Preserved Topic: Alone in the dark (Nightmares =) (Page 1 of 3)

The poster has demanded we remove all his contributions, less he takes legal action.
We have done so.
Now Tyberius Prime expects him to start complaining that we removed his 'free speech' since this message will replace all of his posts, past and future.
Don't follow his example - seek real life help first.

I have a recurring dream that I've had since my childhood. We had a pond in our neighborhood that all the kids used to swim in. On occassion, we'd see a snake. Whoever saw it first would shout "snake" and everyone would get out and we'd go do something else. I have a horrid fear of snakes.
In my dream my age changes, sometimes I'm 7, sometimes I'm 15...it varies. But I'm always swimming alone...and I hear someone shout "snake" I rush to the shore...my legs dragging through the water very slowly, like thick mud...I get to the ponds edge and try to climb out...The edge is muddy. I slide back in. I look back...The snake is closing in. I finally pull myself out and start to try to run....I fall. Covered in mud, knees bleeding and caked with gravel, I look over my shoulder. The snake is on shore. He then takes another form. This is the foggiest part of the dream...Things in my dreams never have faces....it can be hard to tell if something is human or not...He seems human and he starts to run at me...I start crawling so fast that I am eventually standing and running and then
I wake up.
I get chased quite a bit in my nightmares. Often I am being chase down an endless stairwell....I'm running so fast that my legs just kind of fly out to my side and I am left just holding on to the banister as I slide/fly down....I fly a lot....

A dream I used to have a lot when I was a kid but thankfully not now . I am about 10 years old and I decide to go to my bedroom for a toy without turning on the lights. I get to my room, pick up the toy I want and then the hairs prick up on the back of my neck. I slowly turn around and there, in the doorway is a dark, blurred figure with one tiny red light where his eyes would be. Its him, it is the beast . . . . .




~We're not here for long, we're here for fun~

The poster has demanded we remove all his contributions, less he takes legal action.
We have done so.
Now Tyberius Prime expects him to start complaining that we removed his 'free speech' since this message will replace all of his posts, past and future.
Don't follow his example - seek real life help first.

When I was very young, I remember a recurring dream where I am in an unfamiliar house. I go into a room and there is a strange man dressed kind of like a clown. He has a wart on his arm and as I draw closer the wart suddenly grows into a huge scary monster while the clown man laughs maniacally. That's when I wake up.

When I was a little older I had another recurring dream and it was one that for a while I didn't know if it really happened or not. I would be sleeping in my room and wake up and have to go pee. I would walk into the bathroom very groggy with the only light coming from a small night light. I lift the toilet seat and begin to do my business. As I look up a pair of evil eyes belonging to the Beast suddenly appear and glare at me! So I react as one just horrified would... pissing all over everything. LOL!!!

The only recurring dream I have had since being graduated from college and working has been that I dream I never really finished my schooling. I will dream that I realize I was enrolled in several classes and had forgotten and now the finals are upon me and I'm totally unprepared. I *really* hated college and especially tests. You can't imagine the relief I feel when I wake up from that one and know that I'm finally finished with having to take them.

I also fly a lot. I'll run down the sidewalk, getting up some speed I guess, then launch into the air and soar around the neighborhood, skimming over houses and trees. Then I touch down and take off again...it's neat to dream of flying.

One dream that always stand out is one where I am on a hillside in warm sunmmertime, enjoying the breeze until...until I hear a screeching kind of noise, then...over the hilltop comes huge hairy legs followed by the body of an enormous tarantula! I run down the hill, shouting, "I won't hurt you! I won't hurt you!" but my legs feel like they're moving through thick molasses. The spider gets closer and closer then I wake up. Thank God! Once, the last time I dreamed this one, I eventually stopped running and the spider stopped too. I softly said, " It's ok, I won't hurt you." as I stroked the fur on its front legs. ~shivver~

I also have had dreams of entering dark spaces. One I open an attic crawl-space door and reach in to pull myself up, only to be stung or bitten by something! I wake up terrified and one of my arms is numb! lol!

