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Post by Rock114 on Jan 23, 2017 18:08:41 GMT
I have been taking psychology lately, and I learned that what most people believe dreams mean are the yearning of the mind which would make an awful lot of sense for me. Seeing how I had at least five dreams over the course of six month's last year that all revolved around meeting one person. That being, well, you know who it is I've said it enough times. It is quite annoying when you dream about something you really want, but wake up to find it was just a vision of the mind. So you're saying I want to die painfully and in terror. Thanks for making me feel better.
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Jan 23, 2017 18:17:20 GMT
I love how everyone is just messing with me after I said I started taking psychology.
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Post by Hunter1324 on Jan 28, 2017 9:07:04 GMT
Have you ever had a nightmare which despite being disturbing and very, very weird could be explained in an incredibly rational way? Last night I had one of those nightmares, right off the bat it was a very weird one because unlike most nightmares in which you're experiencing whatever is going on directly in this one I was just a mere spectator for what was, to all intents and purposes, a documentary (this is very relevant) about the tragic sinking of ship. The narrator starts describing the ship which was a two to three mast sailing ship as well as the crew and the passengers which numbered 65 in total (also relevant), oddly enough they were dressed in a very early XXth century fashion which was something one wouldn't expect looking at the ship which looked like something out of the XVIth century. The documentary went through a great detail about the people embarked aboard the ship, from the very generic old bearded captain and the sailors under his command to a couple that was getting married during the trip (was that even a thing back in the turn of the XXth century?) and all their extended families from their elders to the young nephews (one of whom was a baby a few weeks old). Aboard the ship there was also the crew mascot, a small monkey with a long tail which at the time seemed almost like throw-away but becomes relevant latter on. One night while sailing just off the coast of Galicia (the one in Spain not the one between Poland and Ukraine which has no coast-line) the ship suffers an accident and sinks, by chance or by choice the very same night the couple abroad the ship was getting married, oddly instead of being sunken by bad weather or a fire I pictured the whole thing exploding in fiery fireball, almost everybody dies immediately except a couple (which I imagined was the one getting married) which stay afloat on a piece of wood Titanic-style before said piece gave-in and they died of hypothermia in the water. And then is when the very creepy parts starts... For some reason none of the bodies could be recovered from the water initially, they were only found a few weeks later washed ashore, the local medic was the one tasked with identifying the corpses many of which were very poorly preserved (something that was very graphic in the nightmare) and torn to pieces, after a few days he assembled and identified all the victims so they could be buried by their families, however a few months after that happened the bride's closest living relatives demanded to open her coffin, once it was open it was revealed that the coffin contained the intermingled remains of two bodies, including two heads and two necks seemingly erupting from the same torso (again, very graphic in the nightmare) the narrator explains that both corpses were identified as the engaged couple and goes on to explain how more corpses from the victims were exhumated only to find grotesque mash-ups of body parts fragments (some coffins having three feet, some corpses having two left hands and so on). Of particular note was the coffin where the young baby was buried, his remains had been mixed up with the bones from the crew's pet monkey resulting in an uncanny human baby headed (without any teeth in it's jaws) corpse with monkey legs and a long tail, as you can imagine this was very graphic and included anthropologist style detailed anatomical drawings of the horrifying chimera. That one last mental image woke me up and I was shaking for a few minutes thinking how the hell I could think of something that grotesque and then it dawned on me. Remember how I said that the dream was a very rational one? Well, before going to sleep I watched a documentary-style program about one of the biggest military blunders that happened in my country in the last decades, where 7 5 people died in a plane accident (the machine being a very poorly maintained Yak-42) en route to Afghanistan while making a stop on an airfield in Turkey, this taking place in May 2003. Among the victims they were 62 Spanish soldiers, since elections in Spain were very near it was decided to rush the identification job with all 62 coffins being repatriated to Spain within two days. Here it gets morbid again. A few days later controversy started when it became clear that some of the coffins contained the remains of more than one person, three months latter while searching the area of the plane crash some of the families found personal objects of their deceased members several of which had allegedly being used to identified their corpses. Most of the miss-identified bodies can't be ever identified properly since most of them were either cremated or in too bad conditions to identify. It wasn't until 2009 that a court took place only judging three of the people who had been tasked with the corpse identification neither of which ended on jail (one of them died before and the other two avoided prison and returned to their jobs less than six years latter). the MoD at the time who was the reason why the soldiers embarked in such poorly maintained aircraft was never judged and it's still working on his political party which he had actively protected through the many, many corruption charges that the party has been involved in. Most notably he has never apologized to the soldiers families and never aknowledge the mistakes he made at the time.So yeah add in a bit of the Titanic, the Prestige oiler accident (which happened off the coast of Galicia two years before but which I remember in a similar way do to the perceived time compression) and some random Paleo- Junk you get a perfectly logical explanation for one of the most surreal and disgusting nightmares I ever had.
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Post by Teacakes on Jan 28, 2017 9:22:58 GMT
I've had dreams about my 'man crush' on many occasions. You remember that guy? Anyway, they normally occur when there's an absent of him in my life, like a school holiday. But sometimes they happen on regular school nights. Most of them have him being more forward, mirroring my feelings for him. There hasn't been any love making and I hope I haven't jinxed that. It would make me uncomfortable and weird after waking up from that. I know this may sound shocking, but I'm not into the act of sex that much. I don't really want to participate in it. I just like to exaggerate a lot on the other thread. You know the one I'm talking about.
So I guess Bio is right in a way. My dreams do show my deepest desires.
Sometimes. Sometimes they're just werid.
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Post by sos on Jan 28, 2017 18:51:57 GMT
I wouldn't be too concerned. In my experience, sex dreams are so fucking rare. They're like getting a Charizard card. I think I've had sex in my dreams maybe five times in my whole life.
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Post by o0HeaDShoT0o on Jan 28, 2017 19:52:12 GMT
I don't know if my dreams really are about my desires. Most of the time, my dreams just become so random, it's difficult to narrow down what it was about and why I was dreaming it. And unless I write/type it down the minute I wake up, I can only remember bits and pieces of what I dreamt of. In fact, I've actually written short stories that were inspired by my dreams years ago.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 28, 2017 21:56:34 GMT
I find that often I'm unable to remember my dreams during the day, but when I get back into bed at night I suddenly remember images of last night's dream.
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Post by Rock114 on Jan 28, 2017 22:17:05 GMT
I had a disturbing dream last night. It involved some camp in the woods, and me being there with three douchebag friends I'd never met before. One had a button he could press to render me painfully unconscious and he used it liberally. He got a real fucking kick out of it. There were zombies and shit around too, but they weren't a big deal. There was also this young teenager type dude. He went around killing people in horrible ways. He was after us. I saw what made him do it. Some masked fucker in a barn, in the middle of the woods, bashed the teenager in the head until he got the hots for murder and started coming after us. Then it ended.
I've realized that when I dream it's usually unpleasant. I can't remember the last time I've had a genuine good dream that couldn't be classified as a nightmare. Must have been years ago.
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Post by Tormundo on Jan 29, 2017 14:12:54 GMT
Two days ago I dreamt I joined some kind of cult. A friend of mine discovered it, and they had like a place where they practiced the cult. It was inside some woods. So me and some other friends went there and joined just for the lulz, and eventually we realized they were weird as fuck and decided to go out, but we couldn't.
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Post by Rock114 on Jan 29, 2017 19:10:59 GMT
Had another fucked up dream last night. Sleeping is becoming less enjoyable.
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Post by o0HeaDShoT0o on Jan 29, 2017 19:25:26 GMT
Had another fucked up dream last night. Sleeping is becoming less enjoyable. Sorry to hear that, Rock. Maybe there's a therapist or councilor that can help you with that? I have a councilor that I see every Tuesday about my stress.
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Post by Rock114 on Jan 29, 2017 19:35:06 GMT
Well, I mean, I wouldn't say the dream was "unpleasant" or anything. I didn't feel anything during it, aside from a slight sensation of anxiety, but objectively speaking it was pretty fucked up. I can still remember it pretty clearly. And considering what happened in it, I'm not sure if I'm more concerned about actually having a dream like this, or that my emotional reaction to it was essentially "meh."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 29, 2017 19:46:34 GMT
I wouldn't be too concerned. In my experience, sex dreams are so fucking rare. They're like getting a Charizard card. I think I've had sex in my dreams maybe five times in my whole life. I've had sex dreams a lot, tbh. Especially when I was just getting through puberty. I don't get them much anymore, but I did have one pretty recently. It's unique to each person, I guess.
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Post by wakemeup on Jan 29, 2017 19:48:57 GMT
Im having sex dreams about once every few weeks, but I usually wake up right when the fun part starts
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Post by Rock114 on Jan 29, 2017 21:06:50 GMT
I wish I was having sex dreams. Even though the one last night involved me being stripped and tied to a chair by a naked woman, it lost all sexiness when she started torturing me with some unidentifiable sharp object before ultimately killing me when I couldn't tell her what she wanted to know.
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