Dream Sharing

[BTGBullseye]

Concerning water, I had a dream a very long time ago where the buildings were floating across a bottomless ocean, mostly vacant. No sky oriented light, a light fog across the surface of the water, and an undefinable ambient light. (like in a video game, unnaturally able to see in shadowed and dark areas despite no illumination, looks like about candlelight illumination levels everywhere)

 

Now, I start 'inside' one of these ruined buildings, which was quite obviously a residence, as it had a bed, a bathroom, (almost completely intact) a kitchen area with a functional sink, and some closets. (everything else was rubble) I remember turning on the faucet in the 'kitchen' and seeing cold water come out purple, and hot water coming out neon orange. (both perfectly normal water though, apart from the color) Also, there were small gas pipes (¼ inch diameter, 1 inch from the wall, then 90° bend to straight up for 4-6 inches) protruding from remaining wall sections that had lit flames coming from them... The flame was a blue/purple in color.

 

After taking stock of my 'building', I notice movement on another nearby wreck, and try to yell to get their attention. Unfortunately, the new laws of physics muffle my voice the same way ultra-dense fog does, so it only carries for a few dozen yards before fading into oblivion. Recognizing this, I start looking for something I can use as a paddle, only to find a working motor under some rubble, which is capable of propelling the building in whatever direction I want at around 1-2 knots.

 

As I approach the island that had movement, I notice it has two people, one male, one female... Both around 17 years old, and apparently siblings. (bear in mind that when I had this dream, I was 6 or 7 years old, and saw myself at that age) After 'docking' with their island, I start asking them what's going on, why the water's purple, and why sound is muffled. They don't know either, but they had seen several other islands moving in the distance, but theirs just didn't have any propulsion. So I volunteer my propulsion to get us around to find someone who might know more.

 

This is where everything gets fuzzy, as I was slowly waking, and the dream was losing cohesion...

 

I remember us approaching a very large (looked like a destroyed 80's era school building) that had blood stains on a few of its remaining walls and no lighting of any kind, and I grabbed a jagged pipe for defense. The other two cowered on the island, with the boy holding a 6-shot snub nose of some kind. I told him to stay put and guard the island, and then proceeded slowly into the wreckage. I went in about 20 feet, and was grabbed. As I was being dragged off, I remember hearing the girl scream, as the islands were leaving. (they were running) I remember passing out, and then waking sort of in what looked like the Oblivion realm from Elder Scrolls 4, what with the hanging corpses and all.

 

And then I woke up.

 

I remember that the first time I played Oblivion and got to the Oblivion realm, I seriously thought to myself "this looks just like that dream I had that one time". lol

I just woke up and couldn't go back to sleep without drawing (can you tell that I suck at mouse drawing?) and posting this image of the kitchen area from this dream. Imagine a MUCH younger me (6 years old) standing in front of the sink. This is practically a rat's-eye view, but it's the sort of 3rd person I get in dreams. (cinematic style) Bear in mind that when I dream I get both this cinematic 3rd person, and a 1st person view, simultaneously.

 

 

 

[Zaraki]

I dreamt about having a phone conversation with "someone familiar".I can't remember all of it.

[Seattleite]

My girlfriend and I had a shared dream, recently. We were in the car going out to ride dirtbikes, and we picked up this lost little girl. It was so crazy vivid here, too. It wasn't like I just knew she was lying because it was a dream. I remember her looking at our dirtbikes before saying her family was going dirtbiking, averting her eyes when saying they forgot her at a gas station, all of it. My GF and I spent our time trying to figure out how to contact her parents, with her shooting down every suggestion. Eventually, she ran out of excuses and admitted she ran away from them at a gas station, and lied about where they were going, so they'd stop making her read "the crazy book", and she wanted to stay with us instead. I wanted to take her in, but was uneasy about it for legal reasons. My girlfriend was really eager to take her, and talked me into it.

 

I woke up about there, Kari was asleep a few more minutes. She said the "crazy book" was a bible, can't vouch for that. But I'll ask the child, her name's Alicia by the way, tonight because these dreams are happening every night, are still shared and have continuity. And much more pleasant than the dreams I used to have.

[Binky The Rabbit]

I've been having dreams about baking recently.

[Zaraki]

Guys.

 

I had a nightmare.

I remember that I was still at school though I don't know why.

Then I was at my house with my bro and dad.They said that a corrupt politician was inside the house ready to kill us for some reason I didn't know.Before we went in,I confessed that I loved my childhood crush.They were both left speechless.I went in first.When we were ready,I realized something.

THEY DISAPPEARED BEHIND ME.

