Strange Dreams...

Thought I'd share some interesting dreams I've had along with othe peculiarities about myself, wondered if anyone has had similar experiences..

I had a dream a few years back that i was wandering around a small city, it was very descriptive and very familiar, though i had never been there before, i heard laughter all around me, but saw no people, i decided to follow the voices and ended up at a small bar that was packed with people i didn't know, but there was so much happiness inside i ventured in, when i made my way thru the hallway past all of the people (all looking in the same direction) I walked into an open room where there was a booth with a younger man who was really familiar sitting with women on both sides, it obvious he was the main attraction and that all eyes were on him, when i stepped in the room he told the girls to get up, and said 4 words I can't forget but ofte find myself wondering if it was my imagination or what was really said...."This is my son". immediately after he said it i woke up.

my father died in 95, i was only 11 but he had always been around, i assume it was him as a young man in my dream. I'm not religious by any means, though i find myself wondering if he had somehow visited me while i slept, to say its ok, since i was older i would be able to understand more...i dunno i think it's cool, it wasn't some winged angel of my father it was him how he always was, surrounded by friends, a ladies man, even in a bar, they were all aspects of his life, and i wonder if that was a short glimpse into what the afterlife holds for us all, it was a really deep experience.

Another dream i had is much shorter and possibly more of a hallucination...

when i was 16, I woke up one morning with a massive bloody nose, no idea how it happened but i got out of bed and went to lay on the couch in our living room, i remember the sun was just starting to come up and it was that orange/yellow light filtering thru the window, i leaned back on a pillow feeling dizzy like i had lost a lot of blood, when i shut my eyes i felt a slight movement on the couch cusion my feet were on and i opened my eyes and saw an older black man sitting by my feet, he was wearing a greyish, maybe even green business suit, he was bald except for bits of white hair on the sides of his head and a mustache, he looked over at me and smiled and said, "don't worry, it's not your time yet" then i blinked and he was gone....really weirded me out at first, and still does, i don't know who he was, or why he looks so clear in my memory, i feel like i have people(somethign) looking out for me, even though i dont practice a religion....


all that said...and if anyone is still reading Thanks!

I'll say another thing about myself that has thus far not been able to be explained, and also tends to creep people out....

Sometimes I visualize things from other people's eyes, i suppose it's seeing what they're seeing, or even seeing someone and being able to describe what they're wearing where in a certain room they are, if they're sitting/standing/laying down, if the lights are on, if a tv or radio is playing...i can see it all, even if I've never been in the house or seen pictures, I've been on the phone and laughed at a friend who lives in another state for something they did in their room, and told them when they asked what i laughed at, only to have them freak out because they didnt say anything about it to me.....I'm not saying im Psychic my any means, but i have a different type of sight than everybody else i think, also amazingly enough it wont happen unless im 100% sober, when i'm high all of these visions seem clouded and i can only see thru my eyes, not my mind....

i probably sound like im stoned now, but i'm not, i was just thinking about all of these strange things, and wondered if anyone has ever had something similar happen, i know i cant be alone....so c'mon, time to share creepy facts about yourself!

im too faded to read all that! sorry lol

Ok, I read all yours, and I gotta share some:

I used to hear and see wierd shit at my friends apartment. Whenever I took a shower there, I'd hear someone calling my FRIEND'S name. I was sitting in the living room once, and I felt someone walk behind me to the kitched, and then they knocked over the trash can. When I didn't hear anyone pick it up I turned around and no one was there. And once I was laying in my friend's bed, in the dark, and the bathroom door opened, I heard footsteps walk from the bathroom, along side me on the bed, and to the door, and RIGHT when the sound reached the door, it opened.

One day I was at his place all alone, and I was laying on the couch. I was laying with my head kinda under a pillow, so I couldn't see the whole room. Then I saw bare feet and a long skirt walk past. At first I didn't react, then I remembered I was ALONE. I swear to God, that happened while I was awake. I got scared and buried my head in the pillow.

Then I must have fallen asleep without realizing it, because I got up and walked into the bedroom, which is where the person had headed. In the bedroom was a woman, I couldn't see her face, but she was wearing a long black dress with roses. I asked her if she was the one doing all the creepy stuff around here. She said, "Yes, that's us." I asked if there was someone else here. She said "Yes, Bob's here too."

Then my friend came home and woke me up. I told him everything I dreamed and that had been happening. And guess what? He told me that his mom had actually died in the bathroom (where I kept hearing someone call HIS name) of a brain anurism. I knew she had died, but not IN the house. And when I told him about the dress, he said his mom was buried in her favorite dress which was black with red roses. And he said that Bob is the name of a guy who used to be their landlord, but died, who apparently had a thing for his mom....

