Most of my dreams have a horror and/or science fiction theme. I've seen myself die in some of them.
Don't watch those girl, watch nature or sum, makes you sleep better @XeeleeFlower
Most of my dreams have a horror and/or science fiction theme. I've seen myself die in some of them.
dietschlander wrote:Most of my dreams have a horror and/or science fiction theme. I've seen myself die in some of them.
Don't watch those girl, watch nature or sum, makes you sleep better @XeeleeFlower
Riotcoke wrote:It saddens me that you don't dream about me.
Amsel_ wrote:Dreams are neat things. It's like there's a 50/50 chance that you'll either get profound insight into your life and information that shouldn't even be possible for your subconscious to have, or an incomprehensible mishmash that makes you wonder what the hell is wrong with your brain.
XeeleeFlower wrote:Most of my dreams have a horror and/or science fiction theme. I've seen myself die in some of them.
Several years ago, I had this dream that really stuck with me. It was intense and very vivid. I was in an all white room with no windows and no furniture. A group of men dressed in all white came in and they were trying to take me somewhere. It was bad. It felt bad. Going with them to wherever they were taking me was going to be bad. As we were walking down this white hallway, I felt this urge to break away and run. I saw a ladder at the end of the hallway and I felt that if I could make it up the ladder, I would be okay. I was crying and begging the men to let me go. They laughed. They were talking about something, but the conversation is lost to me now. I used all the strength I could muster and broke away from the 2 men who were holding me. A guy tried to wrestle me to the ground, but I bit off his ear. I remember seeing the blood pouring and turning his white jacket red. The blood spattered against a wall and was all over the floor along with the ear. I was appalled that I did that. I caused that to happen. The contrast between the deep red blood against the stark white background was insanely vivid. I was still wrestling with a different guy while crying and apologizing for hurting the other guy and begging to be set free. I escaped somehow and ran down the hallway towards the ladder. Sirens were blazing, the lights were flashing. "She must not escape!" I heard someone yell right before I felt needles pierce my neck. Suddenly, I felt tired and dizzy. I felt like I could barely move. A voice inside of me kept telling me to reach the ladder. Climb the ladder! But I felt so weak and it seemed that it was so far. I ran, though my body felt like it wasn't moving and I could feel the men right behind me grasping at my clothes. I stripped them off as I moved towards the ladder. I made it to the ladder and climbed, all the while feeling fingertips brush against my legs and feet as the men tried to grasp me and pull me back down. There was a hatch at the very top of the ladder, which I pushed open with the final strength I had. I was suddenly blinded by sunlight and I collapsed onto the ground outside. I was in a field full of flowers and deep green grass. Suddenly, a group of children had surrounded me. "You must fly! This is the only way for you to escape." They said. "I can't fly. I have no more strength. I was drugged. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I can't save myself and I can't protect you." I replied. The men were now coming through the hatch. The group of children lifted me up and I felt the cool breeze hit my skin. "Please fly. Just fly" they chanted. Suddenly I felt wind rushing through my wings (apparently I had wings this whole time. I don't know) and I slowly rose above them. The men were running towards me, but I was slowly rising above them. I felt their hands brush against my skin as they jumped in the air trying to reach me and pull me down. Last thing I remember is looking down and seeing the group of men who looked angry, yet also terrified and the group of children who were smiling. I felt guilt, anger, hurt, sad, love, and free. Then I woke up.
Sometimes I visit this really great place in my dreams that looks like it came from the game of Riven. Click spoiler button for images. Those dreams tend to not be so scary, and I usually feel really peaceful and relaxed. It's weird because the Riven game is fairly ominous, but I guess those images just really resonated with me in a positive way.
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fightinfrenchman wrote:@deleted_user4 Take a picture of your wallet so I can compare it to the one I saw in my dream
Just curious @deleted_user4 , what is your mother's maiden name, the name of your first pet, birthday, and the street you grew up on? Can you send an audio clip of you saying your name and saying yes?Horsemen wrote:fightinfrenchman wrote:@deleted_user4 Take a picture of your wallet so I can compare it to the one I saw in my dream
Make sure to include your credit card number in the picture
iwillspankyou wrote:Woke up in a rush righ now, like the house were on fire. False alarm, no fire here, just my brain and another bad night for sleep.
fightinfrenchman wrote:iwillspankyou wrote:Woke up in a rush righ now, like the house were on fire. False alarm, no fire here, just my brain and another bad night for sleep.
Make sure to use blue light filters on your computer/phone before going to bed. It helps you sleep better
deleted_user wrote:I always wake up at 3 am when the alcohol in my blood has depleted.
iwillspankyou wrote:Woke up in a rush righ now, like the house were on fire. False alarm, no fire here, just my brain and another bad night for sleep.
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