fire in the middle of the circle and they are all repeating words that I can't understand. Directly across from me, there is a tall man with a face that is still burned into my mind. He has blonde hair, blue eyes, and one of those faces that just makes you feel at ease. He says nothing to me, but I have a feeling of belonging and security that I have never felt in my life since before or since then.

Well a sex dream for me.

A girl that was in my dorm. She had the best boobies you could ever hope for. What was strange was is the fact I haven't seen her in years.

Well what I figured triggered it was my wife wearing a chamisal one day. I remember visiting the girl in her room and she wore one and didn't cover up. Needless to say my eyes popped out of my head.

It's funny what a simple thing to cause dreams.....

Post any dreams you remember here, but no sex dreams (My favorite)



Ok this one is like a week old.


I was in my house, and heard stuff outside( I live in suburban upstate ny) I went out, saw what appeared to be an upturned T-72 or T-80 (To generic to tell) and many what appered to be small men (Like 4'5) dressed in nazi uniforms. I somehow wound up having an M-16A3 or M16A1(it was automatic) and began fireing into the nazi-midgets. I was like mowing them down, when the house across the street from mine blew up, flinging midget-Nazi's every were. Their were what was either BF 109's or Focer Wolf- F somethings (cant remember name) flying around, being chased by F-22's. I then had a Rocket launcher, and started blowing up more nazi's. A bunch of the kids in my neighborhood came, with bazookas, M16's, and one had a Leclerc. We continued to slaughter nazi's, and i remember being shot around 50 times, but it didnt hurt me. Stuff was blowing up everywere, when my house like, sunk into the ground. I then woke up.
All mine are sex dreams.

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=441696

Post any dreams you remember here, but no sex dreams

Well this one time, I was in a castle and... oh I can't tell that one.

Oh ok, I was in the future and... damn, can't tell that one either.

Oh, this one time I dreamt that I was Dictator of a small country and... crap.

There's the time I was Legolas in LoTR and I... screw it.

:D

In all seriousness, I had a dream where I was Palpatine once, and I kicked Yoda's ass. It was alot of fun.

I once had a dream in which I was in a game. It started simple at first but then it got way complicated and the game seemed to mix every game I've played with every book I've read and every movie I've seen.

Yeah it was weird

Post any dreams you remember here, but no sex dreams (My favorite)



Ok this one is like a week old.


I was in my house, and heard stuff outside( I live in suburban upstate ny) I went out, saw what appeared to be an upturned T-72 or T-80 (To generic to tell) and many what appered to be small men (Like 4'5) dressed in nazi uniforms. I somehow wound up having an M-16A3 or M16A1(it was automatic) and began fireing into the nazi-midgets. I was like mowing them down, when the house across the street from mine blew up, flinging midget-Nazi's every were. Their were what was either BF 109's or Focer Wolf- F somethings (cant remember name) flying around, being chased by F-22's. I then had a Rocket launcher, and started blowing up more nazi's. A bunch of the kids in my neighborhood came, with bazookas, M16's, and one had a Leclerc. We continued to slaughter nazi's, and i remember being shot around 50 times, but it didnt hurt me. Stuff was blowing up everywere, when my house like, sunk into the ground. I then woke up.


thank you for starting this .....i never dream and i did last night,i actually posted it on another thread which was probably wrong and selfish,yet i would LOVE to hear someones opinion on it..freaked me out,and i am old.

i dreamt i was walking down a mountain in the snow...to visit my son...a really big mountain,and i see a mountain lion(cougar,puma)about 10 feet away,so i obviously decide to give it a wide berth,2 trails going downhill,i go to the left(away from puma)but at the crossroads i slip and slide towards it;s side of the trail.
it looks at me,i try to act nonchalant,and keep on walking...it growls and starts towards me.
i decide to run even though i know it is futile,and of coarse fall and tumble.i look up and i see the lion standing over me,all i can think is my sons going to be pissed i was late or didn't show up,the cat attacks me.....i remember trying to fend it off...then woke up soaked in sweat.

i dreamt i was walking down a mountain in the snow...to visit my son...a really big mountain,and i see a mountain lion(cougar,puma)about 10 feet away,so i obviously decide to give it a wide berth,2 trails going downhill,i go to the left(away from puma)but at the crossroads i slip and slide towards it;s side of the trail.
it looks at me,i try to act nonchalant,and keep on walking...it growls and starts towards me.
i decide to run even though i know it is futile,and of coarse fall and tumble.i look up and i see the lion standing over me,all i can think is my sons going to be pissed i was late or didn't show up,the cat attacks me.....i remember trying to fend it off...then woke up soaked in sweat.


