Approximately around 7 AM, California time, I awoke from the most sinister dream I’ve ever had. It was and felt so dark that I could instantaneously declare it the darkest dream I’ve ever had right on the spot. My forgetful self, however, woke up fascinated and excited about recording the twist that happened at the end of the dream, that I didn’t lie there, recollecting it all, despite being half-asleep, for later recording it more precisely.
Everything about it was just dark and strange though. More specifically, the reoccurring eccentricity was the inexplicably & maliciously driven, passive-aggressive vibe among the interactions of every person, excluding, oddly enough, the interactions between myself and my captor; every day — but the last day of my escape — was marked by a seriously gloomy overcast, and I remember no need for artificial light, despite the weather that accompanied each day. I could feel that everyone was hiding something from me, something more sinister than the situation of being owned by someone else. It was a very, very strange dream all throughout.
I hardly have dark dreams, let alone nightmares. In fact, whenever I awake from malevolent dreams like this one, the first emotions I feel are that of utter fascination and a desire to experience the dream again in all its entirety. Does anyone else ever feel that way too? And do you guys suggest that I look deeper into the dream for meaning?
Any seemingly random advice or questions pertaining to dreams that you’d like to ask me are welcome as well(:
..so what was the dream? Just gloomy weather and insidious people?
I once dreamed that i got shot in the back a few times, became semi-lucid because it felt really painful, after that i lied down on the floor and closed my eyes,slowly drifting into the void. I actually thought that maybe the dream might act as a placebo and i could actually die, because the pain felt very real, and then i decided the wake up.
That is the most insane dream i remember having…usually when i dream something complex i try to analyze it, but i think dreams are more a projection of a particular psychological status rather than encrypted messages..
I dreamt that I convinced a guy from my school that he was gay and should have a gangbang at a gentlemen’s club to prove my allegations false (REVERSIBAL PSYCHOBABBLEGY, ofcourse!).
Now that I think back…perhaps I WANTED to dream about a big gay gangbang…Does this make me a slut?
@ mr gloomy
My diagnosis…you’re an eccentric, inexplicably & maliciously driven, passive-aggressive, manic depressant, with a side salad of S.A.D and at tenderloins between agorophobia and interconscious Uppsala Syndrome! (IUS FOR SHORT!)
How does this sum you up, my friend?
THe most dark dream I have ever had could actually be considered to have theme, possibly a theme from the book moby dick.
I stood upon the deck of an old wooden ship with my crew, about eight or nine people. None of us said anything, as we looked across the water toward a strange island, afar. It was night.
Very dark it was, and out of the gloomy water arose a shape,
The object was enourmous, and influentially silent.
It came nearer, before finally crashing into the ship, and many flew off the deck and into the water. Those who were thrown overboard all drowned.
This attack continued until finally there was nothing left of the ship, and the great dark whale was right before me. I floated on a piece of driftwood, barely hanging on.
As the whale turned towards me, the last survivor, suddenly all the thoughts of death came upon me.
Not the ecitement of death one normally gets in a dream, the paralyzing fear of nonexistance, the end of all life.
But these thought were passive, allowing death, sure that it was the only option and the only option emotionally was to let it be……and all was still silent. The whale came slowly at my lonesome, floating self, and I decided the only thing remaining to do was to simply let go of the driftwood and let myself float on the water.
Somehow, I lost consciousness of everything except the sound of the waves, and they became slowly louder until I awoke, on the shore (yes, woke up INTO the dream again)
On a bright, and beautiful sunny day.
I stood up, and all around me were people on the shore, strange people, not of tribal nature but instead of a wierd unexplainable nature, and they spoke in a way that I could not understand, though I identified it as…..wait….ENGLISH? the language I speak, and yet could not understand their words.
I awoke at that moment, having been surprised that the whale let me live, and I awoke from this dark dream into a beautiful easter morning, the sun bearing down on my face.
I once had a nightmare that I was with my dad on top of a skyscraper helping with a music video. The band was on the ground and we were on top of the building filling balloons and letting them off the edge or something. We did a good job and after we were done we turned to congratulate each other and he slipped off the side. I grabbed his hand but my dad is a big guy and I couldn’t hold on. I felt him slip through my fingers and saw the horror in his eyes as he fell away from me. I turned away and immediately woke up crying my eyes out in terror. It was pretty fucked up–I don’t think I’ve ever been that shaken up, even when lucid.
I had a dream about being in a building with humans and creatures who were feeding with the joy that humans feel. Like thieves of good feelings. :) It may sound stupid, but it was from a first person point of view and my voice was narrating it, so basically I was watching a movie. When I woke up, I wrote the whole thing down :)
The main character (in the dream – me) has the power to absorb all memories and experiences/skills/abilities of living species only if he hears their laughter. I’m not going to recite the whole dream, most of the humans pretty much get sucked dry of their all senses
and the hero, by not feeling fear talks with the “monsters”, and they are laughing at him for he is a weak human. But little did they know when they laughed… :) If someone steals this idea, you better make it worth something. :)))