Dreams

**Marie Monday** · 02-18-2021, 02:49 PM

Good. I love random little dream details like that. At least my dream of yesterday made me go on an owl-themed wikipedia binge

ribbons · 02-18-2021, 02:56 PM

I love when that happens! A few weeks ago I found Sylvia Plath's daughter's (Freida Hughes) YouTube channel and was watching her owl videos. She has owls flying around her house and in her kitchen. Pretty cool.

P.S.: Kitchen owls - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=twDZ5e52j3E

**Marie Monday** · 02-18-2021, 02:56 PM

omg I NEED to watch that, thank you!

ribbons · 02-18-2021, 03:01 PM

You're welcome! Freida's channel is interesting - her voice is so similar to her mother's. And obviously, she has her father's interest in wildlife.

goldendoodle · 03-10-2021, 11:44 AM

Notable ones from the past week:

-Some guy was creating a portal. It was about the size of a washing machine. It began bubbling and turning black and red-- which was not supposed to happen-- and then there was a small explosion due to several very chaotic entities/forces emerging from the portal. For about 30 minutes these entities were shifting in and out of various forms and sizes and substances until finally settling into four separate entities. Two of them I can't remember. The other two: a tall, humanoid, gray-colored being with a stocky build and a bald head. Probably 8 feet tall. The other was a very shapeshift-y, red-haired, lanky male(ish) being who had a shimmering fae-like quality about him. He felt very chaotic, evil and I could never see his face straight-on.
I was trying to stay close to the gray being because he was the most calm/stable one. But the red haired one didn't like this and called me over and declared that I was to be his consort and I had to stay close to him at all times. He then declared that he was Lucifer.
All four of them were now sitting next to each other in a row, each holding a very small vessel of some liquid that I was supposed to drink from. I figured it was safe enough to drink from all of them except for Lucifer's. I figured I would just pretend to drink from his, but not really do it. When it was time to do so, he handed me a little golden shell with a clear liquid in it that had a sort of floral scent. I put my lips to it, not intending to drink, but some got into my mouth anyway so it was too late. (I figured that doing this further bound me to him somehow.)
The only reason I had stuck around these demons to begin with was just to observe them, but now I was stuck with them; we traveled around and I watched as Lucifer and one of the others caused as much chaos and death and firey destruction as possible. At one point Lucifer got angry at me and said that I still wasn't CLOSE enough to him. So I went to him and wrapped my arms around him, and kissed him on his shoulder and the back of his neck. This seemed to calm him, and his demeanor and energy finally softened, and the golden flecks in his skin shimmered brightly. But he still couldn't ever calm down completely.

-Last night: My mother hired some man, a musician, to play in our house one evening. Some very large stringed instrument that I couldn't identify. It sounded like a cross between a harp, a guitar and a dulcimer. The song he played was overwhelmingly beautiful so I was like "what WAS that" and he said it was just a song he made up. I tried to write down his information on a scrap of paper but my brain/fingers weren't working so it was difficult to get his name down. I finally did after like 20+ attempts. His first name was something generic like John but his last name was arabic. He looked a lot like this actor but with longer ear-length hair and no facial hair. He left, but returned shortly after to give me some food. It was a plate of what looked like a bunch of round dumpling like things with a thin glaze on top, tightly packed together. I didn't eat any, though. I wanted to but physically couldn't for some reason. (So I just kept it in my room in a designated spot.) I was very much obsessed with this man though, and soon learned that he was the father of one of my dream-friends. Our next encounter was brief; I just saw him in passing, but he again gave me a small plate of the dumpling things while staring at me intensely. (I for some reason couldn't eat these either, but I managed to at least lick the top of one of them to taste it, but it didn't taste like much of anything) Any time we saw each other in public we just stared and stared. He was usually wearing a slightly disheveled blue-gray suit. He then finally came to my house, giving me yet another plate of food. We briefly sat and talked to one another very quietly and intensely about something. His daughter however was also at my house, or somewhere nearby, so he left.

