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I used to keep a notebook near my bed so I could write the dreams down - sometimes I'd wake up a few hours into sleep, and then fall back to sleep and not remember the dream, so I started writing them down ..

 

I should do that again

 

We'll keep this thread going

I used to take few notes about my dreams, only main tips.

Then, dreams gone away or I couldn't remember my dreams.

 

When I stopped taking notes, they came back and I could remember again, minutes or hours after my awakening.

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I had a dream a couple of nights ago that I was being dressed as Rick Nielsen to be one of several stand-ins for a Cheap Trick concert...kind if like AC/DC did for Who Made,Who. I knew it was a dream at the time, which made it fun. Picking out my guitar was a challenge...
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I keep forgetting the bulk of mine exactly after I wake up....

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Had a realistic dream that I was watching the news and they reported that the government disclosed the existence of UFOs, Michelle Obama became president and Dolly Parton died.. weird.
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Had a realistic dream that I was watching the news and they reported that the government disclosed the existence of UFOs, Michelle Obama became president and Dolly Parton died.. weird.

O__O

2 of those will never happen

 

The right boob will never die, neither will the left.. ;)

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Had a realistic dream that I was watching the news and they reported that the government disclosed the existence of UFOs, Michelle Obama became president and Dolly Parton died.. weird.

O__O

2 of those will never happen

 

You DON'T KNOW that. Is that your BEST TRUMP impression?http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j223/OldRUSHfan/Banana%20World/banana%20orange%20mad.gif

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I woke up from a deep sleep this morning, and the first thing I thought was "my alarm's not ringing, damn. I must have slept through it." I check my phone and it turns out I actually woke up early, beating the alarm.

 

I either had one very long & strange multi-parted dream, or (at least) six very strange dreams.

 

Can't even begin to describe it all, but I'll include the five most interesting parts:

 

5) In this dreamworld, you needed a permit in order to eat food at someone else's house.

4) An old friend was BBQing in a warehouse, and while the food was cooking he performed some tunes with Kate Bush. A tank busted down the warehouse and began running over all the audience members (no permit)

3) One guy was re-occurring throughout the dream as different characters, essentially. In one part he was an outcast in high school who limped around with crutches, in another part he was an infamous novelist who was banned from writing due to releasing a highly offensive second book, and in the final part he was an employee at DQ and I witnessed him waiting in line (at the DQ) for his lunch break.

2) I rushed through mountains and forests with the use of a grapple hook (spider man like speed and physics). I also had a whip in my left hand. I wasn't fleeing, but I thought to myself that if I was, I'd have lost whoever was hunting me. The final stretch to civilization was a long downhill slope, and the obstacle was a panda bear. I sprinted down the hill and jumped to dodge the panda's attacks, whenever it lunged at me I countered it by whipping it. The panda ended up dying. Victory! (sorry :( )

1) A neighbor of a friend got angry at me for stepping on his property (in real life, we're friendly) as he warned me not to four previous times, apparently, and so he began chasing me with a spray bottle (filled with water) and a screwdriver. I ended up pinned against my friend's screen door, grabbing both of his wrists so he couldn't attack. He lazily threw the screwdriver at me (and missed). He picked up the screwdriver and walked away. My friend came outside and I told him what happened. "What a f**" my friend said, and in that instant the neighbor came sprinting back our way to attack us both. We beat the shit out of him, mercilessly. Later on in the dream, for some reason, the two of them ganged up on me instead. My friend held me in place while the neighbor repeatedly jabbed a hole into my forehead using a... Pencil. I don't know what happened to the screwdriver.

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remembered some of it this time... I listen to MDs I've made of old cassettes I recorded, and the one I'm listening to now was recorded on what I called "Cruise 'n' News"s. My BFF Dave and I worked different shifts, he Days, and I afternoons, and we never got together because of family stuff on the weekends, so every once in a while, I'd have a personal business day, and I'd use it to meet up with him, cruise around and yak. He liked to introduce me to new beers, and music and such. This particular time, April of '85, we went out, with two U.K. beverages, Whitbread Ale and Harp's Lager, Went to The Narrow Winding Road, [NWR] and the Waters Rd. Marsh to listen to da FROGS! There was a Tigers game on the radio, and plenty of talkin'. One section of the conversation was Dave telling me how there were two girls wanting to give him the HOT OIL treatment, which out raged ME, I ejected, "GOD SHOULD NOT LET ONE PERSON HAVE THAT TWICE BEFORE EVERY GUY HAS HAD IT ONCE!" My dream was of a two girls on ME, so I figger it was the MD invading into my somnambulistic state. was fun!

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I stand atop a spiral stair

An oracle confronts me there

He leads me on light years away

Through astral nights, galactic days

I see the works of gifted hands

That grace this strange and wondrous land

I see the hand of man arise

With hungry mind and open eyes

They left the planet long ago

The elder race still learn and grow

Their power grows with purpose strong

To claim the home where they belong

Home to tear the Temples down...

Home to change!

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Took a two hour power nap today, and during it I had a vivid 'Horror' dream, it was pretty gory.

 

It had two parts.

 

Part I

I was helping out with an acquaintances funeral, her mom had died and I volunteered to help. She asked me to deliver her mom's corpse to the funeral upon a phone call, and I complied. I brought the corpse into the funeral home on an industrial handcart, with a bed sheet concealing the body. I pushed it down the aisle towards the casket when not only did I find the funeral was already in service, but I noticed several people were making comments about me under their breath. They were criticizing the suit I was wearing, of all things. I was exhausted (I guess I had been up for a long time) so I lazily kept pushing on ignoring them. When I got near the casket, I intentionally accidentally (I didn't fully intend to, I just knew i was risking this happening through my careless action) bumped the handcart into a step, and the body shook around. "How tasteless!" I left the handcart there and knelled down, looking straight down at the ground, as I waited for the daughter to come and help me.

Skip a scene ahead and I'm driving. I pull up to a gas station when I notice an old woman in a smart car bash straight into a concrete wall, her head bloody. I ignore it completely and start filling up my tank. For some reason there's a nice bike in the back of my car which I was trying to sell. Two Indian men come up to me and starting talking about how dangerous and accident prone bike riding is, "a strong wind could blow you over and you could scrape your knee.. And what if one of the wheels goes flat? You need to pump it back up. You cannot sell that, you should give it to us." I get the impression that they're not going to give me an option, they're going to take the bike from me. I decide to start fist fighting with them instead, and I lose. Next thing I know, they're drowning me to death in the gas station's bathroom toilet... And I die... My head explodes after I drown.

 

Part II

They take my phone and one by one contact people, telling them they have me held hostage and they need to fight them to get me back. My Mom takes the offer and ends up dying the same way I do, as well as a sequence of a bunch of other people I forget. Next thing I know, this gas station bathroom is a single room suspended on a beautiful bay, forests all around as well as couple nice cabins, and there are plenty of docks spanning all over the water. The two men have recruited an entire cult-like family, and every now and then people are sacrificed in a spike pit which is close to the bathroom (it goes under the surface of the lake, but there's no water in it). There are several bloody corpses in the spike pit, and they get people to voluntarily jump into the spike pit by telling them that they were "born to be red", "red is your natural color". A freight boat with a sailor apparently unassociated with the two cult leaders comes sailing by and stops at the pit. There's a pause, and it seems like the sailor and/or crew is contacting the authorities... But nope, they actually just dump a bunch of manure into the pit to conceal the several bodies, then move along.

At the shore there is a genetic family within the cult family. A young boy and girl, and their father. The boy is trying to drown his sister, and while doing so a collar around him is gradually tightening. He'll choke to death unless he kills his sister first. Their father laughs and acts as if they're just playing around, and makes some comments about how nice the water is.

