I've been told by several folks that dreams of your teeth falling out are about psychological growth, personal rebirth or evolution in personal values.
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I had a dream where I was roaming around weird non existent Japanese cities that are amalgamations of towns and cities I’ve been to. Also it rained constantly and it’s never sunny.
Do you ever 'come back' to certain places, like your rainy cities, over the course of multiple dreams? I dream of a temple or cathedral that leads to different biomes several times a year. It evolves over time, but the vibe and feeling of that place is always the same. I wonder sometimes if it's my visual cortex parsing some kernel of my being into a visual representation of the inner me.
I heard it means you're grinding your teeth while you sleep.
That’s the dream I’ve been having since a month ago. I often start from the arcade that’s in the city. There’s some anthropomorphic animals in the city and there’s a massive water park. But I mostly wander into office supply stores or the train stations.
I really get the feeling that these recurring spaces are trying to tell us something, you know? All our other dreams are so random and disconnected most of the time, why is it we keep coming back to certain places? Whenever I have those sorta dreams they're clearer, more structured, easier to remember and it seems like there's a message underneath all of it sometimes.
There’s one time where I was at the water park in the city despite being very cloudy. And the changing room was full of mold and had shitty concrete walls.
That sounds pretty dark.
How did you feel in that moment? Can you tie it into anything in life?
Or at least, it seems like there's a specific set of emotions attached to that feel and that place.
I don’t know, I felt okay for some reason. I just wanted to go down a water slide.
I know the feeling you're talking about! Dreams can be wonderful like that.
It's like all the fear or comfort or whatever is irrelevant to what you're seeing. Even in many unsettling dreams there's a comforting familiarity amidst it all.
Years ago, after my grandmother died, I had a dream where I picked her up to take her grocery shopping and the road we were driving on gradually narrowed and ultimately ended rather abruptly with my car fenced in on three of four sides and no other way to move except in reverse. I often wondered if it was some way for her to remind me from the grave to never get myself caught in a situation I couldn't get out of.
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I had a dream as a 4 year old where the grim reaper sliced off my face and left me to beg my aunt for help as she repeated "I cant see, I dont have my eyes" even though she definitely had those.
The two weirdest dreams I can remember seem to both involve flying: I dreamt that I was falling out of a plane, I think I was supposed to be sky diving and I landed on a cloud somehow and it was solid enough to walk on. Instead of birds there were fish flying around and ducks able to swim on the cloud. I was super into exploring this trippy cloud space until a frog in a suit and a top hat with a British accent was like "Come now girl, we mustn't tarry!" showing me his pocket watch, as this happened I suddenly woke up and realised my alarm was about to go off. I had an early train to catch that day and I guess the frog wanted me to get out of bed.
The other dream I was on a plane in first class and it was the most ridiculous first class you'd ever see, the seats were like sofas and there was a whole bar with big screen TV's and waiters and so on. I was sitting near these two women and one woman was talking about some TV show she was on like America's Got Talent or something and bragging about flying over for the finals. Some waitress bought out a huge tray of desert and was cutting it up and this woman got up and just started grabbing it with her hands and shoveling it into her mouth and onto a plate as the waitress is trying to explain that she's serving it soon so please wait. I get kinda grossed out so walk off somewhere else and the rest I think was me trying to get to a bathroom and these people talking in front of the door but not letting me through for some reason. I just remember the image of that woman shovelling up desert like she's never seen it before and never will again lol.
The other dream I was on a plane in first class and it was the most ridiculous first class you'd ever see, the seats were like sofas and there was a whole bar with big screen TV's and waiters and so on. I was sitting near these two women and one woman was talking about some TV show she was on like America's Got Talent or something and bragging about flying over for the finals. Some waitress bought out a huge tray of desert and was cutting it up and this woman got up and just started grabbing it with her hands and shoveling it into her mouth and onto a plate as the waitress is trying to explain that she's serving it soon so please wait. I get kinda grossed out so walk off somewhere else and the rest I think was me trying to get to a bathroom and these people talking in front of the door but not letting me through for some reason. I just remember the image of that woman shovelling up desert like she's never seen it before and never will again lol.
I'm probably powerleveling about how much of my childhood I wasted on the internet with this one, but some time ago I had a flash game dream. The format is pretty pathetic, but I liked the idea of the dream. If I had any skills at all I would have just made it myself afterwards, since I couldn't find any evidence of it.
Edited from the document I punched up about it:
The premise of these animations, and I definitely dreamed them up as being fictional because I could see the Newgrounds window around them, was a homeless man who was secretly a bloody shapeshifting blob-like flesh-and-bone monster. Living in some kind of horrible run-down slum, he would briefly interact with some character, decide he didn’t like them, then brutally murder and consume them.
The only premise of which I remember very clearly is an episode title “(Character [I didn’t dream up a name for him]) eats pizza like a boss” where there was supposed to be some kind of humorous exchange, then the main character kills and eats a fellow homeless man who’s holding a pizza, devouring the pizza on top of his corpse. The animation style is extremely primitive, with lots of thick line and vague backgrounds.
