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on: May 09, 2016, 01:07:54 PM
I had an interesting dream last night. I'm curious what dreams are like for others. This one was a bit strange. I was hanging out with three guys I did not know. We were in a parking lot in the Winter whipping doughnuts with their cars and sliding into the piles of snow. I was riding in the passenger seat with one of them. He got a bit overly enthusiastic and slammed pretty hard into a big snow bank head on. He wasn't buckled in and flew out of his seat. I think he hit the windshield and broke his neck. He was dead, or so I thought. I was fine and got out of the car. I remember walking away and leaving the parking lot. I tried calling 911 but couldn't dial the right numbers for some reason. It took several attempts but I finally got it. I spoke with the 911 dispatcher and told her what happened. She asked if the driver was still alive. Right then I realized that I wasn't sure and shouldn't have left the guy. I walked back and found him out of the car, laying on the ground with people surrounding him, and half conscious. He was moving his head and rolling around a bit. I remember telling him to lie still and trying to restrain him. That's about the time I woke up.

I don't remember many of my dreams. Often I will remember as soon as I wake up but it quickly fades in an hour or so. I also dream in color sometimes,  but not always. I've read that not everyone dreams in color. I can sometimes read in my dreams too. Often though, the symbols are a bunch of lines that don't form script of any real language.



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Reply #1 on: May 09, 2016, 02:53:45 PM
The other night I had a dream about nuclear war I was convinced was real.



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Reply #2 on: May 09, 2016, 08:16:25 PM
I have dreams in which I am reading something which I seem to understand, at least as far as the general drift of the text, but when I try to pick out the details, I see that the words and letters taken one at a time make no sense whatsoever. That tells me that I'm dreaming, but it felt so real up to that point!

That's a kind of semi-conscious dreaming, where you know you are dreaming because of the clash of events and dream-facts that do not correspond with facts that you know from conscious memory.

I remember one dream in which a rank of people from work were marching down the street, and in my dream I thought 'wow, this is weird, wtf are we marching down the street for?' Then the dream shifted a bit, but soon afterwards the same bunch of us were 'actually' doing what I had dreamed we were doing, and I thought to myself, 'wow, this is really weird! This is just like in the dream I had a while ago, now it's really happening!'

There are many wakings in which I linger in semi-consciousness, half dreaming, half awake, able to relish the weirdness of a dream, knowing I'm dreaming, but half believing it's 'really' happening. I have the feeling I can slip back into the dream, because I'm curious what's going to happen next. I love that mental state.

Some nights I sleep with classical music playing low on my FM radio. When I'm in deep sleep I hear nothing, but when I start to come out of deep sleep the first part of my brain that wakes up is the auditory mechanism. I hear the music with absolutely acute perception and appreciation, because the rest of my brain is still out of it, therefore I have no distraction. I don't know who I am, where I am, don't know anything but how exquisite this music is. I get that once or twice a year, and it's a thrill every time.

I had a lady friend once bitch about how she went to the ballet with a date, and he fell asleep, so what an asshole he was. This was when I was a management slave, chronically sleep deprived. I told her I fell asleep at musical performances a lot, and I found it was a way to enhance my enjoyment all the more, not tune it out but tune it up, so she shouldn't be so hard on the guy.

I've never done LSD or mushrooms or whatever, but I'm curious about altered mental states. I wouldn't mind tripping out, as long as I had a reliable guide to keep me from stupid stuff. I guess I should count a couple times coming out of surgical anesthesia, but the transitions were pretty rapid, too fast to enjoy. I've read old stories about ether dreams, which sounded pretty groovy.

I remember one episode driving down the highway in my chronic sleep-deprivation days. Any time I was on a long drive, I would nod at the wheel. Lucky I never killed anybody. But one day I went into a fuzzy zone in which I was convinced that I could understand any language with perfect clarity. It didn't last long, and I recognized when I snapped out of it, but I really wanted to go back there.



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Reply #3 on: May 10, 2016, 03:19:51 AM
When I was in college, I took a pshych class.   The prof told us that we were going to spend a couple of weeks on dreams and that just the mention of them through out our next few classes, we'll better remember our dreams.    It was true.    Maybe it will happen here.

