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Just wondering about dreams. I had one about a year ago and it just popped back into my mind.

Anyway, I was just wondering if anyone had any dreams which they find interesting or creepy or whatever and which they wouldn't mind sharing for the entertainment of others. Or maybe they're looking for an interpretation, or whatever.

No sexual fantasies, please.

My dream is as follows:

I began in a forest during the winter at night, with snow on the ground and a full moon. I walked a path through the forest that led to a modern, brick house. I went in to the house and suddenly saw a group of people, men and women, playing a variety of instruments (cymbals are prominent, possibly flutes and drums) and celebrating something. The house had a distinct violet or lavender light, and I knew it was a funeral for someone, possibly an older man or father figure. It was not sad, and the people were obviously celebrating the person's life; I actually felt happy as well, in a respectful way. Then, I went in to the room, presumably where the coffin or burial items would have been and saw a small, possibly cardboard box. I opened the box, and within were what appeared to be CDs or some kind of reflective disk. After this point, I became gradually overwhelmed with some kind of joy until I realized that it had something to do with some kind of personal discovery. Then, I woke up and it ended.

What does it mean?

Oops! I just realized I didn't share my dream. It's very strange.

A group of people come out of the woods into this field and walk across this rickety bridge. I'm with the group and I have my clarinet case for some reason. I drop it through a crack in the boards of the bridge. So I have to go to this leader. She's a white woman dressed all in black with black hair pulled up and one of those masks that cover your eyes only. She tells me to go get it. I go under the bridge and there are these great big iron doors. I open and walk into this cave lit from the cracks in the bridge above. My clarinet is sitting on a ledge about eye level in the cave. I get it and rejoin the group.

Then I'm at my high school, but it's not my high school: it's this huge complex. I'm in the cafeteria (which is where the drama classroom would be in reality). I'm standing and talking when this guy (an aquaitance from high school named Jon) come up behind me, puts his hands over my crotch, and says he wants to sleep with me. I spin around and slap him in the face. It turns into a fist fight.

The next day (of my dream) I leave the cafeteria and walk down the hallway toward the lobby. Jon is standing in the hallway and I pass him without looking. After I pass, I look over my shoulder and give him the look, like "You wanna?" I walk to this hallway (behind the gym in real life) and it's all filled with plants. He comes and tells me that we have to escape. So we run out the door and are captured by these guards.

We're put under some kind of house arrest and then released. We're then in the kitchen of the complex (which is really the auditorium) and they're making this salad for us to welcome us back into the life of the complex. The woman in black is there. Somehow I know the salads are poisoned, so I throw them in their faces and run out a back door from the kitchen with Jon.

We run out to the yard outside the building and I see this girl I know (but I don't know her in real life) who is named Leena. We tell her we're escaping and she joins us.

We run into the jungle surrounding the complex and are just inside the eaves of the jungle when I see my mother at the edge of this cliff. She tells us to go, because she can't go: she needs to stay. So we jump on this vine and ride down into the jungle as the guards are running after us.

Next thing I know, it's night in the forset. We're sitting in this small notch in a cliff face. The ground is red and the tree's are lavender with dark green leaves. There are blue glowing mushrooms giving light throughout the jungle. There's a tunnel with a metal ladder leading into it going down into the mountain, beneath us. There is a white haired man and another woman. We're sitting there and we here a sound. We "turn off" the mushroom and a guard comes up through the tunnel. Leena kills him and we take these bright red sticks (I don't know where they came from. They look like Yoda's cane) and push it into the back wall of our little cave. It opens up and we all crawl in.

And then I woke up. It's very weird.

Well in one dream I was taken hostage by turkish terrorists with hundreds of other tourists, in another I killed my brother at the Boston aquarium, in another I was at a hotel when gun shots broke out and then everybody was gone and it was really quiet..

