Woke up from a nap because I was dreaming that I was introducing Elton John at some awards ceremony. Serious WTF moment.

Boru

I remember dreaming about giant, hundreds of meters long whales with platypus like snouts and long hair silently floating over the countryside.

My recurring dream theme for decades is me ascending in a huge skyscraper which becomes more and more shaky the higher I go, swaying in the wind until at some point I have to lie flat face down on the floor so I don't get swept against the windows or even thrown off. Usually I am deadly afraid that the insanely narrow, mile high structure under me might collapse, and at the same time I am usually strangely fascinated by the fact that around me, business as usual is going on.

(June 1, 2017 at 12:42 am)ignoramus Wrote: Since a little kid, I've had this weird sickening dream about a sponge fighting a needle...
No idea what it means but I had it again a few weeks ago...

I was sick to my stomach again.

What's weird is that it's sickening. I'd say it must be a metaphor, but dream interpretation isn't my thing.

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(June 1, 2017 at 12:54 am)It_Was_me Wrote: I had a dream I was dating my Mom. Weird right?

However, as a Psych student, dreams interest me quite a bit. Especially dream interpretation. I really do believe they can sometime be indicators of something. Not sure what, but I think there are more to dreams than we actually know. Nothing super natural or religion related. However, dreams seem to be telling us something or indicate something that we should do.

Not too weird, as dreams go.

I think dreams are just a consciousness dump. Your brain is just throwing around information it will store or not store and you get dreams because of it.

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(June 1, 2017 at 1:09 am)vorlon13 Wrote: do the rest of you need to again read about being totally paralyzed, vulnerable and helpless while incredibly disturbing looking spiders the size of baseball gloves are crowding your face and slowly eating your eyelids, eyes, cheeks and tongue ??

Doesn't bother me. I'm sure it would if I was dreaming about it, but I've had some really sick ones myself.

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(June 1, 2017 at 4:02 am)BrianSoddingBoru4 Wrote: Woke up from a nap because I was dreaming that I was introducing Elton John at some awards ceremony.  Serious WTF moment.

Boru

Haha, brilliant.

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Last night, I dreamt that I was supposed to be attending some big fancy wedding for a relation who doesn't exist in real life. For some reason, I thought ordering swing sets to be set up indoors for us all to play on was a good idea for "helping set up." Then, somehow, Tiberius has an appointment to have some sort of body scan done in the same hotel, because body scans obviously happen in hotels, and I tell him we're going to be late for the wedding. There's nothing he can do about it, so we're late for the wedding. We finally get outside and the ceremony is over. However, another relation that doesn't exist hands me a baby that doesn't exist like I'm supposed to know it. It has a shitty diaper and I can't find a fresh one. Also, it keeps sliding down my body, despite my frantic attempts to hold it safely. When everything is all over and done with, Tibs and I are packing up the car and trying to decide what the fuck to do with three swing sets.

Last night/this morning: fade in, I working in a lab/hospital (lab coat on anyway) and a female coworker walks up to me and tells me that I'll have to get my stuff out of the freezer as new supplies are coming in and they need the room. I open the freezer and two of my rifles and ammo are in there. When removing them a guy walks up and says "those look like fun, lets go shoot at the range in the basement". In the basement we walk past a morgue to get to the range, stick rounds in our ears for sound protection and then start loading the clips. As I push the shells in, the ammo morphs into black ballistic syringes and I'm struggling because the business end keeps popping up and I don't want to get stuck. Then dreamus interruptus, one of the dogs jumped onto the bed.

Sounds like a lab/hospital/police precinct. Watch a lot of police procedurals on T.V?

(June 1, 2017 at 11:36 am)Shell B Wrote: Sounds like a lab/hospital/police precinct. Watch a lot of police procedurals on T.V?

No police connection but used to wear a lab coat and own rifles. The needle's/syringes may have got in through some past behavior.

(June 1, 2017 at 3:12 pm)mh.brewer Wrote:

(June 1, 2017 at 11:36 am)Shell B Wrote: Sounds like a lab/hospital/police precinct. Watch a lot of police procedurals on T.V?

No police connection but used to wear a lab coat and own rifles. The needle's/syringes may have got in through some past behavior.

That is an interesting image considering your past troubles. Huh.

I don't remember my dreams very often because that's a side effect of smoking marijuana before you go to sleep, but I had a dream a few years ago so vivid that I still remember every detail of it.

So I'm at the end of my shift at my summer job and for some reason my boss decides he's going to give me a ride home. Dream Me doesn't find anything weird about that, so I get in his truck. Then he says he forgot something, so he runs back into our break room to grab it. Suddenly the doors close, the truck starts, and the vehicle starts driving itself out of the parking lot. I'm kind of just sitting there awestruck by the fact that I'm being held hostage by a self-driving car. It drives me a good few miles before it starts to swerve, almost hitting other cars until it finally zooms through a red light and smashes into a pole.

I'm fine, but I notice a cop car in the rear view mirror. I think to myself, "Great. He's not going to believe this car just drove itself 4 miles. He's going to assume I just did all that." So I grabbed a hammer (from...somewhere...?) and smashed the shit out of my leg and made it look like I got hit by the car. So the cop gets out of the car and for some reason he shoots me in the face... This, however, does not phase me at all. Like, I see the bullet come at me and then the cop just goes, "Oh, sorry," and the dream continues like nothing happened.

So now we fast forward to the police precinct which happens to be built on the water. I get there and my boss is very angry, obviously thinking that I stole his truck. I was still sticking to the "I got ran over" story, which, in hindsight, was a pretty shitty alibi, but it was working. The police brought me out to the bay and said, "Okay. If you're afraid of the water, you're not guilty." Dream Me did not find that weird. And of course, what do I do? I pretend to be afraid of the water! Not guilty! Open and shut case. And instead of staying mad at me, my boss apologized and gave me a DVD of Kindergarten Cop. All in all a good day.

@Aegon

Sounded pretty legit, but you lost me at Kindergarten Cop.

(June 1, 2017 at 5:35 pm)Alex K Wrote:

(June 1, 2017 at 3:12 pm)mh.brewer Wrote: No police connection but used to wear a lab coat and own rifles. The needle's/syringes may have got in through some past behavior.

That is an interesting image considering your past troubles. Huh.

Yep, kind of two potential death images fused.