The Lucid Dream // Dreaming Thread
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I was on a bus and a little kid(about 5) was next to me. He started gnawing on my arm. I asked why he did that, and he said "because I'm a meat-eater". Then there was probably some other stuff that I forget, and then I was in my living room with him talking about... Chinese challenges.
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OK, bear with me on this. I have plenty of vivid dreams, but every now and again one stands out head and shoulders above the others. Such as...
I was having one of those dreams where you're on a mission (usually with someone you know), in this case interviewing celebrities at some kind of outdoor event/festival. I had to go backstage and interview the performers, one of which was Lee Majors - yes, the six million dollar one. He was now performing in what was described to me but one of his staff as a skiffle/jazz band. So there he was, sat on a bench with the rest of the band, welcoming us over.
Not so weird, you're thinking. Well...
He was blacked up, just like Downey Jr. in Tropic Thunder. Even within the dream I thought this was bizarre. I could even see where the makeup stopped around his neck. Apparently he'd only done his face.
Next he was telling us that, due to his age, he needed to keep fit and lean for his on-stage performances, so he'd adopted a strict regime of exercise and illegal steroids. Unfortunately these steroids had given him strangely conical breasts, which he then proceeded to show everyone in the room. But don't worry, to disguise that he had them he wore an elaborate wireframe device (it was gold) on his chest which acted like a remote control firework cannon. He would let it fire over the heads of the audience whilst flying over them on a wire harness.
I so need to see this happen IRL!
He then promptly told us that the interview was over and jogged off with his assistant. He was only wearing a pair of skin tight white trousers.
That was the last I saw of Lee Majors.
Then the dream went off into an 'oh, we're being pursued by some malevolent force' type scenario.
Just thought I needed to share that with you.
I was having one of those dreams where you're on a mission (usually with someone you know), in this case interviewing celebrities at some kind of outdoor event/festival. I had to go backstage and interview the performers, one of which was Lee Majors - yes, the six million dollar one. He was now performing in what was described to me but one of his staff as a skiffle/jazz band. So there he was, sat on a bench with the rest of the band, welcoming us over.
Not so weird, you're thinking. Well...
He was blacked up, just like Downey Jr. in Tropic Thunder. Even within the dream I thought this was bizarre. I could even see where the makeup stopped around his neck. Apparently he'd only done his face.
Next he was telling us that, due to his age, he needed to keep fit and lean for his on-stage performances, so he'd adopted a strict regime of exercise and illegal steroids. Unfortunately these steroids had given him strangely conical breasts, which he then proceeded to show everyone in the room. But don't worry, to disguise that he had them he wore an elaborate wireframe device (it was gold) on his chest which acted like a remote control firework cannon. He would let it fire over the heads of the audience whilst flying over them on a wire harness.
I so need to see this happen IRL!
He then promptly told us that the interview was over and jogged off with his assistant. He was only wearing a pair of skin tight white trousers.
That was the last I saw of Lee Majors.
Then the dream went off into an 'oh, we're being pursued by some malevolent force' type scenario.
Just thought I needed to share that with you.
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Lucid dreaming on demand.
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Just snapped out of heavy Sleep Paralysis just minutes ago...
I've read somewhere that if you stay calm before you fall asleep (lay still and think), you have a 90% chance of not having sleep paralysis. I have been following that theory, as it seems to work. However, out of the two years time that I've been following the theory, the 10% didn't hit me until tonight.
Holy 🤬!
Here is the episode in words.
As I turn over on my left side and pull the cover over me, I began to think about a Cizeta V16. I was just laying there for minutes and then all of the sudden I was dreaming of being the delta operator in Call Of Duty Ghosts. I was in multiplayer mode on the map Overlord playing a 2v2 private match. I did not have any weapons. I was strafing to the right towards the underground tunnel on the right side of the map. I see a red name appear in the top left corner of the screen that reads out- FoarmuqlaaaaaaaX -with a mic icon near it. I hear a demonic voice saying incomprehensible words, and then here it comes. I feel the transition into deep REM sleep. It's too late to snap out now! Then I hear someone say "🤬 snap out! 🤬 snap out!", repeatedly, fast and in a trance like manner while my arms are in a repedetive motion. I see a green backdrop while my arms are moving and then, I can't move, and then I'm floating out of my bed (OBE). I then hear a white/pink noise fade in. When I go to snap out of it, It fails. I try again, by physically jerking my leg towards me. I then wake up sitting up with my pillows in the floor.
