with regard to the most recent Psychology thread No dreams?, I’ve decided that we should start a thread where we describe dreams that we have had, particularly the ones we can describe with a fair amount of detail. Explanations as to why you believe you had this dream would be interesting as well.
Dreams are very interesting and very mysterious, perhaps by reading personal accounts of dreams we can learn more about the nature of them.
I would like this thread to be one that you will always go to when you wake up and say “Damn, that was a crazy dream!”.
I’ll get to dreaming pretty soon here.
“Ouch!!”, “Alright one more time…” falls to the floor “Zzzzzzz…”
So far I analyze my own dreams and noticed that the only times I really DO remember them is if something is really on my mind. I do admit that in the last 15 months I did “ask my mind nicely” to remember the important dreams, or if not, at least symbols of them so that I know what my mind’s priorities are and how to solve them.
I am happy to say that so far I managed to deal with each issue and fix (or confornt) it. Dreams did help me in many ways, not only regarding problems but also with ideas. However I’d like to point out to those “new to dreams” (and by that I mean those who are beginning to remember dreams since a fairly short amount of time) that they shouldn’t always takethem as they are and try to look deeper (also metaphorically) although some, let’s say 5% of them are quite obvious and have no deep meanings.
I will post one recent dream I had which was interesting because of the way it expressed itself in my mind (and yes I am dealing iwth it so it didn’t re-occur). Ah yes - regarding recurring dreams, they usually repeat themselves when we still need to “face” or resolve the issue in the dream (whether it’s good ir bad it’s irrelevant). Anyway, I do look forward to seeing some of your dreams.
A while ago had a dream which I remember vividly, unusual because I normally can only remember scraps and pieces of dreams and never the whole narrative. Anyways here is the dream-
I was laying flat in bed staring at the roof and occasionally at the clock; it was late about 1pm. I was bored as hell thinking over and over about why I couldn’t get to sleep and how tired I was going to be tomorrow.
Then suddenly I noticed in the far left-hand corner of the room a silhouette of an old fashioned wooden chair floating in the air with a purple haze emanating around it.
At first I was surprised then I said to myself “fuck I’m dreaming, a lucid dreamâ€, which is something I’d been wanting to experience.
But suddenly a felt a surge of anxiety, an ominous feeling, it seemed to surge up through me starting midway in my body till it encapsulated me. And then it felt like someone or something was suffocating me, holding my mouth and nose while applying pressure. I resined myself to this force I couldn’t see and the pressure seemed to lighten. I knew I was dreaming and i knew this unseen force suffocating me. Because i’ve dreampt it before. Then I fought back and the force or thing seemed to go limp and I woke up in my room nothing changed, nothing wrong.
I sleep through noon and into the “sunset” ,
i don’t recall having any dreams but i can foresee
a near future event without all the details until it happens
(so far i have experienced about 6 or 7 of these sorts of “dreams”).
some people refer to me as “weird” “dark” and “Biased” for some reason i don’t intend on finding out , and then there is the “honest” “caring” and
truly unbiased me , my own astrological sign is a cursed symbol of my self-manipulation by having the power to change at any given time.
also another backround check for myself , just recently i have my wisdom teeth shown in a x-ray (i’m 14) also my hair is going beyond it’s normal limits for my age , neck , abdomen area , lower back , i swear it’s like the body isn’t even mine it’s like i’m living in replacement of someone else’s life , i know that sounds gay or just plane retarded but that’s my opinion/facts.
isn’t it quiet odd the fact that i was born in the year of 1991 , where many deaths have occured , and i am but a “future” replacement for all those soldiers?
why is it every time i try to do something right , someone sees something negative about me?
I have completed a theory upon which my youth was looking for , ilovephilosophy.com/phpbb/vi … p?t=149671 .
I can give you straight answers of my “past” events , anyone of you.
everything doesn’t add up it just keeps on destroying itself or at least leaving behind replacements.feel free to ask me anything , i need a view from the artist of the “Big Picture” i see it , but i need to put myself in his/her place to understand all this insanity and loss.
Ever since I was 6 I have been able to lucid dream. This came about because one night I was so scared because of a dream [yes, I remember perfectly what happened even though it was 11 years ago]
In recent years, I recall being able to simulate touch. very intresting thing to learn while being able to lucid dream. My favorite dream was me skydiving and being able to feel the wind on my face and the rest of my body for the first time. Another intresting point about this skill is that when ever I need to practice something, I just make a dream of it and practice it all night. Then, when I try it the next day or when ever I can in real life, It’s like I’ve been at it for months/years. [helps to have a photographic memory too]
if some were wondering from my intro, that’s how I know so many languages. I just think it’s weird that people can’t control their dreams and when I hear their crazy dreams of them being chased by tomatoes or something I just laugh. lol <~~ kinda like that.
well, It was a little bit of both… I practiced learning how to control and notice I was dreaming. But the thing is, it only took me one time to do it. soo I guess I always could, it’s just that I never really tried before.
keep in mind I was 6 at the time. don’t let my age fool you though I definitely was no dull crayon.
Dream:
In a very large bed at a higher-class sort of hotel,
5 skunks, one large hairless bulldog, and a giant rooster character were all having an orgy. They were much like the WarnerBrothers characters, though less cartoon like and far more realistic/graphic, etc.
Many things happened before and after this event.