Lemme take a stab.

The puma respresents an issue you are trying to avoid.
Something in your life you need/should be doing, but are procrastinating, or avoiding?
Knowing what the puma represents, you see how you were running from it?

The problem overtakes you in the end.

There is something in your life that needs your attention, that you are avoiding.
Deal with it.

A dream that I've had more than once that has bothered me for some time is one where I am in a maze.
I remember I was with a group of people, most of whom I knew from high school. I remember one girl with red hair who was the apparent leader of the party. She wasn't very tall, but not short. She had the demeanor that suggusted that she was used to being in charge. I remember her eyes more than anything. Her eyes had a firey intensity to them, a terrifying beauty. We accepted her commands, but I don't recall her ever speaking, we just knew what she wanted us to do. I don't know how I know that, I just knew.

As we moved along, we move intently, but there is no immediate threat or sense of urgency. The maze itself is tall and made of stone; an occasional torch perched high on the wall provied dim lighting. All the interssections had large, vaulted ceilings that started in view, but dissapeard beyond the torchling.

?

I recall the feeling that a significant amount of time had passed in the maze when the party came to what I somehow knew was the center of the maze, and our destination. It was a large, circular room lit by a light that seemed to seep between the stones in the floor. The light was a pale blue-green that illuminated a large dias. At the top of the dias was an old man seated in a simple stone throne. He looks at us and smiles in a very grandfatherly fashion and asks a question. I have no recolection of what the question was but I remember feeling at ease answering it. The group leader, however, seemed insulted. I turned towards her to see her take a breath to speak, but before any words come out I wake up.

I have had this same dream at least once a month for the past 8 months. I have consulted numerous dream interpretation booksa and websites trying to figure out the significance of this. I have been thus far unsuccessful in finding a satifactory answer. If anyone can help me interpret this please I want to know.


VERY interesting dream,and you say it is a recurring dream?

you in love from afar with any redheads?

Some people are on some serious ****ing drugs. I'm going to abandon the Xanax and Loratabs and move on to LSD and Extasy so I can have those kind of dreams.... j/k

yeah I got that. I worry about what the dream means, I mean I am basically cheating on my husband only it is him, but then he walks in and then I am having a threesome?! I am so confused. I have the dream at least twice a week.

maybe you are so much of a women you need 2 husbands...

Last night I dreamed that I swallowed most of a phone cord. (One of those curly cords.) I opened my mouth and kept pulling the cord out very slowly, but it was really, really long. I gagged and gagged. Finally I got to the end of the cord, but then I had all this hair on my tongue.

I. don't. know.


thanks....you just made me spit beer all over my keyboard,and now i got too piss myself...funny as all...THANK YOU :fluffle:

Okay, here we go. I was in a grassy field in the early morning, it was kind of chilly out, and I was playing soccer with my brother. In the distance was a large white building with a blue-painted door. So, I'm kicking the ball and accidentally peg my brother's shin. The soccer ball starts rolling towards the blue door of its own free will. My brother then kicks me back, in the groin, but I don't feel any pain. Then blood starts gushing out of my leg, and some grinning asian boy steps out of the door with a bow and arrows. He picks up the ball and pops it with his bare hands. Then he knocks an arrow and it goes soaring high into the air towards me. I see it impale itself in my brother's head and he screams at me, then runs into the white building through the blue door. The little asian boy knocks another arrow and I run around in a circle, panicking. It pierces right into my hip, feeling no pain. I hobble around in that same circle, and another arrow thuds into my shoulder this time. I yell for the boy to stop, and fall to my knees. He has a huge grin on his face, and releases another arrow that sticks right into my ankle. I feel a burst of intense pain, and I begin writhing on the grass in agony. Then the boy laughs and I tell him to fuck off, and he screams at me like he's scared, and runs through the blue door. I then feel myself melting into the earth, and the white building catches on fire somehow. The thing goes up in flames with me stuck on the ground, unable to move an inch, my body not responding at all.

I woke up, and the circulation in one of my legs and arms was completely cut off. I couldn't control either of them for about 5 minutes, until finally the tingling sensation gave way to feeling and movement. I had a stuffy nose and was forced to breathe through my mouth. The dream is still crisp in my memory after several years.

oh my god,i have to stop visiting here,my neighbors are going to think i am a loon laughing out loud,when it is just me....too funny dude or dudette.

Lemme take a stab.

