Official Dream Discussion Thread: Post your dreams!

I'd hate to be your mind when you dream.

I had a strange experience last night, it was kinda like sleep paralysis, mixed with something else. Have you ever had one of your toes go down and get stuck like that? It's almost like a muscle spasm or something. Well that happened to my whole fucking foot. My foot was stuck down, and I woke up in agony and I couldn't make it stop. It was horrible, it felt like someone was trying to break my foot off, and it was pulling on my leg muscles. I finally got it to go away and went back to sleep(it wasn't a dream because I was awake, Nikki was awake, and we both recall it happening because I woke her up when it happened.) I woke up this morning and could barely walk, it's not too bad now but leg muscle, the bottom one, really hurts when I walk.

I've had a few dreams where I woke up thinking something that had occured actually happened. I usually went along about half a day before realizing it was a dream... weird feeling.

That happened to me last night. I dreamt that i lost my cell phone and that i owuld never get it back. It took me nearly 24 hours before i realzied that i didnt bring it with me on vacation.

Baaahhhhh... I keep on dreaming about boxes! BOXES!!

I had a really disturbing dream today when I took a nap after work.

I was sitting around, doing nothing when all of a sudden I kept seeing Obama's face plastered all over the news. I didn't know what was going on until I asked some people who magically appeared on the couch what was going on.

"Obama's plane crashed and threw him 500 feet into the mountains, splat!"

I felt a strong sense of despair and fear at that moment, but then I woke up and realized Obama IS still alive.

Scary shit.

Have fun answering questions when the FBI/CIA shows up at your door in about 15 minutes.

i dont have like SCARY dreams, i just have this 1 reoccuring one that scares me. it's like, im being chased and attacked by my first ex, and i keep hitting him as hard as i possibly can, but i have no strength so no matter how hard i try to hit him, im not strong enough to do anything. and always get killed in the end

I had this one dream when I was 12 having to do with the Carrie movies. I would be trapped in this maze of a house, and no matter how hard I tried, I could not avoid her. She would keep blowing me up with a bazooka, and I would get this dreadfully horrid feeling but wouldn't die. Scary music would start to play and a curtain would fall on me, snapping my neck. I was in agony, but still alive. It kept happening over and over but with different weapons and scenarios in where I moved in the house. That was scary shit 7 years ago.

I started keeping a dream journal 2 days ago and I've discovered at least half my dreams involve corpses or grotesque mutilations. It's kinda messed up.

I had a really disturbing dream today when I took a nap after work. I was sitting around, doing nothing when all of a sudden I kept seeing Obama's face plastered all over the news. I didn't know what was going on until I asked some people who magically appeared on the couch what was going on. "Obama's plane crashed and threw him 500 feet into the mountains, splat!" I felt a strong sense of despair and fear at that moment, but then I woke up and realized Obama IS still alive. Scary shit.

To help coup(sp) I've scavenged a game for you to play.

http://superobamaworld.com/

To help coup(sp) I've scavenged a game for you to play. http://superobamaworld.com/

Am I the only one who finds it ironic that a black guy's main enemies are "pigs"?

Not just pigs, but pigs with lipstick.

I started keeping a dream journal 2 days ago and I've discovered at least half my dreams involve corpses or grotesque mutilations. It's kinda messed up.

So you write down what you remember as soon as you wake up? Even if you wake up at like 3 am? Just curious as to how that works.

These past couple of days I've been dreaming that I got back together with an ex of mine. Know how weird a feeling it is to be dreaming that you're in love? Pretty sure we were like expecting a kid, too.. and then I wake up and question whether I'm still with her or not? lol I wake up confused as fuck.

That is confusing. I know some people do that and can peice several dreams together over a long period of time.

My dreams are always just totally wacky and out there, and usually star people I've been in contact with recently.

I used to have a lot of zombie dreams. Me and a group of my buds would be goin commando on some fuckin' zombies. Those dreams were cool.

the weirdwsr dream ive had is about ufos

I gave them cookies and they most certainly left me alone.

I keep having dreams where people I know/like seem to freak out about things that I would freak out about or have been thinking about. Is that a sign for something?

All the dreams about boxes had sunk into my subconscious, but after reading through the thread I've found that I'm remembering them quite clearly. They're strange.

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My latest dream started with me in a shoe shop. The sounds of fighting started to spring up further down the road, but we all stayed put, doing our shoe shopping. Suddenly cars screeched to a halt outside, and they opened fire on us, shattering the window. We all dropped to the floor, and I managed to drop myself in full view. I was shitting myself, eyes closed, just waiting for the bullets to hit, but they didn't. Eventually they stopped, and the people in the cars set up camp outside the shop. Somehow I managed to sneak out of view to where most of the other shoppers were. As the day wore on, we found a goods delivery hatch, and carefully escaped through it. Skip forward a bit, and we're camped out in an abandoned farm outside town, and the bastards in cars screench to a halt outside. No guns this time, though. So we go through the same camping thing again, night falls, and we decide to make a dash for it. Whilst we were bricking it in the farmhouse, someone had found a map with an old sewage shoot marked on it - concreted up in the barn. I volunteer to run out with a sledgehammer and smash it, then make good our escape. As the gunmen go to sleep, I carry out the deed, and as I'm running back to the house to tell everyone, I trip over something, make a lood clatter, and wake a gunman up. Obviously I freeze, in plain sight (but it's dark, don't forget)... so the bugger turns the spots on the cars on, and I'm crouched there like a rabbit in a headlight. I can't see him until he makes a noise and pops up from behind a wall in front of me. It's me looking all dapper in a tux and shades, and holding a gun... which I point... and shoot... right into my bloody teeth. At that point I woke up screaming "FUCK", waking up half of the corridor with me (luckily it was coming up to 8, so no-one was too pissed).

I dozed off again, was woken up by my alarm clock, sleepily turned it off, and dozed off a second time, slap bang into a dream where Corridor Girl was in my room complaining about the incessant beeping of the fire alarm (my alarm clock was going off again).

Saw a prostitute with 4 boobs =/