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Strangest dreams you still remember
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And if the numbers were different, you wouldn't think a thing about it. Humans are so susceptible to the idea of being "special". I'm not saying you were trying to say something to convince us you were the golden child, hah, it has nothing to do with YOU. We only pay attention to the unlikely correlations in life and forget the BILLION non-correlations. I check the clock one-hundred times a day, yet when I see a certain four-digit number I always think "woah, I'm lucky" when in fact I just happen to be just about ready for lunch at that time and let's not forget the ninety-nine other numbers that I probably also see.
It's like firing a shotgun into a bowl of M&M's. "Woah I hit a blue one, just like my grandmothers dying words said I would!" *"Yeah, but the shot also spread and hit a red one, a yellow one and a green one, so the chances were not unlikely."
When a sports team loses a game, do they blame their god? I mean if he makes them win then that means he's at fault when they lose...right?
If I pray that I don't have an automobile accident and I don't, did something really respond to my prayers or did I just have another typical day wherein I don't crash and die? What if I did crash, would I use common sense and then understand that either a. there is nothing receiving my prayers or b. whatever is receiving my prayers doesn't give a damn? If I died I wouldn't be able to tell anybody that I prayed I wouldn't die, yet I did...so it leaves nothing to form a case against the idea...
Sorry, but "faith" really gets to me as the greatest negative aspect of being sentient beings. I don't really feel the tradeoff is worth it until such kinks are worked out of human existenceNo matter how far we come, somebody will always think the earth is flat.
Well, I don't think I was some kind of "golden child" or more special than anyone-- though the experience did cause me to re-think about the concept of coincidence and the like. In my dream, there was no indication which numbers on my Mom's ticket should be replaced with those I dreamt about. Also, the correct numbers could have just as easily been 2 and 26.
Despite that, I still think the coincidence of having this dream, with these numbers, at that time was highly unlikely. Almost too high for me to believe--but it happened. I've not had a dream like that since.
I understand where you are coming from--and that could very well be the case with me. However, damned if I'm not gonna buy a ticket if I ever have a dream about the lotto again!
I remember the kinds of phrases I'd only hear in dreams best.
Like:
"Have you seen my sandwich?"
"The turkey is under the bed."
"The pornstar is in the tree."
"He stole my mattresses!"
"The evil is in the bathroom."
Like:
"Have you seen my sandwich?"
"The turkey is under the bed."
"The pornstar is in the tree."
"He stole my mattresses!"
"The evil is in the bathroom."
A long time ago, I dreamed that the world was taken over by a supreme force, one not human, nor alien; it was Broccoli.
In this dream, the broccoli had total control of the world and were spreading a virus to turn people into vegetables. I was the only human to survive this virus and had to stop them.
I had to climb through vegetable steamers, work my way around giant barbeque flames and then I finally reached my grandmothers house, which was their base.
I got into the base, and realized that to kill them, I had to eat them. So I ate various disgusting vegetables until I ate the King Broccoli and the world was restored back to normal.
I was 8, O.K?
In this dream, the broccoli had total control of the world and were spreading a virus to turn people into vegetables. I was the only human to survive this virus and had to stop them.
I had to climb through vegetable steamers, work my way around giant barbeque flames and then I finally reached my grandmothers house, which was their base.
I got into the base, and realized that to kill them, I had to eat them. So I ate various disgusting vegetables until I ate the King Broccoli and the world was restored back to normal.
I was 8, O.K?
It's good to know Hannah-Barbera tuned into your brain to recycle your dreams as a plot for an episode of The PowerPuff Girls.
However, I must say, you should create an iPhone game about the experience. I can recall the way you described it as being like the Playstation/N64/GameBoy Toy Story games with the puzzles and challenges.
I expected at least ONE measly laugh in those games...note even a titter...dammit Disney, I expected more from you...at least before Hillary Duff.
However, I must say, you should create an iPhone game about the experience. I can recall the way you described it as being like the Playstation/N64/GameBoy Toy Story games with the puzzles and challenges.
