Because if you mean 'hallucination during a temporary comatose period', no.
If you mean 'life goal', then...no. _________________ "Think long and hard. You've been bird-doggin' this township for a while now. They wouldn't mind a corpse of you. Now, you can luxuriate in a nice jail cell, but if you hand touches metal, I swear by my pretty floral bonnet, I will end you."
Sometimes it's people I used to know... friends from school, or college... in different situations, completely unexpected. Those dreams usually make me sad, because it makes me remember the people who I failed to stay in contact with.
Sometimes it's obviously inspired by whatever game or TV show I've just been playing or watching. I'm usually a minor character, or I've been written into it. Not much interesting happens, although it's often wierd. Last night I remember something about making lego helicopters with some of the people from Heroes...
I also remember, a long time ago, having a dream about some kind of Lord of the Rings and Pokémon crossover
"You Shall Not Pass - Pikachu, Go!"
Team Rocket were riding Film-style Wargs towards Rivendell, which was a bunglow shockingly similar to my old house, with a Pigeot on the roof... And I think there was some link between Legendary Birds and Elven Rings... We couldn't find Articuno...
My dreams are a mish-mash of bright colours, strange monsters, characters from my stories, complicated labyrinths, and a strange rhythmic music that's really irritating. I'm also usually tasked with finding some item of importance, and the plot gets so complicated that I don't even bother trying to remember what it was about.
My sleep isn't very peaceful. _________________ Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.
I had to go down 5 steps in a dark dark cave. The first 4 steps turned red, the last green. When I got to the bottom, there was a booming voice... 'Coll, you go to hell!'
And I fell through the floor to the lobby of a post restaurant. I could see the kitchens, the firey pits of hell.
Today's special was fried chicken.
All my dreams are weird.
I have only ever had one dream. _________________ Living in Scoundrel Days
Lets see, while I was having a fever I had some odd ones.
First off there was a hismatch of pipes all interconcted in a jumble. This was only made odder by the fact that stuff was wrapped around the pipe. Pizza, people, bricks. Anything. That was about it for the dream part. But then I woke up and had an out of body experiance, and there were 4 of me floating above my body spinning in circles. Then I woke up again.
Then there are my non fever dreams. It started out with me and my brother parking our yellow submarine in the basement and going inside to find our house was being beseiged by pirates. So in an effort to distract them we sent our knife fighting monkey to fight their knife fighting monkey. As this was happening we mad a break for it. Then batman started chasing us in the batmobile. So we hide in the Hotel 8 that appeared to be near my house.
There isn't enough room for me to even begin to describe this.
Although, many of my characters are dream born. Mneme/the Archon are. Namely the Archon. He was stealing a memory of mine, gosh darn his hide! Ah, well. At least he was polite. He let me choose which memory to give up. Can't seem to remember what I chose...
And Dante is dream born as well. Only, imagine him pretending to be a courtesan, then her face suddenly splitting apart jaggedly before she wolfs someone down in a burst of flames. Yeah, that one was weird. _________________ E's Song Choice of the Week
Does anyone ever dream of themselves being a different gender or age?
I don't do it often, but I have been a man with a family in my dreams. Then the whole house got cursed, I pulled a Rip Van Winkle, and when I woke up, everyone else was dead and I was a walking skeleton.
The most recent dream I remember is the attack on America where my Dad was drafted and Mom and I were fleeing to someplace very cold for safety. I had half an hour to pack and most of it was coats. Most of the town where I live was on fire or in crumbled pieces. _________________ E's Song Choice of the Week
Sometimes I dream that I'm very old and can't move because I'm so weak, but I never have a family in those dreams. Hopefully that's not an omen...
As for gender, I can happily say that I've never been a guy in my dreams. But in one dream there were all the animated characters from Mulan, and they were the opposite gender and dancing. It was kind of creepy.. _________________ Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.
Wow. I rarely ever have or remember dreams.
Maybe that's why I sleep so well...
The one dream I can remember was fever induced. I was looking for my toothbrush. It was in the bathroom, but the bathroom was missing. But somehow, the toothbrush was also in the concrete floor of the bathroom.
Myself, i rarely remember dreams...and when i do, they make perfect sense to me...
this week is "The-one-before-finals"...i'm bound to have at least one nightmare...>_< _________________ "I run, therefore I am; more correctly, I run, therefore with any luck I'll still be." Rincewind, the Wizzard.
All the frickin' time, except I can't remember a lot of them, just that they were unpleasant or strange. I do remember a few, though.
Like, the first night after I got my alarm clock:
I was wandering a massive skyscraper (empty of people or objects) with white-and-grey tiled floors, white walls, white ceilings, no windows, and elevators that were a pale red inside. I kept going from floor to floor, trying to get out, yet never running. In the background, I hear an odd beeping noise. Then I wake up and find my alarm clock started to go off 15 minutes ago.
