Dreams/nightmares - Page 2

Yeah, that was part of my problem with psychology as I slagged through it. While I found it thoroughly interesting and I loved it, I also found it to be a borderline grift. It's part science, yet part bullshit. No offense, because it is the field That I very much wanted to get my degree in, but an experienced poker player almost has as much knowledge in the field as a psychologist does. There's is some learning in the field that is invaluable, but if you have that skill of reading people, you really are halfway there. I know that it's a shitty assumption that pisses off a lot of people, but I honestly do believe that.

So what does it mean if you dream of a large glistening dolphin repeatedly jumping through a hoop?

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I had a rather amusing dream last night where I was walking around in a very large, futuristic mall, and a giant TV was playing "A Nightmare on Elm St." over the jewelry department.

Freddy Krueger jumped out of the TV and started running around the mall. Then the lady behind the jewelry counter hit an alarm button and a gaggle of large monkeys came out of a sliding door in a wall and beat the living shit out of Freddy and dragged him away, kicking and screaming.

Then Rupert Everett tapped me on the shoulder and told me I was a very handsome man.

It was good times.

Man, your dreams are star-studded.

The only time I ever dreamt of famous people was when I had a dream that me and a few friends infiltrated Tommy Lee Jones's halloween party dressed up as the cast of Friends.

I was Chandler.

That reminds me of this dream I had where I was a bodyguard for the entire cast of Friends. There was some serial killer stalking and killing them one by one. We decided, of all places, to hide out in a secluded cabin in the woods. Anyway...I didn't do a very good job. I'm pretty sure only Chandler and Phoebe survived.

I once dreamed that I was Adrian Biddle and I won an oscar. Also Sigourney Weaver was seated at my table.

I have NO idea.

A "single-click" usually does the trick

It's rather odd that a lot of us have had the school dream... though mine doesn't generally revolve around a final test, just missing several classes and being scared to return late in the semester.

I dreamed about Biff Tannen from Back to the Future. He was carressing his wife's (Lorraine) hair before immediately giving her an upper-cut punch. Then it ended.

What was the point of that?

I have a dream every once in a while where the very moment I fall asleep I'll be walking, and trip on a rock or something. I instantly wake up with a muscle spasm(a big twitch or an involuntary kick or something). It sucks, especially if there's someone next to me.

I also have a lot of apocalyptic dreams, I'm not sure what that's about but they're very visual, and honestly pretty cool. Lot's of scary shit happens in them but they aren't scary for some reason. I've seen NYC get destroyed by meteors or missiles or something at night, while several friends and other people float around panicking in the water, looking up at the destruction. These are probably all somehow 9/11 related subconsciously. I had them before that, and more recently, but I had a LOT of them then. I have some more that I woke up and wrote down, maybe I can find the notepad. They were all over the place.

I had one where the Easter Island heads had come to life, and had bodies. I could see them off in the distance fucking shit up and hear them stomping around. That dream has stuck with me for years, and is one of the few "epic" dreams I've had that scared the shit out of me. Some of the events in that particular dream were so much like Spielberg's War of the Worlds that I actually had an anxiety attack in the theater.

Holy shit. I didn't know it was a common thing. That happened to me about six months ago, jussst as I was getting to sleep. I had no idea what was going on and couldn't move. I don't even think I could open my eyes, but I was definitely awake. It was really horrible and last 5-10 minutes. Can't recall how I "snapped out of it" either, I might have just fallen back asleep though.

Last night I dreamt that a porn film was being shot at the video store where I work.

I blame this thread.

Once you get passed the initial shock of feeling paralyzed, just realize what's happening and it'll go away pretty quick. It's an odd feeling, for sure, but kind of cool after you realize it's not harmful or anything. I'm curious if anyone else can make it happen just by listening to talk radio as they fall asleep - it almost always happens to me when I do this (though I haven't recently).

As for having involuntary "muscle spams" related to being half-asleep .. that happens to me all the time as well. I feel really bad when I'm close to my wife and I punch her because I tripped on a crack in the side walk. I blame both of her black eyes on that.

