Dreams

**Frownland** · 02-12-2018, 12:55 PM

I had a dream where I had a mental breakdown similar to the Number 23 except it was 420. By the end of it, my name was 420 and everyone spoke in 420s. I realized that I just had to figure it out and live a regular life in 420land, then I woke up.

Chiomara · 02-16-2018, 10:43 AM

Dream fragments (my dreams tend to be more scattered and have less of a plot when I'm adjusting to a new place)

-Trapped in a multi-story house or hotel with my family. My dead brother and uncle (also dead) are at the very bottom sitting in a chair. They're in the same body somehow. When I was viewing them straight-on, they took the form of my uncle rather than flickering back and forth. They were just staring straight ahead in this long, wide room filled with empty tables and chairs.
Back upstairs, there was a woman-- possibly also dead?-- lurching around, bleeding, walking into walls. "We should eat her," I suggested, still convinced that she was alive but not really lucid anymore. She eventually collapsed and looked pretty dead-- I then remembered who she was, and told everyone, "Oh it's okay, she's just like this, she thinks it's funny to do this to people now and then." and we all laughed and laughed. Blood still everywhere. We weren't sure what to do with her body. We assumed it would just wander off and leave us be at some point.
My sister and dad seemed.. odd. Vaguely evil.

-I swear I've had this other dream before. It felt much too real-- like I've lived it or something. It took place at some ranch outside of Dallas. My mom was with me. I was a bit younger in this dream. The man who lived here was in his early 50s and had short reddish hair and facial hair. It was a fairly large plot of land; he had a house, a second smaller guest house of sorts, as well as an archery practice area. He and my mom were working out some sort of nebulous arrangement. He'd take care of her financially and I would be the payment. (There were other girls there, too-- all Korean for some reason) I agreed because I was only really faintly-aware of the actual arrangement and had just fixated on the "and you get to learn archery!" part of the deal. My mom left to speak to my family privately (and figure out a good lie to explain it all.)
So this man who now basically owned me showed me around, and then led me to this area between these two sheds. The other girls were within earshot, right on the other side. (They were all dressed in brown pinafores over white short-sleeved dresses with brown leather boots.) He handed me this golden piece of rope-like fabric that had a red stone woven into the larger top part which made it look a bit like a snake. Anyway, things got weird after this (edit: probably my own fault for listening to Coil and Swans right before bed; this always happens) so I won't share the rest.

-Back to the creepy hotel house. My grandparents were there as well now. (This was technically the same dream that that last fragment was in, just in different places/time periods) There was a problem-- some shadowy government types were on their way, we'd heard, to take at least one of us to use in an experiment which very few people qualified for. They'd be testing all of us to see who qualified. In my head I of course imagined some horrific MK-ULTRA scenario so I went to go hide right away-- however almost the entire building was already taken over at this point, and so we were limited to two large hotel rooms/apartments to hide in. I chose the one that was a bit farther away, and immediately sensed that the owner was hiding as well. I found a half-open closet door in the very back and walked in, being very careful not to startle anyone there. There was a nervous red-haired (so many red haired men in my dreams lately, what's with that) man standing right there. He was about my height, had blue eyes, and seemed to have trouble saying what he was wanting to say. He kept peeking out of the closet and blotting his forehead with his shirt that he had nervously yanked off. I told him we had to focus and quickly rearrange his closet so that we could obscure ourselves behind the clothes a bit better. While hiding, we heard a storm (hurricane maybe?) warning blaring on the TV in the distance. I don't remember anything else.

Chiomara · 02-20-2018, 02:49 AM

I'm going through all of my dreams in this thread searching for death themes/especially ominous ones. (The irrational part of me thinks that maybe there were signs that my brother was going to die. So, yeah, perhaps not the healthiest thing to be doing late at night. Still, though. I had far more death-related dreams this year than I've ever had before.)

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Dreamed that I died (I don't remember how I died) and was so relieved that I was dead. It happened while I was preparing to attend a carnival in some very green, hilly place near the sea. (...) I was in some place very close to the earthly realm so I assumed most of them had died very recently as well. One was this older, slightly heavy-set man on a roof who said he was being tormented by a (dead) woman in white who was skulking around the premises.

I bonded instantly with this other dead person who appeared as a young male 20-something with short, dark brown hair, dark eyes, (edit: like my brother :c ) and a white t-shirt with some odd black design on it. I think he had been training to become a pilot in life, or something like that. He kept disappearing and reappearing elsewhere. We were all rapidly fading away. I was becoming terribly restless and agitated because, as I said, I wanted to completely leave the earthly realms; I didn't want to be anywhere near them. I kept saying to all the others, "There's other doors! There's other doors! We have to find the other doors!"

