The occasional recurring nightmare where I have to go back to college and take or re-take a mathematics exam due to some administrative issue.
Alpha_Romeo said:The occasional recurring nightmare where I have to go back to college and take or re-take a mathematics exam due to some administrative issue.
scotian said:Funny you posted this today because I was just talking about this over supper with friends. The most fucked up sleep related thing that ever happened to me was during the peak of my quarter life crisis when I was 24. In the span of two weeks I got dumped by my girlfriend, broke my ankle, got evicted from my apartment, got fired from my job and was involved in a massive street brawl that involved my friend getting boot fucked by five guys and I thought he was dead, I had to drag his ass into a taxi because the ambulance wouldn’t stop because the brawl was ongoing when they arrived. He ended up with a concussion and fifteen stitches in his forehead.
Anyway, I was stressed to the max and crashing on a friend’s mattress in his basement next to a brick wall. I woke up one morning and felt weird, my hands hurt, once I got up I saw that my knuckles were all skinned and bloody. I realized I was punching the brick wall in my sleep but had no recollection of it. I thought “damn, that’s fucked up” so went to shower. As soon as the water came on and touched my head, I felt pain so got out of the shower to dry off then realized that my head was all beat up and skinned/bloody too.
So basically as I slept I got in a fight with the brick wall and smashed my head into it and punched it to the point that my knuckles and noggin were bloody and beat to shit. Absolutely no memory of it.
Ski pro said:I once had a dream that my dog could talk and he told me he loved me. It was the best dream I ever had.
Simeon_Strangelight said:< It's a pity because I feel that an orthomolecular doctor might have given him a chance. The body requires a huge amount of nutrients to regenerate and he was likely lacking on that front for decades.
But that is modern medicine - just claims of expensive urine wiping away the criticism of the 1950s-levels of RDAs of nutrients - all despite decades of contrary evidence.
He was likely in a critical situation with his heart being quite weak. That can go quite fast.
Private Man was strong as a horse, just had cancer eating away at him and he said good-bye publicly before it got too debilitating.
Ultimately it's all an individual experience we are on here. Everyone is born with an expiry date - what matters is what you do between those two dates.
Captainstabbin said:I dream about flying and bizarre religious/demonic themes. 2 nights ago, I dreamed I was assisting a priest in an exorcism and things went wrong. The possessed dude looked at me and forced me out of my body. I was floating around trying to reattach to my body and traveled to the house next door where my neighbors were discussing getting a new dog. Crazy part - they just told me an hour ago that they're getting a new puppy.
Anyone else have lucid dreams?
Kurgan said:I still have nightmares of a fundamentalist Christian college I went to and leaving it constantly. Too cultish for my taste and left me second-guessing Christianity after encounters with Bible Thumpers.