I can't make it happen, but I can always tell when it's gonna happen because I get a loud buzzing sound in my head as I start to drift off. Once that happens I can usually wake myself up, move around and then go back to sleep just fine. The times that I am too tired to do anything about it are the times that it winds up happening. I am not so much scared by it, but I don't like the helpless feeling that I have when its happening. To be able to hear everything going on around you (TV and such) but to not be able to move is a very shitty feeling.

Two more things about sleep paralysis: the sense of seeing and hearing things around you is not actually real, you're dreaming about youur current surroundings. One time I proved this to be true by waking up from the sleep paralysis and being surprised that a bunch of magazines and crap was sitting right next to me on the coffee table, I was sleeping on the couch. And that crap wasn't there while I was going through the paralysis. My roommate had moved it there while I was sleeping, so I was dreaming about the way it was before. And the other thing is that I get this a lot more when sleeping on the couch with the tv on in the background, and it also happened about three times in a row when I was trying to sleep in the back seat of a car during a long trip. So like Whiskaz was saying with am radio, any abnormal background distraction probably increases the chances a lot.

Yeah, this threads working out pretty well for me I guess. Last night I had a dream that I was going off the diving boards at my childhood pool and as I was coming down from some kind of flip I almost landed on some broad drowning. I get her to the side of the pool and pick her up out of the water and then start carrying her across the deck, as I'm doing this I notice that she's Eva Longoria. Then somehow in a magical dream role switch she's carrying me and I say to her "damn what are you 100 lbs and I'm over 200, how are you doing this" and she says she's been working out. Then magic role switch back and I'm carrying her again, then we sit down on a lawn chair and I discreetly fuck her under a towel. So this thread's got to be helping me out somehow, I haven't had a dream that good in a while .

I wouldn't say that your totally off base with that.

Of course, the main difference between being a shrink and a poker player is that a shrink is trying to HELP people, whereas a card sharp is merely trying to take your money in the most efficient manner possible.

A cynical person would tell you that the main difference is that the card sharp is honest about his intentions.

I don't know why I am telling you this, but last night I had a weird dream.

So I'm walking down the street and see a hobo sitting on a sidewalk. Next to him I see a guitar lying on the concrete. I'm about to go further when all a sudden the guitar starts playing by itself. Even though it's a dream, I can't really believe it, so I come closer and notice that it's a tiny lobster trying to play AC/DC's "Highway to Hell" with it's claws. It sounds really horrible and out of tune, but you can see that the little bugger is trying. All of sudden, a friend of mine who plays in a punk band, appears out of nowhere, steps on the lobster so that the shell cracks and all the goo comes out of it. He looks at me and says:"That's what happens when you try to fuck with good old Rock n Roll".

People say that dreams have some sort of meaning (fears, wishes and so on), but I don't even want to think what this one meant.

Papa, your dream is awesome. Your punk friend was right, but that lobster deserved better.
I think this dream means you should stay away from shellfish and australian rock before bedtime.

I also find this not to be an uncommon occurrence.

One of my most messed up dreams is one I've been having since I was about 7 or 8 or so. I'm always a child in the dream and I'm in a hotel hallway. It looks exactly like the hallway from Ghostbusters when Peter first sees Slimer which I have always found extremely wierd, as I started to have the dream before I ever saw that movie. Anyways, I'm in this hallway and it seems to go on forever. I hear my name being called so I start to wander down to the end. Except no matter how fast I walk, I never seem to get anywhere. At the end of the hallway there is an elevator door.

So I keep hearing my voice, and it sounds like my mother's, and I start to have an anxiety attack. As I run faster and faster, I finally start to move and within a split second I'm facing the elevator door. I hear the familiar ding and the doors open wide. Inside is Big Bird. But instead of being a muppet, it's like an actual 7 foot tall bipedal yellow bird. He smiles at me and all of his yellow feathers start to fall to the ground. I scream, nothing comes out, and in my mother's voice he says "Come closer, I just want a hug" I try to turn around but I am stuck. After all of his feathers fallout, blood starts pouring from every pore in his body. I am finally able to move and run away as fast I as I possibly can. I close my eyes, don't look back and just run. I run for what seems like miles and when I finally open my eyes, there he is. He grabs me, laughs his evil Big Bird laugh and I wake up.

Totally fucked up, totally random, and I seem to have it a few time a year since I was a kid....

