What bizarre random dreams have you had recently?
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Can't remember most of last nights... But what I do remember was that I was running around some semi-collapsed building looking for people with encyclopedic knowledge. With each person I confronted had different information to tell. I awoke after knowing I could no longer gain futher access into the partly ruined building as the last person told me that the rest have been crushed!
WTF!?
WTF!?
Scousefella said:
Don't dream of having a pee, especially when on the top bunk. 
Strangely, I have frequent dreams about peeing in areas that are no where near a toilet - I awake with no toilet needed and feeling refreshed 
Joking aside... It seems quite common for me to have this kind of dream, but once I do wake, I actually don't need to go?
Other common dreams I get is pulling out my teeth, outside in the nip (dream streaker?), or having a massive open wound on any part of my body.
I have dreams relating to needing a s
t. Fortunately, I haven't yet sprayed the bed.
In my most recent dream, I needed the loo and every time I got sat down people would walk in or the toilet would become open (as if the walls fell down). I couldn't find anywhere private to go to the loo.
On a different note, I dreamt that my old company wanted me back last night. They made me a good offer.
In other dreams I have trouble driving. It's as if I can't brake in time and I reverse into things. I'm not the best driver in the world, but I'm not that bad in real life.
t. Fortunately, I haven't yet sprayed the bed.In my most recent dream, I needed the loo and every time I got sat down people would walk in or the toilet would become open (as if the walls fell down). I couldn't find anywhere private to go to the loo.
On a different note, I dreamt that my old company wanted me back last night. They made me a good offer.
In other dreams I have trouble driving. It's as if I can't brake in time and I reverse into things. I'm not the best driver in the world, but I'm not that bad in real life.
Ari said:
That's a bit freaky!!
I have dreams where I 'wake up' but really I'm still asleep and weird stuff happens.
I also occasionally get sleep paralysis. A couple of times I've woken up and my g/f was asleep with her arm draped over me. It felt like it weighed a ton and was trapping and suffocating me. I can't move and I try to call out but my voice won't work. I'm yelling inside but only a very quiet muffled noise comes out. Really horrible.
Luckily she's a very light sleeper and woke up.
I have dreams where I 'wake up' but really I'm still asleep and weird stuff happens.
I also occasionally get sleep paralysis. A couple of times I've woken up and my g/f was asleep with her arm draped over me. It felt like it weighed a ton and was trapping and suffocating me. I can't move and I try to call out but my voice won't work. I'm yelling inside but only a very quiet muffled noise comes out. Really horrible.
Luckily she's a very light sleeper and woke up.
it's scary stuff... The first time I had "sleep paralysis" it absolutely scared the st out of me! I've just woken from one.
I was walking the wide boulevards of some Latin American/Franco's Madrid capital city in the 1950's/60's. As I crossed the 8 lane zebra crossing, filled with old cars and yellow buses, a military crossing guard/policeman stopped traffic. He was dressed in a military uniform, all shiny boots and belts and a silly hat with feathers on the side. As I got to the last lane, an old Peugeot taxi tried to jump the red light and almost hit me. In the back of the cab was Gary Bushell, the old Sun columnist.
I made it to the stone galleria shopping center, very classy area. I walked into a swanky menswear shop and in the middle of all the expensive clothes was a MZ motorcycle display, all glitzty . These smokey old East German bikes were crap but surrounded by really high-end, MZ branded race leathers, t-shirts and helmets.
I asked to speak to the owner and one of the store's lackies pointed out of the window. "There he is, señor". And standing there was Gary Bushell.
I walked outside and shaking his hand said "Hello Baz" (who the hell is Baz???).
"Hello Dave, good to see ya. Fancy a coffee"?
So we went to a posh cafe with seats and tables on the plaza. At this point we were joined by a very unpleasant boat captain I used to work for. The waitress came over and served the coffee. She handed us the menus, which was a photo listing of beautiful Latina hookers in black tango or flamenco dresses, all very hot. As we chatted and goggled at these stunners, we picked the ones we eached fancied.
Just as we were leaving for a night of fun, the cute waitress ran over and grabbed my arm.
"Señor, be very careful. Those girls are very well known for their Sacada, they will steal your wallet while in embrace".
Then I bloody woke up.
I hope Gary/Baz had a goodnight out without me.
