ok, I've got a one that just seems to keep coming back, I've had this one for as long as I can remember, but I think that they started about the time I started school. They never the same dream, but the theme is always the same.

Ok... They always start out with me somehow finding out that I can fly, or float, or something, and I'm happier than a pig in shit. I start out low, more just hovering and showing off, then go a bit higher, probably about 10 feet in the air. And up until now, the dream is happy. But then at some point in the dream I always lose control of it, and end up above the trees, sometimes I can grab onto the top of a tree and try to hold on, but I always end up being very very high above the ground, to where houses look like the little Monopoly houses. during this time I freak out, because I can't stop gaining altitude. Then all of a sudden I gain control again(not always but sometimes), if at least for a moment, before I suddenly plummet to the ground. The most recent one I ended up in a pool, but before that I always end up just thumping on the ground unhurt.
I'm not really bothered by the dream, I'm just wondering what the fuck it means.

That's an easy one.

It's simply your brain saying "do you wanna get hiiiiiiiiiiiigh". ;)

Lol, ya know... that would explain it, because I love getting high:p

I knew it. :cool:

Yeah but who doesn't?

MWAHAHAHAHAHA...

You, Sir, CRABAPPLE, Sir! How about a shave?!

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I don't know the Tod Slaughter (now THAT is an amazing name) version... In truth, the Burton version is the only one that I've seen, though I was aware of the play prior.

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Ahhhh... Fear of complete loss of control.

You're a control freak and you fear being helpless and unable to control your environment.

Luckily, the fear isn't fatal or all that serious - Hence why you landed in the pool unhurt.

http://blogs.commercialappeal.com/beifuss/tod.jpg

Oh yeah, Slaughter was so much fun. Of course, this is an older film and there were details that just didn't make it in there. But Slaughter's crazy performance is worth the price of admission.

I have a recurring dream that I'm running from something I can't see, and it goes on and on, I just keep running. After awhile I lock myself up in a house thinking I've finally gotten away. I sit down to rest and the things I've been running from start coming through the walls, down from the ceiling and up through the floor.

Dude that sounds.... AWESOME!!!

You should totally make a movie out of that. Or a book maybe. ;)

I am. Just for fun of course.

Make sure to read this story before you do. ;)

http://www.horror.com/forum/showthread.php?t=23630

You're tired of inconsiderate people taking an exorbitant amount or time to get their crap rung up and get out of your way.

Last night I dreamt that I was being hunted down by the Korean mafia. They were staked out in the building next to the hotel I was staying at.

Actually I had one when I was a teenager that stuck with me. I tend to have really vivid nightmares, and I have them fairly often. I think that is why I don't sleep. ANYWAY, as I was saying....;) when I was sixteen I had a dream that I was a little blind girl (it wasn't me, but I had the feeling it was me, like I was outside of myself, watching myself.....and does that make any sense at all?) walking, stumbling along the side of the road. A man picks her up, no one I know, they ride for awhile, but he finally stops in front of an old, abandoned house. They never go inside. She pulls out a knife and slits his throat. I wake up. I have no way of coveying to you all how much this dream freaked me out. Well, I still remember it, so I guess that says something.

It was either him or you. ;)

I used to have a re-occurring dream about the "Sweet Potato Man" who was made of his namesake and used a vacuum to suck up my family, friends, and various loved ones during different dreams.

LOL....that's kind of the feeling I had as well....;)


I also had a dream about giant grasshoppers once. And they were mean. Really, really mean. :o

I'm trying to remember the dream I had 2 nights ago, I can't remember anything about it, but I woke up shaking like I was scared.

Last night I had quite possibly the most horrifying nightmare that I have ever endured in my life.

I was in a cabin in Maine (no, no one I know actually owns a cabin in Maine, but it is very Stephen King, eh?), in a small town.

Suddenly I was warned by one of the "locals" that every year (coincidentally AT THAT TIME), the town is plagued and haunted by... THINGS.

So, accordingly, a brief period of time was spent boarding up the log cabin... and then... waiting.

The rest of the dream was spent defending myself and the few people in the cabin from HORRIBLE MUTANTS (yes, it's Stephen King write The Hills Have Eyes apparently). I tried to defend myself with a piece of wood, but it didn't have much affect.

you could have just plucked their eyebrows.

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*plucks newb's eyebrows... and pubes*