Me too. The weirdest dream I ever had, had something to do with Celine Dion wrecking her car and getting blown up outside my house be a can of coke. The coke shook so much in the wreck, that it blew her and her car up....and caught like 3 houses in my neighborhood on fire. Don't ask me why I was dreaming about Celin Dione.
That's really interesting, Deckard (absolutely no sarcasm intended). I had actually wondered about this before, whether keeping a journal would help retain dream memories. I've been too lazy to try it. One theory I heard somewhere is that if you become adept enough at this, eventually you'll even be able to influence your dreams, kind of control which kind of dreams you will have. (why do i feel like i'm outlining the plot of a bad stephen king book?) I also wonder if the act of transcribing your dreams would change the dreams themselves---maybe your subconscious "adjusts" to being chronicled and will change over time. Anyways. Thanks for the info!
Okay, I can't remember alot of my dreams, but the ones I remember, I am always, always, always running. Something or somebody is usually chasing me. I've had police/fbi/some kind of service agents, to bandits, to mecahnical dinosaurs, to some kinds of wild savages. Usually, I am being chased in my neighborhood. I can hop over fences easily. I just grab the top, of it, and jump pver with out ease. Other places I am running in is some jungles, or a forest. I think it is Houston in the 1600s or something. It's lots of bayous, but it is woodsy. I don't know if Houston was woodsy 400 years ago. I remember in One dream, I just kept running in a forest. I don't recall if anybody or anything was chasing me.
Has to be where I'm dancing on water with a chick, then she lets go of me and I fall off a dam and fall 1000 feet onto hard concrete... but I get right back up with no injuries.
i had the most bizarre dream last night... i was on a boat, a small boat with my wife, my 2 dogs, my cat, some rastafarian, a cousin and someone else... we were on a river, we stopped and tied the boat to a dock, then my cousin went missing for 2 days, we ended up leaving without him but when we untied the boat, the river took us down a bunch of rapids, then we hit a huge rock and the boat soared through the air, i remember crashing and then trying to find all the animals... then we get the boat back and tie it back up to the dock, then my cousin shows up with one of my worst enemies, i remember giving the guy the finger and yelling obscenities at him, then i woke up... so totally bizarre.
Twice in my life when I was younger, I had a dream where I was envisioning giant, humongous marmellowee cars driving on 3-4 lane roads, I saw they they were so big that the next thing I envisioned was an aftershot of me being torn apart by these cars with my veins and blood going everywhere...then I woke up. weird huh? makes no sense
I know exactly what your talking about...Also when things are in slow-motion or when your trying to hit or push something and the dream won't let you... A good dream is a threesome with me, Salma Hayek and Pennelope Cruz...
okay... i have to give you a little "street cred" (whatever that is) for that one, anti. the thriller zombies, the 28 days later zombies, and the resident evil zombies all freaked the hell out of me. i'm lame... i know. freddy vs jason is going to be badarse. you remember how i did the morpheus thing for "the matrix: reloaded"? well... i'm thinking about doing krueger as well... not sure yet though. by the way... the first thing i think of when i see that hat is still greg norman.
I used to have the underwear dream a lot. Supposedly that means that you are embarrassed about something and if other people in the dream do not notice you being in your underwear that means that what you are embarrassed about is insignificant or not anything to be upset about. One recurring dream that I would have every so often and it was supposed to be a common dream like the underwear dream or being chased dream or falling dream was one where I was losing my teeth. I know that I read somewhere that type of dream was a common one but I have no idea what it is supposed to mean.
Nothing to be ashamed of. Seeing Return of the Living Dead really freaked me out a couple of months ago. I practically run to the door whenever I get home in the wee hours now. Awesome! If I had friends, I'd totally go decked out as Jason. Be sure to post more pics if you do, or else we'll just make 'em ourselves.
That means someone close to you is going to betray you. I've had that one many times and looked it up in a dream book.
I can remember my dreams almost every night now. I can think of two. One I had about a month ago that I gave birth to a black goat. Now, this was something I had obviously planned and I was really excited about it, until I realized that my "baby" would never talk and walk like other babies and the novelty began to wear away. The other was actually a sequence. A few years ago I had a dream one night that I was killed. The next night I had a dream that I shot someone (for no reason). The third night I had a dream that everyone in the world had a disease and was dying (a la very bad leprosy) and I was the only one unaffected. Wierd.
I had a dream that I was a baby goat, and my name was Cabritto this big man was putting barbeque sauce on me ... but seriously, I have great dreams, the best and perhaps strangest of which are flying
I had a messed up dream last night. I'm at my friends apartment complex but I can't remember their apartment number. I have their building letter so I ask some kids for directions. The oldest is like 10, the youngest like 5. So I start walking in the direction of the building and the youngest one is following me. I stop to call my friends on my cell and the youngest one runs into me then stands there. I'm like WTF. No one picks up so I start walking up the stairs and the kid is still following me. I get to the top and I'm like **** this so I run to the other stairwell and start jumping 5-7 (I don't know) steps on my way down. The little kid can't keep up. I run to another building, hide and start dialing my cell, then I peek behind a column and see that I had lost the kid.
