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Discussion in 'General Discussion' started by Kaiyodei, Aug 7, 2014.
My dreams....or rather...nightmares...have been...rather dark lately.
Had a very bizarre dream that involved a very large stadium, some sort of competition, and me sleeping with and gently penetrating this girl, only to have her have a mental breakdown in the process and me having to comfort her...
I had a dream recently that I was sitting with someone who I haven't known for long (less than a week) and we were looking on my computer at my artwork and I was cringing really, really badly about it for some reason and they were laughing at the computer at my artwork.
I dreamed that I was at school and got to meet Bernie Sanders, but he had started on some meds to calm him down.
I keep having dream about kittens. Good, fluffy dreams. SO FLUFFY!
Had a dream where a girl wanted to hook up with me, but wanted me to wait until 6pm. Obviously I woke up before that 6pm happened. OTL
Also had a dream where I was fishing in a swimming pool that somehow got full of fish.
So I had a dream I was hanging out with a guy in northern India, and we were in a supermarket. I was trying to get him to "shop like an American" to see what he thought Americans shop like, and he'd keep wandering around for a long time before buying some sort of beer. After the third time he did this (including him finding a Reeses cup beer), I asked him why he was doing it. I never got an answer because there was an air raid siren. We ran to a bomb shelter room in a back passageway which was covered in blue bathroom tile. I peeked outside to see a small silver aircraft being swarmed by fighter jets. My Indian friend was telling me that we were in a place that was at high risk for getting bombed, and that if we were to be nuked, the shelter wouldn't really help.
A couple nights ago, I had a dream that I was being trained to be a man servant in an elegant mansion. The lord of this mansion, and his two young sons, were vampires of all things. Not my typical fantasy, but just before I woke up, there was about to be a dinner party with a host of different fantasy creatures. I remember seeing a werewolf, kitsune, ork, Sasquatch, and others sitting around a large table. I don't recall anything sexual, but it must have been implied, because I woke to a raging hard on.
Try as I might, I have not been able to go back to explore further.
During my nap yesterday afternoon, I dreamed about going back in time to about the 90's and convincing a conservative senator that global warming was real. He lived in a house with a lot of windows which for some reason was in the parking lot of the walgreens by my mom's work.
Haven't been remembering my dreams for a while and then all of a sudden I have one of intensely vivid dreams about a different life. A cute girl I don't recognize from anywhere in my life, and I'm fooling around with her. She's skinny, which I haven't been with a skinny girl in many years. Short dark hair and brown eyes. Pale skin. Very cute.
We were listening to Tool and laying in her bed. There were so many details I don't have time to write it all out. At some point another guy is there and we're trying to get her to choose which of us she wants to be with. Then I'm looking through her dad's DVD collection, because it's his house we're at. She lives next door to my grandmother, who looks nothing like my grandmother that's been dead for several years. so many things happened in the dream. Then I woke up and was trying desperately to go back to sleep but couldn't. This girl is going to haunt my thoughts for a while. sigh.
Had a dream recently that involved my father...not a very pleasant dream sadly.
Two nights ago, I dreamed I met a really nice nerdy girl, but when I got to her apartment, her bed was full of biting and stinging insects, and she wouldn't let me get rid of them.
Then last night I dreamed I got a job working for some sort of new-age culty church, and the lady running it was very strict.
Erotic dreams lately. Which is odd because I'm not going to bed unsatisfied.
...and my body is "up" before I am. Not that mind, I do have a very short, slow leisurely play session before I get up. I don't [want to] finish, but it's a nice way to start the day.
The only thing that I remember from my dream was that I was working for stuff for a class I was failing and I have a bunch of other failing classed and I started to cry becasue I knew I wouldn't graduate. I must be a soothsayer.
Recently I had a very interesting sex dream. I know this isn't the adult threads, so I warn you, it's a little graphic.
I don't have sex dreams often and since I don't remember most of my dreams, lately, this was a nice change of pace. Anyway, it was brief and only took place in the hour between my two morning alarms. I remember that my wife and we're having sex and she had grown a penis! She hadn't started using it on me but I was playing with it and sucking it. I remember it was much bigger than mine, at least 8 inches and very thick. The head was small and kind of pointed. But I was going after it! I paused at some point and was thinking about her fucking me with it...and I woke up. ERRRRG!!! Yeah, so frustrating.
