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I've had more than a few disturbing dreams. One time i was looking for a friend (who initially was a cartoon beachball but whatever) when suddenly a giant blue burning asteroid begins its final descent towards earth. I dropped to my knees and closed my eyes and when it hit i felt a brief flash than felt like i was falling out of my body. Here's where it gets weird. Immersed in darkness the dream goes from semi lucid to full narrative mode as the only thing i hear are two beings debating. They speak in a odd mixture of clicking and what i later equate to movie ancient sumerian. I can't see them but then again i can't feel anything besides how crucially important there conversation is.
Last night i had a trifecta of dreams. The last was one of the most disturbing things i have ever seen or imagined. It gets interesting with me in a parking lot watching two people fight a la dragon ball z. I switch to one of the fighters consciousnesses only to be completely engulfed by the battle. I've never done any hallucigens but this must be what it feels like. Time moves in excruciatingly fast and simultaneously excruciatingly slow. Every blow comes with a narrative that is screamed a thousand times per second. The voice goes from regular dbz training dialog to horrifying. As most things in dreams fade from memory a few hours after it has occurred, i have forgotten most of what was said. But a few moments of hearing an insectlike/robotic screech endlessly stating that "TTHHHEEE EARTH WILLL DIE! ALLLL WILLLLLLL DIIIIIIEEEEEE!" will be forever scarred into my memory. Finally the distortion became so overwhelming that i woke up, only to still hear "the earth will die, all will die" on repeat in my head and the feeling of impending doom still clawing at my soul. I slept on the couch for the rest of the night.
I had a really fucked up dream where I was a barbarian. For some reason I was wearing one of those executioners outfits, black hood, no shirt, I was really ripped, but everybody else looked like your typical barbarian. Anyways we're sacking a town, I'm killing people left and right, lighting things on fire and shit. Then I run into a house where there is a family hiding. I kill them all except a woman who I rape. I wake up before I finish raping her, shook me up pretty bad, like wtf!?
We claim to live and die equal, the way we were born: we want this real equality or death; that’s what we need.
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The French Revolution was nothing but a precursor of another revolution, one that will be bigger, more solemn, and which will be the last.
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Wow, that's fucked up man.
Sleep paralysis is funny. One time it happened to me I thought I was being paralysed by a someone blowing lots of powerful cannabis smoke under my door to immobilise me. I think I fell back into normal sleep after that.
Then there was the false awakening I had once. When I "woke up", the room was dark and I felt a sense of foreboding. I remember getting up and going to the corner of the room to look at the electrical consumer unit near the ceiling. Then it started emitting lots of fat sparks in large numbers which proceeded to spread and crawl over the entire room, causing me to start panicking. That's when I woke up again, for real this time.
When I was younger one of my common nightmares was being chased by either a Xenomorph from Aliens or the Thing from that John Carpenter movie. I've not had any dreams of being chased or pursued recently, that I remember.
Although there have been a couple of times fairly recently where I've been crying in my sleep. The second time it happened I don't remember what I was crying about, but the first time I was piloting a Spitfire or a Hurricane or some kind of similar World War Two fighter plane, dogfighting with others, yet for some reason I can't remember I was really upset about this turn of events.
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I'm starting to think dreams are the expressions of unused data stored in your brain in order to preserve itself. Maybe.
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― Felix Dzerzhinsky [/FONT]
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My girlfriend's dad is a hardcore Randian Objectivist, and I recently had a dream that I gave him a communist book as a joke and he kicked me out of the house.
When I was younger, if I went to sleep just after eating, I would have a nightmare, some of which must have been quite frightening, since I can remember trying to yell while I was asleep, something that I never was able to do. Fortunately, I do not recall any of those nightmares. I can remember dreaming that I was completely unprepared for a test, when I was in college, but, from what I read somewhere, lots of people have that dream.
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From an old chatlog years ago:
Me: I had the most fucked up dream ever. I dreamed that A Coming of Age: Albania under Enver Hoxha was given to Robert, and then he said that the school (and government) decided to ban it. Then the author decided to write a new, unbanned edition that "more accurately reflects on the tyranny of Hoxha's rule" or whatever, and then it said stuff like "Albania had an above-average national rape rate of 12%, but after Hoxha's grandson was born this figure rose to 99.8% overnight."
Friend: This is a dream you had...?
Me: Yeah
Me: I have a lot of strange dreams
Me: In one dream Gorbachev invaded my house and fell into a pond and drowned to death
* h0m0revolutionary: "neo-liberalism can deliver healthy children, it can educate them, it can feed them, it can clothe them and leave them fully contented."
* rooster: "Supporting [anti-imperialism] is reactionary. How is any nation supposed to stand up [to] the might of the US anyway?"
* nizan: "Fuck your education is empowerment bullshit, education is alienation, nothing more. You indulge in a dying prestige for a role in a bureaucratic spectacle deserving of nothing beyond contempt."
* Alexios: "To the Board Administration: Ismail [...] needs to be eliminated from this forum."
^haha really?
I saw your name and thought, 'I bet it has something to do with enver hoxha'
Yes, really.
Also from the Gorby dream I recall looking at the side of my house to see Gorbachev assemble evil fascist police guys as they prepared to launch an invasion of said house. Then he spotted me and I ran as far as I could. Then he fell into a pond that doesn't actually exist IRL and drowned.
* h0m0revolutionary: "neo-liberalism can deliver healthy children, it can educate them, it can feed them, it can clothe them and leave them fully contented."
