Your Dreams

Does anyone else ever have dreams where you get so mad in the dream that you are still angry when you wake up?

The other night I dreamt that I was staying in a hotel and was awoken by someone else's alarm clock beeping. I got out of bed and started walking down the hall to try to find the culprit's room. The volume of the beeping never changed, so I could not figure out where it was coming from. I began kicking down every door in the hallway, looking for the alarm clock, but I couldn't find it. When I woke up, I was still fightin' mad. It took me a few minutes to realize what was going on and calm myself back down.

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Originally Posted by emily655321

This was an old thread too, but I love talking about dreams, so nyah. If you have a new dream, or an old one to talk about, or just something in general about your dreaming habits, this is the place to put it.

I will go for a long time without having a memorable dream, then a week or two straight of like two a night, then none again for months. I can usually recognize where all the things in the dream came from, in my waking life. I don't think I've had too many good ones... maybe two or three in my lifetime. Or at least those aren't the ones I remember. Or maybe it just says something about my life. :rolleyes:

When I was little I had falling dreams a lot. Even non-falling dreams ended with me waking up to that falling-jolt. Also when I would start drifting off to sleep, all of a sudden I'd feel like someone shook the edge of my mattress. One time I thought I still had my eyes open, looking at the light of the open door, and all of a sudden there was this bald, androgenous, calm figure in the doorway. It walked silently over, sat on the edge of my bed, and looked into my face. Then I woke up and realized I had fallen asleep.

Most of my dreams are either overtly scary, or just pervaded by a strong sense of dread and weirdness. Only a couple of times, in recent years, have I actually woken up because of them. When I was little it was all mummies and corpses and skeletons -- the first dream I ever remembered was when I was two, and a skeleton was chasing my mother and me around in the library, and I tried to save her, and it bit my arm and latched on there. In recent years I've written whole books and symphonies, only to wake to realize that they were the lamest nursery-rhymey things ever. :p

Okay, so obviously I have a lot to say. :D As always. But I'll shut up for now. I want to hear about everyone else's.

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I have amazing dreams, and I can not synchronize it with reality.

Some days back I had an internet-related dream in which I found myself instant-messaging with a contact (a lit-net member) and I got really angry at that person which resulted in me using some really offensive terms. So maybe it's better not to disclose who that person was. :p

Last night I dreamt (I think it was a dream) that a being (it was human form but not exactly there, like an opaque cloudy form) came into my room and sat on my chest and pinned my arms down. I could barely make my arms move to push the being off but I tried really hard and was able to start pushing once my hands were able to move I could squeeze the being and that seemed to make it weak until it final got small and flew out the door.

So, there was some old acquaintance who had a child, a small son of about four or five years old. He was talking to his friend near a car a bit further and I was watching the child. He took a match from some edge and started playing with it on some newspaper.
"Er, does your father allow you to play with this?" I asked and took the match away.
Then he took a lighter from his pocket and I reckoned that if he has a lighter, his father probably gave it to him which means that that the father is okay with his son playing with fire and it is okay for him to play with it. So I watched as he set the newspaper on fire.
Then I suddenly saw how the leaves of the apple-trees in my back yard started to burn away. They didn't burn with a flame, but like some kind of paper sometimes burns - a hot edge starts crawling over the paper leaving everything it passes into ash.
Then I realised that this cannot be real and it must be a dream and I woke up. Well, at least it seemed to me I woke up.
Now, I am not certain what happened in the next dream level since that dream took place quite a long time ago, anyhow, in that level of the dream I met someone, I think it was some girl and then I understood that firstly, this level was also a dream, and secondly, and more importantly, that I was chasing someone over the levels of the dreams. Then, of course I woke to the next level before I could capture the girl who was the incarnation of the hunted person in that level.
In the next level I managed to see the person quite early on and me and my friends gave chase to him/her. It took quite a long time but we were still following him/her although we didn't catch him/her.
So, we reached a place where the trail went up and where we had to vlimb up the ladder. The girls went up first. Me and G. were supposed to follow them. The ladder was quite weak so only one person at a time used it.
When the girls were up and I started to climb up, G said:"Taliesin." Just that, nothing more.
I turned my head. And understood. He stood there, with his big puppy eyes, looked at me with a small grin and then I knew - it was him. He was the person we had been hunting, the incarnation of the creature.
Then I woke up. For good.
I still felt weird through the whole following day.

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Originally Posted by Taliesin

So, there was some old acquaintance who had a child, a small son of about four or five years old. He was talking to his friend near a car a bit further and I was watching the child. He took a match from some edge and started playing with it on some newspaper.
"Er, does your father allow you to play with this?" I asked and took the match away.
Then he took a lighter from his pocket and I reckoned that if he has a lighter, his father probably gave it to him which means that that the father is okay with his son playing with fire and it is okay for him to play with it. So I watched as he set the newspaper on fire.
Then I suddenly saw how the leaves of the apple-trees in my back yard started to burn away. They didn't burn with a flame, but like some kind of paper sometimes burns - a hot edge starts crawling over the paper leaving everything it passes into ash.
Then I realised that this cannot be real and it must be a dream and I woke up. Well, at least it seemed to me I woke up.
Now, I am not certain what happened in the next dream level since that dream took place quite a long time ago, anyhow, in that level of the dream I met someone, I think it was some girl and then I understood that firstly, this level was also a dream, and secondly, and more importantly, that I was chasing someone over the levels of the dreams. Then, of course I woke to the next level before I could capture the girl who was the incarnation of the hunted person in that level.
In the next level I managed to see the person quite early on and me and my friends gave chase to him/her. It took quite a long time but we were still following him/her although we didn't catch him/her.
So, we reached a place where the trail went up and where we had to vlimb up the ladder. The girls went up first. Me and G. were supposed to follow them. The ladder was quite weak so only one person at a time used it.
When the girls were up and I started to climb up, G said:"Taliesin." Just that, nothing more.
I turned my head. And understood. He stood there, with his big puppy eyes, looked at me with a small grin and then I knew - it was him. He was the person we had been hunting, the incarnation of the creature.
Then I woke up. For good.
I still felt weird through the whole following day.

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Wow Tal! Pretty complex but one can refer these to be very 'symbolic' especially if she/he happens to be the reader of this unit in magazine in which they recommend meanings for dreams (not that I believe in them of course but still it's fun for e.g. there was this dream in which a girl said she had lice in her hair and she was told that there was a parasite in her home:p). :p Hmmmm let's say what that guy would say now.....hmmm maybe something positive....like 'G' is what you are looking for and finally your search for a marriage partner is over. Looking at that 'one more' stair reference, you have maybe won his heart too or something and all is well and good for you. Damn it they mostly seem to associate the meanings of dreams with marriage partners in the magazine. Don't know why though. :p

Was just acting the magazine guru part.

*edit to add*

What might the magazine guru say about my dream I wonder....but it happens to be pretty boring actually and brief too. I was examining a book that a lizard fell out of it and I shrieked. That's it.

I dreamed of Zombies again. I was in the neighborhood that I grew up in and it was nightime. There were three of us but i don't know who the other two were. We were walking down an alley and decide to break into the neighbors house and it was immaculate - just like I always thought it would be then my mom called she was driving to some event and I told her to be careful. Next it cuts to a shoe store/dress shop where me and another group were picking out bridesmaids dresses. The mother and aunt of the bride were there and kind of directing what we were going to get. Kwame Kilpatrick (the embattles mayor of Detroit) and some semi famous football couch were also in the dress shop, they were sitting at a bar? in the middle of the shop, they were worried about the zombies and if the football game was still going to take place.


(I just checked - first mention of zombies in my dreams was in 2004)

I had two very vivid dreams last night. In one of them, I was at a friends house, showing him a short story I had just recently finished. We ended up getting into a very heated argument because he told me that he didn't like the story because I had used to many pronouns..(I know, don't ask me).

My second dream emotionally moved me, especially upon awakening.
It was very distorted. I was driving down a road, but the road was full of buildings and stores that you had to drive through to get to your destination. In one of them, I noticed this girl that I had english with in 11th grade. She was standing with her boyfriend, and I stopped and talked to her. From their we ended up on a bus, driving down the road, and once again stopped at a gas station. We went inside and their were sofas, and chairs everywhere. Her boyfriend dissappeared somewhere in the middle of this, and she sat next to me, putting her arm around me and kissed me on the cheek.
I'm sure that their are details that i'm leaving out.
Every few months I'll have a dream about this girl, and it's odd because I wasn't even friends with her. I talked to her every now and then, but nothing more. I had no concious 'crush' on her, or anything to that nature. I'm friends with her online, but never talk to her. I wish I knew something about dream analysis, or why I would be having these dreams about a girl I haven't seen in almost three years.

my dream...to be a time traveller...~let me back to those scenes of my precious memories~

I dreamt I was walking with my brother on some road. We were reading that a couple miles away was the spot where bonnie and clyde were gunned down but then someone said we were in illinois. Then we came to a familiar bar. We went inside and the brothers girlfriend was there. The bar had these machines, kinda like jet packs where you put them on and could fly around a bit except it wasn't a jet pack more like a small box with vents and two antenae that you strap to your back. The girlfriend and I signed up for the packs and off I went it, it wasn't like flying but more like very giant leaps - above trees for a couple hundred feet. The girlfriend was afraid to try (she looked like farrah fawcett) then we were back in the bar. Brother was mad about something and stormed out so I followed. He was yelling about not wanting to do his job and I asked him what he wanted to be and he said an engineer. I asked him why doesn't he go back to school he replied i don't want to go to school. We were walking up to our parents house and there was a junk yard next door. My brother (who looked like jeff foxworthy) hopped in an old green pickup truck with his friend, not the girlfriend and stoled it. I went into my parents house and it was a cross between a hobbit house and the keebler elf treehouse. I walk in and my parents are yelling at me to call my husband and kids because they're worried. I don't want to because I have to tell my husband I'm leaving him. I walk in my room and one of those jet packs is sitting on a chair and I blame my brother for stealing it. I get ready to make the call and look under the door and see my my mom standing there easdropping.

Weird.

Last Night: I dreamt that I was entered into a 5k afterwards there was a party at a downtown bar near the finish line. I decided not to go because I was still in my running outfit. It's a good thing I didn't go because everyone else changed into real clothes. Then I was at a John Mayer concert, it was at a small auditorium which was only 3/4 full. We could smell illegal substances. Then we were driving home at a light I pull up to my coworkers and a contractor (they were in the same truck). They had all the windows open and could barely keep their eyes open because of the illegal substances from the concert. I asked them if they were serious? The people in my truck and I were all perfectly fine. (What's with all the trucks??)

This time I was with 4-5 other faceless, nameless friends in a store like TJ Maxx. Two friends were standing in line and the rest of us were sitting on a bench waiting for them. Either a security guard was nearby or talking to us and someone said something about a price tag and I said "Yeah the price tag I go from your butt". The security guard then jumped up and got management and they were reprimanding me for saying that. When a friend standing in line exclaimed "This is bull****" and thats when management told us to sit down because they were calling the police. Then I woke up I tried to go back to sleep to see how the story ended but my alarm went off..

I had a nightmare about my fall classes.

Tomorrow is my first day of fall classes. I couldn't find anything that worked out with my work schedule, so I am taking all night classes, which means there will be days when I will leave the house at 7 a.m. and won't get home until 9:30 pm or later.

Anyway, the night before last, I dreamed that it was tomorrow, and I hadn't purchased my books yet, and I got a ride to the campus to buy my books. I couldn't drive myself because the tires on my truck had burst into flames. My ride was in a hurry, so after purchasing the books, we quickly left the campus and I went home. While sitting at home, I remembered that I actually had class, so I started walking to the campus. The thing about my school is that there are three different class locations in town alone (there's a fourth in another county). I started walking to one of the locations, which is in the worst part of town and I didn't like walking on those streets. Also, there were more crazy drivers skidding off the rode because their tires were bursting into flames.

I kept walking and eventually got to the campus, which in my dream, resembled the public high school I attended when I was a sophomore. I realized as soon as I got there that I was looking at last semester's schedule and that I was at the wrong campus all together. I look at the time and realize that I was already 30 minutes late for class, and I wondered if I could catch the last hour if I start walking to the correct campus.

But, I really needed to go to the bathroom first, so I start looking for bathrooms but I can't find a bathroom. I go up a flight of stairs and find a lounge. I open the door to a huge area complete with comfortable couches, book cases, a giant pool and spa, workout equipment, a kitchen and several instructors and professors hanging out. One of the professors is bearded and is wearing only sweatpants because he had been working out and was headed for the shower. I explain my predicament to him and tell him that I need to use the faculty lounge because I couldn't find a bathroom , and he steps away and laughs at me, and I look down only to realize that I am not wearing a shirt.

Needless to say, I woke up in a panic. The good news is that I already have my textbooks and I am going out later to restock my paper and pencils and I am packing my bag so that it will be ready for me when I leave for work tomorrow. What a bad dream. This one is as bad as the one where I went to work without pants.

And I don't know what's up wiht the tires - I just bought all new tires. It was costly. Maybe it's a symbol for burning money.

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Originally Posted by papayahed

This time I was with 4-5 other faceless, nameless friends in a store like TJ Maxx. Two friends were standing in line and the rest of us were sitting on a bench waiting for them. Either a security guard was nearby or talking to us and someone said something about a price tag and I said "Yeah the price tag I go from your butt". The security guard then jumped up and got management and they were reprimanding me for saying that. When a friend standing in line exclaimed "This is bull****" and thats when management told us to sit down because they were calling the police. Then I woke up I tried to go back to sleep to see how the story ended but my alarm went off..

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That's funny.

I dreamt I had a fridge full of Papaya (the fruit, ofcourse), and that is all what I saw in the dream.