/dr/ - Dreams

>>547
I hope you use your good standing to try and help your nation. Brain-drain is why it takes so long for third-world countries to improve.
>>646
>Capitalism, statism, religion, and family.
Sounds like you're just blaming other things instead of the real problem: yourself. You can only improve yourself when you recognize what is wrong.
>>546
Well, I'd really like to be the king of my own nation, or a great adventurer, or a genius scientist, you know, all the things I'd daydream about when I was a kid. But they're unrealistic. And, since I started growing up, the fantastic in my dreams has declined. Now, I only daydream about a few things.
1: Systems. Systems of many different things. Like, I make up my own government for a fictional nation, or a own language. Usually without a ton of actual story. Just world-building.
2: Stories. Now, while the grandiosity in my dreams has dwindled, a bit is still there. And some of these stories aren't even that grandiose. But the difference between these stories and the ones of my youth is that these never involve me. Always a character who's separate from myself.
3: A mundane life. These are the only dreams I can really have with myself as the main character, anymore. And they go pretty much the same. Get out of NEETdom, get a job, an apartment, I spend some time imagining what the apartment would look like, Etc., then they diverge, a bit. Most, here, just end in me wallowing in alcohol and killing myself. But why is that? These are my dreams. They're supposed to make me happy. Why do I kill myself, even in them? I don't know. Now, some end in me becoming a hermit, building a cabin out in the woods of Maine, or somewhere, near a great forest, and a beautiful cliff by the sea, with a cold sand beach down at the bottom. Basically, I imagine myself living in my dream area. Then, in some of them, when I'm feeling really good, I imagine a woman coming into my life. I'm not often able to dream of women, because my self-inserting dreams tend to be more realistic, and I can't imagine a woman ever caring about me, but sometimes, I'm just feeling good. I marry her, raise a family, we move to Maine.
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>>647
>Sounds like you're just blaming other things instead of the real problem: yourself.
No, I'm a motivated and intelligent person, and I'd do many good things in life if I wasn't prohibited from doing so.
>You can only improve yourself when you recognize what is wrong.
Correct. I believe in the power of the individual, and see that many groups work together to make individuals suffer rather than thrive.

my friend is trying to lose weight and I'm supporting him by mocking him.

I wish to visit a tundral, mountainous place like in this picture, but there's no way to do it because of my declining condition, so I will read and fantasize about it instead.

>What do you wish to achieve?
I'm not sure anymore. I feel as though I'm searching for something, but what it is I'm uncertain of.
>How do you plan to reach your goals?
Right now I simply need to go to college and finish my education. After that, get money and see where it takes me. Anywhere is better than nowhere.
>What have you done so far to succeed?
After having fallen a far distance cleaning the house is an accomplishment in and of itself. Soon I'll making attempts to fix everything I've fucked up.
>What's keeping you down or what obstacles do you see in your path?
Lack of purpose, I suppose. Or maybe it's a lack of motivation. Life is strange after all, and it can be hard to find such things. In either case, I wish all of you anons luck in finding what you're searching for as well.

And the most recent one, apparently I had a reminiscence of a dream I had before about some sort of "game", that memory is probably just 'fabricated' by the dream but I'm not entirely sure, it took place on my childhood house so that makes me believe it could be a real memory, but whatever.

This was the sequel to that dream apparently, it was some sort of RTS game but it took place in real life, the map was my Grandmother's house, and the players were my cousin, some sort of cyborg guy, a guy I barely can remember and I, it seemed pretty much like AoE, but the difference was the technology, apparently it had nanomachines or that kind of cyborg stuff, anyway, what's interesting about this dream is that often people will come to my house, in last dream was a burglar, I was planning to deliver him to the police, so I went to the station, told them, bla bla bla, the game me some money and food for some reason. The same night the burglar approached me and told me how he was betrayed by everyone he knew, I felt sympathy for the guy and gave him the food, in the end I didn't deliver him to the police and he left my house but became a 'friend'.

This time there was this girl who lived in the streets and apparently she was really dangerous, so I went to the station, bla bla bla, the police this time were a bunch of assholes btw, gave me little money and food to bait the girl, I ended up giving the food to other guy, some sort of sultan, and now he suspected I wanted to deliver him to the police, then I woke up and my head was hurting a lot again.