Additionally, there was also a game associated with the character that seemed to revive the series with the character now as a gritty anti-hero instead of a deranged killer. I got the impression the game was made years later as a collaborative effort. The premise of the game is to use stealth and platforming to sneak up on thugs in a drug den and devour them one by one. I woke up before I experienced much gameplay. The graphics and animations were considerably improved, in addition to the kills and voiceover being far more violent and sadistic.
I remember feeling like the early animations were really traumatic or something, kind of how I felt when I watched something a bit too fucked up when I was that age. The feeling for the gory flash game though was one of fun, kind of like how I enjoy newer stuff by gorehounds these days.
If i'm an idiot and this is somehow a real thing i forgot about, please link it. Otherwise if I ever get some cash to fund my bullshit creative projects I'm gonna develop this.
Edited from the document I punched up about it:
The premise of these animations, and I definitely dreamed them up as being fictional because I could see the Newgrounds window around them, was a homeless man who was secretly a bloody shapeshifting blob-like flesh-and-bone monster. Living in some kind of horrible run-down slum, he would briefly interact with some character, decide he didn’t like them, then brutally murder and consume them.
The only premise of which I remember very clearly is an episode title “(Character [I didn’t dream up a name for him]) eats pizza like a boss” where there was supposed to be some kind of humorous exchange, then the main character kills and eats a fellow homeless man who’s holding a pizza, devouring the pizza on top of his corpse. The animation style is extremely primitive, with lots of thick line and vague backgrounds.
Additionally, there was also a game associated with the character that seemed to revive the series with the character now as a gritty anti-hero instead of a deranged killer. I got the impression the game was made years later as a collaborative effort. The premise of the game is to use stealth and platforming to sneak up on thugs in a drug den and devour them one by one. I woke up before I experienced much gameplay. The graphics and animations were considerably improved, in addition to the kills and voiceover being far more violent and sadistic.
I remember feeling like the early animations were really traumatic or something, kind of how I felt when I watched something a bit too fucked up when I was that age. The feeling for the gory flash game though was one of fun, kind of like how I enjoy newer stuff by gorehounds these days.
If i'm an idiot and this is somehow a real thing i forgot about, please link it. Otherwise if I ever get some cash to fund my bullshit creative projects I'm gonna develop this.
For some time in my life i've had premonitory dreams. The thing is that they were premonitions about something completely inconsequential and harmless, like me walking past a tree in the park or doing something in a specific manner. For a lot of time it has puzzled me because i knew that i already saw those moments and even i knew that my reaction was the one i had in the dream which made it even weirder.
Lately it hasn't been happening or it's just me not remembering those dreams, because sometimes i have the sensation in the back of my mind that i already saw what happened.
Lately it hasn't been happening or it's just me not remembering those dreams, because sometimes i have the sensation in the back of my mind that i already saw what happened.
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I had a pretty graphic dream about getting an abortion recently. Never been pregnant in my life. It’s not unusual to get baby dreams when my hormones are in the right place, but that was new.
A few days later, I had a dream that I kissed the modern version a childhood friend who happens to look like my girlfriend. Except I couldn’t make eye contact, so when I did look afterward, her face was disfigured by a skin infection.
Then, the other day, I dreamt about confronting my family about a personal issue and getting yelled at for it.
There are a lot of changes happening in my life and I think my subconscious mind is sorting them out.
A few days later, I had a dream that I kissed the modern version a childhood friend who happens to look like my girlfriend. Except I couldn’t make eye contact, so when I did look afterward, her face was disfigured by a skin infection.
Then, the other day, I dreamt about confronting my family about a personal issue and getting yelled at for it.
There are a lot of changes happening in my life and I think my subconscious mind is sorting them out.
I recently dreamt I went to a chinese convenience store, despite not knowing a lick of chinese I could understand what the labels said. I purchased some western dragon figurines and primer, which wouldn't be at such a place but it was there. I went to my grandparents house and there was a stone komodo dragon statue that came to life and revealed itself to be a trickster dragon. The neighbor's house was gone and replaced with a 5 story hot pink castle. I thought that was strange. The more I dwelled on the realization of how strange and impossible the building was the more I begun to wake up.
literally woke up about half an hour ago about a dream that ended around at a point where i'm explaining to my parents what DLC is
i don't fucking get it either
i don't fucking get it either
I got a dream last night where in an elevator and the elevator kept stopping at random floors except for the 11th floor and every stop had a weird thing. Floor 9 was a jungle and Floor 23 was an airport. Floor 30 had a Victorian era tea party happening, Floor 42 stopped at an Russian subway station. Floor 64 had a friendly giant rat who was late for a business meeting. I woke up around Floor 70.
What was on Floor 70?
Was anyone in the elevator with you?
What kind of elevator was it; old-timey, nondescript, or one of those inner-city hospital elevators that rattles like a C-130, stinks like a vomitorium, and has a corner soaked in either piss or amniotic fluid?
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