I just found this in my diary from last year.
September 2005
I guess this dream took place in 2010 or so, the library was "modern" (like a book store) but also old, run-down, and overflowing with unsorted books. It was snowing outside and I was glad to come in. I looked around in the Japan section, and next to the usual travel guides and history books there was a phone-book sized guide: "Hikikomori (Revised Edition)". I started flipping through it, it talked about how you should find your Hermes to set a good example for other otaku, and how Key fans had petitioned to build a statue commemorating Ayu in central Tokyo. The book was huge and overflowing with everything that had been written about otaku and hikikomori. I started reading from the first chapter...
I had a Long dream, and i am sure in part of it i found out what DQN really stands for, i don't remember now :/
seriously
i had a strange dream last night.
i was, for some reason, on a train which was thought to go back to my town. the train was about to start. i looked around and found that many pple from my cildhood were also on the train. actually we were together going back to our town.
the train started, and soon later, a girl tipped me off that on of the other girls loved me. i didnt love her, but it was good to hear someone loved me. sort of mixed feeling. confused but pleased.
and then, everybody was talking together. the topic was "love" and i said jokingly if i had known how to talk to girls better, i would held 2 or more girls in hand. for some reason, some of them, including the one who loved me, got so upset about what i said, and moved away from me but the pple who didnt get upset stayed with me.
but soon after, we realised we were on a wrong train, so we went back to the station where we started. on the way back, i told my friends i was just joking, and how stupid of the pple who left me to take my joke so seriously. i was so annoyed.
it seemed they felt sorry for me, but when we got back to the station, i found out that somebody told them what i said on the way back. i was so annoyed again, but i dicided not to worry too much about it.
by the way i and my friends changed trains and enjoyed talking about some stupid things. then i saw there was a different train from the window, and the annoying pple were on that train. yes. i took a wrong train again. i saw the girl who loved me was sitting alone, so i jumped over to the train from the window, and sat right next to her. i was still annoyed a bit, but i talked to her very gently to apologize. but she
didnt forgive me and said to that "it was sin to say such things. we have different religions, so u have to be careful of what u say. for some pple it can be so offensive".
i was so angry about what she had just said, so i said "what the fuck! i said i had been joking! watch ur fucking mouth, we have different religions..r u a comedian or something?"
then i woke up.
This thread needs a bump.
Also, recent dream of mine:
I was playing a game, which was also reality, where I was a prisoner in some sort of concentration camp. It was a tall grey-blue stone tower, and my fellow prisoners were teenagers like me. There were male uniformed Nazi Aryan ubermench guards roaming around. Eventually there were only 3 of us left... what happened to the others? I donno. I was there with a black girl and an Asian girl. I found a way to escape - a hole in the fence on the roof. They decided they didn't want to escape, and committed suicide. I escaped. ~HAPPY ENDING~
>>116
i think freud would say that everybody has these urges, but in normally developed individuals such urges are repressed and seen as incredibly dirty and wrong. so people who consciously have these urges are normal in the sense that everybody has that desire (even if they dont know it) but they are messed up in the head because they arent repressing that shit
>>123 No , it was ... how should I explain...: very shocking and somehow ancient!
Last night I dreamed I was a girl riding a bike naked, exposing myself and masturbating. At some point I got my penis back and spooged, in real life and in the dream. When I woke up I laughed.
2power7 get!
I think I dreamed I got a good GET last night! Among other things that would take longer to type.
I sometimes happen to dream the same thing or place on different days.
I dreamed, about a week ago, of something. I can't really remember what it was, but can only recall one part where I was following this girl on a desert. She climed this dune, which had a few plants growing on the upper part. I climbed afterwards.
When I got on the top of the dune, I saw a poisoned river, contaminated with green goo and plastics. It looked really sad, the water running from right to left carrying those depressing materials. I remember even seeing used condoms floating.
I looked at the trash flow by, and suddenly had a memory flashback: I had been there before! It was a blue, rich and happy river flowing peacefully across a desert, uniting the land with the wide blue yonder. I remember that in that old dream I saw people looking in the distance, with their feet in the water, as if waiting for something to happen or to come.
I sometimes think that my life was a waste, that I had very few good childhood memories. But I do have them, and many! It is my nihilistic and sad point of view in life that I often have that covers my memories like a blanket. I have a happy life, but I think it is rubbish because I just don't value it enough, and live in auto-pilot all day long.
