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Dreams
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I see. So what you mean is that, say you have a dream of a situation or something happening in school, the rest of the dream will most probably take place within the set of rules already placed in the dream before it started becoming lucid. Right?
Sleep paralysis is also cool, has anyone ever woke up with some unknown irrational fear, heart beating, palms sweating, adrenaline pumping and JUST CAN'T MOVE?
Usually the triggers from the dreams are strange, my most vivid one is looking at an old laptop running the Windows bootup screen and going OH SHIT.
Usually the triggers from the dreams are strange, my most vivid one is looking at an old laptop running the Windows bootup screen and going OH SHIT.
dreamt last night that I was in a convenience store that made sandwiches (and had a nifty vending machine-like sandwich dispenser) with jerry seinfeld and george costanza. george started heckling this old woman and then ordered a "jalapeno vodka" sandwich which i took from the sandwich dispenser. i came back inside to find that jerry had the same sandwich and george was upset that i took his. it was delicious.
I dreamt last night that I was playing for ManUtd and for some reason Beckham was playing there too. He got kidnapped by some guys, so me and victoria (who was not playing a major role) went to a place (which was my home IRL) and got him and called the cops and all. I told Becks that I played for manutd too and he didn't recognize me. he thanked me and he left for the game which I was supposed to go to too. But I didn't and stayed back and got kidnapped by the same kidnappers .__. and then escaped somehow and called the cops on 'em
Yeah weird.
Yeah weird.
i dont dream a whole lot, but
once i dreamt that i was made of really delicious bread, and my family wanted to eat me. i kept hiding out with people in my life, but inevitably they would try to eat me. they chased me with a variety of spreads, but they didnt catch me.
also, i dream in third person. as in, i am a spectator watching what unfolds, and usually i am also a character in the dream that i am watching.
once i dreamt that i was made of really delicious bread, and my family wanted to eat me. i kept hiding out with people in my life, but inevitably they would try to eat me. they chased me with a variety of spreads, but they didnt catch me.
also, i dream in third person. as in, i am a spectator watching what unfolds, and usually i am also a character in the dream that i am watching.
guess you could say that you had a wet dream
ok see dreams like this are fun to read
No I think he meant like the portal closing and chopping your cock off or something.
don't leave your portal gun lying around
do hallucinations count? i think they should
i thought i was nancy botwin from the television program weeds when i had a fever of 104 degrees farenheit. it was strange, but i think i understand what mothers feel like when their kids are in danger, because i was afraid that the big black gang members were going to come to my house and kill my children if i couldn't get out of bed and sell them drugs. i eventually realized who i was, but had an INTENSE psychological battle with nancy botwin vader before i managed to convince myself i was me.
and then i thought i was a country, and there were a bunch of citizens on me. i couldn't tell what they were doing though because they were too small and i was a country. i tried to hear them and give them guidance, but i just couldn't do it so it was very disheartening. my bellybutton was the capital, but it didnt matter at all. i just knew it was.
i also have done diphenhydramine a few times, and it's a lot like being awake in a series of dreams.
the first time i took a hallucinogenic dose (500 mg), i was convinced that i was using my ipod, when in reality i was sitting in a chair staring at the blank ipod screen before dumbly looking up and asking my friends, "was i just playing doodle jump?"
i played not a single lick of doodle jump that night.
from there, i went to play saints' row, which is basically a GTA ripoff for those of you unaware. this would have been easier if i owned an xbox, which i do not. nevertheless, i was convinced that i was playing saints' row, until i realized i was laying on a kitchen floor with my hands outstretched as if they were holding a controller. i fell asleep watching the shadow of a cowboy ride off into the sunset and become an elephant.
the second time i did it, i went straight to bed. i thought that my friend's guitar cases were little girls leaning over me with some sort of malicious intent, but they always turned out to be guitar cases. go figure! i also saw shadows group together and turn into a pitchblack man staring at me. how was it staring at me? it had no eyes. didn't matter, i knew it was staring at me. it was scary as FUCK.
the third, and final, time i took dph was in my home, in bed. the walls shimmered and the room turned circular and my legs kept turning into a mermaid tail. i really didnt want to be a mermaid so i kept getting frustrated. then, i thought there was a party in my room.
for whatever reason, i was playing pkmn at this party. i turned to one of my friends to ask them an opinion thing about pkmn, only to find i was talking to thin air in pitch-darkness and was not holding a nintendo ds. i then found myself at work, where i was a bank teller. interestingly enough, i do work as a bank teller. i eventually realized i was on drugs at work and then that hallucination ended. i went to the bathroom and heard voices coming from down my stairs, but knew better than to see what they were talking about.
after that, i stared at my ceiling by ipod light. the ceiling swirled into a horrible storm, and a million voices started whispering. as the hurricane got faster, the voices got louder. my head was paralyzed with terror and i could not snap myself out of it. it ended after what seemed an eternity, but in reality had been only a few minutes.
it's a really shitty, scary drug and super fucking bad for you. don't do it.