My most interesting and realistic dream was when i dreamt of falling down from different places. Usually from the top of a skyscraper or within the stairwell. It was so realistic, i could actually feel the sensation of freefall. Then i usually woke up before hitting the ground or i suddenly found myself on the top again. I had this dream often when i was a child but disappeared as i grew up.

I had a pretty crazy one last night, but it wasn't the first time. Just haven't had it in a while....

It starts out with me in the beginning of Raiders of the Lost Ark. Only the beginning starts on an island that is 300 feet above the ocean on all sides. There's some monks cloning Alaskan dogs on this island, and the dogs are running wild on the island. Indy & I go into a cave and find a small movie theater where there's an old movie playing that I've never seen before.

Among the audience for the movie are Timothy Busfield (telling the projectionist to focus the movie), Jessica Biel, and Lao Che (chinese bad guy from Temple of Doom) and his henchmen. The movie stops playing, the crowd gets upset, and Biel gets up to entertain the people. Indy leans over and says, "This ought to be good". She does a backflip, and breaks her neck.

The one of Lao Che's thugs gets up and starts a fight while people are trying to help Biel out. Indy & I start to brawl against them, and then I wake up.

I've had this dream several times, and always wake up wondering if there's an extended cut of Raiders out there - because how the hell could I think that up?

I work towards achieving "lucid dreams" as often as I can, and if you have a chance do some reading on-line and experiment with them. While rare, even when you are "working" for them, they are fairly awesome experiences that leave you with an emotional high for several days in a row. My biggest problem: I tend to wake up fairly quickly (not the "fake wake-ups that plague lucid dreams, but real ones) despite the tricks they teach you to stay asleep.

During my most recent lucid dream I imagined a Venice type city that was empty of people. I flew in and around the buildilngs and canals. Pretty awesome.

Last night I dreamed that I was at a big sci-fi/comic convention. As I was browsing the various booths, I come across a guy standing next to a bookshelf. I bump into him and he turns around and its David Ruprecht the host of the 90s game show SuperMarket Sweep. I loved this show when it was on so I was star struck. He was there at the convention to promote a new science fiction series of novels that he wrote. When I started to tell him about how much I enjoyed S.S. he got very angry with me that I didn't want to talk about his new books.

And in that moment... I woke up soaked in sweat.

In the last dream I remember vividly an obscure 20th century poet (who I found out actually existed) destroyed my passport and stole my luggage when I tried to catch a flight out of a European airport. Even more frustrating was that I couldn't read the clocks to discover when my plane would leave, as it was a dream, but instead of being clued into the fact I was dreaming, I thought I just didn't know how to read western european time. A fairly unexciting one. I just remember exclaiming amongst passersby, "Goddamn Ezra Pound!" I don't remember reading his name before.

Ezra Pound is very, very far from being obscure. And that dream sounds like something a 19-year-old film student would contrive. Your subconscious needs to get out more.

I've had action flick dreams in my jr. high school where it was populated with cartoon/sitcom characters I loved. Splinter, Uncle Phil, He-man...

Then I also had one where I leaped off a huge cartoon cliff with the Ninja Turtles. For some reason I didn't have a parachute. When I finally thudded onto the ground, I jolted awake with my legs spasming.

More recently, I dreamed of driving my car on water. The tires actually just skimmed on the water's surface. Jesus Car. It was kinda cool because in the dream I treated it like it was the most natural thing. Really bad city planning though. Whoever designed this dream city allowed automobile traffic to drive across the water at the same time as the huge freighter ships with powerful rockets spewing flames in the back! I think I burned my hand.

I rarely have straight forward dreams, they're mostly abstract. I don't even remember them that often, but when I do it's usually like an elephant is making tea while monkeys dressed as The Monkees play the theme song from Space Jam and a girl I previously dated will show up and play badminton with my mother as I try to turn on a light switch in the jungle with a slingshot that shoots rainbows.

It's all very disturbing.

I've had those many times myself.

Last week, I dreamed that I was working at an unusually spacious Burger King located in a two-story building with restrooms on the top floor, which is significant because the men's room doubled as a makeshift brothel. There were no amenities to be had; the johns would go upstairs and prostitutes would meet them in the stalls to complete the transaction. I was very depressed to be working there, because circumstances forced me to act as a combination assistant manager/pimp; I was constantly being distracted from overseeing food prep to deal with whatever issues the johns had.

