Wherever they come from, they're very personal, aren't they? I think that's part of what makes them so frightening. Even the nightmares children have only seem silly on the surface. It's very serious to them!
I still have a few of them. They almost always have to do with school, feeling that my mind is imprisoned, enslaved to think and be a certain way, very horrible. Along with actually having to get out of bed and write, recording these dreams are the hardest part of learning lucidity. Although, there is usually some dark absurdity to them. Here's a snippet from my dream journal just a couple nights ago:
I got back in the line of people to climb up a ladder, over and through to the next classroom. I walked up to the teacher's desk and told him, after hesitating, “can I talk to you after class?”
“Sure,” he said, “any particular reason?"
“Well," I said, "I think I just don’t like seeing people burned alive.”
I don't think you want to hear what I wrote before that!
There are hyperactive dreams that I don't classify as nightmares because they are too purely physical and don't contain any dreadful psychological element. For example, last night I dreamt I walked into a fast food restaurant just as it was mowed down by a gang of lunatic asians with machine guns. I mean, they didn't even use the doors. They just fired through the windows and jumped in, shooting people inside, yelling gleefully about how they were going to kill everybody. I was one of the few who managed to run outside. I ran in the opposite direction others were running. They ran after each of us and hunted us down, yelling to me that it wasn't honorable to die this way. ("Yeah, you're tellin' me!"). They never shot me successfully, but they did trap me behind a pair of cars, at which point I was noticing that all of this was suspisciously like a movie and, therefore, like a dream. Just pure survival defense mechanisms. It's hard to say it was a nightmare.
But it had to come from somewhere, right? I don't watch a lot of movies, nor do I play a lot of video games. But I used to, like any guy. Maybe my subconscious is telling me I miss it.
I hope you find something to laugh at in your nightmares, Irishcream. Even if it's just a little thing. I wouldn't expect you to find the whole thing funny, or else it wouldn't have been a nightmare in the first place.
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