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Originally Posted by Pensive
I had a dream last night I was in a book store and there were people camping out to get the 7th Harry Potter book. Which definitely isn't too far from the truth. I'm not even into Harry Potter! I just keeping seeing it everywhere. TV, internet...
I never dream. Weird. I do tend to have very poetic nightmares thought.....
When I have computer problems or a program I need to learn/deal with....this is weird...I dream in code....until the problem's solved....like a cyber Sherlock Holmes mystery...LOL! Kinda fun actually...
I had the weirdest dream the night before last,,,, I dreamt that I woke up late at night as for some reason ran down the street with just a shirt on and at the end of my street stood Mikhail Baryshinikov!!! It was an odd one...:blush:
Yes, I know it's weird but I think probably it has got something to do with sixth sense or something like that... Perhaps I sensed them or perhaps it was a coincidence... There are a lot of lizards found where I live, and I have always been horrified of them...Quote:
Originally Posted by Lily Adams
Hahahaha. Again, that is so weird.
I don't remember my dreams much, (Maybe because I hardly get enough sleep?) but maybe I'll remember my dream that I might have in a couple hours. *yawn* Off to bed...
I had this dream last night (Yay, I remember!) where people were trying to drown me and if I was to live I had to answer a math problem. It was, "What is the average of 63 and 33?" Luckily I had my calculator watch, (and it was working, which doesn't make sense becuase I was in the water) which I guess I didn't really need for that simple of a problem. But someone was trying to tirck me by saying I had to divide by 12 instead of 2. :lol:
Whoever it was was also trying to drown Tor Johnson, (Grah! Too many Ed Wood movies!) and my friend. I think. They were drowning a whole slew of people.
That is one weird dream. :lol:
I dreamt Darth Vadar was looking for me and I was trying to avoid him, then I realized I could be invisible. I was worried that he would be able to see me anyways, you know that whole force thing but he couldn't.
The last dream I can remember was a few days ago. I dreamt that there was this terribly cold weather with LOTS of snow!!! Kind of like it used to be around here. Then I realized when I woke up that I had my fan on, and I was kind of cold from that. So, I don't know if that helped me to get those thoughts into my head at all!
A dream I've always liked was when a friend of a brother of mine dreamt about Ken Burns' Civil War. This happened when it was first shown on TV. He dreamt that all of the battle names were coming towards him (kind of like the credits for "Superman"). While that was happening, in the backgraound there were sounds of cannons and the battles were taking place at the same time. Dramatic!
I think one of the most curious things about dreams is how they evoke such powerful emotions over the oddest set of circumstances. When I was a child I remember having a dream about a long friendship I had with a sad circus clown. I remember him sitting me down at the end of the dream telling me that he would have to leave town soon and would never see me again. I awoke with the deepest sense of loss and regret over that--ah, clown. I also remember having a dream in which I awoke one morning to find that my mother had turned into Aunt Jemima. I pointed this out to her and she went to look at herself in the mirror. When she returned there was a frightening look of dread on her face with the realization that the whole Universe had seemed to suddenly go askew. Then I woke up with a startling sense of fear. I was afraid of Aunt Jemima.
Last night I dreamt of someone getting married from litnet. I don't remember the details, just that the person was someone from litnet and that both of them were from different countries. :D
See this is what happens when one is on litnet all the time, it's there in the dreams too :rolleyes: :D
The night before last I had a dream I met Andy Warhol except he looked like Wes Anderson wearing blue sunglasses.
And then last night I had a dream my friend and I were running around beating up zombies in a video-game like fashion. They took over the Earth, so I don't see why we didn't submit. I mean, I think it'd be pretty cool to be a zombie. Just in time for Halloween, though, huh? :p
I actually had my first litnet dream. the problem is that I couldn't post about it when it happened and now I have completely forgotten who it was about - all I remember is that I finally did have a dream about lit net. I guess that means that it has become a major part of my life. hmmm.....
I had a dream a few nights ago. For some reason somebody lead me onto an enclosed porched and tied me to a chair. Thoe porch had a tiled floor and part of it was caved in and there was a drain close to the cave in. Then a lrge black rat ran across the porch, then the rat climbed up the chair and was smelling me and I woke up.
Lately I have been having these horrible disturbed dreams. Nothing really happens in them except that I seem to move from one horrible situation to another. In the dreams I find myself with a face rash. One night, I had red peeling blisters all over my face and was trying to function as normal, but people kept asking me what was wrong with my face. And last night, my face was covered in some kind of red freckeled rash. And then I would just find myself in bad places, or doing things I hate or nothing would go right and I woke up both days with this overall bad feeling.
I captured a jinn[ in a bottle but then somebody opened that bottle and the jinn vanished away.
