Dreams.

[Inner Albania]

Last night, I had a dream, where I got teleported to 1970s Japan.

[Gaybeans]

Had another stress dream about being late for work.

You got that to look forward to, youngsters. The rest of y'all will know my pain.

[Foxyshire]

This thread's title immediately plays the Fleetwood Mac song of the same name inside my head every time I see it.

Thanks.

[Nantoraka]

When I was a kid, I managed to teach myself how to lucid dream. I think for a period of two weeks I would fall asleep to the thought of "I'm gonna dream, and I'm gonna know it" and repeat that thought over and over again until I fell asleep. Eventually that made me start being able to lucid dream on command, because my brain would automatically know I was lucid dreaming, and then it would kick in. It was fantastic.

...Until I got older and stopped making that a habit, and then I ended up losing the ability. I haven't done it in ages since.

[Narland]

I dreamed a former gf was my wife and she was just like she was in her 20s. But I was a very old man. We were walking down the street, the sun was setting. We were having a nice conversation and a police officer pulls up. I am now in a courtroom. During trial the prosecutor was my wife, and the judge was my wife's dad. Everyone else is my wife's close kin. My lawyer was myself (for some reason there was two of me.) I tried to ask for a mistrial but I couldn't speak; The more I tried to speak but couldn't, the angrier the courtroom got. My lawyer (who is me) looks at the me who is me sympathetically. The courtroom dissolved into a beach party (like those cheesy 1960s movies), and everyone was having a good time. Then it went into another dream.

[The Xenopolis Confederation]

I had a dream that I was listening to Frank Zappa's "Freak Out," and then I woke up to discover that I actually WAS listening to Frank Zappa's "Freak Out."

[Lugarvatn]

I had a dream when I was in the church, the sky is green symbolizing a zombie apocalypse, I and everyone in the church are praying, after the prayer, a horde of zombies spawned out of nowhere, and then we run to a safe spot, that's how it all happened, the preacher? He survived too

[Matamorosia]

Ok, I have another dream to share,

I got banned from Nationstates, because I supposedly cheated on something.
4 days before my nation was erased.

But I for some reason still could access F7.

I don’t remember anything else.

[Unogonduria]

Two days ago, I had a dream where I was in WW2 in Macedonia in some kind of "kindergarten", and meanwhile the British were bombing nearby, the "teachers" didn't tell the kids to hide, even under the tables. I remarked this by saying something of the sorts of "You really were "bad" (bad is in brackets since I don't know any other word to describe it)" as if Macedonia (e.g North Macedonia), and a slim man in his 50s/60s remarked that "we too (the Bulgarians) are not so different in this way". After a while I realized, that they did not evacuate the kids because they were like 3-5, and not to "scare them".

[Varsemia]

Not to long ago, I dreamt that I was lying on the grass and staring into a large double-decker bus through the open door. The world had a weird texture to it as well, everything looked like it had been sketched or drawn. Suddenly a creepy face attached to an extremely long neck appeared in the doorway and I remember screaming "Oh Fuck" but it got "censored" by an extremely loud boat horn which jumpscared me awake.

[Singaporen Empire]

Not to long ago, I dreamt that I was lying on the grass and staring into a large double-decker bus through the open door. The world had a weird texture to it as well, everything looked like it had been sketched or drawn. Suddenly a creepy face attached to an extremely long neck appeared in the doorway and I remember screaming "Oh Fuck" but it got "censored" by an extremely loud boat horn which jumpscared me awake.

Was it long?

Some dreams seem to take place over days, months sometimes ( but rarely dare I say ) even years!

My scariest dream was by far a dream where I had gotten lost. It still haunts me.

When I was younger, my biggest fear was always losing track of my parents/guardians and being lost. I once dreamt about that.

It was a breezy afternoon, my Grandmother was picking me up from my school, an almost daily routine at that point of my life, so much so that I had thought almost nothing about it as it was deeply engraved in my mind. We walked across the street, and out of excitement of seeing my friend, I ran towards him, but he was too fast and did not even hear or glance an eye at me. Already sad, I turned back to tell my grandmother, but she had disappeared.

Yeah, just like that. Poof.

