Ever since I was a kid my dreams have been crazy as hell. Last night, I had a dream where I was dropping my kid off at school, but there were people on both sides of the road standing waiting for a wedding. I see the couple and nope right out. Turning around a curb, suddenly I was in a fucking baseball stadium and rows of seats cut me off. I had to get home so I got out of my car? I’m walking down the stairs when I hear “oh, there it is!” I look up where the person was pointing to the sky. I see some rocket like thing, and assumed it was fireworks. It stopped, I hear three dreaded bomb falling noise, and then it slams into a seat a few rows down from the wedding. I hit the deck because I don’t want to die. But instead of exploding it sprays enough glitter throughout the stadium I ended up with a mouth full. Then I get out of there, call my mom, explained what happened, head to their house which is now a bunker in new York City and they refuse to believe what I went through. Then I woke up.
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I really don’t remember any of the dreams I have and I hate it. My friends talk about their wild, trippy ass dreams and I’m lucky to even remember a tiny portion of the most mundane dream.
Yes, but different kind of “wild” . Sometimes, under specific circumstances, i make extremely vivid and “logical” dreams. By logical i mean it has a plot, actors, meaningful interactions, it has an interesting ending.,it even has a narrator and sometimes, characters personality traits. After waking up, i can tell the story and it sounds like a plausible Sci - fi story (most often).Couple of times it was a terrible psychological horror / deep paranoia, which is less fun
It happened to me maybe a dozen of times in total. Every time when I wake up i can’t believe what I just watched, it feels like an insanely great movie.
Our definition of crazy is different.
That sounds like a typical dream: a series of disconnected memories stitched together in a random assortment.
It could also be that putting it in writing doesn’t convey the absurdity of it accurately. I’ve had wild dreams that, when retold later, sound mundane.
Your experience sounds common.
dreams are a great deal more than disconnected memories stitched together in a random assortment. if you pay attention to the symbolism in the dream instead of the face value, you can get a glimpse into what you’re currently processing behind the scenes.
I don’t read into dreams that deeply. I do know that emotions and personal struggles can present themes in dreams. IE seeing a catastrophe in the dream is related to a person having anxiety about something (or similar)
possibly. my favorite lens to analyze dreams is the Jungian frame: he postulated that every figure in your dream is not an other person but a part of yourself.
I had a friend who told me she had a dream that she had a baby, and she couldn’t work out how to breast feed it and she was crying and was humiliated that she couldn’t feed the baby.
She said she thought it meant she was going to be a bad mother.
So she and I had an “almost couple” before I moved very far away and she was pretty bummed about it. she began going out to party a lot, like to these kinda gross clubs, and she’d get attention from rando guys. She’d go by herself and make out with several dudes in one outing, and there’d be more than that here and there, like getting fingered on the dance floor for example, then these guys’d disappear etc.
So I put it to her that a Jungian analysis of the baby dream is that the baby is a part of her best represented by an infant, innocent and in great need of attention and care. In the dream she was trying to care for/nourish this part of herself but was failing to actually feed the baby despite the desperate, tearful effort. She was trying to give that part of herself what it needed but was going about it wrong.
She said “yeah, I don’t know”, I think it means I think it means I’ll be a bad mother", so I said okie doke. She kept going out like that and hit a DUI checkpoint on Halloween before she quit that whole scene.
If you’re up for it, next time you have an interesting dream, try thinking in the frame that each figure is a part of yourself that would be best represented by that person. For example, if I dream about a friend who does a ton of drugs and I’m hanging out with that person a lot in the dream, I’d likely take that to mean I’m processing my recent relationship to substance use.
This for me becomes really obvious when you’re learning a new (movement) skill. For example after driving lessons or my first time skiing I spent the nights going through all the scenario’s. They also show that mice learning their way through a maze activate the same “direction” neurons in sequence of going through the maze while they dream and they think it will help in learning.
yes, its one part of it. you integrate what youve learned in the day into long term memory during REM, which is also when you dream
Totally feel that. Constant stress and anxiety manifesting in mine
Natalie Portman, who does have an education in neuroscience, thinks dreams are just your mind getting rid of debris. That was in response to a question on her Hot Ones interview, and she didn’t seem to think it was a strong conclusion backed by broad scientific consensus or anything. Still, I found it an interesting pushback against the common idea that dreams have some deep meaning.
Your mind getting rid of debris… interesting.
I don’t know that its common, I encounter about 50/50 people thinking they’re nonsense and others getting insight from their dreams.
People, including Natalie Portman during her interview on the chicken wing youtube show Hot Ones, can have layers of motivation to dismiss their dreams as nonsense. Paying attention to the symbolism in dreams can reveal some dark and anxiety provoking truths. Or not :)
That’s the weird part - they have some stuff based on experiences, like dropping my kid off at school, and being in a baseball stadium. The missile landing looked similar to an artillery napalm round in Helldivers, but the wedding, the glitter bomb, the baseball stadium my parents in NYC, in a bunker? Yeah not exactly stuff I’m familiar with.
I remember another dream where I was being driven to school as a kid, and giant flying saucers descend from the sky and start firing green lasers into the ground. Or a time in hypnosis where I talked to an Eldritch entity consisting of an eyeball and tentacles that’s connected to all of us that is the reason we get stress headaches because we try to pull them off (yeah).
My mind is weird
I do! My dreams are typically very surreal and weird, things that would make the backrooms seem comfortable. Everything in the dream looks as real as it does in real life, too. I attribute this to me seemingly having hyperphantasia (on that famous “imagine an apple” graph, I am a 1, an apple in my head looks exactly as an apple does in real life). Last night I had this dream I was some kind of gigantic were-lobster that had wings. I couldn’t fly very far because my wings were like smallish dragonfly wings, but it was a fun (albeit weird) experience.
I thought pretty much everyone was a 1!
Me too until quite recently!
I have vivid dreams of places that look amazing. The best is when I can lucid dream so I can remain in the dream while being awake.
Smoke weed constantly for a couple months and quit cold turkey if you want some truly insane dreams.
Usually no, but the last 2 days, yes. They have involved very accurate plays of songs I don’t normally listen to (which I can’t remember ever dreaming about before). The first was “9 to 5” by Dolly Parton. I was in a bar and it was being played. Heard every note for about 30 seconds. There was a guy in the band whose role was to suck smoke out of a dish with a slab of dry ice in it and blow it into a microphone.
The second song was “Only the Lonely” by Roy Orbison. I’ve maybe heard this song 3 times in my life I think. But it seemed note perfect. The situation was I was hanging out with 3 people I called The Performer, The Guy, and The Lonely. The first two guys had to leave and… cue the song.
EDIT: cue… thanks SpaceNoodle
*cue
Also, dry ice doesn’t smoke, that’s just cold CO2.
Are you sure it isn’t water vapor in the air that the cold CO2 is causing to condense into fog?
Could be! Also not smoke.
Yeah, I sometimes have dreams that constantly change like that, I usually don’t remember them though. Some of the crazy/weird things that happen in my dreams are stuff like I randomly become or have been a woman, I’m somehow romantically involved with people I hate or that I’m in a situation where I’m surrounded by tentacles.
The dreams i can remember remind me of being stuck in a closet with Vanna White.
Sounds crazy but cool. I have detailed dreams too but rarely remembers them afterwards.
