Tell me about it. :rolleyes:

That is the absolute worst!!! That and the one where I'm just below the surface of water, but can't get my face out to breathe. Hate them ::shudder::

You know LJ, I've thought about that...

But I figured with all the other things I posted about myself, the fact that I once pissed all over myself while dreaming that I was pissing in the toilet won't make the group opinion of me sink any lower as it has either already hit rock bottom or is unaffected by my personal issues.

My GF often gets a freaky dream; you see she's still less than fluent in English to say the least. As in she understands it perfectly but has trouble phrasing a response. She often gets a dream where she has returned to Russia to visit her mother and friends to find that she can only speak in English, she understands Russian but just can't respond. She always has a particularly troubling scene where the stries to communicate with her very confused mother.

Personaly I find the whole dream uncontrollably funny. It's even funnier because she likes to think that dreams have some sort of meaning to them.

from what i understand/been told is the tornado dream means that you feel as if your life is out of control. makes sense to me, mine had been out of control for the last year and a half and i had the tornado dream on more that one occation. damn thing(s) were always chasing me. be it on the ground or when i was flying a plane.:mad:

another type of dream i can't stand is the one where your having a nightmare and you wake up, only your still asleep. yep the ol' dream within a dream thing. always scares the hell out of me!:eek:

I haven't had a good tornado dream since I was really young (and life seemed more in control), but back then I also had UFO dreams. Much in the same theme as the tornado dreams, it didn't seem to matter where they were or how many there were, they were out to get me no matter which direction they were headed when I initially saw them.

The really cool dreams are the emotionally powerful ones, or lucid dreams. Dammit -- I've only had one lucid dream my entire life. "Hey, what's happening is so stupid that I must be dreaming! Cool, I'll fly around a little."

the worst dream is the one where you are at work.....and you're working!......just normal stressful work.....

I WANT TO GET PAID FOR THOSE DREAMS!!

Odd. I decided this morning to share the dream that I had this morning; and I find that there is already a thread about dreams on the Cellar.

So, this morning I was awoken by my roommate coming home at 3 am, and couldn't go back to sleep. I tried listening to music (Ulrich Schnauss); I focused on the music and let the rest of myself spiral away.

Since I couldn't get to sleep, I got up and went into the kitchen. I trimmed the stem of an iris, and set the flower shoots into an old sauce bottle that I had filled with water. I fantasized about walking around the woods naming flowers -- there might have been a girl with me -- and recalled an anecdote given to me by my roommate a few days ago: "Why am I having so much fun? I'm just walking through the woods naming flowers!".

I set the makeshift flower vase on the table, and sat down to glower at my inability to sleep. Hunched over the table, I stared blankly at it for a long time. There was a lot of junk on the table. My roommate had a tiny dremel (10 cm length, disc was 1 cm thick and had a radius of 1 cm, rough edge), which for some reason was turned on. It was slowly grinding into some steel object of mine.

I feared to remove the dremel from the object, because I thought that it might harm me. I stared at it sleepily and uncomprendingly in the dim ligh. Eventually, I made up my mind and picked up the dremel. The dream became fraught with tension as I raised the dremel up in the air, and I left the dream.

At some point during the dream, I was jerked my arm across the table and swept a lot of the junk off of it. I picked up the junk and put it back on the table, noticing a piece of torn camera lens cleaning paper. I thought about going back to my bed.

"Wait," I thought, "I'm still in bed, amn't I?" I tested it and realized that I was still in bed. The dream flickered in strength for a moment, then faded.

interpretation
 

Teeth
dream interpretation
meaning of dream
Dreaming about teeth is very common in all cultures and age groups. Most dreams about teeth leave people feeling uneasy and anxious. Consider the overall content and context of the dream and note if you are having dental problems before making interpretation. Teeth usually symbolize power and/or control. Animals use their teeth for defense and nourishment and show their teeth when angry. Humans often display similar behaviors. Look and see if you are losing or abusing power and control in any area of your life (especially if you are losing teeth in your dream). Old dream interpretations say that dreaming about teeth is a bad omen that suggest financial difficulties.

Just some food for thought. ;)

Sorry...
 

I forgot to put the link to the site of the dream interpreter, just in case anyone was interested/curious:

Free Dream Interpretation Dictionary

I had that one, once -- dreamt I was under water and couldn't breath. Woke up to find myself face down in the pillow.

...and no, there was no one pushing me.

My Dream Interpretation:
 

Teeth crumbling dream interpretation: I probably grind my teeth in my sleep on occasion. I know I catch myself clenching them during the day sometimes.

This probably is how the "dream interpretation" books came up with their stories. Grinding/clenching teeth implies stress. So associate it with loss of control, financial worries, or sexual problems. Good chance of a hit there.

I thought this thread was going to be about silly things done on stage by Michael Stipe. "Never mind"

http://tragickingdom.net/images/mstipe.jpg


On dreams, I often get the falling-from-great-heights nightmare, waking up before I crash. The first Evanescense video reminds me of these.

I've got very weird one for you....

Ever heard singing in your dreams? I had one that kept on occurring every other night for a couple of weeks that had a crowd singing this song over and over. The song was kind of a cheerful pick-me-up (kind of a family song) but puzzled the crap out of me until I slowly woke up while dreaming and recognized all of the voices. The voices were my voices at different points in my life, from small child to adulthood, varying in range and tone.

No, I don't do drugs.