And sometimes I wonder, was I really there, in my dreams, in my memories? Or was it just a byproduct of my strange mind?
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This dream is really bizarre and I don't know what the point is, but here I am, posting it anyway:
In last night's dream, I was walking around a hill in some area near, but downhill from, downtown. More open spaces, bright, spring-y or summer-y (or fall-y, but not wintry); trees and stuff. Went into a community college, there was this girl who had a physical disability of some kind. In my mind she had had limbs amputated (I remember thinking that, "she's had limbs amputated" or such), but she did not really. I don't know what the actual problem was.
Anyway, I went into a shower stall in the back right corner of a bathroom (the entrance being in the front left), and was showering, when this girl came in and asked to use the shower. She had to for some reason. So I left the shower stall, and then realized it would be appropriate for me to leave the bathroom completely, so I did that, too, and was out in some kind of a carpeted room waiting. There was a loud crash and the whole building shook and I thought, oh no, they've crashed it into something -- the whole building had been moving apparently, like a cruise ship on land.
I thought, those idiots running this place, they crashed into something. And I worried if the girl would be okay, having been in the shower at the time, and having a physical disability. "Oops," came a voice, and it took a second before I realized that was someone on the college building's PA oopsing. [One announcement had previously been made, also inept and casual, in a part of the dream I forgot.] "We seem to have crashed," the announcement went on, something like that, blah blah. The girl came out of the bathroom looking unnerved, I guess she had a towel on or something, didn't really notice, and part of what she said was, "I can't have my arms amputated again." This didn't make sense -- she definitely did have arms, in actuality -- but the whole amputating of arms was just more or less symbolic, existing in words and thoughts. In other words, a future crash of this sort could be problematic.
This is a great thread.
When I was little I had a series of dreams (or at least I think it was a series) in which I was pursued by terrifying sumo wrestlers. They ambushed me in my back yard, and as I tried to run, they managed to out-manouver me and corner me on my block, one of them uphill, the other downhill. As One of them grabbed me in a crushing grip, a giant oscillating drill extended out of his inflated navel. I panicked and tried to escape and managed to wriggle out of his grasp. I ran down the length of the street, but the drill chased after me as the sumo wrestler laughed like a cartoon villain. The drill pierced the back of my shirt right before I woke up.
I had the perfect plan to rob a bank, every thing was done flawless and was all right. then I turned to see the sun outside the window when I remembered that I for got them all together.
-Black-
through a sniper scope I am watching my self, I pull the trigger
-I wake up-
I dreamt that I was doing some shady business, and the shopowner gave me change in "Mexican money" which was like real money except it was large, brightly colored, and signed by a bunch of jokesters pretending to be the "Secretary of Women's Rights" and so forth. Somehow I knew that this Mexican money was a substitute for real money, but only working-class people would accept it and I couldn't deposit it at a bank, so I asked my friend to make change. I forget what the rest of the dream was about but it involved a lot of traveling.
Girl bouncing on top of me in my bed, was only there enough to half know what was going on, couldn't move, frozen I guess. WHen she left she left her cell phone.
I dreamt that I was sitting comfortably in a warm, heavy, oversized throne, barely awake; my head resting on my hand like Joey Bishop. And my hair was silver and short but at times appeared a cold blue. And there was a young handsome man, who I believe was my son, holding a sceptre and speaking to a great many people about some sort of system. But as I looked closer at these people, I noticed they were very mechanical in nature, like animatronics without the skin layer. And their movements were jagged and harsh, and their voices were very synthesized and incomprehensible, like listening to transformers in German. And I looked at the back of my hand and noticed it was marked with a hexagon, and then noticed all of these machines were marked with a hexagon. It was as if I was watching myself and being myself simultaneously. I forgot the rest.
I dreamt that I was living in some weird kind of warehouse/garden house thing.
Then I recieved a phone call from a (cute) woman that I sort of know online and have "seen around" in real life.
I was sort of happy and wondering why she had called me when she started telling me why. However, as soon as she started, my mother came in and started yelling something embarassing.
I turned to ask my mother things like "who said you could come into my house?" and "Why are you yelling? I'm on the phone."
When I got back to the phone, she wasn't on anymore. :(
I dreamt I was working for Squeeks in a chip shop...