I dreamed that I was back in second grade, and my teacher (who in real life was my 3rd and 4th grade teacher) gave us a really complex assignment, and forgot to give us some of the papers we needed. We kept telling him and after what seemed like hours of trying to convince him, he realized how he'd messed up. He asked me to go make copies of the paper he'd forgotten to give us, and for some reason the copy machine was on the 50th floor of the empire state building. For some reason, there were only two elevators. One was an antique elevator like you'd find in a hotel in the 20's, and the other was some sort of weird alternating paternoster lift escalator combo where each set of lifts went up a few floors, and all the individual steps were labeled so you knew what step to stand on if you wanted to be perfectly in line with the the floor you wanted to get off on. I remember it not having a large margin of error though, so I opted for the antique elevator. It took FOREVER to get up, but I eventually got to the 49th floor, where I accidentally got off. I knew it would take too long to wait for the single antique elevator again, so I took a look at the paternoster system. It scared the crap out of me to even try to get on that thing, because it had pretty big gaps of just open air to either side of the entrance where I could just fall to my death if I misstepped. I remember a bunch of people standing around the edge of the gap, which didn't even have a railing, and one guy even had his legs dangling over the edge. Then he dropped down the gap, but nobody watching freaked out, so I assumed he knew what he was doing. But that sealed the deal that I did NOT want to take the lift system, and I decided to explore the floor and look for a stairwell. I went through a bunch of antique wooden rooms, going up and down various stories by random ladders and antique stair cases, not once ending up on the 50th floor, and eventually finding myself in a huge library on the back side of the building somewhere on the 49th floor. There was this massive wooden statue attached to the end of an aisle of bookcases who was holding up a massive pillar candle which was braced against the load-bearing wooden beam in the center of the library. Well I did SOMETHING, I don't remember what, but at the time it seemed like it triggered the candle to snap into three massive pieces. Suddenly, all the support beams and wooden columns all over the library were cracking and splitting like balsa wood. I was running and trying to escape as the Empire State Building collapsed around me. I got out of the collapsing library by going up a ladder to the 51st or 52nd story. I remember escaping down collapsing floor after collapsing floor using the paternoster lifts, some sets of which had gotten de-synced or blocked to the point where there were rescuers sliding people out at the last moment as they went by. By the time I got down a few floors, I realized I didn't have my backpack, and went up to the top remaining floor, the 50th, (finally) to find it. I found it almost completely demolished. Other than about half of the story above still being intact, it was completely open to the sun. I ran around the backside of the 50th floor searching through rubble as construction crews with backhoes were clearing the rubble nearby. When I finally found my backpack, I woke up.
I just started remembering some of my dreams lately. It happens if cycles but I'll usually forgot them if I don't write them down (I wake up and then go back to sleep).
The only part of the dream I can really remember is that I was 2 other people in a courtyard. Apparently there were more of our group, but they kept dying one-by-one. We didn't seem to care and there were clues to how the next person was going to die. They were like post-it-notes attached to lawn darts. It gave a semi-detailed expliantion and who it would happen to. I don't recall reading the note but it had to do with one of the people I was with having his balls removed, set on fire and then playing baseball with them. He didn't seem freaked up but he, understandably, was reluctant. This went on for a bit.
Eventually, we were playing baseball but it was a regular ball and I kept hitting people with it. For some reason I won and that allowed me to get married to some guy, there were a lot of other people around (no idea where they came from). I don't know who the guy was. My father was there and was really happy for some reason, but soon after, he got sad.
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Hella nuclear bombs going off, it was like a North Korean propaganda video
Really strong dreams the last few days.
Today I had a dream that took me all over, but the main bit I remember was in a larger version of my local mall (a dreamscape I've seen before) in the section full of closed shops, and dodgy arcades. I won a bunch of plushies, including a Furret pillow, a giant Ledian doll, some sort of stuffed animal hat, and a plushie that was a turtle that could be turned inside out to make a giraffe.
A few days ago, I found myself in an entirely new dreamscape, which was a bit of land at the northern tip of the land border between Alaska and Russia (It made sense at the time) which was owned by my uncle's family. All the grass was brown and yellow, and very short like it never grows tall enough to mow. The land had a number of houses, some were just stock cabins with one or two bedrooms, a bathroom, and that's about it. There was one main (albeit small) house at the end of the driveway, which was the first house you'd get to, as well as the furthest south. On the east side of the property there was a small lake, which had two large, rather old Victorian houses directly on the water. I remember the property being quite a long drive into town. The cabin I ended up staying in was right along the fence that served as the border marker. It was an old three-slat farm style fence. I remember going in and realizing nothing had changed since the last time we'd been there years before. There were still barbies on the bed and floor from my sisters, and most curiously there was a bag of McDonald's hamburgers and cheeseburgers in the closet that was still warm. I remember someone telling me it meant the Russians had been using the cabin while we were away, but I didn't believe that in the dream. I can remember feeling like the place freezes over solid most of the time. It also felt like this isn't the last time I'll be dreaming about this place.
The day before that, I dreamed I was at another con, being held at a castle on top of a hill, but also at the same time at a bigger version of the local Big Lots. Not much to say about that one.