=D>
5/3/2006:
Meditative:
During a conscious state of deeper meditation in the morning [not a “dream”], I’d entered a strange and vast black plain, in which dark sands were all around. I traveled up a large pyramid, and after averting the cutting and confusion of a glass lamp at the top, I came back to the same pyramid–though it now was larger and different. Upon entering the large crystil top of it, I found myself within a deep darkness that most anyone would have feered, and I entered into the mouth of a large dead “mummy” sort of being. From there I had tried hard to see through the darkness, in that I had pulled objects out of the darkness, or pulled myself out of that darkness. Once near to a strange new object–I had been figuring out which position to take infront of an animate statue. It, she, was also to the right of a standing three… Some sort of triad, perhaps a primary or higher goddes of ancient egypt. What I did after that I will not say, but I was attempting to exploit a power and a position.
This may qualify as “astral projection”, and I came to gain… to gain secrets.
My ususal dreams are “crazey”, and there has been much banging lately between peoples, though I am un amused. The dreams that I have whilst sleeping have little meaning to me, when compared to what I “see” when I enter my mind consciously.
i had a dream a couple years ago (and i still remember it, it was so vivid)
i was sitting at a bus stop
the bus stop is one i have sat at on several occasions, i used it to get to work, it is in the middle of downtown denver, surrounded by tall buildings
everyone was moving in slow motion, though going about their bussiness as though this was normal
all most all color was gone, everything was black and white, except for spacific people, and they were vividly colored, with a aura around them
after watching all of this i looked down at my self and i was glowing with the same aura, i was also moving in slow motion.
after looking at my self a feeling that i should not look up and to my right, that to do so would be a very bad thing
so i looked up to my right to see someone yelling at me slamming and pointing at a bible (note no sound was coming out he just had the face of someone yelling)
then the dream ended
the creepy part is that day while sitting at the bus stop (the same one from my dream) the same people walked by, i even looked over at the right time to see the bus drive by like in my dream, but no screaming guy, though i got the same, do not look up, feeling. and everything was in color
Well, I feel as if I have to contribute, although I have a hard time remembering my dreams.
Although I do remember a funny one I had recently.
I was in a field (which was actually the airport I live by, thats the area where this field was…I could just feel it.) with a bunch of my friends.
We had our own fenced off square of the large field (which apparently we bought), and we were growing a whole lot of marijuana plants.
I recall that it was a very awkward situation and I did not feel particualary comfortable being there.
Then I looked over my friend N’s shoulder and I saw one of my teachers that had recently resigned.
He was also with his wife who is still a teacher at my school. They had also apparently bought a section of the field because they were standing in their own fenced off square.
I was immediately startled and told my friends that we should avoid eye contact because we wouldn’t want them to see us with all of this pot.
Then I noticed that they had gotten closer, and they were standing there, completely still, staring right at me.
So I raised my hand and waved to them, but they did not respond…
When I was a child I had a fever.
I had a very vivid dream, actually it was a nightmare.
I dreamt (it was very real) that my grandmother was driving her car.
What I remember from the dream was that I saw her car driving slowly in what appeared to be a junkyard.
All of a sudden a huge mass of sand drops from above and completely buries her car. Then I awoke with a startle I screamed, I was sweating, I jumped up and down on my bed
I was screaming, “Don’t let her go!”
I got my mother and told her that grandma couldn’t drive her car.
I called my grandmother and told her frantically not to drive her car because I was worried about her.
I guess a fever will do that to ya.
…dreams are often an expression of our inner fears, not just our insecurities.
Last night, I dreamed of running through the forests on all fours, the wind in my hair. Its kind of a common dream for me, to. There’s the scent of something, and an urge to chase. The next few (minutes) of the dream are kind of chaotic…a variety of shrubs, trees, and wildlife, and all forms of misc. data. To some extent, I’m concious that its a dream, but the imagined adrenaline high is too much…there’s a need to follow.
Eventually, I come upon what can only be described as my prey, and pounce upon it, pinning it to the ground. My mouth comes near, but I don’t bite. Its my fiancee, Catherine.
The mindset behind it, I can’t fully remember, but its a weird combination of violent anger and burning desire…the need to have.
This dream invariably ends in me waking abruptly.
I think its a fear of myself that causes it, but then, it could also be that lust for settling down, even if it means being done forcefully.
Any thoughts or other interprutations would be more than welcome…its a dream thats been bothering me for almost a year now.
I had a very interesting dreaming experience last night…well actually more like this morning.
I woke up (slighty hungover) and I went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth.
Then it occured to me that I had a very interesting dream that night.
I could not recall however what the dream was at all, I had no memory, but I knew it was an interesting dream thast I had.
I went back into my room and layed down on my bed face first, and tried to remember what I was dreaming about…then I thought (in a dreamlike state still) that my dream was recorded on a video camera or something like that.
I dreamed that I pulled out the tape strip and looked at it.
I was worried that if I took out the strip it might ruin it and then I wouldn’t be able to see.
But I was able to make out the strip, and it all the ‘frames’ of my dream that I had.
It was like a collection of important photos from my dream.
Trying to recall what these photos were now is very difficult however, but I know that it involved me nailed to a cross (like Jesus) at the beach…then I can’t quite remember the frames after that.
Interesting dreaming experience overall though…perhaps I can use this method in the future to remember my dreams, mabye you can try it too.
Just try to think of your dream (even if you can’t remember) as something recorded on a tape and then take out that tape and look at the film strip (eh, easier said then done probably)
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“Ouch!!”, “Alright one more time…” 