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(...)I decided it was time for me to die. In this dreamworld, assisted suicides during which you were awake or partially awake during your funeral were commonplace, so I went with that. It lasted hours and hours; I had a helper who stayed by my side and explained things. I mostly just felt sleepiness. As I grew sleepier, I kept asking more and more questions and hallucinating a bit; I felt and saw myself walking down a street I used to live on and asked a flower (a rose with a human mouth with teeth and all), "After I die will I be whole again? Will I rejoin with all of the lost parts?'' and it said, "Yes, but it will be more difficult for you, because, well..." and it turned away. I nodded. My helper continued talking to me gently, announcing that I was changing (appearance-wise), and that my two children "from before" were there now.
The funeral ceremony itself wasn't allowed to begin until I was asleep so as not to cause any panic.

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(...)The cat just roamed around town, occasionally disappearing and then reappearing in another place, and I followed it wherever it went. We reached a door-- the same door that one of my old houses had. It was purring now, and I let it out and that's all I remember.

The actual lyrics to the Gillian Welch song that was in my dream included this line: "I dreamed last night that my time was done / I dreamed last night that my time was done / And my soul flew up to the holy son"

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Dreamed I was shown how to access another realm via a place in my dream. It seemed like a place where the newly-dead went; I got the impression that it was the outermost part/layer of an extremely vast world, far more vast than the physical and not to dissimilar from the dream-world in terms of how endless it was. It (this opening/portal/whatever) was first shown to me after walking down a very long path on the edge of a field. The path was just a wide sidewalk, I think. The field was to my right, and completely covered in mist and dew. When I approached the opening I began seeing figures in the mist; most of them looked like people, and they were all going in different directions. Some seemed confused or a bit off. (Strangely, most of those people were wearing school uniforms and had disfigured or burned-looking faces) There were people behind me during the walk to this place though, including an old lady wearing a long scarf. Someone said or implied that the people were mostly human spirits.
(...) Eventually I was in another place (same situation though), a house in a quiet neighborhood. This, too felt like an in-between place. My whole family was there. Plus two strangers. One was a man (50-something, tanned skin, short reddish-blonde hair) sitting alone on a couch with his dog-- a large dog with either white or beige-y/tan colored fur, which was laying to his right on the couch. He kept looking out the window expectantly; he seemed a bit sorrowful and confused. He kept mumbling something like "They're [his family] coming back soon." That wasn't going to happen, though. I think he was dead, or would be dead soon.

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It was Christmas and I was attending a wake at a stranger's house.(...)

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(...)Time was moving backward; it was late afternoon, or only early evening now but the storm persisted. Again they tried to let the wolf in the house but I didn't let them. I kept thinking of all the truck driver lore and other stories claiming that black dogs were a sure omen of death.

:/

OccultHawk · 02-20-2018, 09:34 AM

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I'm going through all of my dreams in this thread searching for death themes/especially ominous ones. (The irrational part of me thinks that maybe there were signs that my brother was going to die. So, yeah, perhaps not the healthiest thing to be doing late at night. Still, though. I had far more death-related dreams this year than I've ever had before.)

:/

*least creepy cyber hug I can give*

I don’t know if that’s unhealthy or therapeutic or what. FWIW, I think it sounds like a painful endeavor that cannot possibly yield any kind of positive results or conclusion. Dreams are interesting but they’re not telepathic messages from another world that knows the future. Difficult because I’m not saying you think they are but if you don’t are you trying to figure if you should have caught a warning sign from your dreams? Because that’s ridiculous and needless self-flagellation. If the question in your mind is it in anyway your fault? Should you have known? Should you have guessed? The answer is 100% no. As you know, every living thing dies. And as you also know, it’s not the least bit your fault.

If your mind starts playing tricks on you I suggest putting your mental energy into reading a book. Hope that helps, a little.

Chiomara · 02-20-2018, 11:55 AM

Thanks, but I'm perfectly aware of all of this. (I have experienced death before.) I occasionally re-read all of my dreams from the previous year regardless, so. Of course I do not actually think that any of my dreams are psychic messages or meaningful in any way. But it hasn't even been one full month since he died, so I can't help but dwell on death in general whenever I can't sleep. (Doesn't matter if I'm reading a book or out with friends or what.)

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(The irrational part of me thinks that maybe there were signs that my brother was going to die.

To clarify-- the "irrational part of me" is also frequently worried that I have a deadly brain tumor or that someone will break into the house at any moment, so it's more of just an intrusive thought/worry. And I have a huge interest in dream symbolism in addition to all of this which doesn't help.

