Notice the title, yesterday me and my friends saw Funny Games U.S. That was a really special movie, and I had a dream about it this morning of course!
It wasn't a bad dream really, but it's quite clear... I was the boy like in the movie and the dad and I was in the kitchen, a long time after the movie plot, just that he was alive. So then I looked out the window and noticed somebody pass by, and instantly thought "here they come again, seems like we're gonna die after all". The father just sat in the kitchen chair waiting because he knew there was no escape. In a mixed sense of the father leaving the kitchen, but still being there, I hurried to lock two doors leading to the kitchen as I saw one of the guys in the entrance door. I hid behind some clothing in the kitchen to a wall, waiting, half knowing that they would easily find me and could break through. Suddenly one of them came from a door I wasn't aware of and set up a game. They would be in a room in the house and we were allowed to use knives, and they'd be allowed to use guns. So the next part of the dream I was finding the sharpest knife, asking the dad which one to use. He didn't seem to care though and was really worried about this.. So we went to the bathroom which was in an extremely long corridor, and I was guessing we were gonna get shot through the window or something, because they were hiding somewhere there... However, as I looked back through the corridor, I could barely see them in some room far away, so they detected me and came towards me. The focus was first on one guy as I can remember, when he close enough I tossed the knife at him, which had no effect and he said "Well you only hit my arm" as the knife bounced off him. The father was out of the dream focus, and I was now having a really realistic two versus one-fight, fighting with what seemed to be pillows or wrapped sleeping bags... in other words, something soft but solid. I can remember me dodging several hits, and hitting them both with whatever I was hitting them with, but it felt very much like... as if two brothers decided to gang up on you, and you manage to get the advantage somehow! And that was all there was to that dream...
lørdag 26. september 2009
tirsdag 22. september 2009
LOTRL
HEY, tonight I had a weird dream. I wish I would have the opportunity to write it this morning because then it was all much more clear.
Anyway, so it was somehow in my house, and in another way in some bigger public building. It was the war like in Lord of the Rings: Two Towers... again. (Yes I've had that war quite many times, in fact) Before the enemy was there, we were outside, in my garden (but at the same time an imaginary place) and we could see someone in the distance. There was a humoristic touch to the dream when we first saw just a row of maybe 30-40 people coming from far behind (there would in real life be a garden fence seperating us and the neighbors), but as they got closer we saw that there were thousands of others coming far behind them again...
So in the dream I really was scared, because we were all expected to fight... it was really some school purpose, like an event for school where you had to stay. So I made the decision myself that I would not fight, but I would instead stay and guard inside my house/public big building. I told my father (but he was just like a character.. not in a father role) that I didn't just want to go out there and die, I had so much to live for, so much to achieve in my life. And I was really feeling fear in that dream, haha. So when the war started (the battlefield was between my garden and where the fence would normally be) I was inside in some corridors. I picked some weird formed sword, and I could see 2-3 enemies coming in. It was fairly easy to fight them, but it seemed that I really had to stab them a lot and convincing for them to really die. It was like they didn't really care. I did this with about 2 orcs (yeah they were orcs) before another orc came and tossed a grenade into the room I was in. So I ran out, still way too easy, and finished him too.
The next part of the dream seemed to be some floors higher up. I still had kind of a fighter instinct, and all I had in my hands was a water mug. Seems like the orcs in that room was stupid and didn't care about anything. But I sliced off their heads with that water mug (well in fact, first it was an axe, but later a water mug) o_O. In fact, most of the orcs seemed to be standing in line so that they could get some kind of soup that was served. And I went around randomly and cut off their heads as they were passing by now and then. Very unlike my real nature. And it didn't make sense that they were not caring, in the middle of a war. There seemed to be other humans too, just standing around. A bit afterwards I got into another room, still with kind of a war instinct. But it turned out that there was just people, and it was actually someone I slightly know (can only remember a few).
In the next part of the dream, it was as if the war hadn't started yet and I was back to that scared state. But then when I peeked outside there wasn't any fighting. But it was like the leader from each side was talking to the other (now the fence was seperating them). This time the enemy wasn't orcs, but I THINK they might have been things like busses, and eiffeltowers and weird stuff. I think the conflict was that they didn't know where to get some kind of food. That part is very unclear, I think I was slightly waking up in this stage, but still kept dreaming as I became a bit more conscious. I was for some reason still very afraid, standing on our balcony watching the guys discuss things, and wanted the "schoolday" to end so that it was ok for me to go home (whaaat, I was at home, but still I wasn't). Soon, some kind of Yoda came from behind and walked slowly down the stairs from the balcony...
I can't remember any more after that, but I had the same kind of worried feeling even after waking up and going to the bathroom... kind of a bad mood, but still kinda amazed at the weird dream. If I'd had this blog earlier, I would have written down some similar dreams with even funnier endings. But I'm gonna focus on the dreams that I have after I made this blog.