**Frownland** · 04-03-2021, 10:45 AM

Dreamt that I was stranded on an island for an unknown length of time. I came up on a field of rabbits that I knew would be my food source. I almost lunged for them until I thought long term for a second and decided to try to kill the craftiest, leanest rabbits possible so that I could have an idiocracy of fat rabbits that don't run away when you hunt them. I hid behind a bush for a while I watched them do rabbit **** before I stood up. Some of them scattered and I tried to get a good look at them for future reference since they were obviously the hardest to catch (they just looked like rabbits). I took a few steps forward and most of the remaining ones ran away. Those would be the ones I would eat if I was desperate and couldn't catch any of the first group, but for the ones that stayed and ate grass as I walked toward them, I decided that they wouldn't be eaten for a long time, if at all. Then one looked at me like it knew what I was thinking, which scared the **** out of me when I realized that these were actually the craftiest. I started fearing for my life that they would turn on me first then I woke up.

The Batlord · 06-20-2021, 01:23 PM

Fell asleep listening to Schoenberg and it gave me the creepiest nightmare. I was in this big abandoned building with sickly blue and orange lighting and I couldn't find my way out. I was pretty panicked cause everywhere I went I'd see this dessicated, mummified, corpse/skeleton thing, but it was also not entirely human as it was also kinda scarecrowish like it wasn't clear whether it was covered in dry, tattered flesh, torn cloth, or straw, or what. And it's face was a skull with no lips but I just knew it was smiling.

It didn't move though. It'd just be sitting in a chair, seeming to taunt me as it followed me without ever moving. But if I tried to hurt it it would finally stand up, moving like some puppet on strings and I'd book it.

Was considerably creepier than most nightmares I've ever had. So I'm gonna throw on Schoenberg tonight and see what happens.

**Marie Monday** · 06-20-2021, 02:20 PM

yikes, I respect that you're brave enough to give in to curiosity. I don't recall having had any music-induced nightmares, but I had a vivid nightmare after watching Tarkovsky's the Mirror once. I don't remember what it was about though

Tristan_Geoff · 07-06-2021, 06:08 AM

I had a dream about a year or so ago on the sleeping meds I was on, and several where I was playing video games that I had created from my subconscious.

I recently began creating one of these games, Backdoor, as well as an accompanying soundtrack I purchased from Tim Maxwell who is an incredible artist.

Anyways the game is kind of odd to explain as it's still in it's beginning stages, but it's gonna be like a 16 button click operation with a small screen indicating areas of the facility in game.

The Batlord · 07-22-2021, 03:16 AM

So the other night in a dream I somehow acquired an affectionate, highly fearful, small-dog-sized tarantula for a pet. She lives in a duffel bag. No she does not have a name because it's a dream. Anyways...

Just woke up from a long, rambling dream involving a prank war and the people I was at war with disturbed my living space. With an adorably terrified screech my pet giant spider jumped out of her duffel bag and ran toward me for safety, but I am not a willing spider owner cause it's a ****ing dream so now I'm running for MY life cause I don't trust my subconscious not to have a go at me.

Notice that this incident and my acquisition of the spider (who I have just now decided to dub Nancy) happened on different nights and in different dreams. Meaning that my subconscious has now adopted a spider which it considers both lovable companion and nightmare.