In my dream, I was looking for some information on Wikipedia, but I just saw a page saying Wikipedia was gone, like all the content had been lost in a crash. I thought, "But there were so many backups and mirrors! How could this happen?!" But all the Wikipedia clones and mirrors on the web displayed the same thing about the content being gone. I frantically tried to find a useful non-Wikipedia link in my search results, to get the information I needed, but I couldn't find any.
>>145
one time i had a dream where i found out that wikipedia had been gone for over a year and i hadn't noticed. that was a really good dream.
I don't remember much about it, but apparently there was this super-awesome hard-cover doujin that was going to be released(at an american con? lawl) , and I really wanted it bad... but something happened and I was forced to leave. I came back to my room late that night, and the guy I was staying with (who was no one I know) had fallen asleep with the prized doujin covering his face.
I only make make a nightmare every other decade, so yesterday when I dreamed the fucked up scene I'll post about, as soon as I woke up I knew the mental image would be burned forever in my mind. Basically, a woman underwent a surgery that made its whole body look like raw salmon. I have trouble remembering why, but I know there was a reason for this. Words alone won't convey just how fucked up it looked.
I had a strange dream last night. I had a dog (that looked very similar to a dog I had when I was younger). For some reason the dog was cursed and turned people into zombie-like things even though the dog wasn't undead itself. Then my couch was spawning zombies and they were crawling past me. One of the zombies was this girl I used to like. I tried to hold on to her but she told me to let go and she crawled off and faded out. (I think this was a dream within a dream but I'm not sure.) I decided to toss the dog out and another dog arrived to protect me from the cursed dog. But then for some reason the protector dog disappeared. The cursed dog was back in the house somehow. It turns out that the broomstick in the kitchen had this bacteria on it. The cursed dog would lick it and when it licked people they would turn into zombies (wtflol?). Skip a few scenes... and my sister became one and she was scary looking as hell. I ran outside and a car drove up. A stranger and my aunt showed up. The stranger got out the car and I got in and started to drive away.
I hate dreams.
I had a odd dream a few days ago where I was apparently a Russian soldier in East Germany, I and a KGB agent where driving around the countryside looking for a nuclear bomb the East Germans stole from us.
It ended with a big gun battle between the Spetsnaz and some East German mechanized infantry and tanks.
I dreamt that my Black Lagoon torrents had finished downloading, but they couldn't save because my HD was filled up. That was the closest thing I've had to a nightmare that I can remember in the past 2 or 3 months.
I remember trying to fight off some girl with a sword. Being to afraid to sword fight, I started hovering in the air casting danmaku, but I found it very hard to stay afloat.
i had a dream last night that i was on a spaceship that was controlled by speaking SQL queries out loud, which sorta sucked. but i was wearing a really cool uniform so it was ok.
I had a dream in which I was female and going out with my normal self.. it eventually became a wet dream. (O_o)
I had a dream that was a mix of Clock Tower, Silent Hill, Chtulhu and a school trip. Suprisingly, everyone was in fact having lots of fun. Even when that tentacle-monster broke half of the mansion, and we had to sleep under the stars in our bedrolls. Then I became sad because I realized one of my best highschool friends was sleeping in the same bedroll as my high-school crush (my biggest ever), and I woke up.
Then I pondered how disturbed I have to be to dream of all that stuff altogether and not making it a nightmare.
>>158
according no a dream interpretation site, this dream represents the grief and misfortune you feel for wasting your potential in highschool
>>159
I don't know, I was having fun too in the dream. But you might be right, who knows. Anyway I sure do feel grief and misfortune for the girl, although my friend didn't get her either.
check it. its like i came out of the blue to say A and especially emphasize that one word B and then i write entirely about C and say D and E specifically, without even thinking about F, really weird, and then i see a thread about F and i say im going to take a look at F and like WTF?!?! its B C and D right there staring back at me and all i have to say is F is somehow Gng with me.
More like, it's D E and A there staring back at you.
I had a nightmare. A large group of soldiers attacked my school and killed every one, it was really bloody, dissected limbs every where, people running and screaming. I got an RPG-7 in my head and woke up, all sweaty.
I dreamt that I failed out of school and so my parents kicked me out of the house. My friend let me stay at his place until I got back on my feet. While I was there, his sister would always flirt with me, and it got to the point where we were cuddling in bed, until her mom told her that she shouldn't sleep with me. Apparently, she was just feeling sorry for me and when I find out she really doesn't love me, I will be even more fucked up.
