My God, the Dreams!

[precious007]

I hardly remember most of my dreams, only bits and pieces. Last year I had an intense nightmare (don't think I had a snus in) and I still remember every detail to this day. I do enjoy nightmares, - to an extent - because like others have stated they are possibly better than any horror movie thought of and even telling someone about it (no matter how terrifying*) just doesn't stack up to the actual dream. I have written down on another computer and should post it on here I hope you all will enjoy reading it.

I'll try sleeping with a snus in tonight and see what happens.

They say you have no sense of touch or smell in dreams but I specifically remember being slapped across the face by a squid and it burnt into my cheek. What about you (all).

hey, stress is usuay making you forget your dreams fast, don't worry they're in your memory you're just no very fresh to recall them entirely

I used to have zero dreams for many many months........ from too much pc, caffeine and stress

[Kstolen23]

Well I do drink about 4 cups of coffee a day so that might have something to do with it. See if I can ease my schedual* and see if my dreams come to me again.

[texasmade]

They say you have no sense of touch or smell in dreams but I specifically remember being slapped across the face by a squid and it burnt into my cheek. What about you (all).

BS. Some of my dreams I can feel, smell, taste, etc. I've had dreams where i thought I was awake, ate breakfast, and drove to class just to find out once i woke up that it was a dream.

[precious007]

Ok here's my most VIVID dream ever

it's related to snuff

I was in the most beatiful garden, all full of tulips of all sorts of colors............... and I was on these tall wooden sticks............................ planting "SNUFF"

lmao .........yes I was literally spraying snuff on the ground .................and tulips would grow out of it LMAO

it was so vivid ..... I could feel every little vibe of it

BS. Some of my dreams I can feel, smell, taste, etc.

some people can actually control they vivid dreaming and go on nice holidays .......... eat nice tasty food ....... and stuff just for enjoyment

[Kstolen23]

Wow. I've always wandered about that. When ever I wake up from a dream that didn't quite go my way I think, 'But it was my dream, shouldn't I be making the decissions :P.

[precious007]

Wow. I've always wandered about that. When ever I wake up from a dream that didn't quite go my way I think, 'But it was my dream, shouldn't I be making the decissions :P.

I used to be able to make alsmot every decision in my dream when I was a kid, I wished to I could now.........

The only thing I can control now is to wake up when the dream gets out of line or is annoying

[Kstolen23]

I have found that the things I think about before I go to sleep, generally, seem to be the focus of my dream.

For example; I'm expecting a roll of snus in the mail any day now and the other day I dreamt it had arrived in the mail and I opened the mail and I cracked open a can of Bla (oddly enough that wasn't what I ordered) and could smell the delicious snus - but then I woke up.

In my opinion those types of dreams are worse than nightmares.

[precious007]

I have found that the things I think about before I go to sleep, generally, seem to be the focus of my dream.

For example; I'm expecting a roll of snus in the mail any day now and the other day I dreamt it had arrived in the mail and I opened the mail and I cracked open a can of Bla (oddly enough that wasn't what I ordered) and could smell the delicious snus - but then I woke up.

In my opinion those types of dreams are worse than nightmares.

those are a bit annoying

I mean what does a nightmare mean anyways..... I find dreams disturbig and my worst nightmares aren't my "nastiest" dreams........... are actually normal dreams where I get annoyed by someone for example.............

I used to get dreams of getting killed or killing people lmao and I wasn't scarred while other dreams would wake me up .... when I found them annoying

weird

[GoVegan]

I hardly remember most of my dreams, only bits and pieces. Last year I had an intense nightmare (don't think I had a snus in) and I still remember every detail to this day. I do enjoy nightmares, - to an extent - because like others have stated they are possibly better than any horror movie thought of and even telling someone about it (no matter how terrifying*) just doesn't stack up to the actual dream. I have written the nightmare down on another computer and should post it on here I hope you all will enjoy reading it.

I'll try sleeping with a snus in tonight and see what happens.

They say you have no sense of touch or smell in dreams but I specifically remember being slapped across the face by a squid and it burnt into my cheek. What about you (all).

Most of the time my dreams involve water. Pools, lakes, bridges etc.

[Kstolen23]

This is the dream I had a year ago, I said I would post here.


I'm on a weekend yacht in the open ocean and it's a hot and sunny day with few clouds. The yacht is about twelve metres in length, big enough to fit probably six people inside the cabin but I dont go inside I just know because my ex-girlfriends dad owned a weekend yacht, he taught me how to sail. At first I cannot see anybody but when I walk to the bow I see my sister, Kimberley, sitting down on port side and I sit next to her. As we look into the dark ocean we can see the land about one kilometre away but it doesn't look natural, almost like a solid block of steel, dull and grey and devoid of life, and then we both notice a man swimming about half way between us and the shore, well slightly closer to the yacht. He is middle aged, white and has black hair but thats about all I can see. The water starts getting choppy and waves begin crashing on the side of the yacht and the man is struggling to swim. We try to get up to help him but we cant stand up because we are tied down to our seats by a chain so we start calling for help and the waves start crashing over us spraying water on our faces and it stings. The man is now flailing his arms above his head and we're shouting, screaming for someone to help. For him to try to swim over to us but he is facing the other way and then his head goes underwater, and then his arms dissappear and we are still calling for help as the yacht begins jumping up and down from the harsh waves and then the ocean swallows the boat and pulls us down at great speed. I can hear Kimberley screaming under the water and she is trying to get out of her seat but we are held down by chains and I realise that we cannot escape and I try to hold her, to comfort her because I know we are going to die and I can feel the pressure of the ocean pressing against my skull and I cry out in agony.

I wake up.