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Waking Life aka The Dream Thread

I had a dream this morning...


I was with somebody driving around, it felt like I had somebody else's head, as did he, And we decided to go back to our house before our body reacted negatively to the environment(don't ask I saw a really weird movie when I was 8). I got out of the car and tried to walk into the back door, but I wasn't used to the balance in my body, so I kept falling backwards. I decided to roll around a bit. So we got who were we looking for plus another passenger, and it turned out our GPS showed up the cops were after us. We drove into a sketchy neighborhood where there was some awesome DBZ graffiti of Tapion kicking some Cell Jr. ass around a boarded up movie theater(which was pretty sweet.

Then, I guess we ducked into a funeral home that seemed like a movie theater with the lights on. I took a seat, then I decided to console the woman in from of me. I then say, "I'm sorry for your loss".

She says, "Thank you." We embrace, and then I ask for her name.

She then said, "I'll tell you at the next funeral."

I was shocked. I inquired, "So, you just want me to, um, crash another funeral?"

She goes, "Um, well, yeah, sure. I'll see you there"

I go, "Yeah, see you there."

So then I walk around the back a bit and this punk-ass scientist kid drops me for no reason. I start thinking, "He gets out of school early and he's such an asshole."

I then find a public terminal and fuck around for a bit, when I hear a commotion at the bottom of the funeral. I approach the bottom from the right. Down there, these guys are asking some corporate fatguy why marijuana's illegal. He simply states, "It-it just is."

I then make my entrance by boldy boasting, "I'LL tell you why marijuana's illegal:It contains a secret that they don't want you to know! The ability to create new, unpredictable economies, the power to soothe the mind, free crriminals, these are the secrets THEY -" and I point at the corporate guy "-don't want you to know!"

Then this female cop holds me down while another cops prepares a taser charge from behind her. He fires it, but I deflect the end of the barb into the female cop holding me down.

And that's where my story ends.
 
Usually I dream about getting drugs and being back in high school, but last week I dreamt about the end of the world(?) So here it goes:




-In the beginning, I am sitting with my brother at the mall in Washington D.C. (which makes some sense because I go there to run a couple times a month) It's night.

-I look up and see 2 alien scapeships. One is small and looks like the typical flying saucer. The other one kind of looks like the Death Star from Star Wars. The bigger spaceship is shooting little alien people down to the surface of the earth using a blue ray of light.

-So once I see this, I tell my brother to follow me, and as we're running, I see the little aliens running with everyone. They aren't doing anything, they're just running like all the panicked people.

-The aliens are about 2 feet tall, and they resemble tiny skeleton men.

-Finally we find shelter at the Smisthsonian Metro station, which is underground. (which makes sense because thats the stop I get off at usually) I somehow find shelter in a restroom, with other people that I know, some old friends, minor acquaintances. (which does not make sense because that Metro stop does not have a bathroom)

-We all hide in the restroom while hearing the panicked screams of people outside.

-Then I charge my cell phone.

-After that, I walk out of the bathroom, out onto the surface (which now resembles the campus of a college I attended) so I can call my mother to make sure everything is okay. To make sure that she survived the invasion.

-All this time, its raining little bugs/reptiles(?) that get in my hair and splatter when they hit the pavement.




And thats all folks. I wanted to record it here before I forgot it completely! On a sidenote: I've noticed ever since I've been sober from dope and weed, etc, that I dream every single night, and I dream of more interesting things than when I was using drugs.....
 
3-14-07 (gotta record this one before I forget)

-I dreamt that I was lost in ......Seattle (dont know why, I've never been farther west than Chicago in my whole life)

-So I'm walking along, trying to get back to my hotel, and all of a sudden, I'm on this dead end road.

-And there's farms on both sides of the road, so I run down to check one out. I meet a farmer and his son working out on the fields. They are growing all sorts of flowers. They tell me they will give me directions if I help them pick dandelions.

-All of a sudden, the field of dandelions turns into a field of discarded old clothes. (jeans, shirts, etc)

-The farmers son tells me they're the clothes of the people that they kill.

-Next thing I know, I'm back at my house explaining the whole thing to my mother.

-She doesn't believe me, so I say "Oh yeah, where do you think I got this shirt?"


The end :)
 
^^ I think that's just your subconscious mind at work. you've probably read enough about the LSD expierence for your dreams to be accurate maybe?

