Dreams/nightmares

That means you're going to die. Horribly.

Sorry.

Well, psychologically speaking, your home is supposed to represent your safe place or a mental manifestation of your body.

Penn Jillette is obviously your paragon of manliness or a physical specimen of masculinity personified.

Thus, your "nightmare" represents your deep, dark fear of being pounded by Teller's better half. Anally.

Did Penn enter your house through "the back door"?

I've had one dream that's recurred since I was in my teens, it may vary in some details but the general theme is I'm on a plane that's just taken off. No problem leaving the runway but it struggles to achieve altitude. It always ends up barely clearing a hill or flying under a bridge! It never crashes though.

Now I've flown all over the world since I was a kid, and only ever had one bad flight (which pretty much ruined my love of flying) but I've had that dream since well before the bad flight. And I've done a lot of flying since.

So what the hell is that all about? I know every time the dream starts what's going to happen, it's almost entertaining!

The man has indeed been known to make things disappear.

I had a dream my wife Natalie Portman died! I'm off to join the Dark Side of the Force. Damn midi-chlorians.

I also have celebrities in my dreams often. Always have. At the very least, I usually have unidentifiable dream actors playing the roles of people I know and often myself. Don't bother telling me what any of these things mean. I've had many psychology classes, so I know most of this crap. I'm just sharing here.

I've had some very adolescent dreams lately. On Tuesday I had a dream where I found out Jesssica Simpson was a close personal friend of myself, my wife and my friends after accidentally insulting her by declaring Nick Lachey to be a pimp in her presence. It hurt her feelings and I didn't know she was there until after I had gave that remark. Afterwards, we all made up and looted a video game arcade at an amusement park.

The next night, I had a teenage makeout fest with an actress that I'm pretty sure was Eliza Dushku, but could have been someone else. That's my best guess in the morning. It was very dorky, teenage longing and was pretty silly.

I rarely even recall my dreams and they're usually meaningless and cinematical when I do so two days of dorkiness is pretty strange. Like I said, I've already had enough study time to make my own impressions, but please feel free to dissect and insult me.

Yes, these were actual dreams. This thread's appearance was a nice coincidence.

I've walked down dark corridors while being guided by a giant hand. The hand had teeth and red eyes, I tell you!

One of the most interesting dreams I've had was one where I had a dream within a dream within a dream. I was having a sex dream when I woke up and noticed I was sleeping on a floor somewhere. On a bed next to me was Deena from DTWF podcast. Then I woke up again and I was in a cottage in the woods with all my friends. Then I woke up for real. It was pretty bizarre.

Also I constantly have dreams of being back in school.

Was it a dream where you see yourself standing in sort of sun-god robes on a pyramid, with a thousand naked women screaming and throwing little pickles at you?

No?

Why am I the only one who has that dream?

Just woke up. Had a dream about fucking spiders...in both senses of the word. The damn things reproduced faster than I could kill them. When I finally squished the "mother" spider, it exploded into a thousand little squiggly things with the color and consistency of pasta.

Fuck you, James Gunn and your damn movie, no matter how entertaining it was.

"As a very recent symbol of the male organ I may mention the airship, whose employment is justified by its relation to flying, and also, occasionally, by its form."

-Sigmund Freud
The Interpretation of Dreams

I rode my bike in the nude. Nobody cared and I didn't either. Then my bike hit a bump in the sidewalk and I woke up.

I never get nightmares, though.

Weird... I had thought about posting a similar thread after waking up relieved from a dream/nightmare.

There's a natural sort of rush you get when you wake up from a "bad" dream and realize it was just that and not reality. Often times I'll have dreams where I've committed some sort of crime and waking up from that is a huge relief. The other night I had a dream where I my wife and I were having a huge fight and what have you... when I woke up beside her, that was another huge relief. Immediately after that I had a dream where were flying in the back of a plane (almost as if we were going skydiving) but I noticed out of the window we were very low, a bridge was visible. The last thing I said to her was "we're going to crash." I woke up just before we did.

Am I in a bad marriage, Dr. Phil, or are these dreams just a coincidence?

I love a good bad dream.