The poster has demanded we remove all his contributions, less he takes legal action.
We have done so.
Now Tyberius Prime expects him to start complaining that we removed his 'free speech' since this message will replace all of his posts, past and future.
Don't follow his example - seek real life help first.

I've had a couple of weird dreams...

One night I dreamed that there were Gremlins chasing my family. We were in my dad's clothing store and there were lots of places for them to hide, they kept popping out of everything. The strangest thing about this dream is that I probably woke up from it about 4 or 5 times but everytime I went back to sleep the dream would just continue from where it left off. I've never had anything like that happen before or since.

The second one left me with the willies for days. Supposedly you should never be able to die in a dream, well, I did. We were walking on a dam and there was a fugitive loose in the area. As we walked up to the edge somone behind us yelled and as we turned around he shot me in the chest. I staggered back and fell over the edge of the damn onto the rocks below. I can remember laying there on the rocks with scenes of my life flashing before me, they slowly got more dim until eventually I felt my heart stop and things went dark. I woke up from that dream, jumped out of bed, looked at my chest, and seeing nothing there I let out a huge sigh of relief. I think that was the most realistic dream I've ever had.

Of course, there was the night I dreamed I was eating flannel cakes and when I woke up my pillow was gone.

when i sleep, i sleep... since my sleep schedule is about 14 hours sleeping after 50 hours awake... i usually have all my subconscious thoughts out by the time i go to bed

There is one that I had ever since I watched the cult classic Akira when I was about 5.

I dream that I'm a scientist (that's scary enough!), playing around with this orange goopish stuff. Alot of it is hazy, but somehow it starts to grow, and it grows and grows and grows until it engulfs the earth. People get swallowed up by it, and it holds you there, you can see, but you can't hear, or feel, or taste. And it slowly digests you (AKA: Sarlacc, Star Wars) over a long period, and it takes away everything that makes you you, until you just become a part of it, and it is all there is, and it is all that matters.

I had one dream that screwed me up real good for a day or two.

It happened about a two days after I just started going out with a new girlfriend. The dream started with me being chased down my street by police, being tacked to the ground and arrested. I get locked for several hours then I find myself in court. It turns out I'm on tiral for raping my new girlfriend. No matter what I say or do, no one can hear me. I can do nothing but sit their a watch the lies convict me. I get carried out of court in hand cuffs which is when I woke up.

Suffice to say, that dream scared the shit out of me. The relationship didn't last that long either. Everything just seemed too weird after that so I decided to end it.

Actually, you are dreaming about what you are thinking prior before you fall asleep. So when you are lying in bed, your thinking, and usually it's about something that happened that day or in relation to that week. So remember that when you go to sleep the next time. Think of someting positive! And no flying isn't a wet dream sorry. I've studied subconsiousness reactions before and flying is a fluent one although I don't normally fly in my dreams like I did in my childhood. It is really realistic isn't it though?

Ok now to my nightmares. I had a tornado expirience when I was 5 and living in tampa florida (yea, a tornado in florida, seriously) touching down in the CITY not the sub-devisions. I was with my mom when she was working in a skyscraper in which a 15 year old flew a plane into a few mounths ago. I have had nightmares about several tornados touching down near my home and closing in on me.

Very rarely I have apocolyptic dreams. Thats right, I dream of the end of the world. I have always had a fascination for the apocolypse. Even though I'm atheist, I like to read revelation. And I love to watch apocolyptic movies as well. I'll be dreaming that I am inside my house and then I walk out and the world is in ruins. They color scheme is a gradient of yellow and black. The clouds are a dark yellow and the sky is black. And everywhere I turn there are people with long black hair and black cloaks on. Like minions or druids of hell, walking around and killing life. Then I walk across the tormented plains and all around a black fire surrounds the land and withing the heart of that fire I see satan. His face is black as sack cloth (like in revelation) and his eyes as red as blood, and he has 4 horns, 2 near his ears rolling down and 2 slightly above his forehead pointions outward. And he is staring right at me. He too is in a black cloak but it is different from all the others, the end is incredibly long and drags corpses, demons, and souls as he walks. His nails are claws on his scaly hands and he raises fire everywhere around him. And he is coming right at me.

quote:

---

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream
-Edgar Allen Poe

---

edit: skaarjj you ass... ... what ubb codes?