Well, it went something like this...
I was walking down the bedroom walkway in my house. I don't quite remember, but I think it was lit... by one halogen light, since the other had burnt out (in RL). I went to the bathroom to take a shower, locked the door, turned on the lights, and one of the lights burnt out or something. Either way, it felt creepy, being in there... like there was something there that I couldn't see, like I was being watched. Then I woke up. It's all very strange.

in another I killed my brother at the Boston aquarium
...:(

I had an extremely bizarre dream the other day about having my left arm amputated. It didn't get amputated in my dream, it was already amputated and I dreamt about going through a normal day of school and work, just short one arm. Really strange.

I have a number of dreams that have similar elements. In these dreams I'm either in a house, abandoned city, or forest. I'm hunting a "thing" or trying to get away from this "thing". Sometimes I have others with me, but I'm often alone. I've always got an AK-47 and am wearing a military uniform. The uniform is sometimes woodland BDUs but sometimes a strange brown wool uniform. I was in Iraq for a year with the US Army and carried an AK-47 while on patrols for about 4 months, so that probably explains those parts. The common theme is that I always end up finding or being found by "it" and it won't die no matter how much I shoot it. I can never rememeber what the "thing" is when I wake up. After I try to kill it and realize it won't die and it's going to kill me I wake up.

Strange, no?

Well in one dream I was taken hostage by turkish terrorists with hundreds of other tourists, in another I killed my brother at the Boston aquarium, in another I was at a hotel when gun shots broke out and then everybody was gone and it was really quiet..I frequently try to off my step-sister in my dreams. Something unresolved there.
I dreamed a lesbiam vampire with stainless steel teeth tried to bite me. And if we're not supposed to go above an R rating, that's about as much as I can say.

...:(

Oh it was so cool!

We drove you up to the aquarium, tied weights to your feet, then threw you into the shark tank.

cool thread.

i have had a recurring dream where i am mauled by a mountain lion,over a misstep.
i have had the dream so much,i actually know i am going to misstep and slide into the cat,so i try to force myself to go the other way...and wake my self up(usually on the floor..lol)
i posted it like a year ago...kinda cool way to go though..it is beyond vivid and real..i even get reminded of smells from the dream when i am up the mountains.
never smelled in my dreams before....but now...the smell of campfire reminds me and sends chills down my spine when i am in the woods.

i actually am starting to like the dream and am subconsciously trying to not resist it.

it is set in a pretty rockwellian setting...and i do love the outdoors,so i am getting to the point were i am willing to sucumb to the dream/reality

Freud says you all want to bang your mothers.

:P

Oh it was so cool!

We drove you up to the aquarium, tied weights to your feet, then threw you into the shark tank.

Were they nice sharks?

i had a dream last night in which i was in central new york in a hotel. i'm from melbourne australia, though. myself and two others, one of which i knew, were taken to a camp. it looked like australia. there was a large oval of grass which we had to lay in and i think everyone designed an obstacle course/race which the others had to go through. whoever did it in the fastest time, i guess, won. there was a guy there who said "remember the guy that year who bought a cow and he won because the others had to chase the cow. well i bought a cow too" except... it was a horse. he got on it and rode around. he kept riding it up trees somehow. he then jumped over us with the horse, rode it up a tree, across its branch and jumped off. the horse broke its legs and i was upset and asked to leave. so they were driving me home, for some reason through colorado, whereever that is, then i magically became a man and i was on a bicycle. then it was night and i was in new york and i didn't know where i was going.

the end.

...

Were they nice sharks?

I went back to look for you, and you were gone..

Fancy that.

I went back to look for you, and you were gone..

Fancy that.
:(

:(

Yeah, I was sad too.

*giggles*

Yeah, I was sad too.

*giggles*

*sniffles*


I'M TELLING MOM!

*sniffles*


I'M TELLING MOM!

Oh boohoo!

Oh boohoo!

WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH


see if I ever get you booze again, punk.

WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH


see if I ever get you booze again, punk.

:sniper: :upyours:

U R SO NOT KEWLL!

:gundge: :headbang:

EDIT: Oh, I just remembered, you're shark bait! HAHAHAHAH!

