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Widdi wrote:I have recurring nightmares about my teeth falling out.

Interesting. Are there more people with recurring nightmares? I have recurring nightmares about big dogs attacking me. I don't know if that's because I'm afraid of big dogs and that's what gives me those dreams... or if I'm afraid of big dogs because of those dreams... Had one this morning.

From Wikipedia:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucid_dream

A lucid dream is a dream in which the sleeper is aware that he or she is dreaming. When the dreamer is lucid, he or she can actively participate in and often manipulate the imaginary experiences in the dream environment. Lucid dreams can seem extremely real and vivid depending on a person's level of self-awareness during the lucid dream.[1]

The term was coined by the Dutch Psychiatrist and writer Frederik van Eeden (1860–1932).[2]

A lucid dream can begin in one of three ways. A dream-initiated lucid dream (DILD) starts as a normal dream, and the dreamer eventually concludes that he or she is dreaming, while a wake-initiated lucid dream (WILD) occurs when the dreamer goes from a normal waking state directly into a dream state with no apparent lapse in consciousness. A mnemonic-initiated lucid dream (MILD) can happen when the dreamer intentionally affirms to himself or herself that he or she will become lucid during the upcoming sleep. Reaching lucidity can sometimes occur due to dream-signs or spontaneously upon remembrance.

Lucid dreaming has been researched scientifically, and its existence is well established.[3][4]

Interesting. Never knew this. I used to have dreams where I thought I woke up, but didn't, and then later actually did wake up. (False awakening, which Wikipedia lists as a related phenomenon.) But nothing like lucid dreaming at all.

Goliath wrote:Are there more people with recurring nightmares?

I do.

Scarred4life wrote:

Goliath wrote:Are there more people with recurring nightmares?

I do.

Er... interesting. It would even be *more* interesting if you told a little more about it...

Myself, I've never had recurring dreams or nightmares- rarely any dreams at all. Interestingly, I did have a dream about my teeth falling out, and a dream about being naked not too far long back, which are both supposed to be signs of self-consciousness, which I'm currently struggling with.

Goliath wrote:Er... interesting. It would even be *more* interesting if you told a little more about it...

I guess I forgot to write the second half of my post

Well, my recurring nightmares are about me getting kidnapped and murdered. Guess I've been watching too many crime shows...

Scarred4life wrote:

Goliath wrote:Are there more people with recurring nightmares?

I do.

I used to. I don't know why they've stopped beyond not really having much to fear these days.

As a kid, I used to have fire dreams, maybe related to the house that was usually in the dreams. I guess it was one I lived at as a really young kid, and it had one of those floor heaters covered by a big vent

I've had dreams that were similarly themed (maybe related to playing video games in real life or watching violent movies), although always different in content, they usually about me fighting some evil person, creature, or group, without any effect.

I'm sure that dream analyzers would have a field day with these...

A.
It could be a group of faceless enemies (ninjas, banditos, or whatever), I am able to kill them easily enough, it's just that there are always more coming in.

-or-

B.
It is some super-powered person or creature, say I shoot him with hundreds of rounds from a machine gun and the bullets don't harm him. Maybe it's too big to fight, like something where I have a sword, but it's like a toothpick compared to the monster, etc.

One of my friends has recurring dreams about a couple of her friends staring at an object for a full day. First it was bananas, then brownies, then crayons, then bingo pieces.

I just woke up and here was my dream-

So, for God knows what reason, I was in the bathroom and the whole Pride Rock seemed to be in there with me. Scar from The Lion King was trying to get me to kill my father, Mufasa, with a spear. I said no, and I ran out of the bathroom into my room (which is adjacent to the bathroom) and kept locking the door waiting for Scar to come out (I should add that Scar was more of a The Lion King on B'way Scar, not animated film). When he walks out of the bathroom, he has a spear of his own now, and he keeps calling me "boy". When I see him make a turn into the garage (the door on the other side of the bathroom), I made a dash for the staircase and somehow got in the kitchen before he came bounding up.

Suddenly, there was a cosmic boom, and Scar, thank heavens, is vanquished. After that, I see Hades from Hercules walking up the steps, and I throw an egg yolk (:?) at him. That seems to do him in. Then, I notice my sister is lying on the couch, and my mother and other sister are trying to comfort her. Outside the windows, I first see yellow plasma light, which means some Greek God is out there. I pound at the windows trying to shoo them away, although I disrupt my sister's rest.

I stop pounding at the windows until I see the ghostly faces of the three fates and then I pound even harder at the windows, trying my hardest to get them to disappear. Eventually they do, and I sit back at my sister's side.

It's understood (but not stated) that my sister has made some hero's sacrifice (ala Hercules), and she's on the verge of death. Eventually, even more yellow light begins to appear, but it's a solemn moment, so I just let the light stay. Then outside, gorgeous yellow beams start flickering, and the score to Hercules plays. My sister sits out of bed to see it all, and for a second the music stops playing. Then, the lights go away- my sister lives.