03-10-2021, 11:44 AM	#1475 (permalink)
goldendoodle god's favorite clown Join Date: Oct 2019 Posts: 139	Notable ones from the past week: -Some guy was creating a portal. It was about the size of a washing machine. It began bubbling and turning black and red-- which was not supposed to happen-- and then there was a small explosion due to several very chaotic entities/forces emerging from the portal. For about 30 minutes these entities were shifting in and out of various forms and sizes and substances until finally settling into four separate entities. Two of them I can't remember. The other two: a tall, humanoid, gray-colored being with a stocky build and a bald head. Probably 8 feet tall. The other was a very shapeshift-y, red-haired, lanky male(ish) being who had a shimmering fae-like quality about him. He felt very chaotic, evil and I could never see his face straight-on. I was trying to stay close to the gray being because he was the most calm/stable one. But the red haired one didn't like this and called me over and declared that I was to be his consort and I had to stay close to him at all times. He then declared that he was Lucifer. All four of them were now sitting next to each other in a row, each holding a very small vessel of some liquid that I was supposed to drink from. I figured it was safe enough to drink from all of them except for Lucifer's. I figured I would just pretend to drink from his, but not really do it. When it was time to do so, he handed me a little golden shell with a clear liquid in it that had a sort of floral scent. I put my lips to it, not intending to drink, but some got into my mouth anyway so it was too late. (I figured that doing this further bound me to him somehow.) The only reason I had stuck around these demons to begin with was just to observe them, but now I was stuck with them; we traveled around and I watched as Lucifer and one of the others caused as much chaos and death and firey destruction as possible. At one point Lucifer got angry at me and said that I still wasn't CLOSE enough to him. So I went to him and wrapped my arms around him, and kissed him on his shoulder and the back of his neck. This seemed to calm him, and his demeanor and energy finally softened, and the golden flecks in his skin shimmered brightly. But he still couldn't ever calm down completely. -Last night: My mother hired some man, a musician, to play in our house one evening. Some very large stringed instrument that I couldn't identify. It sounded like a cross between a harp, a guitar and a dulcimer. The song he played was overwhelmingly beautiful so I was like "what WAS that" and he said it was just a song he made up. I tried to write down his information on a scrap of paper but my brain/fingers weren't working so it was difficult to get his name down. I finally did after like 20+ attempts. His first name was something generic like John but his last name was arabic. He looked a lot like this actor but with longer ear-length hair and no facial hair. He left, but returned shortly after to give me some food. It was a plate of what looked like a bunch of round dumpling like things with a thin glaze on top, tightly packed together. I didn't eat any, though. I wanted to but physically couldn't for some reason. (So I just kept it in my room in a designated spot.) I was very much obsessed with this man though, and soon learned that he was the father of one of my dream-friends. Our next encounter was brief; I just saw him in passing, but he again gave me a small plate of the dumpling things while staring at me intensely. (I for some reason couldn't eat these either, but I managed to at least lick the top of one of them to taste it, but it didn't taste like much of anything) Any time we saw each other in public we just stared and stared. He was usually wearing a slightly disheveled blue-gray suit. He then finally came to my house, giving me yet another plate of food. We briefly sat and talked to one another very quietly and intensely about something. His daughter however was also at my house, or somewhere nearby, so he left. __________________ formerly Chiomara

04-03-2021, 10:45 AM	#1476 (permalink)
Frownland SOPHIE FOREVER Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: East of the Southern North American West Posts: 35,548	Dreamt that I was stranded on an island for an unknown length of time. I came up on a field of rabbits that I knew would be my food source. I almost lunged for them until I thought long term for a second and decided to try to kill the craftiest, leanest rabbits possible so that I could have an idiocracy of fat rabbits that don't run away when you hunt them. I hid behind a bush for a while I watched them do rabbit ** before I stood up. Some of them scattered and I tried to get a good look at them for future reference since they were obviously the hardest to catch (they just looked like rabbits). I took a few steps forward and most of the remaining ones ran away. Those would be the ones I would eat if I was desperate and couldn't catch any of the first group, but for the ones that stayed and ate grass as I walked toward them, I decided that they wouldn't be eaten for a long time, if at all. Then one looked at me like it knew what I was thinking, which scared the ** out of me when I realized that these were actually the craftiest. I started fearing for my life that they would turn on me first then I woke up. __________________ Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth. d e a f b o x

02-18-2021, 02:56 PM	#1472 (permalink)
ribbons Music Addict Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 1,265	I love when that happens! A few weeks ago I found Sylvia Plath's daughter's (Freida Hughes) YouTube channel and was watching her owl videos. She has owls flying around her house and in her kitchen. Pretty cool. P.S.: Kitchen owls - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=twDZ5e52j3E

02-18-2021, 03:01 PM	#1474 (permalink)
ribbons Music Addict Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 1,265	You're welcome! Freida's channel is interesting - her voice is so similar to her mother's. And obviously, she has her father's interest in wildlife.