I haven't had any dreams (that I can remember) for a long time :( I like dreams. why can't I remember any? :bawling:
I was in the same situation. Now, everytime I wake up I usually try (almost effortlessly) to fall back asleep for a half an hour or so. I usually have a short dream in those thirty minutes or resume the dream that I just woke up from. I usually remember it after that.Quote:
Originally Posted by SleepyWitch
I'm currently enrolled in a psychology class. We are now studying sleep and dreams which is very enlightening and, despite the teacher, interesting. I learned that we could have up to five dreams a night! I think most (80%) dreams take place in REM (rapid eye movement) sleep. Two nights ago I could have swore I had two dreams, but I could only remember one.
The most vivid dreams that I can recall are all nightmares, unfortunately. Or they are sad, such as the dread I had last night. My cat died in my dream (or nightmare, rather).
Last night I dreamed I was at some place like a mall/resort type place and I parked my car in somebodies dining room. They were slightly upset with me but i apologized profusely and they seemed ok with it. Then I was packing up to leave the owners of the dining room were helping me and we were all buddies. Then all of the sudden I got a phone call from a guy at work saying he didn't have coverage for the following day and that I should call _________, which is the screen name of a person on another website where I hang out.
Does anyone know what running in a dream means?
thanks Dori :) I usually spend half an hour lazying around in bed between the time I wake up and get up. but I don't normally manage to go back to sleep, I'll just doze a bit.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dori
oh my, I had my first litnet dream the other night.
I dreamt I was taking a walk with Countess! there was a river with funny rocks at its bank. they were greyish purple with glittery pink, green and yellow lines and Countess wanted to have a piece of those rocks, but they were made from styrofoam. then she talked very enthusiastically about Byron and her recent poem about him, which I have read but not commented on :blush: a unicorn jumped across the river and I felt kinda guilty for not commenting :)
Sleepy, what a great dream, and in color! Finally we have met, and over psychedelic river rocks no less. (-: I suppose those rocks are my words, which appear all shiny and pretty on the surface, but are really worthless nuggets that disintigrate in the eternal river, and the unicorn represents my hope of ever becoming a real writer. You really don't have a high opinion of me, do you? :lol:
But I jest.
The dream is about you, and I represent something in your psyche much like the rocks and unicorn (probably your insanity, lol). Seriously, you're the only one who can decipher meaning - is it the peace of your imagination, the insubstantial ether of capricious fantasy? The colored rocks, the unicorn - they all sound wonderfully romantic.
Or did you drink laudenum before bed again?
PS: Don't feel bad; no one has commented on that poem because (I suspect) no one understands it. But it makes perfectly good sense to me - then again, insane people usually understand their insanity.
Okay, now you shall all know how mad I really am.
Last night I dreamed I met Anthony Hopkins on this massive ship, and we were all there to watch this huge, giant white shark (the size of "the white whale" in Moby Dick) which had been discovered (and captured) in the region.
Somehow the shark broke out of his holding tank, and swam back and forth, using his tail fin to slice off parts of the ship so as to eat the people. Anthony became my protector and lover, and led me to the safest places (which was, really anyone's guess, because the shark had his own mind). When the last of the ship was sinking we managed to jump to another ship, and then another.
Soon the ships became fields of land and we ran (others were running too). I kept thinking "what's it going to do, grow legs and run after us?" But there were waterways parallel to the land, and the shark followed us. It mutated or something, and came after us, but we hid.
Then my son woke me up.
This is my nightly theme: a storyline of being chased by something threatening to consume me (usually it's demons). The night I stop running and surrender, is the night I suspect I'll die.
seriously? I dreamt about Anthony Hopkins, too, the night before last...:lol: a very old Anthony Hopkins with a big potbelly, not the younger one from Silence of the LambsQuote:
Originally Posted by Countess
Two quick thoughts about Dreams in general.
1. The Freudian notion that dreams represent suppressed
sexual desires has largely been discounted. The Jungian idea about archetypes still has followers, but that type of
dream interpretation isn't as trendy as it once was.
2. The news stories I've been seeing lately about dreams all seem to point to the theory that dreaming is a way for the brain to "keep house," or perhaps process information,
much like a PC does when it's in its "sleep" mode. I first read about that idea way back in the late 70s, early 80s in an article in Psychology Today. In that article, Sir Francis Crick (half of the Nobel-prize-winning duo who first came up with a model for the DNA molecule) believed that dreams are ways for us to form memories and maintain information. By the bye, one of the DNA team was also in recent news for making an inflammatory, insensitive remark about ethnicity. (I'm not sure which one it was, Watson or Crick. But either way, it doesn't necessarily mean that the DNA or the dream research is therefore invalid.)
