[Despondent]

I had a dream in 4th grade about jumping willingly off a 5-story building and landing safely on my feet. It was so great I went and jumped a few more times.

My first bad nightmare was in 2nd grade. It was about robots hunting me in a parking lot. scary stuff. (though a tot in human form, I'm sure Barend was behind it.)

[Jane Sherwood]

I can't remember any of my dreams for more than ten minutes after I wake up! You have no idea how much I wish I could, though. I have three types of dreams:

1: Completely nonsensical, which have me reaching for my copy of Zolar's Encyclopedia and Dictionary of Dreams the moment I wake up.

2: Fandom dreams, where the dreams are centered on one of my favorite shows, games, or movies (an example of each would be Freddy Dreams, Monkey Island dreams, and even just recently I had a Blackadder dream.) that end up playing out like subconscious fanfictions.

3: Dreams that are complete right down the very last detail...except for the ending, which I can never ever reach. If I could remember all of these, I could have about two or three dozen full-length novels typed up at this point. THAT'S how perfect they are.

This post has been edited by Jane Sherwood: 20 August 2004 - 09:14 PM

[SimeSublime]

I don't think I have much in the way of nightmares. I remember once being part of a group being hunted through some sort of maze by zombies. My compainions were slowing joining the undead hoard, and I was fast runing out of shells. I remember going down a passage that was a dead end. I turned around, and a zombie was approaching me, blocking escape. I raise the shotgun, but found a disapointing lack of brains smeared across the wall as all I heard was a hollow click echoing down the passage. Out of ammo and trapped in a passage, I remember thinking "Oh, fuck this" and just woke myself up.

[Just your average movie goer]

I remember thinking "Oh, fuck this" and just woke myself up.

That's so funny, isn't it? I've had some bad dreams too and it's funny how long I put up with these things before I realised "Hang on, this is a dream. I don't have to take this crap."

I find that in nightmares, my real-life physical capacities are always limited. For example, in bad dreams, I can't run at all... sometimes I can barely move.

But it's okay. I just remember "Hey, this is bullshit. I don't have to put up with it." and I wake myself up. Then I go back to sleep and try to think of something nice and soothing for the mind, like.... um, no I shouldn't go there.

[Chyld]

I don't get many horrible, horrible nightmares anymore, just really strange ones at worst. The last nightmare I had was about being chased through the fields and woods near my house (they were right to the last stalk of wheat) by a man-eating horse. A sheep sacrificed himself to let me get away, but my dog (who I only had in that one dream) ran totally the wrong way down a hill.

The only other dreams I can recall offhand are usually about sex with whatever girl takes my fancy at the time...

[Just your average movie goer]

Well, it happened. I finally had Chefelf forum members populating my dreams last night. I guess it serves me right for all those movie outings I've been making. Perhaps overtaking Chefelf's post count may have had something to do with it too.
That was a bit of a shock when I realised that.... I still remember being a new cop not too long ago.

[Jane Sherwood]

I don't suppose you remember which members, do you?

[Just your average movie goer]

I think Jordan was there, and maybe in his "Kate Hudson" guise. Barend was definitely there. I think I was subconsciously plotting the future film project where Barend takes control of the Empire and we all fight against him.

[barend]

Barend dream catigories...

1. sci-fi/fantasy/adventure
2. porn
3. horror
4. thriller/suspense
5. arthouse
6. arthouse/horror/porn
7. sci-fi/porn
8. pornhouse/artthriller
etc.

the funnything about my nightmares is that I was no longer scared of what was happening... so my subconcious upped the stakes.

I have planty of dreams about killers chasing after me, but after a while i started turning around and smaking them down (as i got older and more experienced in combat)

being left in the car as a child and the handbrake fails, sending me down a hill is another reacuring nightmare of progression... at first all i could see was the telegraph poles going past, then i got a little older and would grab the wheel, then a bit more older my only concearn was to obey the traffic rules, the as i got older the fact that i didn't have a licence was the only thing left...
another testament to the mind using dreams to help you overcome your fear of the unknown. It's just so systematic.
1. have fear of subject matter
2. run a subconcious simulation of the senario to test own ability to overcome te problem.
3. gather data while concious.
4. re run senario to aply new information and knowlege
5. repeat cycle untill fear is conquored.

however in the realm of the unrealistic, the mind tries to add challenges to test you further. eg. I'm a big guy, not trying to sound tough but i can take care of myself, most people would not beat me in a fight. and as a result it is no longer sufficient for my dreams to scare me, by sending a knife weilding maniac. I will defeat him. they have all tried men with axes, guns (fire arm dreams: i usally have to disarm someone to get a fair go), etc. so I found my mind chose an uncomfortable way to scare me, but i must say i'm quite impressed at the way my subconcious flanked me.

make me the bad guy....
I have had dreams where i was the "psycho" and it's a really disturbing thing, because your doing these terrible things, but in the back of your mind your really concearned about wheather or not anyone is going to step in and save these people... as a natural "good-guy" I believe in defending the inncocent, so when my dreams go leftfield and throw a spanner in the works... it's quite a challenge. It's like a new way of dealing with evil.

hmmm... perhaps that's why so many serial killers leave clues. to get themselves caught, who knows... but i though it was interesting.

i hope you don't think i'm insane or anything.

[Jane Sherwood]

That kind of reminds me of something. I think I once had a dream a few years ago where I was driving with the wheel on the right-hand side (that would be the wrong side for me, being American), and all the little meter thingies kept going up and down sporadically. I think I was also going over a bridge, being chased by cops, and having a pretty damn hard time controlling the car.

This was one of those symbolic dreams, I think.

[jariten]

i went through a period when i was studying freud and lacan at university where i made a point of writing all of my dreams down before i forgot them and then maybe discussing them with friends if they seemed interested. anyway what i found is that my dreams got way, way more vivid and memorable and just plain odd. once i stopped with the anaysis, they became mundane again.

on another note, i had a dream last night where i was watching Ghostbusters 2, where the ghostbusters were fighting Vigo. expect that this time, the hitherto unseen Ghostbusters Submarine put in an appearance at the end. It had the ghostbusters logo on the side and everything.

[Just your average movie goer]

That's pretty cool actually.

[reiner]

Hell... the cartoon gave em the helicopter, the Ecto 2

[Chyld]

Only this morning, I was lying in bed, and was sure that my brother had jumped onto my bed, and was about to go "BOO!". So I had to force myself to wake up, and saw that my door was shut. So i fell back asleep.

On reflection, I think I was asleep throughout that entire escapade...

[Emu]

The earliest nightmare I can remember is that I was sitting in the kitchen, minding my own business, when a giant lobster with a butterknife starts trying to kill me. It was terrifying.