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No. 802 [Reply]

Have you guys ever met someone you look up to in a dream?

>get up

>look at table
>it's jordan peterson
>dimly aware that i'm dreaming but mostly stoked he's just there
>he smiles
>cut to another dream where i'm telling people about a dream i had where i met jordan peterson

Dreams are confusing.
Pic related (it's him)
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No.807

>>806 >>803

guys i did not make this tread for nazi related dreams i dont like where this is going

No.812

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>>803
>I met Adolf Hitler in a dream once.
Wait, you too? I actually had this dream once too, I'm pretty sure I wrote it in the dream general thread. Basically Hitler resurrected, and was giving a speech in a college about the evil jews and stuff, but nobody wanted to hear him, I spoke with him and asked him to tell me the truth about the joows.

I'm not kidding, that was my dream.

No.813

>>812
based

No.814

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>>813
Based on what?

No.959

Oh, looking back on this thread, I now know who JP is, I really like his Biblical series. Pretty interesting guy.



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No. 908 [Reply]

Sometimes when you're sleeping and you feel/hear something your brain makes it apart of your dream, ex your alarm clock goes off and your dream incorporates the noise into your fantasies.

Have you ever experienced this? If so what happened?

No.909

Sometimes the conversations of the people outside my rooms wake me up, and when I try to sleep again their conversations incorporate to my dreams, it's annoying and I hate when it happens, I can't really remember any right now, but I hate it.

No.910

>>908
My dad was yelling at my brother for interrupting him while he spoke… I had a dream Putin was in a car with someone and spoke in my dad's voice, saying it was very rude to interrupt.

No.911

>>908
I remember my father being implanted in the end of a dream I had many years ago because he was waking me up. It's the only actual part of the dream I remember clearly today.

No.946

One time, I heard my phone ringing. I woke up, grabbed my phone, but nothing, except immediately it rang with someone calling. I think maybe there's some subtle thing with the phone reacts to getting a call before explicitly ringing. I checked the call log, that was the first call. Maybe just coincidence.
Another time, I was out skiing, and then I heard my alarm. But I'm out skiing. So I must be dreaming. But I like skiing, so—alarm ringing and everything—I continue having fun in the dream. After probably half and hour in-dream (I'm aware that dream time or perceived time doesn't always coincide with real time), I figure I've had my fun, so I wake up. It's dark. The clock reads 2am. No alarm was set or went off.



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No. 725 [Reply]

I'm currently sick (fever, pain, etc) and I'm having really strange dreams but strangely realistic, I usually can tell apart a dream from reality, but when I'm sick or extremely tired my dreams a far more realistic and intense.

Let's share some Fever Dreams. I'll start, I recently dream about having a fight a with a person with whom I live, I can't remember the details, but he did something to me so in return I took a laptop from his room, apparently that was really important to me and he got upset, so he wanted to punish me, he and my mother grabbed me, they wanted to "mark" me, I can't remember what exactly was but I think they had a Tattoo machine and basically to make me a mark on my arm, I obviously put resistance and barely managed to escape, now I was hiding on my brother's room, I tried to sleep and the next morning I felt that horrible anxiety feeling, I went outside to try to occupy my mind in something different, I went for a bike ride for my town and found an old friend, and we were having a little chit chat, then I wake up, my head hurt a lot.

>“REM sleep is essential to temperature control, [and] fever suppresses REM,

I found this, that's probably why every time I have a fever dream my head hurts so much.
https://archive.fo/b2Zu8
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No.891

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I haven't fallen down with a fever for some time now but I remember that a lot of my fever dreams usually involve some oddly melancholic themes, but in a sweet sort of way. As far as I remember the last one was about me trying to run away from the world and chase the setting sun or something like that. I usually forget them as soon as I wake up, but a strange feeling of slight tension sticks around for a while still.

No.892

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>>726
im out for blood

No.893


No.906

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>>725
I always get my internal compass completely mixed up. I have to lift my leg in order to go underground, clipping through myself. I often awaken with my arms in the air and my head apparently in my chest and underground at the same time. It's such a fucked up feeling.

