Dream thread

Dream thread

Tell me your dreams and I'll interpret them

I'm running through a field, with a dead nigger head on my belt and dual machetes. It's raining blood and occasionally a dead fetus. I forgot to mention this was a lucid dream.

>be me
>approach lift
>before entering someone appears out from lift
>points at a piece of paper and asks for directions
>'im not very sure umm''
>looks up
>person's face is suddenly up close and starts to creep me up
>'okok you go this way' (randomly giving directions
>hes still looking at me

Although they are dope af, not gonna interpret lucid dreams

You probably have anxiety/social awkardness and try to cover it badly.

Otherwise you had a random encounter irl with a sttanger that didn't go well

Interesting, both are pretty true about me.
Thanks dude.

I'm fucking an aborted fetus. Any idea what that could mean?

If your other dreams are kinda the same, you're probably fucked up beyond repair.
If it's a drean that repeats itself in time it could be about a very bad trauma, or maybe you just watched a shitlot of gore porn, you probably already know the answer user.

Had a dream about a lion entering my living room. Threw a stake and ran to my kitchen and had the doir closed with a chair.

dreamed that Sup Forums was a bar fight and everyone was fighting while saying shit like nigger or newfag

One that I like a lot is when I'm trapped in a latex bitchsuit with only holes for the mouth and the anus, whilst being firmly tucked in a wall / box, for the use of only hung men and horses. No coprophagy shit tho, only dick.

Do you think I'll be able to do that one day, op ?

Kinda short and generic, depends on your age but it probably means nothing.
You either had a bad experience at dinner or ate too much... Maybe both.

You spend too much time here knwoing that most of the time it's just a mess, but you're still attracted to it

I'd seriously consider a therapist.
Your sexuality is fucked up/repressed

Why ? my bf already fucks me the ways I want. I have a healthy life and I'm happy.

Beware of long post.

Background; I joined the army at 17 to repress being a tranny, ended up doing a (rather messy) tour of Afghanistan in 2012, it didn't work and I came out in 2014, since then I've transitioned fully and am now stealth (nobody outside my family knows I'm a tranny).

The dream is recurring:
> Be me
> Get a letter
> Tells me that even though I'm a tranny I have to deploy with my old regiment
> Gf says she can't stop it
> Decide I can't run so go to barracks
> Get given kit by my old SQSM
> Everyone is commenting on how different it look now
> Suddenly I'm in Afghanistan again
> Relive an old operation culminating in an RPG nearly taking my head off and injuring a friend of mine
> I have to stuff his wounds with celox gauze all over again
> Panic
> Wake up
> Feel like shit for the next two days

Help me user.

If you're happy than I have nothing to say, perhaps you just wanna experience something bigger/kinkier

Need more info:
1) How were your old army pals reacting to your new you?
2) Are you a fem outside now?
3) how did the guy you healed end up irl? Did you save him in that occasion irl?

1. They were just commenting on how much is changed, nothing positive or negative really

2.yes

3. Irl he's fine, we casevac'd him back to bastion within 20 minutes of the hit and besides some scarring and nerve damage to his hand he's good.

>had a messy breakup with last gf
>still like her, but it's complicated as the fuck itself
>After a year of not seing each other dream that she is very happy and peaceful

It may be more complicated than this, but most likely you're just afraid of going back to war in your current state and afraid you'd be less efficient now.
You are probably thinking "if i was a tranny at the time, maybe I wouldnt have been able to save my friend"

Did you out to your old pals?

That could well be it. The likelihood of going back is 0% The only time I could ever possibly be needed to serve again would be an invasion situation and even then it's super unlikely.

I told them when I first came out and most were supportive or just don't give a fuck.

It's not just a dream, it's a semi-lucid, yet recurring dream. And then again, it's not just a recurring dream, it's almost as if I am in a dream-scape, where there are several locations, all reachable with the Toyota corolla I drive in my dreams (I've never driven a Toyota.)

It's always so reliable that I can probably draw a map. I don't know which way is north in my dreams, but my dreams replicate the real world, so I'll use real world north.

