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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.
Sometimes, when i practice, im floating in a dark place without any gravity on my mind knowing my body is on my bed. Then i feel like im ready to do it and i wake up, but im not moving my real body, instead i move like another body that i use to call "non physic body". This is when im dreaming, but i just wake up and move around like if i were awake, i use to do any kind of things but im pretty limited to do some others.
Anyway, someday i did this and i was in my house as always looking at some stuff, eating things, touching things or trying to do new tricks like make things appear from nothing. It's very difficult to keep a conscious state, and if you force it you wake up so i think the best i could do is let my mind get distracted and "believe" what my senses are experiencing. That day at certain point my mind got so distracted i started dreaming normally with some kind of conscious (like a lucid dream), and then i say my father sitting on a couch, then my mother tells him something stupid and he get mad, i dont know why he was like that and i got afraid but when i was about to tell him to stop he started to have a hearth attack, my father was dying in front of me, it was bloody real and i had no thougths, i just watched him agonize.. Then i looked at my mother and tell her to do something, i felt so useless, i started to think about how people sometimes can do anything . My mother grabbed that thing doctors use to vaccination (english is not my native language, sorry) and crossed her chest with it, direct to his heart. That was really, really disgusting and i was about to puke but i didn't it. I remember most visual details of this part, his chest and everything.. Then i think i fell and i dont remember anything of what happened next. Then i woke up and my mom was reading a book in her room, and i did remember that my father died and started to cry a lot.. I was thinking about how anything is right and one second later it's all fucked up, and how you can't do anything to change it.
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>>435>english is not my native language, sorry
It's mostly legible so I wouldn't worry about it>doctors use to vaccinations
Like pic related? Very interesting nightmare to say the least
Wow OP, definitely some scary stuff…that's the worst part of nightmares, everything that's unknown - like why your friend was so suddenly lying on the floor (probably dead) What was the reason, how was it done, are you not safe either? Just weird how our brains work.>>435
I'm sorry about your father. Did you know him?
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For the first time in my life I'm having nightmeres that scare me so much that I have to leave my room and continue sleep in the sofa
It's always about some nonsensical mosnter.
But why is it happening now?
now that you mention that
I've entered a cicle were each day my sleeping hour is later and later until I got to bed at dawn, when that happen I will try to recover and go to bed early but the cicle will reset.
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This was a recurrent nightmare that I had when I was a kid.
At the very start of the dream I would be exiting a cabin in the woods with some people. It's always night. I never knew what was inside the cabin, I never looked at it. The people I was with varied, could be cousins or distant friends, but always people I didn't consider close to me.
We then would start collecting berries near the cabin, when suddenly a strange roar would startle us. I'd look in the direction of the roar and a deep sensation of terror would fill me as the place the noise came from would turn pitch black.
Then, a lone, gigantic red light would appear in the middle of the darkness, I don't remember it clearly, but I always felt like it was an eye.
After that I always woke up.
It doesn't sound that frightening, but I dreamt it often, sometimes several nights in a row.
So this is easily the longest 'duration' a dream has last for me.
I dreamt I worked at Target for what seemed like 2 years. All of my coworkers were mean to me, and I gained a ton of weight eating the popcorn.
I woke up in such a panic and felt disoriented for about 20 minutes as I situated myself back in to reality. >>530
Move away from the light anon!
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>>530>It doesn't sound that frightening
You're right, it doesn't sound that frightening, it sounds fucking terrifying
. In this thread, we should all be aware that dreams feel real
and if I were in a dark forest, heard a wispy roar, then saw a creeping blackness approaching with a giant red eye I would literally shit my pants in fear. >>533
That sounds horrible too. I remember being extremely sick once - feverish, flu symptoms, vertigo, headache, etc. Tossing and turning on a hot night trying to stay somewhat cool, but dripping with sweat and feeling like it's freezing - you know how fevers are.
So anyway, I'm looking at the clock every 30 minutes or so in anticipation of the night ending, and I fall asleep sometime about 2:45 AM
I had a horrible dream that I don't remember, but it was one that seemed like it lasted for months. In the dream I was in agony, and when I woke up my relief that I had escaped the dream was surpassed only by my eagerness to find out how soon it would be daytime again, so I looked at the clock, and it was 2:48. Three minutes had passed.