Ok, that was really long, but I had to share. lol, I AM psychic, or at least that's what I've been told. Before I was born, my grandmother visited a psychic (before my brothers were born too). The psychic described what we would be like, and was pretty accurate. She said I'd be gifted in some way, like that, you know? Enough shit has happened to me that I kinda believe it...

Wikidbchofthewst said:

Ok, I read all yours, and I gotta share some:

I used to hear and see wierd shit at my friends apartment. Whenever I took a shower there, I'd hear someone calling my FRIEND'S name. I was sitting in the living room once, and I felt someone walk behind me to the kitched, and then they knocked over the trash can. When I didn't hear anyone pick it up I turned around and no one was there. And once I was laying in my friend's bed, in the dark, and the bathroom door opened, I heard footsteps walk from the bathroom, along side me on the bed, and to the door, and RIGHT when the sound reached the door, it opened.

One day I was at his place all alone, and I was laying on the couch. I was laying with my head kinda under a pillow, so I couldn't see the whole room. Then I saw bare feet and a long skirt walk past. At first I didn't react, then I remembered I was ALONE. I swear to God, that happened while I was awake. I got scared and buried my head in the pillow.

Then I must have fallen asleep without realizing it, because I got up and walked into the bedroom, which is where the person had headed. In the bedroom was a woman, I couldn't see her face, but she was wearing a long black dress with roses. I asked her if she was the one doing all the creepy stuff around here. She said, "Yes, that's us." I asked if there was someone else here. She said "Yes, Bob's here too."

Then my friend came home and woke me up. I told him everything I dreamed and that had been happening. And guess what? He told me that his mom had actually died in the bathroom (where I kept hearing someone call HIS name) of a brain anurism. I knew she had died, but not IN the house. And when I told him about the dress, he said his mom was buried in her favorite dress which was black with red roses. And he said that Bob is the name of a guy who used to be their landlord, but died, who apparently had a thing for his mom....

Ok, that was really long, but I had to share. lol, I AM psychic, or at least that's what I've been told. Before I was born, my grandmother visited a psychic (before my brothers were born too). The psychic described what we would be like, and was pretty accurate. She said I'd be gifted in some way, like that, you know? Enough shit has happened to me that I kinda believe it...

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dude you got me scared to take a shower now...seriously

if i saw any of that i'd pee my pants, i dont see ghosts...or w/e they may be ...i dont think, i mean every thing i've seen was safe and friendly, i feel like my father is something spiritual that keeps watch over me, though i still feel he has passed on, and has his happiness knowing me and my brothers and sister are ok, im sure he watches them too...eh shit im sounding like a believer lol...moving on...

what type of psychic are we talking? like connection to the afterlife, seeing the future....let me know cuz well i'll tell you later lol but let me know

Well, the thing with my friend's mom was wierd. Because as I found out more, I came to know that my friend actually blamed himself for his mother's death, because it was stress related and he knows he stressed her out a lot. And that dream isn't the only time I felt like I talked to his mom...

My friend (the one i'm talking about) taught me a card game Con Quan, that his mother loved. One day, I got this really strong urge to deal a hand to no one, and play against myself. And this might sound crazy, but I swear to god, I think it was her I played. Everytime I did it, the hand I delt HER won. I can't say that I heard her voice, but thoughts would form in my head that weren't my own.

Honestly, I believe she didn't want her son to blame himself for her death, and she talked to me cuz he wouldn't listen. It took me a while to make him listen to me, but eventually he stopped blaming himself...and i stopped playing con quan by myself, or feeling like she was there with me.

As for other psychic shit...I've had dreams come true. I knew the president after Clinton would be Bush, even though at the time I paid no attention to politics, I didn't even know who Bush WAS. I've seen ghosts and heard voices since I was a kid.

Well, it started when I was a kid. But my grandma was schizophrenic, so I thought if you hear voices it means your crazy. I thought that so long, I think I blocked it out, cuz I didn't hear voices or see things for a long time. When I turned 13 it started again.

It's not like crazy shit, you know voices telling me to go to the zoo and free the kangeroos. It's usually someone calling me, or whispering. Once, I was outside this abandoned house that was supposed to be haunted. I was up at the door, which was boarded up, testing it to see if it was loose. And I heard this child's voice whisper to me, "Help me, let me out of here, it's dark in here..."

I have never run so fast in my LIFE.