That is what happened.
I only get freightened when this happens because it rarily happens anymore. I can't stay calm.
I've read somewhere that if you stay calm before you fall asleep (lay still and think), you have a 90% chance of not having sleep paralysis. I have been following that theory, as it seems to work. However, out of the two years time that I've been following the theory, the 10% didn't hit me until tonight.
Holy 🤬!
Here is the episode in words.
As I turn over on my left side and pull the cover over me, I began to think about a Cizeta V16. I was just laying there for minutes and then all of the sudden I was dreaming of being the delta operator in Call Of Duty Ghosts. I was in multiplayer mode on the map Overlord playing a 2v2 private match. I did not have any weapons. I was strafing to the right towards the underground tunnel on the right side of the map. I see a red name appear in the top left corner of the screen that reads out- FoarmuqlaaaaaaaX -with a mic icon near it. I hear a demonic voice saying incomprehensible words, and then here it comes. I feel the transition into deep REM sleep. It's too late to snap out now! Then I hear someone say "🤬 snap out! 🤬 snap out!", repeatedly, fast and in a trance like manner while my arms are in a repedetive motion. I see a green backdrop while my arms are moving and then, I can't move, and then I'm floating out of my bed (OBE). I then hear a white/pink noise fade in. When I go to snap out of it, It fails. I try again, by physically jerking my leg towards me. I then wake up sitting up with my pillows in the floor.
That is what happened.
I only get freightened when this happens because it rarily happens anymore. I can't stay calm.
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This is a pretty old dream. It happened around November 2013.
I was at a center of a field, along with four gunmen and a lead gunman trying to shoot me. Instead of getting shot, I missed all of the bullets, and, instead dashed to a nearby mall. That mall, resembled a mall in Taguig that opened months ago. I, instead entered in the mall and tried to escape and hide.
A few minutes later, I see some person screaming in the PA system saying that they planted a bomb in a hardware store, right next to several bottles of Butane Gasoline. After getting an adrenaline rush, I decided to dash towards a store that actually sold blankets and tried to cover myself, but that being a bad idea. I decided to run into another store, and suddenly, a person's hand comes out of a wall, and drags me inside a supposed hideout.
I was instead entering inside a supposed bomb shelter told by some people, I was actually amused that those people, inside the shelter, (Not really a shelter, it somewhat resembles a Restaurant where they sell various snacks.) Were actually the shopkeepers who heard about the PA and one had a hideout to stay in, with rations and water supplied. Later on, I was told that the hideout was loaded, and jammed with people, and so, I decided to something suicidal, which is to jump off the mall. It was great, yet painful, but then, halfway down. I was teleported to the top of the mall, and the bomb's time at a few seconds left, I decided to jump off the top again, and then, I woke up, in my house, and in my bed, and to find out that it was all a dream, and nothing in the dream actually happened.
The thing is, that these events are very similar to some scary events that happened in the Philippines years ago.
1. The mall greatly resembles This Mall.
2. The attacks in the mall actually happened in real life. Except that it was years before the mall was built, and it was in a different mall nearby.
3. Me being escorted to a field and nearly being shot is very similar to Jose Rizal being executed in 1896. But, Rizal sadly, got executed.
4. The mall's rooftop is actually open to the public, as a Sky Garden.
I was at a center of a field, along with four gunmen and a lead gunman trying to shoot me. Instead of getting shot, I missed all of the bullets, and, instead dashed to a nearby mall. That mall, resembled a mall in Taguig that opened months ago. I, instead entered in the mall and tried to escape and hide.
A few minutes later, I see some person screaming in the PA system saying that they planted a bomb in a hardware store, right next to several bottles of Butane Gasoline. After getting an adrenaline rush, I decided to dash towards a store that actually sold blankets and tried to cover myself, but that being a bad idea. I decided to run into another store, and suddenly, a person's hand comes out of a wall, and drags me inside a supposed hideout.
