Thread: Pyrhho

Hm...
Do you experience pain a lot in real life if you get hurt in your dreams? I've only heard about it from a few people. Personally, I've only had one similar experience, where I was fighting a wolf in a forest and it bit the back of my neck, and when I woke up it was really sore.

actually... i really don't experience pain a lot in real life at all. (you know, aside from the ordinary). but the pain thing's happened in two dreams now. this one, and the other one was where i got my hands cut off, and when i woke up they hurt. it's not like sharp pain when i wake, it's just... a dull soreness.

so, last night.


The Night of January 15:

Hanging out at School - Non-Lucid

Well, i already typed this one out, then accidentally deleted it. oy. so i'll just kinda give a quick run-down.
- Was at school hanging out, walking around with friends, laughing, having a great time.
- Springtime, there was tiny bit of snow patches on ground, but warm and sunny
- One girl started.. i dunno. but she collapsed. This other girl (that i sorta like in real life) started giving her mouth-to-mouth, but i swear at the end they were sorta-making out.
- Anyway, we started walking again, and found a group of college people having a barbecue on the hill by the cafe. we stopped and talked with them for a bit, then went inside.
- We sat on the couches, to wait for the girl who gave mouth-to-mouth, cause she was still outside talking.
- We started debating what time it was because we didn't want to miss supper.
- My watch (i don't normally wear a watch) said it was 6:20
- The wall clock said it was 6:00
- someone else's cell-phone said it was 7:20.
- eventually we decided it was 6:20, and that supper closed at 6:30, so we went through and got food without the other girl.
- then I woke.
- Interesting thing is that all the clocks were stable (they were all analog, not digital), they all had different times.. but they were all stable.



Eight-Pedals - Non-Lucid

I was back at school, again, hanging out in the lounge, bragging about my new car, lol. anyway this other guy was bashing it, and i'm like, "fine! why don't you race me! oh wait! you don't have a car! get pedalling!" (just jokingly) eventually I ended up giving him a ride home, cause his mom couldn't make it to pick him up and he didn't wanna walk. we got to the lot.. and.. my car was gone, and instead there was my dad's huge truck. so i'm like whatever. we climb in, and.. i go to drive.. but there's frickin' eight pedals! (somehow i know there's one for each gear, and one brake for each gear. you use the left four with your left foot, and the right four with your right foot) so we start driving (i'm doing pretty good actually). and we get there, and he's like. "you suck at driving". so i say, "Geez! I can't help it, there's frickin' eight pedals in this thing!" so we talk about that a bit, and he agrees that that's messed up. we get out, and there's a grassy hill, with some kids playing soccer at the bottom. i comment on it, and he says that his cousin is visitting (but as we got out of the truck he changed into someone else). he was this guy that moved away a couple years ago. me and him were good friends, till he moved. and i'm like "oh yeah. cool, well have fun." I climb back into the truck, and head back to the school. I get into the lounge again, and he's back there hanging out like he never left. (doesn't even phase me though). so we start hanging out, and he's talking about how his little brother got HUGE, and how his little brother beats him up all the time now. i was laughing my ass off, but no one else thought it was that funny. and we all kinda just hung out there talking about wacked out stuff.
then i woke.

wow. amazing three hour nap this afternoon.

Afternoon of January 10th


Drivin' in city - Non-Lucid

um, so i was drivin around the nearest city.. at one point i was shopping with some other people at the mall. I knew there was this party i was going to later, where i was trying to impress this chick.. umm. as i was going to the party it was starting to rain. the party was in this huge secluded treed-in house (weird in this part of the country). it was sorta mexican-style architecture. at one point in the party, i remember there was something we needed, and forgot, so me and this chick went in her car (she was driving, it was a Neon)... it was really pouring now, and was really fun driving. as she left the driveway she did this huge sliding-burnout, cause it was so slick. (she meant to). which was weird, cause her neon was rear-wheel-drive. we went and got whatever it was (don't remember). and while i was gone her friend had hooked up with this ex-army guy that was there. (somehow i knew he was just a jerk, even though i never really talked to him)
then the phone rang, and i woke up.

Ringing Phone - Almost Lucid

i went back to sleep while the phone was still ringing. and in the dream i was lying on my bed (as i was in real life) trying to make the phone stop ringing. every time it would ring i'd just will it to stop.. it wasn't working though. then i realized, wait a minute! I can't just will a phone to stop ringing!, maybe i'm dreaming?? then i woke up before i could do anything.

there were two long dreams i know i had last night. but I forgot to write the first one down. so here goes the second.

The Night of January 18, 2005


Swimming - Non-Lucid

I was. well.. swimming. I was back swimming laps like i used to, except the pool was way bigger. anyway, i started racing Ian Thorpe (the olympic world medalist), and i was totally winning, but at the end he started to catch up a little, since i was getting tired. i had just done a change-over off the wall, and all of a sudden i couldn't inhale. i could only exhale. and when all my oxygen was gone i started to sink to the bottom of the pool. and since i had no oxygen i couldn't get back up. when i died i woke up.

well last night's dreams were really garbled, cause the stupid phone kept ringing and waking me up. the only one i remember, was:

The Night of January 19

driving on freeway - Non-Lucid

Um, so i was filling up my car at the gas station. and it just kept filling.. and filling... and filling.. eventually it got to about $8000, and stopped. There were a bunch of DCs standing around, and they were like holy cow! that thing's got a HUGE tank! someone said something about "More Gallons per Cubic Inch and you, Fred!" anyway, i went inside and payed. came back out, and got in. there were some friends in the car, and we got on the freeway, heading north (i dont' know how i knew we were going north, i just knew it). anyway, we were supposed to be going south, and i took the wrong turn, so we ended up turning north, and we were trying to turn around when i woke up.


I'm thinking driving and cars may be one of my dream signs, so i'm going to try doing more RCs when around cars (about 90% of the time, oy).

Night of January 23

Really Vivid Nightmare - Non-Lucid

It's really short, (possibly just a fraction of a whole dream). But I was walking out to my car (can't remember night or day), and had just stepped off our side-walk, when i heard this hardcore wailing guy scream coming at me from over my right shoulder. (the scream was really the scariest part). anyway it was this zombie dude who was crazy fast, and he grabbed me, and i brought my right fist up to hit him in the face. I swung at his head, and he bit my fist. he had really pointy fangs, and they dug into the back of my hand, just above the knuckles. Then I woke up. There was no pain this time. But i was scared shitless. I've been looking over my shoulder all day. All morning i couldn't get the scream out of my head.




There was another dream too, but i can't remember it.