OccultHawk · 03-03-2018, 07:34 AM

I keep having sex and music dreams

I dreamt I saw Pink Floyd waters era and even at the end of the songs no one made a peep

Then I was in a 4 way sex thing another man and two women

Then the other man (no one I know irl) taught me how to play Cortez the Killer on the guitar irl I can’t play instruments but in my dream I learned it easily

It was so cool - I love that song

**Frownland** · 03-07-2018, 11:46 PM

I had a dream where I was in natural landscape that shifted from desert to jungle to plains with zero manmade structures or any other signs of man. There was no one else around, so I was exploring and trying to find someone. After no luck I decided to bathe a river I found because I was covered in mud and filth. I got in the river then bathed for a bit before I noticed that I was hearing breathing that wasn't my own and it was kind of like it was trying to follow my pattern of breathing to not be noticeable. I began to call out "hello, is anyone there? I've been exploring for hours." No response. I tried a few more times and failed, but the area still felt ominous. I began going forward to try to find a human and the landscape shifted to this desert where it had recently rained. I went down the path and got lost in a train of thought for a moment before I noticed that I could hear someone else walking. I looked back and around, but couldn't see anyone walking and the footsteps stopped whenever I looked back. I was a half freaked out and half relieved because someone was clearly following me but it also meant that I was able to accomplish the goal. In dreams I have random and pointless missions that tend to be arbitrary btw, not sure if you guys get that. So I turned back to see if I could find the person that I heard and I saw a set of footprints running parallel to mine about 20 feet away. I walked over to that path and started following it back towards the direction I came from and noticed a figure over on a path close to me. I ran forward a bit to get a better look when it turned around and we made eye contact when I realized it was me. I woke up panting. Weird **** dude.

Lucem Ferre · 03-08-2018, 03:53 AM

So I just started to forget that this girl exists again, and as always, she comes back to me in a dream and the cycle starts again. So I made a music to express how I feel.

DwnWthVwls · 03-08-2018, 05:18 AM

Some weird mix of blowing myself, harry potter, and a church event with matt dillahunty that didnt involve atheism. I vaguely remember some sort of ritual being interupted. My dreams are always a weird mix of f*ckery. I want cool dreams like Chio and Frown. Ivwant to wake up feeling like i actually experienced what i was dreaming, not "wtf?"

grindy · 03-08-2018, 11:05 AM

-Dreamt today about discovering some guy in a cave who had really weird hands and two brains and at first I thought that he developed those adaptations because of the environment. But then I found corpses in the cave with missing brains and it turned out that he ate their brains and they somehow ended up in his skull and his weird hands came from trying to dig himsef out of the cave.

-dreamt yesterday that somehow, through the music of Magma, one could gain access to a weird but beautiful parallel universe. I kept trying to get there, but it only worked partially. Then I got into a discussion with a friend about how he didn't like Magma, because they are too hectic and overloaded with stuff. Then he told me, he liked Cardiacs though. I responded that I loved Cardiacs and wanted to play some but somehow every song I played was a slow ballad. It was really frustrating.

02-12-2018, 12:55 PM	#1141 (permalink)
Frownland SOPHIE FOREVER Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: East of the Southern North American West Posts: 35,541	I had a dream where I had a mental breakdown similar to the Number 23 except it was 420. By the end of it, my name was 420 and everyone spoke in 420s. I realized that I just had to figure it out and live a regular life in 420land, then I woke up. __________________ Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth. d e a f b o x