I was instead entering inside a supposed bomb shelter told by some people, I was actually amused that those people, inside the shelter, (Not really a shelter, it somewhat resembles a Restaurant where they sell various snacks.) Were actually the shopkeepers who heard about the PA and one had a hideout to stay in, with rations and water supplied. Later on, I was told that the hideout was loaded, and jammed with people, and so, I decided to something suicidal, which is to jump off the mall. It was great, yet painful, but then, halfway down. I was teleported to the top of the mall, and the bomb's time at a few seconds left, I decided to jump off the top again, and then, I woke up, in my house, and in my bed, and to find out that it was all a dream, and nothing in the dream actually happened.
The thing is, that these events are very similar to some scary events that happened in the Philippines years ago.
1. The mall greatly resembles This Mall.
2. The attacks in the mall actually happened in real life. Except that it was years before the mall was built, and it was in a different mall nearby.
3. Me being escorted to a field and nearly being shot is very similar to Jose Rizal being executed in 1896. But, Rizal sadly, got executed.
4. The mall's rooftop is actually open to the public, as a Sky Garden.
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I have had this one dream over and over again over many years. I'm driving or riding in my dad's Mercury Capri with my family along a cliffside road (strange because I have never driven on such a road, and there are none anywhere near where I live). A sharp left-hand turn appears, and the car tries to slow down but fails and the car goes off the cliff about 50 feet into a lake, when I wake up with a start. Whenever the car is about to go off a cliff, my view goes into third person behind the car, so I always watch the car fall.
That exact dream keeps happening to me. It seems like a very simple dream to actually mean something.
That exact dream keeps happening to me. It seems like a very simple dream to actually mean something.
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From what I've been researching about reoccurring dreams like this one, is that they are related to the inability to control where the REM stages start in your brain. Therefore, it will keep happening over and over again until you overwrite the false memory. The scenery will slightly change over time, as if it were a real place with real time. It sounds scary, but there is nothing you can do to stop it, unless you are willing to have a near death experience. That will trip the memory and overwrite it with something else. From that point onward, a different dream will occur.
I have to deal with it too.
Also, I hope you can understand what I just typed, because I'm half asleep...
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As far as I can remember, this is how it went.
My friend, feeling like the school year just gone by hadnt gone well for him, wished to be sent back in time to the beginning of the last school year. Unknowingly, I got sent back in time alongside him. At first I thought everything was fine, but alarm bells began ringing when I noticed pre-order banners in my local gamestop for the PS4.
I also noticed that some people were treating me as if events in the past year hadnt happened.
Remembering my friends wish, I confronted him, upset that I would have to sit the school year again and that the progress I had made in other aspects of my life meant nothing anymore. Trying to come to terms with my predicament, I told one of my teachers what happened. She played along, assuming I was making it up. I was extremely upset in the dream as I felt I wasnt dreaming. Quite a few other things happened too, only rubbing in that I had gone back in time and the last year hadnt happened.
I woke up distruaght, taking a few moments to realise it was a dream, before relaxing back into my bed relieved. Ive been pondering this dream for a few days now. Wonder if theres any meaning behind it?
My friend, feeling like the school year just gone by hadnt gone well for him, wished to be sent back in time to the beginning of the last school year. Unknowingly, I got sent back in time alongside him. At first I thought everything was fine, but alarm bells began ringing when I noticed pre-order banners in my local gamestop for the PS4.
I also noticed that some people were treating me as if events in the past year hadnt happened.
Remembering my friends wish, I confronted him, upset that I would have to sit the school year again and that the progress I had made in other aspects of my life meant nothing anymore. Trying to come to terms with my predicament, I told one of my teachers what happened. She played along, assuming I was making it up. I was extremely upset in the dream as I felt I wasnt dreaming. Quite a few other things happened too, only rubbing in that I had gone back in time and the last year hadnt happened.
I woke up distruaght, taking a few moments to realise it was a dream, before relaxing back into my bed relieved. Ive been pondering this dream for a few days now. Wonder if theres any meaning behind it?
dylansan
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I had a particularly disconcerting dream last night.
There were several different unrelated parts to it, but at the end I ended up on some sort of rollercoaster, indoors, I think in a museum or something. We were there on a tour or something. But after riding one lap and coming back to the station, the car didn't stop, and I just kept going. I remember thinking, "oh well, I'll keep going, but please don't let me die"
On the next lap around there was suddenly a loop in the middle of the track, and I didn't have enough speed to make it. Halfway through, upside down, The car fell with me in it, landing on my head. That's when I woke up.
