[TheTerminatorNY]

I have a recurring dream/nightmare where I am giving CPR to a very bloody little boy who has been shot. I am screaming into my radio calling for help but for some reason nobody responds. People are standing all around watching me; I scream for them to call for an ambulance but they just stare blankly and don't do or say anything. Sometimes the little boy is motionless and seems to be dead, other times he's talking and telling me he is dead, but I keep telling him to hang on and everything will be okay.

No joke, I have had this same dream about 50 times in the last 5 or 6 years.

[ZoomZoom]

Lat night I saw this wicked dream or nightmare??

In my dream I was at the Mall near our school when suddenly some mutant creature came after me saying in Sinhala (Sri Lankan language) "Give it, Give it!" But at the dream I didn't have anything other than a Fresh milk bottle. I threw i at him and suddenly the dream changed I was in a forest with our next door guy's son. The trees in the forest were carnivores I was about to tell him to be careful but when I turned back a spiky branch had stabbed him in the eye from behind he was laughing wickedly. I woke up then. phew. I was sweating and my heart was beating really fast.

[lzw3]

Last night I dreamt about GTAForums and Minecraft in one dream. No I'm not one of those minecraft obsessed people, I don't even have it. There was this server with heaps of buildings and in the buildings was massive signs that had all of the old forum gangs (eg. Zaibatsu, Leone et al). In all of the buildings were users that are in that member group. Weird. :S

[rodneythesavior]

Last night I had a dream that's really messing with my head right now. It was one of those dreams that seems like it's happening in real-time, and in real-life.

I was driving to Colorado, with my girlfriend. It was only me and her in the car, so I asked her, "Hey, where's Jasmine (my daughter)"
She looked at me funny, and replied, "Who's Jasmine?"
Thinking that she is messing with me, I say, "Our daughter."
She continues to look at me like I'm out of my mind, and says, "We don't have a child,"

I pull the car over at a rest stop, located a few miles up the highway. My girlfriend gets out of the car and starts walking around, stretching her legs.

I close my eyes, and images of my daughter come floating into my head. Her, babbling while waiting for me to give her another bite of dinner. Sitting on the floor flapping her arms like the birds outside. Laughing as I blow raspberries on her belly. I start crying. Suddenly I hear a faint voice, "Bye, Dadda"

For whatever reason, this made me realize that I was dreaming. I started doing everything I could to wake up, but nothing was working.
My girlfriend came back and sat down in the passenger seat, buckled up, and we started on down the highway again... But this time I wasn't minding the speed limit. I needed to wake up, and get back to my daughter.

Up ahead, there was a guard rail, blocking a steep drop on the other side. I sped up.
My girlfriend was screaming in the passenger seat. Crying her eyes out, begging me to stop. I looked at her and said, "This isn't real, we're going to be okay."

We smashed through the guardrail, and it time slowed to a crawl. I looked around as we went over the edge of the cliff. My girlfriends tears falling toward the ceiling, she reaches out and braces herself for the impact. The ground is coming closer
I'm going to wake up

Everything goes black, suddenly I feel the car tear apart from under me, and I'm thrown from the vehicle.
Why won't I wake up

I walk over the the crushed wreckage that used to be my vehicle, and I see my girlfriend. She's crushed between peices of the car, blood is gushing out of her mouth as she gasps for air. She looks at me, and closes her eyes. "I'm......pregnant."
I can't bear to look at her anymore, I know it's just a dream, but I just can't watch the woman I love die, not like this.
Her voice is raspy as she says, "I love you." I look back at her as she exhales her final breath. I fall to my knees, crying.
This isn't a dream
"This isn't a dream"
You killed them
"No..."
"Bye Dadda"

Hearing Jasmine's voice in my head makes me open my eyes. I'm lying on my back, staring up at the sun.
I see a faint outline against the suns rays breaking through the clouds above. It's my girlfriend, she's holding my baby. She's waving Jasmine's arm up and down, "Bye bye Daddy, I love you"

I close my eyes again, tears pouring out from my closed eyelids. When I open them again, I'm staring at the roof of my bedroom. Jasmine is crying over the baby-monitor and I hear my girlfriend talking to her.
It was a dream

I had another one right after I fell asleep again, it was a continuation of this dream. But, I really don't feel like typing it up at this moment.

[LazyboyEight]

Had some crazy dream last night, lol.
I was lying in my bed and then I open my eyes and some huge angry fluffy dinosaur thing is attacking me and I'm like 'sh*t this has to be a dream' but I was still shaking, so I verify by turning the bedside light on and off very quickly (lights don't work in dreams) and I'm like 'oh, just a dream' so push the dinosaur out of the way, get up (for some reason now the dinosaur is in the hallway staring at me) so i'm like 'come at me bro' and then it walks out, and I'm left there, disappointed...

After that I just do the normal sh*t I do whenever I know I'm dreaming...

[AlexGTAGamer]

Bump, yes, but this was I dream I just had to share.

So I was standing by a river bank when suddenly 5 SAS troops walked down to where I was, all heavily kitted-out and were preparing to board a tugboat (the variant from GTA IV) where a drug and arms dealing gang were on. Suddenly I too ended up in a SAS uniform and an Annihilator (again the variant from GTA IV) landed where we all were and we jumped onto the side of the helicopter as it pursued the tugboat, which was now speeding just like a speedboat, around a smaller version of the Bristol Harbourside (the exact area shown in that map). The helicopter then hovered above an enclosed glass section at the front of the boat where a gang member was piloting the ship from, at which point I jumped down and took control of the boat whilst the rest of the force jumped onto the boat and went to seek out the other gangsters. But there was a problem, I couldn't slow the tugboat down, much like the cruise ship in Speed 2. So now the tugboat is smashing into other boats and barges, people are jumping onto land, and eventually the boat smashes through the lock gates of the Harbourside and ends up going along a river which is gradually becoming narrower and narrower, until eventually the river stops in a field where it runs aground and then flips over, almost like in a car crash. I end up getting flung onto a dirt road whilst a fellow SAS troop is in a fight with Vinnie Jones who is whelding a fire axe (yes you read right). I jump to my feet and help the troop out by pinning Vinnie to the ground, throwing the fire axe into a ditch, but then he somehow suffocates and dies before me. And then I end up going straight into another dream.

I'm thinking about logging all of my dreams that I can remember into a journal. It would make for a good read, but it would also be very interesting just to see how much of an influence TV, games, movies, events, friends, family life, and all of that really has on my overactive imagination.

[Coat.]

I was at a friends house, riding bikes around the street. You know, what kids do (I had this dream as a child). We were having loads of fun. It felt like pure freedom. My Mum appeared, talking to my mates mother. My mum was down our main street of the town, and there was some gunfight going on. That worried me, and I suddenly appeared were the gunfight was happening.

Everyone was trying to flee the horrific scene that was unfolding. I began running towards the fleeing civilians- I was trying to find my family. I was being bardged anc almost was knocked over. the gunfire was getting louder and I could hear the bullets rikishaying off buildings. The crowd had left and one of the gunman ran up to me- he grabbed my wrist and grinned. To my surpris, it was my grandfather. He shot all my fingers off before yelling, "You motherf*cker!".

I woke up and was awake for the rest of the night.

[Dr. John13]

First, I didn't expect this topic to come up again. It looks like God is begging me to post here and thus, he bumped this.

Anyways, I had a dream today, well, it's nothing special nor ordinary. I was at my home and my Dad bought me a new mobile. The mobile would be the most weirdest mobile I have ever seen. Then, after that I was playing with it tonight, I found a weird option called as "Teleport". I clicked it and found a Voice Recorder. It gave me a tutorial about how to use it. It said that I need to say any place's name and I will be taken there. I was excited and I tried it. I said "Delhi" (capital of India) and I heard Airplanes planes. I was like I was sitting in an airplane. Then, I was soon directed to the Airport's entrance. I was totally shocked. The DS was showing me information about Delhi. All information was 100% true. I couldn't believe myself. Then, I heard my Mom shouting. I quickly woke up (This was in my dream) and I found myself in the bedroom. It looked like I was taken back to my house. I wanted to tell this to my parents but they ignored this and wanted me to go to school. I again picked up the mobile and showed them the option. They thought it was just a simple Voice Recorder. I showed them, how it worked. This time, I thought of going abroad. So, I said New York". I again heard airplane's flying and I was send to New York's Chinatown. Then, information came under the mobile. I was amazed. Well, soon after that, I again heard my Mom's voice and this time, I woke up for real. This dream was surely different from others.

[ZoomZoom]

Yesterday I dreamed something super scary.. I saw two girls one fo them were bewitched by a monster and she stabbed the girl brutally ans turned to me and said "Let me do that to you" I woke up. Wow that was scary!!


Maybe it is a superstition?

Who knows?

[Warlord.]

Okay I had this dream couple weeks or so ago. I found it to be the most interesting dream I ever had, despite it being as short as it was.

So I was in the...uh 'porch' I guess in my grandma's house. I was going to leave when I looked at the top of the building infront of the house (this building doesn't exist IRL).

On top of the roof was a bald man. He was completely bronze. He was moving his head in circles with, if I remember right, closed eyes. He was also sitting in the padmasana (lotus position).

I looked at him and I heard a voice which I think was one of my relatives who lives in the house say 'this man has been there preaching for 400 years but he hasn't aged a bit'. I don't remember the number of years exactly but have a vague memory of it being a very long time.

I also didn't notice any signs of aging.

He also had quite a large mole on his left cheek.

As soon as I saw him I remember wanting to talk to him about spirituality.

So I kept looking at him and he said something (I can't remember what), which caused INSANELY strong vibrations, the gate of the house was rattling pretty bad! It was like the vibrations when chanting OM.

I kept looking at him, and he said 'don't just stand there, come up here you know you want to'. I actually did want to go up there.

Then I kept staring while trying to put on my flip flops, and for a moment I looked at my feet since I was having trouble putting them on as I was staring at this person. I looked back up and he was gone.

Probably the most profound dream I've ever had. Still haven't looked into it deeply, but I need to.

[Chukkles]

One of my most recent wierd dreams/nightmares (most of my dreams are nightmares but I find them fun) anyway, I had to get to some place, but I started off in this house and had to find my way out through a basement hatch.

Anyway there were people and things trying to stop me from getting were I was going, when I got anywere close to were I was going i'd just vanish and start back at the house. This happened about 8-9 times of me getting out only to end up back there.
Thats wierd on it's own but the thing that really cements it in my mind, on the last few attempts, as I was going through the basement of the house to get out, there was this horrible guy (I can only describe as Boogyman from the same name movie or even the mummy, basically tall, pale and grey) and he was throwing big fish hooks at me The sort you may catch a shark with, BIG hooks, I got past him once or twice no harm but then he got me in the cheek with one, it stuck real firmly in there and I had to pull it out ripping the rest of my cheek away, I remember it hurt but didn't

Anyway, I had to pass him a couple more times but it was shortly after that I woke up wondering were this sh*t comes from.

I often have dreams of losing teeth. The last time four in a row came out in one long block of teeth.

This post has been edited by Chukkles on Monday, Aug 20 2012, 05:07

[Coat.]

@Warlord- http://www.lasieexotique.com/mag_buddha_II..._buddha_II.html

[Warlord.]

Trust me the first thing that came to my mind when I woke up were the Laughing Buddha statues which are sometimes bronze.

But this man looked nothing like the Buddha. Besides, Buddha doesn't have a mole. And living in Sri Lanka, the image of the Buddha is pretty much imprinted in my mind.

If the man looked like anyone, it'd have to be Papaji:



Except in bronze with a mole.

It was actually your post that made me look into who the person from the dream resembles IRL.

[Vercetti27]

QUOTE (Dr.John 13)

First, I didn't expect this topic to come up again. It looks like God is begging me to post here and thus, he bumped this.

yeah...pretty sure it was Alex GTA gamer....

[Togrul]

Sorry fellas but i should bump this.

Since i sleep, i saw Gta3freak-2001 in my dream. He sticked since i slept till i wake up. And he invited me to the moon. i disagreed, then i woke up. Well i'm not joking or trying to spam, but it was real, seriously. I couldn't saw his face properly... I don't know why he chose me, since i'm still 17 and i don't know english properly...

Thanks for reading, regards.

[waleed123x]

i had this effin dream that
i was in a huge room alone and suddenly i see lights everywhere
and then i am in my house running towards the main door
when suddenly im shot and suddenly i fell into the ocean
and drown

i woke up with a raging heart and sweaty face

[rodneythesavior]

I had this dream (nightmare, actually) about a year ago, and I was reminded of it by something I saw a few seconds ago.

I was standing in a field. (I live Nevada, so a field to me is a huge stretch of nothing but dirt and sagebrush)
I had this urge to start running. In the distance, I saw my city, hiding just behind this huge hill to the right. My field of view was extremely narrow, I could see the ground, but not the sky.

I hear a scream from behind me. I spin around, but I'm still facing toward my city. There's a huge explosion, and my city burst into flames.
I hear the scream again. This time, to my left, the train station explodes.

I can't figure out what is causing these explosions. I look up to the sky.

There is no sky. Instead I see millions of pulsating green squares.
I hear the scream one final time. It feels like my brain is going to explode, I see an orange beam heading right at me.

I wake up, shaking in terror.

[GTA_stu]

QUOTE (waleed123x @ Saturday, Sep 1 2012, 13:35)

i woke up with a raging heart and sweaty face

I wondered where we were heading for a minute there.

[caio3771]

I always dream with a lot of things, but when I wake up
I forgot what was my dream. Is that normal or I just slept for more time than the usual?

I use to sleep around 13 hours

[Auto Theft of a Grand scale]

WARNING - So so so so so messed up.

So from what I can remember, I've borrowed money from this man who turns out to be a well known f*cking psychopath, yet for some reason he hasn't been arrested. It's like the police almost fear to arrest him. The man openly admits to me that he'll find me and torture me if I don't pay him back. The world we're living in is a really dark, cloudy place - almost like we're in another dimension that's like earth, but where public executions and torture are commonplace (explained below). For some reason, even though I had the money to pay him back, it's almost as if the man wants a different form of money that I'm unaware of. I Google search this man to literally find images of death, crime scenes, torture videos, and even more messed up sh*t you probably don't want to know about. What's even more messed up is that I decide to go on one of these torture videos, and it's literally people fighting to the death against one another, except neither of the people actually feel the pain they're going through. They're just slicing off each others arms, and yet they keep going, almost as if they enjoy it. The human factor has been completely removed, I literally cannot explain how psycho this dream was. It was vivid enough that I'm literally sitting here on the verge of crying. I'm not upset, it's just more than I can comprehend. So back to this man, monster, whatever the hell he was. I walk around this beach area looking for him, yet I cannot find him. It's like I see him in my head briefly, but the image just dissipates into an uneasy tension filled with death and suffering. I then remember entering a room filled with police officers and members of the public, almost as if they're a court jury. I gather everyone together and tell them my story. The fact this man is willing to kill me and will not stop until it's been done, regardless of whether I run away or not. One-by-one these people leave the room, seeming completely uninterested or pre-occupied. What seems weird is that it's like the room is actually the scene of a crime, yet it's like a miniature court-room. I then remember talking to my mum who half-believes me but half believes I'm over-reacting. How you can over-react a man having willingly said he'll end your life is beyond me, but regardless. I talk about the ways to escape from this situation, possibly by moving country or even killing him. I can't remember much more, thankfully my step-father woke me up as he was walking downstairs to go to the toilet. The more I think about the dream, the more I feel as if it's like I was living in hell. Everyone talks about hell being fire and brimstone, but it felt as if each individual person is given their own hell to live in, and mine happened to be a modern hell with a severely alternate, dark reality that differed, yet felt so similar to the reality we're already living in. I'd almost go as far as to say the 'court-jury' were actually God-like figures casting judgement upon me, with them deciding that I'm going to hell instead of heaven. Peculiarly though, this happened nearer the end of my dream, instead of happening first. Needless to say, I'm sitting here pretty shell-shocked at everything. Apologies for writing so much, you probably think I'm a complete freak now. It's been a long time since I've had a dream like that. They're fascinating, but words cannot describe how horrifying they are.