I expected at least ONE measly laugh in those games...note even a titter...dammit Disney, I expected more from you...at least before Hillary Duff.
Nicotine patch dreams sound fun... if I put one on as a non-smoker just to see what they are like would it work?
Only dream I can think of is when I was 5 (12 years ago) and I was in the backyard and I was really into Blue's Clues so Steve (The dude with the green shirt) was there but he had Blue (who wasn't blue, but a mean looking dog) on a leesh but he released Blue onto me and Blue immediately attacked me and I climbed up a tree... Blue tried climbing but couldn't, so Steve kicked the tree and I fell all the way down (The feeling of falling down in a dream is so fricken weird) and Blue was attacking me some more and I rolled up into a ball and just took it... I remember at this time I really wanted to wake up but felt that I couldn't and my subconcious self was panicking because I couldn't wake up...
I then decided to get up and start running with Blue attacking me and bolt for the house, but the door was locked so squeezed into the area between the screen door and the actual door and shut it... I couldn't move an inch and Blue was still trying to attack me. Then Steve came over and opened the door to let Blue try and attack me some more and then I woke up.
I remember that dream almost perfectly and I had one very similar a couple times... I don't know where it came from.
Only dream I can think of is when I was 5 (12 years ago) and I was in the backyard and I was really into Blue's Clues so Steve (The dude with the green shirt) was there but he had Blue (who wasn't blue, but a mean looking dog) on a leesh but he released Blue onto me and Blue immediately attacked me and I climbed up a tree... Blue tried climbing but couldn't, so Steve kicked the tree and I fell all the way down (The feeling of falling down in a dream is so fricken weird) and Blue was attacking me some more and I rolled up into a ball and just took it... I remember at this time I really wanted to wake up but felt that I couldn't and my subconcious self was panicking because I couldn't wake up...
I then decided to get up and start running with Blue attacking me and bolt for the house, but the door was locked so squeezed into the area between the screen door and the actual door and shut it... I couldn't move an inch and Blue was still trying to attack me. Then Steve came over and opened the door to let Blue try and attack me some more and then I woke up.
I remember that dream almost perfectly and I had one very similar a couple times... I don't know where it came from.
I just had one of those "weird science" dreams. Mankind managed to develop technology that actually fold space (think origami). There was a team trying to save a city from a meteor shower. They origami folded a city, completely flat then placed a giant satellite dish (remember the 12 foot monsters from the eighties?) to absorb the meteor. Made absolutely no sense to me and it's MY dream.
In that same dream, they had technology that liquefied people, stored them in thermos for transports. When they arrived at their destination, the thermos where opened up and the person was poured out and took on human shape again. If they the thermos was damaged and some liquid lost, a whole persons still resulted... Only shorter.
Now I'm trying to remember what I had to for dinner. I want to get a similar dream again. I recall having some kind of mushrooms.
In that same dream, they had technology that liquefied people, stored them in thermos for transports. When they arrived at their destination, the thermos where opened up and the person was poured out and took on human shape again. If they the thermos was damaged and some liquid lost, a whole persons still resulted... Only shorter.
Now I'm trying to remember what I had to for dinner. I want to get a similar dream again. I recall having some kind of mushrooms.
As far as the strangest dream, I have many strange ones but the ones I had when I were a child freak me out the most. Once I dreamt that me and some boy my age were at a roller skating rink on skates out in the middle of the skating rink. And you know how you would hold hands and spin around in a circle? Well, we were doing that except it wasnt his hands i was holding...it was his dingding
Sorry guys, you asked for strangest.
Since I do have this book of dreams, Im gonna read some of your dreams and see what the book interprets it as...
My book of dreams has this to say about falling dreams:
Dreams of falling are common and often signify that the dreamer has over-achieved in some area, professional or emotional,in waking life.
The book of dreams says to dream of sharks denotes formidable enemies. To see a shark pursueing and attacking you denotes that unavoidable reverses may sink you into despondent foreboding. Probably wouldnt apply so much since the shark didnt actually get ya. lol
The book of dreams says to dream of kittens denotes that small troubles and vexations may pursue but if you befriend the kittens, you will overcome these worries. hmmm.
