I had 3 terrible dreams tonight... I will post two of them. PLEASE post at least one nightmare, or just disturbing dream if you have the time. I have been VERY interested in dreams since I was 13. In the 12 years since, that fascination has only gotten stronger.
I have heard people say that if you take 5HTP right as you go to sleep it can cause nightmares. Which I found a little silly. Sure, maybe it causes you to have more dreams or remember them better, it is a form of tryptophan after all. But causing nightmares, that seemed silly. And still does.
But I had some disturbing dreams last night.
DREAM 1:
The first one I had, and I am not going to go into much detail, cause I remember little about it. But all of a sudden I was in another dream.(or the dream shifted...)
I was running as fast as I could, through the parking lot of a golf course I know very well. The parking lot is adjacent to the soccer field of my old elementary school. I hope then fence in on quick bounce, by placing my arms on fence, and springing off with my legs. Fell on the grass. Turned around, just long enough to see someone chasing me, and kept running.
The guy chasing me was my size or a little bigger, but I was terrified. You know the feeling where you feel like you cant run anymore in your dream, and you start to slow down? Well as that was happening to me, I noticed a large ball(but not a soccer ball, more like a medicine ball) lying on the ground. It was large, and wrapped in chains. So I picked it up and turned around to face my attacker.
I was so scared but as he got really close, I gave one good swing, and hit him upside the head. He fell to the ground. And I took my opportunity, I kept striking him in the face, over and over. It was raw and animistic, and I think I became semi-lucid at this point cause I kept thinking things like, "you are not getting up after that mother fucker" So he is on the ground and lots of blood is starting to come out of his face(all over, nose mouth etc) but a mixture of fear and rage kept me beating him. And honestly it was probably based more on fear then rage. He kept sticking up his arms, to block my blows but I kept hitting him. The last thing I wanted him to do was get back up.
After beating him for what seemed like forever, I turned and ran away. He yelled something that I didn't hear, or don't remember, and I yelled back... "I wasn't doing shit to you and you attacked me, I was nice to you and you turned on me, thats life mother fucker!"
When I rounded the side of the school and made it to the parking lot I tossed the ball covered in chains into a yard right beside the school. I used to have a friend that lived there , and we played there during lunchtime, I hoped that he wouldn't catch up with me and use the weapon on me. And that seemed like a safe place to drop my weapon.
Then I saw a car and ran alongside of it. The driver rolled down the passenger window and said, "do you need a ride??" But he didn't stop.  So I said yes, and opened the door(while the car was still moving and jumped it)
We rounded a corner, and there was a swath of kids and teens, dressed like "punks" and "Goths" (more or less) they were walking slowly and didn't seem to care we were right behind them. So the driver said we would have to get out and walk through them. So he walked through them bumping them out of the way with his chest and shoulders. I wondered why they were not walking on the sidewalk, or why we weren't but I followed him anyway, then I saw someone I recognized, and he gave him a hard bump with his shoulder as I tried to explain that I knew the guy,...... We walked ahead of them, and suddenly I was back home.
DREAM:2
I had two people over to my house that I had never meet before. I was cutting up some pot and feeling quite awkward. One of them was a really small creepy looking, white guy. The other a tall somewhat intimidating black guy. They were both about my age. But something didn't feel right. We made idle banter but I couldn't relate to, nor was I interested in anything they were saying.
Then at one point I went to get a drink of water, and rise a dish in the sink. And I kept getting the feeling that they were rooting through my stuff, both my storage drawers, and my bag of pot. And every time I turned around they would look up as if they were distracted and they didn't know I was looking at them. It was obvious they were being suspicious, but every time I turned around I couldn't catch them in the act.
So I sat back down, beside the little white guy, and the black guy said he had to leave for a minute. "where, why?" I asked, but he mumbled something and just left the room. I asked the little guy what was up, and he told me that the black guy was in a gang, and that "do hardcore shit, like drive bys and robberies" maybe he was just going to collect some money or something.
But I assumed he was putting some of my pot away in in car(etc).
Then the little guy kept slouching closer to me, and I moved away. Then he started laying his head on my shoulder. I told him "thats not cool" and pushed him away. but he kept doing it. I eventually stood up and said "look I don't know what your hoping, but nothing like that is going to go down, I'm not gay, if you are fine, no problem, but stop fucking leaning on me like that"
Then I walked across the room and sat on the couch opposite of where I was just sitting.
When he returned, he said, "hey mother fuckers, whats up!!" In a somewhat jovial tone, and walked in wearing a monkey mask. I didn't find this too amusing, but I wasn't scared yet. He took off that mask to revel another much more sinister mask. It was kinda like a skull, but it also looked like a face almost.. hard to describe, but very creepy. It was Grey with a few red lines that went across the forehead and circled his eyes.
He promptly took it of and gave a coy half smile and sat down beside me. I went back to cutting up some pot for a joint, But I swore this guy was trying to pinch from my bag, which was right in front of him.
After about his third attempt I stood up and said, "I think its probably best if you guys leave". Right away they both stood up and the black guy picked up my youngest kitten Buddha, while the little white guy developed a wicked smile, almost as if he was about to laugh. "hey man put him down I said"
"no" was his deadpan reply, "look here man take a bud for the road for your cause" (for your cause is something a friend of mine always says when he gives someone free bud, basically it just means, take this so you can get high later, and do whatever it is you do  )
So he outstretched one arm and held my cat high above me with the other. Then as I handed him the bud I thought fuck this guy, and broke into smaller parts. Grabbed my kitten under his belly and went to take him back.
But he started to twist my cats arm, around very sharply, and Buddha let out the sharpest saddest cry I have ever heard any animal make  and he wouldn't stop twisting so I had to sort of roll with the motion to prevent him from hurting Buddha anymore, while trying to pry his hand off and strike him in the arm from time to time to make him let go.
Finally I wrestled Buddha from him, and placed him on the floor, he was crying the whole time over and over in the most heart wrenching tones I have ever heard. And when he went to walk it was obvious I he was very badly hurt. He was limping and cry madly. And he looked up at me with such a horrible look on his face. His eyes were wider then ever and he wouldn't stop crying in pain. The look in his eyes still gives me chills as I write this, and finally he fell to the floor, rolling around in pain.
I turned and the 2 assholes were almost at the door. I ran towards them both, and awoke screaming "fuck you you fucking pieces of shit I'm going to fucking kill you" But I was awake.
Outside my door I heard Buddha scratching on a board that covered a window at one time after we had a break in, I walked into the hallway and was about to hiss at him for scratching the board,(cause he keeps knocking it over all the time) but I just smiled, petted him, and after he was purring for a bit, I went to go fix myself some dinner.
PLEASE POST your scary, disturbing or downright nightmarish dreams. Those aren't the worst ones I have ever had. Not by a long shoot. But they are what prompted me to write this thread.
Edited by Psilocybeingzz (02/06/07 05:52 AM)
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