I dreamt that I was playing this really scary video/comp game where you use high tech stuff to find evidence of a murdering ghost. It. Was. Creepy!

I somehow understand almost every dream i have seen. they have gone something what i have experienced or something that somebody have said to me. Or something like that.

But it's very strange when someone my friends comes to say that she/he has seen dream and i was there. espesially when my friend said there was boy who i'm crazy about on the dream too. and she don't know that i'm crazy about him

Scary?

Nah, maybe just for the boy.. but anyway, I usually understand my dreams too!

Although I think I explained the one I saw on the first morning of this year already somewhere.. Included a perverted Santa Claus and Johnny Depp who looked very longingly at some woman's picture who I thought I was.

Yeah, thinks so *__* That's why some people don't have dreams anymore :<

Last night I saw very scary dream. I cant remember almost nothing of it... anymore. (its 23:42 here) but I remember it was very long and complicated and the worst nightmare ever.

It all started by doorbell ringing, I went to open it and there were these 3 normal looking guys. second after I opened the door they kidnapped me to a car and start driving... in some point I was in computer game. It was somekinda children game there were all these wierd friendly animated animals, but suddenly all the animals become very angry and very scary looking...
and during the whole dream there was flashes where lot of people jumped of from cliff to water full of sharp rocks (I just watched horror movie week ago there was almost same scene). and the last thing I remember: I was with those ppl who jumped.

lol okkkim, sounds like a bad trip on drugs...


for i don't sleep, i do not have dreams...

You're dreaming awake

Well the craziest dream I had recently I'm a film major and I took my first production class and it was one of most stressful semsters ever, well it came down to the night before our final film showing and after tossing and turning I finally feel asleep and had the strangest dream ever, here I am in jail for some reason I don't know, but all I could say was "I have to turn my film in, I have to turn this IN!"

I dreamed about a potf gig tonight. An other band was playing so I went searching for potf! Then I found them, they were very busy except Captain so I went to him and asked if he could learn me how to make such realistic drum things on a keyboard or synth. He said that it's not so difficult Then I said to him that he looked like Admin or smth like that... He smiled But then he said: "No I'm not" I asked him if he and the other guys could sign my recently bought Late Goodbye and Lift single

Then when the gig started, I was in a building with soo many concerts and I couldn't find the room where potf gave their gig! I went totally crazy!!! So I ran away from the place like hell to search for their bus. I found it, broke into it and then fell asleep!

Okay, I had another doozy. This is the first nightmare I've had in years where I actually felt scared!

Okay, I was some sort of scientist that was experimenting on this mutant protoplasm alien...thing. Rather like the Blob, it could eat anything around it, but not only did it absorb stuff as food, but it absorbed the intelligence of the food. So, say if it ate a cat, it would be almost as smart as a cat. Not perfectly, but almost. Apparently there was a previous outbreak where this thing had escaped, and everyone but a small group of people thought it was destroyed. They killed it with fire, or thought they did...

Somehow my character has "taken care of it" and has treated it like a pet, though being a survivor she knows just how dangerous it is. But, she is careful to never call it an "it." She calls it a "he."
So the dream begins as a coworker tells me they discovered a dead tissue sample, and it might be of this same creature. (Apparently there was still quite a mess from the first attack.) As he brings it in, the creature becomes very agitated as if it knows what's going on. The coworker brings up a screen of the live sample vs the dead one, and it is indeed from the same creature. My character is trying to soothe the creature, but she doesn't have the clout to order her coworker to get the sample out of the room.

As he brings the dead sample closer, he accidentally lets it touch the living sample. The creature absorbs it, and, learning what has all been done to it, immediately mutates and attacks my coworker. My coworker screams for me to escape, and escape I do, but I'm so scared that all I can do is run and hide, and not warn anyone or call for help. All the way down the elevator I can hear his screams.
When the authorities are finally on the scene, I find out that the creature somehow knows where I am and has been looking for me. Now that it is almost humanly smart, it thinks that I was being kept from it. Now it could shapeshift into a nearly humanlike image.

I then have to admit the truth. The reason my character kept the creature alive is because as a survivor, I had discovered that a piece of it was in my head. Thought to be a benign tumor, when they tried to remove it, it..."refused." They couldn't take it out without killing me. I am horrified that my fear caused the death of so many, and so I finally decide to face the creature...and it doesn't hurt me. Because I have a piece of it inside my head, and because I was kind to it before the attack, it thinks of me as almost a mother. It recognizes my voice and my scent, and it will not hurt me. It's intelligence is closer to an infant or toddler. and then I woke up...and wanted to hide under the covers for a while.

I dreamt that I went to the Norway for a trip with my class mates . We were travelling through Sweeden where Poets had a gig. I wanted to go there but we was late and came one hour after beginnig. So I heard one or two songs and concert was ending.
We were waiting for the band to take a photo,but when they came Marko was bald,50 years old,around were 6-7 children screaming :daddy daddy, we wanna go home:

Last night I had this dream that I was running away from something.
I was so scared and just kept running forward.
I have no Idea what was haunting me or why I was so scared
It was a long dream. I remember places here from my own home town where I went to hide or ran past them.
Still not once did I saw the one/thing I was running away from.
It´s bothering me a little.
When I woke up I was totaly sweaty and completely out of breath.

Last night I had a dream that Satan was standing next to my bed and... well, mähing

wtf naira

Had some nights ago a dream that was very weird, but I think there was a lot of symbolism...

I have the subject Danish in school where my teacher says about one of my worst essays ever, that it's the best thing I've ever written. Then I go for lunch break and ask my classmates what the "dish of today" is, and they reply that it is Rice porridge (traditional christmas food in Denmark), so I ask if it isnt a bit out-of-season. They reply that it's not
Then I go to buy this, cos I'm really fond of rice porridge. On my way to the cantine I meet one of my classmates who has bought it, and I ask her if I can taste it. However, it turns out to be just normal, cold rice, and I say that I dont think it tastes good. Then I go to another of my classmates. He bought it as well, and once again I ask if I can have a taste, only this time I take a spoon of it already before I ask. He nevertheless says ok, but his plate is real rice porridge. I conclude that it is great and I wanna buy a dish myself.
So I go to the cantine, and all the lights are out. The lines are as were it a McDonald's, and the people selling food are dressed in McDonald's outfits. I order a "dish of today" and gives a guy at the desk 20 DKK and get 5 DKK back. Then he brings me 2 1½ Litre coke bottles and 2 big boxes of Popcorn. Then I tell him that that wasnt what I ordered. He excuses, empties one of the popcornboxes into another box and hands me the empty one. Then a girl comes to me and asks what I ordered, and I reply a "dish of today". She then hands me a coke slush ice, and I leave the cantine.
After walking a few metres I stop, turn around and say: "Hey, what about my rice porridge?", and she answers: "No way, you cant get that!" and then she closes down the cantine by rolling some metalplates down so that it is impossible to order. I then go to my classmates and mad as I am, I say that our cantine believes that service is a town in RUssia. I then get the idea that I will complain to the school magazine, so I draw forth some paper and a pencil, goes to the school magazines mailbox and throws down the paper - without writing anything on it. Then I go to classes again in order to have the subject ancient Greece, but it is some strange female teacher and not my real teacher teaching us. During this lesson I suddenly realize that I didnt write anything on the posted paper, and then I get very angry - and wake up

I wonder if anyone actually read all that

Hmm, I read it.

Very, very strange. The classmates you spoke with are your friends, or just classmates? (If it's not too personal.)

No!

Well, both are ones I talk a lot with, but they are both smarter than I (but whatever, who isnt? )

If they're smarter than you, than maybe they know why couldn't you get that rice porridge...

I wish I'd remember any of my dreams after waking up. I haven't even had a worthwhile nightmare in my life.

I have strange dreams.
For as long as I can remember, every time I discovered something that seperated my dreams from reality, it would disappear. For instance, I used to dream in third-person, looking at myself from over my head. I told my dad that once, and it stopped happening, permanently. Everything in my dreams is like that. I had a talk with someone about the "jumps" in dreams, and then I had the most vivid dream I've ever had. For a while, I wondered if this was the dream and it was reality.

It started in my house, a normal day. Then a team of soldiers kicked down our front door. I saw them outside, and every house was being invaded like that. People were being carted away. My family and I were taken, along with all our neighbors. We were taken into the forest next to my house a ways ( they had snuck to the houses; their vehicles were away in the woods), where one of my neighbors started causing a commotion. One of the soldiers put a gun to his head, but another prisoner hit the soldier over the head with a big stick before he could fire. The soldier was knocked out and the man who had hit him was being hauled away. Fearing for the man's life, I picked up the gun of the fallen soldier and killed the soldier hauling the man away. Then I cried for a long time at the fact that I had shot someone, and my neighbors helped me back home.

We reached home again, and a lockdown occured. No one could leave the neighborhood and jeeps would drive slowly down the street, looking for me. One measly thirteen-year-old being hunted down by an entire army... for murder. The crazyness of the situation got to me again and I almost started to cry, but sucked it up and hid in the garage. It wasn't long before a soldier caught on and looked in the garage, so I waited until his back was turned and ran into the back yard. I picked up a stick and waited by the gate through which I had come. The soldier came through and I swung the stick at him, then I woke up.

That was probably one of the worst dreams I've ever had. My very worst was probably the one where my friends and I went into a volcano, and one of them died. The wierd thing about that one was that I had never even seen the people I was with before, they were just made up by the dream. Anyway, now you've had a heapin' helpin' of my crazy.

Had a wierd one last nite. I'm in a cavern that's completely filled with water and I'm swimming through the different nooks and crannys trying to find an air pocket or an exit. But there is no exit. Then I see what I think is a way out, its a long, tube shaped vent. It's really tight, too tight to turn back. So I'm swimming up this vent when I reach the surface, but it's a dead end, theres just a small area above me which isn't submerged, and now I'm trapped beause I can't turn upside down to retreat. And after a long time of being stuck I wake up.

Some nights ago I had a very weird dream... I cannot explain it all to you, but I can tell you that it involved a mix of a carnival on a marketplace, my family, my classmates and other school friends, satanism and the tv-series Lost...

I had one after the Chemnitz gig. I don't remember much of it, but somehow it involved a forum conversation between me and Tiia. Admin joined in later and one of the guys was there, too. I don't now whether it was Marko or Olli. At some point we weren't in the forum any more, but were standing somewhere (I think it was the place where the gig was). And somehow they all were the same person now and then... For example Tiia said something Admin should have said. The setup, the conversation and the things that were said were so... disturbing (?)... that I was really relieved when I found out that it was only a dream.

strange enough for you? ^^

I had one where I was half-blind, being chased by a giant and looking for treasure. I woke up and realized I was late for work. I had set my alarm, but forgot to turn the darn thing on!


And I'm being naughty, but oh well.

I had an awesome dream in the weekend:

It all happened near my old public schoolm the one in the town. I was walking to it, because I knew Poets were going to be there, and yes, there they were, surrounded by people from my class (in high school). They were talking to eachother, and I remember one of my classmates told Poets that it was I and Beautiful Soul who got him to know Poets. I got autographs from them, but I was very shy, so I didn't talk much with them.

Then someone suddenly had a football, and we made some teams. I was on the same team as Olli, against Marko and Captain. I was the keeper on my team, Captain on the other. Then we played footbal, and I don't remember much, except Captain had a good attempt on goal from his own goal, and that I held a clean sheet

Now that's an idea! Playing football with the guys!

I had a dream about a week ago about Poets.
I was at a big music day thing in town, and Poets were playing the town hall.. but i had missed them and caught the band playing after them, i was gutted.
But.. Marko and Ollie were greeting the crowd at the front of the barriers before the stage.
I was screaming for his attention and then he went to the side and no one was there so i hurried over, chatted to him, got a picture with him etc.
And then the next thing i knew, he was sat in a bus stop with me and he was drunk.. pulling funny faces and i was taking pictures on my phone.
Yeah.. it was rather funny to me, i didnt want to wake up!! hehe

I just have had a dream about the world being destroyed by meteors !
The 2nd one was about my PC getting virussy , unfortunately it came true!!!

I've never dreamt about PotF, can't wait to

I think it's my a bit too lively imagination that gives me my perhaps a bit too imaginative dreams. I've had nightmares for as long as I can remember, especially the last two years or so, I have nightmares at least once a week. Most of the time I dream these strange dreams on buses - you know, you get this very weird kind of sleep on buses? Well I suppose that's what gives you these very weird kind of dreams.

Today on my way home on the bus I had a dream that I was out in the forest, and in front of me was the largest tree I had ever seen. I'm fascinated by it, so I move in closer, and when I'm about to lean towards it, I suddenly realize it is not the roots of a giant tree I'm looking at. But instead the giant, orange foot of an enormous hen.
The hen lifts its foot and walks away from me, taking like five mile long steps at a time, and in the dream I find myself thinking something like, "oh my god, where is that hen going?"

Well instead of thinking something like... why is there an enormous hen here...

That dream sure is strange