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Reply #4 on: May 10, 2016, 03:56:49 AM
When I was 5 or 6 I had a dream that I either found a Robin with its leg broke off or I accidentally broke it off (can't quite remember). I took the bird and its leg to my brother and he glued it back on. The bird was good as new.

A couple years later I dreamed that I was being chased around our yard by a combine. I'm not at all sure what that was about.



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Reply #5 on: May 10, 2016, 04:27:46 AM
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Reply #6 on: May 10, 2016, 04:35:50 AM

I rarely remember mine more than a few minutes after I wake up.  I did play with dreaming (long, long ago) but gave it up for Lint.  I'll let my subconscious out to play.

I *did* have a really freaky 'fever dream' at one point last week.  Utterly strange and unusual for me, odd enough that it woke me up thinking, "What the fuck???"  I checked and no fever whatsoever, so the subconscious was simply having a hippy-trippy field day that early-morning.  If it was trying to tell me something, I think I missed the message.

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Reply #7 on: May 10, 2016, 04:37:08 AM
When I finally got out of college I lived alone, worked mostly a regular eight-hour day, lived in a new area where I had not much social life outside of work, so had plenty of time to read all the books I couldn't fit into my busy college schedule. I got everything I could lay hands on of Jung. That cranked my dream life up by a factor of ten.

I remember one dream in which color was a major element, that was during my freshman year of college. The color was the plumage of an imaginary bird, as brightly colored as a parrot, vivid reds, blues, yellows, but body proportions resembling a flicker. The bird was at the bottom of a deep well, like an old-fashioned hand-dug well, but dry at the bottom. He tried to fly straight up to the opening at the top, but would only get partway up, then flutter back down to the bottom. I was stationed at the bottom, and about the size of the bird, so when he would come down, it was as though I was staring him in the face, reading his expression of determination and confusion as to how he was going to get out. He never did get out, but the impression I retain still was his determination to make it out into the world above him.

There were lots of birds I would see every day growing up, that I never see anymore, but the flicker is the one that comes to mind when I think of that general fact. Bluebirds also were very common around New England in the 'forties, but the last one I've seen was on a mountain hike in Maine, back in the 'sixties.
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Reply #8 on: May 10, 2016, 08:58:59 AM
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Reply #9 on: May 11, 2016, 04:09:00 AM
In addition to dreams about my sister, I have a number of dreams containing nudity.   Never below the waist.   It's usually like a nip slip and though I realize it, I can't prevent it from happening.   In the dream I see the guys looking and even turn to make sure they see better, yet I don't want to.   So weird.

I also have dreams where one leg is longer than the other??

Another I have is going down stairs, my feet just glide down and I smoothly cruise down them.  Picture going down on a sled, just gliding from one to the next.   I don't understand that.


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Reply #10 on: May 11, 2016, 11:13:59 PM
Once in a while......
I have a dream of riding with the Templars across Europe.
I have no idea what it means, and I know that being a woman precludes me from ever being a Templar. But the idea of riding with them and carrying a sword is fascinating to me.

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Reply #11 on: May 11, 2016, 11:23:18 PM
Hope you didn't nick the sword from our shield maiden...

My strangest dream was feeling myself spinning upwards and feeling very strange... I thought I would hit my head when I reached the ceiling but instead I floated right through  it and next was thinking I wanted to see an old friend and suddenly I was in her bedroom watching her sleeping... Something or someone made a calling sound and I seemed to immediately click back into my body in my bed then woke up in a cold sweat...

Nope I hadn't been drinking or taken anything... it was just a very, very strange dream...

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Reply #12 on: May 11, 2016, 11:30:24 PM
I once had a dream about peeing. I woke up during it and was actually peeing the bed.  :emot_sad:



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Reply #13 on: May 11, 2016, 11:42:15 PM
I once had a dream about peeing. I woke up during it and was actually peeing the bed.  :emot_sad:

TMI.....way, way......

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Reply #14 on: May 11, 2016, 11:45:57 PM
Coulda been worse.