EDIT: Or, the one I had a few years ago, during which time my ear hurt and we had scheduled a doctor appointment to get it looked at. Turns out it was having problems draining, and was on the path to infection.
I was stuck in a big brown cave, everything is lit perfectly equally, from every direction, and there are no lights. There's a battle being fought by invisible machinery (that I could see, but I knew they were invisible... I think they were cannons), explosions wrack the place, always missing me. I kept trying to find my way out, but everywhere I went there was no exit.
It's related if you think about it. _________________ Characters
When I was younger, I used to have dreams that I would have to drive all the time.
Like, my mom would somehow leave me at the store, and walk home...which was far too far for a six year old or whatever.
Anyways, these dreams would always end tragically.
This may say something about my mother, who left me when I was seven and never came back and was abusive while she was there (I dream of her frequently, actually) or it could say something about my fear of learning how to drive...
Also, I actually have dreams where I die. Everyone says this is impossible, but it happens to me. I'm always falling, I land on pointy-jagged rock, everything goes black and I die.
Not to say I see the afterlife, because that's when I wake up, but I have this feeling of knowing that I die.
The amount of dreams I've been having over the years has slowly been decreasing....
However, I can say this: almost every dream I have is lucid.
How I love lucid dreaming....one of the most enjoyable experiences I've had the honor of being able to do.
Another however, that fits the thread better: half of them are clearly spawned by some undiagnosed madness, things that would make the Far Realm giggle.
By strange coincidence, I usually have all five senses in these dreams, or very good simulations of them.
A good portion of them find ways to bring me pain, too....
Being impaled on writhing crayons hurts.....
I die all too frequently and sometimes I kill myself because I can't take the freakin' madness my mind is thrusting upon me. It's amazing how simple it is.
Run towards the chasing, oversized velociraptors.
Jump off the cackling cliff.
Thrust yourself onto a torturing croc-man's scalpel.
Sometimes it's the only way out....
My lucid dreams, the weird or horrific ones, offer no alternatives. If I wish to wake, I must die.
I think this means I have mental problems....hm. Doesn't really surprise me.
On a decidedly less grim tone (oooh, note and tone have the same letters. Odd how I just noticed that), my cheerier, weird, lucid dreams all seem to be a connected series, tossing me into a world that is an odd cross of Final Fantasy, Morrowind, and reality.
It started in a gladiatorial arena, where I was one of the guards posted at an entrance.
Very boring job.
Very boring dream.
The next dream in the sequence had me inside the facility, after all the patrons entered, running some errands for the dear old Empress.
She dies two dreams later at the end of spear.
Maybe sometime I'll write out what's happened so far, as I've written it all down in a journal.
Unfortunately my memory is utter uselessness so they're just simple summaries that were hastily written shortly after waking up.
Sleep, on the rare occasion that I actually dream (I've only had one in the past month) is a very peculiar time. _________________ Kara
-Hmm, an ominous passage that plunges into an inky blackness, sealed behind lock and chain.
-You know what this means?
-We must see where it leads!
Well, that's very interesting. I've never heard of such a thing, and I too never thought it was possible. Tell me, Sophis, what's the afterlife like?
And on a tangent... Has anyone else ever had a dream where they are hurt or something of the sort and then wake up with the marks on their body? Happens to me all the time. And then there are the dreams where I can feel them as they're happening. It's very strange. _________________
... I don't have a mesure of what is normal for a dream.. But I hear that dreaming in color is supposedly rare... And all my dreams are full color. Most stuff is colored like it should be for half the time and the rest is.. well, think about putting your hand into a hat to pull out the slip of paper only to be eaten by a pinapple. That makes perfect sense in context of dreams but needless to say, highly abstract. Atleast they stay plentiful.
I will say, Lucid dreams are awsome. But so were the falling dreams. They will be the focus as I still think those were my favorites. The first was due to me running and jumping out of a 60 story red brick building window... 43rd floor I think. Now the fun part was, eveything just slowed down. I could see the glass shards yet I wasn't cut or anything. And it was rather amazing how it refracted the light... Like trippy I would say for lack of better terms. Anyway, I was giggling madly the entire time in the dream even as I slowly fell, back first, to the formless streets below, everything blacking out when I passed the final floor...
And the second falling dream was me being thrown off the top of the Eiffle tower... by the tower actualy slingshotting me off. I was face down that time and there was the same blackout when face met pavement.
There are more.. Like the time I was in a twisted house of chutes and slides that was infested by zombies... but for another time... that one was epic..
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