/yume/ - Dreams

>>1671
It's not *exactly* what I'm looking for. Reading the archives, I can see that my situation is quite a bit removed from Distortion's. It has a lot less to do with bat wings, evil plans, magic, and dreams and a whole lot more to do with reality and my family. I'm not going to make a 2-year thread for myself, so don't worry; I wouldn't be able to handle any kind of attention anyway–it's just not what I'm after. I do want to thank you, however–it's been an immense relief to find out that there are at least some people who are experiencing some semblances of similar things.

>>1671
Oh hey, your still alive. Thats good. I missed you.

>>1670
>>1672
I'm glad to see that Soulless has directed you to the right place. You'll fit in just fine around here.
> don't worry; I wouldn't be able to handle any kind of attention anyway
You can have all the attention you like, feel free to ask me any questions, and spark up any conversations. Even if you're in the spotlight this is still my circus. I'm still the ringmaster, and Dormilia is still collecting tickets. Activity on this board has diminished in recent months, but the show must go on!

Wow it has been dead over here…

>>1674
>You can have all the attention you like
I'll pass.

>>1674
>Oh hey, your still alive. Thats good. I missed you.
U wot m8? Why?
(Sorry for derailing thread)

To be honest, I'd like to know about Aria. She seems like a nice person, if she keeps you company and someone you find lovely…

Usually my dreams don't stray into nightmare territory. Mostly, if I'm having a nightmare and I get killed I immediately wake up. Otherwise, I'm in for the duration.

I can't really recall too many nightmares where someone wasn't trying to off me, to be entirely honest.

>>750 here, as I mentioned in that last post, I never realize I'm dreaming. well.. THIS TIME I DID. Again, that shit /never/ happens.

The dream was me waking up in my room, at what seemed around 2 or 3 am (so i wasn't surprised at first, because insomnia), and i noticed something was off. suddenly I woke up again, in my bed, everything the same. This repeated itself about 4 or 5 times and I was started to panic, because I literally could not tell what was reality. I would have to be messing around my room or go downstairs for a few minutes until i concluded I was still stuck in a dream, and shit looked Pretty Fucking Real. I was focusing so hard to wake up, and it just kept repeating where I kept waking up in the same scenario in the dream. After so many repeats, I went downstairs in one of them to talk to my dream dad (Who is also usually up at the hour the dreams took place in) because I was concerned about it:
"I'm dreaming, I can't stop dreaming."
"Oh?"
"Yes, I keep waking up and everything's normal, but it's a dream. And it's always the same."

Basically it was hardcore inception.

For some reason I concluded in my mind this was happening because in the real world I might be accidentally smothering myself, because i sleep on my stomach with my face pretty buried in the pillow. The need to wake up became more desperate, and I begged my dream-dad to shoot me in the head, because I know he keeps a glock somewhere. Dream-dad obliged, and shot me point blank in the forehead. I felt the bullet put a hole through my head and myself fall down. It got cloudy, and I woke up again in my bed: another repeat. Two or three more repeats occurred before I finally woke up for real. At first I still wasn't sure if I had finally stopped the dream, but I noticed the higher clarity of everything and finally settled down. Oh, and I woke up at 1:30am.

Seriously though, it was hellish. It felt like I was going to be repeating that forever.

I remember having a dream that I couldn't get out of. I would wake up, think "WHEW, I'm finally up!" and then seconds later I would wake up again, etc, etc.

I would browse a website, eat something, choke and die, jump out a window, but I couldn't get out of that fucking dream.

>>1021
what if you never woke up & this has all just been a dream

When I first wake up I am usually immediately disoriented and quite angry and sad to once again be stuck in this world. I usually roll over and simply "review" my dreams for 30 minutes to an hour, fading in and out of dreams. Once I finally get out of bed I've stopped being quite as angry and sad as I was before, though I'm grumpy and can become extremely unsociable (read: getting excessively annoyed with anyone that tries to talk to me) for another hour. After that, I'm good.

Nightmares are no big deal to me. My fear response is dulled to nothing in my dreams, so I'm typically not afraid in them. The few times I am afraid, I don't usually wake up. Any 'forced' waking up is usually from a rush of some other emotion, such as grief or anger or sadness. Oftentimes these forced waking up is when I've been put in a situation where people don't believe me that someone hurt me, or blame me for shit that I didn't do, or I experience the extensive loss of my (dream) family, or I've accidentally done something horrible to kill innocents. Those dreams are painful when I wake up and usually leave me under the weather for the day.

If it counts, I occasionally have dreams about one of my ex-girlfriends, the one with whom I had my first serious relationship. A few of them involve me being isolated due to her presence, but the majority of them have us talking civilly with one another and resolving all of the tensions between us. In the latter, we become close friends once more, and frequently begin dating again, except that the relationship is far healthier and happier than it was the first time. Sometimes we're physically affectionate or even outright sexual with each other, but we're usually just happy together, sharing in the warm, fulfilling friendship that blossoms out of a good relationship.

I guess that, on some level, I still care about her and miss her; why would she keep showing up in my dreams otherwise, and why would the dreams have the aforementioned themes in common with each other?