I've been playing too much Rollercoaster Tycoon lately.
There were several different unrelated parts to it, but at the end I ended up on some sort of rollercoaster, indoors, I think in a museum or something. We were there on a tour or something. But after riding one lap and coming back to the station, the car didn't stop, and I just kept going. I remember thinking, "oh well, I'll keep going, but please don't let me die"
On the next lap around there was suddenly a loop in the middle of the track, and I didn't have enough speed to make it. Halfway through, upside down, The car fell with me in it, landing on my head. That's when I woke up.
I've been playing too much Rollercoaster Tycoon lately.
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Used to have a pretty weird recurring one where my house was on fire and that the only way I could survive was by jumping from the top of the stairs to the bottom. Every time I'd do that (in the dream), I'd die. And then wake up with a cold sweat and breathing heavily every time as well. Kind of stopped now though.
I tend to have weird dreams in the same place. It's essentially just a small seaside town, with a huge motorway/highway, greenery, hills and housing on one side and a wind farm, big suspension bridge and a harbour in the distance on the other. Think Special Stage Route X, but a lot prettier. What makes this all the more jarring is that this 'location' has been in my dreams at least a few months before GT5 even came out. They always seem to be at midday (1 o'clock usually), and the weather is always either bright blue skies with a few clouds, or that type where there's storm clouds and its raining, but there's still bright sunshine - incidentally, both are my two favourite weather types. I don't even know where this place is supposed to be; the buildings are sort of Americanised, as in being mainly constructed of wood and such, but the design of road signs and markings are similar to Japanese, European and American equivalents. The seaside crops up loads, and it just resembles regular British promenades and piers. Cars are still right hand drive and read in MPH like in the UK, yet everyone drives on the right hand side of the road and the plates are just generic jumbles of letters and numbers with no real pattern.
There's nothing really fascinating about the dreams themselves. Most are just arbitrary, normal things, such as hanging out with a friend in a park or just driving down that motorway/highway all the way to the suspension bridge. They usually have a twist in them though. The former ended up with me getting into a fight, and just as I was about to kick him in the dream, I actually woke up because I'd impulsively kicked my wall. The latter just saw me gaining speed and the road eventually becoming empty.
The fact that I can recall the location (even now) and perfectly tell you where everything would be and how it looks just really creeps me out for some reason, since there's no feasible way this place exists.
I tend to have weird dreams in the same place. It's essentially just a small seaside town, with a huge motorway/highway, greenery, hills and housing on one side and a wind farm, big suspension bridge and a harbour in the distance on the other. Think Special Stage Route X, but a lot prettier. What makes this all the more jarring is that this 'location' has been in my dreams at least a few months before GT5 even came out. They always seem to be at midday (1 o'clock usually), and the weather is always either bright blue skies with a few clouds, or that type where there's storm clouds and its raining, but there's still bright sunshine - incidentally, both are my two favourite weather types. I don't even know where this place is supposed to be; the buildings are sort of Americanised, as in being mainly constructed of wood and such, but the design of road signs and markings are similar to Japanese, European and American equivalents. The seaside crops up loads, and it just resembles regular British promenades and piers. Cars are still right hand drive and read in MPH like in the UK, yet everyone drives on the right hand side of the road and the plates are just generic jumbles of letters and numbers with no real pattern.
There's nothing really fascinating about the dreams themselves. Most are just arbitrary, normal things, such as hanging out with a friend in a park or just driving down that motorway/highway all the way to the suspension bridge. They usually have a twist in them though. The former ended up with me getting into a fight, and just as I was about to kick him in the dream, I actually woke up because I'd impulsively kicked my wall. The latter just saw me gaining speed and the road eventually becoming empty.
The fact that I can recall the location (even now) and perfectly tell you where everything would be and how it looks just really creeps me out for some reason, since there's no feasible way this place exists.
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I started having confusing dreams of shows I like:
2 nights ago:
I was a contestant on Total Drama and made it to the merge with good results; I made an alliance with Duncan and got Heather eliminated but during which Mike who was still in was showing his evil Mal personality again (even though Mal got ridden out of existence in TDAS). When I was sleeping in the cabin, I woke up with the the cabin on fire, I got out but everyone in there died except Mal, who made the Fire. He then went to shoot me with a Crossbow but the Police got him and sent him to jail. Since no contestants were left, I won.
