So...I found a small little thread about dreams, but it was old, so...here's another.
Post your weirdest dream or nightmare.
I'll set an example by going first with probably the weirdest dream I've ever had.The tale of the torturers and the nuns with guns or Stalin obviously has something against christianity
The dream began by me dropping into a canal and shortly after, being picked up by a sailboat containing about 10 youths participating in a realityshow. They were sailing around Europe and being taped by cameras rigged in the boat.
We arrived to Lübeck - I have never been to Lübeck and I don't know what it looks like but in dreams one just know certain things - and anchored (or whatever it's called) in the canal. We were escorted to the store by members of the tv crew and then we were forbidden to leave the boat. To ensure this we were guarded by 4 nuns in habits madeout of patent leather, armed with machineguns.
We forgot to by alcohol, and crept past the nuns and wonder of in the town (wich was now Gamla Stan - Old Town in Stockholm) and all of a sudden it was winter and there was and a big santa-sleigh in a small square, were some mall-santa had been greeting kids earlier. We got into the enormous sleigh and ofcourse it started racing down a hill and we drove straight through a manger by a church and broke little baby jesuses head off. So the villagers started chasing us and we ran and ran.
Then we came to what looked like a suburb in some eastern-european country and we remembered that we were looking for a place to buy alcohol. We saw a girl in our age from a far and started running towards her. For some reason we had to clime a constructionwork....thingy....wich fell down over us as we were about to dismount.
Anyway, we got to the girl who invited us to a rave and we followed her out in nowhere to a hangar (wich was also a boathouse). But there was no party there.
Instead we were captured by a group of people cuffing us and trying do interrogate us. As we knew nothing of nothing they started to torture us, nailed one girl to the wooden wall, sense she was christian and mocked her for dying like Jesus. One girl was about to cut my tits off but somehow I got away and jumped in the water and swimmed (the canal again) to our (the realityshow cast's) apartment and got out on a ledge outside a window as I sa one of the torturers entering the flat. One of the other kids on the show had also managed to escape and came in through the apartment door just to be stabbed to death by the torturer.
I let out a scream and dove into the canal below me and swam a long way under the water, just to ascend on a riverbank......being greeted by the torturers and presented with a hole field covered with horseshit wich I was supposed to eat.THE END
This may be really weird, but here it is: I don't have nightmares. :orly::o
This may be really weird, but here it is: I don't have nightmares. :orly:
This may be really weird, but here it is: I don't have nightmares. :orly:
Have you read this thread (http://www.intensitysquared.com/index.php/topic,16820.0/topicseen.html) yet?
This may be really weird, but here it is: I don't have nightmares. :orly::o
I once had a dream that I was black woman and had lesbian sex with a white woman in some cube like room, painted with vibrant colours; do I win this thread?
I once had a dream that I was black woman and had lesbian sex with a white woman in some cube like room, painted with vibrant colours; do I win this thread?
What disturbs me about those kinds of dreams is that in the dream state, our brains don't go WTF :zombiefuck:.
Amazing really.
I once had a dream that I was black woman and had lesbian sex with a white woman in some cube like room, painted with vibrant colours; do I win this thread?
Oh and once I dreamed there was a cartoon house in the back of my parents lawn. Nothing really creepy, but it still was a nightmare due to the ambience.
In this litte sartoon house with yellow straw roof and white walls, there lived a little cartoon man who started dragging out thre cannons made out of sponge....one pink, one yellow and one baby blue. Neither worked and he was furious.
Oh and once I dreamed there was a cartoon house in the back of my parents lawn. Nothing really creepy, but it still was a nightmare due to the ambience.