You didn't post it here! :bawling: :bawling:Quote:
Originally Posted by SleepyWitch
oops, sorry Pensy, for some reason I thought the two threads were merged.. which they weren't of course
I think I have a cold so I took some Nyquil last night AND I just finished Good Omens which may account for part of this dream.
So I dreamed I was a demon but it wasn't so bad because all I was doing was floating around and sort of teleporting to different people sometimes holding a tray of food. I was worried about being a demon but reasoned it wasn't so bad because I was human too and I really wasn't a demon. Then I was in an airport and was told I had to go into this shop to buy something (it was either a toy store or a candy shop) but once we got to our destination I could return it because I only needed it to get to the plane. Then my best friend and I were waitresses and she was holding a tray really high in the air and grabbed a full pitcher of water of a table, I took the water pitcher and handed it to another waitress and turned around and my best friend had the water again. It was so funny cause she was on her tippy toes holding up the tray....
www.dreammoods.com says:Quote:
Originally Posted by Niamh
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Running
To dream that you are running away from someone, indicates an issue that you are trying to avoid. You are not taking or accepting responsibility for your actions. In particular, if you are running from an attacker or any danger, then it suggests that you are not facing and confronting your fears.
To dream that you are trying to run but cannot make your feet move as fast as you want them to, signifies lack of self-esteem and self-confidence. It may also reflect your actual state of REM paralysis while in the dream state.
To dream that you are running alone, signifies that you will advance to a higher position and surpass your friends in the race for wealth. Alternatively, you may be running from some situation or from temptation.
To dream that you are running with others, signifies festive and prosperous times.
My dreams are complicated cause I always have alot on my mind or have watched a movie before I want to bed. I mainly dream about adventures I can go on and the characters I have created. I had dreams about Vampires, Dragons, Fairies, End of the world type scenes and so on. I think my favorite will always be the one were I was in another world were it was dying and it was very surreal (like the art style), it reminded me a lot of Dali. Anyway I was saving them from a life of death and in the end it worked out. It was interesting because the characters were easily seen and I can hear them well. In normal dreams they sound like whispers but in this dream it was more realistic.
Sometimes I dream that I am shopping or working but I always try to bring element of interest into the dream like I own the shop or a monster is coming to get everyone. Something silly.
hey thanks dori!
I had a nightmare yesterday morning that took me two hours to come out of, wake up from or realize it wasn't real. It was so awful; I've never cried because of a dream but yesterday I did.
If anyone played the game My Sims for the Wii or for DS then you understand what I dreamed last night. I had a dream a long the lines of My Sims were I was wondering around towns and going on the fast speed boat to the entertainment zone. It was at first game like but it did manage to become realistic. I played with it and it was fun.
I had a bad dream (not a nightmare; something worse), and I tried to wake up, as anyone would. Then I dreamt that my eyes opened and my soul/spirit/whatever was floating above my body and then it fell inside my body. Then I really woke up. I was paralyzed with fear when I was floating above myself in my dream, but now that I think about it, I think that was the best dream I ever had.
A few days ago I dreamt of a house, not mine, a house I have never seen before. The balcony had no railing, it was very little and bare and it looked dangerous to stand on it, whereas the bathroom was terrific...it was bright, clean,technological, so large, the WC looked like a seesaw and I remember I felt very comfortable and serene while I was there (actually, the bathroom is the place of a house I prefer...)
If it was worse than a nightmare, it was a sleep terror (according to my psychology textbook).Quote:
Originally Posted by crazefest456
I had a dream that I was at the school library doing research on Russian history. :D
I've had dreams like that, that you think are really bad but somehow are good. The one I described in the post above, however, wasn't. I suppose it might be a sleep terror- I don't usually have nightmares, but this one I couldn't come out of for a couple hours (after I was awake I still thought it was real) and it made me cry and shook me up terribly, even though I eventually realized it wasn't real.Quote:
Originally Posted by crazefest456
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Originally Posted by Dori
Dori, I researched a bit on sleep terror(with not too much of a reliable source-- Wiki :) )Quote:
Originally Posted by NikolaiI
Nikolai, your dream might be more like a night terror/sleep paralysis than mine (possibly a lucid dream combined with a false awakening) with more intensity, I'm sure. Doesn't it feel like you can't stop thinking about it for weeks? But I had something similar to your dream when I was 5 or 6:
I had a dream that my parents got divorced and that my mom remarried, and I was crying in the wedding. It took me a long time to wake up because I kept crying , and incidentally, my grandma was in the room so she kept praying in front of me so that I feel better and that I wake up eventually. When I woke up, I started calming down after a long while. My grandma didn't tell anyone of this; even till she died.
i lucid dream. i killed my family because there would be no consequences. beat that. its done. thread ended