The only one I know of that had a celebrity in it was basically the reverse of Paul's. I dreamt once that myself and a buddy of mine from back in school broke into someone's house with the intention of robbing them (despite the fact that I am a law-abiding citizen in the real world). We had on the whole "home invasion" get-up. Y'know, ski masks and shotguns. Turns out it was the house of actor Tom Sizemore (analysts please be advised that this was long before his admission of sex addiction and the release of the sex tape that I have never seen), who quickly turned the tables on us. He gets the shotgun from my cohort and, from behind a kicked-over table (where two children huddle in terror) he blasts his face off. I drop my weapon as he turns his sights on me, hold my hands up and start backing away. With a mad look in his eyes, Mr. Sizemore shoots my kneecap and I fall to the ground. He walks up to me and places the hot barrel of the shotgun up against my neck and that's it. The dream ends, as best as I could tell, with my death.

Hmmm, now that I think back on it, MOST of my dreams end that way.

I had a bout of sleep paralysis the other night.

Even when you know what it is, it's fucking horrible, When it happened to me and I DIDN'T know what it was, I was absolutely terrified.

The one I have constantly involves having to take a High School Trig final on the last day of class in order to graduate, though in the dream I blew off that entire semester and never went to class. But what makes it weirder is that in the dream I know I have finished college so I start freaking out and wondering if I fail the Trig final will that zero out graduating from college. I have no idea why that one pops up so frequently.

On the flipside, my favorite dream ever involved me starting a movement to make Powers Boothe the first actor to walk on the moon. NASA agreed it was a good move and the mission went off without a hitch. God I wish I could dream that again.

This used to happen to me all of the time. I believe it had something to do with listening to the radio (using headphones) while drifting off to sleep. I haven't done that lately and the sleep paralysis has stopped. I remember waking up and trying to yell for my wife lying next to me but nothing would come out. It probably didn't help that I was generally listening to Coast to Coast AM where they often talk about the subject (the first time it happened to me I had to google it - it was quite scary).

Moltisanti, I also have a similar, recurring dream where I'm taking some class and I blow it off, forget I'm actually enrolled then show up a few weeks later totally behind and lost. It's one of those dreams I love to wake up from - realizing that I'm not even enrolled

Weird. I get that too from time to time. Even down to it being a math test and knowing that I'm either already in or out of college.

It would appear that you and I are connected on some deep, spiritual level. And that fucking terrifies me.

Don't freak out too much, though if you end up having the "Powers Boothe goes to the moon" dream in the near future it will solidify that we are dream brothers and should immediately exchange Christmas cards.

This must be pretty common because I also have had these dreams multiple times. Mine doesn't specifically involve a math class but it does involve the final credit I need to graduate. In my version, I hadn't gone to class all semester and am confident I can just show up for the final and pass easily. But I can't find the room the test is in for the life of me. I keep entering different classrooms always interupting something important. Usually the teacher says "that class hasn't been in this room since last semester." Then I freeze and wake up and then sit on my bed and say to myself "I graduated college 5 years ago right."

Sleep paralysis is such a pain in the ass. The efforts of yelling at people to wake you up are so futile. I usually get out of it by pretending like I'm comfortable with it for a second and then spazzing out.

I've also had the "wanted for murder" dream. No clue who, how, or if I committed the murder but I was on the run. Hid out in the woods of a golf course for a while, then disguised myself as a bum downtown. Seemed to work pretty well, but watching my back was getting annoying.

"I haven't studied. Oh, no. I'm back in school. I can't believe I'm back in school"




"Oh, thank god."

This is the earliest memory (ANY KIND) that I have, and its the most terrifying thing I’ve ever experienced in my dreams, magnified by the fact that i've had the dream re-occur my entire life. Honestly, I can trace this dream back as far as my memory can go, easily to 4 years old. Behold my stupid terror:

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From a bird’s eye, first person view, I approach a GIGANTIC porcelain monolith. I fall tremendously just as I am about to understand what it is I’m looking at, and become just below level with it as I hover towards it. I'm anxious, I’m sweaty, I'm screaming but nothing is coming out of my mouth, and I’m immobile, arms and legs stretched out as the hovering forces me to approach it, become level with it and beyond, and move into its centre-

It's a giant bowl. It’s a giant bowl of that piss-colored Lipton instant chicken soup. And suddenly I'm calm. But just as I'm okay, the tension is ratcheted up about a million percent- something's not right here, and I’m still immobile and unable to talk. The giant noodles are melted and yet still independent of one another, and I can make out thousands of the straggling, melted noodles, foretelling my doom.

Again, my movement is forced upon me, and i notice on the horizon line (and centre of the bowl (its a GIANT BOWL)) that something ominous is awaiting me. As i reach the small figure, its features come into focus- its Tweety Bird. Tweety’s now viciously vampiric, with blood staining his yellow feathers. He notices me, and his razor sharp beak opens and he breaks into a baritone, terrible laugh, and looks up as I am forced to look down. I can now see small pebbles falling into the soup, and the splashes are burning me, little by little. The pebbles give way to bigger and bigger rocks, and then to huge boulders, and I’m not worried about the burning anymore- I’m just waiting to be crushed. I hear Tweety's laugh faintly as the biggest boulder of all envelops me...

And i still can't scream.

And its dark. and that’s all there is. Darkness. For a very long time.

And I'm conscious for all of it.

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ANNNNND there you have it. Laugh away.

You win.

I get a similar dream too. One is mainly that I forget I have a couple of classes and never go to them, so at the end I'm not sure if I'm going to graduate.

Very often I have this weird dream that I go back to high school in my country, just to do one year there because I felt I missed out on going to classes with some of my friends. They're all in another grade, but I'm just there going to classes part time to prove a point. Very strange, but it repeats a lot.

It's kind of amazing how almost everybody has the flunking school dream. i guess it's because everybody goes to at least high school and dreams help people remember things so the dream is a reminder not to let shit slip or it could be costly.

I think everybody also has a dream of some kind where they try to scream but can't and also nobady has mentioned it but how about when you are trying to run fast but can only manage to run dirt slow like your legs weigh too much. On the flip side of that sometimes I have a dream where I'm playing basketball and can dunk from anywhere and have unlimited hangtime.

oh yeah, Oats, tweety bird in a monolithic bowl of chicken noodle soup? Pretty weird shit, not a clue what that means.

I once had a dream where someone stole my teeth. Apparently, some thieving prick pulled out all my teeth while I was asleep and I wound up on a bus with the Foo Fighters and I won my teeth back in an eBay auction. Then I just jammed them back in my mouth and everything was fine.

The other dream I vividly remember involved playing Chutes and Ladders with Werner Herzog in a small closet with no ceiling. He won, by the way. I congratulated him, and he slapped me on the back and said "Everybody wins when you play Chutes and Ladders" in that calm, heavily accented voice.

I'll never be able to shake that off.

Can anyone here control their dreams?

Quite often when I dream I'm actually aware of the fact that I'm dreaming, and if I concentrate hard enough I can take the dream in any direction I like, which usually involves me making my dick like two foot long and trying to have sex with some woman. Unfortunately the moment that happens I generally lose concentration and the dream starts wandering, which results in the woman becoming my dad or turning into a penguin or something.

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I've also had another weird one recently:

I'm parallel to and following Jesus on a bicycle as he's periodically looking and waving at me.

That was it! The entire night!

This. my friend, made my day. Hilarious

I just remembered a dream that disturbed me quite a bit. In the dream I noticed that I had a square scar on my palm and as I started scratching it layers of skin and flesh peeled off. Finally I had a perfectly square hole in my palm and I could see the bones through it.

It's called "lucid dreaming"; I only had that happen once - somebody was chasing me and I just said "hey, this is just a dream" and stopped running. Then I woke up before I could take advantage of being in control.

Oh god, I used to suffer from that ALL the time. I hated it! The first time it happened to me, I was so terrified. Once I read up on it, I was ok with it... didn't like when it happened, but dealt with it. And was very thankful that I had no weird visions of aliens or anything that seems to happen to a lot of other people that suffer from this. Not even Aliens want to take me away.

As far as dreams go, I keep having dreams of my EX dying. Its really freaking me out. In my dreams, I am sitting at my desk at work and I get an email from his wife telling me that he was killed in a car accident (another time it was a heart attack) and then I just start a gut wrenching cryfest, coworkers come to comfort me... I mean, the whole thing is sooo real that I wake up so sad. Its crazy.

On a lighter note, I had a dream the other night that someone gave me a neg rep that dropped my rep points down 200 pts. WHY I am dreaming about CHUD rep points... I have NO idea. Ha.

Too bad you never got to take advantage... you could have made your dick two foot long!

I've only had one experience with lucid dreaming, when I was 8 or 9. In the dream I was being attacked by raptors in Jurassic Park, when I realized it wasn't real I got power crazy and started laughing maniacally and jumping around on the raptor's heads...I was a weird little kid.

TECH SUPPORT!!!!

I have another bizarre sleep occurence that's quite common to me, and would like to know if anyone else has experienced this.