The puma respresents an issue you are trying to avoid.
Something in your life you need/should be doing, but are procrastinating, or avoiding?
Knowing what the puma represents, you see how you were running from it?

The problem overtakes you in the end.

There is something in your life that needs your attention, that you are avoiding.
Deal with it.


thanks,
interesting take i would have never thought of.with all seriousness,no joke...you just blew me away.

my ex calls me the king of "why do today what you can put off till tomorrow"i was sitting here laughing my ass off,then you come along and give me a dose of reality...and the thing is..your probably right.
i have been putting some major problems to the side lately for whatever reason,explains the heavy alchohol intake of late.

anyhow,good insight...thanks

I have quite vivid dreams and can recall much of them quite clearly. Here are a two of them:

This one I had last night:
To understand that dream you have to know, that I used to play football since '88 and had for some reasons to quit it this year. In my dream I vent to a game of my team and they were really were really mad at me and told me that I had betrayed them. There was this guy, who I did never had seen and who seemed to be new to the team. He began to bully me around and even attacked me. I did beat him to pulp. After that my team became only more angry and chased me away. When I woke up I was really upset and could'nt sleep for some time.

One of the strangest dreams I had:
I was chased by Freddy Krueger. During the dream I realised that I have to be dreaming (I realise it quite often). After having realised that, I thought that in my dreams I can do what I like and transformed my body into some kind of slime. I flew through the gully into the sewer system, drifted atop of the water and aproached Freddy from behind without him noticing me. When I was directly behind him I became solid again and tied him with a metal bar.

My dreams are usually just bizarre and usually manage to avoid anything remotely logical, and can defy any attempts at interpretation.

For example, one dream I had, I was the cruse director aboard a cruse ship in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.

However, I was having massive problems as the ship's passengers were mainly Marvel Comics characters, who were running around and breaking things. Professor X had turned the bridge into a central control room to fight Dr. Doom, who had taken over the engine room, and so on. But that wasn't my real worry, no, the reason I was wandering all over the ship and trying to avoid getting blown up was that I had lost the main entertainment for the captain's buffet, a singing duet of a damsel and a roller skating dragon. And if I could not find these two and get them on stage to sing within a day, Gandalf the Gray was threatening to blow up the ship.

Most of my dreams wander into such randomness, which is why I usually agree with the idea that dreams are nothing more than your brain defragging as you sleep.

I also had a dream, which was quite unsettling.
I had lost contact with an old friend of mine some years ago. One night I had a dream of this guy giving a big goodbye party, because he had to leave for something. When he saw me he told me how happy he was to see me again after all this time. We talked a while and when I asked why he had to leave and where he will depart for he told me that he couldn't tell me.
Around half a year after that, somebody told me that this guy died at an overdose at approximatly the time when I had this dream. I was pretty scared when I heard this.

oh oh.

Sometimes I have these dreams about being awakein the same place I fell asleep. With the same people etc. Except that everything doesn't make sense. There's stuff happening that would never happen in normal life, yet you are still in the same place with the same people so you think it's quite real. Usually something in those dreams scares me awake.

Those always freak me out

oh oh.

Sometimes I have these dreams about being awakein the same place I fell asleep. With the same people etc. Except that everything doesn't make sense. There's stuff happening that would never happen in normal life, yet you are still in the same place with the same people so you think it's quite real. Usually something in those dreams scares me awake.

Those always freak me out

I've never had one of those... (dreams where you've woken up. I'm always already awake in them. Not that I can remember many details.

I had a dream where my poop caught fire after excreting it. Then it looked at me as if to say : "You did this!".

I had this dream where I was in a type of online multiplayer game (similar to Battlfield 2). My team was getting killed badly and I was just dazed by all the shock of explosions. We only had standard guns & rifles.. they had fireballs.
They would shoot it out of their arms and it was quite unfair for my team. I "woke" up from my daze once the smoke cleared and saw they where all coming into my direction. I was the only survivor. They shot a fireball at me, I deflected. They shot at me again, this time I absorbed the fireball into my body and shot it out into another direction as a warning I had mastered the fireball. The other team was really impressed by that and asked me to be on their team. I was the master of fireballs.
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My dreams are usually just bizarre and usually manage to avoid anything remotely logical, and can defy any attempts at interpretation.

For example, one dream I had, I was the cruse director aboard a cruse ship in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.