More curiously still, I had a dream last night in which I was at a Dairy Queen, and, in a fit of gluttony, I asked the kid at the counter if he could put sprinkles on my dipped cone before he dipped it. He did so, but then announced to me that this service had escalated the price of the cone to $150.00.

I've given birth to a litter of kittens a few times.

I got up from bed, a man shared some food with me, and we both fell unconscious. I then witnessed the rest from a third-person view, as some kind of military doctors came in and performed tests on us. I learned from their dialogue that they had put tranquilizers in the food, and then I learned that they were characters in a play, and so were me and the man, and then I was an audience member, and then I went home and went to bed in the dream and woke up in real life.

I'll never forget this dream.

I was standing in an alley, for some reason, and Jerry Seinfeld was also in the alley staring right at me. He was standing behind the blue couch from "Seinfeld" and he started singing "Riders on the Storm". That's all the dream was, but damn was I laughing after waking up and remembering it.

I've had a couple of dreams in the past week or so about my car being stolen. I've had precognitive dreams in the past, so this had better not be one of them. I really hope there's some other, psychological explanation.

I had this one all the time as a kid! But I don't remember ever falling from anywhere, I was just falling and spinning in darkness. I actually felt the sensation, too. I had that dream so often I even started to like it.

I also had flying dreams. Those were cool.

Were those ones precognitive?

From what I remember, nearly everyone has dreams of falling at some point. They could be an indication of insecurities or instability, issues that are probably more common in childhood. I think Freud believed that dreams of falling meant you wanted to give into a sexual impulse, but it's been a while since I took psychology.

Everything involved fucking something with that guy.

Keep an eye out for my obituary and someday you'll have your answer.

HA! Was that too morbid even for you bastards? I didn't mean to kill the thread.

Last night I dreamt I interviewed Jack Ketchum. He said "In Part I, the villain thinks evil thoughts. In Part II, he does evil. Part III is the end." Not bad writing advice at all.

I dreamt that I rode a school bus with one Nick Nunziata. I got off at the wrong stop, didn't know where the hell I was, and walked to his house, where he let me stay for a few hours, and let me go through his old vinyls. I can't remember which albums I ended up taking, but I remember leaving a Carly Simon single (IIRC it was a cover of a recent song) because "Nick would have wanted it".

I remember this one dream where I was in a hospital bed crying because I had caused a nuclear war. The doctor was telling me its ok and that I just imagined the whole thing. Then he pated me on the shoulder and he had a tentacle for an arm, I look round the room and everyone else is mutated as well, His eyes fell out of his head and thats when I woke up.


On a lighter note i had a dream the other day where I was at the Oscars with Angelina Jolie, my friend was presenting her with an award but refused to give it to her because he thought she looked like a bushpig.

The weirdest dream I've ever had began with me waking up in my bedroom in my parents old house watching him wearing a white dress shirt and khaki shorts walking through the field with a bunch of people from my family going to a party that I couldn't attend for some reason. And I'm sitting in the window wondering why they all bailed on me.

I found out the next morning he had crashed his motorcycle in the middle of the night and died. Easily the most fucked up dream I will ever have in my life.

I think I'm spending too much time at chud. Last night I dreamed of running with Sendak/Jonez's Wild Things and the night before I dreamed I saw the entire trailer for the new Nightmare on Elm Street and it looked fantastic.

My favorite dream involved doing damage with a baseball bat with my pals Joe Pesci and Christopher Walken.

I'm slightly jealous. I really cant remember the last time I've had a decent dream.

But then on the other hand i believe you guys just haven't been doing enough drugs/drinking to not remember them.

I had a very vivid dream last night that started with me witnessing these guys that are going to have beer with Obama waiting for him. Dr. Gates was there talking with a bunch of friends, and the officer in front of him kind of isolated. Then all of the sudden Obama walks in the room with another friend.

Then the whole thing turned into a lunch/early dinner that I ended up invited to with the president. I ended up sitting next to him and talking to him about some international politics stuff, TV shows, etc.

Very strange dream, it seem to last for a while. Probably had that dream because I was reading the news just before falling asleep.