I dreamt that my friend was making out with his girlfriend in my room, and the girlfriend said "What?! How did you get so good at this? This must be somebody else's dream." And then I woke up and LOLed.
>>166
I hate to break it to you, but that wasn't a dream.
I actually had a dream the other day. I dreamt that I was in a very strange sort of school located in the downtown of some unknown city. Each department was a tall black skyscraper, and to move from one to the other, you had to cross very busy streets. I was terrified to look up, so I kept my head down towards the sidewalk or on a map. I was alone, I felt lonely. Each class I walked to had groups of friends and couples chatting and playing together. They seemed to be aware of my existence, but failed to recognize it. There were large staircases made of stone everywhere, with exotic plants scattered about. I kept wanting to follow a beautiful young couple, both of which had short hair and wore scarfs. They seemed so intelligent and in love. I could never catch up to them. I felt horrible for even being interested in their affairs at all.
>>169
Now that's a good dream to analyze your life situaiton.
Bump for being a great thread
Last night I dreamt (wtf spellcheck error?!) that I got kicked out of my classroom for talking too much. I distinctly recall that there were windows in the ceiling so you could see the stars shining really clearly. I've had a few dreams where the night is glittered with stars and planets, always leaving me slightly in awe. Anyway, outside there was a boy classmate. I felt as if he was familiar, but I'd never seen him before. He keeps comforting me for some reason and gives me some loose change. I keep smiling at him and suddenly I have this longing to be safe in his arms. I wake up soon after that.
Last night I had a dream where I was talking to a girl I like about something, I don't remember what, and then suddenly my cousin walked over to me and kissed me o.o
More stuff happened after that, but I don't really want to even think about it right now. I was really glad when I woke up and realized it was just a dream. It was horrible ;.;
Oh, and in case anyone was wondering, my cousin is female.
Maybe it wasn't so bad... She is really cute... If only the idea of having that sort of relationship with my cousin didn't seem so wrong...
And if that really happened I'd probably have no chance of ever having any kind of relationship with the girl i like...
lol you fag
>>174 sucks for you. here there can be marriage between cousins and romance is A-okay! haha!
lol you fag
I recently seem to have light sleep. I manage to sleep, but my body is too aware of my surroundings. And I also can dream, but like static :( Images flip in my mind but I can't get a hold of anything clear.
In one of those dream flashes, I remember reading a text on something very familiar like this forum board. I can't remember precisely what it said, but I know it was something like this:
Originally:
Tienes flojeritis, o simplemente no quieres aceptar la realidad?
In english:
Are you lazy, or you simply don't want to accept reality?
I was so startled when I woke up, as if my mind or consciousness had written that to me.
Last night I dreamt that my left eye was damaged. My eyes are brown, and my left iris was tinted red. The pupil was huge and dark red, with a bright bloody cut in it. It made my vision blurry.
I usually have no control in my dreams, It's mostly like I'm a bystander in myself. Anyway, last night I dreamt I was fucking some girl, she was quite anonymous and I wasn't really excited about it. The wierd thing is that, as the whole thing progressed, it suddenly became clear it was my younger sister! And, she's like 5?? Somehow in the obscurity of it all she still seems grown up, and still I can't control the content of the dream either, but I feel a clear sense of disgust as things develop. Then I was waken by the phone, luckily....
>>181
The original may have had less information, but I like it better than that fix.
>>174
Spoiler: you already have no chance. Make your time.
>>183
Wow, you must be psychic or something.
I just found out today that I really do have no chance at all with the girl I like.
And I don't think my cousin would want to have that kind of relationship with me either...
My life sucks.
I found this post in my internet photodiary, written on March 25th of 2006. A year ago! I can't remember what my dream was like -_-
I dreamt last night of a possible future, or an inverted, parallel universe, of the deformed reality I live in. I was in the living room, walking towards the kitchen, I think. The weather was great, sunny and warm, although the house seemed to be a little cool. As I approached the kitchen I looked left, towards the east, to the back garden. I remember the purity and life of the lifeforms hanging on the tree, round, tender leaves, reflecting light and covering a humid soil of low altitude vegetation, grass and weeds. There where a few leaves falling to the ground in peace, silent. The sky was partially cloudy, or maybe foggy, there was something gray between the mountains far away and the wide blue yonder.