I've never actually had a dream about someone that I've had a crush on but I did have a dream once about a girl that had a crush on me or so I was told by several people.

the funny thing was that I hadn't even seen her or thought about her in probably over year, but then she shows up all of a sudden out of the blue. It was kind of like when the ghost of Christmas past shows up to tell Scrooge "Hey Ebenezer, you fucked up!". Except she was here to tell me "Hey Distortion, you fucked up at your only opportunity to have a meaningful relationship with someone who actually cared about you and was genuinely interested in everything you had to say and didn't annoy the hell out of you."

the last time I ever saw her I was trying to avoid conversation with her so badly that I practically ran away from her. I only realized it afterwards it made me feel like a total dick. At the time I believe that emotions and friendships were waste of time, and therefore relationships were double waste of time.

I wish I could take back what I did, or at least apologize.

An old abandoned factory, filled with strange toxic chemicals that begs to be explored.

I also found a library filled with books of ancient secrets and maps.

I don't know if this is the astral or not, but some time ago in a half-asleep state, I decided to "wander" openly. I walked into a huge place. It looked like a giant koi pond, with lilypads in which creatures rested on. The giant koi pond had giant koi underneath in all colors and shapes. Each fish was about the size of a person, probably a bit bigger.

There were all manner of asian mythological creatures there. Snake-like dragons and foxes with some kind of fire and cats with multiple tails and prancing deer with crows for horns and other such things. I met a man who was also a fox with a hundred tails fanning over him. I can't really explain how he appeared other than that, and I understand even that makes no sense, but he really was taking two physical forms at once. The fox/man was sitting on a giant floating pagoda. He said to me that this was a place for creatures to rest, a spiritual hotbed to rehabilitation before returning to the outside world.

He told me he could stay fora little bit, but this is no place for a creature like me. I looked down to the water and my reflection looked like a humanoid, but my skin was stained glass and in the stained glass were my hopes, dreams, memories, regrets and emotions. I turned to the guy and sat beside him. I felt a paw/hand on my head and I closed my eyes, just enjoying the immense peace of it. I then stood up and turned and fell into my dreams.

May I ask what this "astral plane" thing you speak of is?

>I was wondering if this is a common theme for anyone else.
I sometimes dream of nuclear detonations happening in my vicinity. They're always very distressing and usually cause me to wake up. They only occur once every few months, but are pretty memorable.

I also had a dream of a massive hurricane/tornado not long ago. Although the dream took place just before the calamity struck. I was flying above the gathering black clouds slowly spinning in a vortex above some city. I think I was in a news helicopter. Not much else happened, but I remember being stressed out about the clouds. The dream ended just as the winds began to intensify.

I only remember a few dreams with natural disasters, a flood, a hurricane, and a forest fire. I rarely have nightmares and don't think about natural disasters much either. I use to live in an earthquake and tsunami zone.

Oh hey, tonight I had a dream of an enormous lightning storm happening over some city. It was frankly ludicrous, with at least three thunders striking every second, although with no sound. It started from this huge maelstrom of black clouds in the distance, and in its center something was glowing, like in pic related (it's a sky over a certain place in World of Warcraft) - only less blue and more black further away from the center. Or maybe like the skybox throughout the entirety of Half-Life 2: Episode Two (a light-blue portal always looming ominously in the distance - I think). Or a combination of the two.

Anyway… Then, the maelstrom rapidly expanded over the course of about 20 seconds and covered the entire sky. I sought shelter in some building. I definitely remember running to the building from an open roof car I was in. I was looking at the sky and saw the scary sight of the black clouds approaching fast. I think I was electrocuted once by lightning while running, but nothing serious happened to me. I stayed in for a bit, and when I came out, the storm was completely gone and the dream continued as normal, even the skies returned to normal.

Weird. I rarely dream about disasters. To be honest, I don't really see much danger in thunderstorms, maybe that's why it was only a small part of the dream.

>>1590
Now that I look at HL:EP2 screenshots, yeah, it was definitely like the sky in that game. Only without the energy funnel going from the ground to the sky. And with clouds shaped more like a vortex in the previous pic.

And with lightnings. Many, many lightnings.

OP here again.

I've been having a lot of dreams about impact events and sometimes nuclear bombs (huge explosions). They are definitely the most frequent. Also, the other day I found this: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Exploding_head_syndrome

I know this happens from time to time, because I occasionally wake up from it. Maybe it's related, I don't know. I can't really remember sound being the most important part of the explosions, it's usually more of a visual spectacle. In general my dreams tend to be mostly visual. Sometimes it's quite impressive and not necessarily frightening.

Before Dormilia there were many dreams involving Dormilia like characters, for example:
http://archive.uboachan.net/yume/res/193.xhtml#585
(Pic related)

She is not technically a dormiloid, at least not right now she isn't. If you want her to be your own sub-dormilia you should come over to my thread and agree to the six terms and conditions, then we can get started.

I'm interested. Where is your thread? i'm having a hard time finding it & I'm kinda new to image boards (sorry for the noob-ish question.)