[This message has been edited by InSiDeR (edited 06-02-2002).]

The poster has demanded we remove all his contributions, less he takes legal action.
We have done so.
Now Tyberius Prime expects him to start complaining that we removed his 'free speech' since this message will replace all of his posts, past and future.
Don't follow his example - seek real life help first.

Man I would like to help you out but I belong to one of the more reclusive groups of people that dont dream and no its not because I don't remember them. My brain doesnøt emit any alpha waves (or something) when I sleep so it's official. Do go on though Iøm always fascinated by other peoples dreams. It sounds like fun.

The poster has demanded we remove all his contributions, less he takes legal action.
We have done so.
Now Tyberius Prime expects him to start complaining that we removed his 'free speech' since this message will replace all of his posts, past and future.
Don't follow his example - seek real life help first.

quote:

---

Actually, you are dreaming about what you are thinking prior before you fall asleep. So when you are lying in bed, your thinking, and usually it's about something that happened that day or in relation to that week.

---

Not necessarily true. Dreams are more or less your brains interpretations of random firings of neurons during REM sleep. these "random" (not 100% random) are linking/strengthening of memories you've experienced throughout the day.. which is why it may seem like you're dreaming about what you're thinking prior to falling asleep, which isn't 100% correct. it isn't 100% wrong either though.

I feel sorry for you fatal, because dreams are one of the best thins you can have, and there is an operation where they add nerves and dendrites to your cerebrum so you can dream. But it is very expensive, 100k I believe.

The poster has demanded we remove all his contributions, less he takes legal action.
We have done so.
Now Tyberius Prime expects him to start complaining that we removed his 'free speech' since this message will replace all of his posts, past and future.
Don't follow his example - seek real life help first.

hmm..

you can't really add dendrites unless you add the axon, terminal buttons, soma, etc etc etc.. in other words a *complete* neuron.. this isn't a breast implant we're talking about here

is that really possible? i don't think you can add neurons to a brain. even if you did, would the brain accept them as part of itself and allow the network connections needed to transfer info among them with the other neurons already in place? hmm. interesting to say the least.

but its cosmetic surgery, so i'm still against it.

i'll be back later with an iteration of one of my dreams.. but i gotta run off to comp. sci. lecture right now

okey, here goes. needless to say, this one has always creeped and confused the living hell out of me

i'm in a large room, with cardboard boxes as walls.. and i start walking and walking and walking.. turning corners (i imagine it's a maze) so i'm walking around, looking up and down and around and here, there.. everywhere.. for something.. just looking.. so eventually i turn a corner, and i'm looking in a small area with boxes on ever side.. and there is somebody there.. it is usually a person that means a lot to me.. my mother, or one of my sisters.. my girlfriend (now ex-girlfriend...), or one of my friends.. so i'll find this person here.. and every person always says the same thing..

"I am but a figment of your thought - I once was here, but now am not."

and then the person slowly fades away.. everything suddenly feels heavy, and i drop to my hands and knees.. and stay in that position for a good five minutes, just breathing heavily. i finally pick myself up and turn around.. and i see the same person i had seen before, but transparent this time (sometimes with angel wings too).. and they say this..

"Those you hold close soon depart; that which you seek is within your heart."

and then i reach for the person but they disappear in a blue flash of light.. so i continue running around the maze of boxes, and finally find my way out of there, and end up in the middle of a forest.. when i see a wolf running at me and then i wake up with a scream in the back of my throat :\ it's a recurring dream too.. theres always a different person each time.. *sigh* it's really weird.

Holy, Fucking, Shit. Raptor thats the best dream I've heard yet! The creepy thing is that its a rucurring one, and its got poetry. Thats just creepy... Sounds like something out of a movie.

Anywayz, I was wondering. When you are dreaming (I am asking for an answere from anyone) do you see very detailed? Like a 256 colored gif or blurry or cartoonish like a 16 color gif, cause I can always tell my dreams apart from consious because they never appear like the way I see things when I am awake. They are distorted and not much detail within depth and such. Does this mean I can't imagine things like other people? Very rarely though I remember doing things and then I remember it was a dream. And I've had one dream that I can remember that I couldn't tell apart from consious untill I was awake. That was when I was 7 and I first saw freddy kreuger ...

Rap, that is pretty tight. Sonds like sometin is looken fer ya yah?

Izzy I swear if you don't lose that sig.... QUIT POSTING! ITS UGLY!

Insider: my dreams are usually pretty clear, sometimes clearer than life itself (then again, my life has always been hazy.. ANYWAYS) but i typically dream in color. if not, its like greyscale but tinted a color - usually yellow.. i remember one dream i had.. i was like.. 9? anyways (it gets weirder from here) i had dreamed that i was a pizza boy, and i had to deliver to this mafia gang's hideout.. so i hopped on my bike, biked over, and delivered the pizza like a good lil pizza boy on the way back though, i'm stopped by this gang (i assume they were enemies of the other one?) so they knock me off my bike, kick my ass for a good 3 minutes.. and here's the weird part..

they put a gun up to my armpit.. i can feel the cold metal as it sends shivers down my arm and side.. then i wake up.. to find that my arm is behind my head, with my armpit leaning against the metal of my bunk bed

izzy - yeah.. all i can really do is hope it doesn't find me. thats why i'm hiding in the asylum

[This message has been edited by Raptor (edited 02-19-2002).]

The poster has demanded we remove all his contributions, less he takes legal action.
We have done so.
Now Tyberius Prime expects him to start complaining that we removed his 'free speech' since this message will replace all of his posts, past and future.
Don't follow his example - seek real life help first.

I rarely have nightmares (a lot of my dreams are violent and disturbing but I'm rarely the victim!!) but the dream that scared me was a form of the Black Dog/hag/night terror/sleep paralysis which some people over the ages have interpreted as some kind of alien abduction/demonic attack (there was a very good program on it the other day). It only happened once but it left an impression.

I basically woke up to find a large Black Dog in the corner of my bed room (I have a largish Black Dog but this one was much larger and much more malevolent) but I was unable to move. In panic I woke up sweating with my heart pounding only to look over to the corner to find the Black Dog still there and I still couldn't move. I then woke up in panic and the dog had gone, I struggled out of bed but came over faint and collapsed on the floor only to wake up in panic in bed. This kept happening again and again Black Dog/fainting then waking in panic. Eventually I woke up to find the Black Dog was pinning me face down in the bed with its hands gripping my upper arms (it had changed into more of a Gigeresque Alien-type creature although I couldn't see its face - changing the whole thing into more of a Hag-like incident). I then kept waking and trying to escape and fainting and waking and being pinned by the Hag until I finally actually woke for real (heart pounding, soaked in sweat, actually out of breath) although it took a while for me to realise I was finally awake. I must have 'woken' about 15-20 times before actually coming around.

As an intereting footnote I found bruises on my upper arms where I was gripped by the Hag although the explanation is that one of my friends was giving me a few friendly punches in the pub or I was actually gripping my own arms in my sleep.

Although it was clearly a dream it has left me much more sympathetic to the claims of 'abductees' and it is clear that the experiences are part of a continuum. I certainly feel sorry for people who suffer from these kind of things on a regular basis and I could imagine such things would turn me into a basket case (esp. if it wasn't as obvious that it was a dream with the continual 'waking').

Emps

The poster has demanded we remove all his contributions, less he takes legal action.
We have done so.
Now Tyberius Prime expects him to start complaining that we removed his 'free speech' since this message will replace all of his posts, past and future.
Don't follow his example - seek real life help first.

Insyd... what sig? all 3 of em? When ever I start workin on my next one... and finishe it... you will have you wish.

InI: It was a very vivid and intense experience - and exhausting (I felt like I'd run a marathon). I think it is a real pity that the only people who take this kind of thing seriously are your more fringe hypnotic regression people where often the hypnotists expectations and reconceptions can influence and shape the emerging memories of the incident (hence abduction scenarios and satanic child abuse scares - although there are more factors involved). I think we'll only really get to the bottom of this kind of thing when it receives more study from well trained therapists and sleep disorder specialists (which is happening).