I was so confused. Where could she have gone? What happened? Was she in deep trouble? My mind quickly raced with almost endless thoughts of what could have happened, I ruled out the scenarios where something bad had happened, they still troubled me.
I looked around, had I known this place well enough so that I could find my way back home? As cold sweat overwhelmed my hands, I slowly looked around, the parts I knew started to form back.
Just then, I turned back and, nothing I even remotely knew streaked my mind. Doors were there that well... was never there. They just suddenly existed.

I ran, as fast as I could. My heart sank as I entered a room, I needed to ask them what happened. The room I entered was a familiar one, it was a department store, a one my neighbours ran, I had always gone there for lunch with my grandmother.
I opened it and immediate air conditioning punched me in the face, there was an office, illuminated by a bright white glowing light, people below it were almost robotic, synchronising in typing on a several laptops. They turned to face me.
I blew out of there and slammed door shut, and sprinted out, my breath slowly being taken away by the minute. I tried to the painstakingly find my way back home. The roads were so gigantic compared to me, what would I even do?

In my dream, it took 3 months. Yes, 3 months, finding my way.

All through those 3 months, I thought about my parents, and how they would have been very worried if I was gone for 3 whole months. Eventually, I got to the road: "Serangoon North Avenue 4". I knew I was close.

Nothing matched up about the place though. The trees were different, the HDBs were in different places. And, my parent's block was not there.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and the world started getting bigger, it it wasn't big enough. Either that, or I was getting smaller, tinier, more insignificant.
I thought about my grandmother and a bright light started approaching me, a car.
Before I could even run, I died.
In the dream of course.
When I woke up, I realised that I had actually cried. I will never take my parents for granted ever again.

[Varsemia]

Not to long ago, I dreamt that I was lying on the grass and staring into a large double-decker bus through the open door. The world had a weird texture to it as well, everything looked like it had been sketched or drawn. Suddenly a creepy face attached to an extremely long neck appeared in the doorway and I remember screaming "Oh Fuck" but it got "censored" by an extremely loud boat horn which jumpscared me awake.

Was it long?

Some dreams seem to take place over days, months sometimes ( but rarely dare I say ) even years!

My scariest dream was by far a dream where I had gotten lost. It still haunts me.

When I was younger, my biggest fear was always losing track of my parents/guardians and being lost. I once dreamt about that.

It was a breezy afternoon, my Grandmother was picking me up from my school, an almost daily routine at that point of my life, so much so that I had thought almost nothing about it as it was deeply engraved in my mind. We walked across the street, and out of excitement of seeing my friend, I ran towards him, but he was too fast and did not even hear or glance an eye at me. Already sad, I turned back to tell my grandmother, but she had disappeared.

Yeah, just like that. Poof.

I was so confused. Where could she have gone? What happened? Was she in deep trouble? My mind quickly raced with almost endless thoughts of what could have happened, I ruled out the scenarios where something bad had happened, they still troubled me.
I looked around, had I known this place well enough so that I could find my way back home? As cold sweat overwhelmed my hands, I slowly looked around, the parts I knew started to form back.
Just then, I turned back and, nothing I even remotely knew streaked my mind. Doors were there that well... was never there. They just suddenly existed.

I ran, as fast as I could. My heart sank as I entered a room, I needed to ask them what happened. The room I entered was a familiar one, it was a department store, a one my neighbours ran, I had always gone there for lunch with my grandmother.
I opened it and immediate air conditioning punched me in the face, there was an office, illuminated by a bright white glowing light, people below it were almost robotic, synchronising in typing on a several laptops. They turned to face me.
I blew out of there and slammed door shut, and sprinted out, my breath slowly being taken away by the minute. I tried to the painstakingly find my way back home. The roads were so gigantic compared to me, what would I even do?

In my dream, it took 3 months. Yes, 3 months, finding my way.

All through those 3 months, I thought about my parents, and how they would have been very worried if I was gone for 3 whole months. Eventually, I got to the road: "Serangoon North Avenue 4". I knew I was close.

Nothing matched up about the place though. The trees were different, the HDBs were in different places. And, my parent's block was not there.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and the world started getting bigger, it it wasn't big enough. Either that, or I was getting smaller, tinier, more insignificant.
I thought about my grandmother and a bright light started approaching me, a car.
Before I could even run, I died.
In the dream of course.
When I woke up, I realised that I had actually cried. I will never take my parents for granted ever again.

That actually sounds pretty frightening. When I was younger, I used to get scared whenever my parents left home to do anything, I worried that they'd die or something.

