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No. 1 [Reply]

/dr/ is a place to discuss night and day dreams.


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No. 87 [Reply]

Subject says it all!

I had a strange one recently, though most of my dreams aren't at all based in common reality, this one stood out not only because it felt like I was in a situation that could happen (in non-dream standards, mind you), but I was also me at an age of I think around 12-13. It also featured my little sister, around the age of 7 or 8 (her current age).

Basically what happens is that our mother who I can only assume is the last surviving of her family dies, and we were left to go live with our older adoptive sister. This is all assumed, as in this is kind of the context I was feeling while in the dream, why things were happening, why I was there. Our older adoptive sister was an anthropomorphic possum though she didn't dress the same way I believe it was based on the main character from a webcomic called 'habits' or 'clementine' as some call it on vice because she was basically homeless. We walked around a downtown area of a medium sized city as she would drink alcohol and flip off cars that passed us by, edging us on to do so with her. I would, but my little sister wouldn't. Then she bought us slushies, poured alcohol into mine and I got drunk with her while my little sister just drank a normal slushy, after that I woke up.

I liked it, felt like I was having fun in the dream in the innocent way a kid at that age would despite the shitty situation.
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No.1054

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I dream very often about zombies and the undead. The dreams aren't nightmares and I genuinely enjoy them when I do have them. Theres this weird comfort of a.) having an identifiable threat and b.) being safe while everything collapses around me.

I distinctly remember seeing woody harrelson looking for a twinkie in the way that he would in zombieland, and I helped him look for a little bit, but not too long because I had to worry about my own survival.

I ended up holing up in a random apartment come nightfall with my (late irl) mother and my brother. A zombie had gotten in while we were beginning to make the place habitable and I had stabbed it in the temple with a knife. Usually in my dreams blood is muted or just not thought about, but the zombie fell out of sight, but I could see splashes of this vibrant, luminous red blood on the floor.

We closed up the apartment building, and me and my family talked for a while. My brother was really emotional about the apocalypse but I was unaffected. I found a wooden table, and I began to scratch in the words "we survived outbreak day: 8/20/21" but I woke up as soon I started on the second word.

My alarm is Bizarre Love Triangle from New Order, and its a favorite song of mine that often punctuated/soundtracked my dream

No.1064

I had buried a curse, but later on I realized that that was a terrible thing to do (it was on a piece of paper but it was also somehow a living thing), so I tried to go back and free it. The witch who helped me was horrified and tried to stop me.

No.1068

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I dreamed about Niklas Kvarforth showing a tattoo on his chest that he doesn't have in reality - some human figure that looked like Mary, mother of Jesus

No.1069

This one of the only dreams I've had in a in a long while that weren't dark or very disturbing in some way.

I was sitting outside on a balcony with my mother, when a flock of white birds flew across the sky. One of them flew on the table and started cuddling up to me in my hands. I'm not sure if it was a dove, but I looked it up and found a dream meaning about white doves representing purity and innocence in dreams. And according to DreamBible:

>To dream of a white bird represents a wish to transcend or rise above a negative situation that is being renewed. Finally deciding to escape a bad situation after avoiding it being kept down. A white bird may also reflect a belief that escaping a bad situation is a good idea.


I currently have a wish to be able to study abroad without travel restrictions caused by COVID, even though it seems very unlikely for the country I want to go to, so I guess that would be my "negative situation" at the moment.

No.1070

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i had a dream about two women that were smoking weed out of their foot while on a picnic

It was incredibly strange, like the sole of their foot was the bowl and their toe was the mouth hole



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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?
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No.1043

Once dreamt my feet were stuck in a meat grinder, and I was strugging to get them out. When I eventually woke up, my cat was playing with my feet.

No.1057

>>908
When I was in high school I would sleep in class, but like a light half-sleep, I was awake but floating away. Hard to describe. The teacher's words would combine with the dream and new meanings would be given to the words. It's incredibly hard to describe but its like the process of hearing words and interpreting their meaning was parsed through dream logic. It would rearrange the meanings of sentences into new meanings, often with meanings personal to me, like the dream was communicating via the words of others. It was so strange. It was some of the best dreaming I've ever had, I really miss it. Also interestingly I did really well in that class because I think I still absorbed the information really well, maybe even better because I was closely analyzing it. Whenever he would wake me and ask me a question I would get it right lol.

No.1063

I have an awful habit of letting my alarm incorporate itself into my sleep. Its the strangest thing, like I could be dreaming about my alarm going off and me being annoyed by it, but it literally is going off

No.1066

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No.1067

>your alarm clock goes off and your dream incorporates the noise into your fantasies
Yes, I believe this happened to me yesterday (I tend to forget my dreams more quickly lately). IIRC the sound just sort of "transformed" into some other sound in my dream.



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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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>>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.

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No.1011

>>725
I remember, back when I was a young lad, I had a terrible fever. I can't remember the specific temps, but it was not a fun fever for tiny me.

