One time I drempt that I was at this pool, and everyone I knew was in their swim suits putting goggles and iron boots from LoZ:Ocarina of Time and when I jumped in I saw that there was tons of tiny Pikachus floating around and everyone was playing with them.


... this was when I was younger when I was more into Pokemon and my brother was still regularly playing Legend of Zelda.

I've had lots of dreams where I'm on the brink of sleep and there are noises going on in the background and they play right in with my dream. For example just the other night I had a dream were I was fighting with a tank, and the tank would shoot at random. I woke up and realized that every time the tank had shot at me, my dad had coughed.

I had a falling dream once.
I grabbed onto a rope so I wouldn't fall...
I woke up with ropeburn.

weird-ass freudian sh*t, and no, it doesn't have do with my parents; the freak would just have a field-day picking at them tho (but he'd still say I want my mom... poor freud)

I had a falling dream too. I was in an airplane, and the front was open. Suddenly, the plane brakes (Don't ask me how), and I fall out the plane. weird thing was, when I woke up, I still felt I was falling.

I hate falling dreams. Only happens when I'm half-awake, er, half-asleep I should say. Anyways, two dreams:

I was some sorta hitman guy (not anything like Hitman from the game), and I drove into this parking lot? (There were these glowing barriers placed randomly, like you'd see in an arena in a game like UT, the only parking spaces were off to the side, and the whole place was surrounded by mountains) So I appear in front of the Mafia leader guy with a Desert Eagle in my holster and a single nun-chuck in my hand. This girl I used to hate walked by me and slapped me in the face. This girl I used to like walked by and never looked at me. Then a group of dudes all came out to kill me. I lost my gun, so I took my nun-chuck and attacked this old guy who also had one. They got tied together, and I kicked him and he died. Then this dude that on one in my school likes did a cartwheel at me with a scimitar but he got stuck in the wall, so I killed him. Then this dude I know started yelling "You can't watch rated R movies! You can't watch rated R movies!", so I repeatedly swung at his katana until he died. Then my short friend appeared, and I tied my nun-chuck chain around his neck and swung him around until he died (he screamed, it was sad). Then my vision got all blurry because this girly boy shot a dart at me with a foam dumbbell. I couldn't kill him because I woke up.

So I was at a beach or something like a beach house, and lots of junk happened that I don't remember. So I was with these people from my school near a concrete bunker, and we all ran to it and got inside. There was a massive building, kinda like the British Parliament building. So with me was some people my age and a German guy that took the appearance that I gave this guy at another forum. So everyone but me decided to run at it to destroy it. Then I was at the beach house again, and this girl was telling this crowd something that wasn't related to having sex, but somehow convinced them that we should have some. Then I woke up, before it could happen. I was pissed THE WHOLE DAMN DAY.

Complete white abyss with some weird floor.
But in the distance there's a door.
I go to the door, and open in, and walk inside.
It's a medium sized room, looks like a run-down warehouse.
There's a guy standing there.
"Wrong way, go back."
So I turn back, and when I get to the doorway...
He's got a knife in my throat.
It didn't hurt, but I was able to feel the part of the neck above the slit slide across the bottom part, lubricated by blood. Which I remember quite vividly. A very strange sensation.
I fall down, vision goes to black, hearing goes silent, and all is black
followed by
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP (alarm clock)

That's the only time I've died in a serious manner in a dream. In most others I just respawn or a whole new dream starts. And they're all instant.


Another dream, took place at my old house. There was a hill across the road there. In the dream, I look out the kitchen window, and there's a mountain with a ramp at the bottom instead of the little hill. And someone or something is skiing towards the ramp. Off the ramp, I see he's flying right at me, so I jump out of the way. Window shatters, and on the floor, there's a mummy there in a position that looks mangled and broken. But he just stands up with no difficulty, and starts apologizing about the window. He was late for a meeting or something, gave me a business card, and said that we would take care of it later. He walks briskly to the door, where he falls over, dead on the porch. The cats start to lick his body. I glance down at the card, which is now completely blank. As I start to finally think "Wait, what the ♥♥♥♥ is going on?" I wake up.


Around 3 AM, in the middle of summer, in the basement of my mom's house, me and my brother are sitting on the couch watching TV. I have a bag of doritos. I eat one, and they're stale, so I hand the bag to my brother, and then get up and walk to bed. Nothing to do, so I go to sleep, even though I'm not particularly tired yet. Exact same thing happens in my dream, only from the perspective of something precariously balanced on the ledge of the coffee table. When I go to sleep in the dream, I wake up, and go back to watching TV on the couch with my brother. At the moment, I didn't find the dream particularly interesting, I just saw it as a reminder that escape from the uneventful, boring, and apathetic parts of life is impossible.


I'm in a small rowboat in a vast ocean, at night, with the biggest and brightest moon you can imagine lighting up the clouds and its own tides.
Impatiently, I wake up, saying "♥♥♥♥ that"
My sister gave me a strange look.
And then I think I got up to go play Unreal Tournament or something.

Another time I had a lucid dream. It was activated by realizing what was going on in a otherwise uninteresting dream had already happened. Normally I wake up when that happens, but not that time. As for what I did, think something along the lines of the movie Crank, but where he has absolute control and power of, like, everything. I don't remember it too well, but it was awesome.

Odd dreams, though i could probably see the meaning in some.

I had a dream where me and and a bunch of people from my Gr 8 class were in an RPG or something, and I led a girl I paramoured to some places but i kept getting teleported away from her..

I used to get those as a child all the time. They were terrifying. Typically I would be thrown from a rollercoaster, fly ridiculously high into the sky, and then end up in the Water Park portion of my local theme park.

I would always wake up with my heart racing three times normal speed and in a cold sweat.

I also had recurring dreams where I was trying to outrun zombie hordes but for some reason could never run fast enough.

I also had reacurring dreams and they were pretty wierd.

It was when i was 8 or something, in my dream I would walk to my bathroom, there was a window and a towelrack in it. That was all. I walk up to the window which is pulsating slightly, and then two travelocity gnomes ask me if I liked the towel rack. (This part is wierd because it was like 5 years later that they started to use those gnomes in commercials.) All of a sudden the window sucks me out of the washroom and into my backyard where my mom was mowing the lawn. A helicopter then flyed over the trees and sucked me into the blades where I flew out at a very high velocity and hit a trampoline. I bounced off into the highest reaches of the atmosphere and I saw heaven, which turned out to be a giant chess board and god was the white king. I then flew back down to earth and landed on a railway. I was somehow tied up (as in that movie) and then the train came. For some reason though, Bowser from Paper Mario was driving it and there was an axe blade swinging underneath the train. Mario then flew out of nowhere and tackled him out of the train and then I woke up.

It took me so long to figure out what the hell was up with that dream.

Your mom did crack cocaine when she was pregnant, didn't she?

Back when I played runescape, I was somehow convinced that steel scimitars were the best weapons in the game.

I went to sleep, and I woke up in the middle of school campus. Every person in the school was there. Then the teachers came out, and they had crowbars. They started whacking everyone, and suddenly, there was a steel scimitar on the ground. Then I woke up.

Another

I was 2-3, and there was a neighbor that my family was really close to. Here's the dream.

I am at the neighbor's house, and I have a blanket around my shoulders and a blue plastic garden stick in my hand. There are 20-30 large blue spiders everywhere. Then I fight them. Runescape style. with the red damage circles.

ITT we make ♥♥♥♥ up and pretend it's a dream. I like some of the stories though, they're imaginative.

You people think the falling dreams are terrifying?

Hahaha, I think they are exillerating (sp?). The feeling of death looming so close of knowing it was right there, and you were going at it, and the feeling of falling... eh, I like those.


Weirdest dream - Everyone in IRC was at my house and we had a duel with swords, and thor had a thunder hammer, and I a scythe. Those were the only custom weapons. Well, everyone beat the hell out of everyone, and in the end, we all were on the ground dead. My mom came home, kicked my body, and told me to clean up the mess. Nah, j/k, made it up.

But as for a serious dream, I just had once recently that gave me the inspiration for a sweet new idea.

WOW, someone actually dreamt about me!

That's so ♥♥♥♥ epic!