Then, I looked left, in a natural way, as if I was just looking at the hills far away. In the distance, just a few meters away from me, on the backyard, a few friends where there looking at each other. Then, they came very close to each other and kissed passionately. I felt alien to the situation, but deep inside there was some joy or something about to implode. I saw a few looking at me to salute me, and I saluted them to, from the windows, transparent as fine air. I then looked right, and came upon other friends, but they looked much more older than they do in reality. We sat, and we began to chat. Nothing came to mind, as I talked to them with an incredible feeling of happiness. I remember them saying that I and another friend nearby where impossible to be taken apart, that we looked kind of similar and had great bonds with each other.
When I woke up, a sudden feeling of sadness came upon me, as I tried to recover the images I had seen in my dream. My brain deletes those dreams from my memory, but I know that deep inside remains of them are left behind. As I read in a spanish girl's blog, our mind seems to expire and decay periodically, when we come upon different situations that suggest different reactions, when we suddenly change our field of view and transfer to a different reality and another tomorrow, the elongation of the past.
Aah! I think I remember now
I dreamt about waking up for school. i passed every test that the teachers gave me. i was very happy. but i woke up and at school, experienced the total opposite of my dream... dreams never come true
ah that reminds me, 2 nights ago i had a dream about being back in school in an english class. but i didnt understand what the hell was being written on the board so i just sat there in a huff. so the teacher picked on me and i started having a massive go at her about how i didnt understand what the fuck was on the board so how the hell am i supposed to make notes from it. so as im yelling im also crying but just because im yelling so hard and its hard to make out my words. and everyone else in the class is just sat there like :| wtf? and then i realise i have a gum shield in (dunno what youd call them in the US, a mouth guard? used for sports like boxing etc) so i spit it out and man my mouth is so full of spit and tears and snot haha so i carry on shouting at the teacher but my voice is still really messed up.
I'm constantly having dreams about my super-cute lesbian friend (who is a really nice person). I dream that we go out to dinner and she sends me e-mails and stuff. The funny thing is, even in the dreams I can never seem to imagine her as straight. Fantasizing about her is impossible.
last night, i dreamed again that i'm just a ghost or somthing.
the strange thing is it's just that i've keep visiting a few couples, married and cohibitating types, over these years in my dreams.
They never ever seen me nor realized i'm there, so i've seen almost evry events in their love lives from their first meetings to sex scenes to fights between them and even some of their death.
the only name i've had is A&^%$%, a name some guy (the only one who can see me) called me and this guy kinda share my fate too. don't ask me WTF is that name given, it could be some kinda language that i don't know, and yes it sounded right in that dream.
anyway, it make me kinda attached to these guys yet i couldn't do anything to help them.
thaks for listening
I had this dream a few days ago.
So I was in school and it was over for the day, time to go home.
I got in this elevator, there were some other students in there.
Everybody in there looked the same, there were all wearing the same style of clothing.
I was wearing all black clothes, which is mostly what I wear in real life.
As we got out I looked at the city, it was dystopian, the time was in the distant future.
There were lots of cars around, and lots of tall buildings.
I got in my car and started driving, I noticed that this girl was driving on a really shiny black bike, kind of like a crotch rocket.
If you played deus ex then you know of those camera bots that hover around the area.
Well I had one and started to chase her with it.
She ended up crashing and the bike was on top of her, she couldn't get up.
Then this tapain shot into her face, and pulled out.
There was this hole in her head and stuff was oozing out.
After that I woke up.
I had a dream about a week ago, a really good one. I don't seem to dream anything memorable, although I dream a lot on a single night. Unfortunately, I have to force my mind to remember every part of it. My dream memory goes blank -_-
So, here it goes...
At school we were havng a physics exam. I remember I had to wait for my exam to come because we ran out of them. The exam was 6 questions long, and I had to use a calculator. It was such a fine, sunny day.
While doing the exam, I was eating a Gansito, a cake-like meal sold locally (Mexico). For some reason, my physics teacher was also eating one. I looked back, somebody alterted me that the director was near. She was wearing beige clothes and was talking to the prefect in her common tone of voice. Halfway through the exam, I was given a cilindrical eraser-like object which you had to slide sideways in order to reveal its insides. I forced the object and managed to open it. But I didn't see anything in it, so I reported it to the teacher. The classmates suggested rubbing it and sentences would form on the pieces. I did so.
