I was angry at my sister before I went to bed, and actually quite hungry at the time. That night, I dreamt that she was a porkchop and that we cooked and ate her. I told her the next morning, and needless to say, she wouldn't talk to me for a while.
An interesting poll question, Dreams: we all dreams believe it or not! and for those who say they don't dream... it's because they don't recall their dreams.. it's natural to dream, and without dreams we will not be able to operate. Our mind & body is constantly working, alive and awake.. when we fall asleep the body falls asleep but the mind continues to operate.
There are many factors as of why some can recall their dreams better than others, and some who believe they don't dream at all. WE ALL DREAM, IT'S JUST THAT WE CAN'T REMEMBER IT...
Depending on your circumstances or if you are taking any form of drugs (legal/illegal) especially mind alternative drugs which can greatly affect on dreams.
This is a big topic, i don't wanna put my two sense in, cos i know someone will read this and think "what a load of b.s" everyone's entitled to believe what they want to believe, but it's probably better to believe in 'facts'.
Assuming polls never close because I've had this sitting in my messages for a while... I tend to have very strange dreams.
Like... once I discovered that Elton John (in his white jumpsuit) was the link between life and death, and the portal was through my childhood playhouse... He came out of the playhouse with a bright white light behind him, and he had a mic and everything. Circle of Life? Yeah. It has new meaning.
The best one, though:
I was at the bowling alley with my gym class, but the bowling alley somehow turned into some ancient videogame/ chutes and ladders maze, and we had to get to the very bottom in order to hide from some military force invading the Midwest. After terrifying leaps of faith onto moving objects and other precarious feats, we finally got to the basement and thought we'd be okay, but a "friend" of mine from highschool came down via elevator (go figure) and announced that the Nazis had invaded and we had to let them use the bowling alley as their headquarters for their dastardly deeds. She took me aside and told me that she had a plan to undermine them, but that she needed my help. ...Long story short, she wanted me to seduce Hitler, who was paying a personal visit to the bowling alley hq. It was no okay. But being adverse to genocide, I gave it a go, and one very Satine vs. Duke scene later, I look over Hilter's shoulder and see my friend standing there laughing, and I realize she was a Nazi the entire time as Hitler stabs and kills me... I woke up with my cat's paw in place of Hitler's knife.
I really don't remember dreams often now although I used to.
Weird, probably (this was when I was a kid) I had the same exact dream three times. It was in black and white and I was falling off a cliff, well the third time I had the dream I fell out of bed.
That was when I was maybe 7 or 8 years old and when I fell out of bed, that ended the dream if you want to call it that - it really wasn't a nightmare for the most part but the ending. I have no idea why, maybe a movie or something I read that influenced it. Strange.....
I don't know or think there is any correlation of happiness during waking hours and the thoughts that are beyond control.
One thing I always wanted to try but never have yet is to attempt to influence my dreams. It is possible and I was thinking that proper music and sounds during the REM period of sleep would do that. That's the time when we dream...but in general (probably that I'm not relaxed/or sleep relaxed) I don't remember my dreams. Or at least not often but you might want to consider experimentation some hours before sleep to see if you can alter subconscious thoughts.
i don't remember much, but i remember spending a day with david bowie, and he was dressed in his jareth clothes (from labyrinth). it was really weird... i think we went to lunch, and then he sang a concert for me. and then macavity showed up. i don't remember much else.
The big apartment buildings came alive and their windows were glowing red in the black blue darkness.. They were gathering, moving in masses for a purpose beyond comprehension, all as one single etnity yet all individual, radiating hatred and evil intelligence, humming and calling the others.. I guess it was a protest or a riot of some kind. Unconscious children were falling silently out of their windows. Formless traitors left marks written with blood in the darkness and the snow
It's one of the darkest dreams I've had in a while, very overwhelming and powerful.. Still can't shake the images and the fascination from my mind
I dreamed the other night that I hadnt been at work for many days, and when I woke up I felt awful and tried to remember when I had last been to my office and I realised that it HAD been days and felt awful until I realised that the reason was that I was at a different office for the week! I went back to sleep and had the dream/aftermath several more times before the morning.
I really hate to dream 'cause they all turn into NIGHTMARES.....and i always have to die to wake up. Say if I'm dreaming of princess unicorns (which I haven't done...yet), they will have to impale me to wake up! And they are all so vivid, real, and frightening, that it actually HURTS when I get stabbed, ripped open, etc.
My dreams are seriously strange and usually quite dark, but I enjoy them most of the time even they might cause madness in others.
However, I can recall one none too long ago where I was race car driving with Michael Jackson through a desert. That was pretty cool. I should also note that sunlight is extremely rare in my dreams but this one had a wonderful golden hue.
Hahaha... I'll tell you about my weirdest dream, and I promise you - it's really weird!
I dreamt that me and a friend were hanging out outside my house, wearing purple and green ballerina-costumes. We were around 10-11 years old and it was dark outside, and we should have gone to bed long time ago. Then, all of a sudden, when we stood in my aunts yard (she's my neighbor), this truck stoppes and a man rolls down the window. I think the truck was red. Anyhow; the man looks kind of normal, but he's wearing an odd hat with a picture of a bread (!) on it. Then he asks me in a nasty voice if I want him to slice my bread for me. He tells me he's an expert, and that he's the best bread-slicer around. All of a sudden my friend is gone, and I'm alone with the weird man. I'm afraid he's a pedophile, so I run. I fall, and then I wake up.
I dreamt this sooo long ago, but I still remember it. It was sooo weird!
I really have dreams that are pretty much benign in that they cover what is happening with my kids, how things are put together, pretty simple things in life, nothing too wild! Although I do rehash scary movies as if I am one of the characters, and having seen the movie, I can't change anything, I keep trying though! Kinda like being in a trap... don't like those kind of dreams, not one bit! YUCKY!!
If I could possibly describe my dreams in words, I certainly would xD I actually dream mostly in sound . . . which is not only hard to describe, but it makes it much harder for me to describe the actual dreams. Whoo!
Here's another one for you: I was at my uni and i was climbing these stairs that never seemed to end, and then I went to the bathroom, and my reflection was the old host of this Big Brother show over here, and then my reflection changed again into my male painting teacher.
It seems like every time I watch it I'll have a dream about Supernatural! It's crazy. In the dream that was a mix of Supernatural and House, Dean made me go hunting but I had to be into work early (at the hospital) with Doctor Chase so I told him I'd kill him if he made me late. He made me late..
Oooh. Ghost dreams are the best. Was it one from the show, or one created in your head? Dreams are so interesting.