Often, and for no apparent reason, I feel as if my head is literally being ripped in two.

You see, I'm just lying there enjoying my sleep, when suddenly - and this has nothing to do with what I'm actually dreaming about at the moment - I feel a weird pressure between my front teeth, as if somebody's just placed a crowbar between them and slowly started pressing down on it. As a result of this my teeth start feeling like they're beginning to crack. As the intensity increases, I start to feel and hear my skull being split apart. The sound is horrible. Like teeth being pulled. And just as I think I cant take anymore I wake up. It's the worst feeling in the world.

Anyone else had this happen to them? ... anyone?

I had a dream a few months back about trembling in my closet, in the dark, because the cops were coming to bust me for "lewd sexual conduct". I had a telephone in my closet and called Janet Jackson for bail money that I knew I'd be needing.
Janet Jackson was also lying in her closet sadly fawning over her brother's old records ("Thriller" was defintely one of them).
She told me she didn't have any money, and angrily sobbing into my phone, I told her she was fucking lying because she was Janet Jackson.
The cops kicked down my door and there was my father in some sort of localized parallel dimension where a warm Christmas party was going on in the background, and he was screaming about how he'd "knew this shit would happen!".

The cops began to take the hinges off my closet, I started getting a Laurie Strode / Halloween sort of feeling, and then I woke up.

The teeth falling out dream is a very common dream and one that I've heard many times. I'm obviously not retaing as much of my psychology classes regarding dreams that I'd hoped, which sucks. From what I remember, losing teeth symbolises a fear of growing old and obsolete, though that was a debatable viewpoint. I've also read that losing teeth is sybolism for embarassment and often an excuse for bad luck. I've had it many, many times over the years. Probably my most common dream.

The high school dream I've had infrequently, but I have had. Most often, the high school dream revolves more around being in love with someone from high school that I would have never remembered if not for this dream.


Finally, I've also had the lucid dreaming only once that I remember. Similar to the dream Werewolf Girl had, my dream revolved around being attacked by tigers and about to die when I suddenly remembered that it was all a dream. After announcing the fact, I began throwing the tigers around like ragdolls simply because I knew that I could. Nothing more exciting than that\, though I've had times when I tried to control my dreams and couldn't.

Another theory I've heard on the losing teeth dreams is that it symbolizes feeling like your losing "power" of some kind. This being due to in ancient times teeth being much more valuable to us as a powerful possesion, like they would be to a dog.

I've had a decent amount of lucid dreams but not the kind where I can jsut do anything, more like the kind where I don't take anything seriously or can't be scared. One I remember was that both Leatherface and Jason had broken into my house and were in my basement. I heard them make a noise and went down to check it out, I see Jason milling around and I'm like oh shit. Then Leatherface pops up right near me out of nowhere with a chainsaw. For a second I was scared and then I switch to being completely calm and laughing and rip a mask of his face Scooby Doo style and it's just some guy I know. Then I run over to Jason do a couple juking moves and tackle him on the couch. He takes his mask off and it's someone else I know. Then we decide to go to get something to eat. While we're eating they have their masks and gear set down nearby like they're construction workers who just got off work. Some people at the restaurant asked about the masks and gear and I told them "don't worry I'm just having a little dream here." That's all I can remember.

I still get the relentless-pursuit-by-unstoppable-killer dream every once in a while, like most people I'm sure. When I was younger, Michael Myers was the most common culprit (Halloween was the first horror movie I saw as a kid). After a while, I started standing my ground and fighting him, but my punches would have no affect. He'd stab me, but it wouldn't hurt and I'd realize it was a dream and wake up. I don't get it much these days, but for the last year or two it switched to Clancy Brown in full black-eyed Brother Justin mode. I don't even glance back over my shoulder when I run from that motherfucker.

Why would I make my dick shorter?

Right. That was another prevelant interpretation of the teeth dream that I forgot. Part of why I have such a problem with the dream interpretation psychology. There's far too many versions for each common dream and many of which I've never found even close to being true with my own personal situation.

yeah, dream analysis is pretty subjective stuff.

I have a Bachelor's in Psych, and you hit the nail on the head - IMO to truly interpret a dream you'd have to sit down and get at what a person feels about certain images. It's UTTERLY subjective.

And add to that the theory that a dream may not be the subconscious working things out but merely the mind trying to organize random neural activity while sleeping (I think it can be either/or, even both, in any given situation) and dream interpretation is a pretty dubious "science".