dreams that you can remember-volume 2

So last night I had this dream that my ex girlfriend, who I have been broken up with for 9 months, comes over with a kid and says that it mine. She says that this is all my fault and that she wants nothing to do her.,..

yadda yadda stuff I cant remember freight trains stuff I cant remeber.

So I am now care taker of this child. Its snowing outside and Im walking in BFE somewhere, and I was trying to keep her warm and she was all wet and frozen. And Im sitting there crying and she dies.

WTF

I sure hope this one does not come true.

Share if you like..

--kido300

I had a dream the other night that was fucked. Me and my family and a few other people were the only ones alvie after some sort of I think it was a zombie/biological attack. And me and this kid, of whom I haven't talked to since he left for college like 6 years ago, we were going around to look for survivors, and we found this house with children in it, and we go in and the little kids start to burst into flames. So the kid I was with perished in the blaze too. So I went back to my house and it was just me and my mother, and we turned on the TV and news reports were saying it was armagedeon. I was like , shit this ain't good. Then my mom was trying to force me to repent my sins, and I refused. Then I woke up and for the first 2 minutes I was awake this dream had me shook.

Damn - what did you eat before you went to sleep?

Hope that shit dont come true.

I don't remeber what i ate, but I took tylenol pm's before I went to sleep.

you ever have a dream where youre in a fight but you cant swing your arms fast or hard and they swing in slow motion and have no type of impact..me and alot of people i have asked have had it...

Originally posted by 2BLAZZED

you ever have a dream where youre in a fight but you cant swing your arms fast or hard and they swing in slow motion and have no type of impact..me and alot of people i have asked have had it...

yeah or the ones where you can't scream

(1)

i was walking in school when i stopped at a locker talking to this girl, while her man walks by, who grew really big, and tries to start shit with me. the dream quickly changes to me running out of the school with her while the enviroment transforms to my old junior high. as we're outside we start to get intimate and she wants to give me a blowjob. as she goes down my body arcs backs (actually feeling it ) causing my penis to grow real big. she gives me head shortly while i blow my load inside her mouth. i apologize while she sits there mute-like only to start crying. i start saying "im sorry im sorry i didnt mean to" then she gets up and starts to beat me. slapping then evolving into hardcore punches that leave me feeling them on my face only to end with me waking up.

(2)

a couple selected adults and i were living in a society that was constantly supressed by a wall ontop of us. before the point of the dream took place i believed our daily job was to maintain this society. out of nowhere this invisible wall pushes upon us like nail banging into a body. i literally felt the pain as the wall pushed down on me and i heard the cries of my other citizens as they soon died. finally i wake up only to go back to sleep when it turns out i and a couple other make it. shortly though the wall comes back as we try to build the society back up, but we keep getting attacked and the pain is much more worse till finally i can't sleep.

recently i've been having dreams about getting down with this girl.. just doing alot of things together

usually if i think about something before i fall asleep i dream about it - so i sometimes force myself to dream about a topic which usually ends with it teasing me

The other day I dreamt I was in the audience of the Conan O'Brien show, sitting next to the dad from that show Grounded for Life, and we were being all rowdy and shit. And Dave Chappelle was in the audience too but he was too cool to talk to me. I can't remember what happened but we ended up getting a tour of the studio or some shit....

I can only remember my dreams like 5 minutes after I wake up. Then they're gone.....

like three nights ago I had a NIGHTMARE where I somehow murdered two people and then I was tripping real hard about getting arrested, I was so relieved when I woke up and found out I didnt kill anyone so Im not goign to jail for life. whew!

about 10 years ago i had a dream where i shot my best friend the fuck up, then he took the gun and shot me with it. and it happened at a gas station of all places. i was a complete stoner at the time, so that might explain it

2 or 3 nites ago i had a dream where i was running from all of thse dudes that were chasing me thru an alley that was covered in graffiti....it looked dope the graffiti that is.....but the running sucked cuz they caught up with me and then rite when they were about to beat me up i woke up it was weird

Originally posted by dANce'N'grAf

2 or 3 nites ago i had a dream where i was running from all of thse dudes that were chasing me thru an alley that was covered in graffiti....it looked dope the graffiti that is.....but the running sucked cuz they caught up with me and then rite when they were about to beat me up i woke up it was weird

oh my bejesusing god could someone ban this kid, quick like. it's for his own good

gay-o-meter=+400000

riiiiiiight

I love how in your dreams you mind accepts all this bizarre shit....

Im not exactly putting this right,

good night,

sweet dreams

Originally posted by 2BLAZZED

you ever have a dream where youre in a fight but you cant swing your arms fast or hard and they swing in slow motion and have no type of impact..me and alot of people i have asked have had it...

Yes! Worst Shit ever...

Milton

Insomniaconer I have work in 4 hours...

ever had a dream when you can breathe underwater? aquaman type shit, its the best

^^yea I have dreams of wate rand stuff like that alot.

Last night I had a dream that I was painting with some other dudes on suburban houses. Like full pieces and stuff.

Do you ever have dreams that youre buying paint and they never have what youre looking for, and all the brands are different, and you can never find good colors. what a nightmare

i was interviewing some gay guy that worked at a tattoo shop, and then everyone got their tax forms, so all the girls got naked to celebrate

i actually have dreamed about being able to breathe underwater

^Same here. Not actually breathing, but being able to hold my breath forever by going through the chest motions but not exhaling/inhaling.

This morning I had a very long, very lucid dream, which I spent exploring what my mind couldn't simply get over even though I was perfectly aware the dream was a complete construct. Things like gravity, mass, optics... very basic things that regardless of your being totally conscious of your dream state, are very very hard to control. It's easy to fly in a lucid dream, it's a lot harder to levitate a building.

Lucid dreams are no different to normal dreams in that you may very well wake up and the next 10 minutes forget what happened in the dream itself. This one unfortunately was no different.

The only detail I remember was testing my perceptions of gravity/mass, by uprooting a huge tree and tossing it across the street with my bare hands. Initially the tree has weight, and it's actually pretty tough to convince yourself that the weight isn't real, but after some concentrating it came out of the ground with not much physical effort. Then I intended to throw it far beyond the horizon, but I was well aware that my mind would still want to attribute weight to the tree and have it go no further than a hundred yards before it arched back down... and effectively that's what happened as soon as I threw it.

But just as it was about to crash down, I exerted an insane amount of mental effort into slowing it's descent by merely willing it to, and it was so much the thing shot up and disappeared into the sky.

After that, I know I did a few more experiments to establish total control, but can't remember much else.

I haven't done any dream work in such a long time I'm lucky to remember them. But I did remember one last night for the first time in a long time.

I was in some sewer somewhere talking to this guy who had emptied like a thousand cans of spam in there. He said he was trying to attract an army of rats to take over this building. Don't remember much else. :huh2:

We all have had the dreams where we cant run. But has anyone had those dreams where you cant run so you use your hands to help you out. For example youre trying to get away from someone, you cant run, so you start running kind of cat-like, gripping the spaces between the sidewalk to lunge yourself forward..

i keep having these recurring dreams of my future daughter

Originally posted by casekonly

i keep having these recurring dreams of my future daughter

me too, but i bet your penis isnt in her like mine is....IM DICKIN THE PHARMACIST!

i need to talk to you, get on aim

i was walking through the yard one night... noticed 2 kids coming on, gave em a lil scare..... then i noticed some friends bouncing up and down on a trampoline in the parking lot, then we got raided, and i tried to escape by running th4rough the roundhouse/factory.. i didn't escape.

i met up w/ a close homie in a new city to go hit up some sorta conference/show (i think it was hip hop oriented).. so on the way there, i some how decided to jump in the back of a hopper... it got going too fast, and i couldn't get off for like a day and a half. when it finally slowed up.. i was out in the country, and i noticed horses pulling a bunch of carriages stacked on top of eachother... the train was elevated, so i jumped on top of a stack of about 30 carriages covered by a blanket, thinking the farmer didn't see me. well, he did.. and immediatley flipped em over, knocking me to the ground. i then found out that the carriages were full of eggs; i quickly explained my situation and apologized for the eggs i broke, offering compensation.

he yelled, "damn right yew weel... you gon' work yer' ass off."

all i had to do was get the eggs out of the coup and shuck some corn, or something.. he then took me to some ymca or something to shower up... that's when i first saw a map and asked where i was.... he laughed and called me stupid. his wife, whom was really nice, explained i was in crystal lake, but was too condescneding to explain much more... i think i was in tennesee or louisiana or something like that.

once back to the farm, i saw a train heading out and starte running for it as the farmer talked shit about how i'd never catch it.. well i did, and ended up back in the city i was in, and ran into moy homie shortly after on the way to the show.

well, the show was in a big, multi-leveled hall: red velvet sides, tall white dome, and a lot of smoke in the air... shit was lame, so we decided to bounce.

well.. i was on some wierd bike, where my feet extended out, and my foot accidently brushed against this kid named mike i went to highschool w/. mike was a short white guy w/ glasses and dark hair... real into baseball and school stuff. bit nerdy, but realy nice guy. well, he was wearing a new suit, and was mad that i got a footprint on it. we talked some shit, and swung a bit, then decided to dead it. then some kids, justin and rob, who i went to jr. high gave me a beer, and we went on our way.

i did the lil dream drift thing, and found myself camping.

well, camping with us was this broad named michelle.

i always run into michelles:

michelle A: pretty cool girl, fly... i had her laughing a lot, met up w/ her at a bar for a date, but ii was already drunk, so she deaded it w/ a quickness.. i actually ended up getting arrested in her hometown during a roadtrip about 2 years later.

michelle B: this broad, worked with her once for a few hours and we talked nonstop the entire time, mad cool, lot's of what i'm looking for ina broad. unfortunately, my life was kinda unsettled and, rather than drag her into it, i decided to be a bigger man and let her pass me by... so i stepped aside and ended up doing some more work w/ her like 9 months later. she still looked good, changed her hair.. but unfortunately, she wasn't what she used to be.. she was a lot more 'generic' now, and uninteresting... so it let me feel a bit more justified for letting her pass me by.

michelle c: worked w/ her a few months.. lil psuedo hippie broad, nice body, got hit on a lot at work... but i was bouncing in a couple months, so i made it clear i wasn't interested.

anyway. so michelle b was there, and we were hitting it off. she was a bit cooler, but then she went to go do something and an old friend of my little sister's, brooke, came up to me acting drunk, and trying to kiss me... i pushed her off explaining: a) she's friends w/ my sis B) she has a kid c) she's a chocolate chaser d) she's pretending to be drunk to get w/ me e) i'm 2 ft taller than her and 3x her weight f) she smokes g) i'm after som other "shawty"

well, i shook brooke off and went back to michelle B... everyone was bedding down, so we went, and lied together, holding eachother (which was nice) and talking. i started telling her about this dream i had where i hopped a train and landed in a bunch of eggs when she pretended to be fall asleep. i squeezed her hand, and she squeezed mine. at first i was kinda pissed that she was pretending to be asleep, then obviously showing she was awake; but then i was glad when i noticed all the people around, and i didn't wanna get blue balled.

so we began to fall asleep in eachother's arms.

then, for whatever reason, terrorists invaded out camp.

michelle B handed me her cell, and i quickly tried to call the cops, but it was too late and i held it behind my back.. handing it to one of the kids as we were escorted out of the tent, thinking they wouldn't pay as much attention to the seeds.

well, as we were escorted out, there were gunshots off int he cut, which distracted the terrorists for a second and we all went for ours.. once i felt we had the upper hand, the dream changed from a mix between 1st and 3rd person, to a straight first person view, almost like a camera.

well, the view was moving backward, steadily, while the terrorist (whom was wearing a sombrero for some reason) was coming toward me laughing, while some asian chick hit him from behind with a guitar that was too small to do anything as he laughed. then she hit him w/ a big guitar, and he crossed his eyes, falling down out of my view. i looked down and noticed a little beatle w/ his head, and a lil asian girl on top. i grabbed the guitar, and squished his head before running back to check on everyone else.

everyone was cool.. michelle B still dug me, and i woke up w/ morning wood.

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