Dreams

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Post about your most recent dream.

I lived in a city that was a combination of Midgar and Zanarkand. Saddam Hussein lived in my garage with another person named Bo Go. He gave me weapons of mass destruction. I destroyed Midzanarkand. Cannons came out of nowhere and shot me until I fell asleep. I woke up surrounded by 1st Class SOLDIERs. I was going to fight them but I woke up before I could summon Bahamut. This is one of the strangest dreams I can remember.

Mummies.
The mummies in the pyramids were hiring and i went for a job interveiw, can't remember if i got the job though. Damn.

In dreams no pain may kiss the brow,
The Universal Dreamer rises up above his eartly burden,
High on a hill in El Dorado

(Cue music.)

I was looking at the sky but it wasn't the sky in the same way. It had a green nebula thrown across it like a painter who accendently tips over the paint bucket but creates a greater work with the accident. It was beautiful.

I once got shot in a dream. It hurt like **** even after I woke up.

All of the characters in my dreams represent different aspects of my psyche, my self.
There are frequently several men but only ever one woman.
(Am I a one-woman man?)
She is frequently represented by my (first) wife (I refuse to call her my ex-wife), though last time I remember she was represented by Kirsten Dunst.
My dreams are frequently very erotic in nature.
I often dream in gigantic proportions, buildings, landscapes, earthmovers, etc. Does this represent the vastness of my psyche, or the diminutive nature of my perspective?

This isn't my most recent one, but it's the strangest and most intense I've ever had:

There's a "perfect" family walking down the street; they all have blond hair, blue eyes, angelic features. Mom, dad, two kids and a baby. Dressed like they stepped out of the Sears catalogue.

Out of nowhere a car comes screaming around the corner and rams into them at full speed.

The screams of the people and the sound of the car intermingle as blood, gore, and severed limbs and heads spiral through the air in slow motion against a perfectly blue sky.

It was one of the times I've woken up screaming.

I honestly seem to never have nightmares.

That pretty weird considering I almost always remember my dreams.

I never have nightmares either. Unpleasent dreams, but not nightmares.

Everything in my dreams is a pleasure.

Even the time I got shot in a dream wasn't that bad. (I dreamt I was Roland Deschain the Last Gunslinger in Canto-No-Do-Rey or English field of roses.)

I hardly ever remember my dreams, but the last one I remember was a dream of going back to school and struggling with coursework. It's a regular topic of my dreams. Maybe I need more education.

Walking down a corridor. Long corridor. Very quiet. Get to the end and there are ten or so people. Biggest one turns around and i look at his face. But his face it isnt a face. Its blank. Completely blank. It points at me and laughs. It then grabs me by my throat and throws me against the wall. The others then crowd round me and start pointing and laughing. The big one starts hitting and kicking me. All the time the others are pointing and laughing. Laughing and pointing. The big one kicks me in the head and I wake up.

umm i have this nightmare pretty much every night and it freaks me out.

These nightmares are slowly getting more and more intense.

I had one where a T-rex was rampaging around town. I wisely decided to let it eat me so that the dream would end!

i dreamed i won the lotto, brought a ferrari and crashed it on the way out of the dealers yard. when he asked e if i was ok, i complained about the colour ans asked for another one.