I always start on a country road out by an old friend's house. It's south of two major locations: the quarry and the dead end. A rule of thumb in these dreams is that the further you travel north, the more bizarre and scary things get, the further you go south, the more real things are. While the north carries almost fantastical fears, like strange beings, the south has more realistic and more, like, social anxiety, like people you don't recognize staring at you while drinking coffee

Is OP still here?

I usually never remember my dreams, when I'm able to remember them I am always having rational and logical dreams in which I am directing myself.
Explain (without Freud bullshit)

>be me
>driving with the family
>get text from family friend
>"user, tell your mom I'm committing suicide"
>types up a message where I try to convince her not to
>sends message
>family friend suddenly appears in front of car
>family friend gets run over

1) have you dreamt her/yought of her lately before that dream feel when you woke up?
3) have you thought about going out with other ppl lately? Are you somewhat happy?

Intermittent internet sry

not OP, but where do you actually go?
and can you go west and east as well?

Then you have nothing to worry about, your friend is safe and you're a civilian now

I know, it still fucks me up for a couple days after.

I am.

Shit's too complicated to do here though, lucid dreams and the like are a pain in the ass to analyze, they go beyond the nornal interpretation, they usually have a biological part involved as well, which takes time to analyze, I can give you an e-mail where you wirte everything and I'll try to answer when possible.
You're interesting.

I don't remember dreaming about her.
I think about her from time to time. Earlier I would do it more often and more intensively, lately it's getting pretty rare.

I'm constntly thinking aboutgoing out with other people. Last three weeks I was travelling my whole country, meeting a lot of girls I know and like. I feel happy with my life, though a bit lonely relationship-wise

One more thing - I never wanted to contact my ex, because she would probably have an emotional break

>I'm emerging from a bunker
>There is a ruined city out there
>No building is undamaged
>Flattened cars under piles of concrete
>The only audible sound is the wind howling through dead street
>I don't know where I am
>I'm covered in dust and fat ashes
>my holster is empty
>I feel parched and hungry
>it hurts like I have some minor bones broken
>a sharp pain in my left hip
>it's fricken cold
>the sun is hidden behind gusts of dust
>the light fades
>everything fades to grey
>then to black
>the cold bites my toes and fingers
>I don't know who I am and how I ended up here
>I don't know what to do next
>the cold hurts
>I sit down on a concrete block
>I'm so tired
>So tired
>The wind howls a ghastly goodnight-tune
>I close my eyes
>I fall...

You are probably a very boring person who never studied psychology/dreams etc.
Unless you have a very rare disorder, you can learn how to remember your dreams by sinply studying the subject and writing down every drean that you remember as soon as you wake up.
And that is fact-and-experiments-based knowledge, no Freud here

Your family friend was/is having a problem which some of you didn't recognize and now you're paying for it.
Could be a lot more deep/conplicated but that dependa on you

You're recovering from the breakup and ready to go for another relationahip, good for you user

I'm walking through a dead forest. It's raining ashes and the body's of my friends are along a path I'm walking. There's a steel bunker I go inside of and it's a labrynth inside eventually I come to a room and it's my gf screwing some girl. There's a gun lying on the table. I take the gun and kill them both before going back up and walking on the path

You're probably depressed af, you feel engulfed in an trapped situation, aonething you wanted suddenly is feeling "turned-off", as if it backfired.
Try crying, you're probably repressing youe feelings too

hmm
but could it be that I never felt not ready for another relationship?

here's a sweet therapis pic for your efforts, based user

East and West usually don't make a difference, but it really depends. Whenever I have these dreams, I actually have to travel, or else I don't sleep well, almost as if not at all. Not to mention the extreme desire to search for people I know. There are multiple places to go. Usually if I "spawn in" at my old friend's house, I travel north, since I usually don't reach anywhere important if I travel south. Like I said, there are three major locations up north, the Dead End, the Quarry, and the River.

The quarry is probably the least immediately scary, but the most unnerving place up north. It's quiet on the way there, it's almost always overcast with a slight northeast wind in this dream, almost like it's autumn. When I arrive at the quarry, I get out of the car, and walk into the quarry. As I reach the very bottom, I can see dark figures, staring down at me, from the top of the quarry. They're smoking cigarettes. After a while, they throw them at me, burning my skin.

