/dr/ - Dreams

Most recurring locations I see tend to be places I go to irl: my house, my school, ect.
Sometimes I have dreams in the same place with the same people, but with a different event occuring

The only specific one that comes to mind is my workplace. I've had two or three dreams where I spend the night there for some reason, and even have my own bed. I've had many dreams where I go shopping in different stores and malls.

wew it finally happened

I had fallen asleep on the couch after just having finished the 2001 cowboy bebop movie (It started out well enough but fell off towards the middle. overall I wouldn't recommend it) and some ice cream.

the dream took place in my house at night very dark, only a dim light was on in my kitchen which is where I was. I need to explain something really quick, IRL there is a facility relatively close to my home that works on airplane engines and when they test them you can here it for miles. It basically sounds like a normal airplane passing overhead but kinda different, its more rhythmic and it goes on for hours. It used to scare me as a child because I didn't know what it was.

So in the dream this sound was going but it was much much louder than it is in reality. I was a little on edge because of this and one of my dogs was also visibly frightened. My other dog was not present in the dream. The sound got louder and louder and now it sounded like a lawnmower was right outside my house. So that made me think there was someone mowing my lawn right out the window in front of me. I ducked down behind the kitchen counter so that he wouldn't be able to see me. I suddenly had a cup of boiling water in my hand to use to splash on him if he came in. I thought about going to get my gun but I didn't want to move and be seen.

Then I had a thought this man capturing me and my brother and brutally torturing us. We were tied up and hanging from a tree and he had those giant tree branch clippers and was cutting off our limbs. This scene was somewhat disturbing and gruesome but was not the nightmare part.

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Then I was back in the kitchen. The sound had moved off so I stood up to peek out the window and in the corner of the room, near the window where my dog was laying in his bed before, there was an 8-10 foot silhouette of a very muscular humanoid demon with wings and horns. It looked kinda like the included image but 1000x scarier. Also its wings were folded in not outstretched like the image. As soon as I stood up it started hastily walking towards me and closed the 20 foot distance between us almost instantly. When it got to me it reached it arms out and grabbed me and lifted me up by the neck. I was struggling to breath.

As soon as it got me the dream ended and I was thrown into this sort of semi-conscious limbo state, it was just blank greyness. I thought it was sleep paralysis at first because I couldn't move and kept trying too. I tried opening my eyes but I couldn't and didn't even have a body which led me to realize that it wasn't sleep paralysis but didn't know what it was. I kept struggling and trying to move and eventually it felt like I was moving. Soon after I woke up breathing heavily and trembling. It felt like I was there really long time but in reality it probably wasn't more than a few minutes.
Looking back on it now I guess it was a technically a lucid dream at that point but I just wasn't conscious enough to really take control of things

I hope this was a somewhat coherent read and apologize if it wasn't as I am not very good with my words.

All in all it was an interesting experience and wouldn't mind if it happened to me a bit more often. Obviously I don't want it to happen every night but maybe once a month or so.
Is it strange that I desire this? We humans enjoy a good spooking every now and then- if we didn't the horror genre wouldn't exist correct?

>>612
>>613
Very coherent, and a good read. I'm glad this finally happened for you. And by the sound of it, it really happened hard lmao. (And the sleep paralysis combo)

Being frightened releases endorphins which make us feel kind of good, alive. Especially for the unstimulated and sedentary, deviation from the norm via a shock really can put things in to perspective.

I hope you have more soon too ;)

For me, when I wanted nightmares, I got them.
Just make sure you want them, and you'll get them.

>>580
Scary movies, too much sugar, all the stuff your parents told you to avoid.
I don't get nightmares very often, but they are usually much more vivid than my regular dreams. And even when I do get them, it is even rarer that they will wake me up. I think the scariest dreams are when you attain a slight amount of lucidity, but not enough to gain control. Feeling like you've been pit against your own mind is a very scary feeling. I usually get it when I'm just drifting off.

Too many times anon. Their always so vivid it makes me incredibly disappointed to forget.

All the time. I like to feel sand between my feet, smell the ocean, smell drinks and food, anything.
On the opposite side of the spectrum, I once dreamt I was my pillow, and somehow I felt things. That wasn't realistic at all.

That kind of dream is why I still spend so much time on this site. I guess it's a fascination. Any other chan as inactive as this one I would have ditched long ago. But, since this one contains a lot of individuals who value dreams as much as me, I stick around.

>>640
Forewarnings of what?

Also that man looks like Benjamin Franklin and Dennis Quaid had a kid.

Some revised ministry stuff, wrote about it on /his/, so copypasta.

You have a monarch, raised and educated to be the most efficient ruler he can be, but instead of absolute power, all he gets is to be the head of the senate, of the nation, and to have a few extra votes in the senate.
Also, there would be ministers, who are appointed by the last ministers, based completely upon skill, and departments within those ministries.

Ministry of War; Departments of Police, Border Control, of Firefighting, and the Military.

Ministry of the Post, News, the Census, and Public Entertainment; Departments of Carriage Post(Mail delivered by carriage), Bird Post(Mail delivered by trained birds), the News(Weekly newspaper, with everything said by politicians, word-for-word, information released by the government, recent events, short-stories, puzzles, census data, Etc.), the Census(Makes censuses about everything imaginable), and Public Events(Circuses, plays, other organized public events, Etc.)

