Dreams

djchameleon · 05-26-2017, 09:12 AM

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Originally Posted by Oriphiel

I've experimented a bit with eating certain foods before sleeping to affect the intensity of dreams, and pizza + chocolate + peach iced tea is the best combo I've found so far.

Yeah If I eat spicy food for dinner. I get the weirdest dreams.

grindy · 05-26-2017, 02:51 PM

If you want to have really vivid dreams try smoking weed every day all day for a week or so and then stop. The dreams on your first sober night are usually really mindblowing.

Chiomara · 06-07-2017, 02:10 PM

Dreamed I was shown how to access another realm via a place in my dream. It seemed like a place where the newly-dead went; I got the impression that it was the outermost part/layer of an extremely vast world, far more vast than the physical and not to dissimilar from the dream-world in terms of how endless it was. It (this opening/portal/whatever) was first shown to me after walking down a very long path on the edge of a field. The path was just a wide sidewalk, I think. The field was to my right, and completely covered in mist and dew. When I approached the opening I began seeing figures in the mist; most of them looked like people, and they were all going in different directions. Some seemed confused or a bit off. (Strangely, most of those people were wearing school uniforms and had disfigured or burned-looking faces) There were people behind me during the walk to this place though, including an old lady wearing a long scarf. Someone said or implied that the people were mostly human spirits. I was cautioned about going "into the mist" or staying too long in it without going anywhere specific, rather.

Me and whoever was behind me (a man roughly my age but I never saw him. I recognized him from other dreams but not from my real life) entered through the portal thing. (but there wasn't a door or anything like that; one moment we were in the mist and the next we were somewhere else) We were in some large, brightly-lit area not unlike a mall or convention center. People everywhere. In this place, I felt different-- my body felt lighter and my usual brain-fog was gone completely. I wanted to stay; I didn't care about returning to the physical world. We wandered around and I wasn't sure whether all of the people were dead or other visitors. (yes, like San Junipero but not quite; I've had these dreams long before ever watching that show) It wasn't too unlike other places I'd seen before, though this one seemed much closer to the physical world, like a bridge of sorts that was tethered equally to both worlds in that you could easily leave it in tact.

Anyway, there were many windows in this place, which I often glanced at to make sure it wasn't getting dark out yet. The older lady had instructed us to come back (out of the portal) before it became too dark out. So we did come out, but we were now in a different place (not the field) -- I don't remember it. I kept asking to go back, though. So I did, and this time we went a bit farther (beyond the building we were in) and into this small downtown area. I knew that the further one went, the more one's sense of time would dissolve, and the landscape would begin to shift more which would make it difficult to get out of.

(At some point during all this I was in a house drinking wine with the same guy I mentioned previously. He was drinking out of a jar and I was drinking out of something tiny. My grandmother--who is dead in real life-- walked past us nonchalantly, seeming mildly annoyed. This was the first time she'd ever appeared in my dreams since she died, though my sister dreams of her often.)

..Some other things I don't remember.. Eventually I was in another place (same situation though), a house in a quiet neighborhood. This, too felt like an in-between place. My whole family was there. Plus two strangers. One was a man (50-something, tanned skin, short reddish-blonde hair) sitting alone on a couch with his dog-- a large dog with either white or beige-y/tan colored fur, which was laying to his right on the couch. He kept looking out the window expectantly; he seemed a bit sorrowful and confused. He kept mumbling something like "They're [his family] coming back soon." That wasn't going to happen, though. I think he was dead, or would be dead soon. I knew him somehow; I distinctly remembered visiting him many times before. In between talking to him, though, I'd leave that house and walk across the street to another house where the other stranger (yet another 50-something man, but this one was taller and had more of a stout build) lived. This man, too, was always sitting alone or standing alone in his kitchen drinking in a tank top. He had a dog or animal with him as well. He felt just as familiar to me as the other man did.

Anyway, those are probably not very interesting details; those two men just felt rather significant in that I felt a strong affection toward them. Anyway, I was back in the house my family was in now (and I brought the man from across the street with me, though he wouldn't come in completely; he stayed by the door/entrance area). I went outside; I couldn't tell what time of day it was. For the entire day it just looked like it was dusk or very early in the morning. Anyhow, there was a pool outside. I waded around in it. there was a white duck swimming in it too. I kept getting in and out of this pool, but finally stayed in once my sister got in with me. I swam around, and then suddenly this duck dove toward me and tried to bury itself in my right arm. I was swimming in very deep water though, and so I panicked, not able to keep myself afloat WHILE holding a duck, so I sank underwater and drifted down very fast. I was able to breathe underwater, and after my panic subsided I was very relaxed, and just wanted to go to sleep. A voice somewhere told me "it wasn't my time" yet, but I didn't care. My sister swam down and pulled me back to the surface. And then I woke up.

Chiomara · 06-09-2017, 04:31 AM

Dreamed of Eric Andre (wearing a beret, black turtleneck and tiny sunglasses) giving me advice about what to do with these twin babies that I mysteriously spawned. That's all I remember.

Oriphiel · 06-09-2017, 04:48 AM

Girl, you need to lay off those midnight gouda nibbles.

JasmineOrchid · 06-09-2017, 10:46 AM

I had a dream last night that a queen bee tried to sting me to death.

I am phobic of bees by the way. XD

**Frownland** · 06-11-2017, 01:39 PM

I dreamt last night that I was walking home from a flight and my neighbour asked me to help him break his garage door for insurance money. Ftr I dont know my neighbours that well and usually only say hi occasionally. Then he mentioned that he noticed my San Pedro cactus and that they're "high in mescal." We then proceeded to chop it down and take it to his extraction machine, which was next to his car engine. We feed it into the blender thing and take turns drinking the green juice from the exhaust pipe. Then I got a text in my dream and it changed into something I don't remember before the trip started.

Overcast · 06-16-2017, 05:56 AM

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Chiomara · 06-21-2017, 06:29 AM

I had several dreams. In one, I was in my room attempting to perform a ritual to formally denounce god. Someone was giving me instructions during this, and telling me not to be alarmed if I began feeling odd things, but I kept messing it up so I stopped. In another, I was in some green and rainy place-- just somewhere in the suburbs, I think, waiting to meet someone.

And for the past two weeks or so I keep having those "false awakening" type dreams in which you wake in the dream and everything (your room and such) is exactly the same as it is in real life-- in them, I step out of bed and become overwhelmed by some invisible force encroaching on me-- my vision begins to fade and I become so physically drained that I can barely stand anymore and so I lay back in bed and finally wake up in real life. (Actually I've had variations of this dream for 10 years, but they had stopped for a while.)

**Yac** · 06-21-2017, 06:43 AM

I rarely remember my dreams, and if I do I know they are very vivid and full of details... details I remember for up to 5 minutes.. and then, if something remains, it's usually devoid of details and most of the context necessary..
I dreamt me and my friends went back in time. Our aim was to fix our lives, to avoid the mistakes we've made. Everybody managed to do it, except for me - I managed to destroy every single aspect of my life, and I was even left shoeless (some context would be nice, but there is none). So I went to my "friends" asking if we could go back one more time , since we all know now what we should and shouldn't be doing.. and they said no.
And that was it.

05-26-2017, 02:51 PM	#932 (permalink)
grindy . Join Date: Oct 2014 Location: . Posts: 7,201	If you want to have really vivid dreams try smoking weed every day all day for a week or so and then stop. The dreams on your first sober night are usually really mindblowing. __________________ *A smell of petroleum prevails throughout.*

06-09-2017, 04:48 AM	#935 (permalink)
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06-11-2017, 01:39 PM	#937 (permalink)
Frownland SOPHIE FOREVER Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: East of the Southern North American West Posts: 35,548	I dreamt last night that I was walking home from a flight and my neighbour asked me to help him break his garage door for insurance money. Ftr I dont know my neighbours that well and usually only say hi occasionally. Then he mentioned that he noticed my San Pedro cactus and that they're "high in mescal." We then proceeded to chop it down and take it to his extraction machine, which was next to his car engine. We feed it into the blender thing and take turns drinking the green juice from the exhaust pipe. Then I got a text in my dream and it changed into something I don't remember before the trip started. __________________ 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

06-16-2017, 05:56 AM	#938 (permalink)
Overcast . Join Date: Aug 2014 Location: . Posts: 1,531	. Last edited by Overcast; 12-24-2018 at 05:22 AM.

06-07-2017, 02:10 PM	#933 (permalink)
Chiomara mayor of spookytown Join Date: Jan 2017 Posts: 812	Dreamed I was shown how to access another realm via a place in my dream. It seemed like a place where the newly-dead went; I got the impression that it was the outermost part/layer of an extremely vast world, far more vast than the physical and not to dissimilar from the dream-world in terms of how endless it was. It (this opening/portal/whatever) was first shown to me after walking down a very long path on the edge of a field. The path was just a wide sidewalk, I think. The field was to my right, and completely covered in mist and dew. When I approached the opening I began seeing figures in the mist; most of them looked like people, and they were all going in different directions. Some seemed confused or a bit off. (Strangely, most of those people were wearing school uniforms and had disfigured or burned-looking faces) There were people behind me during the walk to this place though, including an old lady wearing a long scarf. Someone said or implied that the people were mostly human spirits. I was cautioned about going "into the mist" or staying too long in it without going anywhere specific, rather. Me and whoever was behind me (a man roughly my age but I never saw him. I recognized him from other dreams but not from my real life) entered through the portal thing. (but there wasn't a door or anything like that; one moment we were in the mist and the next we were somewhere else) We were in some large, brightly-lit area not unlike a mall or convention center. People everywhere. In this place, I felt different-- my body felt lighter and my usual brain-fog was gone completely. I wanted to stay; I didn't care about returning to the physical world. We wandered around and I wasn't sure whether all of the people were dead or other visitors. (yes, like San Junipero but not quite; I've had these dreams long before ever watching that show) It wasn't too unlike other places I'd seen before, though this one seemed much closer to the physical world, like a bridge of sorts that was tethered equally to both worlds in that you could easily leave it in tact. Anyway, there were many windows in this place, which I often glanced at to make sure it wasn't getting dark out yet. The older lady had instructed us to come back (out of the portal) before it became too dark out. So we did come out, but we were now in a different place (not the field) -- I don't remember it. I kept asking to go back, though. So I did, and this time we went a bit farther (beyond the building we were in) and into this small downtown area. I knew that the further one went, the more one's sense of time would dissolve, and the landscape would begin to shift more which would make it difficult to get out of. (At some point during all this I was in a house drinking wine with the same guy I mentioned previously. He was drinking out of a jar and I was drinking out of something tiny. My grandmother--who is dead in real life-- walked past us nonchalantly, seeming mildly annoyed. This was the first time she'd ever appeared in my dreams since she died, though my sister dreams of her often.) ..Some other things I don't remember.. Eventually I was in another place (same situation though), a house in a quiet neighborhood. This, too felt like an in-between place. My whole family was there. Plus two strangers. One was a man (50-something, tanned skin, short reddish-blonde hair) sitting alone on a couch with his dog-- a large dog with either white or beige-y/tan colored fur, which was laying to his right on the couch. He kept looking out the window expectantly; he seemed a bit sorrowful and confused. He kept mumbling something like "They're [his family] coming back soon." That wasn't going to happen, though. I think he was dead, or would be dead soon. I knew him somehow; I distinctly remembered visiting him many times before. In between talking to him, though, I'd leave that house and walk across the street to another house where the other stranger (yet another 50-something man, but this one was taller and had more of a stout build) lived. This man, too, was always sitting alone or standing alone in his kitchen drinking in a tank top. He had a dog or animal with him as well. He felt just as familiar to me as the other man did. Anyway, those are probably not very interesting details; those two men just felt rather significant in that I felt a strong affection toward them. Anyway, I was back in the house my family was in now (and I brought the man from across the street with me, though he wouldn't come in completely; he stayed by the door/entrance area). I went outside; I couldn't tell what time of day it was. For the entire day it just looked like it was dusk or very early in the morning. Anyhow, there was a pool outside. I waded around in it. there was a white duck swimming in it too. I kept getting in and out of this pool, but finally stayed in once my sister got in with me. I swam around, and then suddenly this duck dove toward me and tried to bury itself in my right arm. I was swimming in very deep water though, and so I panicked, not able to keep myself afloat WHILE holding a duck, so I sank underwater and drifted down very fast. I was able to breathe underwater, and after my panic subsided I was very relaxed, and just wanted to go to sleep. A voice somewhere told me "it wasn't my time" yet, but I didn't care. My sister swam down and pulled me back to the surface. And then I woke up.

06-09-2017, 04:31 AM	#934 (permalink)
Chiomara mayor of spookytown Join Date: Jan 2017 Posts: 812	Dreamed of Eric Andre (wearing a beret, black turtleneck and tiny sunglasses) giving me advice about what to do with these twin babies that I mysteriously spawned. That's all I remember.

06-09-2017, 10:46 AM	#936 (permalink)
JasmineOrchid Groupie Join Date: Jun 2017 Location: Wonderland Posts: 27	I had a dream last night that a queen bee tried to sting me to death. I am phobic of bees by the way. XD

06-21-2017, 06:29 AM	#939 (permalink)
Chiomara mayor of spookytown Join Date: Jan 2017 Posts: 812	I had several dreams. In one, I was in my room attempting to perform a ritual to formally denounce god. Someone was giving me instructions during this, and telling me not to be alarmed if I began feeling odd things, but I kept messing it up so I stopped. In another, I was in some green and rainy place-- just somewhere in the suburbs, I think, waiting to meet someone. And for the past two weeks or so I keep having those "false awakening" type dreams in which you wake in the dream and everything (your room and such) is exactly the same as it is in real life-- in them, I step out of bed and become overwhelmed by some invisible force encroaching on me-- my vision begins to fade and I become so physically drained that I can barely stand anymore and so I lay back in bed and finally wake up in real life. (Actually I've had variations of this dream for 10 years, but they had stopped for a while.)

06-21-2017, 06:43 AM	#940 (permalink)
Yac Super Moderator Join Date: Apr 2007 Location: It's a secret too. Posts: 1,363	I rarely remember my dreams, and if I do I know they are very vivid and full of details... details I remember for up to 5 minutes.. and then, if something remains, it's usually devoid of details and most of the context necessary.. I dreamt me and my friends went back in time. Our aim was to fix our lives, to avoid the mistakes we've made. Everybody managed to do it, except for me - I managed to destroy every single aspect of my life, and I was even left shoeless (some context would be nice, but there is none). So I went to my "friends" asking if we could go back one more time , since we all know now what we should and shouldn't be doing.. and they said no. And that was it.