noteworthy dreams you've had

[Chambered Word]

We've had these threads before but I'll start another, because hearing about people's dreams here is sometimes interesting/funny to me, and I finally had some decent ones that I could remember a few nights ago.

The first one involved going to Melbourne on an underground rail system (it reminded me of Half-Life) and playing a hockey game somewhere, then taking the train back and returning to my own suburb after midnight (somehow there was a small station there) carrying my hockey stick for self-defense and trying to get home without running into the various people walking around out there. I saw a few who looked like they were looking for someone to attack on the street in front of me, the most direct route to my house, so I headed up the street to my east, but up there were a couple of people throwing rocks at something across the road and I was sure they'd attack me. around that point I woke up or something, but I remember bits of my stay in Melbourne. it was bits of the surroundings (the bar at the uni) from when I was at Marxism 2011 mixed with one of my friends and I hanging around some sort of 'cake dispenser' upstairs alone, I also remember there being a competition between two groups to see whose cake would be taken the most or something.

The next was where my mother and I were sick of being around the house so we got into the van and headed off down this street that seemed kind of surreal for some reason. my dad was pissed and he came after us and we ended up stopping, my mum getting out and going nuts at him. After she pretty much told him to fuck off we got back in and kept going. Eventually he just kept following so we both got out quickly and ran over to the nearest house. The guy inside came out with some kind of tool, like a wrench of some sort, and began attacking me. I was taken aback by this, but my dad just started throwing punches at this guy and I joined in. That's about all I remember of that one.

In the last one I can remember, I was part of a tiny armed resistance group, living roughly around the medieval ages. We escaped the immediate area by getting on small boats and letting the current carry us quickly downstream. Things sort of went dark, and then we ended up in a desolate looking shore with these sorts of crude lamps on. It was in the early morning and the landscape was bleak, consisting of shallow waters littered by grey trees without foliage. The shore and the land in front of us looked more hospitable and I was first to get off my raft. I ran straight up the slope in front of me and headed into scattered trees. My comrades headed up the beach after me, landing further west. As I looked back on the waters behind me, I noticed primitive lamps like ours rapidly approaching the shore, and knew it was the authorities. They would roughly outnumber us by the looks of it (somewhere between 1.5-3 to 1) so I sprinted as quickly as I could along behind the fringe of the trees at the top of the slope to get to the others who had just landed and weren't aware of the threat. I could hear them gaining on me though, and split from the rest to get away, heading north into the thicker bushes and over the hill. The rest I remember was being approached by roughly five of the enemy soldiers on top of the hill in light brush.

Btw, does anyone else become frustrated by their inability to throw punches properly in dreams?

[Dumb]

I once had a dream that I became Japan.

[Robespierre Richard]

I had a dream where I was in a room of people getting hanged for stealing from my uni's convenience store.

[Quail]

I once had a dream that I was kicking some fascists, and woke myself up by kicking the duvet off the bed.

[Chambered Word]

I once had a dream that I was kicking some fascists, and woke myself up by kicking the duvet off the bed.

I love those dreams.

One involved a rather docile female friend of mine kicking the shit out of neo-Nazis who were marching in turquoise uniforms. I have no explanation for it to this day.

[Jazzratt]

Well, of the ones I remember vividly there's:

• My first truly, memorably, disquieting nightmare about the unnaturally disturbing woman that wanted to change my behaviour to more rigidly fit with her notions of how "proper" people should behave. I ended in that dream being locked in a coffin, possibly to be buried alive.
• The rather in depth dream about me being a laboratory worker with ethical concerns about my boss. Notable because I was a woman and the whole thing was ludicrously detailed but fairly mundane.
• My most resent notable dream, another nightmare where I was a witness to the cold-blooded murder of a group of Gypsies as part of an ethnic cleansing campaign. Most notable for the fact that the uncomfortable feeling that woke me in the end wasn't an immediate fear of danger (as with most nightmares) but instead the fact that I was wracked with guilt over my inability to do anything fed largely by the feeling that my relative inaction (I shouted at the murderous goon squads to stop, whic went as well as could be expected) amounted to complicity.

[Ele'ill]

Lions. I've been hunted by the same lion pride for decades and I'm able to identify them individually. Same group.

I get the dream where I'm driving in my car or sitting in the passenger seat, sometimes with people sometimes alone and the road suddenly gets extremely steep and then actually starts moving vertical and the car loses traction and tips backwards.

I've shared most of my reoccurring dreams.

I've met beautiful people who I did not know and have never seen or met before and they were either watching me die or I was watching them die.

A lot of these dreams fuck me up for about a week.

[Quail]

I often dream about pissing all my friends off, and then I feel bad for a while until it properly sinks in that it was only a dream.

[Ele'ill]

Anyone else have really awesome 'Jurassic Park' dreams? I have one where I'm flying over an island and crash and there are of course dinosaurs chasing others and myself through buildings and whatever but it's always really positive and exciting- unlike the lion dreams where I'm completely alone.

Dinotopia was my favorite book as a kid and is my daughter's favorite book as well.

[Tablo]

I think I posted this dream before.

