You know what is wierd, you drift into unconsciousness and it is nothing but black. Then yuo feel like a couple minutes later, it is morning. You guys get me?
SS - Yeah, I know what you mean. I’ll just be in the bed, totally relaxed, just listening to the sound of my breathing (sometimes I’ll be sending little “thought prayers” to God) and my eyes will slowly close - then they POP open and daylight is shining through my window!
I believe that is when the body enters into stages 3 and 4 of sleep - “deep sleep.” Usually that’s where REM occurs. How the complete phenomenon of sleep occurs, I really don’t know.
Whew. Last night I dreamt that I was back at school [crazy. I don’t go to school anymore!] and I was trying to cook chicken fingers and french fries for some get together thing at the school. Then my neighbor showed up and we went into this classroom that was supposed to be haunted, but it was all fake? I don’t know, haha. It was confusing and jumping all over the place.
Whoa. My dream was strange. My brother and I were flying a small plane through the red rock area and we tried to land it - didn’t crash but landed feebly on it’s side on the side of a mountain. o_O That was … weird.
I hate planes. I couldn’t stop thinking of 9/11 when I was on them, my sister too, I discovered afterwards … it irks me. That and the turbulence. xP
Ever had a dream that you were awake late at night and could sleep for hours, then you hear the voice of your parents talling you to get up, then you snap out of your dream?
FONY: Oh, 9/11 wasn’t that bad. Plane crashes happen a lot, but they’re still so far the safest form of travel in the world (other than walking, which many Americans have forgotten xD). 9/11 is only 0.8181818181…
AD: Whoa. That’s a weird one.
TSS: Oh, I know, it’s just weird. It’s like you know when you’re sleeping, but yet you can’t move. Like “tessering”, sorta. 
Maybe in a death toll perspective, it wasn’t that bad, but come on. You probably would understand more if you lived in the New York area - I was on edge for weeks after 9/11- I cried, not afraid to admit it. It was a scary time. I still have nightmares about it. You can’t say it wasn’t that bad. Lots of people had to go to therapy after it, even some young children, even those who didn’t have someone who died in the WTC.
I know I don’t think of other sorts of plane crashes while in a plane but the first thing that comes to mind is and will always be 9/11.
I am really interested in this topic. As I want to express some details about some very surreal dreams I have had in the past. In fact what makes them surreal is the fact that they obviously have meant something or was a foretelling of what my future would be like.
Dream One…
I had this one when I was really, REALLY young. It was about these dark, mencing black clouds floating around outside of my old home. And some were floating around close to the ground, as well. And I was just playing outside with my family.
Strangely enough a few of the clouds started to zoom towards us. And then I screamed and ran into my home to find it locked from the inside… leaving us trapped outside! So I tried to run for the back door and found it was locked, too. And then I found myself surrounded by these strange, black clouds as they were creeping up on me.
And that’s when I woke up.
Dream Two…
This one had a rather major impact upon me.
A lonely, purple flower growing all by it’s lonesome was just sitting within an empty field of nothingness. And there I was just watching it, enthralled by it. It was mesmerising for me as it obviously was an indication of me and my loneliness.
Then a rather unexpected turn of events happens as a giant “construction” vehicle soon drives it’s way in and soon crushes the poor flower. I feel a sting like I felt it’s pain when it dies. And then the truck comes chasing after me. And I find myself running to my home with the truck chasing me…
Then it all goes black…
And I wake up… and I’m sobbing hard because that dream does have some sort of meaning.
I had the second dream a few years back. And it was obviously a symbolization of something. I don’t know what it could mean. But it’s just so surreal and vivid.
Last night was strange. I think it had something to do with Wicked. Elphaba and Galinda came over my house (which wasn’t really my house but some cool rotting mansion castle thingamabob) and Elphie said something like “No thank you, we just need to … and then we’ll be on our way.” Can’t remember what she said but then I woke up. As little of that dream as I can recall … it seemed cool. 
I’m OZ-obsessed at the moment, so shush. 
Sorry for the double post, but- the other night, I had a dream that I met and got pictures with Alan Cumming. <3 Sounds extremely fangirly, but he’s one of my muses so it can’t be helped … seems I’m looking forward to “The Bacchae” this summer much more than I realize. Probably won’t get to meet him but still … I’ll be in the same room as him, which is good enough for me.
I had a dream about horses and a really long racetrack, but one problem, the horses were the spectators and the runners were people.
Im that sort of person, too. Expect the stuff over here is a little more realistic?
Awesome dream, TSS!
I dreamt there was a church service in my living room, and I had to drive to Alabama.
I had a dream about a large library, but I had no arms.
TSS: Eh? At least you had eyes, lol.
Yep, that kinda helps, a little.
I dreamt 2 nights ago (i intended to post it here yesterday, but for some WEIRD reason, i forgot) that I was at the entrance of Pixar Animation Studios (a sign read “Pixar Animation Studios” but the building looked like a university) in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Well, I don’t know why, but I posed as a Pixarian, to find that the real Pixarians (one of which included Rachel) didn’t get defensive about me walking up to the door past the gate. So I find that the door is…UNLOCKED and UNGUARDED. Then I see a tour guide (witw1!!!) come and pick me up along with other fans, and took me on a tour of the building. The weird thing is that I didn’t see any other Pixarians on the tour of their offices, and then it was lunchtime, we went to the cafeteria and Brad Bird gave us free lunch, and then he asked for eveyone t pay for it. I had no money (come on, he said it was free!) and Brad Bird looked at everyone and went “Oooooooh…” and he kicked me out. Right when I was exiting the building, I woke up.
I always have dreams where I’m telling people I know, something I meant to tell them. 
Which is completely freakin’ stupid …
I had a nightmare a couple of nights back that wasn’t so scary when I retell it, but for some reason I woke up in a cold sweat and my heart couldn’t stop hammering in my chest. And just recalling it still sends chills, though it really wasn’t very scary. In fact, it was so stupid I won’t even recall it.
Serves me right for not meditating and forgetting to bring my dreamcatcher in the back room. It doesn’t always work, but it’s great for reassurance and there’s less of a chance of them.
Moi? Only in someone’s dream could I be a Pixarian.
I think I had this dream before, but I was playing a game like Smash Brawl, butn instead of Nintendo characters, the fighters were all TI SUpers.
