Crazy Dreams...

I had a dream once where JeniferEverx3 would call my house every day around 2:30 to make sure I came home alive. I thought it was weird but she was always worried about me being kidnapped and murdered. She kept saying I was her brother. Totally weird though, because I'm not.

Care to share?

Not so crazy, and I posted this before, but I've had a few tangles with demons in my day. Even in salient moments between sleeping and being awake, which was really crazy. Call it what you will.

When do I NOT have crazy dreams? I guess the most interesting one I had growing up was this giant tower that I always walked through. In each room of the tower contained a dream that I've had before. I remember dreams I had from when I was 3 years old. Funny because I can't even remember what I had for lunch today. Weird how that works.

I see long narrow buildings like barracks, wooden and old, set on short stilts. I enter one and there is a large machine, like a triangle stretching almost the entire length of the building. The left side of the machine is vertical, the horizontal base stretches along the floor, and the top slopes down to the right. This machine can allow me to see through time.

There is a black knob on the front which allows the desired time to be set, and a glass cabinet in the front. The knob is set for the current time, and there is an assortment of foods…breakfast cereal, soups, boxes of familiar goods. The knob is moved to the near future, and now the cabinet displays items that are different, but still recognizable. Farther into the future now, and there are only a stack of small bars, wrapped in yellow plastic with strange, computerized writing. There is also a carafe with some kind of liquid, also in yellow with the same strange, red lettering. Farther forward the knob is pushed, and now there is only a tureen with some brown liquid…a soup perhaps. I taste it, and it is like soup with a flavor completely unfamiliar but comforting.

I spill a drop on my shirt, and go to the bathroom to clean it off. Soaking the end of a towel I blot the brown spot on my shirt. As I look down, my white and blue striped shirt has advertising blurbs splashed across the front…a cutaway view extolling the virtues of the fabric and construction. My first thought is “that’s what I get for buying the shirt in Hong Kong”.

Back to the machine, and the knob has been moved forward still, past the mid-point of the machine, and there are three objects displayed in the case. The first is a plastic-like representation of a human torso, carved up as if prepared for the butcher. The second is an animal carcass, similarly prepared with the various cuts identified. The third is a similar display of vegetable matter prepared for the cooking pot. I surmise that this signifies the end of life on earth, possibly reduced to a food source for some ancient, aggressive civilization which had somehow stumbled across us in the dark.

Finally, I reach out and push the knob all the way, where the corner of the triangle converges, and the machine ends. The glass case contains nothing, which makes complete sense to me, as that is the end of the universe, where nothingness would prevail.

Once or twice a year, for around twenty years now, I have a re-occuring dream. I am the owner of an old beautiful house. The house doesnt always look the same in each dream, but it always feels the same. Empty of people, still and silent. Every time, I will discover a room that I had completly forgotten about. Its always filled with beautiful furnture and knick-knacks and I cant believe I forgot about this room. I am always excited to remember the room until I realize that there is something wrong and evil about the entire house.
Even though i have had this dream proabably at least 20 times, it never seems famaliar until I wake up.

Oh Hell. Pick any dream the month I was on Nicotine Patch to stop smoking. Everyone I worked with that tried them had the same problem.

I've had 2 recurring dreams most of my life.

1. I am in college, & its the end of the semester, & I am still registered for a class I forgot to drop & haven't gone to all semester. My GPA is going to suffer mightily & I won't get into grad school.
- this dream has not occurred as often tho, since I GOT into grad school (36 years ago), & finished with honors.

2. I had braces as a kid for years (7), & I have a dream that I still have a band on the back teeth that they forgot to take out years ago, & now the tooth is destroyed & I will lose the tooth.

I have a lot of really weird vivid dreams! I dream in color and feel pain, too.

When I was a kid I had this one reoccurring dream a lot where I was in this post-apocalyptic world where children had turned feral and stopped aging and would wear Halloween costumes and lay in wait outside adults' houses to murder them with hatchets. I was always just a horrified observer, but as I got older the dream got longer and would always end in this cluttered cabin in the woods where an old woman lived. I'd talk to her for a few minutes while she tried to tell me something really important, and then suddenly she would rush me out the back door because she said "They're here for me." I don't remember what happened after that, I'd always wake up as I was running through the woods.

Haven't had that dream in a long time and I'm so glad, lol

All of my dreams are crazy. Therefore, that's too damn many to list. :laugh: