<p>More like psychologist</p>
<p>Also, I really have reocurring events in the same dream, like I'll walk by the same place a few times, have the same convo a few times, etc. I dont have the same dream over and over again.</p>
<p>I once saw this disturbing footage on Real T.V. of a boeing 747 passenger plane making an emergency landing on the ocean. The way the plane's metal exterior hit the water gave me chills down my spine and a few bad dreams. Also I have this thing with cruise ships. There should be at least some area of land to right or left of me (if I ever board a cruise ship again) so we can make an emergency just in case (god forbid) we ever end up like Titanic. Remember that scene in Titanic when the ships nose is up in the ocean and finally the ship cracks in half and disentegrates beneath the ocean floor. SCARY!</p>
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<p>More like psychologist. ;)</p>
<p>what are you talking about brand?</p>
<p>:D</p>
<p>I've also had another recurrent dream involving pyramids. I am some kind of royalty or figure of importance from ancient Egypt. I'm inside a large room, or tomb of some sort. The tomb is brightly lit so you can see the designs and carvings on the walls. There are long corridors running through the tomb from wall to wall. Each corridor is separated by a wall. I am trapped inside one of them. Supposedly, there is a door at the end of the corridor. I run to each end, panting, trying to open the door, but its solid rock - it wont budge. I keep running around back and forth. At one point, I realize it's a dream and I try to wake up but I can't. :D</p>
<p>you spelled it wrong. </p>
<p>at least together we can say it right.</p>
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Once I had a dream that I couldn't open my eyes all the way.
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Ohhh! I've had dreams like that before. It's like in the early morning when I'm faced with a bright light for the first time since waking up and I just cannot for the life of me open my eyes past a tight squint... combined with extreme and disconcerting heaviness of the eyelids. And there's always something scary out there that it would really behoove me to be able to see, but I can't... :eek:</p>
<p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fHuPE1BMJNc%5B/url%5D">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fHuPE1BMJNc</a></p>
<p>^ watch this and you'll see why airplanes are scary!</p>
<p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9ygYqj4rVM%5B/url%5D">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9ygYqj4rVM</a></p>
<p>^ watch this and you'll never see water the same way!</p>
<p>Bump^.....</p>
<p>lol what do those videos have anything to do wthi dreams</p>
<p>I recently had a dream that I was standing on my porch (from here you can see the entire north side of the island) and I see a house go up in flames. Then the next one, and it's like dominos and I know my house is going to be next so I run outside adn see that one house is just fine. I run in teh house and Angelina Jolie is there with her son and I somehow become his caretaker because Brad has left her and she is a single mom. </p>
<p>I also had a dream that my mom died...but it was more about the immediate aftermath. It made me realize what I would be without her and I woke up crying. When I saw her the next morning I gave her a big hug.</p>
<p>I've had a few dreams about my mom dying. It's such an awful experience.</p>
<p>One dream that I distinctly remember is that I was walking in a desert and I was reeeeally thirsty. I came upon a town a went door to door asking for water. A few of the residents gave me water but nothing could quench my thirst at all. I was feeling extremely uncomfortable and kindof freaking out because I didn't understand what was going on. I then woke up and realized my face was smothered in my pillow and I couldn't breathe. The lack of air translated in my sleep as lack of water.</p>
<p>I keep having this recurring nightmare where I'm in a teepee, then I'm in a wigwam, then a teepee, then a wigwam. Eventually I wake myself up and tell myself it's just a dream but when I go back to sleep the nightmare comes back. First I'm in a wigwam then a teepee, then a wigwam, then a teepee.</p>
<p>I told my psychiatrist about it and he told me I need to relax, I'm just two tents.</p>
<p>I've had many weird dreams.</p>
<p>The one that freaked me out the most was that I was walking around the playground in elementary school by myself and no one was there, then I decided to walk back inside and a man was standing at the end of the hallway with the gun and he shot me. Then I woke up.</p>
<p>It felt so real... but that's how most of my dreams are. I had that dream when I was in fifth grade, I believe.</p>
<p>Recently, I've had a dream that my mom was trying to kidnap me and I was running down this really rural road and I finally ran inside of this trailor and someone was like.. "Come here, child... we'll save you." Then I just grabbed the phone and called 911 and my mom answered then she walked in the house and got me. </p>
<p>It was really weird.</p>
<p>I dreamed the other night that I got into some sort of trouble at school and had to kill myself. It was really sad/moving and I woke up crying! I had to shoot myself within a day (no idea why it was self-execution, and no idea what I did to warrant it). I had to say goodbye to people on Facebook and by email--writing the Facebook posts for some reason made me extremely sad. In my last few minutes of the dream I found myself at home, alone for the last time. So I raced against the clock (till my family got back home from the supermarket or something) to write and leave little "I <3 You" post-its hidden around the house so my family could randomly find them after I was gone. SO DEPRESSING. Then it suddenly switched to me giving a tearful goodbye speech to my high school at an assembly. My mom was standing next to me crying and when I finished speaking I took a lethal pill, left the podium, and went backstage. Then I woke up :(</p>
<p>SO WEIRD! I had been having a wonderful last couple of days, too...not like I'm depressed!</p>
<p>I always have dreams that I'm running away from something. Just, something...always running...</p>
<p>I once had a dream that I was at an Orthodox shul, sitting on the side of the curtain WITH the men. Why, I don't know. I knew everything that they were saying, which makes no sense, as I know little Hebrew. Suddenly, all eyes turned to me. They're anger was out of the fact that I was a goy, not a woman. Then, they started running me down with torches through a city that was half-Vilna, half-Tokyo. I was running forever and forever. I then seeked recluse in this filthy apartment ran by a Japanese woman and Gabriel Garcia Marquez. I had to leave there in the morning, to go to a bright orange Boston Commons. I think then I was on the subway...and I woke up?</p>
<p>Always being ran down I am.</p>
<p>"Imagine something inconspicuous, like a pencil or wall trim. Now, focus on just that one object. You've never really examined it before, so you don't know how it appeals to your senses. Suddenly, that object would become supermassive, of extreme size and density, and all concept of distance is lost. It's like even though the thing is one foot in front of you, it might as well be 1000 miles away, but it is still right there. Now you take that supermassive-turned object and zoom out, way out. That thing is puny, nothing when you look at it. But you know it is insanely massive, extremely dense. But it seems so harmless from a distance. Everything is black, except for the object. Now imagine that same thing again, this time closer. It is even bigger now. You zoom out. It's huge, but it doesn't seem so. And about at this time, you're completely freaked out. There are numbers running across the blackness, and somehow you try to quantify the object. You come up with this huge number, seemingly never-ending. And again you zoom out. Even bigger. Throughout this dream, there is a spinning black pyramid in the background, with numbers seemingly emitting from it, and destroying all rational concepts of distance, size, weight, or anything, for that matter. " -ChaosTheory</p>
<p>I have had that dream for as long as I can remember as well!!! It's such a weird feeling during the dream, I wish I could experience it awake.</p>
<p>A few weeks ago I had a dream of my father dying. We were in a car zooming along a winding road when we all of a sudden come to this very very steep decline. I remember getting scared... Then we're in a boat and somehow he gets trapped under the boat; for some reason I think that to save him I have to turn the motor on, but it doesn't turn on.. then the sailor next to me starts saying he'll die if we can't get the motor on in 30 seconds. Well the 30 seconds passes.. I woke up with tears in my eyes. I couldn't get that dream out of my mind for a couple of days and couldn't see my father because he's in Virginia. </p>
<p>I have a reoccuring dream where I'm on a cliff in a forest. I somehow gain speed going off the cliff and jump out off the ledge. I have this feeling that I'm going to hit the trees and it's going to hurt (well potentially kill me when I land) when I hit the trees but I never do even though it's a very dense forest. </p>
<p>I remember having a dream of getting a puppy.. I wish I could have that dream more often because I would really love to have a dog haha.</p>
<p>I always have really interesting long dreams with story lines...
I never actually have strong feelings in the dreams though. even though I dream from my point of view (ususally), it's more like watching a movie or something. I'm not emotionally involved.
I actually usually like my dreams... even though they're pretty strange and I can't remember them specfically more than a couple hours.</p>
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Exactly. I can actually make that dream come back at will - it is that powerfully engraved into my mind. It's such an odd feeling.</p>
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have a reoccuring dream where I'm on a cliff in a forest. I somehow gain speed going off the cliff and jump out off the ledge. I have this feeling that I'm going to hit the trees and it's going to hurt (well potentially kill me when I land) when I hit the trees but I never do even though it's a very dense forest.
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<p>Amazing! I have the exact same dream. Do you notice anything odd about the cliff? In my dream, the whole cliff is covered in grass, even the sides. At the bottom is a strip of land thats only grass and beyond that there is a huge forest.</p>
<p>My memories of my dreams are very fragmented and disjointed, so bear with me; this is all I can recall, and I can't really put it together fluidly.</p>
<p>Scariest and weirdest:</p>
<p>I live in a small house in some rural backwoods. It seems to be the setting of some fantasy novel or something.</p>
<p>There is a pond in my backyard.</p>
<p>Villagers attempt to raze my house, claiming that witchery was taking place as people turn up dead, mostly consumed. They are turned back by a mage (or something) who enchants them with some kind of memory alteration thing. He then leaves to tend to his business.</p>
<p>I investigate the backyard pond (don't ask me why - I've forgotten). It is far deeper than it looks, but seems empty. As I come out of the water, I feel something wet and soft brush up on my leg. Looking back, I see...</p>
<p>BTW, did I mention this was weird?</p>
<p>...Sheep. Hideous, sharptoothed, grimacing sheep, apparently responsible for the attacks on the village; they'd been consuming the flesh of the humans they attacked. However, they do not attack me.</p>
<p>Yeah, this is really bizarre. ***, right?</p>
<p>Well, the mage returns, sees me there, and smiles in a serene kind of disturbing way. For some reason, I'm infuriated, and break off a fence post. I tackle him, then, stradding him, I choke him with the fence post, getting a sort of sadistic satisfaction as I feel his pulse weaken. Instead of struggling, he closes his eyes, and continues to smile. I am acutely aware of his life slipping from him, when suddenly, he opens his eyes, smile widening, expression crossing maliciously, insane, and whispers, brokenly, "It's done. You've become me."</p>
<p>I feel his life leave him. The fence post is no longer shaking with his pulse, but with the tremors of my arms, and for that matter, my whole body. I stand, wordless, emotionless, yet conscious of my spiral into madness, quickening with every moment. Through the haze of insanity, one primal instinct dominates my mind - kill.</p>
<p>...:eek:</p>
<p>So, I woke up with cold sweat beading my forehead, of course.</p>
<p>What scares me is not the demented bizarreness of the aquatic, flesh-eating sheep, but the "realness" of killing the mage, and the madness that followed. I swear, I had residual muscle memory of a sort, and it creeped the hell out of me.</p>
<p>I had this dream when I was ten; it seems to be seared in my memory, now.</p>
<p>Can someone please trump me? I'd like to think that I'm not that strange...</p>