Yesterday:
I was in a weird world where Rugrats: All Grown Up and Pokemon are combined. I was the Pokemon League champion but since I was still young. I still had to go to school but I was sent back to the 6th grade due to me truanting a lot so I could train my Pokemon. During which I met Chuckie then the rest of the All Grown Up gang and we hang out (never mind the fact I'm 16
). After school, I went to the mall and I found out Tommy didn't like me hanging out in his group and challenged me to a 6 on 6 battle for my title. I accepted and as I was winning 4 to 2, I woke up 
.
2 nights ago:
I was a contestant on Total Drama and made it to the merge with good results; I made an alliance with Duncan and got Heather eliminated but during which Mike who was still in was showing his evil Mal personality again (even though Mal got ridden out of existence in TDAS). When I was sleeping in the cabin, I woke up with the the cabin on fire, I got out but everyone in there died except Mal, who made the Fire. He then went to shoot me with a Crossbow but the Police got him and sent him to jail. Since no contestants were left, I won.
Yesterday:
I was in a weird world where Rugrats: All Grown Up and Pokemon are combined. I was the Pokemon League champion but since I was still young. I still had to go to school but I was sent back to the 6th grade due to me truanting a lot so I could train my Pokemon. During which I met Chuckie then the rest of the All Grown Up gang and we hang out (never mind the fact I'm 16
). After school, I went to the mall and I found out Tommy didn't like me hanging out in his group and challenged me to a 6 on 6 battle for my title. I accepted and as I was winning 4 to 2, I woke up .
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I had one last night. I'm not going into details as to what it entailed because I really would like to forget about it. But I will say is that it felt incredibly real, so real that when I finally woke up disoriented and had troub;le distinguishing it from reality, to the point I actually got into an arguement with a friend over it, telling him it actually happened and I saw it. My biggest fear, or at least one of them came true in this dream. When I woke up, I got up, hopped on GTP for a bit, until the thought of this dream became so overwhelming and powerful I had a huge breakdown and cried for hours on end. I have NEVER felt that kind of fear in my life, and the worst part is, I couldn't awaken it was happening. I couldn't move. I was forced to watch it all unfold and I was hysterical when it hit me. I won't soon forget this one. I have NEVER had this happen in my life EVER.
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I had a dream last night, and while I won't get into details, I will say that I could feel everything as if it was real and if it was actually happening. All of my senses were going off. It wasn't a bad dream at all, in fact what it was about led me to wake up with a smile on my face. It was the first time I ever felt such a real feeling dream. It was such an odd and awkward feeling, but somewhat of a good odd and awkward feeling.
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I was held at gunpoint in my lucid dream last night. I've been stressed recently so that might be the issue.
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What I'm about to describe isn't exactly lucid dreaming... but I post it here because I believe my subconscious acts inside my subconscious in my dream:
Sometimes I have dreams about things that tend to happen to me in real life. The difference is that my reactions towards these events aren't what my reactions would be if I were awake. For example, I remember dreaming about getting into an argument with my family, reacting very aggressively to what they said, to the point of grabbing chairs and so on and just throwing them around the room. Thinking about it right now, it feels strange as I don't ever feel the need to react like that during an argument.
The reason why I post this is, even though I'm not lucid dreaming, even though the dream feels like reality as many times in laughable circumstances (flying around a giant Rocky Balboa statue, one of my most memorable dreams), I find it interesting how subconsciously inside my subconscious I know it's just a dream, and I can act and react how I please without caring about the possible consequences.
Sometimes I have dreams about things that tend to happen to me in real life. The difference is that my reactions towards these events aren't what my reactions would be if I were awake. For example, I remember dreaming about getting into an argument with my family, reacting very aggressively to what they said, to the point of grabbing chairs and so on and just throwing them around the room. Thinking about it right now, it feels strange as I don't ever feel the need to react like that during an argument.
The reason why I post this is, even though I'm not lucid dreaming, even though the dream feels like reality as many times in laughable circumstances (flying around a giant Rocky Balboa statue, one of my most memorable dreams), I find it interesting how subconsciously inside my subconscious I know it's just a dream, and I can act and react how I please without caring about the possible consequences.
