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Post by Art Vandelay on Apr 9, 2010 23:26:22 GMT -5
I managed a semi-lucid dream last night. Basically I was at McDonalds trying to order some food when I had absolutely no money whatsoever on me. I searched my pockets a few times and on the 3rd try I found some money had appeared. At that point I figured that if money is just appearing in my pocket, then this must be a dream. Then I thought that the girl taking my order was mildly attractive and seeing as this is a dream and all, I might as well have sex with her.
That part didn't work too well (hence the "semi"-lucidness of it), I think it kept getting interrupted by random people but if this is a step towards mastering lucid dreaming then I must say I'm rather pleased.
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Post by Hades on Apr 10, 2010 13:59:49 GMT -5
Last night I dreamt that one of my front teeth fell out in front of a bunch of people in an antique store.
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Post by cagnazzo on Apr 10, 2010 15:01:03 GMT -5
Last night I dreamt that one of my front teeth fell out in front of a bunch of people in an antique store. There is a parasitic brain worm that causes dreams where your teeth fall out.Last night I had a dream that ended with me pulling cotton out of a packet with wildflower seeds, and I instantly thought "I need to shove this up my nose because I'm going to have a bloody nose." I woke up a few seconds later with a bloody nose. Sure I could have just been feeling it and that's why it popped up in my dream, but without further evidence, it is equally likely that I'm a psychic, so I'm gonna go with that.
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Post by Hades on Apr 10, 2010 16:07:41 GMT -5
Brain worm? Nuuuuuuuuuu
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Post by Sleepy on Apr 10, 2010 17:26:35 GMT -5
Last night I dreamt that I was at my boyfriend's job. There were these small stuffed animals and toys (they were alive) beside the front door that the store manager (who is a true jackhole) was holding hostage. When the manager wasn't looking, my boyfriend and I hid the toys between two small piles of straw to give them some form of camouflage. They worked together to move carefully across the parking lot, trying to avoid the cars that came and went. I was worried they'd be crushed by a car, but they seemed to dodge them quite well. However, I glanced to the straw once and it was completely flat. My heart sank. Were they all dead? But when I glanced back later, the pile was still moving. They escaped.
The store manager noticed that his hostage toys were missing, and he led my boyfriend to the corner of the parking lot to question him. He repeatedly accused him of aiding in the toys' escape, but my boyfriend denied it every time, acting as if he didn't know anything about it. During the interrogation, I helped his coworker, whom I normally dislike, tidy up the store. She was awfully nice to me in the dream, though. I think I dislike her less now.
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Post by fhatthewuck on Apr 11, 2010 14:34:27 GMT -5
I seem to keep having nightmares about bees. (Ok, ok, so I might have a phobia) On the bright side, at least it isn't zombies anymore.
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Post by Sandafluffoid on Apr 11, 2010 14:53:41 GMT -5
My lucid dreaming seems to be going, which is both annoying and kind of a relief since I can stop dreaming about horrifyingly painful deaths so much.
I had a dream where I ate an eclair and all my teeth fell out. I realised right at the end that it was a dream, but then I woke up before I got to have my revenge on the eclair.
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Post by Hades on Apr 11, 2010 15:02:19 GMT -5
I seem to keep having nightmares about bees. (Ok, ok, so I might have a phobia) On the bright side, at least it isn't zombies anymore. Just wait until you start dreaming about zombees.
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Post by MaybeNever on Apr 11, 2010 15:11:07 GMT -5
Last night I dreamt about my parents arguing, at a wedding held at the house where my best friend lived when I was a kid, over the necessity of fMRI scans in diagnosing agoraphobia in Alabama. There was cake. It was kind of weird.
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Post by The_L on Apr 11, 2010 15:34:36 GMT -5
I seem to keep having nightmares about bees. (Ok, ok, so I might have a phobia) On the bright side, at least it isn't zombies anymore. Just wait until you start dreaming about zombees. Couldn't resist.
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Post by cagnazzo on Apr 11, 2010 17:27:01 GMT -5
I had a weird dream.
I was some Korean kid fighting a guerilla war against North Korea. But I had to cheer up the townspeople somehow. So I brought them a donkey that did tricks. He was doing handstands on the roof. Well, hoofstands.
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Post by Mira on Apr 11, 2010 17:30:57 GMT -5
I had a weird dream. I was some Korean kid fighting a guerilla war against North Korea. But I had to cheer up the townspeople somehow. So I brought them a donkey that did tricks. He was doing handstands on the roof. Well, hoofstands. You are a hero among my people.
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Post by DeadpanDoubter on Apr 11, 2010 20:11:02 GMT -5
I finally remembered a dream again, this one's from this morning...RiNoane, one of my best friend's characters (same best friend who introduced me to FSTDT, so blame her) turned into one of my characters, Lucian, and stalked his own loli daughter and her friend. The strange thing is, I think he actually had surgery to turn into Luc, since Ri has blue hair and purple eyes, and Luc has black hair and green eyes, and he's taller than Luc, and darker skinned than Luc...also he wears glasses. And he was stalking 8-year-olds.
I'm not sure I want to know what that dream meant.
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Post by ironbite on Apr 11, 2010 23:00:06 GMT -5
I seem to keep having nightmares about bees. (Ok, ok, so I might have a phobia) On the bright side, at least it isn't zombies anymore. Just wait until you start dreaming about zombees. Zombees...my god.
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Post by John E on Apr 12, 2010 0:02:00 GMT -5
This morning, I dreamed that I heard something upstairs that might have been an intruder. I got out of bed, grabbed my dagger and a sword and headed upstairs. (This is actually what I do in this situation)
I got upstairs but couldn't see much because it was dark. I heard something moving towards me but couldn't see it. A feeling of foreboding and fear came over me. Then it moved past me, something shadowy and dark, moving quicker than a human could, but making a foot-stomping racket like several people running. It flew downstairs before I could even react. I tried to yell to warn my wife, but the sound wouldn't come out.
My wife woke me up. Apparently I'd been moaning/screaming in my sleep.
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