Stupid dreams
Offtopic DiscussionDiscuss Stupid dreams in the Discussions forums; Are you ever scared to go to sleep because of the fiery Bloody ass dreams and then feel stupid because you are scared of something not real....
Last night I dreamt of lizards.About six dozen of them,small and running in groups. I heard thier sharp nails tapping on the floor. Then I turned around,and a bigger lizard with alien eyes started to walk towards me,and scared the shit out of me. I walked right into the other lizards though. I woke up with a jolt,and got up from my bed,and shook the covers to see if any of the lizards followed me back into bed. It took half a second for reality to set in,though.
I have had messed up dreams before, most of them involved me coming across a dead/undead person and flipping out but that was when I was younger.
This is called paranoia sorta...
Like once I found2 ticks on me and I was figety all day thinking I was coverd in ticks but it was nothing.
I usually have dreams that something is wrong with me. For example, the other night I had a dream that I was in a logging accident and my eye had to be removed. I spent the rest of the dream aging really fast and feeling very alone because no one wanted to hang out with me due to the fact that I was ugly with only one eye. I hate dreams like that.
Why be miserable making others happy when you can be happy making others miserable? Because I'm a sucker.
The last dream i remember was of a nice body being dismembered and watching someone play with the entrails. Damn i miss those dreams.
You can look at it as a metaphor for the fleeting nature of human life, or just chalk it up to my being a sick, bloodthirsty monster. Either way, it's all the same.
I refuse to have a battle of wits with an unarmed person
" It is easier to write words on water then to try to use argument on a christian"
honestly, my last dream was like about a year ago. and i remember it because i was alone and everything was white. but i felt alot of anxiety... just panic.
i was bare foot. it was cold and i was wearing a white night gown. my hair was down, but it was soaked. i was just very alone. i would speak but there was no sound at all. it was kinda depressing in a way... just solitude