Now that I think about it, it probably wasn't even a dream so much as a sickness-induced full-blown hallucination. It sucked.
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Sometimes the same happens to me, when it happens to me I feel that I transport myself to a completely closed area and of illuminated white walls.
It's weird, but I enjoy it. so I could not say it's a nightmare.
English is not my language either, sorry.
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Last night I had a pretty bad dream.
I was on my knees in a dimly lit, damp, dark room that semeed to be some kind of basement. I don't know why I was there but there was this huge guy with a gun standing in the room. Near me were three or four other people also on their knees. They looked scared to death. The big guy with the gun said something and pointed the gun at the guy across from me.
Big guy pulls the trigger but nothing happens. Then he goes to another person and pulls the trigger. Nothing. Then he comes to me and starts saying some stuff I don't remember. I just remember being really scared. He pulls the trigger and I feel slightly relieved but then I realize he's still got the gun to my head. He pulls the trigger again and I think surely two is enough. I'm thinking to myself "You've shot two blanks already! FUCKING STOP!" He smiles at me and he shoots again but it's another blank and at this point I'm mad and thinking I'm definitely going to die if he just keeps shooting until he has one in the gd chamber. And he shoots again. And again.
And then I woke up really super suddenly, feeling scared and feeling like utter crap.
I also had another recurrent nightmare.
Me and my family were walking towards some theme park and, to get there, we would have to walk upwards one of those swirly roads typical of parking buildings (or whatever they're called).
Most of the dream would be spent walking upwards.
At the end, we would see theme park, bright lights, fortune wheels and everything. All we had to do to get there is jump over a small ditch.
The ditch itself was very short, but it went very deep (all the distance we had climbed). Everyone jumped over it without problems, until it was my turn.
As I jumped, the ditch suddenly seemed longer than what I expected, and I'd fall to the pit. The vertigo always woke me up, and it'd feel as if I was being crushed against my bed afterwards.
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I had an intense nightmare last night.
It's a bit hard to explain.
I was a child of 9 or 10 years in my dream.
I was dreaming (Yes, I was dreaming in my dream), in this dream my sister told me a very strange dream that she had about me, I also told her a dream that I had, in which I went to her room, and She was lying with part of her body on the bed, she was probably dead, half her head was missing, but there was no blood anywhere.
She laughed, and left my room.
At that moment I wake up (in my dream) and went to her room to her the strange dream I just had.
I found her lying just like in my dream, had been brutally murdered and there was blood all over the bed. It was pretty graphic.
At that moment I realized that my dream was a premonition.
I found my mother crying desperately.
At that moment he woke up and did not fall asleep all night.
I hope my English would be legible enough.
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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
>eyes, face, nose are all scrunched up into one tiny part
>makes me want to vomit
>where there's usually school info, it's replaced by very clinical, almost SCP-like description.
>"Capable of limit speech and thought. Feed three times a day via…"
>Put it back in the sweater, tie the sweater (which now is more like a blanket than a sweater) around one a pole holding up one of the shelves
>Look behind me
>Cashier area, empty with very widely spaced registers
>two women are arguing in a corner
>one takes out these sort of knives which look kinda like shortened, fatter, ski poles
>throws them at the other woman, who is cowering in the fetal position
, 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.
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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.
So far i've had two nightmares that have really terrified me.
In the first one, i was in a white van with my family. We entered what seemed to be a car wash, but it was actually a trap set up by ISIS.
They took my parents out of the car and shot them. They locked my siblings and i inside the vehicle and put it on a car crusher. The dream ended while we were being crushed to death.
The second one was in my house, i think it was very early in the morning, it was still dark outside. I was in the living room watching Neon Genesis Evangelion, an episode that doesn't exist, it was about Shinji and Asuka having to eat breakfast quickly because an angel was attacking the city very early in the morning.
Anyway, my mother and sister were having a shower together for some reason. I saw my father walking to the bathroom with a pot of boiling water.