I would be interested to hear about your sister's dream.

Its suggested that quite a high proportion of people suffer from such waking dreams but usually don't remember them so watch out!!

Emps

I had a recurring dream when I was a kid...it has since passed but it still kinda creeps me out when I think about it.

(remember, in my dream I'm 7-10 yrs old)
...and I was being chased by two men, I don't know who they are or what they want with me. They are not in any way different or distiguished from any man one is likely to pass on the sidewalk, and they always looked the same...very clear features. I am running through the streets, screaming for help but nobody pays attention. I come to a water tower (a big blue one that is kind of a local landmark...passed it most days on my way to just about anywhere when I was a kid) and start climbing the ladder. They follow me up, and there is a walkway at the top that encircles the big dome. I run around the walkway, but the men are smarter. They split up so eventually one is on one side of me and the other on the other side. I flip out and jump over the guardrail, content to fall at least 35 meters to the street below. Just before I hit the pavement I notice I am about to be hit by a brown stationwagon flying down the street.

I always woke just before being hit by the car.

Scared the piss out of me many many times.

mobrul

i was waking up this morning, smashing my alarm clock, and it reminded me of one of the worst nightmares i've ever had while i was in high school..

i was laying in bed, sleeping.. and the alarm clock goes off.. so i turn it off, and get out of bed, and start running through my daily morning schedule.. shower, eat, and then i'm off to school.. so i arrive at school and sit down for my biology class..

then my alarm clock went off

[This message has been edited by Raptor (edited 02-19-2002).]

Well I had a dream as a kid... I had dreams that my family (father [mother lived in KY], sister, stepmother) and me were going to a move theater to see something, never new what wsa playing, or what kind. But there was always something in it that scared me and I would close my eyes when it came out, most of the time it was a giant spider, but when I closed my eyes, I could still see it as if my eyes were slit. And then I would put my hands over my eyes and I could still see it, as if my hands were just transparent. So then I turn around and the spider is everywhere I look, no matter what.

when i was small i used to dream in black and white, except for an occasional technicolor stereo surround sound dream, so realistic, but, within it, knowing that i am 'awake', at least becoming aware of that fact, as i grew older...the weird thing is, that i felt i was 'living' things that had already happened...had lots of deja vu when i was small and especially in high school, would see, do, hear, or say things i felt i or someone else had already said, like i had heard a particular phrase or conversation before...yeah, weird...now i dream exclusively in color....some so intense that i am wowed by the feelings, taste, smell, touch of it all... and the whole time my mind is aware of my body in bed, but my mind complete awake and alert....

I usually avoid certain topics, for one reason or another, such as the one on Afganistan, etc,and this happens to be on my avoid list..
but, Emps mentioned a dream that is similar to one i have, so here goes:
I have had a recurring dream for many years now, i just had it again last nite, no matter how much time passes since the last time, hmmmmm....
i am lying in bed asleep, and i suddenly become aware that a 'somebody/presence' is very close to me, though i cant see them( i know that it is the same 'person' in each visit); but i Know...my heart starts beating crazily, very fast, erratic. The reason? besides, knowing that thing is there? i am asleep. and within my slumber i have been awoken, my senses are on delta alert; i can 'see' my room, through my mind's eye because i know my real eyes are closed no matter how i try to open them; but i cant move! and i cant bring my body out of its 'sleep state'. i am horrified when i 'see' a blur of something with the semblance of a person dart across my imobile body holding me down, aware that i am trying to wake up...!
See, the thing knows it only has some power over me while i am asleep. and it enjoys the knowledge that i am aware of its presence and that i cant do much to protect myself against it at the moment....
it takes me awhile but i continue struggling to get my body to move until i finally do wake up....but, i am under some sort of haze, the kind u get when u have taken a sleep inducing medication, like when u r going into surgery, u fight falling asleep, and u know u awake, Finally!, but, ur eyelids so heavy, u try to hang on for dear life to keep awake, try to keep moving, as i turn on my bedside lamp, hoping the light will keep me from succumbing, but i cant resist. That is how i know it is not a dream. This is for real. i spend the next hours of the night fighting it, constantly trying to get my body awake, to keep out of the thing's grasp, my senses screaming bloody murder because MY MIND IS COMPLETELY AWARE of Everything!
the thing enjoys my fear, but, it has learned that i am becoming, through the years, less fearful, and more determined to not let it get the better of me. I fight now, fight to get my body to move, no matter how long it takes me to do so. i think it is like being in one of those cases where the person hospitalized for months, sometimes years, in which they are awake, truly, aware of everthing around them, but cannot move their bodies... that is what i can relate to...
anyways, i feel persercuted by this thing, entity, whatever u want to call it. it always happens in bed, always after midnight, always gone by 5am, weird huh? can remember it clearly, every detail, my thoughts at the time, the feelings of dread, of helplessness due to my inability to thwart its mental attack on me when i least expect it... my mind and body physically exhausted....
dream or something else? used to think it was a dream, now i just dont know....