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I'm pretty sure I just had my first lucid dream early this morning. I bought a magazine that had a lead article on lucid dream. It had a load of driffrent equipment that might help people into the state but it also had the triggers and stuff so you knew it was happening.
I was having trouble sleeping this morning so that could of helped. Well I will get on with the dream now.
We had just come back from holiday and when we got back home the whole family was sitting around an empty space were the table should be. The floor was very muddy and then I spotted what turned out to be my trigger. We had a dog called Ruby that got put to sleep a few months back. Well she was lying on the floor and thats when I realised I was dreaming so I did whst many people do and went out side and flew down the street lol. Didn't really have a lot of control but I remember it all right to the point it all went black and I woke up.
I was having trouble sleeping this morning so that could of helped. Well I will get on with the dream now.
We had just come back from holiday and when we got back home the whole family was sitting around an empty space were the table should be. The floor was very muddy and then I spotted what turned out to be my trigger. We had a dog called Ruby that got put to sleep a few months back. Well she was lying on the floor and thats when I realised I was dreaming so I did whst many people do and went out side and flew down the street lol. Didn't really have a lot of control but I remember it all right to the point it all went black and I woke up.
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Had a dream about wrestling bears and turtles a few weeks back.
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Had a dream today, I don't know why but I felt the need to write it down.
While hiking in an unknown forest I stumbled across an entrance to an old building buried underground, deep in the earth. I broke off vines and removed large boulders to make a hole just big enough for me to fit through. When I squeezed myself through I found myself on the top story of a huge cathedral, just under its roof, looking down at the nave which was at least 7 stories tall.
Even though it was hundred of meters under the surface somehow there was still enough light left to make the colorful church windows glow faintly, filling the whole building with dim light. The windows showed strange scenes which I could not interpret or do not remember anymore.
I remember the stone was dark-rusty-brown and covered with a layer of what seemed to be ash, when I touched it my hands turned black but strangely none was wiped off the surface of the stones. The air smelt stale, really old.
The whole structure was largely intact, the stairs and pillars where extremely over-the-top ornamented, I was overwhelmed by the beauty. Style was definitely Gothic, but there was no cross nor altar.
When walking around my feet dispersed the dust which then danced in the air, glittering in the faint glow of the windows. Instinctively I took my camera and started to make the best photos I've ever made, I remember every detail.
Suddenly I felt the sensation of great danger, the kind that makes the hair on your neck stand up and gives you cold shivers down your back. When I set the camera aside to look dozens of people materialized all around me with pale empty and serious faces, staring into nothingness. They were all completely silent and did not seem to notice me, they did not blink nor move, they just stared. They were all dressed in festive attire from the 17th century, but the clothes were worn and tattered and just as pale as their skin. The transition between skin and clothes was very smooth, it was hard to tell where the clothes ended and the skin began.
I remember I tried to flee because I was hunted by someone or something but I had to find another way out because for some reason I knew the entrance was blocked.
The last thing I remember is a snowy landscape surrounded by tall Gothic-style structures made of stone of the same color, then the alarm clock woke me up.
(Thankfully, thats probably the reason why I remember that dream so well.)
It definitely was one of my most vivid dreams ever, in fact it felt more real than reality. It was beautiful.
The strange thing is I usually only dream of things that interest me or tend to think about often, this does not include religious buildings, the 17th century or belief.
Though I still wish I had those photos, if they were real they'd be magnificent.
While hiking in an unknown forest I stumbled across an entrance to an old building buried underground, deep in the earth. I broke off vines and removed large boulders to make a hole just big enough for me to fit through. When I squeezed myself through I found myself on the top story of a huge cathedral, just under its roof, looking down at the nave which was at least 7 stories tall.
Even though it was hundred of meters under the surface somehow there was still enough light left to make the colorful church windows glow faintly, filling the whole building with dim light. The windows showed strange scenes which I could not interpret or do not remember anymore.
I remember the stone was dark-rusty-brown and covered with a layer of what seemed to be ash, when I touched it my hands turned black but strangely none was wiped off the surface of the stones. The air smelt stale, really old.