No.945




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No. 940 [Reply]

had a dream I was getting married to my second cousin once removed. technically not incest (legally, biblically, or biologically)

felt amazing to be married. felt amazing to be loved, and to have something to love/care about. then i woke up.

reality hit like a sack of shit. felt terribly depressed after awakening. im sick of being so alone.

No.941

its bc ur a frogposter

No.942

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I wish the major problem in my life was just loneliness. Someday you will grow out of the "tfw no gf" meme and you will realize how fucked up your life is and how it's too late to fix things.

No.943

>>942
there is nothing unfixable in life… and it is literally never too late to fix things.



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No. 326 [Reply]

Do you guys have any dreams that you remember a long time ago?
I remember trying to stay awake in the real world and suddenly the steel door from Jimmy Neutron's blast appear and I was back at my old school, essentially telling me that I failed in staying awake. It looked fairly normal and I remembered pushing a cart around until a decided to use the fire alarm. These blue, slightly technologically themed tale people appear out of lights and started to grab students and hug them towards their chests and I was one of them. My vision became blue static and thats when I woke up.
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No.398

I remember a weird dream from when I was like 3.

I was walking with this family that was friends with my mom (they used to watch me while she was at work). We were in this big city, and we decided to walk into some nondescript tall building. We see a snack machine right across the room from where we entered, so we all go there and get a snack.

The oldest son in the family looks inside the machine and suddenly yells "BOMB!" The machine responds with "here comes the bomb" in a robotic-sounding voice and starts counting down. So we hightail it out of there, but nothing actually blew up because I didn't really know what a bomb was back then. Instead, everything just went silent for a few seconds.

No.926

>>326
Not a dream but I remember I had found out what sleep paralysis was when i was 12, lied straight facing up like a soldier as to not move whatsoever, then after a little bit i started getting a blackout effect (the same kinda blackout if you stand up too fast or hold your breath for several seconds) and I saw the blackness as hands from behind me covering my eyes. I dont know why/how but I knew it was my mom. I snapped out right then n there and havent messed with slep parlysis ever since

No.927

I had a dream that I got my letter that I sent out to a soldier in Afghanistan in fourth grade back. I don't remember what I wrote, but I do remember that I had included a little bit of the Christmas tree we had in my letter.

No.928

I do remember many of them, but I can only recall them sometimes. I recall one of them now, it was about people becoming (voluntarily) whomps (those from Super Mario 64) because that way their life would be easier (according to them, to become a whomp all you had to do is to lay on the ground and stay immobile for some years), I was nervous because even family members were partaking on this. I called them out on their hedonism (surprisingly, since I should be like 10 at that time) and traveled through the galaxies (imagine like Mario Galaxy) to defeat the King Whomp, which I did. I don't remember what I did after that (if I did something), I just remember me, standing there, in that small, round planet, feeling the calm breeze caressing my face and that silence.
I also remember my first nightmare, which consisted in a monster from a mattress commercial that I saw appearing and eating an apple, and me being scared for my life.

No.929

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>>326
I was Batman…

Using my agility, (and grappling hook), I pulled myself into the crater of a volcano and landed unto a patch of stone in a kneeling position, my cape draped over my back. My hand clutched a Batarang hanging loosely off my side as my other hand put away the grappling hook I had used to enter.

I peered around the volcano, not sure what I was looking for. The volcano was glowing bright orange. Rocky patches like the one I had landed on basically formed a ring, at the centre of which was a large magma pool. Not two seconds after I had analyzed the terrain did I notice that the magma was growing large in the middle… It was not that all the lava was shooting up, rather, that the lava in the middle of the pool began to rise. It quickly formed into a 20 foot tall, 15 foot wide, absolute unit of a lava monster. (Pic related).

I instinctively swung my arm, sending the Batarang flying towards him. I don't know what I expected to happen. What actually did happen is that the Batarang simply melted into the metal. I experienced an, "Oh, shit," moment before I knew what the word "shit" meant.

I wasn't concerned for my life. I was Batman; Batman always wins. I knew in the end, things would be okay. But I had no idea how to reach that point. My only weapon was useless. The grappling hook only reached so far, so I couldn't just leave. There was no column to bring down, no secret reserve of water nearby, and no way to hurt this creature of pure flame that so adamantly wanted me dead.

He stared me down, knowing that at any moment, he could swing his massive arm at me and turn me into a well done Wuhan snack - fried Bat. I stared back, feeling tough and fair. The arm of justice was about to come down upon him. I felt the stress of knowing I was in for quite a fight, but not the stress of imminent doom.

I take this as proof that if I had stayed for the end of the dream, I would have survived somehow. I guess in the heat of battle, my brain couldn't rationalize a way out of this, but it KNEW I had to live, so the cognitive dissonance forced it to just abort mission and wake me up. I was 7 years old at the time and I still remember the dream vividly. So vividly, in fact, that I feel the need to write a fucking novella about it on dreamch. I'm 15 now…



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No. 904 [Reply]

This is a general thread to post your dreams for interpretation by fellow anons.
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No.918

I was in a truck next to a driver, he was hitchhiking me to somewhere. At one point through the city other trucks deceived him into making it a race. He goes pedal to the metal and crashes against someone else's car. He then runs away. He stops in a part of the city where a local day is being celebrated. I get mad at him for crashing that car, but not before I try some tacos that the locals made. I come across some old friends of mine and I just see that my house is next to me. We joke about how we can add manure to everything by just touching it. The sun felt as if it was setting, the sky was golden and the grass was green green, it always feels like that in most of my dreams

But before that I was in some polish office asking about citizenship. They told me I should have no issues if I'm born from poles, I tell them that's the matter. The room was old, most furniture was of old fragile wood that would break if pressured enough.

No.919

I just had the most vivid dream i think ive ever had, i remember falling and falling through different rooms that im familiar with. The feeling was so real i could feel the wind and that roller coaster gut feeling when you are falling too fast. Then i remember a childhood memory with my mom then i tried to wake up and go get a beer. I have that feeling of waking up and i realize im standing right at the fridge so i knew something was wrong, if i really woke up i would be in my bed so i look to the side and i see a good friend of mine. Then i really woke up. Crazy shit , my heart is still beating.

No.922

>>905
I am not an expert in dream interpretation, in fact this is my first time doing this, however the meaning of this dream seems quite literal to me, you just hate the way you're behaving. You yourself said:
>I know that's pretty sad
And for some reason I too, whenever faced with something I dislike in my dreams, either fight it or admit/accept it. I don't know if it's just coincidence or something common. Whether you learn to love yourself or change yourself is not up to me, it's up to you, but if you want my opinion I would humbly recommend the latter.

No.924

What do you guys think it's the meaning of these dreams where you aren't yourself but somebody that might or might not even exists, and in most case you have memories from that person.

No.925

>>924
I only believe in dream interpretation to a degree, I think there is a natural chaos to the thought process that manifests in very strange, seemingly nonsensical dreams. I think maybe as an empathic person you may put yourself well in the shoes of other people in your daily thought, and some representation of that may appear in a dream.

For example, the night before very tough interviews, I'll have stressful dreams about missing deadlines in high school, usually about fucking up a test. I don't think about high school day to day but in the context of how I'm feeling it makes sense.

Also, I'll have a good day and have a dream about being cooked alive, rolled in panko bread crumbs and seasoning, who knows



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No. 912 [Reply]

How does daydreaming go for you, /dr/? Do you just fantasise about some particular things and topics or do you get lost in your own mind and feelings to the point when you fall out of reality, but in the end, you cannot even phrase what you were dreaming about?

No.913

I maladaptively daydream about my favorite characters at the time. I feel much better inside my head than being present in reality. It's where i truly feel accepted, no matter what.

No.915

>>912
I daydream that I'm not a loser. But then start to feel depressed when I struggle so hard to ever get out of the slump I'm currently in. Life is suffering right now and I just want a small quality boost.

No.916

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>>913 (my reply)

I wanted to mention that daydreaming is a very comforting experience that I've been doing since I was a little kid. I'd make up friends who enjoyed my presence, or a person who could love me for me, and create the perfect scenarios where real world hinderances couldn't reach.

It's somewhat stereotypical… but the world of floating islands, sky whales, colors the human eyes can't see, vast plains and endless amounts of ocean all tweaked to absolute perfection is infinitely times better than real life. This is where I prefer to be whenever I don't have normal human things to do.

