Interpretations of dreams through psychology.

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I just want to create this spoof thread on psychological interpretations of dreams: I’ll share a recent one that I have had.

I dreamt last night that I bought alot of acres of farmland where I intended to breed horses for a living.

Every night I felt like people were sneeking into my ranch watching me as I slept.

Interpret my dreams. :slight_smile:

( Note: This thread isn’t meant to be taken seriously but is more comedic than anything.)

( Psycho analyze my dreams and other people’s in this thread if you dare! )

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You’re obviously into beastiality and voyerism.

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Shit man I knew there was somthing odd about my dreams. :laughing:

Do you by any chance have any off the wall dreams, Smears?

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Everybody have odd dreams, most just don’t remember them. Your dreams don’t obey the laws of physics.

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why a ranch? is this your ideal retirement? or just some random get rich idea?

i bet that you fear the unknown country folk like you might fear a cia agent for simple fact they are unknown to you.

are you a country city or suburb child?

are you afraid of the woods?

what do horses mean to you?

doy ou feel superior to the country folk?, and have a sense of pride? do you wish to be envied? even attacked?

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when i was a kid we used to have a camp fire alot… one dream involving a camp fire scenario went as follows:

it was a completely normal evening around the camp fire but for the fact i learned something; i learned that if i ran fast enough i could fly like… not a peterpan sense but if i built up enough speed i could fly like air planes do…

so i flew around for a bit, sometimes i would fall and be unable to fly, but when i tried my hardest i could.

i remember waking up soon after crashing into the fire…

psycho-analyse me scott

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I really don’t ever have dreams unless I’m on alot of pain killers. But when I was a little kid I had this same dream over and over that I was on a trampoline, jumping higher and higher until I couldn’t see the ground. Then I’d fall forever and land but I’d land inside a cave where I met a very basic sort of satan that a child would dream up. I wasn’t uncomfortable. It was actually the warm part of the dream where I felt safe.

That and I dreamed that my bike flew like the kid in E.T. if anyone remembers that movie.

My dreams were alot like yours wonderer. So you’re probably a genius and really cool.

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pain killers you say? i suppose its because we have to be in a very deep sleep in order to have a lengthy dream, and even if we do we might not remember them.

i remember waking up one morning ranting something about putting the toaster in the cupboard… i also used to be an extreme sleep walker…

one night around 3 am my mom found me sitting 2 feet away from the television watching the static… i’m not sure if it freaked her out but im gonna have to ask her about that again…

also one time i took a wrong turn to the bathroom and pee’d in my sisters slipper (which she put on the next morning to her suprise) and the only other interesting thing i would do is go outside…

none of this i rememer however … since you’re a fellow genius, are you a sleep walker?

my analysis of your trampoline dream is not very good.

symbolicly it means that you became somewhat detached from the world… and you obviously took shelter in the dark…

no it doesnt bode well for you at all, not one bit…

na just kiddin, you prolly got beat up that day…

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The weirdest dream I ever had was one in which I was in a dark prison cell. It was like the dungeon of an old medieval castle. In the middle of the cell was a circle of candles and in the middle of the candle was something like a flute. Around its girth were six sides so that if you looked at it straight down its axis it would look like a hexagon. On the sides were some Chinese ideograms I couldn’t make out. For some reason, I decided to spin the flute (like spin the bottle). When it settled, it point to the candle on my left (like 9:00). Then it turned into what looked like one of those Chinese dragons. It consisted of a head and a string of pearls making up its body. It had hundreds of legs like a centipede. Then it crawled over to the candle, which was now a small plate about the size of my palm, grabbed it in its mouth and dropped it before me. It then scurried off to the corner of the cell where it disappeared into a small hole. I picked up the plate. I looked at it very carefully. There was some writing on it. I couldn’t make out what it said at first, but all of a sudden, it hit me like a revelation. In an instant, I suddenly understand what the message said. Apparently, it shocked me so much that I dropped the plate, breaking into tiny little pieces, and then woke up… without the memory of what it said.

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Random get rich scheme.

That or I know I will get mugged… :laughing: ( or worse.) =P~

A little of both.

Nope.

They are a large mammal species. They are great for investment especially if you can breed them for a living professionally.

Not really. Alright Freud, what is my condition? :stuck_out_tongue:

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Interesting.

I have had two strange dreams that have stayed with me.

  1. Once I dreamt I was a werewolf with many other werewolves chasing and killing people in New York City or in subway tunnels.

  2. The other dream I had was where the world basically got hit by a supernova where everything was on fire and where people were moaning in agony as everything including whole buildings or cars began to float into outerspace by detioration of the earth’s atmosphere.

I dreamt that I floated into outerspace where I began to become frozen all the while I was suffocating.

( All the while I was on fire at the same time with my fleshing burning off my bones.)

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YIKES!!!

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Tell me about it. That dream never left me. Is it a prophecy for things to come? Probally. :confused:

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Interpret This:

It started out in some void setting with surrealistic, red, desert-like lanscaping in the background. I was laying on my back in a dried, cracked salt lake bed (like Death Valley). It was twilight; neither light nor dark. I was naked and completely shaven of hair. Upon my pelvis sat a naked female figure, gyrating (we were having sex). The problem was she was rather plastic, like a mannequin; niether her nipples, finger nails, or belly button was defined. Her head was completely missing; instead, what appeared to be a suspended stack of polaroid photos depicting a female face replaced her head. As we … did it, the photos sifted through, changing the facial expressions of the woman for each subsequent photo.