In this litte sartoon house with yellow straw roof and white walls, there lived a little cartoon man who started dragging out thre cannons made out of sponge....one pink, one yellow and one baby blue. Neither worked and he was furious.
i get some rather "dark" nightmares. not a lot happen, but there is a VERY dark "vibe" that often scares me half to death by itself
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deams mean nothing. they are most likely a reflection of your current mental state, a sortof processing effect. everyone associates themes differently, so there cant/wont be a single set of interpretations for things encountered in dreams
i get some rather "dark" nightmares. not a lot happen, but there is a VERY dark "vibe" that often scares me half to death by itself
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deams mean nothing. they are most likely a reflection of your current mental state, a sortof processing effect. everyone associates themes differently, so there cant/wont be a single set of interpretations for things encountered in dreams
YEah. Normal dreaming is like the brain's way of defragging.
Blunt ol rage, eh? ;)
You meant the same thing though. ;)
You meant the same thing though. ;)
yes.
altho, had you used that example with, say, my mother, you'd be having to explain both what you mean by that AND what the hell defragging is
good luck! :D
And one time I had a dream in two parts.
The first part was al in bluish lighting and I was running up stairs trying to escape some men who was chasing me. I climbed up ladders and up a scyscraper.
The other part was like shot in umbra color and then I was down a beach near a boardwalk where these men caught up with me. They were 10-15 neonazis vaguely resembling the prisongang in American History X.
And...well, then I was raped as usual. And the fear was especially vivid in this one. I could feel it oozing from every pore. Woke up soaking of sweat.
And how does one go about having a dream study?
This night I dreamed of me attending some sort of gathering in a house out in the woods. I don't know if it was a wedding or something. maybe it began like one, but later on it became clear that it was a meeting and I was one of the hosts.
Things went a bit tricky when the rivaling group of werewolfs started moving our way in their armyjeeps.
I was in some kind of ambush by a backroad and we caught a few of them werewolfs (who was not transformed at the time) and turned two of them over to "our people" and killed the rest.
Then we discovered there were a LOT of werewolfmoney...wich I had to smuggle out hidden in bags and under my clothes and in a sandwich.
Started spending a bit at a time for no one to notice, but the werewolf community knew and they were on to me.
This night I dreamed of me attending some sort of gathering in a house out in the woods. I don't know if it was a wedding or something. maybe it began like one, but later on it became clear that it was a meeting and I was one of the hosts.
Things went a bit tricky when the rivaling group of werewolfs started moving our way in their armyjeeps.
I was in some kind of ambush by a backroad and we caught a few of them werewolfs (who was not transformed at the time) and turned two of them over to "our people" and killed the rest.
Then we discovered there were a LOT of werewolfmoney...wich I had to smuggle out hidden in bags and under my clothes and in a sandwich.
Started spending a bit at a time for no one to notice, but the werewolf community knew and they were on to me.
I had one with the police searching my house and wanting to charge me with making bombs and meth in my basement after finding my mini lab. No I don't make those things but do do a lot of experimenting
I had one with the police searching my house and wanting to charge me with making bombs and meth in my basement after finding my mini lab. No I don't make those things but do do a lot of experimenting
In other words , they haven't found it yet? :lol:
I had a dream that I had a job the other night. A job with lots of chocolate and tea. All fair trade, and all delicious. Was making things out of it, to be sold.
Very nice job too.
my dreams are more odd than extreme. And full of weird sex. I just go on adventures, and sometimes scale skyscrapers or otherwise go flying though the air plummeting to sudden death. I get strange dreams sometimes, though. And I have had nightmares too but not traditional ones. Dreams are weird.
I once had a dream that I was black woman and had lesbian sex with a white woman in some cube like room, painted with vibrant colours; do I win this thread?
Here is a dream I had at the start of the year.
I dreamed it was a moonlit night and I was on top of a cliff face. My
back was against a big boulder and my arms were trapped by a large
reinforced shackle that was electronically sealed.
I had a few metres of rock to the edge of the chasm in front of me.
About 30 metres across the chasm in front of me was another cliff face
and a whole heap of military type screaming that I was a werewolf and
about to change.
I was screaming and crying and pleading my innocence. They were all
aiming their machine guns intent on blasting me to bits if or when I
changed and hated me. I suspected they may regardless.
They were waiting for the convulsions and so on.
