/dr/ - Dreams

Heard it's best to use physical pen and paper. Act of writing better for memory retention and whatnot. What I do when I wake up is write a few keywords or important points about the dream. Later when I have time and I feel like it, I'll use the keywords I wrote down to remind myself of what went on in the dream.

>>216
I have been writing them down for this exact reason.

Lately my handwriting is stagnating (I'm a programmer don't have to do much) so I'm trying to improve it. I don't want to be an adult that writes like a teenager. I've been writing down my dreams and sending letters to older relatives in cursive. There has been some definite improvement over the months.

>>101
I am a traditional guy, i draw quite a lot (and haven't improved for a while ;_;) and first thing is trying to draw what i saw and at the same time write what happened, if the process was entirely digital until my pc boots, then photoshop loads and i plug in my tablet it would be all gone

>>101
Sometimes I remember my dreams enough to write them down, but I usually don't. At the moment I'm working on a comic based on my most recent dream. Since I'm a fairly shit artist, this'll be the first story idea that I actually make into a comic… I hope I manage it.

Damn OP, you're reminding me of my dream diary which I abandoned last year. I was really detailed with my entries and I was able to better remember my dreams as a result.

But then I got hung up over a single detail and I put it off because I'm lazy but refused to do any more entries until I perfected the original because I'm a perfectionist.

And os my diary is undone

>>238
nah

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gk_gIOSHviA

>>222
No not in all of them. Prolly 25-30% of them. I'm a gun enthusiast and own sevral guns too so that could have something to do with it.

Honestly I do have a problem with cumming too fast. Like I'm talking 1st nut in under 2 minutes usually and then it takes a while to get hard but once I do I'm usually solid. Idk if that's somewhat average or what, but it is more likely due to porn than weed I would think.

Does weed mess with your stamina or cause ED? I know cigarettes can and I still smoke those. I've never performed well until after the 2nd nut. Now that we are on the subject the dreams where I would be having sex I'd never get my rocks off or even penetrate sometimes. Now I usually do. Maybe it has something to do with sex, but I am now ashamed at my shallow dreams

>>225
I didn't realise that was a screenshot from tumblr………

>>225
It's alright anon we won't tell anyone

Weed kills dreams. Hell, it's one of the reasons I want to stop because I haven't had a good dream in a while.

I used to have really vivid dreams, sometimes it would be almost like a movie. Other times I would get weird geometric things or odd colors like a screen saver. Nowadays, nothing. It's pretty sad.

I knew I was in a bar on the west end of town because I'd been in it before. My dreamworld is incredibly stable, and back when I kept a more serious dream journal, I even went as far as to map out the layout of the local towns as my dreams filtered them, as well as maps of the same towns – they are quite divergent from what these places are IRL, but given how stable they were, over the years I've learned where everything is and how to get around, one of the reasons I no longer keep a stringent dream record, it's all fairly well developed in my head. It's afternoon and I begin to head eastward, walking down main, enjoying the scenery as I go, intending to see if one of my old oneitis girls is where I expect her to be. IRL I'm not particularly susceptible to oneitis at this point but, hey, it's a dream, and I can get in some pleasant feels while I'm here. In the continuity of my dreamworld (so continuous that when I was young I'd go to sleep and the dream would pick up where it left off on the night before), she's working for her family at a consignment shop but IRL she's a dental assistant with a kid married to an utter choad. In any case, she was there, as expected, and I made some small talk, asked if she wanted to go for a walk, etc. I make a point not to head north, as in the dreamscape that area of town is kind of weird, full of odd disappearances, lights in the sky, monster sightings (bigfoot and the like). She says sure, but first she wants to grab her little jackass yippie dog. So we start going back toward the west, past the high school which lets out some kind of dance and we make small talk with the siblings of people our age. We cut south toward her street and we get her dog. The sun is starting to get low in the horizon.

>>229
I hit suggest an alleyway now that we've got her mutt, and there's a fuckin' bobcat rooting around in the garbage. It sees us and immediately charges. It jumps, but low, low enough for me to start kicking at it. The thing latches on and starts biting and digging into my foot and lower leg. Luckily I'm able to kick the things head in after a bit of struggle, and I'm bleeding everywhere, she and the dog are flipping shit. I examine myself and while some of the wounds on my leg and foot are deep, no major arteries or veins have been punctured. I take off the button down I was wearing over my tshirt and tear it up to wrap the worst of the wounds, assure her I'm fine despite all the blood and we keep walking. This is when things get truly fucky.

We round out of the alleyway and I start to draw near a house which while fundamentally different from IRL, I understand to be a location that I knew to be haunted when I was young. I had friends that had lived in it and they relate that it had secret doors and hallways that you could access from cupboards and the like. Oneitis asks if I know who's living there now, and I reply yes. Now, I'd fundamentally avoided this spot in previous dreams as my weird dreams are weird enough without me going out of my way (for example chasing ufos under a very alien sky with more stars, different constellations, and visible gas giants, while tracking through utterly remote and rural areas full of backwater incestuous Lovecraftian families, you know, the usual). Anyhow, I said I knew who lived there, and did; I'd intuited it's the residence of one of my particularly bitter IRL enemies now. We start to draw near, and it's a three story brick affair, with boarded windows and large, like, garage style metal entrances that were closed. Now, this enemy of mine needs a bit of backstory but I'm wondering how to phrase things to preserve privacy. IRL I'm an initiate of Aleister Crowley's quasi-Freemasonic irregular occult fraternity Ordo Templi Orientis. Through this organization I'd met a dude who isn't a member but associates with a lot of people in it, and he's bad fucking news. All I can say is many, many years ago he was involved in a crime that got national, and probably international attention, and it involved a young child. I've been avoiding this guy IRL for a long time. He's scum.