Going shopping. Small stores and shopping malls. I've had so many dreams where I do that. I'm not sure I've ever bought anything though. Another is being in public in my underwear or otherwise under-dressed and being uncertain whether it's socially acceptable or not.

>>720
I seem to always find myself working in a fast-food establishment of sorts, usually under a great deal of pressure

My dreams repeat, not over nights but within themselves with slight changes. I also tend to feel a strong sense of deja vu the second time around so I'm aware in some sense (I feel deja vus very often in day to day life)

Like I'll experience a scene with my parents, talking or similiar, something else happens and then I somehow go back into talking with my parents again.
Sometimes it seems that I'm aware of it and I noticed more than once that my dream self said something along the lines of "I wanna see that again" or "I need to repeat that". Like studying.

This one's pretty weird, and doesn't really seem scary, but it scared the shit out of me and made me wake up at 3 in the morning.
>Am in some irish marching band for some reason (I'm not even irish, I'm a spic)
>Band takes a detour into a Jewel Osco (a lot of my dreams involve me going into grocery stores now that I think about it)
>Inside looks more like a well lit Tony's or something of the sort
>There's a gym in the Jewel
>We jog around the gym for no reason at all
>There's a oldass mexican looking cowboy, weird gait and generally very twitchy, huge ass hat
>Stutters when talking, isn't talking spanish, but not english either, sorta sounds crazy and talks gibberish
>Gives me a mangy blue sweater, and says it's mine (fucked if I knew how I understood him)
>walk alone for a bit
>now the grocery store looks more like a bodega/more grimy and dark
>It's also gotten a lot bigger
>look inside the pockets of the sweater
>an ID from my old middle school, belonging to some girl named "Loko" (crazy in spanish), no last name
>Picture shows her as incredibly deformed, whole face is patched with different skin tones
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I'm >>705, the starfish dude.
Last night I dreamed that I went fishing with a buddy. I caught a MASSIVE parasitic worm, it was like 7 feet long. It looked like a dark brown grub, with two long shiny black curved pincers. Kinda like a bobbit (not gonna post a pic, google it). As you may imagine I tried to throw that shit back as fast as I possibly could. Unfortunately, as I was whipping it around it smacked my friend into the water. I guess it laid eggs in him or something, because later he had big lumps on his back where grubs were living just under the skin. I had to cut him open with a fishing knife and try and pull the small white grubs out, but they kept trying to burrow their way deeper so I had to reach in after them to pull them out, while still being careful not to get bit by them.

I just woke up from a nightmare, I don't have the energy to write it right now but it involved ghosts, some really disgusting and strange shit happening between some relatives, and children. Might write it later.

I had a bad dream that Peter Singer, Australian philosopher and advocate for animal rights, sexually abused me. I remember nothing except that he came up to me, perhaps in a fairly public place, and violently rubbed the lower half of his body on me.

It was just a dream, I am sure.

>>643
Ugh… Last week I dreamt about getting married with my ex-girlfriend (the only gf I ever had), I don't know why, I don't even like her that much (not even like her anymore), we haven't spoke since we broke, we haven't see each other since then, I don't hate her, but she was a completely slut.
Anyway I felt weird, it wasn't a happy dream, but it wasn't a sad dream either, I was a dream were my ex-girlfriend pushed me to get married, for no reason. I'm pretty sure it doesn't mean anything but I felt kinda awkward after that.

>>643
Oh boy, do I ever know this feel. I once dreamed about a girl who I'd never seen before. I don't even remember what she looked like, I just remember the feeling of having her by my side. It made me want to get a gf, but of course I still haven't gotten around to it.

yes ;;; usually remember past lovers in idyllic circumstances in dreams… then feel 'off' after waking, sometimes having to fight the urge to get back in touch with them for days

I had a dream where a giant golden starfish that slept underground for a billion years woke up and waged a war against humanity. It smelled like sulfur, and all the little legs on the bottom (see pic related) were long and agile and had suckers on them, like octopus tentacles. It was fucking creepy as shit.
>>690
No problem dude. Welcome back.

>>705
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA SPOILER THAT SHIT

Had this one Saturday night.
Some girl and I were laying in my mothers bed, don't know where she came from or how we got there, but, we were going to do the deed. I started caressing her and then went in for a long kiss. As I was kissing her, I heard all sorts of demonic shit in the background and when I finally get up to look at her, she just smiles and turns into ashes and the whole room goes black. My dream also blacks out at this point. It seams that I usually jump from dream to dream, but I vaguely remember seeing her in in some of them as well.
Turns out that she's some sort of demon from the Underworld coming to wage war on the overworld. Then I jump to another dream. Now I'm in some sort of classroom taking shelter from the chaos with a bunch of other people. The demon girl apparently left the bloody head of a cow in the room as a symbol denoting I am not to be messed with by other demonic forces. The professor throws it outside because it's stinking up the room and shit. We begin moving the tables and chairs around to make a barrier when a strong thump comes from the ceiling. Demon girl breaks through and drops down like those super hero landings all with fist on the ground.
She sensed that the sacrifice wasn't with me anymore and asked if I was okay and held me in her arms. It was at this point were I had a much better look at her in detail. She looked older than me (21), at most 35 yo, and 6'2" judging by her towering over me. Long black hair, green eyes, and literally half naked. Sort of like the way Slan from berserk dresses, tits free.
Demon girl is getting ready to head out again to the fight, when I tell her to stay and to stop the battle. To which she says, "Don't worry, this will be my last battle, just for you. I'll be back."
She never returns.
After a while the outside world goes completely fucking silent. I walk out to check and everything is grey with ash and rubble everywhere. I think I was channeling a bit of Dresden during WWII. I eventually find her dead pale body and pick it up. Carry her away princess style and the dream ends.

God I wanna see her again, I've never felt this much emotion in a dream before.
tl;dr - Random girl almost 15 years older than me I wanted to bang but didn't bang turns out to be demon and then she dies.

>>710
you're tl;dr should be "if you're girl isn't at least six foot you're doing something wrong"

I dreamt of doing my homework one day before the deadline and being stressed out.
So I will start today.

Write a book about it.

I suppose I could do a pamphlet.

How did you know it was hell and not heaven?

A place of great Power
Statues of the Hero Gods
A valley, mountains and spires of flame.
The Goddess guides me.
The Glory of Geburah.

Sounds terrifying, but I have to assume that it means your subconscious is trying to tell you something. If you sit and dedicate 10 minutes to writing stream-of-consciousness style, you may come up with something that can serve as a clue in finding out what the dreams mean to you

I get you anon, the only thing I dream about is my childhood sexual abuse. So far, I haven't found a way to fix it.

If my armchair education of dream psychoanalysis means anything than I'd suggest you to examine your behavior towards women around you and your history with them.
If you happen to be very shy and have little to do with the other sex besides pornography, then it might warp your idea of women and this idea might have gotten through in your dreams.
(Sorry if this sounds like an accusation, it's not meant as offense, I'm just speculating.)

Wish you good dreams.

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That sounds like the hag. You are being attacked by an evil spirit. You need to burn sage and bless your home. If you cant, ask the local priest.

do you mean waking up from a nightmare? I usually turn on the light and stare at the ceiling until i get sleepy again and go to bed. kinda wasteful since it takes about an hour each time, and I usually wake up feeling like shit anyways

>>693
No, I mean waking up in another nightmare. I think I woke up, but still sleep.
What are your nightmares?

That happened to me once, a while ago. I kept waking and waking up in my dream(s) to the point that I screamed "I am stuck in between dimensions help me." After waking up irl I had to check if I was still in a dream. I actually enjoyed it. I love colorful calm dreams but nightmares are also welcome.

>>694
I can't say that I've ever woken up inside a nightmare multiple times. I've had false awakenings before, but those were always very mundane.
A nightmare that really stood out to me was one I had when I was about 15 or so, when my room was next to my sister's room. I dreamt that she was some kinda cannibal necromancer that had killed my entire family and cut them into pieces arranged around her room, and reanimated or kept them animated. Then she spread her legs and there was nothing there except clear plastic piping like you'd find in your plumbing or something. There was just such a sense of disgust I had when I woke up that I wanted to puke. I could smell the viscera and gore and feel it in my hands, see it squirming and gasping. I have a feeling it really messed up my psyche because now I have very involved dreams about my sister and death

I get in little loops, but it's never a big deal. Just falling asleep inside a dream and waking up on different "layers." If it gets really confusing, sometimes I end up thinking I'm in the real world and end up living for months or even years, and make relationships and learn and grow and all that, but then I wake up for real and only 10 real minutes have passed. It's discombobulating.