Then, her plastic hands began to wrap around my neck, strangling me. I gasped for air but was too ‘distracted’ by the orgasmic activity to do anything about it. After this, water began raising from the cracks of the sea bed. It slowly rose, until I was complete submerged in water, gasping for more air. As soon as it seems Iike I was on the verge of death, I woke up.

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The moon seems to be a recurring theme in the odd dream that I occaisionally have and remember. It’s weird.

One that I remember having not too long ago basically involved the moon being used as a giant movie projection screen. I don’t remember too much of what that was all about.

Another dream I had involved a lot of people (like a whole town) going out one night to observe the moon. There was a bunch of wierd, impossible, and just plain fucked up astronomical phenomena in the night sky (no, I’m not on any drugs), and the moon itself (when it wasn’t distorting and changing shape and color) was enormous. Eventually there was some sort of effect like the trails left over from a fireworks explosion (I think the moon blew up), and the sparks fell down on us and started lighting everything on (bluish-orange) fire. We all started running away in a panic screaming and trying to get away, but I woke up before any more developments took place.

A really cool one that I liked involved me standing in a crowd in my hometown looking up at a late-afternoon moon (again very large, like twice the size of the real moon’s area) while there were explosions and sounds of space-based warfare in the sky. I think the moon had some kind of technological-looking habitation visible on it, too. We were all in a panic, wondering if the moon would be blown up in the fighting and the shards would rain down on us. I remember that for whatever reason the moon was eventually terraformed into a terrestrial, earth-like body, and I volunteered with some sort of paramilitary exploration agency (the officers had uniforms that reminded me of those from a Gundam series, go figure :stuck_out_tongue: ) to help colonize the new world. For some reason my dream briefly shifted from first-person to third-person, and I saw myself on a mechanized medical table (I think my subconscious stole that from the film Akira), being prepped for some sort of operation. I then “woke up” within my dream many years later, my mind transplanted into a hulking, eight-foot robotic body (compare to my pale, frail, meatbagbody in real life! :stuck_out_tongue: ), and the new moon-world had been transformed into a Coruscant-like world-spanning city. The agency whom I had joined had “betrayed” me (I was thinking this in my mind, nothing more came of it) and had left me in my cybernetic body as junk. I had been reactivated, and I ended up joining a group of bounty hunters and went around the moon techno-city catching criminals in my new robotic form.

I hope there’s a sequel in the works. :stuck_out_tongue:

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That got me thinking. Huh.

However, for the past few days, I wake up, but lie in the same position as I woke up so as to stay connected with my asleep state per say.
I then almost again dream of everything I had been dreaming of. And then I actually awake and go directly to writing of what I dreamt, so as to not forget. Yet, it is still very difficult.

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one time i woke ranting about tosters in the copboards… after 10 seconds i couldn’t remember what the hell led me to say such a thing…

but then other times dreams will seem like a vivid experience that we can recall…

something obviously affects our ability to remember our dreams… i have found that chocolate helps me to retain a memory of the dream…

heres another interesting experience i had… (though it was incredibly stupid)

sitting somewhere at school one day i was approached by a few friends and they asked me if i wanted to be “passed out”.

i had heard stories of it and i was interested in it (i saw it in the same regard as hypnotism)

so we went into the lavishly furnished boys bathroom (cement walls and floor) and they demonstrated the process of 2 of their own before i agreed to let them try it on me.

after doing a series of breaths designed to get you hyperventilating, they press on your solarplex with your back to the wall and in about 10 seconds you pass out…

here was the experience from my point of view starting from the 10 second process…

ok feel nothing… nothing… nothing… woah light headed… woh head is heavy… woh wtf - blank…

woh im driving a race car… this is awsome and i’m going really fast… woooooooo!

bright light- tunnel vision- - shake my head and come to

“woh where the hell am i? why does my head hurt?”

“uhh we forgot to catch you ?”

“catch me? wtf?”… “oh right the pass out thing…”

stupid right? i seriously don’t remember what led me to believe that it was an o.k thing to do… but i lived…

what did i learn? that i had an awsome racing dream in roughly 4 seconds…

i conclude that either because the dream was so recent, or because it was a certain state of unconsciousness, i was able to remember my dream quite vividly…

this also makes me raise the question “do we always dream?”

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Never been beat up. Not a sleepwalker.

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Huh?

Wonderer-eating chocolate before bed not only makes dreams easier to remember, but it increases the vividness by quite a bit. Apparently different types of cheese will make people have specific dream themes. Example: Cheddar cheese gave 2/3 of the volunteers dreams about celebrities. Red Leicester gave 6/10 of the volunteers nostalgic dreams, such as a school day or seeing childhood friends.

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perhaps you are an just don’t know it… i apparently used to go on sleep excursions and would return to my bed safe and sound…

also i suspect heavy memory repression regarding your numerous whuppins you’ve recieved… psychiatry is recommended.