02-16-2018, 10:43 AM	#1142 (permalink)
Chiomara mayor of spookytown Join Date: Jan 2017 Posts: 812	Dream fragments (my dreams tend to be more scattered and have less of a plot when I'm adjusting to a new place) -Trapped in a multi-story house or hotel with my family. My dead brother and uncle (also dead) are at the very bottom sitting in a chair. They're in the same body somehow. When I was viewing them straight-on, they took the form of my uncle rather than flickering back and forth. They were just staring straight ahead in this long, wide room filled with empty tables and chairs. Back upstairs, there was a woman-- possibly also dead?-- lurching around, bleeding, walking into walls. "We should eat her," I suggested, still convinced that she was alive but not really lucid anymore. She eventually collapsed and looked pretty dead-- I then remembered who she was, and told everyone, "Oh it's okay, she's just like this, she thinks it's funny to do this to people now and then." and we all laughed and laughed. Blood still everywhere. We weren't sure what to do with her body. We assumed it would just wander off and leave us be at some point. My sister and dad seemed.. odd. Vaguely evil. -I swear I've had this other dream before. It felt much too real-- like I've lived it or something. It took place at some ranch outside of Dallas. My mom was with me. I was a bit younger in this dream. The man who lived here was in his early 50s and had short reddish hair and facial hair. It was a fairly large plot of land; he had a house, a second smaller guest house of sorts, as well as an archery practice area. He and my mom were working out some sort of nebulous arrangement. He'd take care of her financially and I would be the payment. (There were other girls there, too-- all Korean for some reason) I agreed because I was only really faintly-aware of the actual arrangement and had just fixated on the "and you get to learn archery!" part of the deal. My mom left to speak to my family privately (and figure out a good lie to explain it all.) So this man who now basically owned me showed me around, and then led me to this area between these two sheds. The other girls were within earshot, right on the other side. (They were all dressed in brown pinafores over white short-sleeved dresses with brown leather boots.) He handed me this golden piece of rope-like fabric that had a red stone woven into the larger top part which made it look a bit like a snake. Anyway, things got weird after this (edit: probably my own fault for listening to Coil and Swans right before bed; this always happens) so I won't share the rest. -Back to the creepy hotel house. My grandparents were there as well now. (This was technically the same dream that that last fragment was in, just in different places/time periods) There was a problem-- some shadowy government types were on their way, we'd heard, to take at least one of us to use in an experiment which very few people qualified for. They'd be testing all of us to see who qualified. In my head I of course imagined some horrific MK-ULTRA scenario so I went to go hide right away-- however almost the entire building was already taken over at this point, and so we were limited to two large hotel rooms/apartments to hide in. I chose the one that was a bit farther away, and immediately sensed that the owner was hiding as well. I found a half-open closet door in the very back and walked in, being very careful not to startle anyone there. There was a nervous red-haired (so many red haired men in my dreams lately, what's with that) man standing right there. He was about my height, had blue eyes, and seemed to have trouble saying what he was wanting to say. He kept peeking out of the closet and blotting his forehead with his shirt that he had nervously yanked off. I told him we had to focus and quickly rearrange his closet so that we could obscure ourselves behind the clothes a bit better. While hiding, we heard a storm (hurricane maybe?) warning blaring on the TV in the distance. I don't remember anything else. __________________ Χρυσοσανδαλαιμοποτιχθονία Tumblr - 8tracks - Spotify

03-03-2018, 07:34 AM	#1146 (permalink)
OccultHawk one-balled nipple jockey Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Dirty Souf Biatch Posts: 22,006	I keep having sex and music dreams I dreamt I saw Pink Floyd waters era and even at the end of the songs no one made a peep Then I was in a 4 way sex thing another man and two women Then the other man (no one I know irl) taught me how to play Cortez the Killer on the guitar irl I can’t play instruments but in my dream I learned it easily It was so cool - I love that song __________________ 2016 2017 2018 2019 2020 Member of the Year & Journal of the Year Champion Behold the Writing of THE LEGEND: https://www.musicbanter.com/members-...p-lighter.html

03-07-2018, 11:46 PM	#1147 (permalink)
Frownland SOPHIE FOREVER Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: East of the Southern North American West Posts: 35,541	I had a dream where I was in natural landscape that shifted from desert to jungle to plains with zero manmade structures or any other signs of man. There was no one else around, so I was exploring and trying to find someone. After no luck I decided to bathe a river I found because I was covered in mud and filth. I got in the river then bathed for a bit before I noticed that I was hearing breathing that wasn't my own and it was kind of like it was trying to follow my pattern of breathing to not be noticeable. I began to call out "hello, is anyone there? I've been exploring for hours." No response. I tried a few more times and failed, but the area still felt ominous. I began going forward to try to find a human and the landscape shifted to this desert where it had recently rained. I went down the path and got lost in a train of thought for a moment before I noticed that I could hear someone else walking. I looked back and around, but couldn't see anyone walking and the footsteps stopped whenever I looked back. I was a half freaked out and half relieved because someone was clearly following me but it also meant that I was able to accomplish the goal. In dreams I have random and pointless missions that tend to be arbitrary btw, not sure if you guys get that. So I turned back to see if I could find the person that I heard and I saw a set of footprints running parallel to mine about 20 feet away. I walked over to that path and started following it back towards the direction I came from and noticed a figure over on a path close to me. I ran forward a bit to get a better look when it turned around and we made eye contact when I realized it was me. I woke up panting. Weird **** dude. __________________ Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth. d e a f b o x

03-08-2018, 11:05 AM	#1150 (permalink)
grindy . Join Date: Oct 2014 Location: . Posts: 7,201	-Dreamt today about discovering some guy in a cave who had really weird hands and two brains and at first I thought that he developed those adaptations because of the environment. But then I found corpses in the cave with missing brains and it turned out that he ate their brains and they somehow ended up in his skull and his weird hands came from trying to dig himsef out of the cave. -dreamt yesterday that somehow, through the music of Magma, one could gain access to a weird but beautiful parallel universe. I kept trying to get there, but it only worked partially. Then I got into a discussion with a friend about how he didn't like Magma, because they are too hectic and overloaded with stuff. Then he told me, he liked Cardiacs though. I responded that I loved Cardiacs and wanted to play some but somehow every song I played was a slow ballad. It was really frustrating. __________________ *A smell of petroleum prevails throughout.*