 

TheEnd

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Took a two hour power nap today, and during it I had a vivid 'Horror' dream, it was pretty gory.

 

It had two parts.

 

Part I

I was helping out with an acquaintances funeral, her mom had died and I volunteered to help. She asked me to deliver her mom's corpse to the funeral upon a phone call, and I complied. I brought the corpse into the funeral home on an industrial handcart, with a bed sheet concealing the body. I pushed it down the aisle towards the casket when not only did I find the funeral was already in service, but I noticed several people were making comments about me under their breath. They were criticizing the suit I was wearing, of all things. I was exhausted (I guess I had been up for a long time) so I lazily kept pushing on ignoring them. When I got near the casket, I intentionally accidentally (I didn't fully intend to, I just knew i was risking this happening through my careless action) bumped the handcart into a step, and the body shook around. "How tasteless!" I left the handcart there and knelled down, looking straight down at the ground, as I waited for the daughter to come and help me.

Skip a scene ahead and I'm driving. I pull up to a gas station when I notice an old woman in a smart car bash straight into a concrete wall, her head bloody. I ignore it completely and start filling up my tank. For some reason there's a nice bike in the back of my car which I was trying to sell. Two Indian men come up to me and starting talking about how dangerous and accident prone bike riding is, "a strong wind could blow you over and you could scrape your knee.. And what if one of the wheels goes flat? You need to pump it back up. You cannot sell that, you should give it to us." I get the impression that they're not going to give me an option, they're going to take the bike from me. I decide to start fist fighting with them instead, and I lose. Next thing I know, they're drowning me to death in the gas station's bathroom toilet... And I die... My head explodes after I drown.

 

Part II

They take my phone and one by one contact people, telling them they have me held hostage and they need to fight them to get me back. My Mom takes the offer and ends up dying the same way I do, as well as a sequence of a bunch of other people I forget. Next thing I know, this gas station bathroom is a single room suspended on a beautiful bay, forests all around as well as couple nice cabins, and there are plenty of docks spanning all over the water. The two men have recruited an entire cult-like family, and every now and then people are sacrificed in a spike pit which is close to the bathroom (it goes under the surface of the lake, but there's no water in it). There are several bloody corpses in the spike pit, and they get people to voluntarily jump into the spike pit by telling them that they were "born to be red", "red is your natural color". A freight boat with a sailor apparently unassociated with the two cult leaders comes sailing by and stops at the pit. There's a pause, and it seems like the sailor and/or crew is contacting the authorities... But nope, they actually just dump a bunch of manure into the pit to conceal the several bodies, then move along.

At the shore there is a genetic family within the cult family. A young boy and girl, and their father. The boy is trying to drown his sister, and while doing so a collar around him is gradually tightening. He'll choke to death unless he kills his sister first. Their father laughs and acts as if they're just playing around, and makes some comments about how nice the water is.

 

TheEnd

That's too much anime infiltrating your thoughts. A lot of that could easily be parts of different anime scenes

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I was riding a bicycle that was as fast as a motorcycle. And I wasn't pedaling. I heard some news on the radio (even though I wasn't listening to the radio) that two brown bears were wandering the streets. I sped down the road to warn Mrs.Blaze to stay indoors. There was a light rain when I noticed both bears walking down the middle of the road looking huge and threatening even though they weren't attacking anyone. I rode right in between them with little problem but noticed everyone else was carrying on like nothing was happening. People were on their cell phones laughing carefree while driving. They honked at the bears to scare them out of their way and continued talking on their phones and driving.

 

The end.

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I had one a couple of nights ago, I meant to put it in here. I can't remember the whole thing but I can remember that it was one of my epic cinematic dreams that seem to last for months. The only the part I can remember is this bit where me and some other people had climbed up this ravine where a river had dried up and a bridge had been destroyed. This must have been some time in the future because the cars were all futuristic looking with no wheels and yet kind of retro at the same time, like souped up 50's cars in retro sci-fi movie. Anyway as we climbed to the top above us a bunch of these cars began driving over the edge trying to clear the ravine and they all were making the jump...