I finished the exam. Other classmates did too. Our physics teacher was explaining something to some students, not related to the class if I remember well. I looked back to my friends behind me. They were happily listening to the teacher, and nodded occassionaly. I walked out of the classroom and saw the nature outside. The trees were so green from the sunlight. I was getting my stuff ready and asked my friends about a field trip we were going to a few days later. It was a thursday, because some of my someone else told me it was on saturday, two days later.
[Continued...]
Continued...
I came across this mathematics teacher. She is so cool but I am always afraid of her because of her tone of voice and sense of justice °_° I was going to go out, and she told me that she could take me through an alternate route, a short cut in a way.
She took me to this corridor. It was cold. Very cold. And it was raining, fog filled the sky. At the middle of the corridor, I stopped following her, and looked at my suroundings. The corridor's floor was packed with trash bags, corpses and rats. The corridor was connected to a street filled with trash too and was covered with fog.
I yelled out the teather's name. My phone rang and a message popped up asking me to make a decision of life and death, of planning the future and living life fully. I dashed outside to say goodbye to my teacher on desert streets.
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Last night I had such a queer dream. I dreamt a short Chinese girl from my language class, let's call her Chen, and I were sitting nervously in a Victorian-style sitting room (I forget why) with a bunch of strangers. We're only acquaintances and we didn't know why we were there or who the strangers were. We were just chatting, trying to solve some sort of problem, and someone got all stiff, stood up jerkily, said something, and collapsed into his chair. It turned out that he had been possessed by the spirit of some friendly ghost who was sitting in on the conversation. Just then, Chen and I suddenly felt a tugging at our backs, and I lost control of my body. A ghost spoke through both of us at once and then sat us back down.
Then Chen confessed to me, saying "I love you," and I kissed her. Because apparently we were bonded in soul, or something. I wish this dream happened in real life.
You got to remember, people write these things right after they wake up... okay, you got me, I'm a loser.
I dreamed last night I was in a giant French supermarket called 'OTAKU'. I don't know why they called their store that, and I remember wondering to myself why they named it OTAKU as I dreamed. I think it was kind of like Walmart.
That reminds me of a dream I had about Family Mart opening up a branch in California. This new branch was really classy, like a Starbucks. It tasted just like good old Family Mart food though. Mmm... Japanese fast food is delicious.
Also that was an excellent 200get and I don't care what anyone says
You know, I don't dream all that often, but I did last night. This is what it was:
I saw a person get chewed up by a worm-like beast that seemed like some 3-way cross between those worms from the movie Tremors, the sand-pit thing from Return of the Jedi, and a garbage disposal. It threw him up in the air and I could see it had already eaten everything below his waist... he was screaming terribly. I could've pulled him away, but I knew he was already going to die, and so I figured the best thing to do was to let the creature go ahead and finish eating him so he would die quicker. :\
After that, I dreamed that Gohan from DBZ had grown up (and grown a sharp-looking beard) and was beating the crap out of someone. After a while, he told them to not use their power for bad things anymore, and then Goku (?!) and two other guys just randomly decided to "hey, let's go on an adventure!" And this was the sudden, no-lead-up-to-it last episode of DBZ. The end theme for the show was set to the opening theme from Gankutsuou, and featured Emma running in slow motion, backwards... only to find out that, when she was young, she was Triela from Gunslinger Girl.
... that's CRAZY!
She came to the door with her friend and Jeff. He was angry at me and wanted people to know. She told Jeff. Jeff looked upset. Soon enough her friends started coming over. My Uncle was there and asking what was the problem. I told him to leave and for some privacy. I told her to leave. Her friends forced themselves in. I, one by one, beat them up and tossed them over the balcony. Later on Jeff was making him a sandwich in the kitchen. I confronted him about the situation and why he was with the girl. He was upset and loyal to me, but still angry. Later on I found myself downstairs lying in bed as a brown van pulled into the driveway. I approached the van and its two occupants, a young couple in their late thirties who were looking for directions to Gordon road. The directions were written by Tyler. I was confused as to how directions to Gordon road could lead them to my driveway. I tried to write new directions but decided to write them elsewhere due to my suspicion of the people in the van. As I walked away from the van, the father of the girl from before was walking up the stairs to the house and looking inside, holding some papers and a gun. He saw me and an altercation ensued. I took the gun from his hands and he ran away. I shot him twice, once in the forehead from a long distance and he lay dead, facing the house, against the tree. I looked at the van to see if the couple had noticed. They seemed to be laughing and completely unaware of what was going on. Relieved I began to approach the van, however; the woman who was in the van previously, was all of a sudden standing by the dead mans body pointing a gun at me. She shot me 5 or 6 times while telling me she was happy to do it and she would enjoy the rest of her life and I was going to die. I ended up dieing and feeling empty. I woke up.
