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Waking Life aka The Dream Thread

I had a mad dream last ngiht - I dont remember much of it but I remember being in a house that I was sure I had dreamt of before - and it was gloomy like the light was fading in the house from the setting sun - there was a man I had stabbed with an iron railingfor trying to attack me and his spirit was there in the house coming after me with a big knife and I was running up and down these nice carpeted stairs and there had been a man somewhere ewhich I had felt like was my protector but he got killed by the baddy so it was just me and him - I ran and ran and the man was coming after me - looking wild but singing an old red indian death song and it went on and I got cut on the wrist and all i could hear was this death song and I slowly unveiled from sleep to find I was singing hte song and then as consciousness came around the words turned to mumble and I lost the song, but my wrist tingled
 
I have a brilliant dream book which really gives common sense guidlines as to the meanings - it is better than other rubbishy dream books you can get - I learned alot from it and am fascinated by dreams.
 
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I read a brief overview book about Freud's interpretations.. which bored me to death.. what's book are you speaking of?
 
Last night I knew I was dreaming yet I did not try to change the course of my dream. I acknowledged consciously in the dream that I was dreaming and could do whatever I wanted to do. But, I still did not have any choice in the dream, or so it seems, and a series of events ensued.

I wonder if these dreams mean anything.
 
Had another one of my cozy dreams the other night, this time I was in a diner at school with my long-time ex, then suddenly I was lying down with her on the floor in a law class, nodding off ...

don't need to read too much into that one, that's for sure! that's the first of my subconscious-taunting love-related dreams that actually involved someone I knew though; in the past, my mind created a new and different girl each time.

At least this was the girl I really did love and actually dated for a while, not the one I had a brief fling with who killed herself or the one who got married and pregnant and moved to utah :\

what's better, love or opiates? I wish I could choose.
 
I frequently have dreams where I'm lost in a huge (I'm talkin' huge-a-mongous) building. They're really wierd, cuz it's like, I'll enter a room in the building, turn around to exit the room, and find that where I am is completely different than where I originally came from. It's like being lost in a maze that changes with each step I take... Really weird. One dream I remember in great detail...

I was, again, lost in this huge building. I was with a few friends of mine, whom I couldn't identifly, but that I knew were friends. We enter what appears to be the 'core' of the building, on the bottom level. We are looking for someone or something, which I also cannot identify. There is a huge courtyard, and looking up, I can see that the building must have hundreds of levels. (**If anyone on this message board is familiar with Paolo Soleri and his concept of 'arcology', this building in my dream reminds me of what being inside of an arcology must be like**) We begin moving through the building, and one-by-one, the friends I'm with begin to drop off - disappear, I guess.

Very soon, I am walking around by myself, and although there are many other people in the building going about their own business, I can't seem to communicate with any of them -- my greetings are met with blank stares and silence. Eventually, I make it to some sort of library and the only person there is this little girl sitting underneath a water fountain (it's one of those ones that sticks out of the wall). Her gaze is different from the blank stares I'm getting from everyone else... she seems to be the only person I've encountered so far with a spark of life in her. Then, I ask her the fatal question, the one that changes my dream into a nightmare:

"Why is everyone acting so weird?"

She responds, "because it's looking for you."

At that point I look behind me, and the sliding door I came in from opens... and I quickly turn to the little girl who, of course, now is gone. The water fountain is also gone -- in it's place is an opening to a long corridor. Without looking behind me at what's come through the door, I run through the opening -- that slow dream run that feels like I'm trying to run underwater -- and make my way down the corridor. To my left, there is a railing that overlooks the courtyard, now many hundreds of levels below. To my right is a long window that seems to span the entire length of the corridor, and looking through that window I realize that I'm staring at the blackness of space. There are many people in the corridor, and although they're all giving me the same death stares as everyone I met before the little girl in the library, nobody makes a move to restrain me or otherwise interact with me in any way.

On the opposite side of the courtyard, standing near the railing of a corridor probably 20 or so levels below, is a person... can't make out whether it's a guy or girl, but they're telling me to go to the bridge. The bridge turns out to be an opening in the railing with a platform jutting out 3 or 4 feet. Looking down, I realize that there are many other bridges on many other levels, and people are JUMPING ACROSS THEM!! Mind you, the chasm is probably a few hundred feet across, and the person who told me to go to the bridge is motioning for me to jump down to her (I can see now that it's the girl from the library, only now she's older -- about my age). Instead, in anger, I turn to face whatever is chasing me, but my curiosity is never to be fullfilled. At this point I have begun to suspect that I'm dreaming, and as I turn around to face my pursuer, everything gets hazy and I find myself in bed (my real bed) with my face jammed between the bed and my nightstand.

I thought about that dream for the rest of the day, and even wrote down every detail I could remember in my laptop -- I'm sure I still have the file somewhere.

Has anyone ever had a similar dream?
 
My dreams are usually so vivid and so real that I can't tell them from my actual life. Most of the time I'm even scared to fall asleep because I don't know where my mind will take me.

I'd say about 80% of my dreams involve someone dying. Does anyone have any thoughts on that?
I've gotten so use to them now, that I don't wake up in tears much anymore, but I'd like to know if someone has anything to say about it...
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My weird dream last night

This always happens every time I take break from smoking pot... I always get weird dreams and remember the shit out of them upon waking each morning....

Anywho, so the one I had last night was strange to me. If anyone would like to try to help me interpret it, please be my guest! :)

I was at a girl's house. We were in her driveway; I think I was trying to fix her car or something. At some point I felt the unmistakeable feeling of having diarheah in my pants. Naturally, I'm frantic, thinking about how uncool this is going to make me look (and smell) in front of a woman, so I rush inside her house to find the bathroom.

As I enter through her side door, which is near the kitchen, I see a bathroom... but there is no door. So I figure there's GOT to be another bathroom in the house, probably nearby a bedroom or something, and I start RUNNING through the house looking for one.

Her house is HUGE from the inside! There's no possible way it can be this big! I was just outside in the driveway, and from outside it looked like your average 2 bedroom house-- MAYBE 3 bedroom. But as I'm running through the house, it seems to be getting bigger. Almost as if the further I run, the more the house seems to be adding on to itself... yet I still can't find a bathroom. So I start running super-fast, and I'm knocking couch cushions out of the way as I run. I can even feel the little zipper on the cushions scratch me as I whiz by.

So eventually I see some sliding glass doors that probably lead to a back patio, where maybe a swimming pool is. I think of how a lot of people have bathrooms out by their pool, and I race through the doors...

Only there's no pool out here. I find myself standing in the middle of, what I can only refer to as a carnival ride?! You know how a lot of the carnival rides that go around and around in circles, like the Tilt-A-Whirl, always have some kind of "tarp" that covers all the metal poles and stuff? Well, I'm standing on this "tarp" trying to balance myself as the ride circles around me, and I look back towards where the sliding glass doors were, and they aren't there. In fact, there's no evidence that I had just come out of a house. I'm simply in the middle of a carnival ride in the middle of an amusement park, and all I can think about is how nasty my pants feel, and how horribly I must smell.

This is where I woke up, and found myself in my bed. The first thing I did, of course, was check my shorts for shit, but thankfully there was none. Nor did I feel the need to go to the toilet, either. It was all [thankfully] just a dream...

But it sure felt real while it was happening, and I'm not sure I've ever experienced such strong tactile sensation in a dream before last night. It just sucks that THAT had to be the tactile sensation I felt! Why couldn't it have been about holding a pair of soft, beautiful breasts in my hands?

Church
 
hehe, my turn.:) most of my wierd dreams normally happen a day after I've rolled. Must be the MDMA working its way out of my brain.

It all starts off in a supermarket. I was shopping for some food and there was this guy all in black with me following me where ever I went. So Im browsing through some items then I finally head over to the meat/fish section. I start talking to this lady selling some meat when suddenly everything starts to fade.(i duno how to describe this really but its something like in the matrix where those green lines start pouring down the screen) Im now on the rooftop of this supermarket and the black figure is still with me. "take this" he says and he hands me a gun, similar to a .45. The figure then pushes me down edge of the building. By this time I'm like, "what the fuck is going on??" Surprisingly, I land on the pavement on my feet(did some wierd acrobatic flips) and start shooting the windows of the supermarket parking lot like some psycho. Can't really remember what my surrounding looked like, all I know is that it was night time with a few lamp posts lighting up the area. While on my shooting spree some wierd red pieces of flesh start popping out of the supermarkets entrance. They looked like big clumps of flesh with blood sticking them together.

"your dead" a voice whispers to me
"what?"
"YOUR DEAD"

The pieces of flesh spurt out fire that engulfs my body. All I can see is fire now, and images of my parents start flashing before my eyes. The final picture was my mom and she looked REALLY old. Her face was all wrinkled up like a prune. Everything gets hazy after that and before I knew it I was back to reality staring at the ceiling of my bedroom.

Seems like something out of a video game but damn I was so terrified after waking up. I swore of E for a while after this happened.

Last thing, for a while I've been having dreams where my teeth kept falling off. Anyone know what this might mean? maybe i should be going to the dentist?:D
 
I love dreaming....is something I'm good at ;D

I have a recurring dream in which I have the ability to float in mid air, it's really weird and when I wake up I'm almost depressed cos I can't do it.
Find it so strange, the dreams feel incredibly real, but this ability to float and do god knows what mid air acrobatics is rarely central to the actual dream.

Been having ones recently where people die lots, or I get fucked over. And they're always so vivid. My dreams make me feel different when I wake up, depending on what they were about....and a lot of them seem to come true to some extent. Bizarre....

Yeah I know that wasn't a description of a dream, more a ramble, but yeah...
 
K, here goes. I sort of have recurring dreams where I'm somewhere in a field....the people changed but the location seems linked somehow. This is more for interest sake than anything else. The names have been changed.

I dreamt of Teresa and Linsey (Teresa and Lindsey seemed to be lovers, which is bizarre, old high school friends, went to the prom with another person, Kevin who was seeing Teresa at the time) at a pseudo concert rave party. Did we meet randomly? It was
darker, more countryside. Rural almost like a port at times. I had the idea that Astral Projection was supposed to play there. I go outside to roll a joint. My weed was in a circular case (sort of like a hockey puck, silver, I had a lot but there were pine cones in it I think). Someone was having a fit, a girl, when I left so I stuck my hand in her mouth so she wouldn't bite her tongue off. Then she got help? Ok I left and then I went to roll a j. Did I succesively roll one? I remember buggering around for a bit. Then I go back inside?

...

Then we were driving around in circles. Teresa and Lindsey were in the car. We get busted for weed. Did the cop step inside the car? He was actually standing in the car, sort of like an acid flash back. Very surreal. Hand
cuffs. And then some sort of mock trial.
 
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Hey Snolly, I rekon I have similar kinds of dreams...

I often have terrible nightmares where I wake up covered in sweat and I find myself in similar situations afterward. Not exactly coz my dreams are pretty intense, but its like the dream was an extreme dramatization of the real event. Im glad I have them because they help me to identify my little problems.
I figure its my subconscious giving me warning signals, why do you think you have them?


Do you have to hold your breath to fly? i've talked to others that fly in their dreams that way, like you take a really deep breath, relax and think light thoughts then you just up and float away like a helium balloon.
 
I dunno, I think you're prolly right with the subconscious warning signals thing....certainly feels like that.