However, I was having massive problems as the ship's passengers were mainly Marvel Comics characters, who were running around and breaking things. Professor X had turned the bridge into a central control room to fight Dr. Doom, who had taken over the engine room, and so on. But that wasn't my real worry, no, the reason I was wandering all over the ship and trying to avoid getting blown up was that I had lost the main entertainment for the captain's buffet, a singing duet of a damsel and a roller skating dragon. And if I could not find these two and get them on stage to sing within a day, Gandalf the Gray was threatening to blow up the ship.

Most of my dreams wander into such randomness, which is why I usually agree with the idea that dreams are nothing more than your brain defragging as you sleep.

i need the drugs your taking..or can i steal your brain for a few days....please... :D

Post any dreams you remember here, but no sex dreams (My favorite)



Ok this one is like a week old.


I was in my house, and heard stuff outside( I live in suburban upstate ny) I went out, saw what appeared to be an upturned T-72 or T-80 (To generic to tell) and many what appered to be small men (Like 4'5) dressed in nazi uniforms. I somehow wound up having an M-16A3 or M16A1(it was automatic) and began fireing into the nazi-midgets. I was like mowing them down, when the house across the street from mine blew up, flinging midget-Nazi's every were. Their were what was either BF 109's or Focer Wolf- F somethings (cant remember name) flying around, being chased by F-22's. I then had a Rocket launcher, and started blowing up more nazi's. A bunch of the kids in my neighborhood came, with bazookas, M16's, and one had a Leclerc. We continued to slaughter nazi's, and i remember being shot around 50 times, but it didnt hurt me. Stuff was blowing up everywere, when my house like, sunk into the ground. I then woke up.

I hope you don't live near me. I am scared of Nazi Midgets. Of course...it could have been the Erie County legislature.

I had a dream recently that involved living in a neighborhood very similar to the one described in the only children's book Ray Bradbury ever wrote, "Turn on the Night". So there I was, wandering through the night, with this girl tagging along from a school where I used to work. She kept telling me we needed to find a boy who was also from the school (although he had been expelled). Outside of a house made mostly of sliding glass doors was my wife, although she looked different (as she often does in my dreams, but she is always there and I know it's her). She was smoking a cigarette, which made me immediately realize, so was I.

So we went to find "Chris" the boy because my wife said "You will be late for the program", and continued to stand there smoking as she had before we approached. So I went into the house a Chris was passed out. I woke him up saying we had to go (mind you these kids are deaf in real life, but they can hear me and speak in dreams). We instantly went to the studio where I dropped the two kids off (and when I say instantly I mean there was no time in the transfer, we were just there). I went into a closet and reported to the CIA that "All was well and the landing will be at midnight". I have no idea what this means.

I then wrote a paper on theoretical physics and blackholes, which I kind of which I remembered the details of.


Then I woke up...the end.

I've only ever had one dream that might be considered interesting or unusual, and it was quite a while ago, but it's stuck with me for some time.


As it starts, I'm in a middle-class bar with what is probably a few friends. It's multi-tiered, and I'm on one of the upper decks; the dance floor is further down. We're seated around a pretty large table, chatting and drinking wine, enjoying the atmosphere and laughing at some of the people making fools of themselves below. One of my current good friends and I are getting pretty friendly, if you know what I mean. I can't remember the topic of conversation, though.

Suddenly, without warning, a vision of a dragon (in visual, closely modelled on the Neverwinter Nights gold dragons, though it may have been blue or red in colour) attacking a farm flickers into view. I can see the thing burning crops before a farmer appears, shotgun in hand. The dragon turns to face him and lunges. I don't see what happens, because it flicks back to the bar.

Evidently, the me in the dream has seen this too and is pretty shaken by it; almost as though this is a familiar experience. Grabbing my friend, I excuse myself and leave in a hurry, taking her with me.

The next thing I see, she and I are in a car, leaving town for whatever reason. I don't think she understands what the problem is. The car stops, I get out. The dragon is there, just a short distance ahead, evidently heading in the same direction we just came from. As it heads towards us, I move to stand in between it and both the car and where we came from. As it sees me, it doesn't try to kill me; all it does is try to move around at first. I step in its way again. Then it takes a good look at me and at the car.

It smiles. It's a very reptilian smile; just a sort of turn-up at either side of its mouth. But it looks straight at me, I at it. And in it, what I see stuns me. Its eyes are strikingly similar if not the same as my own. Not cat-like, as most pictures of dragons I've seen would be: It's pupils are circular, the iris the same light-grey-blue-green surrounded by a darker grey-blue-green ring. However, where mine are dull, its seem almost glowing.

Once I have seen this, the dragon turns around. I make no attempt to follow it.


