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What's the weirdest dream you have ever had? (pg. 2)
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| Ghost Raver |
A man was bowling but then he got his fingers stuck inside the ball and couldn't let go of it. So he flew into a wall.
I woke myself up with my own laughter. |
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| Amduscias |
| quote: | Originally posted by djhaziel
There is a situation in your life that is false or something that is not what it seems, a major lie I would say .
Sorry just double check on everything. |
:conf: how does making out with a random girl who then vanishes along with everyone else relate to a major lie? |
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| Sunsnail |
Yea it's not weird. Try becoming a ball of spiritual energy and saving your other energy-ball friends from ing black farmers/reptillians in a wheat field in africa.
all the while you're in love with the pink one |
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| Amduscias |
| quote: | Originally posted by Sunsnail
Yea it's not weird. Try becoming a ball of spiritual energy and saving your other energy-ball friends from ing black farmers/reptillians in a wheat field in africa.
all the while you're in love with the pink one |
That doesn't sound like a dream that sounds more like you... high... in africa |
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| The17sss |
| had one that I beat some kid I hated from school into a pile of pulp, blood and guts with a tennis racket. I love dreams like that... very cathartic ;) |
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| inconspicuous |
| quote: | Originally posted by Amduscias
If that is not a weird dream then explain what a weird dream is to you ... |
driving on a tram/highway to a floating city for no real reason. when you get to the hotel, it's like the world's biggest embassy suites, but in a circle. the problem they have, though, is the ceiling is covered in snakes. they're not attacking or anything, but this is a nuisance. since your whole family is staying there, you decide to do it (not for any reason--just because they are there), but when you go up, every time you look at one, it turns into brass & falls. you can't catch any of them. you flee the hotel for fear of your life from someone (again, no one specifically). the train station is for flights, and tickets are banned except for 'officials.' instead, you leap off the building onto a ski lift with a train hanging from it. it goes pretty slowly, but it'll work, but you keep having to switch sides so you're not seen. it's working and you start to relax, but then you get to the hills. it's a highway, and the cars split up. if you don't pull the right lever, you'll take the wrong exit and have to walk all the way to the city, on the highway. you pull the wrong lever. you start walking. you run through a toll and suddenly have a motorcycle, which you then use. you drive back to the city, which is completely different now, but you don't seem to mind. you start racing against some other car on the way down to the boats, which are at the far end of the city which is now on water, instead of air. you're pretty sure it's chicago, though, and you know how to swim pretty well, so you tell somebody you can swim pretty fast, so you hop in and swim all the way around the city and back, beating a speedboat by a few seconds. you win a plane. you hop on the plane and start to fly as some invisible people (but you know they're there) run up to the pier. you take off, then run out of fuel and crash land in some sort of town square with a circular driveway lined with a fairgrounds and cafes, which have round couches facing the lawn in the middle. you sit down & order a monte cristo. you're outside the city, so even though you can see it and the sky is now blood red, you're fine. you decide to take the sandwich to go and hop back in the hovercraft (it's no longer a plane). you fly back toward the city to fight the invaders (there are invaders now). you shoot harpoons at a few of the ships and take them down--they hit buildings and burst into flames. you feel horrible and try to figure out whether it's worth it to shoot them, since it will kill people in the city when they crash. you decide that they have to be stopped, no matter what. you take out a few more ships and everyone's suddenly cheerful. then, an enormous cloud of helicopters flies in, covering one part of the city. they all shoot at the same building--the biggest, largest, most important one. it explodes. they split up. you panic and start to fly away, looking in the rearview mirror. you're sad.
you wake up, you realize that 'another brick in the wall' is playing (why you saw and, mainly, heard helicopters). you have no idea where anything else came from.
I have long dreams.
edit: oh, and you do all this with some mysterious, mercurially faced female best friend. |
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| Amduscias |
| quote: | Originally posted by The17sss
had one that I beat some kid I hated from school into a pile of pulp, blood and guts with a tennis racket. I love dreams like that... very cathartic ;) |
... so you played tennis in high school and kids bullied you? |
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| Amduscias |
| quote: | Originally posted by inconspicuous
driving on a tram/highway to a floating city for no real reason. when you get to the hotel, it's like the world's biggest embassy suites, but in a circle. the problem they have, though, is the ceiling is covered in snakes. they're not attacking or anything, but this is a nuisance. since your whole family is staying there, you decide to do it (not for any reason--just because they are there), but when you go up, every time you look at one, it turns into brass & falls. you can't catch any of them. you flee the hotel for fear of your life from someone (again, no one specifically). the train station is for flights, and tickets are banned except for 'officials.' instead, you leap off the building onto a ski lift with a train hanging from it. it goes pretty slowly, but it'll work, but you keep having to switch sides so you're not seen. it's working and you start to relax, but then you get to the hills. it's a highway, and the cars split up. if you don't pull the right lever, you'll take the wrong exit and have to walk all the way to the city, on the highway. you pull the wrong lever. you start walking. you run through a toll and suddenly have a motorcycle, which you then use. you drive back to the city, which is completely different now, but you don't seem to mind. you start racing against some other car on the way down to the boats, which are at the far end of the city which is now on water, instead of air. you're pretty sure it's chicago, though, and you know how to swim pretty well, so you tell somebody you can swim pretty fast, so you hop in and swim all the way around the city and back, beating a speedboat by a few seconds. you win a plane. you hop on the plane and start to fly as some invisible people (but you know they're there) run up to the pier. you take off, then run out of fuel and crash land in some sort of town square with a circular driveway lined with a fairgrounds and cafes, which have round couches facing the lawn in the middle. you sit down & order a monte cristo. you're outside the city, so even though you can see it and the sky is now blood red, you're fine. you decide to take the sandwich to go and hop back in the hovercraft (it's no longer a plane). you fly back toward the city to fight the invaders (there are invaders now). you shoot harpoons at a few of the ships and take them down--they hit buildings and burst into flames. you feel horrible and try to figure out whether it's worth it to shoot them, since it will kill people in the city when they crash. you decide that they have to be stopped, no matter what. you take out a few more ships and everyone's suddenly cheerful. then, an enormous cloud of helicopters flies in, covering one part of the city. they all shoot at the same building--the biggest, largest, most important one. it explodes. they split up. you panic and start to fly away, looking in the rearview mirror. you're sad.
you wake up, you realize that 'another brick in the wall' is playing (why you saw and, mainly, heard helicopters). you have no idea where anything else came from.
I have long dreams.
edit: oh, and this all happens with some mysterious, mercurially faced female best friend. |
that sounded like you...high ... playing grand theft auto |
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| inconspicuous |
| at least I didn't sit in a theater the whole time. |
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| Amduscias |
| quote: | Originally posted by inconspicuous
at least I didn't sit in a theater the whole time. |
Touché |
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| TotalDeathXZero |
| quote: | Originally posted by jennypie
My weirdest dreams are always sex dreams. But I'm not telling the one about Christopher Lloyd and the broomstick again. :o |
Do share I'm already interested :eyes: |
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| djhaziel |
| quote: | Originally posted by Amduscias
:conf: how does making out with a random girl who then vanishes along with everyone else relate to a major lie? |
because at one point you realized she wasn't really there .
Basically we have two big theories about dreams One is the karl jung theory which he deeply believes that us humans own a 6th sense and so dreams prevents us in some way about what is to come.
The second one was done by the father of Psycho analysis that is Freud in which he believes that dreams are a mechanism of repressed desires that are fulfilled most of the time in dreams.
I'm more into the Karl Jung theory , I do like the Freud one as well but then again Freud inhaled enough coke to kill a horse when he was writing his essays :p |
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