* rooster: "Supporting [anti-imperialism] is reactionary. How is any nation supposed to stand up [to] the might of the US anyway?"
* nizan: "Fuck your education is empowerment bullshit, education is alienation, nothing more. You indulge in a dying prestige for a role in a bureaucratic spectacle deserving of nothing beyond contempt."
* Alexios: "To the Board Administration: Ismail [...] needs to be eliminated from this forum."
I had a dream my grandma was a vampire, and there was a portal, like the ones from the first Turok game, I jumped in to escape.
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Another weird one I had was in a snowy forest, I imagine it as Russia or something. I lived in this village with my family, wood cabins, small community in the woods, and it looked like it took place in the 1900's, probably 1920, 30, 40, something along those lines, because of the way everyone was dressed and the guns. Some militia invaded and started shooting at everyone, and everyone was running. I think I saw some people in my family get shot, and people we're getting hit. I fell against a tree, and some guy comes up, and points a gun at me. I woke up when I saw he shot at me, and there was a light flash.
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I had a couple where I died...one was as a result of eating a poisioned jelly / jam donut. I knew nanoseconds after I bit into it that it was poisioned, then I went limp and felt my heart slowing down and my eyesight dimming.
Was oddly peaceful right at the end but was fucking glad when I woke up.
I may have had one or two incestuous dreams and if I did they were MASSIVELY disturbing and I'm trying to repress the memory of them.
I've read somewhere that this may be the case.
"It is slaves, struggling to throw off their chains, who unleash the movement whereby history abolishes masters." - Raoul Vaneigem
"Communism is for us not a state of affairs which is to be established, an ideal to which reality will have to adjust itself. We call communism the real movement which abolishes the present state of things." - Karl Marx
"What distinguishes reform from revolution is not that revolution is violent, but that it links insurrection and communisation." - Gilles Dauvé
I have a lot of vivid dreams at the moment. I think it's my brain trying to process a bunch of stuff that really needs processing. I find dreams exhausting.
One disturbing dream that has stuck with me for a while was one I had in sixth form when I was suffering from anorexia. In the dream I was at school, and I collapsed and fell on the floor and I couldn't move. I tried to move, but I couldn't. Soon, all the people I cared about were standing over me talking about how upset they were with my illness, and I think I was dead because they all started crying. I tried to make a sound to reassure them that I was okay, that I cared about them too, etc., but I couldn't talk. Wasn't a very nice dream.
Last night I had a dream about my son constantly soiling his pants, which was more annoying than disturbing. I must be subconsciously thinking about his potty training.
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Having a lot of bizarre dreams recently but nothing sticks in my mind. Think it's probably due to a long term lack of sleep from baby feeds.
Had a really bizarre, vivid dream a few years back. Worked as a solitary security guard in a warehouse and as one does, I would often take a very enjoyable sleep when on the night shift alone. One particular night I dosed off in my chair without realising it. And then all I can remember is being sure I'd OD'd on something, balance was gone to shit, speech slurred, couldn't think straight and my motor skills were pretty much gone. And I was sitting in the same chair that I had been while awake. I was really terrified because it felt so real. In the dream I tried ringing my dad for help bit then I woke up with a start, phone in hand and dialling my dad's number.
There were two “Reigns of Terror,” if we would but remember it and consider it; the one wrought murder in hot passion, the other in heartless cold blood; the one lasted mere months, the other had lasted a thousand years; the one inflicted death upon ten thousand persons, the other upon a hundred millions; but our shudders are all for the “horrors” of the minor Terror, the momentary Terror, so to speak; whereas, what is the horror of swift death by the axe, compared with lifelong death from hunger, cold, insult, cruelty, and heart-break? What is swift death by lightning compared with death by slow fire at the stake? A city cemetery could contain the coffins filled by that brief Terror which we have all been so diligently taught to shiver at and mourn over; but all France could hardly contain the coffins filled by that older and real Terror... --- Mark Twain
Yeah, I hate those dreams where you can't tell if you're awake or asleep. Had one the other day. Some friends were coming over later so I decided to have a nap until they arrived. I dreamed they were already there only one of them looked like a completely different person. I woke up to the sound of them at the door. I was all like, "wait, what?"
"It is slaves, struggling to throw off their chains, who unleash the movement whereby history abolishes masters." - Raoul Vaneigem
"Communism is for us not a state of affairs which is to be established, an ideal to which reality will have to adjust itself. We call communism the real movement which abolishes the present state of things." - Karl Marx
"What distinguishes reform from revolution is not that revolution is violent, but that it links insurrection and communisation." - Gilles Dauvé
What does it mean if you keep having recurring dreams about being back in high school?
I graduated last year, but I have constant dreams of being back. None of the dreams have anything in common except:
1. I'm back in my old high school going to my old classes.
2. There's ALWAYS a scene where everyone is like "What the fuck? But we graduated!" then we just go back to normal.
Other than that, nothing in common. Some of the dreams are good, some are bad, some are real nightmares.
I had mixed feelings about high school. On one hand it was nice being with my friends, on the other hand the classes were boring and repetitive and 99% of the other students were assholes. But overall I wouldn't say the dreams stem from any kind of traumatic experience, especially since they have nothing in common.
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last night i dreamed that i was stopped on the street by come cops while we were smoking weed and they gave me a grand jury subpoena and arrested me. i was taken to a battleship where the courtroom was but then the ship came under attack or something and i escaped with some others into a room where i got into an altercation with an elderly woman.
i was very confused when i woke up
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