 

That's all I remember now...

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That's too much anime infiltrating your thoughts. A lot of that could easily be parts of different anime scenes

 

You raise a good point. You're not part of a gas station bathroom cult, are you? :D

 

I was in a gay relationship. It was all very nice, then I woke up...unhappy and confused.

 

With who, dare I ask?

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I had one a couple of nights ago, I meant to put it in here. I can't remember the whole thing but I can remember that it was one of my epic cinematic dreams that seem to last for months. The only the part I can remember is this bit where me and some other people had climbed up this ravine where a river had dried up and a bridge had been destroyed. This must have been some time in the future because the cars were all futuristic looking with no wheels and yet kind of retro at the same time, like souped up 50's cars in retro sci-fi movie. Anyway as we climbed to the top above us a bunch of these cars began driving over the edge trying to clear the ravine and they all were making the jump...

 

That's all I remember now...

That snippet of a futuristic, sci-fi dream is better than The Matrix

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That's too much anime infiltrating your thoughts. A lot of that could easily be parts of different anime scenes

 

You raise a good point. You're not part of a gas station bathroom cult, are you? :D

 

I'm happy to answer that I don't know what "gas station bathroom cult" refers to...though I'm worried that I think I can guess what it means. :LOL:

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That's too much anime infiltrating your thoughts. A lot of that could easily be parts of different anime scenes

 

You raise a good point. You're not part of a gas station bathroom cult, are you? :D

 

I'm happy to answer that I don't know what "gas station bathroom cult" refers to...though I'm worried that I think I can guess what it means. :LOL:

 

I was referring back to the last dream I posted about:

 

For some reason there's a nice bike in the back of my car which I was trying to sell. Two Indian men come up to me and starting talking about how dangerous and accident prone bike riding is, "a strong wind could blow you over and you could scrape your knee.. And what if one of the wheels goes flat? You need to pump it back up. You cannot sell that, you should give it to us."

 

These two later go on to start a death cult, and they reign from a gas station bathroom suspended in air over a bay :D

 

Cool dream.

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That's too much anime infiltrating your thoughts. A lot of that could easily be parts of different anime scenes

 

You raise a good point. You're not part of a gas station bathroom cult, are you? :D

 

I'm happy to answer that I don't know what "gas station bathroom cult" refers to...though I'm worried that I think I can guess what it means. :LOL:

 

I was referring back to the last dream I posted about:

 

For some reason there's a nice bike in the back of my car which I was trying to sell. Two Indian men come up to me and starting talking about how dangerous and accident prone bike riding is, "a strong wind could blow you over and you could scrape your knee.. And what if one of the wheels goes flat? You need to pump it back up. You cannot sell that, you should give it to us."

 

These two later go on to start a death cult, and they reign from a gas station bathroom suspended in air over a bay :D

 

Cool dream.

Oh thank god. :LOL:

 

And I hate to agree with you :P but yeah it was a pretty cool dream :LOL:

 

Definitely anime flavored :yes:

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I had one a couple of nights ago, I meant to put it in here. I can't remember the whole thing but I can remember that it was one of my epic cinematic dreams that seem to last for months. The only the part I can remember is this bit where me and some other people had climbed up this ravine where a river had dried up and a bridge had been destroyed. This must have been some time in the future because the cars were all futuristic looking with no wheels and yet kind of retro at the same time, like souped up 50's cars in retro sci-fi movie. Anyway as we climbed to the top above us a bunch of these cars began driving over the edge trying to clear the ravine and they all were making the jump...

 

That's all I remember now...

That snippet of a futuristic, sci-fi dream is better than The Matrix

Me getting up in the morning and making toast afterwards is better than the Matrix!

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