The Dead End is the scariest. The sky immediately turns darker and fogger when I approach it. I am kinda teleported out of my car. In the distance, there are lights, like headlights, searching. Don't get spotted by these lights, and when you do, you'll know. Seeing the silhouette of your body as the lights see you is the most horrifying thing ever. You can hear it running. If you put your ear to your wrist and wiggle your fingers, that's what it sounds like. It will chase you as far as the quarry, 5 miles away. Alternatively, if you sneak past it, you'll find the river.

On the river, there is a river house, where you can see people dancing in the window. It wasn't that horrifying until I found what was beyond the river.

Cont?

...

Just in case

You are angry/sad about how your relationship ended, you feel regretful of the choices you made and the perople that got hurt

not OP, but please continue

yes, cont please
those dreams sound really interesting.

Are there any obvious difference between your life and a typical one?

The relationship didn't end. We're very happy actually

Unlikely, but yes.
If you feel like it's that way, don't feel bad. It's always good to take some time inbetween relationahips (exceptions aside)

My bad, assumed otherwise.
If the dream didnt hit you hard and it's not recurring then I wouldn't worry too much.
Real life emotions and actions > dreams

Okay, you're wrong on every point, you tried.
I'm fluent in 4 languages, accomplished artist (painting sculpting photography music writing)and often labeled as "know it all" on a large range of subjects. I've read most of the works of Nietzsche, Carl Jung and the like. Boring you said?

Very good.

How about a second one :
>All around is pitchblack or I'm blind
>I can't feel a body
>I'm just thoughts in a big nothing
>There is no sound or anything else
>Just my thoughts and a big nothing
>So many things to think over
>And it felt like I was there for years
After I woke up, I was thirsty as fuck and felt I hadn't slept for ages. Barely able to stand up, massive headache, numb body, iron taste in my mouth, burning throat. Even didn't noticed the alarm going off. I had bitten my lips and tongue, the blood had already dried by then. My cat was going crazy, that woke me up.

It comes and goes. It's happened 3 or 4 times a week to once a month and i get pretty sad when it does come around

not OP, but you indeed sound fucking arrogant, thus boring

You just lack confidence, projection is a bad thing.

>I think their products are made from nothing.

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ok, thanks for your knowledge, doc.

one more question - my dream felt 'special' in a way. I also once had another one that felt 'special', which was explained by an excellent psychology student. The explanation has shown me the right exit out of a very hard situation.

the question is: are some dreams indeed 'special' and more important than the others? Is it indeed possible to know which is which?
Or is it just my delusion?

and what is the base for your assumption about my lack of confidence?

>be in unknown diner
>have sandwich
>open the sandwich
>full of maggots
>leave the diner
and then I woke up, that was 4-5 days ago now

Op here.
I'd suggest you not venture too deep in those dreams, if you like how it is right now, then don't do/change anything.
Otherwise: study lucid dreaming, get the power of gods, fall in the rabbit hole, regret it.
For the love of God just do drugs or have sex if you are that bored

Your previous answer and the fact I know you would be the arrogant kind if you had things to be proud of yourself (that's why I was talking about projection)

>For the love of God just do drugs or have sex if you are that bored
I want it painted somewhere.
On a wall, on a mug... somewhere

The ironic boring was referred to the fact that you didn't study dreams, calm down cowboy

there's exactly 0 data on which you could ever base such assumptions.
If anyone, you are the one projecting

Learn to write properly then, jolly jumper

The ironic boring was referred to the fact that you probably didn't study dreams, calm down cowboy.
Sorry to tell you taht if you actually studied that, you're a very active person and you keep a diary journal, you may actually have a disorder (nothing "bad", only annoying)

So last night, I'm in some third world type nation, like rural Bolivia or some shit. But I'm at some rich dude's mansion. I never meet the guy. I'm with my father in law and some other people, we're wine tasting or something, just usual small group entertainment stuff. We're in this like room off the rich dudes bedroom that is basically an accessory room. All his watches and rings and money clips and other rich dude stuff are all laid out like it was a department store so he could seemingly pick what he was going to wear that day and go. The area we were in was just off that, it had a large table. So it was off his bedroom, this wasn't like his livingroom or something, this was clearly a more private area. The was a guy working back there, his only job seemed to be to keep the display cases looking good. So, something happens, I don't know what but I know hell is about to break loose, this guy is gone, he's not coming back, like prison or hostage I dont know but it's bad. I know that means one thing, this dudes house is about to get looted. So I go into his bedroom and he has a more traditional closet in his bedroom, I go in there find a bag and start shoving shit in. He's got a small safe in his closet that's open, looks like some cash so I grab it. There's some special looking canes, I take em. I grab a couple suit jackets too. I go into his display room and start grabbing some watches and some rings.

Then it happens, looting begins. These people are poor right so they're taking everything including wall fixtures. I realize fuck this guy is about to lose everything I should grab some special items and save them from being looted in case he ever gets out, partially because FIL saw me stealing and I felt guilty. I head back into the display room which has been taken over by professionals who are cataloging all the shit they're taking. I make my way to his big safe and grab his college ring from OSU and a few other rings. The pros are pissed but I make it out. Fin

Why do you know I'm right then?
Now you'll either reply trying to refute that fact or boil with rage looking at my reply and try not to hit the post button

You're the only one that can tell.
Some dreams are more meaningful than others, especially if they are recurring or you wake up in a weird way

My bad then, I'm indeed (hyper)active and indeed have a disorder, was just curious if you could pin which one.

Sometimes in dreams I'm holding a gun but I can never pull the trigger effectively, like it's really hard to pull I need both hands.

Also sometimes in dreams when I throw a punch it might as well be spaghetti for how soft I end up hitting them when I make contact.

You either had a partial cerebral coma (drug cocktail) or something biological that goes beyond my abilities.
If you didn't take drugs, you should thibk about your life habits and improve them where possible, otherwise just see a good doc irl

I can't open my eyes all the way sometimes. Everything is blurry like I'm squinting but I'm trying to open them as hard as I can

nah, neither.
You have shown the arrogance I accused you of, proving nothing to me. I'm good already

I don't remember my dreams, never have. I know I dream, but the details leave me as soon as I'm up.

Interpret that, fucknut.

Relationships usually make you sacrifice something.
Think about what you physichally or methaporically lost by getting/staying with your gf
Hint: it's probably a person

Okay

>be me
>walking down the golden road from the wizard of Oz with Hermione Granger for Harry Potter
>Snakes and Ladders coming down from the clouds, some Minecraft cubes here and there
>Arrive at a two-way cross road with signs written in Hylian
>We're looking for the way to Hogwarts
>Ask Hermione wich way is the right one, figure she must knw how to read Hylian
>"I don't know user"
>get mad at her
>grab her and throw her to the ground
>start punching and kicking her to death
>stop when she's a bloody mess of broken bones and blood
>wake up

What does it mean ?

Dreams most of the time reflect a situation that happened the day/hourse before you went to bed.
It's nothing to think/worry about now unless it's recurring.
You just had a generic bad/uncomfortablr experience that day

You just replied using a negative and trying to justify yourself, but I like you

I'm not a machine.
Idk how you bad it is for you, but there are some herbs/meds that can help, I'm not very informed on the matter though honestly.
If you feel frustrated by all this, you can try talking about it with a therapist/someone that can follow you

Woah yeah, i had a pretty shitty day that Friday. Thanks, dude. You gonna be a regular poster here?

Do you have difficulties in making decision and committing?

To answer the question, my dreams and life are very similar, but different, like sometimes the distances aren't right, or there's something there that doesn't quite belong, like a spiral staircase at the old school I went to, or blue carpet in the usually Grey-carpeted auditorium, which is at the school, a place in the east. I'm at lunch right now so I can't post everything, I might write it down to post later.

I snuck past the Dead End once without being seen. I came up on the river, thinking of how I can cross it. It's a small river, more of a creek than anything. I noticed a window-maker, a dead tree that's held up by vines and branches, was hanging by the riverbank. Grabbing a long pole, I pushed the window maker over, creating a bridge. I heard a knocking, like a fist on glass, and as I looked coming from the riverhouse. As I looked back there, I saw the inhabitants of that house, pressed up against the window, skin where faces should have been. I was frozen as it's headlights shined in my eyes. Whatever was in that building must have notified the Dead End Creature of my presence. As soon as I realized this, I ran across the widowmaker, trying not to slip. I ran into the Forest, a new location I'd discovered. I ran for only about a mile before I realized I had lost it, and began exploring.

Doc was the opinion my metabolic system was pretty fucked up (without any drugs) and I had nearly died.

I'm pretty big, have a very low blood pressure and normally metabolic reactions like a sloth. I need to rely on outer stimuli for not falling asleep in calmer moments, yet I'm having trouble sleeping at night. It's easier to sleep at day. And I got dysthymia with recurring double depression. Because I refuse to suicide, I'm not taken serious, though.

You probably feel like you betrayed aomeone you shoudln't havr to and feel guilty about it.
Maybe you got out of a situation where instead you should have suffered

i keep dreaming i've moved back to my old house.
I've lived at my current place for 21 years and i'm fairly happy here.

When you try opening you eyes in a dream, you irl you is trying it too.
It's not a dream, you'are actually doing it (if you keep at it for sone time you'll end up waking up, also works with screaming)

Study how dream work, keep a diary journal, in a couple weeka you should start remembering your dreams better than most people
Have a good day

>cont?
>cont?
I will continue to explore as long as I have to. I work a high-risk job and if I don't sleep well I am putting my coworkers at risk.

I get a massive erection whenever I see an attractive woman in scrubs, then I think of that Freud faggot because my mom is a nurse.

What the fuck did you eat user?
Night dreams can get messy during heavy digeation.
99% it's just a mix of what you did/think/watch during the day + a bad supper, no deeper meaning

Ehy, why not?
I'm probably gonna die soon anyway

Op here.
Are you an experienced videogamer?

I ate nothing out of the ordinary, nor did I watch anything that could have made me have a really weird dream.

This one will always be my weirdest dreams, I have some other dreams I remember, one I'd like to know the meaning of because it was a recurent nightmare when I was a kid.

Your obly way out is keeping a healthy body.
Start exercising, get a sleeping schedule, eat well, etc.
Try simulating your dreams during the day, at rest. Kinda like meditating.
You can't scale down you illnessess, but you can get stronger.

My best friend passed away 10 years ago.

Every single night I have a reoccurring dream that I'm standing in his living room looking at the fireplace. No one else is there, there's no noise or anything and nothing happens. Same exact thing every single time. The 10 year anniversary of his passing is September 1st

Not happy enought it seems.
Think of the thing that you miss most about your old house, maybe it was someone you knew there or the place around

Then learn how to dominate your lucid dreams, you need weapons if you wanna explore, no?

Slight kek.
Truth is, we know very little about sexuality, and you shouldn't feel ashamed of anything you dream

I had two recurring dreams when I was a child.

The first dream involved me walking up a winding dirt road to the top of a cliff where a fort is half way busted down.
I enter this fort through the missing front door, ahead of me is a partial wall with a tapestry, and strewn about the room are some tall candle sticks and some wooden containers,
the biggest portion of wall that is still standing is on my left, up against it is a large bed with a red almost velvet like blanket, and on it is a naked woman on her back
being pounded by a giant black panther. There is another tall blonde woman that is holding the Panther's leash.


Another is outside my childhood home and as I am walking from the backyard to the front I see a group of cloaked figures standing over one of those old bassinets, as I get closer I hear this awful slurping and chewing sound.
I take a few more steps and the figures and the slurping stops, they slowly stand up then quickly turn toward me. They all appear to have grey skin, pointed teeth and each one has a set of brightly colored eyes.
They lunge at me and that is when I wake up sweating with sweat soaked sheets.

Unless it's recurring/something specific happened that day, it's nothing so I wouldn't worry.
If you don't remember a past recurring nightnare it's a good sign.

Neat, any particular reason I'm trying but don't open them?

shit that is spot fucking on and related to FIL too. Thanks man!