Ctrl+v from my dreamlog, with edits:
Walking along the road where my old school was. It was raining. A crowd of kids were about; I guessed they were stone down students going on a school trip. The bright sun suddenly emerged, and the blue sky was scattered with about 20 rainbows of various shapes. It looked lovely. It caused strangers to comments on it to one another. I looked at them until they faded away, and remember wishing I had my camera to photograph them, then I thought ‘would I look silly, photographing the sky?’ Silly question.
With some family members at a grassy park/field place where some events were occurring… party? Lining up for food. Wasn’t sure if I had to pay or not… payment as with badges that were served with the food. No, makes no sense.
I remember searching for someone and some things (some various coloured items, in a videogamey fashion), in various ‘fun-house’ structures.
Waiit. I was actually playing a game. It was like that 3D Doctor Brain fps, in colours and chunky shapes. And in first person (I.e. I was ‘actually’ there). There was a level select zone, a large room with a large round ring of square panels on the floor, each panel was incorporeal and one could drop through it into a level. I explored aimlessly.
Went into forest there was one large, thick tree, with four massive mushrooms sticking out of the sides. (the tree was a rough square prism shape). My step-dad said he use to cultivate these fungi and eat them. They were also useful for sitting on. The one at the back was more irregular in shape. It was like a rough staircase, leading up to a hole going up into the tree. My cousin A went in, and didn’t come back out for a while… he said he saw bridges over pits of red water (not lava)
Going to find somewhere to eat. Went to some sports place… indoor football place. About six tiny pitches were here, all boxed next to each other. Decided that this was a rubbish place to eat. Went outside. Walking along a road with train tracks too… Mum was hit by a small, fast black old-fashioned-style train. It pushed her along for a few seconds, then knocked her over and started dragging her away into the distance. I tried to rewind time, which didn’t work.
Something about a cat.
Since I started meditating, I've had some strange dreams.
The first one really startled me...
I was in this city, I had no idea where I was. I think I was walking in a central business district, and went into an electronics shop. I remember that somebody had told me that in that building I could look into my memories as if my brain was a hard drive of some sort. I went in and asked this guy, who somehow looked like me ._. to help me check my memories. He ordered me to sit on a strange chair and wait for a while. Then he appeared with some gloves and opened my forehead with his hands. I could see how I was inside: my head had 2 compartments, the lower was where the brain was kept, and the upper had the memory drive. He took a black box out of the upper compartment and set it on a computer appliance. A set of images from my memories appeared on the computer screen. I was quite surprised to see my sister with some guy in the screen, flickering. I asked him if he could put my memory box back. He said he couldn't: once it's extracted and used, it cannot be inserted back to the person's head again. He gave my memory box back. I was holding it with such fear: I won't be able to remember anything anymore! I won't be capable of even remembering who I am!
Sadly, I walked out of the store. I came across with some friends. One of them had their memory box extracted too, but was still able to remember me. He didn't look worried. I was desperate.
A few minutes later I was walking with my friend and some strangers down a hill.
I remember, my friend was wearing a blue shirt. And I recognized the hill I was walking on, and the city I was in too. We kept walking down. My friend stopped. But I continued going down.
A sudden breeze came through, lifting leaves up from the ground and moving the trees and bushes.
In seconds, two little white dogs ran up towards me and bit my back. They hung to my clothes so fiercely, that I began to feel pain. I woke up, with a pain on my back from sleeping on my left side.
What is stranger in this dream is that I thought it was real. I placed my hands on my head, cursing. I was about to lose everything that I knew of. Every place that I have gone to, the thousands of persons I had seen, the people I loved, the things I learned, music, everything about life and death, even me. I was about to cry.
"If I lose my memory, I won't be able to turn in next week's project. And I have an important trip next month!" People I talked to in my dream were shocked by it. What was I going to do??? I was so relieved when I woke up and flipped back to reality. It was really scary.
Yesterday I dreamt that a friend of mine just got married.
Soon after that, it was my turn. My wedding day. I was so happy, and, mhh... "very in love" in my heart, you know, that strange kind of euphoria. Everything was organized, I had a nice white jacket, and a lot of my family arrived.