Ministry of Health, Education, Museums, and research; Departments of Health(Maintains hospital

>>632

Ministry of Health, Education, Museums, and research; Departments of Health(Maintains hospitals and clinics, one in each town), Education(Maintains schools, one in each town), Museums(Maintains museums, might just be one in each big city), and Research(Based in the National University, researches health, history, science, Etc.)

Ministry of Building and Maintaining(Builds and maintains everything built by the government, basically nation construction company); Departments of Roads, Sewers, Public & Government Buildings, and Inspecting.

Ministry of Foreign Affairs; Departments of [Every nation we have relations with]

Ministry of the Treasury and National Bank; Departments of the Treasury, and the National Bank(One in each town).

Ministry of the Courts; Department the Court(One in each town)

>>633
Oh, and change Ministry of Health, Education, Museums, and Research to Health, Education, Museums, Libraries, and Research and add a Department of Libraries.

OP here, recently been chewin' on an idea.
A radio show. Stay with me, now.
A radio show about a noir-style detective. Framed in his tapes. He'd record everything, from his ramblings while pacing, to his street interviews, to all his phone calls.
Episodic cases, probably two hours a week on some station.
Opening would be him pacing and rambling about something, just his footsteps, breath, and shirt buttons snapping as he does and undoes them.
Set in the year it airs, he doesn't really like modern conventions, but ends up doing a lot of internet searching off-air, since he can't get a ton of real work.
Became a detective after buying the office, making a website, Etc. on a drunken night.
There would be no description of him, but we'd gradually learn about how he looked through other's observations, like how he's missing half his right thumb(This comes from my grandfather, I thought it'd be an interesting addition.)
In the very end, his cassette recorder would be shot, and we wouldn't know whether he lived or died.
Now I'm just coming up with a few episodes.

What do you think? Would you tune in every week?

Lately I've been daydreaming about two things.
One, what I'd do if I could redo life by reincarnating as myself but younger. I'd fix many things, and learn so many arts and sciences.
The second would be what I'd do if I had some godlike regex powers.
%s/[:peoplewhomaketheworldworseonpurpose:]//g

>>627
Strange.

>>583
that sounds kind of scary anon. I haven't had a nice dream in months, but I think I'll sleep a lot more easily having quit my slave retail job.

I've had it happen, don't know that it means anything

Yes, I did. I killed my (not real) abusive father with a baseball bat and then drove off into the countryside with my (not real) little sister in his pickup truck.

>>455
Oh, I'm well aware. Looking at my relationship history, I can't help but only get romantically involved with someone after I've come to terms with the idea of their premature death. It sounds cynical, but the love here is so strong that it could very well destroy me even without her premature death, so I need to make sure I'm in a state where I can be there for others most of the time.

It's crazy, I've regained the fear of my own death because of her. I feel a reason to not die. It's incredible.

I still have dreams that I'm back in school, and it's usually miserable because school itself was miserable for me. However as of late my dreams have mostly taken different directions, being somehow video-game influenced or just straight up random or nonsensical.

For OP, if you're still having hospital dreams or dreams you don't like, maybe you could put some effort into learning to lucid dream? I've heard the control can be a great way to overcome fears and traumas, if only because when you face them head-on in a dream they tend to morph into something pleasant. I have yet to experience one yet, unfortunately, but once I do I plan on making some DC posts about it.

>>453
>>465
Good to hear you're doing better, man. You've had it really rough, when I hear stories from guys like you it makes me realize how easy I've had it.

>>453
Glad to hear you're better OP.
Best of luck to you.

>>531
Nice doggo

>>465
How are things, Anon? Have you forgotten about this place?

From my right side came two figures from the trees. One was a five or so foot figure slightly shorter than me, with a hunched back and ears like pitcher plants. He had someone/thing else with him; a "man" with a short, fat torso, and limbs that seemed atrophied dangling where you'd expect limbs to be. I could not see a head, only a black stump of burned flesh where one would be. He was dragged by his cohort by a rope tied across his fat chest. The hunched creature said they were paid to "deal with me", whatever that meant. I was stricken with paralysis and fell to the ground, then I woke up immediately.

Once awake, I splashed my face with water, drank some, and had a piece of French bread before returning to sleep. I was far too tired to go about my day.

The second dream was again, many quick vignettes of terribly uneasy memories. It felt around six hours total, with the final thirty minutes being back in the forest with the two creatures, just before I left them. I was walking down the small road again in a replay of my last dream. The same pitcher-eared creature walked up to me, dragging the other one behind him. He approached me in a much calmer fashion than before, getting close enough for me to see how terribly painful their physical afflictions must be. Here I realized that they were once something else. The pitcher-eared one said that they were paid more to protect me, and that someone outbid their services. They spoke as if knowing where we left off, and that we were going through the motions identically.

I woke up just as tired as I was, and didn't go back to sleep. The second dream had only been three hours.

I need to find a way to calm down my dreams. I'm so tired all the time.

That's all of it. Here's a good picture of pine barrens similar to those I walked through.

S-so, nobody?

a wandering dream

with outside unknown actors deciding whether you live or die

at the hands of seemingly monstrous others

but upon second inspection you realize they are in pain and may or may not have another choice of how to live

I typically interpret dreams by taking them back one or two levels of abstraction. Yours, while undoubtedly very personal and very emotional, is also somewhat understandable considering your condition.

Not that I "understand how you feel" because I absolutely do not, but I may have touched on a core "message" of the dream, if you believe them to have meaning, which I tend to do, because I often learn something about myself in the process of interpreting them.