As for your question: My dreams tend to merge into each other and form a continuous and often nonsensical storyline. The events the I mentioned in the previous post lasted about a minute, maybe less.

[Simonia]

I had a dream that contained a scene where NationStates is back up.

[Singaporen Empire]

Was it long?

Some dreams seem to take place over days, months sometimes ( but rarely dare I say ) even years!

My scariest dream was by far a dream where I had gotten lost. It still haunts me.

When I was younger, my biggest fear was always losing track of my parents/guardians and being lost. I once dreamt about that.

It was a breezy afternoon, my Grandmother was picking me up from my school, an almost daily routine at that point of my life, so much so that I had thought almost nothing about it as it was deeply engraved in my mind. We walked across the street, and out of excitement of seeing my friend, I ran towards him, but he was too fast and did not even hear or glance an eye at me. Already sad, I turned back to tell my grandmother, but she had disappeared.

Yeah, just like that. Poof.

I was so confused. Where could she have gone? What happened? Was she in deep trouble? My mind quickly raced with almost endless thoughts of what could have happened, I ruled out the scenarios where something bad had happened, they still troubled me.
I looked around, had I known this place well enough so that I could find my way back home? As cold sweat overwhelmed my hands, I slowly looked around, the parts I knew started to form back.
Just then, I turned back and, nothing I even remotely knew streaked my mind. Doors were there that well... was never there. They just suddenly existed.

I ran, as fast as I could. My heart sank as I entered a room, I needed to ask them what happened. The room I entered was a familiar one, it was a department store, a one my neighbours ran, I had always gone there for lunch with my grandmother.
I opened it and immediate air conditioning punched me in the face, there was an office, illuminated by a bright white glowing light, people below it were almost robotic, synchronising in typing on a several laptops. They turned to face me.
I blew out of there and slammed door shut, and sprinted out, my breath slowly being taken away by the minute. I tried to the painstakingly find my way back home. The roads were so gigantic compared to me, what would I even do?

In my dream, it took 3 months. Yes, 3 months, finding my way.

All through those 3 months, I thought about my parents, and how they would have been very worried if I was gone for 3 whole months. Eventually, I got to the road: "Serangoon North Avenue 4". I knew I was close.

Nothing matched up about the place though. The trees were different, the HDBs were in different places. And, my parent's block was not there.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and the world started getting bigger, it it wasn't big enough. Either that, or I was getting smaller, tinier, more insignificant.
I thought about my grandmother and a bright light started approaching me, a car.
Before I could even run, I died.
In the dream of course.
When I woke up, I realised that I had actually cried. I will never take my parents for granted ever again.

That actually sounds pretty frightening. When I was younger, I used to get scared whenever my parents left home to do anything, I worried that they'd die or something.

As for your question: My dreams tend to merge into each other and form a continuous and often nonsensical storyline. The events the I mentioned in the previous post lasted about a minute, maybe less.

Same, used to be absolutely frightened if my Parents were late, I thought I would just be left there.

No idea how dreams work though, it certainly felt like 3 months in that dream.

Maybe we’ll never figure out why we have dreams, but I have a theory. It’s our brain cycling through memories.

[Cerespasia]

There are many locations-or should I say dreamscapes from the numerous vivid dreams I've had which I somewhat remember, but couldn't really describe with words. Probably can do better by sketching them out. I can only recall how these dreamscapes looked like if I looked into my mind hard enough by concentrating, by now, I've lost all memory of other previous dreamscapes.

There were two similar locations, one of them being a railroad surrounded by shrubbery on one side and a prarie on the other. Another one is either a passenger or freight car which was rather well-lit from the inside, outside was all grassy hills and plains set against a magenta evening sky. Some other ones would be the dimly-lit, dust-caked and grime-covered alleyways of a traditional Asian market in the early evening. Then the long and twisting alleys of an Asian-style neighborhood that had a metal door which leads to a fairly busy downtown shopping district with paved brick streets and street vendors and a gray overcast sky above it all. The twisting village streets, sometimes lined with rice paddies or houses, both normal and even 3 stories high set against a dusk sky.

I also remember a dream where me and some of my classmates were dressed up in Wehrmacht-looking military uniforms just walking around dream town for some strange reason.

I could go on and on and describe dreams which I vaguely remember with as much detail I can possibly type down.