At first i thought it was funny, it took me a second to realize what was going on.
My mother and sister were agonizing on the floor, their faces melting, dad had poured the boiling water on them.
I figured he went insane and would try to kill me too, the dream ended as i ran out of the house.
I can't tell if it was a nightmare or not but it sure was surreal
I was right in front of a entrance to a mountain and right outside the mountain was a bulletin board. It had some pictures in it I looked through all of them some completely white and some with couple of pictures I recognize but the last picture I saw was a pitch black boy in a white background. After I having looked at the picture, I slowly started to get a headache and I fell down to the ground. The pain progressed and my dream slowly faded as well.
Stress can get you frequent nightmares, I can confirm, but I wouldn't recommend you to get stressed in order to have nightmares, in the other hand I've read that the metabolism can cause them, like eating certain kinds of food that the body can't process fast prior going to sleep, but that might just cause insomnia.
Seems most of the causes for nightmares are related to physiological disorders like depression, anxiety, PTSD, etc.
>Also hi /v/
lol, someone actually came.
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I was sitting on a bench in the park, observing people and taking notes. It was related to a college project.
A girl approached me and we started talking. At one point, she said that she doesn't like being selfish, etc. and that killing her ego helped her be more connected to the world.
I said "I can't do that."
"You don't have a soul, then."
"What happens if you don't have a soul?"
She pointed to a red, bloody creature the size of a rat. It had a human skull attached to a rat body, and it looked like it was rotting even though it was alive. It was "grinning" at me.
She said "You will become like this when you die."
A few seconds later, I noticed a "man" who looked like a devil; he was staring at us.
I went home. The "devil" was around the house, but did not seem like it wanted to harm me (yet). I entered the house, but only stayed for five minutes. I went outside again and decided to run.
The house was surrounded by a tall fence. I tried to jump over the fence, because I couldn't leave normally. It took a few tries, but I succeeded in the end.
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a few days ago I had this nightmare where I was in some sort of rural area like a farm or something and me and someone else were sitting in a car talking. we were coming up with some sort of plan when I saw a group of people coming up to the car. When they came closer, I noticed that their faces were warped and bloody like pick related. the other guy in the car had a head lamp on, so I told him to quickly turn it off so that the people wpuldnt see us. but it was too late by the time he turned it off, the group had already notice us, so I decided to get out of the car to make a run for it. right when I stumbled out the door, I slipped and fell on the ground. that was when one of the monsters swung an axe at the back of my head, killing me instantly
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nowdays my nightmares with monsters and other stuff that means danger (nightmares like >>845
) are generally ending with me turning the nightmare into a lucid dream and then waking up, the sense of fear and danger became so familiar to nightmares that my mind notices that it's on a dream when danger and fear are present, from what i remember, it started with me just jumping or flying away from danger, i remember that in a dream i was surrounded by zombies and i just flew away, later i just used brute force and imagined that my arms were bionic arms with hydraulic-like strength and also in bad dreams were i fought with people, they were scolding me or humillating me, i just pounched them with inhuman strenght, more recently whenever i have nightmares of some danger chasing me i automatically think that i dont have to deal with that and confront it, sometimes doing a Saltzpyre battlecry and hacking my way through with an axe and a machete.
Nowdays i had only nightmares with bugs, that there are bugs everywhere, bettles and spiders of the size of your hand, but now i cant have dreams were i have the fear of dying.
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I had a dream about having sex with my uncle's wife, I mean, she's a good person and all, but she's not… very attractive.
the fuck is wrong with me?
I had dreams I kept constantly dodging a train that would barely miss me. When I finally got hit, my dream went dark for three seconds. Then I woke up in a nearby hotel.
I didn't feel it, thank goodness. I was anxious for the rest of the day, though.
Sorry I'm always been told that the wife's or husband of my (blood-related) uncles or aunts aren't really related as family, I call her aunt, but that's that.
It probably has to do with the fact of my aunts getting divorced and stuff like that.
I had a near-reality dream again. Just around a few corners from my house, in the foyer of a café (where really is the bookstore), with my own mug suspisciously like but distinct from their colors, I finished, put unmarked-mine 2 and 4 books on their shelf (to return for them) and walked down the street to the grocer (where really is the deli) closed because mid-night but brightly lit for restocking, and around the corner across the street towards home night becomes impenetrably dark, traffic lights cease I press the crosswalk button to light it to nought, I reach my flashlight, it's button activates it's light I cannot see, desperately pressing more and more, cycling bright-dim-flashing-off and I see the changes but no light. I try cry for help but hear my voice inaudible. I fade to my bed, my self floating affine tied loosely to body I recognize as astral projection and try enhancing dissociage, failed returning to body and hands numb to feel number face I see (imagine). Sometimes I wish I had a camera in my bedroom.
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Biggest nightmare I ever had actually triggered something in me and formed a deep social anxiety and a panic attack that lasted three whole months.
I was being chased down the street at midnight. It was completely red. I knew I had to of died when I woke up. Don't know what it was about this dream but it fucked my brain UP.
I was also fairly young when I dreamt it so that may also be why.
I had a dream I was an heir to some source code. I (in the dream) never really thought about money before, and I especially never thought about computers, so I was confused about both the idea of inheritance and property, and about what source code is. My father explained it to me: so it turns out that this whole (dream) world runs on close-source software. As my father droned on about responsibility and not abusing it, the only thought that stuck in my head was that if I studied it well, that kid, that childhood bully of mine, would really get what was coming to him.
When I woke up, as I was thinking through my dreams of the night, when I started recalling this one, I really broke out in a cold sweat, that I could be so vapid. And that the world could be set up to allow something so cruel to happen.
>>937>While ash falls like snow
Reminds me a lot of angusnicneven.com
You can find a lot of sections the question "Is it ash or is it snow?" or something related to that theme, though I don't remember which ones.
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I regularly (about twice a week) dream about me laying in my bed until it is suddenly swarmed by insects. It's always a different species. It's been spiders, cockroaches, fast-moving worms, etc.
This dream takes place in high school. Cringe, I know, but it's not what you think.
There is plenty of "paranormal" stuff going on, and you have to figure it out. I come early so I have time to hang out in the hallway a little. I see a lot of creepy stuff, possessed people, and you have to throw certain objects at them and they calm down.
Anyway, I go into the classroom a few minutes before the class starts. Every day we learn some weird thing. Today there are sewing machines on every desk and my mind immediately goes to needles. I know that the machines will go out of control and I will be attacked by the needles. In the dream, I remember older dreams with this pattern but different objects. In reality, I have never had dreams like that.
Naturally, I'm scared so I skip class. On my way out, some people warn me about a certain creature that wants to "assimilate" me and kill me. They are disguised as people, no difference. A few people in the school have one of these chasing them. The creatures make people think that they are their "shadow" and they have to accepted but they are actually foreign and want to possess you (for lack of a better word).
So I ask around the school, and find out that they can be killed if they use a poisoned lipstick. It's not harmful for people, just for the "creatures". The girls who make these lipsticks offered me one.
I go home. On the way home, I see this girl, she was dressed somewhat like a magical girl. There is nobody else on the street. She is a few meters behind me, but keeps getting closer. We make small talk, I pull out the poisoned lipstick and I use it. I ask her if she wants to try it, she said yes. She applies the lipstick. In a few seconds she disappears. Mission accomplished lol.
When I'm close to home it's already midnight. I am tired and pass out on the street.
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I have multiple nightmares every night and have since I was a kid. I only sleep well a few times a year. I suppose I'll share one from last night
>Insides my grandmother's house, out in the middle of the desert and filled with wax figurines (almost all my nightmares take place here)
>Close family members are berating me over my job performance/generally horrible lifestyle
>Go into bathroom and see I am covered in cysts and huge pimples
>Begin to pop one, gallons of puss begin to flow out and begins to wrap around my neck and choke me
>Eat it, pop more cysts
>Sentient, crusty eyeballs come out and stare back at me
>Do this over and over until I have massive gaping wounds all over my face and neck, I'm bleeding everywhere
>Wake up with a bloody nose
Honestly very mild for my dreams, but still very disturbing and left me feeling off all day
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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…