The book of dreams says alot about flying dreams-depends on how you were flying really but says to fly in a dream often signifies an attempt to rise above your conflicts and difficulties. Dreamers fly because they are anxious about finding themselves on the ground-flying often represents a flight from yourself.
I could not find anything about breathing underwater.
The book of dreams says to dream of floating denotes that you will victoriously overcome obstacles which are seemingly overwhelming you. That is pertaining to floating on water i think though. lol
Sorry guys, you asked for strangest.
Since I do have this book of dreams, Im gonna read some of your dreams and see what the book interprets it as...
I always have the same dream when I have a fever, ever since when I was a kid.
I'm in a subway station and a subway is coming, suddenly, I have this falling feeling into the tunnel.
My book of dreams has this to say about falling dreams:
Dreams of falling are common and often signify that the dreamer has over-achieved in some area, professional or emotional,in waking life.
I have the standard falling dream just like a lot of people, but insted of waking up before I hit I always wake up just after. I see my body slam into the ground and then begin to bounce, then with a jerk, I wake up.
My strangest childhood dream is me swimming in the ocean and a shark comes up to bite me. Just before it chomps down a copper statue of Abraham Lincoln floats by and shark mistakenly bites it instead. The metal shatters the sharks teeth and it quickly swims away wimpering just like in a cartoon.
Strange huh? I don't question it, I know it's messed up.
The book of dreams says to dream of sharks denotes formidable enemies. To see a shark pursueing and attacking you denotes that unavoidable reverses may sink you into despondent foreboding. Probably wouldnt apply so much since the shark didnt actually get ya. lol
7 kittens, each identical were running around my house. They all looked like a mini version of my orange cat
and acted just like him. They were so hard to catch though when it was time to lock them up for the night.
Now why will this not post? Maybe it will in safari
The book of dreams says to dream of kittens denotes that small troubles and vexations may pursue but if you befriend the kittens, you will overcome these worries. hmmm.
The book of dreams says alot about flying dreams-depends on how you were flying really but says to fly in a dream often signifies an attempt to rise above your conflicts and difficulties. Dreamers fly because they are anxious about finding themselves on the ground-flying often represents a flight from yourself.
I could not find anything about breathing underwater.
Those are great! I love the idea of putting the dreams into photographs too.
I've had a lot of weird dreams and some inspire me to talk in my sleep. Sometimes my husband asks me in the morning what I was dreaming about. One time he heard the words: "No more boys!" come out of my mouth in the most sad voice. What I was actually dreaming about was going to a little farm to buy a special breed of ducks that were coloured pink for girls and blue for boys. The little ducklings were adorable but just as I got there they sold the last boy. Not liking pink, I was very disappointed. Thus, "No more boys!
Yeah, I have no idea. Sometimes I dream utter filth, then other times I dream like a little kid.
I have one reoccurring thing in many of my dreams where I learned to float (not quite fly, sort of like swimming in mid air) to get away from danger. I've dreamt this since I can remember. When I was about 5 or 6 had to learn that dream skills don't adapt so well in reality when I tried to launch up from the sofa. Ah well, can't blame a girl for trying.
The book of dreams says to dream of floating denotes that you will victoriously overcome obstacles which are seemingly overwhelming you. That is pertaining to floating on water i think though. lol
Dreams are NOTHING more than our minds in the purest state of abstract thought. There are NO ties to the real world to limit what happens in a dream, which makes them beautiful and innocent. If you have innocent dreams, I believe you're a truly innocent person.
In a way, dreams are our only ties to childhood. The ability to imagine without boundaries is as a child sees the world every day.
Anyway, dreams are just our minds forming thoughts without somebody in charge. It's like an elementary school teacher leaving the classroom...oh hell!
Watch a teenager and a child play with Legos. The teenager will find some sort of reason and pattern behind it all, this is your brain when you're awake. The child pieces things together without much thought at all, and no shackles to reality. This is your brain asleep.