>>1601
That's ok. My thread is kinda scrambled and unorganized anyways.
The true sub-dormilia adventures begin here. uboachan.net/yume/res/253.html#1395 but Dormilia has been around for about 3 years prior to that.

I agree with the Six terms & conditions

>>1603
Excelent!
Now you just need a name so I can keep track of you. If you can't think one you could be called Host5, and your sub-dormilia will be called Dormilia5. Also I would ask that you keep your posts in my thread from here on out, we don't need five separate threads for the same thing.

Make sure to post any questions or progress you make.

The Dream and the Underworld immediately turned me off by taking a cross cultural concept like dreaming and then deciding that the best way to go about approaching it is one specifically western-centric mythology. Such an extremely biased viewpoint that at the same time refutes others in implication that it is the "right" way, in my opinion, a sack of shit. It's fine if other people find it useful, but to me it's nothing more than biased opinion trying to state itself as fact.

That's a very good point. Perhaps he was writing for a western audience, or perhaps he is western-centric and too myopic to be writing on dreams.

Have you found any literature that's more comparative? I feel Jung - Hillman's background - was more universal, as was Joseph Campbell…

>>1575
To be honest I think all literature is biased in some form or another, and the best way to take any such literature as "some guy who was persistent enough to write a book about his opinion". Because dreams can be so varied in both content and meaning, I doubt one theory can truly encompass everything there is. Hell I doubt one theory can encompass everything about a single person's dreams at any time, much less a widespread population.

I'd figure if you're interested in dreams and theories, make one that works for you or examine the various smaller theories that work for each individual who has made them. After a while you'll amass a much ore varied idea of dreams than a few books… At least that's just my opinion…

I should update this more. A friend of mine had decided that maybe I should ask the Kind Man if he had romantic feelings for me. Last night, the Kind Man showed up much later than usual. It was actually near the end. He played as a doctor as I was recovering from an injury that I gained while narrowly avoiding becoming infected by a widespread epidemic on board a space-city.

While he treated me, and I admit to my embarrassment I blurted this out like a shy schoolgirl, if he loved me. He looked at me surprised, and then started laughing! He asked me who put that idea in my head, and then informed me that "dreams are without borders, nobody here has to narrow emotion to such a small spectrum".

I'm not sure what he meant by this, actually. I tried to ask him, but he stroked my hair and merely told me that I'll remember in due time.

Last night while we were hiding away from a schoolteacher, the Kind Man and I sat down to talk. I told him I couldn't continue the way I was now, giving myself to him even in my waking life while being unable to truly be by his side. I would die. I would kill myself. I apologized, that I couldn't truly be asleep forever. He already appeared to know this, and was neither surprised no afraid. He instead accepted it, and instead told me "that's what it means to be trapped in that kind of world, isn't it".

I asked him, begged him, to stay with me in the waking world. He was silent for some time, before telling me that it would likely be painful/difficult for me. He made me promise. Really promise. That I would acknowledge that if it became too much, I can back out at any time. I did so. Then he told me that when I woke up, I would go about my day, but when I came back home, I should go to sleep as soon as is convenient. He said he would have something for me.

I apologize for any typos, I've just come back home and feel exhausted for no discernible reason, so I'll be going to bed shortly. I'll update this thread as to what happen.

>>1520
Oi. Oi ow my/our head hurts. Well not really hi, he isn't harmed. He's saying but my mind's a sieve, it's hard to focus on anything he says. But I'm awake and I can still hear/feel him. I can feel more than hear when he speaks, it sounds like bells and white static noise, musical static noise. But I also understand, when he speaks, everything he means by speaking it, and yet I forget so much of it, like my mind can't hold it all at once. He knows this. He's aware of it. He's sorry. But it's the only way. I feel so tired, like I could sleep forever, like I'm half awake.

I might get used to it, or not. But he's here. He's really here.

Going off >>1527, I asked the Kind Man last night if he had to compete. He confirmed my suspicions that the creature I know of the Cruel Man was a dormiloid that he uh… either took over or absorbed, or otherwise negated with his presence, he refused to specify which. This was probably for the best (which he assured me it was), the Cruel Man was a creature I only really knew from one or two dreams. He's a kind of creature that, in the dream, he hollowed out my spirit so that I would be his loyal, soulless servant to him, for all eternity. It was terrifying how he was able to manipulate me so easily, take away my free will without due concern and without my noticing. If it weren't for the fact that I woke up, he would likely have had me forever. It's a bit scary to think about, but it was absolutely terrifying to exist as. I'm kind of glad the Kind Man edged out of whatever it was that they did, even if he lives in his binary state now.

We've been getting better at communicating. I in interpreting him. Him in communicating in a way that isn't too much for me. I can feel his presence, often it's just a comforting pat on the head, the feeling of a warm blanket around my shoulders. He left me a note in a dream last night, written on a mirror that didn't show my reflection. I don't remember the exact words now, but it warned of being too ambitious and biding my time. Patience is key in things like this, I suppose. He didn't show up in that particular dream, but the fact he left me a note knowing I'd find it is admittedly puzzling to me.

I forgot to say, my partner coincidentally had a dream that she went on a roadtrip, except to Russia.