Weird Dreams
Weird Dreams
Sometimes when I dream, it seems I don't know what I'm doing and I'm watching my self doing it. A bit disturbing. Now I'm often accompanied in these dreams by cats rubbing up against my legs with stiff tails and (I think) purring. The cats are definitely alive but for some reason have the appearance of being knitted from varying shades of green wool. The cats aren't threatening - rather the opposite, I'm not even a cat person.
I mean who thinks this stuff up, you think they'd get it right. Anyway these aren't so much nightmares, as just a bit uncomfortable. Usually the alarm-clock wakens me.
Anyone else have aregular pattern to their dreaming ?
I mean who thinks this stuff up, you think they'd get it right. Anyway these aren't so much nightmares, as just a bit uncomfortable. Usually the alarm-clock wakens me.
Anyone else have aregular pattern to their dreaming ?
Will
If it's smokin' it's cookin', when it's black it's done.
If it's smokin' it's cookin', when it's black it's done.
My regular pattern dream is about aliens. So your dream aint got nothin to my wierd dreams
In my dream I look up in the sky at the stars. I stay that way for a while, then all of the sudden the stars start moving. They start flying around and one in particular gets brighter, and closer, and closer, until it is hovering over my back yard. The rest of the dream changes, sometimes humans are rounded up and put in camps, other times I am being chased all over.
I'd take knitted kittens any day.
In my dream I look up in the sky at the stars. I stay that way for a while, then all of the sudden the stars start moving. They start flying around and one in particular gets brighter, and closer, and closer, until it is hovering over my back yard. The rest of the dream changes, sometimes humans are rounded up and put in camps, other times I am being chased all over.
I'd take knitted kittens any day.
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A doctor once told me that everyone dreams every night. You just don't remember most of them.
Thirty years ago I had a strange dream. It was very, very funny. It was so funny I woke myself up laughing. That had never happened to me before, nor since.
It was so funny, I got out of bed and wrote down what the dream was, so that I would recall such a humorous dream the next morning.
That morning I read what I had written down, and as I recall it said, "I step off the curb and cross the street."
What's so funny about that? I haven't any idea! But it sure was humorous at the time!
Thirty years ago I had a strange dream. It was very, very funny. It was so funny I woke myself up laughing. That had never happened to me before, nor since.
It was so funny, I got out of bed and wrote down what the dream was, so that I would recall such a humorous dream the next morning.
That morning I read what I had written down, and as I recall it said, "I step off the curb and cross the street."
What's so funny about that? I haven't any idea! But it sure was humorous at the time!
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I'm not sure - I think the stiff tails is a sort of contentment thing. The cats aren't going anywhere the seem to be companions or a comforting presence. They seem to turn up while I'm watching myself. Green wool - who knows - warm socks maybe? I'm not fond of cats although I don't really dislike them either.Timpac wrote:Any of the symbolism stand out to you in any way? Stiff tails you mention? Green wool? What are they accompanying you to? sounds interesting, so I ask
Will
If it's smokin' it's cookin', when it's black it's done.
If it's smokin' it's cookin', when it's black it's done.
I've experienced "lucid dreaming" a couple of times -- acheiving awareness that one is dreaming within a dream. I was having a classic "five minutes to class and just getting out of bed" dream, when I stopped and realized, "Since I'm dreaming all this anyway, I'll just dream that I'm already in class." Magically, the environment morphed into the classroom, but then the dream ended abruptly. Still, it was pretty cool for the moment it lasted.
Doug
I've had weird dreams from time to time, but they don't make any sense.
The most frightening ones are not when I myself an pursued or killed or whatever, but when I myself fear I have done something horrible...and when I wake it is a relief. Thankfully these do not happen often! I also hate the dreams where everything that can possibly go well for me does...only to wake up into reality. ....
But that's life.
John P.
The most frightening ones are not when I myself an pursued or killed or whatever, but when I myself fear I have done something horrible...and when I wake it is a relief. Thankfully these do not happen often! I also hate the dreams where everything that can possibly go well for me does...only to wake up into reality. ....
But that's life.
John P.
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I have a couple of recurring motifs to my dreams. The kind that fascinate me the most are mainly concerned with suddenly finding myself among huge aquarium tanks, with strange and disturbing inhabitants. These dreams clearly originated in a passage I read in a novel called "The Color out of Time" by Michael Shea, many years ago:
"It was a sensation one might have if, walking in a public aquarium between bright tanks on a sunny Sunday, he suddenly found the light growing less, the tanks vaster, dimmer, with ever more gigantic submarine brutes swooping near the glass. The way steepens, and narrows, and the gay crowd grows haggard, dark, becomes a throng of mad-eyed, infernal victims, while immense multibrachiate shapes - shell-encrusted, big as ships - boil and writhe against the puny glass."
"It was a sensation one might have if, walking in a public aquarium between bright tanks on a sunny Sunday, he suddenly found the light growing less, the tanks vaster, dimmer, with ever more gigantic submarine brutes swooping near the glass. The way steepens, and narrows, and the gay crowd grows haggard, dark, becomes a throng of mad-eyed, infernal victims, while immense multibrachiate shapes - shell-encrusted, big as ships - boil and writhe against the puny glass."
Jim
Are you sure it's a dream, and you weren't abducted by these aliens?ssilcox wrote:My regular pattern dream is about aliens. So your dream aint got nothin to my wierd dreams
In my dream I look up in the sky at the stars. I stay that way for a while, then all of the sudden the stars start moving. They start flying around and one in particular gets brighter, and closer, and closer, until it is hovering over my back yard. The rest of the dream changes, sometimes humans are rounded up and put in camps, other times I am being chased all over.
I'd take knitted kittens any day.
Are you sure it's a dream, and you weren't abducted by these aliens?ssilcox wrote:My regular pattern dream is about aliens. So your dream aint got nothin to my wierd dreams
In my dream I look up in the sky at the stars. I stay that way for a while, then all of the sudden the stars start moving. They start flying around and one in particular gets brighter, and closer, and closer, until it is hovering over my back yard. The rest of the dream changes, sometimes humans are rounded up and put in camps, other times I am being chased all over.
I'd take knitted kittens any day.
I have not done this since I had kids, but before that, I would lucid dream all the time. And every time, I would do the same thing: take to the sky.DEF wrote:I've experienced "lucid dreaming" a couple of times -- achieving awareness that one is dreaming within a dream.
I know exactly what it would be like to fly.
I would use the World Trade Center as a landmark for being back in the NY area. I'm not sure why I'm sharing this.
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That seems to be my experience the few times I've achieved lucid dreaming.DEF wrote:I've experienced "lucid dreaming" a couple of times -- acheiving awareness that one is dreaming within a dream. I was having a classic "five minutes to class and just getting out of bed" dream, when I stopped and realized, "Since I'm dreaming all this anyway, I'll just dream that I'm already in class." Magically, the environment morphed into the classroom, but then the dream ended abruptly. Still, it was pretty cool for the moment it lasted.
Something about forcing my will onto the dream pattern always seems to break it. Not only does the dream end but it usually wakes me up.
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