MYSTIKA: Fascinating. In many ways that is scarily similar to my own dream - many parts of it are very familiar to me (that hazy, fainting feeling - exactly like when they put you under and the feeling of malevolence that you can nearly taste). I must say I'm sorry to hear that the dream recurs as that must be an ordeal (some people in the documentary I saw were afraid to go to sleep it happened so often). In cases like this there are often elements that seem to breach the divide between a dreamt experience and a physcial one and in some ways it is as vivid an experience as a 'real' one (if not more so - my memories of my dream are more intense those of an awful lot of events) with equal psychological impact.

Thanks for sharing (I know I thought quite a bit about posting about my dream too as it shares characteristics with some pretty 'unworldy' phenomena),

Emps

The poster has demanded we remove all his contributions, less he takes legal action.
We have done so.
Now Tyberius Prime expects him to start complaining that we removed his 'free speech' since this message will replace all of his posts, past and future.
Don't follow his example - seek real life help first.

You can't leave us hanging like that....bring it on

The poster has demanded we remove all his contributions, less he takes legal action.
We have done so.
Now Tyberius Prime expects him to start complaining that we removed his 'free speech' since this message will replace all of his posts, past and future.
Don't follow his example - seek real life help first.

InI: That certainly does sound spooky!!

Its interesting as there are some odd aspects to some of the evidence about these types of dreams - they affect nearly a whole village in Africa and 2 brothers (in Scotland I believe) had the same experience but only when they slept in one certain room. I suspect external factors may influence the timing/content of the dreams but who knows?

Emps

I think its facinating reading the posts, especially from users I've seen here over the last couple years, and for some reason I really believe what they are typing. For myself, I had some messed up dreams. Sometimes I'll dream of doing something stupid and illegal, and wake up just as the consiquenses are hitting me. Sometimes I'll dream of something that makes me happy, and I'll wake up happy and be in a relitively good mood all day. facinating huh? I wonder if scientists will ever learn the specifics with dreams and make tools to gather data. Most memorible for me is dreaming of absolutely nothing, and waking up feeling like I had no sleep, Like I layed down at night, woke up a second later with the sun out.

-------------icq-24001292------------

I had a nightmare last night and as soon as it woke me up, I wanted to chronicle it here. It wasn't complicated at all. I was in a vault of some government building which I think was the White House and I heard a terrible noise. Then over the intercom a clearly agitated voice said he thought the White House had sustained damage. Then another noise and the voice cried that biological *and* thermonuclear attack had occurred. I was utterly terrified at the news.

It was the first time I've had a nightmare in a very long while. I used to be terribly frightened of nuclear holocaust when I was in junior high school.

I believe I know what caused this episode. First of all, I've noticed that many of my nightmares coincide with me being either too hot or too cold in bed. Last night was unusually hot and I think this was partly my body's attempt at waking me up to remove some of the covers.

Second, I have been listening to an older album by Ultravox called Lament. The main song is about a couple who is dancing their last dance because nuclear destruction is iminent. One of the key lines to the song is that the "voice on the wireless cries again, it's over it's over!".

I can usually correlate most every dream I have to these kinds of stimuli. I wonder if another part of the reason was the fact that I had been reading about nightmares here recently... you never know.