Thread: Death Dreams

Originally Posted by Ailos

I die many times in my dreams. I often don't get to see what happens afterwards, but sometimes I do.

Two notable cases were one in which everything went black and I was stuck in a timeless/spaceless no-man's-land for some period of time, aware that I was either dead or dreaming. I tried to wake up, but couldn't (atleast for a while), so I assumed I had in reality died. It's an odd feeling, and I can't readilly remember it.

The other is one in which following my death, I felt as if an indescribably large weight had been lifted off of me, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. It felt fantastic, beyond words. I felt free from some horrible experience (life I suppose). I awoke and momentarily horrified that I had, for I was stuck back in my big, bulky, heavy feeling body (though I don't weigh much physically, below the average weight for my height/age, its just the feeling of being in a body I suppse).

Anyone care to comment? =]

If that second dream was anywhere near accurate then I guess I'm looking forward to death. I always wake up before I die

Originally Posted by Timothy Paradox

If that second dream was anywhere near accurate then I guess I'm looking forward to death. I always wake up before I die

Well it is an adventure for everyone I suppose. You won't know until it happens =P It's always better to know you don't know what will happen than to know something you don't want to happen will. Who knows... maybe the post-mortem is however you want it to be.

Originally Posted by Timothy Paradox

Sounds like you watched some crazy movies...

Yeah I did. Yeah I Did...

There are too many to tell, however one I remember significantly. I had somehow died, the cause unknown. I could only remember few things, such as my family, friends, and my own name. I then suddenly appeared in the back yard of my old house. The sky was pure gray, the air was comfortably cool, and the atmosphere was more vivid and clear. There was no sun, no light, no heat, and no emotion.

I saw some of my family members talking to each other by my old tree house near the lawn. God was there in a human form, and he was telling them that this was heaven. I was gloomy and sad about all of this. This wasn't haven! I wasn't happy, comforted, nor excited. I took a step into the rocks next to the cement pathway, and my foot stepped on a large, protruded rock. I shrieked in pain, and fell into the rocks. The pain was much worse, and now that I was in heaven, I was much more sensitive emotionally and physically. I began crying, and then felt nauseas. My pain soon became comforting!

I realized that my state of being was replaced to an infinite feeling of relief; sort of like when you stretch your body after a long nap. God came up to me, and told me something about the things I would have to adapt to in heaven, and at that time I woke up

I just wrote this one up

http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...46&postcount=7

) All i remmember is running away from something at night on top of a seven story yellow brick building. *Yes its a real building painted yellow. As im running I jump/fall off the roof in an attempt to get away

hey snkeyez127! when i read that i was reminded of Neo in the Matrix, you know, the whole free your mind and jump kind of thing. maybe its about an idea, or thought you are running from at the time of the dream? buy hey, i once dreamt of falling off a building and then walking along in socks with a sword. fun times

well lets see i have died countless times. all of wich my dream continued after i was dead. lets see ive been eaten by a T-rex on several occasions, death by fire, drowning, blown up, shredded in a paper shredder, heart attack, hit by a truck, car wreck, falling and hitting the cement, by gunshot, frozen to death, grenade, plane wreck.

But the most recent one was i was in the forest looking out over a city and i saw an A-bomb fall, i watched as the explosion ripped through the town, I felt calm and ready to die, the heatwave hit and seared my flesh away, then the soundwave crushed my bones, and finally i died in a pool of my own body fluid. I could feel it all the entire time and it hurt like hell. Immediately after i died it all went black and i thought dang it im in freaking hell oy that sucked. but a few minutes or so after i died i woke up and my whole body hurt like i had been beaten, it was wierd.

I have woken up bleeding without wounds or cut up and bruising, dont know if my mind did it or what but i have definately felt the after effects of some of my deaths. the worst was i woke up in a pool of blood, in my dream my nose was broken and in the morning i woke up in a pool of blood that had soaked through both my matresses, apparently my nose began to bleed in the middle of the night and wouldnt stop.

Yes..It appears that the mind has great control over the body sometimes.
The brain seems to translate dream events to real life events and the other way around.
Just before I woke up this morning I heard someone repeat a word over and over again...When I woke up the "sound of the word" changed into the sound of drill...
Apparently someone was drilling a hole outside and it sounded EXACTLY like that person's voice.

Once all the water was sapped out of my body,leaving me feeling like a scarecrow
made from parchment paper,I felt intense thirst,and knew I was on the verge of
death..somehow I woke up still feeling that thirst.It was scary,and the glasses of water
I drank afterwards tasted like nectar from the gods!

Another time,I felt a hand grasp my forearm..lifting me up.I looked to the right,and
a woman with a diseased looking face,stared at me mournfully,pulling me towards
some unknown destination.It wasn't heaven.Instead I was led to a group of tall
skinny stick figure creatures with weird box looking heads.They were covered with
symbols.It reminded me of the flying thing that assaulted the guy from the movie
'Communion'.That movie scared the crap out of me,and so did the dream/astral
experience.Somehow I returned back to my body..shaken.It felt too real.

Well, I had one REALLY freaky dream, and I died in the end.

My family and I were running up a spiral staircase that stretched up forever. We had been running for some time, I think, because when we looked down we could just see the staircase for as far as the eye could see. At the top was a door that lead to safety.

I huge sort of cloud of black smoke was following us, trying to catch us and kill us. Sometimes parts of it formed legs, or arms, or claws, and then they would dissolve and drift back into the cloud.

The door got closer and closer, but I was slowing everyone down, more and more, tripping and falling over the stairs, crying. Unless I hurried up, it was going to get everyone.

I couldn't hurry up.

I realised suddenly that it was after me. I just had this feeling. Dream logic, I guess. I looked back. It was getting more and more solid, almost fully in some sort of demon shape.

Then I realised, wqith horrible clarity, what was the only thing I could do. I ran towards it, down the stairs. I was still crying. It looked at me, hissed for a moment, and got ready to strike. I moved forwards, grabbing it's hands hard and twisting. It looked puzzled for a moment, and then, still holding it, I stepped forwards and tumbled down into oblivion.

Unusually for me, I hit the ground. When I stood up, the world was totally grey, and I could see what was left of my body a little way below me. I looked around. There were no angels. There was no shimmering light, or a pearly gate. That wasn't suprising at least - I had always expected that, if there was an afterlife, I would be taking the express elevator downwards. But there wasn't even a harp.

Just blackness. As I had always thought, there really was nothing.

I had a 'lucid' dream long ago (Well, parts of the dream was lucid, the beginning of it) where I was staying at a very busy hotel. I was walking in a crowded lobby full of people who were morbidly smiling at me for no reason at all. And then there was this man who smiled at me, pointed a gun at my head, and shot me.

I remember waking up in some heaven-like area (I'm not a christian or any religious person :p) with some old man in a white coat telling me that I had three chances left. (Which probably inclided three more deaths before I ended up there) I was back at my room at the hotel I think.

Suddenly there was a hell alot of noise and loudness coming from outside the door, and people wanted to meet me and make my aquaintance for some reason. Instead of shaking my hand, they stampeded me in order to get into my room.

The rest is blurry and I can only remember small glimpses, but eventually I was shot again in the head and the whole cutscene thing happened again (as if it was some kind of game or something) and I saw myself in a perspective walking into a white horizon, accompanied with orchestrated music of some sort.

Hello, I am new, I don't have lucid dreams (hard to me, don't have time every day, but I had a few lucid dreams). I had a death dream maybe year ago, an assassin was trying to shoot me in some public place (some market or something). I was trying to escape, he didn't hit me, but he was really fast and eventually he shot me in the head from close distance. Nobody cared, pedestrians behaved as if they didn't see it. I fell to the ground and I couldn't move (I saw the ground from my eyes, but couldn't move). I don't remember what happened next, I think I woke up. Long time ago (when I was a kid) I had another dream, I don't remember how I died (I don't think it was shown in my dream, but I knew I died) and I saw a windows message asking me on what to do next (I don't remember options). Pretty strange, huh? (But as I said the second dream was long ago, maybe 6 years ago)

My most recent death dream was last night.

WARNING!!! GRAPHIC!!!

a battle ensued and my forces were defeated and i was drug into hell in short. then starts this.
I am brought before an angel. And for a moment I question how it can be that there is this angel in Hell. Then I realize it is a fallen angel. It is the devil himself ready to destroy me. I am lifted into the air and slammed down on a table of bone. My skull cracks from the impact and I can feel warm blood pooling up behind my head. Then the fallen angel steps forward and plucks a single feather from his wings. He takes that feather and slices an upside down cross on my chest and stomach, a straight line from the base of my throat down to my waits, then a line all the way across my stomach. I can feel the burn of my torn flesh, as if fire had been poured on me. He peals back the skin on my abdomen and begins to rip out my organs. I feel so much pain and wish I could just be dead. I see my organs lying on a table beside me and feel his cold claw like fingers touching my spine, suddenly I feel warmth. Not bad warmth but good warmth. I hear him chant some form of incantation and suddenly the warmth stopped, and he said “here it is, at last I have it.” He ripped from the inside of my back a glowing key. And yelled out, prepare for war my minions tonight we dine on God’s throne. As I lay their dying I could feel some serene feeling don’t know why but I did. As the devils minions prepared once more for battle he walked back and said to me that God no longer reigns and that he will soon rule. Then he crushed in my skull. Everything went black, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t feel, I didn’t even need to breathe. I was left lying in pitch black nothing for what seemed like an eternity, and then I awoke in a room I had never seen before. Then starts dream 2

Last night I died when a comet crashed near to our home. I watched it fly slowly out of my sight, then I waited for an explosion. I was a bit scared: what would it feel like to basicly die? Then it finally come. I was laughing with my mum and my grandma and told them what I saw at the same time I was dying in the dream. I saw circles inside each other: the biggest one was yellow, then there was a magenta one. There were some navy blue rings too.

Then I opened my eyes: I was still lying on the same floor I died on. It was a morning and I asked my mom if I was dreaming. She said I wasn't so I ate breakfast and went to toilet. Then I woke up in reality. It was funny - it still felt like I had my pants down. When I moved a bit I woke up properly and lost that feeling. I wrote down the dream.

I just remembered this one

The dream was right after my best friend moved to another city. He was my Grandma's neighbor, and if my family ever went to her house I would run next door to my friend's. (The dream ties in with this.)

So, in my dream, my Mom was driving my cousin and I to blockbuster, and we took a shortcut past a traffic jam. We went into this forest-esque, gang ridden, low life neighborhood. There was a group of homeless people who stared at us drive by. I told my Mom to never drive through there again...

We eventually came to Blockbuster, and we got a few movies. We then drove to my Grandma's house for a dinner. When we got there, I could only think about my best friend, and how sad it was he didn't live next to my Grandma anymore. I was in the office room, and I saw a poltrageist lift a book off of a shelf. My Grandma and cousin came in and lectured me to let go of the past. This dream was getting weirder and scarier by the second...

My Mom came in the room, and told me we had to go. On the way back home, we drove through the same neighborhood that I told my Mom not to go through. I saw the group of homeless men again, this time one of them had a shotgun. He aimed at the car, and at an instant I knew this was it. A flash of fire exploded from the gun, and I heard the window crack. Everything blacked out.

I felt so much pressure on my face where I was shot- and I knew that a chunk of my head had been splintered off. My Mom was screaming, "He's dead!" over and over again. My cousin and sister were crying, and I felt like I was entering a void in space. (The afterlife, I suppose ) I ended up waking up at that point.

I was wondering what happenned to you guys in your dreams when you die? I always respawn somewhere else. Do you guys just don't die and stay where you were or do you black out and appear somewhere else? If everyone blacks out and appear somewhere else it could actually mean that it is bad to die in a dream because it means that if you were trying to achieve a goal, you have to restart.

Just wondering.

Depends, generally I will die and then have some sort of "soul" watching what happens to the dead body, quite funny lol (And painful...)

i always wake up if i die in my dream

Check out the search function and search the thread titles for "death" or "dying." There have been a lot of threads on this, in the past.

I always respawn into another dream character.

Once (in a dream) me and 4 friends were in a haunted house, where (unknowingly to us) a vampire lived o.o He was able to murder two of us, including me. The other three were able to escape the house. As soon as he killed me, all of my conciousness was shifted into one of my friends who was running away.

Originally Posted by Higurashi

I always respawn into another dream character.

Once (in a dream) me and 4 friends were in a haunted house, where (unknowingly to us) a vampire lived o.o He was able to murder two of us, including me. The other three were able to escape the house. As soon as he killed me, all of my conciousness was shifted into one of my friends who was running away.

mildy disturbing O GOD O GOD O GOD RUUUUUN!!!!!!!!

sorry if a topic like this was already posted.

YOu guys' stories are interesting. lol!

Originally Posted by SleepyCookieDough

sorry if a topic like this was already posted.

YOu guys' stories are interesting. lol!

i had like three swords in my chest one time while i was killing middevil english/french.spanish stroops and admirals(three ships made a triangle so it was all out war ^^
really fun dream
Death in dreams doesn't mean anything,ur emotions,how you react to something in ur dreams will have meaning on the dream it self,u get a boner while ur LDing i'll get alittle hazy ^^

Originally Posted by konj

i had like three swords in my chest one time while i was killing middevil english/french.spanish stroops and admirals(three ships made a triangle so it was all out war ^^
really fun dream
Death in dreams doesn't mean anything,ur emotions,how you react to something in ur dreams will have meaning on the dream it self,u get a boner while ur LDing i'll get alittle hazy ^^

lol XD