Everything in a daydream setting is perfectly controlled, absolutely safe and nothing can go wrong unless you make it so. It's why I love it so much. Whenever everything in real life becomes too much to handle, a softer and gentler world is waiting for me on the inside.

And when I'm ready, I can come back out again.

No.917

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>>915
>>916
I can relate to these in a way, but it's still a bit different for me. Most of the time I daydream not in order to run away from from reality, but in order to recreate and alter it in my own consciousness. I've tried doing a lot of things in my life but I've never been able to overcome reality's boredom and bleakness. Maybe I'm a coward for not trying something truly life-changing, but the fact is: life sucks. Daydreaming, even though for me it's usually substanceless, helps me to concetrate on my true vision and desires, chaotic and eminent, even when they are incompatiable with reality. So, in a way, for me it's also a part of self-reflection.

No.923

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>>912
I generally daydream about saving my crush from a terrorist or my school from a shooting or something. Like a really badass, Pulp Fiction-esque, "do you hear me mothafucker" beatdown. Then I'm the hero. Shit like this doesn't happen IRL all that often so it's nice to daydream. When I can, I'll carry a butterfly knife and pepper spray so that if I'm walking with friends and we do get mugged, I can do some tricks to intimidate the guy and then pepper spray him down (i dont wanna stab anyone, epecially not just to look cool).



No. 903 [Reply]

This is a thread to post your dreams and have other people try and figure out what it means.


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No. 720 [Reply]

What are the recurring themes/elements in your dreams?

>places I've been to, but mixed in a way that create new places, so I can't recognize them

>bridges
>trains
>driving
>flying (rare)
>time travel (e.g. have a limited amount of time to restore things)
>being late
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No.762

I used to dream a lot of bathrooms one to two years ago and probably still do, just that I don't write down my dreams right now.

No.799

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>schools, especially cafeterias and rows of lockers
>places I used to live
>malls, sometimes merging with schools
>houses with tons of staircases and usually one room at the very top
>vast underground complexes
>driving, or trying unsuccessfully to find my car
>systems of narrow, sometimes very steep dirt trails winding through the woods
>bathrooms (but only when I have to pee IRL)

No.879

>bathroom privacy, very long bathrooms and broken stall doors
>zombie cats, killing my pets, feeling regret seeing them limp around all bloodied and mangled
>rivers and swamps, boating around em, trying not to get ate by a crocodile
>being unprepared for calculus or biology finals
>cockroaches chasing me around dark rooms
>out of control cars driven by someone else

No.901

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My only repeating theme is my mother yelling at me. I don't know why, but every few dreams my mother appears randomly and starts critiquing what I'm doing. I feel like there's some Freudian bent to this because all her dream rants sound like her irl.

No.902

>being late (especially for things like trains, buses and vehicles that come only once)
>being naked for absolutely no reason
>a white cat called Chrona
>schools, classrooms and tests (being unprepared to take them)
>places that do not exist and heavy modifications of existing places
>open spaces (like cities, forests, hills) that I can freely explore
>running from something/someone dangerous and being pursued by them in those places
>traveling
>extremely large spaces like buildings, skyscrapers and underground complexes with relatively large rooms
>suicide, especially by jumping off of high places
>stopping time (related to the white cat)
>being unable to return to a place I was familiar with earlier in the dream, and sometimes being frustrated by that



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No. 894 [Reply]

It's always this type of dream that sticks with me.

I'm in a ghost town, but I recognize it as my home town. There's a railroad nearby, and it's the most vivid object in the dream. It's dusty, not much life, everything is made out of tin. People come out during the day but hide inside at night when the monsters (akin to a Closer in Silent Hill 3). It's always foggy at night. Sometimes me and a group of friends will go out exploring since I have no shelter at night. Always narrowly avoid being mauled by these creatures. Always ends with a trustworthy person admitting their a serial killer.

What's up with this?

No.895

Meant to say when the monsters come out. Sorry for the bad grammar.

Also this group of friends is nobody I know IRL. Just random people.

No.896

Also before anyone else does it: they're*

Please don't be mean, my hands are cold. :(



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