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I have really weird random dreams. But I think thats because I've always had a huge imagination. Some of my dreams I've even made into stories, it's almost like the creative side of my brain carries on even when I'm sleeping.
Take last night, I dreamt that I was in a slave field, and was working as someone who had come to help them. We carried big sheets from beds that had loads of seeds in them, and we were almost shot because they thought we were trying to steal them, but once we finished we all sat in massive rows, and it was a small community and even though they were slaves they still enjoyed life, and because we helped them we were given a sacred tatoo, where they put heated up metal on and then a special powder, and barely anyone gets them.
It's strange, but it can defiantely be used when I need ideas for things.
I also had another dream where some one had a baby, and it wasn't wanted, so they tied up the mother, and the child, put them both in a small boat, and pushed them down the river, and the father went looking for them, and was begging around all the rich peoples houses, but they couldn't understand him, so they just turned their backs on them!
I'm quite disturbed............Lol.
I can easily relate, Rachy, having turned many of the plots from my dreams into poems, or inspiration for plays.Quote:
Originally Posted by Rachy
Oddly, I have also put myself, in my dreams, in the place of fictional characters, including Dante, climbing the mountain in Purgatorio for my "Beatrice," and metamorphosing in a rather strange manner, similar to characters in Ovid's Metamorphoses, both of which I wrote about later.
You're lucky, mono, that you can use your dreams in writing. Have you ever had the same dream for a longer time? I once had the same dream for a whole week, and what's even more weird, I knew that it was a dream and I always wanted to stop dreaming it as soon as possible. I was standing near some abyss and I knew that to wake up I only had to jump. It was frightening :eek:
I once used to dream all the time that I went to a ball park thing and there was all these pieces lying on the floor and it said "Don't put these pieces together!" on a label, so obviously I did, and it turned into a gorrila, but it was white with red eyes, and it chased me around the park and I dreamt that every night at one point. I used to stay up until my dad went to bed and then cry on my bed and make him stay there until I fell asleep. I was only about 6!
That's pretty bad, but I've had a dream that continued for about a week. My dream just picked up a little bit before it ended the night before.Quote:
Originally Posted by Monica
Last night I dreamt about my best friend, which was really strange because we were kissing, wow never knew I felt that way! I hope it didn't mean anything because its confused me now!
I had a really weird dream last night!
It was abou George w. BUsh as I said it was wierd he was a tree ( like the logo pinochio was made of> anyway he is prtending be human because he has this obseesion with george washington?
and I know this because I was some boy ( oh dear what would freud say!) but also myself if you get that? I was like 2 people anyway the boy who was my non-exsistant brother was the rencarnation of some english lad who went over in the reveloution and lived in the "colonies" among the "upstarts" anyway he the last life guy knew Washington and reecognised the tree as being a seedling from the fmous cherry tree?
Anywho I was me again and trying to expose bush only no one would belic=ve me then I was the brother again and there were all these houses mad out of sea coral
then I woke up!!
as I said totally random!1
wow that's insanly weird
yeah as specially as *OOPS POLITICAL POINT*
that's a loop hole because the dream didn't have politics...just a figure head
No there aactually was a lot of politic thatbI left out including violance some psychology deciving the public an Oedipus complex dilusions and meglomania....
hum is this too political? I didnt say who did I I could be talking about Hitler you know
wow i guess i'm wrong thenQuote:
Originally Posted by Nightshade
yeah Im naturally a very political person and have been supressing it latly so must be expressed by dreamsssssss
that's understandable
UKK my psychology course has finally got to me next Ill be dreaming about frued
eeeeeeeeeeeeee if that happens Night will ponaiously combust and Aragorn will appear in her place!
Now that's pretty freaky deaky dutch.
actually he was a german Jew living in Austria or was it venice dash I need to know these things
no you were right the first time..he ws a German Jew in Austria.Quote:
Originally Posted by Nightshade
I remembered a dream last night (ironically when I was lying in bed and finding it very hard to sleep!), it was about Godzilla, and it had a massive warehouse thing, where he was storing pods, that were people that he had captured and like "baked" them until they become his offspring, and then he went walking around, and I was in like a massive building in New York, and he ripped the wall off and was chasing us and we finally got out and everyone was just going crazy in the streets, but then one dey he just disappeared! Very Strange!
Last night I dreamt that I was in driving around in a car and I was looking for my boyfriend who was Joshua Jackson (MMMMMMM!!!) and I finally found him and he was in a car, so we were driving along next to each other, and I called him, and we started having a massive arguement because he wanted to break up with me, and wouldn't tell me why, and I'm crying my eyes out, so I turn around and go home and I'm sitting in a bar and he walks in and just sits at the other end of the room, it was horrible!
Wow, I had a dream for the first time in ages... But now I forgot what it was about...:rolleyes:
I do that all the time, and then someone will say something and it will suddenly all come back!Quote:
Originally Posted by Koa
It hardly ever comes back to me :eek:
Last night I had a dream that I was in a plane with my uncle and his family. We got to our destination and drove in an SUV to a cottage in the woods, after a short time it became evident that there were zombies trying to get us. The cottage became a meeting place for all the non zombies in the area. Some people pulled up in a pick up truck and brought bottles of liqour so we all did a shot of tequila. Then my uncle, his family and I got in the SUV and we were going to try to convoy out of the zombie infested area.
I had a dream about a plane last night! :D I always get that right before I go on holiday! But mine was good because I got engaged on a plane to this really really good looking guy! Hehe, I knew him, but I've never spoken to him n when I look at him I think I'm going to die! Ahhhh Lust! What a horrible thing it is!
Heh, I can't recall the last time that I had a dream (at least, one I remembered). It kind of leaves me feeling left out; what exactly is it that causes an abudance of dreams in some while a lack thereof in others? Does it have to do with the deepness of one's sleep?
Cheers
I believe I am correct in saying that dreaming occurs mainly during REM sleep, which is light sleep. I also think that people having less REM sleep if they are overtly physically active during the day.Quote:
Originally Posted by Beaumains
*at least thats what I remember from my intro. to psych class (I'm sure someone else will be able to provide a fuller explanation)*
Last night I dreamt one of the stems on my glasses was bent in the wrong direction.
That's all.
I dreamt a terrifying dream. I dreamt that U2 couldn't come to Poland because Bono lost his voice :eek2: :bawling: :bawling:
I just woke up from a scary dream. it started great, I was in love and me and my boyfriend were happy. I had a great friend (I actually do) and she and her boyfriend were happy and everything was great. My mom didn't like how fast our relationship was growing, but I didn't care, I was in love. He asked me to marry him, and I said yes. we had a great wedding I looked like a whip of cream. My best friend sat next to me at the high table. I was laughing and kissing my husband. All of a sudden , he is dead. I cry and cry and have nothing to live for. my best friend comes around and takes care of me, but she can't do anything. I'm just dead inside. suddenly it's been years since he died and I'm sitting at a cafe, a boy starts talking to me and sees my ring. he askes if I'm married and I tell him that I'm a widdow. he goes away and this is what I'm left with, nothing.
Wow, what a terribly sad dream!! I can imagine nothing worse than losing the person you love to death. My ex has another girlfriend, but at least I can still talk to him and fantasise that maybe he will change his mind. I don't call him often, but the thought that I CAN, makes all the difference. Are you just as sad in real life as in your dream, Helga??
I moved to a house with 5 people (3 guys and 1 other girl).. and I dreamt we all had to sleep in one room and worked together in some sort of factory. It was not exactly bad, but a bit strange. And there were 2 girls in my dream who were having a child together. They were also staying the night and arguing how the one girl got pregnant. And all this time I was thinking: must'n't there also be a man involved to get her pregnant? Somehow it was suggested that the other girl had gotten her pregnant. It was a vague, incoherent dream. I am happy to have my own room ;-)).
