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madness00

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Lol.

Yeah I won't. Only worried about things out of my control like the elements. Has been sunny in every dream though.
 

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I had a lot of trouble sleeping last night and had a long dream that I was I think a little bit awake for, that felt a lot like my early-stage ibogaine dreams in character. Ie, it was night time, fairly sinister feeling, very dim and dark. But it wasn't scary, that was just the feeling of it. Again I didn't write stuff down right away, but I remember me and someone else (not sure who, probably not someone I actually know) were staying up all night with some other people in a house. At one point we were walking around some railroad tracks in the backyard and waiting for a train to come in order to make the tracks warm so I could warm up something (maybe it was a drink?). I remember after the train went by how warm the rails were and it felt nice because I was chilly. Then afterwards we went back inside and were talking about stuff and making some noise, and some people that were also in the house were trying to sleep and were pissed, at one point this guy came out of his room and started screaming SHUT THE FUCK UP GOD DAMN JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!! And then he let his dogs out. They were two sweet looking golden retrievers. They started jumping around and licking me but then the licks turned more into nips, and the nips got harder and harder. They were biting my hands. Well, one of them was, the other was still licking. I started to get nervous and tried to get them to stop, I was walking around in circles and pushing them away. Then the biting one bit down rather hard and I felt the skin tear, it hurt as if I had really been bitten. I shouted out and the dogs went away. I looked down at my hand and noticed that it was starting to bleed, and then it started bleeding pretty heavily, I was feeling the blood dripping into my other hand which I put below to stop it dripping on the floor. I heard birds chirping and noticed it was dawn. Then I woke up and it was dawn and the birds were chirping. Checked out my hand to make sure it wasn't bitten because it really felt like I had been, I don't usually feel pain in dreams.
 

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Dreams are like this huge, largely unexplored mystery we all experience and largely take for granted.
I know. I've been fascinated with dreams since I was a young child as I've always had very vivid, surreal (and sometimes lucid) ones. My dad did too, and we used to "compare notes" in the morning to see who had the crazier ones.

I know a lot of people who say they don't dream, they don't remember them, or they have them but have no interest in them. My mom says that she finds dreams "annoying" and wishes she didn't even have them. That really depresses me because they're missing out on a really cool part of the human experience.

I mean, where else can you "trip out" every night without taking hallucinogenic drugs, visit distant lands without a passport or have sex in public without getting arrested? (and of course, fly!)

I think that our subconscious minds are processing some pretty heavy stuff while we sleep. I always wake up feeling as though I've learned something after a good night of dreaming.

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
:rolleyes:
 

dreamflyer

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I finally had some decent dreams after a few uneventful nights...

June 5-6, 2019: "1940's Chicago/Basketballs Playing Basketball/The Sopranos"

I found myself back in a rough part of Chicago around the 1940's, but it was more like the 1920's when Al Capone controlled everything. I had to accompany some debt collectors to visit the homes of people who owed money to the mob. We knocked on one door and they opened fire on us with machine guns. I told my "co-workers" that I quit!

I was watching a cartoon of a basketball game where the players were actually animated basketballs. They were supposed to be like the Harlem Globetrotters and playfully taunted their opponents, who were also basketballs.

I was having trouble breathing and realized that I didn't have an inhaler. (I finally outgrew my asthma years ago and don't smoke cigarettes anymore, but my allergies have been flaring up lately.) I remembered that caffeine is a bronchodilator but didn't have any source of it. I ended up on the set of "The Sopranos" and asked Carmela (Edie Falco) for a cup of coffee but she said that I would have to wait until everybody else got theirs, and by then there was none left.

(I woke up wheezing and promptly took a Vivarin, which contains 200mg of caffeine. I'm a bit hyper but breathing like a champ!)

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
:rolleyes:
 

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I remember one where i was in an underground somewhere but everythin and i mean everything was made out of the most comfy pillows and cushions you could imagine, their was no gap between each cusion it was just a maze of cusions all i remember is feeling very very relaxed
 

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My last few nights have been rather uneventful but I've had a few dreams worth noting...

June 6-7, 2019: "Rhoda Party"

A bunch of ladies were at a party and one of them acted out what was supposed to be the opening to the 1970's sitcom "Rhoda": She came dancing down a large spiral staircase singing, "alive, alive, aliiive" from the Duran Duran song "Rio".

June 8-9, 2019: "Foreign Food/Sky-way"

I was in some foreign country that was called something like Nicaragua but looked more like the Middle East. The table was full of food that looked like it was made out of Play-Doh. I picked up a green rectangular piece and tasted it but couldn't figure out what it was. There was an untouched pizza and a calzone on the counter that looked much better than the Play-Doh stuff, but I didn't know how long they had been there for or who they belonged to.

I was standing outside in a thunderstorm and looked up at the sky. There was a highway road that ran very high overhead, probably about 500 feet or so in the air. I couldn't figure out how they had been able to construct it or keep it from collapsing, since it was freestanding and almost looked as though it was floating. I was fascinated by it but couldn't look for too long because it was giving me a sense of vertigo.

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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I've noticed that I seem to go through "dream cycles" where I have more than usual, and I'm definitely in one now. I'll provide some commentary (in parenthesis) to explain the significance of some...

June 11-12, 2019: "Babe Ruth/Toy Guns"

(When I was about 10 years old I watched a documentary about Babe Ruth, which included footage of his farewell speech at Yankee Stadium when he was dying of throat cancer. Seeing this guy who was like a superhero becoming so sick and frail had an enormous impact on me, and it has shown up in my dreams for the last 40 years or so.)

I found myself in the "role" as Babe Ruth, where I was experiencing the end of his life firsthand. Doctors were operating on the left side of my mouth and I could actually feel the pain. I went back to being myself as a kid and opened the refrigerator in the house where I grew up. I saw what looked like a miniature version of The Babe's body with his face disfigured as though it had been burned. I asked what happened and was told that he died because there was no more that the doctors could do for him.

I was in a restaurant playing a game with some other guys using toy guns. One of them ordered a fried chicken sandwich and left it on his table. I started eating it then realized that he might be upset with me for doing so. He confronted me about it and I apologized. Thankfully he didn't seem to be too upset about it.

June 12-13, 2019: "Scenes From A Convenience Store/Songwriting And Pork Chops"

(Several years ago I used to frequent a convenience store that was run by a nice Indian man. One day I showed up drunk and embarrassed myself by being rude, so I never went back again. I just drove by there the other day so it was on my mind.)

My parents and I played a sort of game outside a local convenience store where we had to survive outdoors for a week or so. I roped off an area by tying string around trees and then gathered up materials to build shelters with. It turned into the back yard of the house that I grew up in.

I felt bad that they were doing a lot more than I was able to. I snuck back to the store because I was hungry and thirsty. I got myself a coffee and a "vegetable polenta parmigiana" sandwich, plus a wedge of romano cheese that I put in my pocket for later. I had to take a poop (Ahh yes, another "pooping in public" dream. I'm still not sure what the heck these mean!) and went in a wheel barrow, then tried to clean it up before anyone saw the mess.

A local movie theater was promoting their showing of a new film by projecting images in the sky. One looked like a sideways "T" shape from Tetris and others looked like videogame-style airplanes. It became nighttime and I saw three lights in the sky from beacons that looked like suns. It brought back a (false) memory of seeing a holographic eye in the sky that creeped me out.

I went to a candy shop that was run by the same guy who ran the convenience store. I ordered a bunch of assorted chocolates and a cigar. I came back later and he said that I had given him about two dollars less than I owed him. I didn't have the cash on me so he said that I could pay him back by giving him and his wife a ride about 30-45 minutes away.

I was driving them in the rain when my car battery died, so I pulled off the side of the road to get help. I read the owner's manual but couldn't find any instructions about the battery, so I called for roadside assistance. A tow truck with an oil rig showed up and said that they had to drill for oil in the waters of a nearby beach to fix my car. The oil started spilling into the ocean and I felt really bad about it. The whole thing didn't make sense to me and I asked if I was on a hidden camera show like "Punk'd", but they assured me that I wasn't. The dream briefly turned lucid and I was able to "change scenes" into another dream, but quickly lost my lucidity.

I was back in my bedroom writing a song on guitar. It had an odd chord progression that sounded kind of like "What's Up" by 4 Non Blondes. I cooked some barbecue pork chops in the microwave, but they didn't come out very well and I was afraid of getting food poisoning from eating them. My mom left some fried fish and raw clams on my bed, plus some rice & beans in the kitchen. I had made a mess in my bedroom from cooking the pork chops and she tried to clean my alarm clock by putting it on a stove burner. I noticed it and took it off before the plastic melted or caught fire.

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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Interesting. I experience dream cycles too. I'm currently in a no dream phase which is generally how I prefer it. Dreams fascinate me but I have quite a lot of bad ones so I'm happy to not experience any for a while.

My theory though is that I don't think we really are experiencing fewer dreams, I think it's actually that our mind is doing a better job scrubbing the dreams from our memory before we wake up. If you don't remember them it's just like they never happened.

I've had a few instances where I remembered no dreams at all only for something later in the day to remind me that I actually did.

Since the experience is largely the same I don't too much care if we aren't dreaming or just aren't remembering, but I think it's more likely the latter most of the time.
 
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