I always have dreams that im cheating on my wife

I also always have dreams about my kids like trying to save them from stuff

I used to have this dream that people were all in my house and i couldnt make them leave


Reasons:
Im feinding for some strange

I worry about my kids

I used to have people all parting in my crib all the time



almost all my dreams are set in the house i grew up in until i was 18, im 28 now and havnt been in the house for ten years,

but for some reason almost all my dreams occur in this house


u speak arabic storm?

kefac, bas ana arooh ala al bate rah a dakin hashish oo echrub beera, enta caman?

that's not fair, I want to know what that last bit said!

...marhaba, ana behkair, kefak?....only got bits and pieces.... though hashish pokes out at anyone here i think

I haven't spoke Arabic in a long time, and reading the english translations of the words was never my strong point, i remember a lil from when i was growing up in jersey with all the rest of my family from Leb(15 years ago...) now i live in spanish territory, and nobody knows what I'm talking bout in english anyway so i kinda let arabic go, trying to pick it up again, but now it's so much harder to re-learn. No one out where i am speaks arabic...except my jordanian friend at the 7-11, but he doesnt speak it if other people are around....sucks


wikid thas cool bout the card game....as for the voices, I've heard things like that before...kinda blocked it out too, i don't hear them a lot...actually not at all recently, but when i was younger like 10/11/12ish(somewhere in that time frame) i was at an old house my moms friend lived at, that had been an active part of the underground railroad moving slaves....i remember walking in and sitting in there fine for awhile then all at once i started hearing a bunch of people talking saying to get to the door, weird shit like "him, yea him, that one" "Open the door" it wasnt really coming from any location just in my head, i got so worked up it made me sick and after i puked i ran outside and it finally stopped...i never went back into that house, and after he moved a year later they tore it down, when i told him what happened he told me that the basement was dark and creepy, and that it had hidden passages in it where "a lot of bad things" probably happened, i also had a friend in elementary school that lived in that same area(underground railroad/Daniel Shays rebellion....) his house still had musket balls embedded in the original wood walls under the wall paper...i know a lot of bad things happened there, i always heard people screaming in pain when i went in his backyard where the tunnels and the old stable was, i'd hear gunshots and screaming and just try tuning it out, I've never seen anything besides in my dreams, but the voices have always been there, I've also heard people saying "don't worry", or "it's ok" so i dont think anything is intended to scare me, its just the opportunity to be heard is rare...i dunno...as for dreams of the future, i had a dream 2 days before columbine that i was in a cafeteria and an explosion went off, whe i ducked behind a stack of tray i heard shooting and screaming....when i woke up i asked someone what they thought of my dream, he said i was crazy, 2 days later i watched the columbine shooting on the news when they talked about the pipe bombs in the cafeteria, and all the shots fired, Most of the bad things i've seen happen in the last 10 years, happened in my dreams before they actually happened, i saw a war in the desert with graphs of deaths rising...I also have dreams i hope dont come true, like class-warfare in the united states...rich vs poor, another civil war, i saw a lot of bodies in that dream, i have dreams sometimes that don't feel like they're based on me, but from other peoples perspectives, I've seen executions in the street while asleep, only to have someone call me a week later and say someone i grew up with was killed, i don't share this stuff with people cuz most don't understand, I'm happy someone else is in the same boat, i started thinkin i was losin it lol.

I've had some intense dream experiences, but I generally can analyze it so that I'm not too bothered. I have had a couple that I could never really explain.
I'm a sweetheart, no really, I'm a nice person who loves nothing more than to make others happy. Yet lately I keep having dreams where I have a position of authority over teenage girls, as a camp counselor or a principal, and I use my power over them to sexually assault them. This isn't a lucid dream, I watch myself rape girls.

Another weird one: I'm walking down a street, when suddenly I hear the agonized screaming of a toddler begging for the pain to stop, "It hurts! It hurts!" I look in the direction of the screaming and see a car-seat facing away from me. Slowly it begins to turn towards me. I prepare myself to see the grotesquely mutilated body of a child. Finally I see that the chair is empty instead, and for some reason this seems so much worse.
The screaming has stopped, and for a moment everything is still. Then the chair starts to slide towards me.
I run away.

I don't think I've had any moments of true contact with anything mystical. While I do accept that these things may be true or real, I don't seem to have any sense of it. So long as it stays that way I'm a happy chick. I'm a Blue Pill person if there ever was one.

EarthlyPassions said:

I've had some intense dream experiences, but I generally can analyze it so that I'm not too bothered. I have had a couple that I could never really explain.
I'm a sweetheart, no really, I'm a nice person who loves nothing more than to make others happy. Yet lately I keep having dreams where I have a position of authority over teenage girls, as a camp counselor or a principal, and I use my power over them to sexually assault them. This isn't a lucid dream, I watch myself rape girls.

Another weird one: I'm walking down a street, when suddenly I hear the agonized screaming of a toddler begging for the pain to stop, "It hurts! It hurts!" I look in the direction of the screaming and see a car-seat facing away from me. Slowly it begins to turn towards me. I prepare myself to see the grotesquely mutilated body of a child. Finally I see that the chair is empty instead, and for some reason this seems so much worse.
The screaming has stopped, and for a moment everything is still. Then the chair starts to slide towards me.
I run away.

I don't think I've had any moments of true contact with anything mystical. While I do accept that these things may be true or real, I don't seem to have any sense of it. So long as it stays that way I'm a happy chick. I'm a Blue Pill person if there ever was one.

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id run away from the car seat too, perhaps it is something from your past subconsciously buried that you dont remember, perhaps you were hurt in a car seat? as for raping teenage girls, it's strange but I've heard of much worse, i think in analysis it might be something completely different, but ima stop acting like i know something about it, cuz i dont.

I've had dreams in the 3rd person a lot, i've seen myself doing fucked up things, i watched myself getting eaten alive by a mechanical bear....no idea what it means it didnt kill me in the end just bit off all my limbs so i was turned into a somewhat mechanical man with prosthetics, there were more details of that dream but i don't want to write another book lol...dreams are weird.

Lucid dreaming is crazy, anyone here ever been able to do it? I've been able to control my dreams since I was a kid, because my schizophrenic grandmother taught me how. It's not like she instructed me or anything, but she was telling me about how most of your dream is controlled by what you think. She told me about this time she was dreaming of looking at a picture of a clown. She said, "And I thought 'that clown looks like it's going to reach right out of the picture and squeeze my nose....and then he did!'"

The very first time I did it, I was dreaming that I was on a plane that was going down. All the other passengers were gone, so I went up to find the pilot. My grandma was sitting in the pilots seat. I told her I was scared, because we were going down and I didn't know what to do. She told me, "Remember that it's your dream, you can control it."

So I willed myself out of the plane. Next thing I knew I was floating down in a parachute. The land below me looked really icky, swamp like and scary. And I changed it to a grassy field. When I landed and got out of my parachute, I was in the middle of this beautiful field surrounded by butterflies...it was really crazy.

Ever since then, I've been able to control my dreams when I want. But I have to know it's a dream. Sometimes controlling a dream helps me realize it's only a dream....

the collective unconscious is a mind boggling thing. Smoke some more weed and read Carl Jung's theories yo.

I tried lucid dreaming once.....I remember i was like riding a bike up a hill then I thought i wish i had a bike that was easier to pedal, and the bike changed to like a 10speed in first gear and I realized I was dreaming. I tried to control my dream after that but i thought I woke up, and I dreamed I was lying in bed but i could hear a child's voice or breathing or something coming from the foot of my bed and it freaked me out, and then I woke up.

Dude, that's exactly how it works in my lucid dreams! I just think of what I want, and I kinda will it to happen. I just refuse to accept otherwise, you know? Like I think it to myself with confidence, like it's a fact. Because if I doubt myself at all, it doesn't work, I KNOW this.

I've had some really scary dreams before. I've dreamt I've gone to hell TWICE. I dreamt of the end of the world once (it was insane, because after the world ended it began again). I once dreamt that I was sacrificed to these crazy alien beings...

But yeah, there have been times when I'm having a nightmare, and I realize it's just a dream, and I turn that shit around. Like once, I can't remember it all, but I was being attacked by this guy...and I don't know exactly what I thought, but I knew it was a dream, and I could kick this guy's ass if I believed it. And I did. I fucked that guy UP, like nasty status. And I know in real life I couldn't kick a guy's ass like that, but I got straight vicious in that dream.

Or there have been times when I just flat wanted a different dream and I made it happen. But sometimes I still have confused dreams that I don't know I'm dreaming at the time, and those I can't change at all.

I've had maybe one or two lucid dreams, but whenever I try to really take over what was happening I always woke up.
Has anyone here ever had sleep paralyzes? When you're awake, and you can see and hear the waking world, but you can't move or speak? Or even worse, you're awake but your eyes are closed and you can't open them. You're just trapped in the darkness till you somehow manage to move.
I hate that.

I've had both of those, but not since I was younger...it freaked me out pretty bad.