Later, I go back downstairs where my room is, and just outside the door, I see the shadow of flickering blue plasma lights, very, very electric blue and beautiful. Somehow, I know this means Zeus is in my bedroom (funnily enough, not Disney's Zeus, unlike Hades, but a more classical figure), so I yell out the top of the stairs for my mother to come with me, because I'm a little bit scared.

She comes down, takes my hand, and before we enter the room, the electric blue lights are very visible and loud. But when we enter the room, the lights die out, and Zeus is gone. Upset, I tell my mother to wait outside the door to see if Zeus will come back, but alas, it doesn't happen. At that point, I think I cheer up comes I know that he at least came.

So, I start talking to my mom, saying she could go back upstairs but she says, "No, you have plenty to worry about."

Then I woke up.

You had me at the first sentence.

The dream to end all dreams is when you dream you're a toaster. An actual toaster that toasts bread and has different settings.

Trust me.

albert

Escapay wrote:The dream to end all dreams is when you dream you're a toaster. An actual toaster that toasts bread and has different settings.

Trust me.

albert

You're quite the brave little toaster for admitting this.

Scarred4life wrote:Well, my recurring nightmares are about me getting kidnapped and murdered. Guess I've been watching too many crime shows...

I think that's interesting. Have you been watching a lot of crime shows?

Wire Hanger wrote:

Escapay wrote:The dream to end all dreams is when you dream you're a toaster. An actual toaster that toasts bread and has different settings.

Trust me.

albert

You're quite the brave little toaster for admitting this.

Of all the modern electrical kitchen appliances, the toaster is by far the best. It's much better than the portable coffee grinder and knocks the socks off the electric whisk!

In this thread I actually talked about why being a toaster would be awesome...

• I've always wanted to be a toaster - Of all the kitchen appliances, I think the toaster would be the best one to be. Think about it, you're used often by people who love sandwiches, and if you're a good toaster, they'll treat you to a pop tart or something. And you're hot. A stove is hot too, but you gotta share your hotness with others. With a toaster, it's like one little hot thing sitting on the counter.

albert

@ UmbrellaFish:

Wow, what a weird dream! It was fun to read. Sometimes, I hvae those kinds of bizarre dreams as well, but I quickly forget them, as they're too detailed and complicated to remember.

One reason why I like some of the seemingly non-sensical songs of Bob Dylan so much, is that they're structured and told as dreams. The way you described your dream, is just like some of his songs. It's amazing to listen how accurate he captures that dream-feeling, in which one bizarre thing leads to another, totally unrelated absurd thing.

Bob Dylan's 115th Dream

I was riding on the Mayflower
When I thought I spied some land
I yelled for Captain Arab
I have yuh understand
Who came running to the deck
Said, “Boys, forget the whale
Look on over yonder
Cut the engines
Change the sail
Haul on the bowline”
We sang that melody
Like all tough sailors do
When they are far away at sea

“I think I’ll call it America”
I said as we hit land
I took a deep breath
I fell down, I could not stand
Captain Arab he started
Writing up some deeds
He said, “Let’s set up a fort
And start buying the place with beads”
Just then this cop comes down the street
Crazy as a loon
He throw us all in jail
For carryin’ harpoons

Ah me I busted out
Don’t even ask me how
I went to get some help
I walked by a Guernsey cow
Who directed me down
To the Bowery slums
Where people carried signs around
Saying, “Ban the bums”
I jumped right into line
Sayin’, “I hope that I’m not late”
When I realized I hadn’t eaten
For five days straight

I went into a restaurant
Lookin’ for the cook
I told them I was the editor
Of a famous etiquette book
The waitress he was handsome
He wore a powder blue cape
I ordered some suzette, I said
“Could you please make that crepe”
Just then the whole kitchen exploded
From boilin’ fat
Food was flying everywhere
And I left without my hat

Now, I didn’t mean to be nosy
But I went into a bank
To get some bail for Arab
And all the boys back in the tank
They asked me for some collateral
And I pulled down my pants
They threw me in the alley
When up comes this girl from France
Who invited me to her house
I went, but she had a friend
Who knocked me out
And robbed my boots
And I was on the street again

Well, I rapped upon a house
With the U.S. flag upon display
I said, “Could you help me out
I got some friends down the way”
The man says, “Get out of here
I’ll tear you limb from limb”
I said, “You know they refused Jesus, too”
He said, “You’re not Him
Get out of here before I break your bones
I ain’t your pop”
I decided to have him arrested
And I went looking for a cop

I ran right outside
And I hopped inside a cab
I went out the other door
This Englishman said, “Fab”
As he saw me leap a hot dog stand
And a chariot that stood
Parked across from a building
Advertising brotherhood
I ran right through the front door
Like a hobo sailor does
But it was just a funeral parlor
And the man asked me who I was

I repeated that my friends
Were all in jail, with a sigh
He gave me his card
He said, “Call me if they die”
I shook his hand and said goodbye
Ran out to the street
When a bowling ball came down the road
And knocked me off my feet
A pay phone was ringing
It just about blew my mind
When I picked it up and said hello
This foot came through the line

Well, by this time I was fed up
At tryin’ to make a stab
At bringin’ back any help
For my friends and Captain Arab
I decided to flip a coin
Like either heads or tails
Would let me know if I should go
Back to ship or back to jail
So I hocked my sailor suit
And I got a coin to flip
It came up tails
It rhymed with sails
So I made it back to the ship