I had no choice but to push on.When I opened a door,the politician(WHO LOOKED ALMOST EXACTLY THE SAME AS PUTIN)came at me with a knife.

He stabbed me in the back of my head.

AND I WAS STILL ALIVE SOMEHOW.I'M NOT FUCKING AROUND.

Then I pulled out the knife and stabbed his head.I cut open his head and his eyes were looking up,telling me he was dead.

Then he fell to the ground.It ended after that.

When I woke up,I gasped and looked around.I was still alive.And I still felt the stab wound in the back of my head.HOLY SHIT.It felt WAY too real.

I think this dream traumatized me.

[Reverend_UshankaCat_]

...I dreamed I was having a pee fight with someone...

 

It was fun.

[AP_Pastor]

Last night, I dreamt someone sent me a chain message in Facebook. It came true an hour ago. Same person, same content of the message, same place where i'm sitting when I got that message.

 

That's the 4th time my dream predicted something, and this is the most accurate of the four.

[Seattleite]

Well, the little girl dreams stopped when I went home and was no longer with my girlfriend every night. And it's been back to my standard "Blender Theatre". Where we pick a couple genres and set-ups at random, put them in a blender, and what comes out is tonight's dream. And last night, it was "post apocalyptic" (didn't get enough of that in there), "kidnapping" (held up for a ridiculous $50,000 no less), "awkward friendship movie" (makes even less sense in context, because it's me and the villain), and a few others with a side of "plane crash".

 

So basically, I'm flying across a ruined town in a very slow plane, get distracted and clip a building. I crash, surprise surprise, and I crash into a place where apparently the local (singular) decides to hold me up for random. In a post-apocalyptic environment. A cookie for the first person who sees the glaring problem with that. He wants "50,000" for my release, apparently. But I get the distinct impression that he's really just a lonely old man, using this as an excuse to have some company that isn't four-legged and furry for a while. Until then, my stationary plane is my new home. I didn't bother telling him it can actually still move fine, it just can't fly. I start offering him things to get him to let me go, from stacks and stacks of pre-war USD (which he, of course, turns down) to my sword, to my airplane. And every time, I next go for threatening him, which should have convinced him under the circumstances but didn't somehow.

 

First time, I offer him a big case of pre-war money, all in mint condition because I just raided the US mint. (Hey, it's post-apocalyptic, nobody cares.) He refuses it, saying he's not impressed, and then I threaten to beat him to death with the case and see if he's "impressed" then. He then tells me his dogs are trained to attack anybody who hurts him. I whistle, and all four happy, lovey little family dogs come running up for attention. Yeah, sure they are. Yes, your mid-sized mutt certainly seems poised to strike when he lays on my feet panting. Oh, and the golden retrievers sitting there being pet, they must be dangerous. And the chocolate lab rolling on the ground for my attention, he sure seems the vicious type.

 

Second time, I offer him my sword on top of the pre-war money. He says a sword isn't worth "50,000". Which makes me wonder: 50,000 WHAT. What are we trading out here, how much is each unit worth? What's the big mac index in this area? Seriously, I need info. But instead of asking, I then ask him if his life is worth 50,000. I draw the sword, putting the tip of it to his chest. (It's a rapier, I can pierce the sternum just fine, thank you very much.) He then brings up the dogs again. I remind him that even if his dogs were vicious attack dogs, and they're not, I have a sword.

 

Before the next time, we're sitting down eating dinner and having a fairly pleasant conversation. I get the distinct impression He's telling the story of his last hostage, who eventually he let go because they didn't have anything worth taking. He even mentions that they tried to strangle him in one escape attempt, but he can't be strangled. I snark that I'd be willing to test that, and the idiot actually lets me. Though, he does prove immune to conventional strangling. Not arterial choking, however, which proves even more effective on him than regular people. But for some reason, I chose to wait for him to wake up and remind him that I could have just put his head on the table and killed him with one good hit to the neck, instead of just doing it and being done with him. (Note: This actually works. The table prevents the head from moving, and the impact on the neck breaks it on the corner of the table. Takes a LOT of force, though.) He seems mildly creeped out by me knowing how to do that, but that doesn't stop him from putting his head in position and calling my bluff. He knows I'm not willing to kill him to leave. (Though I was certainly tempted at a few points.)

 

Lastly, I offer him my airplane in exchange for letting me leave. It's his ticket out, he can move somewhere where there's people and not have to kidnap them just to have some company. I can make it home on foot. He declines, saying the plane can't fly and is of no use to him. I then threaten to leave in that plane. He repeats that it can't fly, looking confused and now scared. I then get in that plane, turn the engine on and roll out of there. It's slow enough he can keep up at a jog to yell at me and beg me to come back, but he can't stop me and he quickly gives up. And there, the dream ended, I wish. It kept going for about ten minutes of me driving my plane on the ground and looking at scenery before I woke up.