For quite some time I could hardly ever remember my dreams... I slept as a rock, it was really hard to wake me up in the mornings and, if I dreamt, I didn't remember my dreams in the morning... except when I woke up with a clear "image" in my head, from which to start writing a scene, and perhaps even a short story.
But things have changed a lot in the last months... now I'm a light sleeper, nearly every sound or light or whatever wakes me, it takes me ages to fall asleep and even when I manage to do so, I spend most of the night "half-awake", this point between sleeping and being awake when I am aware of being dreaming, sometimes can even modify the "plot" of my dreams. And it's annoying... I wake up tired in the morning, nearly as if I hadn't slept, and somehow yes, my body may relax for the night, but my mind doesn't "switch off" for the night.
The only good point of this is that I wake up with a lot of ideas to write... pity that I don't manage to finish most of the scenes I start, even less make a story of any of them. The bad part: people around me complain because I'm always too tired to do anything, I find it hard to get myself to do things, and well, I guess you can imagine the rest. Still the docs say there's nothing wrong with me, that I should just "relax and calm down" and I would be back to normal again... as if I were streesed :bawling:
Well, anyway... when I started to write this post, I only meant to say something like "if I ever remember my dreams, they can be found in my stories (posted a couple of them lately somewhere on this forum), and probably I will finish writing another one soon, if I ever get myself to working on it"... but it seems it got somewhat longer than that...
Wish you all the best,
Keltic Banshee
well Bianca, I am depressed as some of you know and I think this was just me scaring myself because the boy who died....happens to be a guy I really like, or I think so.
I had another dream I remembered when I woke up, and as usual I said to myself 'wow, I have to keep this in mind', and now it's totally gone.
The only thing I remember now is that at some point the guy I liked last year appeared even if he had nothing to do with the rest of the people in the dream, well it was him but he didnt look exactly like him, but much hotter :blush:
It's actually scary, the only period of my life when I remembered dreams was when I liked him, and now he's the only memory left of a dream, and I dont even give a damn about him anymore :eek:
I dreamt my next door neighbour took me driving with one of her two sons, and we got to the middle of no where she was like, I'm leaving, will you look after my sons? I said "What about Alan? He can look after them" and she said, "No, he can't hes not good enough" so she drove us home and just drove straight off. I gave Alan back his sons, and went looking for her, but all I could find was her car. Then the two boys just turned up at my house and they didn't want to live at their house, so I let them sleep in these two harnesses that I had next to my bed. It was so strange!
I had a dream that I was at a mall/tv show taping someplace where Jimmy Buffett was going to perform a song (not the concert). He was going to sing this song about outer space and he was suppossed to ride up a glass elevator and get off at the top and do the song. The elevator went to the top but Jimmy didn't get off then the elevator started to go back down really quickly almost like Jimmy was falling. When the elevator landed at the bottom Jimmy fell to the ground but then jumped back up.
I forgot to mention a strange dream I had a few nights ago - a very short dream, but weird.
I had a dream that my alarm began its usual noise to wake me up, then, in my dream, I woke, and turned off the alarm.
Then, I really did wake up, out of my dream, and noticed my alarm had a mere two or three minutes until beginning its obnoxiousness. :confused:
I had a dream that I was going to this store to sell back some CD's. I got there and the guy at the counter was kinda "red" in the face and shiney, like he had ointment on him. I went further into the store and all the people working in the store were like that, then this guy walks out from the back with nothing on but his underpants and he was red and shiney from head to foot. One on the workers mentioned that they all got a rash from something and it wasn't contagious so I didn't have to worry.
I don't know if this was the same dream or not but my right arm started getting "funny" it turned red and it was just hanging there, then it turned blue and grey striped, then I decided I had to fight the disease so I fixed it from the inside, like Alvin Maker.
Oh then I dreamed that I was wiping mustard off of a coworkers shirt and while I was doing it he had his hand on my butt.
my worst nightmare is where every human trns one by one into pigs by going nto the coal shed to light the fire, and now im writing this it sunds like it has meaning but then i remember i was 3 when i had this dream and although im bright im not that bright