I think one night I just couldn't go to sleep, or I woke up and couldn't sleep after. (Maybe as something to do with that fever suppresses REM thesis.)
Anyway, I remember being awake, or seeing my surroundings, but couldn't move, even if I really wanted to. basically sleep paralysis. There wasn't much happening in the room, but at some point, I stared at my night light (or some sort of orange light in my room, near my window) and I just started seizing pretty violently for a couple of seconds. Nothing serious, just ALOT of muscle spasms. after that I was able to shift in my bed and I got back to sleep.

Never had something like it since then and don't think i'll ever will. A really interesting memory.

No.1026

>>725
Honestly? I don't even dream with a fever. I just sort of go through really draining thought loops until i wake up and then repeat the process. Last time it happened i was just thinking up a train set loop that went all over the place and never got anywhere. I'm not even into trains.

No.1065

>>945
404 now, huh



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No. 1058 [Reply]

Post famous dreams in history that influenced the world
While you can post famous dreams from the ancient times that were mostly religious, I suggest we stick to modern dreams that influenced the world in one way or another.

Starting with a classic:
Friedrich August Kekulé 7 September 1829 – 13 July 1896 was a German organic chemist. From the 1850s until his death, Kekulé was one of the most prominent chemists in Europe, especially in theoretical chemistry. He was the principal founder of the theory of chemical structure and in particular the Kekulé structure of benzene.

What he dreamed about?
he new understanding of benzene, and hence of all aromatic compounds, proved to be so important for both pure and applied chemistry after 1865 that in 1890 the German Chemical Society organized an elaborate appreciation in Kekulé's honor, celebrating the twenty-fifth anniversary of his first benzene paper. Here Kekulé spoke of the creation of the theory. He said that he had discovered the ring shape of the benzene molecule after having a reverie or day-dream of a snake seizing its own tail (this is an ancient symbol known as the ouroboros) This is likely an example of the exercise of a particular imaginative state, involving homospatial and janusian processes, followed by stepwise logical thinking.

His dream influenced Chemistry world so much. What I really like about this story is how in modern world unlike the ancient times, the dream possess no truth or practical value in the eye of modern man and yet he his dream was a milestone in chemistry. Not to mention the Image of ouroboros (A mythical creature) in association to science is pretty cool.

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No.1060

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Samuel Taylor Coleridge, being one of my favorite poets of all time, and one of the most famous, actually dreamed a mythical vision after using drugs(opium). During that surreal visions he made up an entire poem (Named Kubla Khan) in his mind and upon waking up from that state, he immediately started writing it down. While he was busy composing the poem, a person from Porlock (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Person_from_Porlock) interrupted him, making him to lose the grasp on the poem. After returning from that interruption he couldn't finish the poem. When John Livingston Lowes taught the poem, he told his students "If there is any man in the history of literature who should be hanged, drawn, and quartered, it is the man on business from Porlock."

What I really love about this poem, apart from the description of those mythical visions which STC put in to words masterfully, is the last part of the poem where I believe is a reference to the process of losing the visions of that dream. A regret, an ode to a lost memory, a deep nostalgia that forgot. Something we can all relate to.

(the last part of the poem):

A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw:
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight 'twould win me
That with music loud and long,
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No.1061

I'm too lazy to write all this so watch this part, it's about Carl Jung, Sigmund Freud and the unconscious.

at 26:49



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No. 1055 [Reply]

I dreamed that I had a bb gun shootout with my frens against the nonfrens.

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sounds awesome anon



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No. 1052 [Reply]

I spent years studying math and physics, and training my mind to be rational, always picking thoughts that are true over comforting thoughts. Now my subconscious has been trained as well. I can deduce when I'm dreaming and either wake up or lucid dream. But my subconscious is tricking me into staying asleep and unconscious by making my dreams fit how I consciously understand reality to be. No more weird or surreal dreams.

Anyone else?

No.1053

>>1052
schedule some weird surreal sounds to play out loud towards the end of your sleep (just barely loud enough as to not wake you up)



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No. 1048 [Reply]

I heard somewhere that drinking half a cup of water before sleep makes you remember your dreams, but it only worked sometimes for me. Any tips for remembering dreams?

No.1049

>>1048
create a habit of thinking about dreaming as you fall asleep and a habit of writing them down when you wake up

No.1050

i heard zinc makes dreams more vivid. i take a mutlivitamin every night before bed and it seems to be working. you should also keep a dream journal and write something in it as soon as you wake up. even if all you write "do not remember so you get in the habit.



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No. 1046 [Reply]

Is it normal to dream almost every single night? I've never remebered dreams so often than these past weeks. Weirdest part is that I sometimes dream about the same places.

No.1047

i'm told everyone dreams every single night unless their sleep is interupted. remembering dreams is a skill that can be trained.



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A.K.A: Share your blogpost about a nightmare you've had.

Lemme star by talking about mine, which for some reason, always seem to be disjointed for some reason. Had these yesterday.

First nightmare was me having a conversation to this sort of cockroach with human, slanted eyes with a mouth (kind of similar to David Cronenberg's Naked Lunch), about dissecting a human corpse, which was on a tiny table and was only a torso with a couple of organs with it's head and one arm cut off. As i was doing the operation, the cockroach thing kept talking to me about some non-sense i forgot, while blood kept spurting on my hands inside the human corpse's carcass.

Second one was me starting at the bottom of a sterile, white staircase (which i suppose was a hospital?), which had a backdoor of some sort. When i opened it, there was a large city road that had two groups of crowded people in different sides, arguing about some religion thing; one dude that was from the left side of the street, which was somebody i personally knew, started to fight with the other group which was on the right. Hugged him in an attempt to restrain him from getting his shit fucked by the mob of angry people, and pulled him inside the (what i suppose is) hospital's backdoor and locked it. He was lying unconscious on the floor, as i hopelessly tried to wake him up.
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No.997

>>996
>multiple nightmares every night
try prazosin

No.998

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Just had a super freaky nightmare bros.

A group of hackers at my school decided that they were going to start fucking with me. For some reason in my dream Telegram and Twitter were basically the same app. But they like sent me a follow/friend request and thats when something felt wrong. I could hear them typing in shit and taking control of my screens and looking through all my stuff.

My twitter is safe but my tele is not. I ERP as a furry character sometimes and I have a lot of weird kinks, but these hackers were in my telegram account and laughing at everything. Nowhere in the dream did it confirm that they were sending it to my friends family and school mates but I knew that they were.

While they were doing this I hoped I still had time so I dug through the web app to try to find a place to report that I was being hacked and the page that it took me to was a fucking FBI pdf form you had to fill out that was a dozen pages long and it was time sensitive so I gave up and tried to find another way to get them out of the app.

Near the end of the dream I was just freaking out about how my reputation was ruined and everyone was gonna know about all my crazy shit and I'm never gonna have another chance with my ex because she'll know and all this stuff. Basically felt like my life was over.

I woke up and my heart was pounding. I like never have nightmares…

No.1016

everytime i talk about this i get embarrassed and take it down. tw for csa/rape
alright, i had some sexual things done to me as a kid by another kid, a family member, who didnt really know what they were doing and learnt it from someone else. it's really fucked me up in the years past, but im doing a lot better now. still, i keep having dreams where family members, even those who have never done anything of the sort to ANYBODY (much less me) try to rape me, mainly my dad. they're so distressing and i wake up feeling sick. its hard to face him afterwards.
on a slightly lighter note, i have those weird teeth falling out dreams and man, the feeling of chewing with just gums is gross, even just in a dream. i hope i never feel it in real life. now i gotta grind my teeth just to remind myself they're there. people say that means your life feels out of control, but i just..have them randomly? even when i feel okay? i watch a lot of horror so it probably has to do with that.

No.1017

Dream 1: Dream took place in a small beachside town with a friend of mine who had kidnapped and was torturing a small dog (one of those things you just know in dreams). Some sort of festival with sparse groups of people just standing in a field with dry, trampled summer grass. My friend starts to sing, forcibly mingling his voice with a group of festival NPCs. I can see the ocean down below. Looks like an upside down greenish glass bowl. It's rounded at the edges. it looked kinda like the logo of some corporate artstyle bubble big tech company. the song started to become darker. I looked at the sky and it was night. the sky looked expansive and at first I thought there were no stars, but I could see little ones lurking under the night. they looked like little holes or pockmarks and they terrified me. the sky flashed a kinda orange-pink several times, which informed me there was going to be a tsunami. the sky was black again and the sea started to move like a snake. this was where I woke up.

Dream 2: a fever dream I had when I was 9 with a "towel grabbing contest." still remember this because it was the most terrifying dream I'd ever happened. what happened is I grabbed too much of the red towel. woke up screaming and vomiting.

Dream 3: Vast field of wheat that stretched forever in 3 directions. 4th direction has a kinda fairytale twisted mess of a forest set up on a hill. Low conifers mostly with enough mangled branches to make one big tree mat. Almost oppressively blue sky. I'm half aware I'm dreaming and I feel like I'm trapped in an old movie with a kinda technicolor system- I'd just seen wizard of oz with my little cousin the night before. little cabin appeared to me, at first far away. broken windows, cobwebs, peeling paint. something was deeply wrong in the house.there was a kinda primordial fear attached to it. I had no choice but to walk towards it, fear increasing every step I took. when I reached it, I looked inside, felt a sort of intense vertigo fear, woke up.

No.1040

I was on a sidewalk, going home, and I was carrying some coconuts.

There was a group of 5 girls who were going in the same direction and were laughing at me. I changed my route to avoid them but they came after me. I asked one of them "do I know you?" and they just kept talking like we have known each other forever.

I took one coconut and threw it at her, it pushed into traffic and she was run over by a car. No one reacted, I just heard whispers from the other girls. I threw another coconut at another girl, same result. They started to walk faster, and I think they were going to the police.

I went to the train station and took the first train lol.



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