 

Now, got any dream analysts on what THAT means?

[BTGBullseye]

Now, got any dream analysts on what THAT means?

*insert typical Freudian parental analysis here*

 

Does that work?

[Jeb_CC]

Analysis? X3 Man, I'd love to be an actual dream analyzer. Although, I'm not sure if dreams have actually any effect (or vice versa) on people's personalities, or life story. Would be interesting to test!

I'd try analyzing, but I'd probably just offend 500+ people. So I better not.

 

A recent dream I had:

I was in a big city, with huge walls surrounding it. I was with my friend, a talking dog. X3 Strange... but okay. We walk around, I drive him around, then we end up getting lost near the perimeter of the city. There, in an alley, we find a hole, out into the open expanse. We see nothing but snow for miles and miles. The horizon is completely flat. We wonder, "Where's the sea?" As the city was supposedly built on an island. As we curiously venture out, we find that the thin snow is actually covering a floor of ice. It shatters and breaks from under our feet and we splash into the icy cold water. But... the water of this sea looks... pure white. Like, milk. XD Doesn't taste like milk though. It's horrible stuff. Anyway, can't even see half a foot in the water, and for minutes it's struggling and swimming, trying to save our own skins. But eventually, the exhaustion hits in and I end up drowning. X3 And then I woke up, 30 minutes before my set alarm. It wasn't even a nightmare, but it was still scary as all hell.

[BTGBullseye]

Sounds like a base for a video game... A walled city built on an island. The water is white for some unknown reason. You must discover why the city's government is hiding the dire situation, and uncover the conspiracy!

[Blightmare]

My dream last night was filled with strange stuff like going back to college to find my elementary school teacher is my instructor, and our class took place in the colleges apparent presidential classroom(???). After getting situated I opened up my laptop to find it just FILLED with porn which the instructor seemed to not even notice in the slightest.

 

Then later I was getting lobotomized while I was awake and finding the inside of my head is watermelon. This was going on outside the classroom.

 

I haven't had a dream this fucked up in ages.

[Zaraki]

Okay,so I dreamed that I was back in school.THEN these random TF2 characters show up and the dream becomes a random Kitty0706-esque Gmod video.

[Alyxx Thorne]

Dreamt I had a fight with my brother cause he got jealous of me for some reason.

 

Happened a lot when I was growing up. Still, not nice to dream about it.

[AP_Pastor]

Okay, so I dreamed that I was back in school.THEN these random TF2 characters show up and the dream becomes a random Kitty0706-esque Gmod video.

hmm...Zaraki Goes To School? Would love to watch that.

 

I dreamt I was in the Angry Video Game Nerd's room, staring at his game collection like they're a museum piece. Would love to go there, or at least have a room like that

[rairii]

I recently had a dream that lightning struck just a block or two away from my house and woke up everyone in the house.

Oh, wait.

[BTGBullseye]

My recent dreams have been overly adult oriented... Not going to post them here.

[Reverend_UshankaCat_]

I remember a small part of my last dream, me and some old school friends who I hadn't seen in years were having an airsoft war around my house. I already knew I was going to win because I found a good hiding spot behind a car where I could shoot through the windows > (I'm cheap like that sometimes).

Anyway, just before the round started, I heard a sound above me. I slowly looked up and saw a rubbish bin dropping from a window above. I quickly jumped away (even though it would'nt have hit me anyway) and saw a guy with some missing teeth and crazy eyes and hair (basically your stereotypical loonie) stick his head through the window. I ran inside my garage, where I saw an old friend of mine. I told him "DUDE, CHARLES MANSON JUST THREW A BIN AT ME!"

 

What is my subconscious trying to tell me?

[AP_Pastor]

I dreamt Caddicarus offered me a PS4 and a LED TV, if i go through a Phoenix game. Hmm...

 

After my last dream involving the Nerd, i'm sensing a pattern somewhere.

[Jeb_CC]

I have been dreaming a LOT lately.

X3 And instead of describing the weird robot thing I dreamt about, I drew it.

 

http://i.imgur.com/0xhGPmWh.jpg

 

No face, just two planks of wood. A chainsaw in one hand, and a chisel in the other. The chisel was like... his painting brush. o.O It was kinda weird.

He was basically an agile freak that had a really scary ominous computer sounding voice. It wasn't dark... it was kinda cheery actually. But sinister.

Basically, crazy and insane. That threatened to kill me repeatedly. But whenever he caught me, he wouldn't actually do anything to harm me? It was like... a cat playing with a mouse. X3