I was walking the wide boulevards of some Latin American/Franco's Madrid capital city in the 1950's/60's. As I crossed the 8 lane zebra crossing, filled with old cars and yellow buses, a military crossing guard/policeman stopped traffic. He was dressed in a military uniform, all shiny boots and belts and a silly hat with feathers on the side. As I got to the last lane, an old Peugeot taxi tried to jump the red light and almost hit me. In the back of the cab was Gary Bushell, the old Sun columnist.
I made it to the stone galleria shopping center, very classy area. I walked into a swanky menswear shop and in the middle of all the expensive clothes was a MZ motorcycle display, all glitzty . These smokey old East German bikes were crap but surrounded by really high-end, MZ branded race leathers, t-shirts and helmets.
I asked to speak to the owner and one of the store's lackies pointed out of the window. "There he is, señor". And standing there was Gary Bushell.
I walked outside and shaking his hand said "Hello Baz" (who the hell is Baz???).
"Hello Dave, good to see ya. Fancy a coffee"?
So we went to a posh cafe with seats and tables on the plaza. At this point we were joined by a very unpleasant boat captain I used to work for. The waitress came over and served the coffee. She handed us the menus, which was a photo listing of beautiful Latina hookers in black tango or flamenco dresses, all very hot. As we chatted and goggled at these stunners, we picked the ones we eached fancied.
Just as we were leaving for a night of fun, the cute waitress ran over and grabbed my arm.
"Señor, be very careful. Those girls are very well known for their Sacada, they will steal your wallet while in embrace".
Then I bloody woke up.
I hope Gary/Baz had a goodnight out without me.
I'm on a 3 month trip to Japan and broke the halfway barrier last weekend.
Irritatingly I've now started dreaming of flying home, had it 3 times so far this week. That's probably because I've got the itchy feet and want to get home to see the wife/family, sit in my underpants in my own house and go for a drive in the car (not all at the same time probably). The weird thing is that there's always something odd that happens in the dream like the plane lands at a random airport or there aren't proper seats in it. I'm guessing my brain just isn't wired up correctly.
Just under 5.5 weeks to go, it'll fly past won't it... won't it?
Irritatingly I've now started dreaming of flying home, had it 3 times so far this week. That's probably because I've got the itchy feet and want to get home to see the wife/family, sit in my underpants in my own house and go for a drive in the car (not all at the same time probably). The weird thing is that there's always something odd that happens in the dream like the plane lands at a random airport or there aren't proper seats in it. I'm guessing my brain just isn't wired up correctly.
Just under 5.5 weeks to go, it'll fly past won't it... won't it?
Had another cracker last night.
A TV station had managed to get hold of the new Star Wars film and was showing it before it came out at the cinema. The cinema companies were not happy.
More bizarrely, I was part of the film at one point and was in a large space station.
As soon as I woke up I tried to remember the film dialogue. I had forgotten it though. Bah!
A TV station had managed to get hold of the new Star Wars film and was showing it before it came out at the cinema. The cinema companies were not happy.
More bizarrely, I was part of the film at one point and was in a large space station.
As soon as I woke up I tried to remember the film dialogue. I had forgotten it though. Bah!
Never really dream myself, usually. But last night I dreamt I was in London (Trafalgar Square to be exact!) looking up at the sky to see two jets attack one of those Russian bear bombers. One explosion later and I can vividly remember watching it twist and fall to the ground. Took me a few minutes after awaking to figure out it was just a dream.
Amazing what plays on your mind without realising. Hopefully not a premonition mind
Amazing what plays on your mind without realising. Hopefully not a premonition mind
Last night, I was in my friends Carcoon air chamber, only my head was actually in the chamber with the rest of my body outside. There was an airtight seal around my neck. After a while I got the Benz like a deap sea diver, the difference in pressure between the inside and the outside made me faint, that's when I woke up.
MrMagoo said:
Never really dream myself, usually. But last night I dreamt I was in London (Trafalgar Square to be exact!) looking up at the sky to see two jets attack one of those Russian bear bombers. One explosion later and I can vividly remember watching it twist and fall to the ground. Took me a few minutes after awaking to figure out it was just a dream.
Amazing what plays on your mind without realising. Hopefully not a premonition mind
I used to have a recurring dream about witnessing an aircraft crash in to the ground, pretty graphic and awful it is too. I was brought up under the flight path in to Manchester Airport and blame it on that.Amazing what plays on your mind without realising. Hopefully not a premonition mind
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