Then there are external triggers. Sounds, feelings and smells stimulate the brain and it throws them in the mix. The most active areas of the brain end up controlling the dream the most. I've had dreams about a certain phrase or word, then awaken to find out later that day that it was in fact a commercial I had never seen before. Psychic?! Nope, the commercial came on the TV at night in my sleep and slipped those thoughts into my mind.
Anybody that believes dreams are anything more than random firings of the brain is unrealistically wishing for a meaning in life.
In a way, dreams are our only ties to childhood. The ability to imagine without boundaries is as a child sees the world every day.
Anyway, dreams are just our minds forming thoughts without somebody in charge. It's like an elementary school teacher leaving the classroom...oh hell!
Watch a teenager and a child play with Legos. The teenager will find some sort of reason and pattern behind it all, this is your brain when you're awake. The child pieces things together without much thought at all, and no shackles to reality. This is your brain asleep.
Then there are external triggers. Sounds, feelings and smells stimulate the brain and it throws them in the mix. The most active areas of the brain end up controlling the dream the most. I've had dreams about a certain phrase or word, then awaken to find out later that day that it was in fact a commercial I had never seen before. Psychic?! Nope, the commercial came on the TV at night in my sleep and slipped those thoughts into my mind.
Anybody that believes dreams are anything more than random firings of the brain is unrealistically wishing for a meaning in life.
That sort of fits but I don't hold a lot of stock in dream books because who really has the authority to truly know something like that? (If you know what I mean.) Which leads me nicely onto...
I think that's probably true about abstract thought. However the part about innocence, not so much. Sometimes things are just random. E.g., my cutsie dream about coloured ducklings probably doesn't symbolize my innocence because I'm anything but. I wish I were but I am a product of a difficult existence and I cherish the simplicity I now have. I tend to think I just had a cute dream because my subconscious was feeling lighthearted at the time. Other times it's much more cruel and I dream unimaginably scary things. Luckily not too often any more. Coloured duckling dreams FTW!
I'm wandering through wide corridors colored in orange pastel and featuring odd contraptions along the way. Wide multi-door exits only lead to more of the same.
I figure it's from getting lost in a movie theatre and a museum or two when very very young.
I figure it's from getting lost in a movie theatre and a museum or two when very very young.
I was 10 and had been given general anesthesia and i had an extremely vivid dream.
I had gone back in time to the caveman era and some very weird stuff was happening and the doctor (who was treating me in real life) was there explaining stuff to me. It had weird cartoon style graphics (think Flintstones).
I had gone back in time to the caveman era and some very weird stuff was happening and the doctor (who was treating me in real life) was there explaining stuff to me. It had weird cartoon style graphics (think Flintstones).
Just woke up from this one (well an hour ago);
I was visiting my grandma at the old peoples home. My family and girlfriend were there, and so was a friend of mine. He just launched at me with a knife and said something about "this was always going to happen". There was a flash outside and everyone got knocked out.
I came to before everyone else. The whole building was okay and everyone was in this light blue goo as if it had filled the building, there wasn't a sound. Could still breathe though and swam around inspecting people. Everyone was still alive in the same area where they had been knocked out.
I couldn't look outside because my eyes were readjusting but it was very bright still. I tried to open a window but the goo had a thick skin around it. I tried to take my friends knife but he jolted and woke up! He said that we're waking up because the oxygen in the goo is running out. I pierced the skin and the whole building drained outside. People started to wake up.
My grandma (who is suffering from Alzheimers) was a few years younger and had regained her memory. Me and my girlfriend were stronger. The goo had regenerated us and made us stronger, more agile as if we had been working out during the sleep.
We headed outside into a wasteland. Nobody was sure how much time had passed. My friend said the knife was to cull people before the flash happened, so the protective goo would have more oxygen for the younger survivors, and then he left.
Large, collected pools of water had black sludge in them which stretched up where they joined onto blue/black orbs in the sky. These constructs jetted up into the clouds.
My grandparents decided to stay near the building and the younger folk headed off. Then I woke up
thats some trippy s**t! was there crystal meth in your toothpaste or something?