People tend to dream about whats on my mind the most. for example, when I watched both godfather movies (godfather 3 doesnt count as a real movie in my opinion) in one sitting last week, I dreamt about the mafia and assassinations, sleepin wit da fishes, etc, etc. So maybe when you're up late at night reading about LSD, the thoughts make their way into your dream.
 
Since I ALWAYS run out of my benzo script at a time when I need them most I will have dreams about 1000's of V-cuts, K-Cuts, Xan bars etc. snowing down on my open hands....aahhhh, wonderful dreams///

When I broke my knee cap I dreamed of all these different pain pills snowing down on my hands since my doctor would not give me more than a couple T3's I was in PAIN.

There are many philosophies which consider this waking state to be a "half sleep state". The real awakening is analogous to the same difference between being asleep in bed and walking around during the day. This half sleep state that we call "awake" will seem to the truly awakened one as "in bed sleep" appears to us in our "waking" or half dream state. We can talk, write books, paint pictures and do all sorts of things that require innovation , thinking and even physical strength. We know that none of these actions or thought processes is remotely possible in our "sleep in bed at night". So imagine what possibilities are there for the one who sees our waking "half dream" state the way we see sleep. The possibilities are amazing, what human beings really could accomplish and be capable of when woken out of this dream state we call life.
 
the last meaningfull dream was whilst in rehab doing a methadone detox and in quite alot of discomfort i started to have sleep paralasis on my bed and then started dreaming, i was in an incredibly blissfull state and it felt so real just like i had had a mix of ketamine and smack.i then sat up right in my bed; their was a man with a needle standing next to me i was murmering for more, found it hard to speak but i just managed to ask him to go down the chemist and get another needle,then suddenly the wall became translucent next to me and i was sitting their with the girl in the next room, she seemed to sense my presence,then a floating face merged through the door like sum kind of spirit and looked me direct in the face and told me i can come to his shop.then i went back into sleep paralysis but i was sitting up with my head inbetween my knees, i now felt totaly awake just paralised, the way my head was druped it was having strain on my back, then it was like i had esp, i started to think of another patient i was in with and he came into my room, he didnt no what to do so he got a member of staff the exact second she oped the door i sprang back up and wasnt paralyised, later on thqt day i was introduced to a visiter who could sell me speed who looked very much like the floating face.i had 2 other dreams that were lucid 1 evening after the other after that afternoon,im not often able to lucid dream so this was pleasent for me as i was having such a rough time detoxing.
 
DJ_Kaotik said:
Hey analysts...I need help with this one.

I keep having this same situation repeat in my dreams. Different dreams with different scenarios but same situation.

I keep dreaming that I am chewing a large amount of gum...like...extremely large. And I start trying to pull it out of my mouth. And I just keep pulling and pulling and all this gum is coming out but it's still there. And I can breathe....I'm not choking. And it like...snaps off in bits. It's really strange. I've been having them for about a year now.

I've searched on google for dream interpretations and I can't find anything about trying to pull gum out of my mouth. What does this meeeeeeeeeean?!?!? :(
Click to expand...


it sounds like....
your pulling out your intestines
 
I always have fucked up dreams.

A few months ago, i dreamt i was at Earthcore, but it looked all different, and i injected ice with my friend, who just sat there looking all bored... and i turned to her and said "wtf dude, arent u fucked up?" she just stared at me blankly. Then it kicked in, and was rushing SO hard, and was SO fucked, it felt so god damn real the feel of IV ice actually woke me up, and it took me a few minutes to realise it wasnt real :S that dream was woah to say the least.

I always dream of using drugs, but drugs i cant get my hands on in reality.

Then the other night, i had a dream that i was out with an old work friend, drinking beer, and i was like, watching my dream from an outsiders point of view... and i could hear another friend's voice over, over the top of my dream... but it was co-inciding with what me and my friend were saying in my dream, and i couldnt understand him... And i couldnt pick who's voice it was, and the voice became louder and louder and it woke me up.. Then echoed and faded away. Fucking whack. I later figured out who's voice it was.

There are more to come, i get weird dreams.
 
Lately ive been travelling, either running away, hiding, or looking for something. its been in the forest or at school mostly.
I killed my boyfriends nan in the bath, then ran home. i got scared he would know it was me cos i just left. when i got home there were 2 guys in my bed that my friend brought there, my boyfriend arrived at my place, then i woke up.
Im all over the place.
 
for all lucid dreamers try this : when in a lucid dream sit down and meditate, you will get this russian doll effect(you know like a doll inside a doll inside a doll only a mind inside of a mind :D) that is a total mindfuck!

help me with this dream, I walk into school and everyone is coming out of school as I walk in. When I get in I go to my locker and all my friends are there. I walk up to this jock and pretend I'm doing voodoo on him and he buys it for some reason and starts getting really scared, all my friends proceed to luagh at him. That one seems easy to analyze.