Then I wake up.

last night i dreamed about getting into a heated arguement with somebody over relational databases. it was sad :headbang:

god i hate working with internet databases

My dream:

Recently Spiderman had been taking alot of critisism in the papers for supposidly being anti-semitic. Somebody had done a poll of all the people he'd rescued asking them what their faith was; it had emerged that very few jews had been saved by Spiderman. So in an attempt to quash these nasty rumours Spiderman climbed to the top of this tower that was well known to be a jewish haunt and wait for a jewish person to fall of the building so he could save them.
He waited paitiently for ages but not a single jew fell off, meanwhile women all over the city were falling down open elevator shafts. When they hit the bottom they stood up, feeling slightly offended that no super-hero had come to their rescue, and limped away - exagerating their limp but insisting in a pissed off tone that they were fine and they didn't need rescuing anyway.

last night i dreamed about getting into a heated arguement with somebody over relational databases. it was sad :headbang:

god i hate working with internet databases

After a particulary stressful day I once dreamed I was a foreign key constraint, and I was causing a whole load of problems with data insertion.
( :p or :rolleyes: - depending on your point of view).

VERY interesting dream,and you say it is a recurring dream?

you in love from afar with any redheads?

I don't know any real redheads. Thats another thing that has consistanly bothered me.

thanks,
interesting take i would have never thought of.with all seriousness,no joke...you just blew me away.

my ex calls me the king of "why do today what you can put off till tomorrow"i was sitting here laughing my ass off,then you come along and give me a dose of reality...and the thing is..your probably right.
i have been putting some major problems to the side lately for whatever reason,explains the heavy alchohol intake of late.

anyhow,good insight...thanks


Your welcome.

Glad to be of service.

It seems that dreams just may be a way for our sub-concious minds to relate a problem to the rest of our brains.
Thus, when under much stress, our dreams tend to more vivid.

I have quite vivid dreams and can recall much of them quite clearly. Here are a two of them:

This one I had last night:
To understand that dream you have to know, that I used to play football since '88 and had for some reasons to quit it this year. In my dream I vent to a game of my team and they were really were really mad at me and told me that I had betrayed them. There was this guy, who I did never had seen and who seemed to be new to the team. He began to bully me around and even attacked me. I did beat him to pulp. After that my team became only more angry and chased me away. When I woke up I was really upset and could'nt sleep for some time.

This one seems fairly straight-forward.

The football scenes are how your brain is portraying its message.
A familair background, if you will.
Your team, (who in the dream, probably mean your freinds, or people whos respect you desire)..are mad at, you, and say they feel betrayed.

This could mean that there are people who you feel, you may be letting down, or who look up to you.

This newcomer, is probably not a actual person, but a situation.

The fact that you deal with the situation,by beating up the aggressor, means you are prepared to take care of whatever this problem really is.

In essence, Im thinking your dream means that you are afraid that there is a a situation that will cause you to use methods you are not sure of, or that may result in the loss of respect form your peers, or family.

This one seems fairly straight-forward.

The football scenes are how your brain is portraying its message.
A familair background, if you will.
Your team, (who in the dream, probably mean your freinds, or people whos respect you desire)..are mad at, you, and say they feel betrayed.

This could mean that there are people who you feel, you may be letting down, or who look up to you.

This newcomer, is probably not a actual person, but a situation.

The fact that you deal with the situation,by beating up the aggressor, means you are prepared to take care of whatever this problem really is.

In essence, Im thinking your dream means that you are afraid that there is a a situation that will cause you to use methods you are not sure of, or that may result in the loss of respect form your peers, or family.

This seems to be a good explanation. I have a new job from october on and have to move 400 km away for it. It fits.

I can rarely remember the beginning of dreams; all I remember from last night is that Mormons were involved.
I do remember my extended family and I going into this large fellow's house for the night - he had grey curly hair, and the house was similar to my grandmother's house. We all had dinner, and there was generalised randomness which I can't quite remember (as there ALWAYS is in my dreams).
Then two - I think they were servants - arrived. They were both young women, and some of their clothing was replaced with paint - so blue paint instead of shorts. Very weird.
Somehow the large guy got really drunk after a while, and one of the servants started asking him questions. He kept not replying, and she was getting more annoyed. She eventually insulted him, and he went crazy and threatened her and attempted to attack her. She hid, and he went upstairs and fell asleep.
I decided to get him MORE drunk, by feeding him golden beer in his sleep, to make him stay asleep for longer, but my mother said that it might wake him up.