Well, I got back and took
The parkin’ ticket off the mast
I was ripping it to shreds
When this coastguard boat went past
They asked me my name
And I said, “Captain Kidd”
They believed me but
They wanted to know
What exactly that I did
I said for the Pope of Eruke
I was employed
They let me go right away
They were very paranoid

Well, the last I heard of Arab
He was stuck on a whale
That was married to the deputy
Sheriff of the jail
But the funniest thing was
When I was leavin’ the bay
I saw three ships a-sailin’
They were all heading my way
I asked the captain what his name was
And how come he didn’t drive a truck
He said his name was Columbus
I just said, “Good luck”

Lazario wrote:I think that's interesting. Have you been watching a lot of crime shows?

Not overly so. About once or twice a week.

Okay, I had the weirdest dream last night. I'm gonna share it, but you're not allowed to laugh!

It started out with me being in my mother's bedroom (I don't know why) while I heard that a dear (former) friend of mine, whom I haven't seen or spoken to in five years) was downstairs. Instead of going downstairs to greet her, I kept talking to her from the first floor (the bedroom's door was open and she was standing at the stairs. Then she said she had to go and I said goodbye. I heard her leave. Suddenly.. jump-cut to the next scene where I'm standing right outside our house and I see her standing at the other end of the street. She runs toward me and we start hugging. This feels really good, as I've missed her terribly in my life.

Then we proceed to go back inside, using the back door. When we want to enter, walking through our kitchen, the mood starts to get frightening and dark. We see a big hamster who's eating everything that's in the fridge who looks at us as if he's threatnening us. (Hey, I said "don't laugh"!) The mood is similar to that scene in Lilo & Stitch, when Nani discovers that Stitch (of whom she at that point thinks is just an ordinary dog) is plundering the fridge. People who have seen the movie, will recognize the atmosphere. My friend takes me by the hand and guides me past the rodent and we flee up the stairs. When we're almost upstairs, and it has turned rather dark by this time, she turns to me (I was behind her) and whispers to me: "Her profession, her religion/ Her sin is her lifelessness". This is part of the lyrics of the Bob Dylan song 'Desolation Row'. I look at her, not understanding her, when I suddenly feel a hand grabbing my right leg. It starts to pull me down the stairs. I scream.

I wake up screaming. (And thinking I need to drink less before going to bed.)

I had the most intense nightmare/dream ever.

So I was in a haunted house with my friend Erica, when suddenly, we bump into one of my former friends that I have had alot of issues with in the past. We politely nod our heads and keep on walking. The dream flashes, and we are in a 'courtroom' (which was actually my school's gymnasium), and I'm being charged with attacking said former friend. My teacher sis the judge, I am my own lawyer, a group of faceless people are the jury, and my former friend is her lawyer. So she stands up, makes her case against me, and the jury are nodding their heads in agreement. I start to panic, because I think I'm going to be charged with a crime I didn't commit. So then I get up and make my case. I pull out Erica as my witness, saying I did not attack her. I pull out the tapes from the haunted house, which prove I didn't lay a hand on her. Then I made a whole speech about how I'm more trustworthy than her, because she's lied about serious topics in the past. I win the case, and the second the jury announces 'not guilty', I wake up.

So...

Are there any signs that any of you are in dreams (even if it isn't really a lucid dream?)

I've seen several instances in various media (TV shows, movies, etc.) where someone either realizes they are dreaming because of something, or prove that they are awake (because their dreams are different.)

For instance, I know in the Batman Animated Series, Bats was in a Scarecrow dream, and realized it because he couldn't read the newspaper. It was all like "Xxx xxxxxxxx xxxx xxxxx xxxxxxxxx xxxxx xxxx. Xxxx xxx xxxxxxx."

Also, in Oh God!, George Burns asked John Denver if he dreamed in color, implying that since the scene (and the rest of the movie) was in color, it was real.

Personally, I can read, see color, smell, taste, feel, hear, count, add (to an extent) and so on in dreams... I don't know that I do everything at once, especially smell and taste, I just notice them when there IS something to smell or taste. Of course, in real life, you may not notice your sense of smell or taste working if there is nothing to smell or taste... "Hmm, smell that 78.09% nitrogen, 20.95% oxygen, 0.93% argon, 0.038% carbon dioxide, and small amounts of other gases! The argon is particularly nice today!" -or- "Wow, my mouth tastes like spit right now, yummy!"

For me, math abilities (usually related to money?) seem to suffer the most, although they still seem correct in the dreams, it's just when I wake up later that I realize they are off.

Say I'm buying something - "Ok, that's 6 dollars? 1, 2, 4, 27, 13 - there you go!"

littlefuzzy wrote:Are there any signs that any of you are in dreams (even if it isn't really a lucid dream?)

I never know I'm dreaming. It's always so life-like.

littlefuzzy wrote:Personally, I can read, see color, smell, taste, feel, hear, count, add (to an extent) and so on in dreams...

Yeah, I can do all that too.