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07-10-2010, 10:09 PM | #42 (permalink) |
Bigger and Better
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I had a dream I was being chased by a t-rex, but I kept tripping over my own feet, so I stopped and hid behind a car. While hiding, I happened to notice that there was a old-fashioned soda shop behind me. So I went in to get a strawberry sundae. I really needed a break after all that running and tripping I guess. Anyway, I come out after finishing my delicious sundae and rexy is down the street terrorizing some other people. Instead, the entire parking lot in front of my is a war zone, covered with barbed wire and dead bodies. And then I woke up.
I probably need to stop drinking so much caffeine before bed...
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07-10-2010, 11:13 PM | #43 (permalink) |
Quiet Man in the Corner
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A lot of my dreams are inchoate and cryptic.. it's great! One thing I've noticed is that 90% of the time they happen at night. I hardly ever get one story I just get weird images like driving on a very, very dark foggy road, walking next to a freaky looking swamp, getting stabbed, looking at the sky, etc.
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07-11-2010, 03:32 AM | #47 (permalink) |
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My most memorable dream was when I was about ten or so and I dreamt I got chased by a HUGE caterpillar and I ran like Benny Hill. I woke up and was like WTFBBQ?!
I've also been told I talk in my sleep. Like for instance when I had to share a room with my brother he told me I once sat up, eyes closed, and started going "Dee ba da ba dee ba da ba dee ba da SPOOOOOOON." and when he asked if I was awake I apparently just stared at him for a minute and then fell back down.
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07-11-2010, 04:51 AM | #48 (permalink) |
Like a fart in a trance
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I don't really remember my dreams that often, though one I had a little while ago involved my old childhood home, werewolves and being nice to them so they wouldn't attack me. That's all I really remember.
The most recent conversation I had in my sleep (which I do A LOT) with my partner went like this: ME: Go and get me some chocolate. I have 5 pounds. HIM: Shut up. ME: I'm hungry. I want chocolate. Get me a Kit Kat. HIM: You don't like them. Shut up. ME: I do. You have no right to tell me what I do and don't like. How much are the tickets? HIM: What tickets? ME: For the Kit Kats you Prick! I've only got a fiver. HIM: You need tickets for Kit Kats? ME: How about you stop being a prick? I'm hungry. HIM: You don't want a Kit Kat, Gem, you don't like them and it's stupid o clock in the morning. Now sssshhhhh. ME: Oh, so now you tell me what I want and what's good for me, eh? You telling me I don't need sweets? You saying I'm fat? I'll just fuck off down the shop and feast on pies instead, shall I? Eh? EH? (Carries on into incoherent mumbling for a few minutes....) My partner thinks it's funny to record when I start talking. In fairness I'd never believe him if he didn't have the proof...
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07-11-2010, 05:32 AM | #49 (permalink) |
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Tea Supremacist, that's funny as hell.
Last night, I had a dream that I was a journalist for Rolling Stone, and was interviewing celebrities in a bar. Jools Holland came in and sat next to me, but when I asked him for an interview, he called me a tosser and said he'd be speaking to my boss. For the rest of the dream I was freaking out about losing my job, then started thinking about writing this month's Lady Gaga cover story to make up for it. I decided to leave and went walking through SF, looking for a 5 dollar bill I had dropped earlier, and walked into a drag bar. I ended up smoking a blunt with Jello Biafra and Nick Cave while we watched a performer, and talking about the oil spill. Not that surreal, but still pretty odd. I woke up and was like 'wat'. Evidently my inner self is very starstruck.
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07-12-2010, 10:12 AM | #50 (permalink) |
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A while ago I was really into lucid dreaming. I practiced controlling it and eventually I was able to go into one on command. It was a lot of work so eventually I just stopped, but damn lucid dreams are fun. If anyone is interested in trying, what I did to get it to happen was I put a number that was significant to me on my hand and went to sleep trying to remind myself to look at my hand. Nothing will happen for a while, but eventually you will have a dream where you look at your hand. Since nothing will be there in your dream (don't ask me why but marks like that don't show up), your brain will realize you are in a dream. There you go...lucid dream. It also helps to remember your dreams, so a journal is a good idea.
My weirdest dream happened when I was 4 or 5...it was really traumatic at that age, so I guess that's why I remember it. It was kind of fever induced, so that might explain it. My family was on vacation in California at the time. Basically, I was trapped in a cave and I was tied to a chair. These weird looking trolls were force feeding me jello. I managed to escape, but ran across this room with a laundry dryer. Some guy in a business suit came in and the dryer grew some massive teeth. The guy starting feeding my favorite blanket to it and I started to freak out. I woke up and had completely forgotten where I was, so needless to say being in a strange room made me freak out even more. You just don't need that **** when you are 4 years old.
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