:sniper: :upyours:

U R SO NOT KEWLL!

:gundge: :headbang:

EDIT: Oh, I just remembered, you're shark bait! HAHAHAHAH!

:(

:(

That, and you're in Boston. :p

Currently I'm doing my HSC.

A couple of nights ago, I had a dream where I watched two people mark my creative writing response for my English Advanced paper.

Those people were my school's English co-ordinator and...wait for it... Vin Diesel.

The bastards gave me a 9/15. I woke up with an urge to trach down and kill Diesel.

The only reacurring dream I have involves a Jurassic Park like scenario with me, and maybe others running arround somewhere with dinosaurs. That is the only real constant between version, they can be pretty weird.

Before an A-level history exam last year I had a dream as follows

1. I arrive at the exam hall but there's no-one there.
2. I sit down at the desk and then disco music starts, then first the invigilators, and then the rest of the students come in dancing 80s-style.
3. We get told to start the paper, I turn over and its written in Chinese
4. When asked what we're meant to do the invigilator shouts at us that we must do the paper anyway. The invigilator's voice sounds EXACTLY like the guy off the Cillit Bang adverts
5. The exam randomly ends.
6. "God save the Queen" starts playing over the tannoys
7. The Queen arrives through a side-door and makes a speech from the hall stage
8. At the end of the speech the Queen says "Right, i've got some colonial ass to kick". Queeny gets into a WW2-style aeroplane and takes off from the school field.

Now THAT was an odd one

Most of my dreams are of a rather... sexual nature :) I don't think I'll post them here, sorry.

The last dream I can completely remember was a sex dream that involved me not getting laid. Which is sadly typical of them.

Here's a quick run-down of my rather odd dreams:
- sailing across a lake of milk in a bathtub
- chased by evil Scientologists
- driving a car with friends (this is odd, considering we're 14 :p )
- being the Master Chief; I had to rescue some girl, who was playing an N64 in an apartment. For some reason I threw her out the window.
- pretending to drive a car (we were just walking, but walking bent over and pretending to use a steering wheel) with a friend, who somehow gained the ability to speak German

8. At the end of the speech the Queen says "Right, i've got some colonial ass to kick". Queeny gets into a WW2-style aeroplane and takes off from the school field.

Now THAT was an odd one


Coolest. Monarch. Ever.

I'm standing and talking when this guy (an aquaitance from high school named Jon) come up behind me, puts his hands over my crotch, and says he wants to sleep with me. I spin around and slap him in the face. It turns into a fist fight.

The next day (of my dream) I leave the cafeteria and walk down the hallway toward the lobby. Jon is standing in the hallway and I pass him without looking. After I pass, I look over my shoulder and give him the look, like "You wanna?" I thought you said no sexual fantasies. <giggle>

I had one dream a while ago that was kind of weird and really awesome.

I was in my house and I heard my parents talking (and apparently my uncle was there, too.) about how they thought they had seen a dark shadowy figure on the porch. So, they had me go into my brothers' room, and I went to sleep on a bed with a canopy. They protected the door, but then the shadow came and got into the room anyway. He covered my mouth with his hand and I fainted, since it smelled like death.

Then he carried me out of the house through the porch, somehow avoiding detection, and when I regained consciousness I was in the Phantom of the Opera's house in the original novel, since, or course, the shadow was him. He taught me how to be a ventriloquist and took me to see an opera, and, two years later, we got married and then we lived happily ever after.:)

Then I'm at my high school, but it's not my high school: it's this huge complex. I'm in the cafeteria (which is where the drama classroom would be in reality). I'm standing and talking when this guy (an aquaitance from high school named Jon) come up behind me, puts his hands over my crotch, and says he wants to sleep with me. I spin around and slap him in the face. It turns into a fist fight.
Are you a closet gay or do you think a lot about homosexuals/homosexuality?

last night I had a dream that God spoke to me. it was weird.