Gonna have to try flying like that, cos I love those dreams more than any of them :D
 
I just woke up from a dream, where I was walking through a big mall.. I can clearly remember the entire blueprint of the place.. with sections and elevators between the floors..

On the walls there were something that resembled soda-vending machines.. and I clearly remember one of them depicting a picture of some guy with futuristic sports-shoes and the text "Only in canned version".. :\

They were closing down the place for the day when I was going through it.. there were guards right behind me going the same way I was, towards an elevator going downstairs.. they were checking to see that there were no people left hiding around in the corridors, but somehow they couldn't see me.. like I was just a spirit..

I see lot's of people here dream of situations surrounding friends etc.. I never do that.. I just feel like an orb observing some other timeplane.. kinda.. 8(

In allmost all of my dreams it just feels like I'm clearly remembering things I have experienced sometimes, but that I also know is not in this lifetime.. It feels so familiar but at the same time so remote..

Another point of interest.. Everytime I have a dream that I remember as clearly as this one, it triggers something in my brain that allows me to remember allmost all other dreams I have ever had.. just like I'm able to do with some psychadelics..

I see these places and situations so vividly.. I feel like I could pretty much design the whole city that I see these dreams taking place in, just out of my memories..

Hmm.. anyone who can identify somehow?..
 
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I know I have a lot of interesting dreams and often too, but by the time I get up in the morning I've usually forgotten most of the detail. Never really had one like last night however.

Started of as a lucid dream with a small amount of control, I was at a party and there was music playing. So I'me walking around and I decide to go and chat to some girl standing in the corner. Suddenly everything goes blindingly white, at the time it felt like the light at the end of the tunnel or the white light that one might experience in near death incident. The music from the party is suddenly incredibly loud, overwhelming and I can feel the physicallity of the sound waves pulsing in my head. It was all really intense and unfortunatly my unconscious self decided it was time to pull out, which took a little while, but I managed to wake up.

Hopefully if it happens again, I can stick around for a little bit longer and see what comes next, but man I love dreaming, especially lucid dreaming or widescreen vision.

Happy sleeping everyone
 
I had a dream last night that I was Pamela Anderson (I am male, btw) and I was basically in some animated cartoon.

It was all very funny and strange, until this completely realistic-looking man (who was my boyfriend, I think) started running behind me, and eventually penetrated me in my anus, per my request. Right after he did this, he was going to pull out, but I had to check to make sure his penis was actually there. (???? lol)

Then I woke up.
This dream was real, I'm not making it up. I thought it was funny as hell when I woke up, and I still do.
I was freakin turned on, too.
Damn...strange, huh?
I dunno, that's my mind for ya! :D
 
1 episode to note; lucidity and you

As the mind is shifted from mechanic processing and motor skill function, the majority of the noggins usage during wake hours, it directs processes to alternate means, there so runs a phenomenon subliminative autosequence, minimalizing motor function to mandatory diaphram control, and heartbeat, and thermoactive valance...keeping us sustained for continual lifeforce. Thus, during these times, under hibernation...nap, or regular sleep mode, the mind is under subliminal random pulsations, as far as imaginative daze. and the dreaming advantage we intellegent creatures hold is a powerful and mystical godright. To dream is to see siphon blind mental electric creation, and to control thy dream is to be adept as a neuromental shaman of the modern world.
The key to unlocking the tru magic of your minds capable abilities to more vivid scenarios, is meditation, and pre-sleep channeling, and retinal disillusionment. And once you dream often as 2-5 days/ wk, and remember many visual apparations, and the details undergoing, and that of unrealistic fantasy gateways, you will have then become experienced with lucidity, and lucid dreaming. It aint easy, nor extremely expunging...but perservere..and the dream theatre will unfold.

My sample dream is one of a few years ago...

Though short, very strange.