[Jerzylvania]

Every few years i have this very lucid dream i'm in my grandfather's house and discover there's this secret room upstairs off the room my dad slept in when he was a kid. The room is full of all kinds of cool old stuff from who knows when. And there are windows from which i look out and see the backyard then begin to wonder why i never noticed those windows before... which is when i usually wake up. Need to not go to the window's next visit.

[Singaporen Empire]

Just found a notebook where I noted down my notable dreams.

Here we go.

I was young at this time, maybe 7-8 yrs old, I had been teleported to my grandmothers home, but it was so different. Apparently, there were mazes and tunnels to all the places on Earth. And I went through 1 and spent a few hours coming back, only to find myself...

NOWHERE.

Why was I so weird.

[East Leaf Republic]

I once, in childhood, about when I was like 6 or 7 years old, I had a dream where Granny ( from the game “Granny” ) was chasing me with a baseball bat, trying to kill me. The place around me looked something like the map of Granny 2. I ran away and hid wherever I could. I ran out of the house and I was teleported to an abandoned airport, and Granny was still chasing me. I ran and ran. Granny caught up to me. At the time she hit me, I woke up at 3AM, sharp.

Kind of scary for me at that time, but I see much more scary nightmares than that now. Now, It doesn't even feel scary ( a little bit though, due to the waking up at 3AM )

[Premium countries]

Hi

[Australian rePublic]

Last night, I had a dream that I was late to an NRL game that I was going to be a spectator of with my family. So I started to to fly there (i.e. using nothing but my body). I think it was via levetation

I once, in childhood, about when I was like 6 or 7 years old, I had a dream where Granny ( from the game “Granny” ) was chasing me with a baseball bat, trying to kill me. The place around me looked something like the map of Granny 2. I ran away and hid wherever I could. I ran out of the house and I was teleported to an abandoned airport, and Granny was still chasing me. I ran and ran. Granny caught up to me. At the time she hit me, I woke up at 3AM, sharp.

Kind of scary for me at that time, but I see much more scary nightmares than that now. Now, It doesn't even feel scary ( a little bit though, due to the waking up at 3AM )

I had scarier dreams when I was younger too...

[Unogonduria]

I literally had a dream last night, where I found the skeletal hand and a few claws of the other of the Spinosaurs holotype destroyed withing WWII. They were hidden close to a corner.

[Jerzylvania]

Just found a notebook where I noted down my notable dreams.

Here we go.

I was young at this time, maybe 7-8 yrs old, I had been teleported to my grandmothers home, but it was so different. Apparently, there were mazes and tunnels to all the places on Earth. And I went through 1 and spent a few hours coming back, only to find myself...

NOWHERE.

Why was I so weird.

Bc weird was "in" back then as the zeitgeist of the times. Now you need to be angry.

[Singaporen Empire]

Just found a notebook where I noted down my notable dreams.

Here we go.

I was young at this time, maybe 7-8 yrs old, I had been teleported to my grandmothers home, but it was so different. Apparently, there were mazes and tunnels to all the places on Earth. And I went through 1 and spent a few hours coming back, only to find myself...

NOWHERE.

Why was I so weird.

Bc weird was "in" back then as the zeitgeist of the times. Now you need to be angry.

:0

Another one in that dream journal, oh this is another one…

My Little Pony, but it’s the Bible.

For context, my sister would watch that show 24/7 so I would watch it too, and also, being a Christian, I read the Bible a lot, I’m not as committed now.

So, that’s what it amounts to.

I imagine ponies carrying the Ark of The Covenant.

[Jerzylvania]

Bc weird was "in" back then as the zeitgeist of the times. Now you need to be angry.

:0

Another one in that dream journal, oh this is another one…

My Little Pony, but it’s the Bible.

For context, my sister would watch that show 24/7 so I would watch it too, and also, being a Christian, I read the Bible a lot, I’m not as committed now.

So, that’s what it amounts to.

I imagine ponies carrying the Ark of The Covenant.

In my dreams about the middle east everyone smokes Camels which have nuclear launch codes printed in the health warning box and they have Peonies planted in their gardens. Don't ask me why.

[Unogonduria]

I once (around 2-3 year ago) had a dream where it was basically like an irl "60 seconds" scenario. For those of you who don't know, it is a game about a nuclear war and the objective is to gather and many things as possible (including family members) to your basement before the 60 seconds are up.

This dream wasn't alone, it was like a "mini-series" - on random nights, I'd dream a continuation of what previously happened in this world of nuclear waste.