I'm curious how often you guys dream and what you dream about. Post your dreams here, in detail.
I can't remember what I dreamed last night but a few nights ago I had a fun one. I only remember it partly though.
I was flying through some castle on a hill which was in some way also my old preschool. It was night and there were things trying to get me. I don't remember what they looked like, I only know that they were humanoid.
I was just flying around and dodging those things. It all seemed so logical at the time. Don't dreams always.
I just now realized that this might seem like a nightmare, but it wasn't. I don't think I experience nightmares the same way neurotypicals do. It may have been a bit grimm in my dream but I was flying. I like the feeling of freedom it gives me. If a genie gave me the guarantee that I'd be reborn as a bald eagle I'd off myself right now.
Detail? I dont know what coulor the things had, it's really unimportant!
Here is one of the best dreams I ever had (it was three, four days ago)
I played soccer with a good friend of mine and my dad in a building, like a school. After this, an elevater comes und in it, there is a hot woman. But she dont realise me.
So I catch her and kick her till she was dead. (4 kicks, not more!!!)
Her boyfriend was in the elevator too. He cuts my face with a knife (I have realy a scar at the left side in my face, but I have it for years now :))
I woke up in short gras between a highway.
And than I woke up really.
When I dream, I dont have feelings (like when I'm awake) I only "feel" the acion and ist great!
Last dream I remember was walking over empty lots where the historic houses we were trying to save in real life had been demolished in the dream. Need to get to work on that. (Took a break to get advice from political/creative writers and ended up here and on two other sites.)
A detailed dream. I was suspicious of one of my teachers in high school being a pedophile. He was too nice and fit the profile all to well. No one else thought anything of him, well because no one in my high school was like me. They all fell victim to his charm. If not a pedophile i suspected him of being a sociopath or serial killer. I trust my instincts as they are almost always right. His criminal record was squeaky clean, which i just thought was more suspicious. During class he would eye ball me the entire time as i would him. I think he knew i was aware of who he was, maybe because we were similar in some ways. The reason i dint care for him is because i believed he was a pedophile. As a teen pedophiles disgusted me because i saw them as weak and pathetic. To weak to manipulate an adult into a relationship. I took it as my goal to annoy my teacher. Mind you i didnt have solid proof but to me i dont have to. If it is fun for me i will do what i want regardless. During class i would often day dream about him brutally murdering a child. I would also dream about killing and studying him as my rat. Yesterday, i dreamt about following him to his house and killing him in the same fashion dexter does. I assume this dream occurred cause i was watching dexter and never forget my past. I remember events in my past very vividly with much detail.
Well, I don't dream that often. But when I do, it's crazy shit. :p
I dreamed I was looking up at the ceiling of a surgery room. A surgery room in which I saw the world growing tiny every second that passed. Someone was yelling something I don't quite remember. I couldn't look to the right, a shadowy figure was holding me down. My head was immovable, and all I could see is the ceiling. I let out a couple of hysterical "It's gonna fall!"; I suppose I was talking about my brain.
I heard the sound of an electric saw turning on. I just knew they were going for my head!
I struggle but there's nothing I could do. Then I just wake up. :p
A memory from the perspective of the present, also mixed with some TV drama xD.
That is a freaky story.
I had a nightmare last night. I woke myself up by screaming. I don't remember that dream. I had another last night. It was a friend's child who I hadn't seen for a while. I was talking to them and there parent came up. I couldn't look at the parent. It was strange because my mind aged the child.
Kind of like on those police things were they age missing children.