I was with a large group of what seemed to be a field trip, and we were walking away from a school in the middle of some forest, and we headed downhill through a decently sized woodland, making our way to a clearing, what eventually lead to a railway, and descended down to the near bottom of the hillside, to a trussel bridge, stretching far across to the other side of the ravine. we were all decided to cross the bridge, with no contest, as if the rail was not in use, and continued across, then about halfway, i noticed a calamity of cloudwork above, and suddenly a great tornado started making its way to our location, and we didnt go back, but started to run across to the adjacent side, with some fear...well i wasnt too scared... and somehow, with how close it had came to us, we made it across, and then the dream faded and i probably woke up. This one was one of the only simple and short written dreams ive archived into memory.

YAY! keep on dreamin! peace
CryoSCepteR
aka DJ PhuZeoN
 
the most ironic dream

this is funny, this was not part of dream, well i was at a party, sometime ago back in maybe 98 yes, and i was not inebriated in any way, SOBER... :(
and to my recollection, perry "paris" ellis and live horn artist translucent was performing, and i couldnt keep awake, not at all, which sucked cause they are dope artists, and i was sitting on the sidewall with some chics i just met, and i fell out, spontaneously, and the dream started here...

Its IRONIC, but i dreamed i was at a party, and this incredible bass was thumping, and i think i was dancing, and it was short, and i remember not much more, but that of when i woke, i was confused, and mind foggy, and the music and lights of the real party slowly came into motion, like i was coming back from fishin out or something...it was really cool at the time, but silly and ironic!

peace kids
 
nightmares

i swear i have the strangest nightmares this is probably my first ever nightmare i could remember i was about 8 years old (10 yrs ago). here we go...
its pitch black and gravity seems to be pulling itself into my body but i cant see. and from inside my body theres this voice that makes u shit your dacks. all this voice was saying, well counting really going up to really giant numbers for example one trillion one million two hundred and seven. then once it would get to a certain number it would go backwards all the way to the negative of that number and after that repeat going up and down back and forth. i was only eight and within my dream i would scream kick and shout but i was like locked in and wouldnt, couldnt wake up and nothing i did would make the voice turn off. This particular nightmare was re-occuring happening about 1 up to 7 times a year untill i was 16. this is probably the worst nightmare i have had to date and wish it to never happen again. and people wonder why i go mental if i do too much math at school or home.
 
I've been having the most realistic dreams I could imagine. 2 nights ago I was on the boardwalk with friend and a case of beer. The coolest thing about it was that the beer tasted so good. I realized it had that distinct beer taste but it was almost sweet. I know it was bud lite, even though I dont remember the exact words, and I somehow made up my own "new" design for the can. At least I thoughts it was a new look that bud lite came out with. Then as we were drinking I got deeply paranoid cause I thought the cops would catch us, like it felt more intense than the strongest "waking" paranoia. Pretty much as soon as I woke up I knew I had a awesome dream but couldn't remember what the hell it was about, just that it was super realistic.

Then last nite what prolly even cooler. I was in an apartment building with some people and a bunch of coke, then the next thing I know the cops are knocking on the door. The first thing that jumped my mind was to get rid of the coke. But since there were bags of it everywhere I said screw it and bailed out a back window. Before I left I grabbed some kinda pistol. So then I'm running across building roof tops away from the police and I dump the gun in some dumpster. I eventually ended up trying to walk across some kinda phone wiring to the next building. Again, I get super paranoid of the height and somehow lay down on the wires and hug them for dear life. Then for some reason I decide to jump down, without considering whether I would get hurt from a fall of that height.

This is where it gets really cool... I end up on the ground and realize I'm not hurt and put it all together and realized I was dreaming all this. Then I took complete control and started matrix jumping around a feild or somekinda court yard. This was the greatest thing I've ever had happen in a dream. But once I realized I was dreaming I felt like I was slowly becoming concious that I really was in bed. So I only ended up getting 5 good jumps in.

But yeah I'm pretty sure thats the first time I was in control of "reality" during my dream. theres been times where I was aware I was dreaming but I couldnt acutually change anything.
 
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