Also, some kind of little green men were involved, but I can't remember how.

Last night I dreamed that I was out walking, then I fell, waking me up. I got back to sleep, and the same thing happened.This happened three or four times, very disturbing.

I also have a dream where I'm blind. And sometimes my dreams come true (conversations etc. among my friends), giving me deja vu's all the time. I rarely remember where I've seen it happen before, but from time to time I remember that it's from a dream. Very strange,.

I dream often about Zombies or my ex-girlfriend. The ex I can explain somewhat, but Zombies is just wierd. I enjoy those dreams, but its like a mini adventure - I try to escape, they come after me. I always remeber those dreams.

I frequently dream to have acrophobia, but when I'm awake I got no problems with heights.

Last night:

Dreamt I was invited to an "Illegal Underground Cook-Off". Myself and a group of friends were for some reason all hotshot young chefs who had been invited to this strange Illegal Party in the basement kitchens of a huge abandoned hotel. We arrived and chefs congregated in groups around their designated cooking areas. We were assigned our own and told in no uncertain terms, the first rule, by a crazy middle-aged italian chef : "No music allowed, whatsoever. It distracts us from acheiving greatness!"

There was nothing but chefs, cooking meals with ingredients that would get the person consuming them high somehow, though it was exactly clear what this meant.

Then it got busted by the cops, who for some reason all a wore baby blue pastry-chef uniforms. After that we escaped through a manintenance tunnel and onto the streets above. We wandered like refugees through the streets, people stoping to point and stare at us as we made our way to some unkown destination.

Thats all I remember. The things is, I'm not a chef and have never aspired to be one... wtf?

I'm at my house. Two people I know from my high school arrive, one a guy, the other a girl, but neither of which I know very well. They sit down on my couch, but I don't come down from my room to greet them. Instead, I stay in my room, somehow able to watch what they're watching on TV (there seems to be a huge screen making up part of the side of my room). What we're all watching is supposed to be a video made of me and my family maybe two years ago, but it doesn't exist in real life - it actually was (I think) a dream I've had before where I'm wearing... how to put it... kind of feminine clown-like clothes (no idea why) and I'm acting really goofy and crazy. However, when the movie ends and I come downstairs finally, I find the two of them perusing Mad magazines, as if they'd not just seen really weird footage of me.

There was probably more to my dream, or other dreams, but can't remember them.

I had a weird dream last night. I had woken up about 5 different times also. Anyway at the start I remember putting a tea kettle on the stove and letting the water boil then I think some other stuff happened but I don't remember. Anyway I found myself on my computer playing some kind of game but for some reason I was in the game itself and was wandering around fighting these weird things like the things from the old SNES game Zoop. Then I found myself on AIM talking to a friend and asked him to send me a file for the game and then it opened the main folder but it was the wrong one even though it was the right file but it was too small and so I told him to send me the main one but he started bitching that he has only 56k. (he really does and he does that all the time. :p) Then I found myself talking to Hulk Hogan which probably came from where I read a magazine with some interview with him in it. Then I found I was on my comptuer again but this time playing the game for real instead of being in it. Then I looked behind me at the stove and I said "Oh shit!" because the kettle's water was foaming and the kettle was half on the stove and half off. Then it fell to the ground and shattered and I woke up. I know there are more details but are kinda hard to explain.

I just remembered something else. I was talking to another friend on AIM and told him I can play this since we were both listening to some metal music by Rhapsody.

Want to try to explain my dreams to me, BackwoodsSquatches?

Had this one ages ago...

There is a man sitting in a prison cell, singing a song obout being in prison to the tune of ten green bottles. Suddenly, a woman and a small boy open his cell door. "Quick, come with us!" says the woman. They run toward an elevator, and step inside. The man goes over to the buttons and the woman says "We can't go up, that's where they are." The man pushes the button marked "S". They go down, and end up in a sewer. They walk along in semi-darkness for a while, and then the boy grabs a pipe lying on the ground, and hits a generator, electrocuting himself.The man and the woman jump back in fright, and the woman starts crying.

Then I woke up, and swore at my alarm clock for disturbing the most vivid dream I have had to date.

This seems to be a good explanation. I have a new job from october on and have to move 400 km away for it. It fits.


Cool.

Glad to help.

Seems Im on a roll here.

I had a weird dream last night. I had woken up about 5 different times also. Anyway at the start I remember putting a tea kettle on the stove and letting the water boil then I think some other stuff happened but I don't remember. Anyway I found myself on my computer playing some kind of game but for some reason I was in the game itself and was wandering around fighting these weird things like the things from the old SNES game Zoop.

Ok.
In your dream, you set a goal.
The goal was to make tea.


Then I found myself on AIM talking to a friend and asked him to send me a file for the game and then it opened the main folder but it was the wrong one even though it was the right file but it was too small and so I told him to send me the main one but he started bitching that he has only 56k. (he really does and he does that all the time. :p) Then I found myself talking to Hulk Hogan which probably came from where I read a magazine with some interview with him in it.

Nothing very mysterious here, the brain often remembers things like your buddy's 56k modem and reading Hogan interviews, from earlier in the day.


Then I found I was on my comptuer again but this time playing the game for real instead of being in it. Then I looked behind me at the stove and I said "Oh shit!" because the kettle's water was foaming and the kettle was half on the stove and half off. Then it fell to the ground and shattered and I woke up. I know there are more details but are kinda hard to explain.

Ok heres the good stuff.

You had set the goal of making tea, in your dream.
Later, you get distracted by the video games, when you are actually living the game, and not just playing it.

In other words, you got distracted, and failed in your goal.

The clincher is, that this dream is probably not saying you are playing too many video games, or spending too much time on the computer.
Its probably telling you that you are being lax in some way, that is not helping you acheive a certain goal.

How are your grades?


Want to try to explain my dreams to me, BackwoodsSquatches?

I'll try.

Im not a professional mind you, Ive just read a couple of books on the subject of dream interperetations.

Wow.

This one is really tough.


I can rarely remember the beginning of dreams; all I remember from last night is that Mormons were involved.
I do remember my extended family and I going into this large fellow's house for the night - he had grey curly hair, and the house was similar to my grandmother's house.

Houses can often represent people.
Especially, ones own self.


We all had dinner, and there was generalised randomness which I can't quite remember (as there ALWAYS is in my dreams).
Then two - I think they were servants - arrived. They were both young women, and some of their clothing was replaced with paint - so blue paint instead of shorts. Very weird.

Painted clothing.
Thinly veiled modesty?
Or some sort of lust, or strong emotion, represented by young, partially nude women?


Somehow the large guy got really drunk after a while, and one of the servants started asking him questions. He kept not replying, and she was getting more annoyed. She eventually insulted him, and he went crazy and threatened her and attempted to attack her. She hid, and he went upstairs and fell asleep.

I think the message is portrayed by the women.
They represent an issue, and by the nagging of the one, it seems an issue of some importance, since the women kept "pressing the issue"

The man, belligerently confronts the source of his annoyance, (or your annoyance, probably) and she is removed from the scene.
Then, you continue to placate the angry man, with more beer.



I decided to get him MORE drunk, by feeding him golden beer in his sleep, to make him stay asleep for longer, but my mother said that it might wake him up.

Im getting a "dont rock the boat" kinda thing from that line.
Like ...after the situation has set itself, the warning from your mother is your perceptions of her saying "dont make trouble".

So....lets do a recap:

Im guessing something is giving you some concern, and the way you may want to alleviate it, may be too extreme, like swatting flies with a hammer.
Or even, a bad idea.
This dream may have just been a "Woah...take it easy" kind of message from your sub-concious, or a "be really careful" kind of message.

Also, some kind of little green men were involved, but I can't remember how.

No clue.

Wow.

This one is really tough.

Houses can often represent people.
Especially, ones own self.

Painted clothing.
Thinly veiled modesty?
Or some sort of lust, or strong emotion, represented by young, partially nude women?

I think the message is portrayed by the women.
They represent an issue, and by the nagging of the one, it seems an issue of some importance, since the women kept "pressing the issue"

The man, belligerently confronts the source of his annoyance, (or your annoyance, probably) and she is removed from the scene.
Then, you continue to placate the angry man, with more beer.

Im getting a "dont rock the boat" kinda thing from that line.
Like ...after the situation has set itself, the warning from your mother is your perceptions of her saying "dont make trouble".

So....lets do a recap:

Im guessing something is giving you some concern, and the way you may want to alleviate it, may be too extreme, like swatting flies with a hammer.
Or even, a bad idea.
This dream may have just been a "Woah...take it easy" kind of message from your sub-concious, or a "be really careful" kind of message.

No clue. Really, this was actually NORMAL for one of my dreams. I recently had one that involved Irish friends of mine, an underground nuclear bunker in the middle of a war, and COCO POPS!
I can't think of anything I need to take easy at the moment… maybe it's just a crazy dream, telling me my mind is twisted.

Really, this was actually NORMAL for one of my dreams. I recently had one that involved Irish friends of mine, an underground nuclear bunker in the middle of a war, and COCO POPS!
I can't think of anything I need to take easy at the moment… maybe it's just a crazy dream, telling me my mind is twisted.


Twisted?

Maybe.

Eh...I dont claim to be good at this, either.

Twisted?

Maybe.

Eh...I dont claim to be good at this, either. Twisted certainly. They're always weird. I never get decent dreams - one dream I had to exact revenge on this gang in some kind of apocalyptic city, and I was going to crucify and burn them. The dream ended just before I could, as always. But at least I don't get erotic dreams thankfully. Some people do and some don't.

I wonder how much of us are, at least sometimes, aware that they are dreaming and can influence their dreams?

I have quite vivid dreams and can recall much of them quite clearly. Here are a two of them:

One of the strangest dreams I had:
I was chased by Freddy Krueger. During the dream I realised that I have to be dreaming (I realise it quite often). After having realised that, I thought that in my dreams I can do what I like and transformed my body into some kind of slime. I flew through the gully into the sewer system, drifted atop of the water and aproached Freddy from behind without him noticing me. When I was directly behind him I became solid again and tied him with a metal bar.


Funny, i relize im dreaming daily. Here is one from yesterday.


I am in new orleans, near St. Louis (The church) There are looters everywere, some with hammers, one was driving a Scud missile truck (?!) I walk into the church, and there is a giant monster thingy, that is eating the looters. Some are shooting him, others are punching and kicking. At this point i relized i was dreaming and walked outside. I hopped into a car, either an Eclipse or are Supra, and drive toward downtown. I see the superdome completely engulfed in fire, and children running around while burning. The nazi midgets were back again, but this time they were like midget-nazi umpa lumpas, as they were orange with green hair. I begin smacking them all over the place, one punch flinging them several hundred feet. I rip some of em in half, then i have 2 chain-guns. I shoot everything there, including civilians, and then i end up somehow in South africa. I walk up to some dude, and he says you are dreaming. I shoot him, he explodes, shooting red everywere. I walk toward the city, and then the whole place blows up, and i go flying across the atlantic ocean, and land in Niagara falls. I then got up, and woke up with my whole body numb and the feeling of falling, Lol.

Bump, bitches

:p I wonder how much of us are, at least sometimes, aware that they are dreaming and can influence their dreams?


Actually that reminds me of a dream I had once. Actually I'm surprised I forgot it since it had probably the funniest thing I ever dreamed

Anyway there were some people and i think somebody left forever then I was like I wouln't let that happen and I dreamed the whole scene over and the person stayed.

About the funny part, I had opened a door and the energizer bunny and a squirrel (I think it was Conkers) were smoking a joint. Funny thing about it is that I always made a joke about suicidal bunnies and kamekaze squirrels fighting and they were smoking a joint. The one true way to make peace. :p

Do we have any students of psychology here who could help me?
I really want help with the dream I posted at hthe beginning of this thread. It had been a recurring dream to which I have found no meaning. I had the dream again last night and I am very disturbed. I don't know why i keep having the same dream, always ending the same way, always making me wake confused and feeling very forlorn. If anyone could help I would much appreciate it.

Bump-of-the-day

I can add a dream which I repeadly had when I was between 3 and 6 years old.
I dreamed that I had to enter the attic of my grandparents house. When I was in the middel of it, I saw a light moving in a corner, which I identified as a ghost. Being greatly scared by this I fled the attic. After I left the attic several ghosts came out of their hiding. One ghost said to the others: "I wonder why he was so scared? He only saw the little morning ghost."

I ever thought this dream was quite stupid.

i dreamt that i was running from a racoon... but as I ran the racoon grew larger and only caught up with me

Oh we got a dream interpreter? I got a good one.

I'm standing over an operating table. I have a tray full of all the tools a doctor uses, but I don't know how to use them. The nurse says, "Come on Doctor, you need to get started."

I say, "I don't know what to do."

The anesthesiologist turns to me and says, "We're losing her Doctor. You better do something."

I scream back at him, "I don't know what to do damnit!"

He just turns and says, "Do something. Make a decision, or she checks out."

I look down and it's my new girlfriend. So I turn to the anesthesiologist and yell at him, "Damnit, I don't know what to do! Help me out!"

He says, "It's your call Doctor. Do what you think is right, and do it quickly."

I spend the rest of the dream staring at the tools, unsure which one to pick.