I had a dream where I was fighting the IDF and one of them was Osama and he chopped off my arm. It seemed so real when my arm was chopped off I woke up freaking out. How funny would is be if Osama were in the IDF! Would make the jew NWO conspiracy freaks go wild. xD

[Fat Cat Killer]

mmmuuuusssttttt nnnnooootttt ttrrroll thiiissssss ttthhreaddd aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[Chambered Word]

Well, of the ones I remember vividly there's:

• My first truly, memorably, disquieting nightmare about the unnaturally disturbing woman that wanted to change my behaviour to more rigidly fit with her notions of how "proper" people should behave. I ended in that dream being locked in a coffin, possibly to be buried alive.
• The rather in depth dream about me being a laboratory worker with ethical concerns about my boss. Notable because I was a woman and the whole thing was ludicrously detailed but fairly mundane.
• My most resent notable dream, another nightmare where I was a witness to the cold-blooded murder of a group of Gypsies as part of an ethnic cleansing campaign. Most notable for the fact that the uncomfortable feeling that woke me in the end wasn't an immediate fear of danger (as with most nightmares) but instead the fact that I was wracked with guilt over my inability to do anything fed largely by the feeling that my relative inaction (I shouted at the murderous goon squads to stop, whic went as well as could be expected) amounted to complicity.

These sound like they are legitimately awful. The feeling straight after I wake up from a nightmare is the worst, followed by intense relief at the fact that it wasn't real.

Does anybody else get the strangest feeling when you meet someone in real life the morning after you've had a dream they were in?

[Jazzratt]

Btw, does anyone else become frustrated by their inability to throw punches properly in dreams?

For me it's guns. I start armed conflicts in my dreams carrying an actual, loaded gun but at some point I generally end up miming having a gun and just sort of shouting "bang" at people which works surprisingly well for a while until it just stops and I stand there desperately miming/shouting while enemies close in on me. It's quite frustrating and kind of frightening in the dream and totally hilarious in hindsight.

These sound like they are legitimately awful.

The middle one was actually quite pleasent. I ended up persuading the scientist to adopt more ethical research methods and we were in love by the end of it. It was more interesting and uplifting than real life

Does anybody else get the strangest feeling when you meet someone in real life the morning after you've had a dream they were in?

Unless you mean a relative stranger, no. I tend to be quite regular in who I meet and when so it doesn't feel like my dreams grant me clairvoyance or anything. I also heard (and believed) that faces you see in dreams are all ones you've seen in real life. If this is the case I hope whoever was the basis for the insane disciplinarian hag in the first dream lives far, far away from here.

[Chambered Word]

The middle one was actually quite pleasent. I ended up persuading the scientist to adopt more ethical research methods and we were in love by the end of it. It was more interesting and uplifting than real life

Exactly, the feeling is disappointment when I wake up is horrible sometimes.

Unless you mean a relative stranger, no. I tend to be quite regular in who I meet and when so it doesn't feel like my dreams grant me clairvoyance or anything. I also heard (and believed) that faces you see in dreams are all ones you've seen in real life. If this is the case I hope whoever was the basis for the insane disciplinarian hag in the first dream lives far, far away from here.

After a dream I often feel like I have been to the place it was in or dreamt about that place before, yet I can never remember when. I've never heard what you said about the faces in dreams before but it would make some sense, I always thought dreams were sort of like distorted playbacks of memories that occur through your mind processing and storing information.

[Landsharks eat metal]

I went to my neighbor's house and she had a zombie dog on her driveway and 90 more in her house and they were running up her legs and arms. She told me she'd have 4 million by tomorrow. Then she started lecturing me about ectopic pregnancies, then showed me her collection of fetuses stuffed in battery cases. She was chasing me with the fetuses as I was screaming "I have plants growing in my ears!" She screamed back "That's dirt!", to which I responded "I have that too!". I got into my house and was running to the garage screaming for my dad to help me, but he was ignoring me.

[Leonid Brozhnev]

Had a dream yesterday about some psycho in my building, very graphically blowing peoples heads off with a variety of different weapons then feeding the head mush and corpses to his pet pig. The human mind is fucked.

[Comrade J]

I start armed conflicts in my dreams

Best sentence on Revleft ever.

[Quail]

For me it's guns. I start armed conflicts in my dreams carrying an actual, loaded gun but at some point I generally end up miming having a gun and just sort of shouting "bang" at people which works surprisingly well for a while until it just stops and I stand there desperately miming/shouting while enemies close in on me. It's quite frustrating and kind of frightening in the dream and totally hilarious in hindsight.

The mental image of you miming holding a gun and shouting "bang" makes me laugh.

When I have frustration dreams I usually find that I can't run away from something. I'm being chased by something, but when I try to move my legs I can't.

[Iraultzaile Ezkerreko]

My mom decided we were going to go to Turkey and surprised me by picking me up at school(I have a car, wtf?). We drove to Turkey on the interstate(fuck oceans, I'm a G). When we got to Turkey I realized she hadn't packed a bag for me before we left(way to think ahead mom). Then we went to a skate park and there was a costume competition(ok, there must've been a segway I don't remember because this makes no sense).

First dream I've remembered in months.