The strange thing is, although I knew her and all that stuff, I couldn't "see" the girl I was going to marry... [understand: in my dream, I knew the girl, but it was as if she "faded away" in the "dream picture", always evasive, disappearing - it's hard to explain as it was more "felt" than "seen"].
Suddenly someone jumped on my back. I guessed it was her but I wasn't sure, so I asked her to show me her ring, which she did. I noticed she was my aunt. I carried her to the rest of my family and when she got off my back, I saw her face and noticed she had a lot of bruises on the face. I asked her about it, and she told me she was assaulted some time ago, a guy beat her hard and then tried to pull one of her eyes out of its socket.
Then I was told to go to the marriage site, that was on the other side of the shopping mall I just noticed we were all standing in. I was late, so I had to run, and I crashed in the wine standings, miraculously breaking only two bottles, which I had to pay for. My father soon arrived and tried to pay, but I managed to before he could.
I then walked to where everyone was standing for the marriage, but when I got close to the 'girl' (who was still that "evasive" feeling) and I thought I'd finally see her clearly, I woke up.
I think I can guess "what" and "who" she was, but still... this was really disturbing, as well as sweet. And a bit depressing, too, given the fact that I'm a longtime single, hehe.
Sigh... speaking of dreams...
most of my dreams are either being chased by unforseen things (you know like in horror movie thing)
or either falling from a very high place and apparently its bottomless and i kept falling and falling and falling.
got a clue whats the meaning of it O.O?
Though recently even wierder, as much as wierd as it is whenever i tried hard to remember it, i never able to do so.
>>208
The reason you're having trouble with remembering your dreams is because dreams are stored in your temporary memory. Same case for everyone.
I suppose that is true, i wonder how some manage to remember what they dream about along with detail and such
lol
>>211
It's training.
When you wake up, grab the last thought that you had before waking up and say it loudly, or instantaneously grab a notepad and write it. If you don't, unless your dream is a really weird one that marked you, you'll lose it in seconds, because as >>210 said it's stored in your temporary memory. So like anything stored there, you have to quickly write it down/spam it in your head to actually remember it.
When you have the "last detail" you usually can remember most of the dream.
Then it's a question of training. The more you do it, the more often you can remember a whole dream and with the more details/accuracy.
I tried to post my dreams, but I just checked and my dreams are missing. T_T;
the weirdest dream well i should say nightmare, is where i'm a tub of butter and i get spread on some toast..and i'm squished in this sandwich it's actually quite terrifying -___-...how strange O__o...
I don't remember the specifics, but it involved a short, cute Asian girl with short hair and glasses, who was somehow Hazuki from Tsukuyomi. Later, I wandered around an enclosed, yet goes-on-forever smoky nightclub looking for her.
i had a dream me and my friends went to a party and got a heroin junkie to be a designated driver
I had the following dream:
I felt my hair and it hung over my face (in real life my hair is not that straight). When I looked in a mirror in front of me I saw there were two parts where my hair was longer, on the left and right side of my face. I repositioned that hair so it was a bit more symmetrical and in the mirror I looked really cute and feminine, Bridget-like (although I had black-ish hair). I felt really happy to look like that and walked away.
I had a dream where me and my freinds were at my dad's house and he was upstairs asleep so we went downstairs and turned on the radio and my friend pushed me into the bottom speaker, so I grabbed onto her leg and she grabbed onto my other friend's arm and we all went into the radio, we found a dark city where everything was brown and dark brown and dark red, we wandered around for a bit then we left and we were back at my dad's house, but when we got there this dude was trying to kill us so we went back into the bottom speaker, but this time i was the last one to go and I got stuck, then I woke up.
A few months later I had the same dream exept we were having a party and it was just me and my friend from camp, he didn't beleve me about the radio so i tried to go back in but I tried from the top speaker and nothing happened, he told me not to tell lies to him and he walked off, then i stuck my arm in the top speaker and I felt empty space and i knew it was the different world, i called him back in and he told me that if I was tricking him he would beat me up so i pulled my arm out and it was a Transformer's arm then as he was coming back into the room I stuck my other arm in and it turned into the same thing, he saw my arms and stuck his hand in and pulled it out and nothing happened so he was mad but he wallked away, then I relized I tried to get in the wrong way and I woke up.
can someone explain this dream to me? send the explanation to Zombiequeen12@aol.com please