Dream Thread

[Honest]

yea i had a wacky dream and my exfiance was in it.lastnite. god she hasn't been a thought in fucking ages! i didn't dream of her,but she was in it briefly. i was somewhere (don't remember)then i was in jail. i was given a bag lunch. but it was a big grocery, brown bag. i went and sat down,and she was there. all i remember was going thru the bag and she was hounding me about something. i went to move and sit at the other end of the table and she was there too. thats all i can remember of that for now.
usually when i first wake up,i try to remember the dreams I've had. try to replay them in my head. then throughout the day,certain thing would trigger it off and certain things will come back to me. sometimes a few weeks later something would happen and its like if it was in my dream. weird....

Lately I've been dreaming about a scumbag I went out with in 89. Nasty breakup, karma got him tho. He died of cancer a few years ago. Hadn't thought of him since he died and he pops into my dreams, he only smiles but perhaps he's saying sorry for being such a fuck face.

 

[mrln]

Lately I've been dreaming about a scumbag I went out with in 89. Nasty breakup, karma got him tho. He died of cancer a few years ago. Hadn't thought of him since he died and he pops into my dreams, he only smiles but perhaps he's saying sorry for being such a fuck face.

that could mean he's sending you positive energy,or he's telling you that he's in a happier place. theres a bunch of other possibilities too.

 

[Honest]

that could mean he's sending you positive energy,or he's telling you that he's in a happier place. theres a bunch of other possibilities too.

Yeah but in death ya think he'd know I don't two fucks if he's happy or in a better place.

 

[McM]

The strangest dreams I had on turkey on day one/two, after you felt in a deep sleep and you're slowly awakening again the next day. Not really my taste.

 

[BeHappy⚕️]

Man I've been keeping a series of timed and dated dream journals since 2014! Everything is wrote down to the minutest of details.. I'll add recent ones to here sometimes but they can be a bit excessive and I think people already think I'm a good case for the TLDR.
Got obsessed in early teens and the obsession never left me, ended up lost in dream analysis and the idea of prophecy as well as subconscious reflection, definitely my kind of thread!!!! I'll try not to hijack it

 

[BeHappy⚕️]

11/05/19 6:36am
I'm staring out towards a large orchard, seemingly covering atleast 10acres if not more. Beyond which are a series of rolling hills covered in a deep green grass, somewhat reminiscent of scenes from Elysium. In the distance at the peak of one of the centre most hills is a large country manor, very stately and very old. Appears to be some kind of orphanage, no! It is a country estate for children during world war 2.
The scene changes rapidly as I seemingly run alongside children in a manner that reminds me of a scene from the wicker Man (original, though what scene.. I don't know, maybe influenced by a later part of the dream). I'm a child, I know that much.
I end up in a large gym room, there's words going through my head as a narrative.. "a place for troubled children, in the beauty of nature where they are cast to forget.. it's a violent home ran by the youth amidst traumatised staff. One boy in particular, Danni, an Irish boy in his early teens, he's an exceptional young man, disturbed beyond belief, battered through his early years he has taken hold here" the dream cuts through a series of flashing images, most of them set in a school gym, varnished maple floors and the sound of squeaking plimsolls with painted lines for basketball and the like. There's a set of stacked school chairs.. plastic things with metal legs, Danni (black bowl cut and typically Irish face) has tied his tie to the back of the uppermost chair as if it were a noose. He shouts to everyone in attendance "watch me die, watch me rule" and jumps backwards, the whole stack of chairs holds his weight for a moment then collapses into a clanging heap across the floor and he stands, lifting the chair he's tied too, laughing disgustingly. (Guys.. these dreams can go on and on and on and I always wake up a sweaty mess 3 or 4 times a night so I won't make it too much of a habit to post here, also alot are really personal and some genuinely feature future events so if I have an inkling about either of those they won't be posted here either.. just the "storylike" ones).
It slips again really rapidly and I'm stood in a locker room watching a stout man shouting at Danni "you can t keep doing this, look.. I'm cutting you from the rugby team" Danni bangs a locker and shouts "no, you're cutting e, d, g, h and f, and putting the new team on" the "teacher?" Looks stunned as five largely built boys come running in, each in turn with their letter and stand rank and file, one row of 2 and a row of 3. Danni continues "or we're taking you out of the team, if you know what I mean sir" the teacher nods and starts telling the boys their game tactics and one by one they each rush out of the room as they receive instruction. Danni hugs the teacher, patting his back (hug may be the wrong word, kinda pulled him in and patted his back).
Again the scene shifts and we're all in (me and all the other boys) some sort of undercroft, old stone walls lit slightly orange with flaming pitch and rag torches, there's what look like woven sarcophagi around, made of hazel.. we go through an old iron and wood door like that of a medieval prison (at least that's the only way I can describe it).. once in there all the children (in old school uniform btw, grey shorts and dark green blazers) climb into these sarcophagi.. then stand up and suddenly what I thought were hazel men turn into leather and wood straight jackets, Danni is instructing the children now in their asylum suits "lose yourself, become animals, be feral, be free.. bend over and writhe like the worms, we can take control by losing control of our conditioning, break yourself and we'll break them" (with other words I can't quite remember.. there was talk of specific animals but even as dreaming I was getting a bit.. lost in it, creeped out I suppose.)
Eventually everyone's out of these suits and leaving this room, it's a medium sized stone wall room with as mentioned a large wooden and iron door. I turn and see a young boys face by the me of Geoffrey, freckled with round glasses get shut into the room, he looks terrified and danni says "you'll be keeping watch over what we've left behind tonight" then laughs and says "you pathetic little runt"
Again the scene changes, presumably skipping years into the future, we're in that same gym, I'm at the top of a large scaffold like construct, I guess it's a climbing frame of sorts. The floor is filled by old,angled toothless men muttering among themselves and groaning, it's genuinely terrifying.. I still feel like a child, there's two particular men who stand out, one looks much like a human version of golem (from lord of the rings) and the other a bearded shrivelled old man with one tooth and a white eye, sunken cheeks and scraggly blonde/grey hair, looks like nicotine stains.., a bald man keeps crying and swaying side to side exclaiming "how do we get up there" over and over again, another man keeps saying "who are we" over and over again. The beardy man has started climbing the frame towards me, I'm sat cross legged and trying to back away. "Come on down" he keeps saying but I'm scared of him for some reason, I keep moving away, eventually though hes high enough to grab me and pulls me, we both fall to the floor as everything fades to black and the crying man's voice says "so, how did you end up here" I answer (in a very English, Dickensian child voice) "end up where?" And he says "completely unrecognisable and forgotten" then it all cuts to the same gym, only now there's heads all over the floor without bodies, seemingly dead, one has an eye missing with a button in its place, another is blue and shrivelled, most resemble leather or old footballs (I know what I mean there) in fact, they look like old images of ww1 or ww2 facial reconstructions, dodgy skin grafts and leather caps.. again the scene skips and we're still in this hall, but now there's a load of chairs arranged as if a class room or group therapy session? A girl in a blue hospital gown is leaning over the back of her chair twisted at the neck as if she was sitting the wrong way round and the light from an old projector is between me and her aimed towards a pull own projector screen she speaks (I woke up here.. have no idea what the girl said but I've had this dream twice before over the years so maybe one day I'll move to the next scene)
Fucking horrible though, alot of them are... Horrid feeling when I wake up, was just laid there for a good ten minutes all sweaty, I enjoy it!!! Don't get me wrong they're so vivid and so.. just vivid, but a tad disturbing always feel like Stephen king when I wake up lmao well when I don't feel like nostadamus or c.g.jung lol. Yeah, weird.. I fucking love dreams o.o but that one, maybe because it was only two days ago again (I've had alot of really in depth but apparently meaningless dreams lately) kinda fucks with me.. I just want to understand it! Lol

Well there you go
TLDR expected

 

[Burnt Öfferings]

Paragraphs, yo.

 

[McM]

There's nothing more uninteresting than a dream of someone else.

 

[nola]

There's nothing more uninteresting than a dream of someone else.

So true. Especially such a long one.

 

[McM]

So true. Especially such a long one.

Yes, and I even like to read very much. But not this disgusting 'look at me, I'm so special' shit all the time.

 

[McM]

Ah, I could remember a dream as well. From two days ago.
I had to work hard again, dragging thick cables in an underground channel. Then there was a table with a drawer, inside the drawer dozens of crawling spiders and a small cat. Suddenly my mom jumped around the corner and rescues the cat.

 

[nola]

Ah, I could remember a dream as well. From two days ago.
I had to work hard again, dragging thick cables in an underground channel. Then there was a table with a drawer, inside the drawer dozens of crawling spiders and a small cat. Suddenly my mom jumped around the corner and rescues the cat.

Hard to pass up a nice cat.

 

[D.O.A.]

I hardly ever remember what I dream about, but i do remember one where I was shot by some dudes I know. That one was pretty weird lol.

 

[james west]

I had a dream I was being held down being forced to eat this foul tasting chocolate pudding spoonful after spoonful...Finally I woke up and their was a spoon lodged in my ass