I cried and pleaded and felt sick. I suppressed everything and kept
fighting against their accusations......and exposing that they were
correct and that the transformation had begun already. I ought to have
been beyond comprehension or making sense or doing anything but
becoming Wolfen. Yet though I felt the changes taking place I kept up
the pretense.
Desperately knowing soon it would be beyond me and they would see my
change and I would be pinned and a thrashing target.
Suddenly and at the final moments one of the guys mumbled and pulled
down a lever and realised by arms...that were now hairy. At that
moment my face changed and I was running in all too suddenly wolf like
legs. I was massive and energetic and muscular beyond belief and
leaped across the chasm. In seconds this took and they were all frozen
with fear seeing this shape spring across 30 metres towards them some
fired erratic aimless blasts.
I woke knowing that they were all as good as dead. The lot of them.
They could do no more to me. They were now the ones scared and they
had every reason to be. I was happy to kill them by tooth and claw in
many instinctual and horrifying way and was free.
Here is a dream I had at the start of the year.You're missing Loup. :nerdy: So am I, she is a good forum member.
I dreamed it was a moonlit night and I was on top of a cliff face. My
back was against a big boulder and my arms were trapped by a large
reinforced shackle that was electronically sealed.
I had a few metres of rock to the edge of the chasm in front of me.
About 30 metres across the chasm in front of me was another cliff face
and a whole heap of military type screaming that I was a werewolf and
about to change.
I was screaming and crying and pleading my innocence. They were all
aiming their machine guns intent on blasting me to bits if or when I
changed and hated me. I suspected they may regardless.
They were waiting for the convulsions and so on.
I cried and pleaded and felt sick. I suppressed everything and kept
fighting against their accusations......and exposing that they were
correct and that the transformation had begun already. I ought to have
been beyond comprehension or making sense or doing anything but
becoming Wolfen. Yet though I felt the changes taking place I kept up
the pretense.
Desperately knowing soon it would be beyond me and they would see my
change and I would be pinned and a thrashing target.
Suddenly and at the final moments one of the guys mumbled and pulled
down a lever and realised by arms...that were now hairy. At that
moment my face changed and I was running in all too suddenly wolf like
legs. I was massive and energetic and muscular beyond belief and
leaped across the chasm. In seconds this took and they were all frozen
with fear seeing this shape spring across 30 metres towards them some
fired erratic aimless blasts.
I woke knowing that they were all as good as dead. The lot of them.
They could do no more to me. They were now the ones scared and they
had every reason to be. I was happy to kill them by tooth and claw in
many instinctual and horrifying way and was free.
More normal everyday stuff last night fuck I am boring>:D me too
Dreamt about some of you, and, I ended up getting shot in my leg by accident. :hahaha:
Must have been that gun-crazy weeble.
Must have been that gun-crazy weeble.
I was at home when it happened! I am innocent! :cbc:
Strange dreams last night. Anger and confusion and lava and volcanic explosions.
Had a dream about the cinema. They had rebuilt the damned thing. :(
Had a dream about the cinema. They had rebuilt the damned thing. :(
"It rose from the rubble..." :zombiefuck:
Basically a nightmare then?
LOL, came home from work. Read again what I wrote. Realise now I brought home two shirts to try on. Something chestnut/terra coloured, and a eyehurting white one.
They'd match the colours of the hair in my dream.
Dreamt I had borrowed something (can't recall what it was). When I was on my way to return it to the owner I found out she had just died. And I was at a loss about what to do with this thing that did not belong to me and that I could not hand back. I was not sad, just at a loss on what to do.
Think I may have a condition. :asthing:
Dreamt I had borrowed something (can't recall what it was). When I was on my way to return it to the owner I found out she had just died. And I was at a loss about what to do with this thing that did not belong to me and that I could not hand back. I was not sad, just at a loss on what to do.
Think I may have a condition. :asthing:
Some fun dream analysis to be had with that :)
I dreamt that a drunk guy was singing what makes you beautiful to my cat.
I dreamt that a drunk guy was singing what makes you beautiful to my cat.
Does your cat listen to One Direction in real life? :aff: :cat: