These dreams go on when I close my eyes...

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I have the weirdest dreams too sometimes, they literally have no plot line and often no other people it's just me wandering around some surreal place. Now I usually forget them but I still remember these three dreams in vivid detail from when I was under five years old. Also they're often creepy but never actually scary, like a nightmare. My last weird one (that I can remember) took pale in a small shack on top of this strange mountain. Nothing much happened, I was just sort of exploring the place, but the place was mesmerizing. Lately though I've also been having a lot of realistic dreams, that could easily be real life, like just the other night I dreamt that I was eating dinner with my friend.

Also, has anyone had those dreams where you're sort of half awake, and sort of know whats going on around you, but at the same time you're totally sleeping and dreaming, if that makes any sense? Like, you're dreaming but you can hear whats going on in real life and that gets incorporated into your dream? This happens to me all the time, and it's the friggin WORSE! It's always my alarm clock, and I literally have an hour long dream about doing everything I possibly can to shut that thing off, but it never goes away because it's actually happening in real life. Ugh. It's torture.
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Last edited by mermaidwaves; 05-25-2013 at 08:37 AM.
oh, this one was SO freaky, i'm still not sure what to make of it!

someone is shaking me awake telling me we have to clean the house because so-and-so is coming to speak at the university that day.

(i've never lived on campus or with roomies.)

the house is very dark, but everything inside seems to be reflective white surfaces. books are piled *everywhere*.

i get up and start picking clothes off the floor and putting them away. another girl comes to tell me that we're going to be getting our parts for the play for that day and i ask her what play? she shakes her head and walks away.

the phone rings and the guy on the other end tells me that i have to come over to their house and talk to my sister about the piles of books everywhere, they can't even make a path to the living room through them.

(my sister hoards books, this much is true!)

i find myself standing on the porch of this house, knocking on the door. it opens and i see that there are thousands of books everywhere, but i can't find my sister. i make my way to another room and this boy stops me and gives me an envelope and tells me that it has my part in it.

i open it and find out that i'm supposed to be the mistress to the prince in this play and i am to dress accordingly. i walk back to my place trying to figure out what to wear and decide to just put a wig on.

when i get to my house, several people are waiting for me and we have to leave for the play. we get into a big SUV-like vehicle and drive back to my sister's house. the person who's giving the speech is sitting on the porch chatting with other students. we all go inside, and the books are magically gone and this man starts giving his speech.

someone taps me on the shoulder and says the river is rising and we all need to leave. the people i drove with all run to the SUV and we head down a hill. the river is very high and close to the road. we come around a bend and the river is across part of it, but we can see the dry part on the other side.

the driver starts to cross the water even though i'm screaming at him to stop and we get swept in the current. the car is spinning and bobbing on the water and then we hit an embankment and are able to get traction and drive up another hill.

there's a house there and we stop to ask for help, but there are a lot of people inside acting *very* strangely and i say we should leave. so we go back out to where the car is, but the SUV is gone and there's a little old-60s model tan car in its place.

they tell me to stay in the car and they will go find the other vehicle, so i get in. i look out the window and now there is snow everywhere and a tow-truck comes to take the car away. i jump out and start yelling for help, that someone is trying to steal our car....

and that is when i woke up!



yowza!!!
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Also, has anyone had those dreams where you're sort of half awake, and sort of know whats going on around you, but at the same time you're totally sleeping and dreaming, if that makes any sense? Like, you're dreaming but you can hear whats going on in real life and that gets incorporated into your dream? This happens to me all the time, and it's the friggin WORSE! It's always my alarm clock, and I literally have an hour long dream about doing everything I possibly can to shut that thing off, but it never goes away because it's actually happening in real life. Ugh. It's torture.
Originally Posted by mermaidwaves
My best friend spent a couple days with me this weekend. He was working early one morning and I had taken my alarm clock into the guest bedroom. I meant to take it out the next day because he did not have to work, and even though the alarm clock is off, you can still hear a faint beep when it reaches the time the alarm is set to (it's not digital, just a regular clock that is battery operated). The second morning he came out of the bedroom at 9:30 and was cussing my alarm clock. He was dreaming about faint beeps that were letting him know something bad was getting ready to happen
and he only had so much time to get dressed and get out of where he was before it exploded. Hehe

The clock has gotten me too, on more than one occasion.
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

I've always wild and vivid dreams, lucid dreams (half awake half asleep), recurring dreams, etc.

But here's an amusing one - the other morning I had fallen back asleep. I dreamt that I accidentally made a phone call on my son's toy phone, and Alan Rickman answered. And we chatted for a while.

Then my old college roommate showed up and wanted to go swimming, but I couldn't find matching tops and bottoms. So then I go upstairs to look for more choices, and the stairs kept falling apart as I went up them.

WTH? Lol!!
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^ That's pretty funny.


I had the strangest dreams today. Different people were making choices about living or giving up. They were all in cars that were sinking in a body of water. 2 men in one car and a man and woman in another, and 3 people in the 3rd.

It was very strange and I woke up when the woman was swimming to the top and the man with her was trying to decide if he wanted to follow.
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

oh, i don't know if this was all one dream or a series of disjointed ones - i got woken about 2:30 by cars arriving, doors slamming and voices and from then on, the dreams started...

it was too hot and i was trying to sleep, so i decided to go sleep on the porch. then i realized that someone might be able to see if even though i was in the backyard. (note, i have no porch or deck at the back of my house and there's NO way in hell i'd sleep on the front porch in this neighbourhood!) i realized there was a small strip of grass at the edge of the deck where i could lie down and be hidden by a row of shrubs.

when i woke up my neighbour was on her side of the deck and i was strangely back at my childhood home in northern Ontario. she told me it wasn't safe to do that and i asked her why in a town of only 8,000 people. she just shrugged and walked away.

i rolled myself up in a sheet and went into the house, which was now a bungalow (it was a 2-storey in real life) and very-maze like. (this is where i've lost some of the dream.) i know i went out somewhere and came back and the house was a 2 storey again. all i know is that i came around the corner of one hallway and a strange man was standing there. i threw my keys in his face to get away from him, ran outside and i was in Toronto.

someone told me i had to go see my aunt at this address and handed me a piece of paper with something written on it. (this aunt lives in British Columbia, not Toronto.) so i take the streetcars through the neighbourhood my grandparents lived in when i was a child and then have to get a taxi to get to my aunt's place. the taxi pulls in to a driveway and i run into the building but there are no numbers on the doors.

i run back to the lobby and 2 men are looking through mail piled on a table and ask where this apartment is and one tells me the 4th floor. there's no elevator, so i take the stairs and follow the hall to the end. this door has no number either, but i knock on it and my sister opens the door.

inside are lots of cats, my cousin and her daughter and some friends of theirs, mom and her two sisters. everyone is drinking tea and talking and the aunt that i was told to go and see was wearing more makeup than i've ever seen her wear.

my sister said to go see the view of Montreal, and this apartment was on the west side of the city with a gorgeous view of the skyline and St. Joseph's Oratorio. i asked my sister how i was going to get back to London when i had to go to work and she said she didn't know.

i went back inside and there seemed to be even MORE cats including a little black one that jumped up at me until i caught it. i went to find mom and my aunts and said i had to go and gave my sister the cat.

(i lost some more of the dream here.)

the next thing i knew, i was on a plane landing in Toronto and they were blasting out new runways very close to where we were landing! i got off the plane and asked where the flight to London was and they told me i'd have to take a bus and that i would be getting back at 3:00 am!!!!

that's when i woke up.

oh boy!

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arrrrgghhhhh....

i'm not sure if this was one dream or two and it's starting to fade already because my computer decided to do an update as soon as i turned it on this morning.

i'm sitting at an outdoor café in Toronto when this woman i knew in junior high school/high school comes up to me. her name was Jane - we weren't particularly close. she tells me about how she just got out of jail and that she's writing a book about how she got there, that she accidentally killed a child while babysitting. it's very distressing and i get up and start walking away, but she follows me, telling me that i've got to believe her that it was an accident.

to get away from her, i open a door that i'm passing and slam it shut behind me.

(lost some here.)

i am in a room full of women talking about going to a sorority convention. except they aren't young women, they're all ages. one of them says that i must come with them, but another says that i won't be allowed in because i'm not a member.

they all start to go out a door and someone pulls me along with them. we go into a tunnel and start walking and walking.

we come out in an atrium where there are long tables for people to register for this convention. everyone goes to find the right line for themselves and leaves me standing there.

a woman at another table waves me over and tells me not to worry that i'm not a member. she can sign me up and find me a room.

i take my room key and walk down another hall, this one is very dark and has many hallways leading off it.

(from here, i've lost more of the dream, i only remember some woman accusing me of stealing her husband!)

the next thing i know, i'm wandering though this HUGE apartment in a rambling old house. on the second floor, the place has been beautifully renovated, but the 3rd floor looks like an old lakeside cabin. there are still people living there, but the owner is trying to convince me that it's available to rent.

and that's where my memory stops...
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I just remembered my dream last night. I was looking outside my window when a car passed by it. It was attached to a crane. I went outside, cussing, telling people to GET OFF MY LAWN and found A Team 2 was being filmed beside my house. The next thing I know, I am having a huge party with the cast & crew and making out with Bradley Cooper. Strange, but fun.
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

making out with Bradley Cooper??? lucky Fifi!



last night i dreamt that i was in Toronto helping mom pack for her move, but the place she was living in was right on the very edge of Lake Ontario and there was a long pier next to a river feeding to the lake (which isn't the case in RL).

it's so clear that not only can i see the towers at Niagara Falls clearly 50 miles away, but also the office towers in Buffalo (don't even know if it's possible at 65 miles).

there are boats of all kinds, a beach with people sunbathing, children playing, an ice cream vendor and a sea monster (!) swimming from the river to the lake (it looked like the pics of the alleged Loch Ness Monster).

someone calls me to stop looking out the window and get back to work and the apartment is now full of piles and piles of clothes everywhere.

i've only got bits and pieces from here...

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I once had a dream I was in china town strolling around when all the sudden a bunch of animals ( animals that don't even exist -half monkeys half dogs…super creepy and weird I know! ) dragons, and a lot of cows started chasing me. It was kinda creepy and REALLY weird. Luckily I woke up Quickly! So random and out of the blue. Your definitely not the only one with these weird dreams. Lol! :P
I had a rather dull but funny dream last night (that was inspired by all the music talk). I was back in Woodbridge Virginia yelling at my oldest friends little brother and his friends because they refused to respect Run DMC. That actually did happen. We got into a major screaming match over old school rap one night. They are 10+ years younger than me and could not begin to understand the importance of music history. Rap is all they listened to, and they had never even heard of some of the greats. Shame!! And that's what happen when music tv goes to reality shows.
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??


Last edited by Fifi.G; 09-03-2013 at 06:56 AM.
Jim woke up Monday morning and told me he had a bad dream that he was with a group of people and he was wanting to do something and they were all holding him back. I told him I woke up that morning and he had the top sheet wrapped around his neck. I tried to take it off and he started fighting me. How he got the sheet around his neck is a mystery to me.
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Jim woke up Monday morning and told me he had a bad dream that he was with a group of people and he was wanting to do something and they were all holding him back. I told him I woke up that morning and he had the top sheet wrapped around his neck. I tried to take it off and he started fighting me. How he got the sheet around his neck is a mystery to me.
Originally Posted by Lotsawaves
I have done that, more than once, and it's a mystery to me too. I also wonder how rogue clothes hangers attack me. I have a strange relationship with objects.
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

making out with Bradley Cooper??? lucky Fifi!



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Originally Posted by rouquinne
Helping Johnny Depp get ready for a role, and work on the local accent, in a cheap motel, beats Bradley Cooper any day of the week. That's all I'm saying.
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??

I woke up so disappointed! I'd been spending the day (and night) with Prince. He even wrote me a poem (song?) And had it written on a cake for me.
He was so nice, so sweet. (And of course sexy as hell)
And, in my dream I logged on here to tell Fifi!

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Last night I dreamed that there were little secret parks all over my home town...nothing elaborate, just small school-style play structures (swings, slide, maybe a merry-go-round) all over town, connected by little walking paths that were easy to spot if you knew how to look. They had been there forever but we had forgotten, though all the kids seemed to know about them.

Isn't that the neatest idea? Little places for kids to meet up and play and little paths to follow?

I have a lot of dreams about my hometown, which is mostly dead now, and usually they follow the same theme: there is something amazing that I just forgot was there.
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Last nite I dreamt that I was back at my old job trying to help them out to get caught up. They all kept giving me more new work. I started feeling trapped and knew I needed to leave before I got sucked in again. There were a lot of people there, mostly young women. They all had hung up their sunglasses in my work space. I love sunglasses. I started trying them on deciding if I liked any I would just take them. Fortunately, I didn't like any. They were nice, but either didn't look good on me or hurt me around the nose area.

I slipped out of the place and on my way I entered into a building where a bank robbery was going on. Everyone was being tasered. When they tasered me it really didn't affect me much, but I was seeing everyone else jerking around on the ground, so I pretended it had the same affect on me. I didn't want them to up the taser dose. I wanted to dial 911 on my cell phone, but the only phone I had with me was Jim's and I didn't know how to work it.

I ended up in a room with a newborn baby. The placenta was still attached. One of the robbers (female) had had her baby. She was in a hospital gown and I gave her her baby to nurse. She was very rough with the baby and I tried to take it from her. She started throwing around the placenta. At this point I woke up.
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last night i was riding my motorbike around the streets of VN. it felt so real and i felt so happy
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i haven't been posting in this thread for a while because i've only remembered vague snippets of dreams, but i do remember last night's snippet quite clearly....

i was hang gliding over the Napa Valley with Keanu Reeves!



now THAT is my kind of dream!!!!!

(not that i'd ever dare going hang gliding in real life!)

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OMG!

i sure hope *this* dream comes true!

i'm walking down the street on a warm, sunny day and i have a black portfolio case with me.

i turn into a decorating shop and i'm admiring some beautiful fabrics when a man approaches me and tells me that he's the store owner and asks if i need help. we sit down at a desk and i open my portfolio case and tell him that i bought a beautiful lodge on an island in a lake near my grandmother's cottage.

he asks if there are any special challenges and i explain that it's been abandoned for a while and that it's 3 stories with an atrium in the middle and there's no electricity or running water. and, of course, it's only accessible by water.

he looks at me in shock and asks me how i plan to make this place liveable and i tell him that i won over a million dollars on Jeopardy and that the island only cost me $1,000 at a property auction. he says that wasn't what he meant, but congratulations.

then i tell him that the solar power people are at work there even as we speak and i just need to choose fabrics and paint colours.

you know how dreams jump around, the next thing i know i'm walking around the railing on the 3rd floor of my lodge/cottage and it's been restored and i'm looking down on two GIANT antler-lights and there's a big dining table on the main floor.

then my phone went off and woke me up!!!

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