>>230
So she gets nervous and starts telling me that people have started vanishing around town, and they heard weird shit coming from this place at night. That's when all hell breaks loose. The boarded windows shatter, wood and glass, which rains down on us. The vines crawling up it start to snake about. There are people inside, many people. The interior looks like something like an Elizabethan castle owned by a highly educated man – books, candle lighting, the whole nine yards. Maybe five or six people are visible, and each of them comes out of a window and literally levitates down to the ground. At this point people have started to come out of their houses to see what all the fuss is about; all of these folks look alike, and my enemy seems a number of years younger. They're all wearing somewhat modified regalia of the Cryptic Rite and Templar degrees of the York Rite. They begin performing a ritual which I could only construe as some sort of initiation for my foe, though as people start to gather around and yell I can't make out what's being said. My foe rises up a few feet off the ground and people start to back away, and in a flash of light both he and the members of his family vanish in a burst of light. The gathered crowd doesn't take kindly to this and starts to pelt the house with stones and whatever else they can find. It busts open one of the garage door looking enterences and inside I can see what looks like a gift shop, of all things, holding “God's Eyes” or those yarn things some of you may have made in church as a child, but which are actually a Native American (Specifically Huichol) convention used to mark and amplify zones of mystical power.

>>231
So, the crowd gets bored and disperses and my oneitis is utterly confused at this point, but I'm starting to think that I can use this time travel method to go forward, gather info about what the fuck just happened, and try to limit whatever sort of influence this dream version of my foe can have on the dreamscape. I tell her to run home and not come back to this place. We part ways and I start to jog back to the west end of town back to the bar. Unfortunately, as I'm sitting in the chair of the arcade game, I can't get the damn thing to work, and wonder if maybe it has to do with the make and model, year released or something like that. As I frantically try to replicate the sequence needed to initiate time travel, people start texing my IRL phone and I snap awake.

Interesting. 10/10 dream.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jJ8TnlNpatk

Anything by this man is a masterpiece

Dreams dealing with the workspace and daily occurrences are often just what they look like - there's no need to think too much about it, because as someone would've said "sometimes a cigar is just a cigar". Maybe you're troubled with recent happenings and feel like your coworkers or boss are being overly judgemental on you?

What kind of work environment do you have?

Every job I've ever had, good or bad has shown up in my dreams. I think because it's such a big part of your life whether you want it be or not

>>2
>It's not quite a nightmare, but it isn't very pleasant either.
Not yo hijack your thread, but that sentence just hit me. It describes so many of my dreams, these giant "things" that just sort-of are. If I were to describe most to people they'd come across sounding like nightmares, but they bascially aren't? Just, stressful or strange.

sounds like it's an expression of stress or anxiety, sort of like the classic "you have to do something in front of an audience but you're naked" type of dream, op. I've had those before.
You probably need to let yourself unwind at home a little more and do something to take care of whatever's especially stressful at work

>>196
This guys dedication (and dreams) are incredible…. And I couldn't be bothered to write a paragraph in notepad about my dreams

I like reading his dreams, but he is a very interesting person to read into anyways. His encyclopediadramatica article is real good, doesn't just exist to rip on him because he's never really done anything bad, he's surprisingly not autistic, his OCD just affects him to an almost surreal level.

>>96
It seems to be a way that we expressed our middle school type affection, ways we saw and were familiar with and the way we thought it was supposed to make us feel. Feeling love and attraction tangibly.

I had just one.
>pushing crates around
>woman in black cat suit jumps out of crate
>her butt brushes my crotch
>semen everywhere

never had one, am I missing out?

>>170
A little bit. Most people won't have a lot but it's cool to experience it once.

Stop masturbating for awhile, maybe edge a few times before bed.

10x better orgasm. Your mind makes it reap ;)

My first wet dream was also the first one where I went lucid. I think I was about 15 at the time.

>walking around in the local mall for whatever reason
>suddenly realize that I'm dreaming
>decide to start flying around the place, feels good man
>eventually think "hey, maybe I can have sex too while I'm here"
>fly over to one part of the mall and see this girl I liked at the time
>tall, blonde hair, nice hips, a little plump
>a couple years younger than me, but I still found her hot
>we just start fucking in the middle of the mall
>wake up right as I cum

>>126
Loved that movie along with The Never Ending Story and Labyrinth as a kid.

The thing about The Dark Crystal that stands out the most today when I re-watched the movie are the villains. They're just not your norm of the mill villains either, they are supposed to represent jews. Look at all the things that the skeksis represent and look at the things jews have been accussted and found guilty of throughout history.

Damn trip once you're and adult re-watching what is supposed to be a children's show.

>>85
Never seen that film. I'll have to give a view.

>>126
truly a classic with really strong metaphysic topics

there should be more like this

bump.

Anything else guys?

>>85
i have it on vhs. it really is a good comfy movie.

Does /dr/ like the Wizard of Oz?