maybe the last part of my post belongs in the drugs thread, but i feel that very vivid hallucinations are similar enough to very vivid dreams that they ought to be allowed in this thread. thanks for reading!
i thought i was nancy botwin from the television program weeds when i had a fever of 104 degrees farenheit. it was strange, but i think i understand what mothers feel like when their kids are in danger, because i was afraid that the big black gang members were going to come to my house and kill my children if i couldn't get out of bed and sell them drugs. i eventually realized who i was, but had an INTENSE psychological battle with nancy botwin vader before i managed to convince myself i was me.
and then i thought i was a country, and there were a bunch of citizens on me. i couldn't tell what they were doing though because they were too small and i was a country. i tried to hear them and give them guidance, but i just couldn't do it so it was very disheartening. my bellybutton was the capital, but it didnt matter at all. i just knew it was.
i also have done diphenhydramine a few times, and it's a lot like being awake in a series of dreams.
the first time i took a hallucinogenic dose (500 mg), i was convinced that i was using my ipod, when in reality i was sitting in a chair staring at the blank ipod screen before dumbly looking up and asking my friends, "was i just playing doodle jump?"
i played not a single lick of doodle jump that night.
from there, i went to play saints' row, which is basically a GTA ripoff for those of you unaware. this would have been easier if i owned an xbox, which i do not. nevertheless, i was convinced that i was playing saints' row, until i realized i was laying on a kitchen floor with my hands outstretched as if they were holding a controller. i fell asleep watching the shadow of a cowboy ride off into the sunset and become an elephant.
the second time i did it, i went straight to bed. i thought that my friend's guitar cases were little girls leaning over me with some sort of malicious intent, but they always turned out to be guitar cases. go figure! i also saw shadows group together and turn into a pitchblack man staring at me. how was it staring at me? it had no eyes. didn't matter, i knew it was staring at me. it was scary as FUCK.
the third, and final, time i took dph was in my home, in bed. the walls shimmered and the room turned circular and my legs kept turning into a mermaid tail. i really didnt want to be a mermaid so i kept getting frustrated. then, i thought there was a party in my room.
for whatever reason, i was playing pkmn at this party. i turned to one of my friends to ask them an opinion thing about pkmn, only to find i was talking to thin air in pitch-darkness and was not holding a nintendo ds. i then found myself at work, where i was a bank teller. interestingly enough, i do work as a bank teller. i eventually realized i was on drugs at work and then that hallucination ended. i went to the bathroom and heard voices coming from down my stairs, but knew better than to see what they were talking about.
after that, i stared at my ceiling by ipod light. the ceiling swirled into a horrible storm, and a million voices started whispering. as the hurricane got faster, the voices got louder. my head was paralyzed with terror and i could not snap myself out of it. it ended after what seemed an eternity, but in reality had been only a few minutes.
it's a really shitty, scary drug and super fucking bad for you. don't do it.
maybe the last part of my post belongs in the drugs thread, but i feel that very vivid hallucinations are similar enough to very vivid dreams that they ought to be allowed in this thread. thanks for reading!
I really enjoyed that, thank you.
Not often, but every now and then I'll have moments in dreams where I seem to slow down: I can only move slowly, I'm incredibly weak, and my voice is very soft.
A more common theme in my dreams is zombies. I never know when they will break into my dream, or have entire dreams dedicated to them. They haven't got me yet, but they've come pretty close. I'm not looking forward to being eaten alive if I should ever fail :/
Doing a poor job of advocating that.
I have the exact opposite experience very often.
I'm just walking, but I'm moving much faster than I should be. Like those cool things in the airport.
Travellators I believe, or how ever you spell it.
I think it's wrong to laugh as loud as I did at your predicaments...but interesting. Stephen King took some if I recall correctly.
So in other words your dream experience is the same as your sex experience.
not to mention when you know someones making shit up but if you call em out they'll act all wounded..
and then theres the people who tell you about their friends dreams so not only is it made up but it's not even made up by them
help
vader, i too dream in third person, but only about half of the time. a lot of the time i'm actually an entirely different in my dream, but only aesthetically, and sometimes i don't even realize it until i catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror and think "hey, i'm not a blonde" and then i realize that i'm playing myself in another character's body, and i'm also watching everything happen as it does.
Uhh curious, has anybody had dreams that were affected by what was going on in real life? Something that happens to me frequently is that I won't be able to open my eye's all the way in my dream because the sun is shining through my window in real life. I just had a dream and that happened, and it reminded me of the fact that I meant to ask people this. Also, when trying to turn around, I wasn't able to, which I think might have been me trying to roll over but the covers were too tight?
that's interesting vkca. i used to have semi-frequent nightmares that i was aware of being in a nightmare, and I knew that as soon as I opened my eyes it would be over, so I would have a several minute struggle with my body telling myself to open my eyes in the transitory period in waking up and trying to end the dream. Don't think I've ever had anything exactly as you're describing though, sounds like it has the potential to make nightmares that much worse.