Last night I dreamt I was with two friends and my one friend had just gotten this awesome muscle car. He let me drive and i did this sick 360 burnout. Then my other friend drove to these hay catacomb things. We went sneaking inside even though we weren't supposed to and went down into this little basement. I looked around for cool stuff to steal but there was nothing good so we decided to leave. For some reason I go back downstairs and there is this kid in a corner i didn't see before. He starts to scream and try and blow our cover so I start to beat him up. Then I wake up.

To help learn lucid dreaming I began keeping a journal right next to my bed so that when I wake up I can immediately write down dreams because it helps with memory and recognizing when you are dreaming. Really you dream every night so when you start righting them down you get better until you can remember them really well. I have a lot of bizarre ones i'll post more later
 
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i had this very strange dream once. i was being chased by zombies, and most of the time, being chased in a dream is very, very scary. anyway, i was in a wooden room and i had barricaded the doors, but the zombies were trying to get in and would eventually succeed. i was scared out of my wits and decided i'd rather take my life than be eaten alive by zombies. so i took a big kitchen knife and dragged it across my throat, but i used the wrong fucking side of the knife and it didn't do anything. so i turned the knife around and actually used the blade this time and successfully slit my throat. i died, then came back to "life" as a zombie and carried out the rest of the dream doing zombie things. it was weird.
 
I have many dreams everynight. I wish I could retain all of them, but in time I will. This one has been in my head for a while though.

I was in a large glass room eating with my family. My dad and grandfather are talking about the family business constantly like usual. I see one of my friends outside, and he waved me outside. I then walked outside and was greeted by 5 others I haven't been necessarilly friends with, but they are "there" and accepted by me.
We continue to walk through this forrest scene and we come up to a cliff. There seemed to have been a train track that was only in little segements...like where the support beams would be. There were ropes there for us to use to get across i guess. I thought for a second and i levitated off of the ground and floated across the cliff into the tunnel where the tracks continued. The same segmented bride continued on and I was too scared to continue onwards for fear that i might fall and hit the ground that I saw. I didn't see if all my friends used ropes to make their way across. Once they made it to where I was we continued in the tunnel and it was like a house in a cave.
Other small details occured...and to help with your imagination of what might of happened. 2 couples were kinda distant from me. I suppose you could say there is envy between? thats a bad way of putting it. One couple consisted of an ex that i had a pretty long relationship with and a friend that got her pregnant a couple months after we split. The other girl was kind of a fuck buddy, and she seemed to disappear at the cliff. Like she was scared to cross.
 
Last night i had a pretty vivid dream. I took some doxylamine succinate, to help me become drowsy. I find it can make my dreams much more vivid and produce many more dreams per night.

I awoke, or so i thought with a weird feeling behind my teeth. I remember pushing my tongue against the back of my mouth. I slowly realized that my retainer, or rather a small wire that is supposed to be permanently behind my teeth to retain their straightness, was gone. I started freaking out, had i swallowed it. Then suddenly it was back again. But i could feel it ripping, i could hear it. It was the most horrible feeling, my teeth were peelig out of my mouth with the wire. Slowly they came out farther and farther. Until finally it cracked. It was not painful but made me feel sick. I felt nauseous in my dream. I remember licking vigorously at what used to be my upper front teeth.

I finally awoke and realized it was a dream. The first thing i did was check to see if my retainer was still there, as i have bitten so hard while dreaming before that i cracked the cement and had to get it re glued. It was still secure and my teeth still fully in tact.

I think i have this reoccurring dream due to having something alien in my mouth. When i awoke this time i realized i had a pain in the back of my mouth. I had gotten a large piece of my cheek in between my top and bottom molars and was biting on it all night. It was sore the rest of the day.

I think maybe i am having these dreams about my teeth because recently my wisdom teeth have become more apparent at that they will be coming in soon.
 
I don't remember my dreams
I think that if i did they would just get in the way of my regular life
although i do remember them for about 2 minutes after i wake up and then i shake them off. I used to get some very intense dreams associated to my use of DXM they were tunnels and alternate worlds and weird things growing and time travel, but i can barly remember them just that i had them lol.
 
this morning i had one of those cool, "i've woken up" dreams, where i woke up in my bed and was getting up and being silly with the wifey but things were slightly different but i didn't notice them until i really woke up in bed and thought about my dreams, which i do every morning.

there are some reoccuring places in many of my dreams but most dreams these days are completely unique and bizarre. i love my dreams and feel sad my wifey doens't remember hers.
 
I haven't read all the posts on this thread but i am wondering if anyone has been able to get down a technique for astral projection and if anyone has done it legitly
 
Been reading bluelight for a loonng time, but never bothered to post. Why? I don't know. Anyways, I like discussing dreams.

Last night I dreamt I was living in wasaga (beach town in ontario, except I live just outside of toronto) and these cops came to my door and I managed to slip a baggy of blow into my pocket before they saw it. They came inside for reasons I can't recall and noticed the illegal satellite programs my dad had left open on his computer and started scouring his computer. Meanwhile, I was terrified they'd look through mine.

I also once dreamt I was in some futuristic battle, running across the desert battlefield, wielding a sword and an enemy riding another alien creature took my head off with his sword, but then I'd respawn at the back of the field, and try again. This happened numerous times. (Note: I have a past of being a huuuuge computer gamer) Weird. I'm pretty sure he killed me each time and just respawned. I thought you weren't supposed to die in dreams?
 
About 3 months ago I had a terrible dream. I told my sister who is very religious that I did not believe in god. She was the one who started the conversation. She said something about how I would go to hell, and that she could not have anything to do with me because of my belief. My parents were also upset over what I said(they actually know I don't believe, and my mom doesn't have a problem with it, but my dad does. He never liked me anyway). After this, I was ripped out of reality, into a dark place by god, who seemed very evil. I was brought back and I fell to the ground, unable to walk for a few seconds. When I got up, I started walking toward my parents, siblings, nephews, and niece who were all there together. They seemed very angry and started chasing me. I went into the house and they chased me to the bathroom. They started urinating, vomiting, and shitting all over me and putting it in my mouth. They were hitting and kicking me, and saying terrible things about me. There were also some people I did not know participating in the attack. Several people, including my mother, held me down and pushed my face and head into the toilet. It was filled with vomit and excrement. I could feel myself drowning in the disgusting filth, and I was struggling to get free. I could taste it as it got into my mouth. I felt myself dying, then I awoke. I felt like I would vomit immediately after waking up. This dream was one of the most disturbing dreams I have ever had.

I have also had several dreams over the last year about being raped. They were all unpleasant. The last one was just a few days ago. In it, I was raped by an ugly elderly woman who had a penis instead of a vagina. All but two of the dreams I have had about being raped were about being raped by ugly women with penises. One of the exceptions was a dream of being raped by my sister, who is fairly attractive(I am not attracted to her). She had a penis. The other exception was a dream of being raped by a werewolf with a penis, I assume it was a male. I am being held down by other people in most of the dreams while being raped. I am a man, so it seems strange that I would dream of being raped, and I am not gay either, so I don't know what's up with all the penises.

I did have one dream about pretending to have sex with a beautiful woman several years ago. She was dead, and I murdered her. I don't remember dreaming about the actual murder, only that I had murdered her. My brother and some of his friends were walking toward me, so I got on top of her body and pretended to be having sex so they would quickly leave without seeing that she was dead, and it worked. After that, my mother started to help me dispose of the body by cutting a hole in the wall to stuff the body inside of. I woke up before finishing.

I consider myself asexual, I have no desire for sex. Sex seems very disgusting to me, and very unpleasant for multiple reasons (getting other peoples bodily fluids on me, having to be right up against another persons body and making lots of physical contact with them) I have never had a normal sex dream.

Maybe you all think I am fucked up in the head now, after reading this. You'd probably be right.
 
I had a real disturbing dream the other day. I was in a crowded city and it was just a real disgusting/ aggressive atmosphere. I was in a car driving by myself and when I looked out there was a roller coaster with people just falling and splitting into the street. People where watching and laughing. I then tried to turn onto a street and got beeped at. I was driving up the road and saw a boy riding his bike and his leg just exploded. and he said "damn leg failed me again."

I'm pretty good at interpreting my own dreams, but this one has got me stumped. If I had to guess I am stressing over things a can't control, but a second opinion would be nice.
 
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