Dear God, let's not interpret that in a Freudian way.
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Dear God, let's not interpret that in a Freudian way.
I almost always have good dreams, usually expansive or very peaceful. I dream of my fiancee and sometimes I feel so much love.
I had a dream last night, that consisted entirely of me attempting to return these 2 library books that I had. Nothing much interesting happened, but the whole dream just went on and on and on. I returned them today :D
lots of nightmares usually! ... can hardly remember last time I had a good dream ... Yeah!!! It was not long ago! Since childhood, my good dreams have to do with playmobil!
(How could I forget this! ...)
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Don't dream much (or remember any/many), though ... Guess it's (one of the) reason(s) I'm in analysis ...
Last night I dreamt I was at the make up counter and the guy was making me up. He was applying lipstick and saying that I need a liner. when he was done I looked in the mirror and it was applied really thick and it went outside the lip area.
I saw a woman at Wal-Mart sporting that look - it was hideous. And her lip liner was darker than her lipstick.Quote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtqIM_bPTwsQuote:
Originally Posted by TheInsomniac
I was at work looking at equipment with two workers. The piece of equipment is about 60 ft up in a rack. The three of us were standing on three separate discs that could float and move around in the air. We were moving all around this equipment. When we were done I floated down and walked over to the warhouse and laid down and started reading a book (I don't know which one) I was laying on my stomach reading and looked around and there was debris and trash around and I thought to myself, why am I laying here reading. So I got up and walked into the hallway. The hallway was twice as wide as it is in RL and there was a coffee table against the wall. There were about 5 people walking through the hall way, one stopped to ask me a question and it was a coworker from my first co-op job. I walked further and I saw another coworker from that same co-op job.
I seldom dream myself, but since I study psychology I`m naturally interested in hearing about them. This night however I had one myself. I dreamt that my dad was secretly writing an extremely popular blog of his own, it was built around a mythical theme and kind of represented a side of him that I`ve never known. It had something to do with ancient cultures and a lot of people were commenting there every day. Maybe I`m just jealous that my own blog in the real life will never become that popular? ;)
Usually the dreams I remember are nightmares, and they tend to have always the same theme: there are small animals (mice, fish, birds, two weeks ago even hedgehogs) that I`m supposed to look after, but which always die in the end. I`ve had these dreams since I was a little girl and thus I remember the feeling of guilt in the dreams from way back.
I associate my "tiny animals about to die" -dreams with Steinbecks "Of Mice and Men". The feeling I get from some parts of the book is similar to the atmosphere in my nightmares, and when writing about the novel at high school long time ago I did a better work analyzing that one than ever before -or after. Maybe I`d analyze better if IŽd dream more?
Zombies again!!
I can't remember too much of my first dream, I woke up in the middle of the night and told myself to remember it but this morning all I can remember is a coworker jumping a fence to come and help me but he was only wearing royal blue briefs. hahaha
The next dream was about zombies. We were in a smae cute town. The zombies were coming and we decided to leave. There was something about the car keys but that part is fuzzy. I walked to this old ladies house and walked in to get her a zombie came in and it was her husband. The old lady just kept point at her zombie husband kind of lke she wanted to stay with him. I threw a knife at him that completely missed, it was a week throw. I took that as a sign and left. There was a bar at the town square and I found that same coworker (blue briefs) along with a bunch of faceless people sitting at the bar and drinking. We got into coworkers truck, it was a pick up truck and everybody was lined up in the truck bed and we all drank a beer at the same time. The beer bottles all had metal rings attached to the bottom, Then I woke .
Last night I dreamt I was in a small kitchen with three other people. The kitchen had a high ceiling, was pretty small and had white tile and light yellow walls, kind of an older country kitchen. Anyways somebody said "hey we're ghosts" and somehow I knew he was right, but he was only talking about three of us the one person looking out the window was not. I decided to see if I can move/fly. So I willed myself to glide along the floor and it worked. So the three of us tried to levitate, which worked so there we were hovering near the kitchen ceiling and talking.
The next dream I had was that I was sleeping right by a bedroom door and a hand reached in and touched my arm. I woke up and pushed the hand away. I looked up and my mom was sleeping in the bed. I moved to the other side of the bed away from the door and was going to wake my mom up when the hand came into the room. It was actually two hands. The two hands were attached to arms which ended at the elbows. The hands and arms were just floating in the air. The hand/arms both had on rubber gloves. I fought with the hand/arms for a few minutes until I won then I started looking at the hand/arms and I noted a pivot point where the arms were attached to each other. Then I woke up.
I have sleep paralysis. This is where I 'know' there is a presence in my room and I am not asleep but I am unable to move. Often I 'hear' it's dark voice and lately there has been anywhere up to three. They chatter endlessly in my left ear, inviting me to turn my head and look their way. I can feel that my jaw is locked wide open, like my eyes. Often I can hear the voices of family members moving around the house too because this happens if I take an afternoon nap. There are dishes clanging away in the kitchen. happy laughter and chatter. In my room, I watch in horror as my own hand rises above my face and then fixes itself firmly around my next and tries to strangle me. I am frozen as I watch the ceiling and 'hear' three old women to my left murmur in my ear to turn to the left toward them and when I do, I will die.
In my head I am amazed that this can happen while I am awake and I urge my body to move. Then I tell myself this is a scientific phenomena. i've seen the documentaries. They aren't evil spirits. Nobody can kill me. I'm not lying in my room strangling myself. Don't be scared.
One of the women presence puts a pillow on my face murmuring all the while to die.
I still hear activity in the kitchen. Feel my hand around my own neck. I fight to reach the absolute surface. I start to feel tingling in my limbs. A fuzzy feeling thoughout. My mind starts to clear as I lay on my bed. My mouth is still wide open, as are my eyes. My hands are by my side and there is no pillow on my face. There is no presence in my room. All I can hear is activity in the house.
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Originally Posted by Delta40
I know this is quite common with people, but I have never heard such a vivid and most "advanced" sleep paralysis from anyone. At school, I most of my friends have experienced it, where it ranges from being just paralysed, to hearing voices and seeing some kind of inhumane vague figure looking back at them. I have experienced a couple of these myself, and I have also heared some uncanny laughing and a strange face looking back at me when every part of my body was stiff as a rock. Only my eyes were movable, and when I tried to speak, I could not. In Korea, we call this as being pressing under a rock, as it feels this way. It seems strange that I have been asking friends from different nationality about this, but mostly, Asians esp Korean experience this.
One of my friends said that this phenomena is caused when the physical, mental and spiritual energy is at the lowest. I have to agree, the period I felt this was when I was physically worned out and in depression. The reason for this phenomena is because the body is still sleeping and the mind is wide awake. In other words you are dreaming in reality. That is why your body is immovable whereas you tend to see everything in reality and breathe in reality. My friends and I believe that it is evil spirits that tend to make you suffer spiritually and mentally, but not in the physical level. I know some of you do not want a religious reference, however it is my belief after praying to God, the phenomena had stopped. I prayed to God that this paralysis may stop and since then it stopped happening to me. All of my Christian friends who did the same stopped having sleep paralysis, therefore I assume that this is caused by supernatural forces that cannot be explained by science.
I've been having a lot of dream lately but mostly about work.
One dream we were making overheads lifts, all these vessels and pipes were going overhead and I kept asking the foreman if he's cleared the area and if everything was roped off.
Last night I dreamt there was a whole group of contractors and I remember seeing a gun with the contractor's logo on it. Then it seem like somebody was shot and killed (this part didn't happen in the dream) and we were standing / sitting around talking about it and I noticed two odd pieces of metal on the table so I picked them up and put them in my pocket, nobody else noticed except one tall guy and when everybody left the tall guy was watching me and I knew he wanted those pieces and was going to try to get them from me so I was hanging around an ice cream booth.