The whole structure was largely intact, the stairs and pillars where extremely over-the-top ornamented, I was overwhelmed by the beauty. Style was definitely Gothic, but there was no cross nor altar.
When walking around my feet dispersed the dust which then danced in the air, glittering in the faint glow of the windows. Instinctively I took my camera and started to make the best photos I've ever made, I remember every detail.
Suddenly I felt the sensation of great danger, the kind that makes the hair on your neck stand up and gives you cold shivers down your back. When I set the camera aside to look dozens of people materialized all around me with pale empty and serious faces, staring into nothingness. They were all completely silent and did not seem to notice me, they did not blink nor move, they just stared. They were all dressed in festive attire from the 17th century, but the clothes were worn and tattered and just as pale as their skin. The transition between skin and clothes was very smooth, it was hard to tell where the clothes ended and the skin began.
I remember I tried to flee because I was hunted by someone or something but I had to find another way out because for some reason I knew the entrance was blocked.
The last thing I remember is a snowy landscape surrounded by tall Gothic-style structures made of stone of the same color, then the alarm clock woke me up.
(Thankfully, thats probably the reason why I remember that dream so well.)
It definitely was one of my most vivid dreams ever, in fact it felt more real than reality. It was beautiful.
The strange thing is I usually only dream of things that interest me or tend to think about often, this does not include religious buildings, the 17th century or belief.
Though I still wish I had those photos, if they were real they'd be magnificent.
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- 15,119
- Melbourne
- ScottPuss20
- CheetahsMeow
It's weird when you know that you're dreaming in your dream...
- 34,949
- Indian Falls, NY
- slashfan7964
The sense of incredible danger and fear in a dream can be scarier than your waking life. It's intense.Had a dream today, I don't know why but I felt the need to write it down.
While hiking in an unknown forest I stumbled across an entrance to an old building buried underground, deep in the earth. I broke off vines and removed large boulders to make a hole just big enough for me to fit through. When I squeezed myself through I found myself on the top story of a huge cathedral, just under its roof, looking down at the nave which was at least 7 stories tall.
Even though it was hundred of meters under the surface somehow there was still enough light left to make the colorful church windows glow faintly, filling the whole building with dim light. The windows showed strange scenes which I could not interpret or do not remember anymore.
I remember the stone was dark-rusty-brown and covered with a layer of what seemed to be ash, when I touched it my hands turned black but strangely none was wiped off the surface of the stones. The air smelt stale, really old.
The whole structure was largely intact, the stairs and pillars where extremely over-the-top ornamented, I was overwhelmed by the beauty. Style was definitely Gothic, but there was no cross nor altar.
When walking around my feet dispersed the dust which then danced in the air, glittering in the faint glow of the windows. Instinctively I took my camera and started to make the best photos I've ever made, I remember every detail.
Suddenly I felt the sensation of great danger, the kind that makes the hair on your neck stand up and gives you cold shivers down your back. When I set the camera aside to look dozens of people materialized all around me with pale empty and serious faces, staring into nothingness. They were all completely silent and did not seem to notice me, they did not blink nor move, they just stared. They were all dressed in festive attire from the 17th century, but the clothes were worn and tattered and just as pale as their skin. The transition between skin and clothes was very smooth, it was hard to tell where the clothes ended and the skin began.
I remember I tried to flee because I was hunted by someone or something but I had to find another way out because for some reason I knew the entrance was blocked.
The last thing I remember is a snowy landscape surrounded by tall Gothic-style structures made of stone of the same color, then the alarm clock woke me up.
(Thankfully, thats probably the reason why I remember that dream so well.)
It definitely was one of my most vivid dreams ever, in fact it felt more real than reality. It was beautiful.
The strange thing is I usually only dream of things that interest me or tend to think about often, this does not include religious buildings, the 17th century or belief.
Though I still wish I had those photos, if they were real they'd be magnificent.
- 2,428
- England
- Lewis_Hamilton_
Absolutely. I have been in some mighty scary situations, but I have never felt the fear and helplessness I have had in some dreams, and the same goes for anger as well. The uncontrollable intensity of fear or anger feels unwordly, like something has possessed your body and there's nothing you can do about it, so terrifying that your remember those dreams for the rest of your life in full detail.
- 34,949
- Indian Falls, NY
- slashfan7964
Yup, I have definitely had those before.
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