2 days ago, I had a dream that I was a guitarist in the band U2, but I didn't know a single song. So I went on stage and tried to copy the EDGE, but failed and got laughed at by the whole huge festival audience. It was so embaressing.

Afterwards there was this strange meeting in a barnyard where everyone was sitting on a gate inside it. They were discussing weather I should be kicked out of the band so for some reason I tried to run away using a tractor.

I thought you said no sexual fantasies. <giggle>

Well, it didn't go any further, so...

Well, it didn't go any further, so...

How would you know how far his dream went? :confused:

Are you a closet gay or do you think a lot about homosexuals/homosexuality?

I had the dream when I was a homosexual. See Pentecostal/gay = hell thread for that debate.

How would you know how far his dream went? :confused:

He was talking about my dream.

Killer instinct Actor
Kate Beckinsale
Adolf Hitler
Sperm
guns
A Coffe maker
All in one dream.:eek:

Well, I had one weird dream where there president(?) of China was at his home, one that seemed to resemble Hitlers holiday home, and he got ousted and a whole bunch of people came and went being president (?) and eventually, someone who I used to be great friends with who now I have a probably ebil relationship with, well, her sister became president(?) of China.

And I was just sitting there watching all this.

last night I had a dream that God spoke to me. it was weird.

What did he say?




The only dream I really remember is when I was being chased through the forest by a two headed llama(as in it had two front halves back to back). And for some reason I was wearing stereotypical safari gear.

What did he say?
that there is a lot of hate in the world, that we (as humans) really don't "get it"..... He said lots of stuff.

I think I might be delusional. :)

that there is a lot of hate in the world, that we (as humans) really don't "get it"..... He said lots of stuff.

I think I might be delusional. :)

As long as he doesn't start telling you that you are the Angel of Death or that fire is the cleanser it should all be good.

Mine never seen to make as much sence as most of yours do. I had one where I was running and hiding from the tripods in War of the Worlds (the not the film ones but the ones from Jeff Waynes War of the worlds) and I found a box and hid in it. it then seemed to grow a gun and I started to shoot and kill the tripods.

The best one though I find are the ones in which I have a girlfriend, while they never go as far as the sex part they are the best. Though I do usually wake up depressed because of them.

As long as he doesn't start telling you that you are the Angel of Death or that fire is the cleanser it should all be good.

no, it was pretty much stuff I had already suspected, I am pretty sure it's some type of subconcious thing you know?

no, it was pretty much stuff I had already suspected, I am pretty sure it's some type of subconcious thing you know?

You're telling yourself all that stuff and in your head you sound like God?



Sweet, Smunkee is God. That explains so much.

You're telling yourself all that stuff and in your head you sound like God?



Sweet, Smunkee is God. That explains so much.

I don't know, I mean I was pretty tired....maybe my mind just screwed up all the stuff I was thinking about?

I don't understand why God would come speak to me to tell me things I already know....I mean isn't He busy with other stuff?

I don't understand why God would come speak to me to tell me things I already know....I mean isn't He busy with other stuff?

Not since he got his early order of Windows Vista in... it's all automated now.

So - he's back doing house calls.

Not since he got his early order of Windows Vista in... it's all automated now.

So - he's back doing house calls.

oh, well, if He uses windows....am I bad for being a linux girl?


anywho, interesting dream, if not completely freaky.

I don't know, I mean I was pretty tired....maybe my mind just screwed up all the stuff I was thinking about?

I don't understand why God would come speak to me to tell me things I already know....I mean isn't He busy with other stuff?

Pfft, why would being busy stop an omnipotent being from doing anything?

Pfft, why would being busy stop an omnipotent being from doing anything?

ah, but if He is all knowing then He would already know that I knew the stuff that He said I should know....so, why would He waste his time to come tell me?


btw, can God waste time?!

:confused:

ah, but if He is all knowing then He would already know that I knew the stuff that He said I should know....so, why would He waste his time to come tell me?


btw, can God waste time?!

:confused:

My brain is starting to leak. :confused: