Dreams suck:(

I had another dream about family baby killing. A different cousin from the first dream, but still a baby nonetheless.

The dream starts out with me watching TV and seeing something about vampire hunters shooting golden bullets. I then go on a old bullet hunt in the forest.

Ill skip to the baby killing part. Me is running across a bridge with the cousin to my left and for some reason his mom is running under us. I see a hole in the bridge ahead of us and as we nearit I push the baby and he falls through the hole. Then I scream LOOK OUT and the baby hits his mom and they both die.

Reading what everyone has said about dreams, I am very confused as to why I would have these sort of dreams.
 
Isn't it obvious? You're a monster, disturbed murderer and danger to everyone around you. Live with it.
 
What Ratty meant was, "Live it out." Do you have bridges where you live?
 
Better yet do you have any babies where you live? :lol:

Seriously does anyone have a psychological background that can...

Actually I dont see this as being that hard. Xavier if you want to answer this in a PM you can do it that way instead of posting here. While growing up did you suffer any unwanted trauma? Did you have dreams like this while you were a child, but ignored them and they only resurfaced recently?

Sincerely,
The Vault Dweller
 
Do you have stairs in your house?



Anyway, man, your dreams rule. Mine are mostly about public transit screwing up and me getting late to wherever I was supposed to be. Really, wtf. :| I sure could use a good baby-killing dream...
 
The_Vault_Dweller said:
While growing up did you suffer any unwanted trauma?


I remember my mom going crazy once throwing dishes and crap around when I made her mad. Other than that all I can think of is not leaving the house for anything except school untill I was 14.

Ive also been having other weird nightmares. Some recent ones include blowing up my work, having sex with ugly chicks, having sex with hot chicks and fiinding out I now have aids, and a very strange one where my dad was an evil scientist and he built a clone machine in the garage and cloned my dog.
 
Xavierblazer said:
...Other than that all I can think of is not leaving the house for anything except school untill I was 14...

No offense, but that does sound like the beginning's of the life of a serial killer or other psychopath.

Listen to me though. It's not your fault...and fuck anyone else who would tell you otherwise. Just leave them to their lies and go ahead with what you will ignorant of what others may think and you'll end up much wiser than any of them.

Sincerely,
The Vault Dweller
 
Xav, relax, man, everyone has weird dreams now and again... Musing too much on it will only make it worse.
Stop eating pork before going to bed, embrace your dreams whatever they may be as just strange experiences and don't worry.
 
Dreams:

The skylight that used to wake me up when I first started school. It used to drive me crazy because I like to sleep late. I would curse it each and every morning. I would kill for that intrusion of light. Funny, the things that you miss.

I had a dream once; I was going on a school bus. It was the same as every other day but the driver was a wolf. All the adults were gone and bus took us to a giant factory. The people made us work and killed us. They took apart our brains and muscles and used them to create new creatures, giant huge creations. There were factions that fought against each other, giant corporations, all being controlled by the adults that were gone. We were children, in reality just dead. I remember I was in another body fighting someone else, a girl who I had a great affection for. All I could think of was to kill and all she thought of was to kill and so we killed each other.

I had another dream that my grandmother was very ill. Sitting in her brown-gray lounge watching the television, "Snooker" probably. She turned to me smiling and her arm fell off. I was, as you can imagine, fairly alarmed at this, so I jumped towards her to offer my help. She picked up the arm and bit into it, still smiling.

I was hoping to read some dreams from other NMA-ers in the forum.
 
hehe ^^
have you considered watching less violent movies and play less violent games ???

Its not normal to dream about killing another person, its not healthy for your mind.

But overall it sounds like a exciting dream
 
S said:
Its not normal to dream about killing another person, its not healthy for your mind.
Yes, thoughts of murder should always be conscious ones.

Heh, I'd forgetten about the "babykiller" thread.
 
S said:
hehe ^^
have you considered watching less violent movies and play less violent games ???

Its not normal to dream about killing another person, its not healthy for your mind.

But overall it sounds like a exciting dream


No. It's perfectly normal to dream of killing someone and if you don't The Party did a pretty good job of making you a nice little comrade.

But seriosly, recently my dreams have become really cool too. Like little action advanture movies. I had one about an apocalypse with earthquakes just yesterday. I'd describe it but it was really long and complicated.
 
I had quite a streak of porn dreams (heh) for a while. However that has stopped and now my dreams have returned to being just weird as usual.

I don't think I've had any really fucked up horror/gore dreams since my early teens, tho.

I remember one where I got into a brawl with a classmate and "plucked" out his jaw. Nobody seemed to care.

Then there's the number of usual death scenes -- getting shot, shooting yourself in the head, shooting yourself through the mouth (quite fun if its so vivid you can remember what the metal tasted like), falling to death, getting beaten to death; that kind of stuff.

And of course the dreams where you realize you're dreaming, exploit that knowledge by doing really really bad things and suddenly realize you might actually be awake and panick before finally waking up, not sure whether any of what you dreamed actually happened. That's REALLY scary.
 
Ashmo said:
And of course the dreams where you realize you're dreaming, exploit that knowledge by doing really really bad things and suddenly realize you might actually be awake and panick before finally waking up, not sure whether any of what you dreamed actually happened.

Yeah, especially when I wake up covered in blood. What the hell is that all about?
 
Today I dreamed that my dog told me its father came from Cologne, and its mother from Bern, making it a half-Swiss German shepherd.

No, I won't tell you where I keep the sugar.
 
Did he
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:rofl:
DirtyDreamDesigner said:
Ashmo said:
Yeah, especially when I wake up covered in blood.
No, it isn't, it's scary when you don't wake up. You are in awaking death, just waiting for some one to turn the switch off. And as the final gust of electricity goes though your body, you open your eyes, you try to say something, but the the heart-lung machine is off and you fell the presence of something grim on your shoulder, a skeleton hand... :twisted:
 
I was never sure exactly what dreams were until the past few months.

Backtrack a little first; when I was around the age of six, I used to have reoccuring dreams being with a girl digging in the dirt and making a dirt house with moles running around us and having railroad tracks right next to us.

This summer I met that person and the dreams came true as told. Now I hold high respect for my dreams and constantly try to understand them. I especially question reality as I know it and ask myself if I am dreaming instead. Sometimes the answer is both.

Astral projections is an amazing technique to become connected with your dreams, I suggest you try it if you dare to challenge your reality and everything you think you knew.
 
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