Anyway, so it was somehow in my house, and in another way in some bigger public building. It was the war like in Lord of the Rings: Two Towers... again. (Yes I've had that war quite many times, in fact) Before the enemy was there, we were outside, in my garden (but at the same time an imaginary place) and we could see someone in the distance. There was a humoristic touch to the dream when we first saw just a row of maybe 30-40 people coming from far behind (there would in real life be a garden fence seperating us and the neighbors), but as they got closer we saw that there were thousands of others coming far behind them again...
So in the dream I really was scared, because we were all expected to fight... it was really some school purpose, like an event for school where you had to stay. So I made the decision myself that I would not fight, but I would instead stay and guard inside my house/public big building. I told my father (but he was just like a character.. not in a father role) that I didn't just want to go out there and die, I had so much to live for, so much to achieve in my life. And I was really feeling fear in that dream, haha. So when the war started (the battlefield was between my garden and where the fence would normally be) I was inside in some corridors. I picked some weird formed sword, and I could see 2-3 enemies coming in. It was fairly easy to fight them, but it seemed that I really had to stab them a lot and convincing for them to really die. It was like they didn't really care. I did this with about 2 orcs (yeah they were orcs) before another orc came and tossed a grenade into the room I was in. So I ran out, still way too easy, and finished him too.
The next part of the dream seemed to be some floors higher up. I still had kind of a fighter instinct, and all I had in my hands was a water mug. Seems like the orcs in that room was stupid and didn't care about anything. But I sliced off their heads with that water mug (well in fact, first it was an axe, but later a water mug) o_O. In fact, most of the orcs seemed to be standing in line so that they could get some kind of soup that was served. And I went around randomly and cut off their heads as they were passing by now and then. Very unlike my real nature. And it didn't make sense that they were not caring, in the middle of a war. There seemed to be other humans too, just standing around. A bit afterwards I got into another room, still with kind of a war instinct. But it turned out that there was just people, and it was actually someone I slightly know (can only remember a few).
In the next part of the dream, it was as if the war hadn't started yet and I was back to that scared state. But then when I peeked outside there wasn't any fighting. But it was like the leader from each side was talking to the other (now the fence was seperating them). This time the enemy wasn't orcs, but I THINK they might have been things like busses, and eiffeltowers and weird stuff. I think the conflict was that they didn't know where to get some kind of food. That part is very unclear, I think I was slightly waking up in this stage, but still kept dreaming as I became a bit more conscious. I was for some reason still very afraid, standing on our balcony watching the guys discuss things, and wanted the "schoolday" to end so that it was ok for me to go home (whaaat, I was at home, but still I wasn't). Soon, some kind of Yoda came from behind and walked slowly down the stairs from the balcony...
I can't remember any more after that, but I had the same kind of worried feeling even after waking up and going to the bathroom... kind of a bad mood, but still kinda amazed at the weird dream. If I'd had this blog earlier, I would have written down some similar dreams with even funnier endings. But I'm gonna focus on the dreams that I have after I made this blog.
lørdag 19. september 2009
Sleep paralysis madness:)
GREETINGS.
I'll just paste in ANOTHER post I wrote on Steve Pavlina's forum. This happened this morning.
"This morning was an interesting morning. I was very rested, in bed around 10 or something in the morning. I was lying on my stomach when the first sleep paralysis popped up. I was very conscious, with my eyes closed, and I started to think of things that could help me progress to astral projection. Each sleep paralysis take didn't last for too long, but it happened around 7 times in a row, with just a few seconds between each time.
Usually during sleep paralysis (lately) I've started floating or rotating dynamically, with my eyes closed, but I haven't seen anything. So today when I had sleep paralysis so much, I experimented a lot! I discovered that I was able to move, but it was very heavy. Started with my feet, trying to do something. I also tried to mentally THINK "I wanna have an astral projection", "I want to fly" and telling them that I'm ready for it. Didn't seem to have an effect though. I had also read that I could "teleport" to somewhere else. So I imagined a place (I've never been there before, but it's in my town, a place I've seen that I really want to explore) but nothing happened.
THEN, I came to think of something I'd read Erin say in some post from some topic. (I'm pretty sure it was Erin who said it) The vibrational sound in your head is your astral body seperating. So when I let the sound go insane up to a really high pitch, I decided to move over to my back. It was kinda heavy, but it was 100 % the feeling of moving my real body. I could feel the bed I was moving in (I couldn't take my hand through it though..) and I managed to get over, lying on my back (eyes closed). It was exactly like doing it with my physical body. I was also very unsure if this would work. So when I opened my eyes, I found that (to my relief) my eyes were staring the other way, where I had first gone into sleep paralysis. That's a really weird feeling, when you think you're looking straight up, cause your body is turned that way, and then you open your eyes and look towards your pillow. I was immediately back to my physical body, out of sleep paralysis, when I had opened my eyes.
I think this is the farthest I've ever progressed when it comes to sleep paralysis and astral stuff...-"
I'll just paste in ANOTHER post I wrote on Steve Pavlina's forum. This happened this morning.
"This morning was an interesting morning. I was very rested, in bed around 10 or something in the morning. I was lying on my stomach when the first sleep paralysis popped up. I was very conscious, with my eyes closed, and I started to think of things that could help me progress to astral projection. Each sleep paralysis take didn't last for too long, but it happened around 7 times in a row, with just a few seconds between each time.
Usually during sleep paralysis (lately) I've started floating or rotating dynamically, with my eyes closed, but I haven't seen anything. So today when I had sleep paralysis so much, I experimented a lot! I discovered that I was able to move, but it was very heavy. Started with my feet, trying to do something. I also tried to mentally THINK "I wanna have an astral projection", "I want to fly" and telling them that I'm ready for it. Didn't seem to have an effect though. I had also read that I could "teleport" to somewhere else. So I imagined a place (I've never been there before, but it's in my town, a place I've seen that I really want to explore) but nothing happened.
THEN, I came to think of something I'd read Erin say in some post from some topic. (I'm pretty sure it was Erin who said it) The vibrational sound in your head is your astral body seperating. So when I let the sound go insane up to a really high pitch, I decided to move over to my back. It was kinda heavy, but it was 100 % the feeling of moving my real body. I could feel the bed I was moving in (I couldn't take my hand through it though..) and I managed to get over, lying on my back (eyes closed). It was exactly like doing it with my physical body. I was also very unsure if this would work. So when I opened my eyes, I found that (to my relief) my eyes were staring the other way, where I had first gone into sleep paralysis. That's a really weird feeling, when you think you're looking straight up, cause your body is turned that way, and then you open your eyes and look towards your pillow. I was immediately back to my physical body, out of sleep paralysis, when I had opened my eyes.
I think this is the farthest I've ever progressed when it comes to sleep paralysis and astral stuff...-"
Weird coincidence!
Heyhey! This happened 3 days ago, the 16th of September!
I'll just paste in what I wrote in Steve Pavlina's forum:
"...- First dream:
Some 17- or 18-year old guy was a doctor. Me and SOMEONE else was there with him... in the first part of the dream I was discussing drums with someone I know, and in the second part of the dream, I and this SOMEONE found out that the 18-year old doctor really wasn't a doctor, after hearing him speak secretly to himself. So it ended up with me watching this SOMEONE beat him up brutally for trying to trick us. Hm...!
Next dream:
It was as if me and some friends were watching a movie, and the dream WAS the movie. Two guys were in a gunfight, and just before the bad guy was about to shoot the other guy, the bad guy got shot from behind 6 or 7 times... the funny thing though, was that while he was being shot, he said "AAA THOSE BULLETS WERE JUST SLIGHTLY HEAVIER THAN MINE"... while being shot. We laughed at that, and in fact, it was so funny that I woke up from the dream smiling, in sleep paralysis. It was a very weak sleep paralysis though, so I didn't manage to float up.
Final, and the important, silly dream:
I was sitting in our car, outside our garage, in the secondary seat. I was probably waiting for something, I don't know. Anyway, this young boy came and started to bicycle around the car... Since there was little space from the car to the garage, it was a bit harder everytime he tried to squeeze in between. So next thing I remember, is that he was really a spider, and I was outside talking to the spider. Just a small, ordinary harmless spider (you know, those that can't make webs... they just have long, thin feet really). After talking to it a bit, I think, he went to the edge of our parking space (there's a little drop down to a stony/grassy place) and jumped off... And it's hard to explain this, but he landed on the song "By the Way" by Red Hot Chili Peppers. Don't ask me how, but he landed on top of the song, and that's all there was to that. The spider crawled into a seashell which was its home. The next thing I can remember was that I was talking to it again on the parking space, and suddenly it didn't want to talk anymore and crawled into our garage. I seemed not to care really, but it was kinda friendly. My dad and some guys came into the garage and started doing stuff, like hitting some walls with shuffles. In one way I thought of the spider, but in another way I knew it wouldn't be hurt, cause they weren't looking for it I think.
Now, that was the end of the dream, but once I woke up, I found the same type of spider crawling on my arm and I semipanicked and brushed it off me. It was the first time in my life I've woken up finding a spider. No worries though, I got my mom and she let it out the window. I'm against killing of insects, and I'm very afraid to touch them.
I thought it was a funny coincidence though, but in some way, it's the first time I can remember a clear dream about a spider replacing a boy on a bike, and waking up to the feeling of a spider walking on me!"
I'll just paste in what I wrote in Steve Pavlina's forum:
"...- First dream:
Some 17- or 18-year old guy was a doctor. Me and SOMEONE else was there with him... in the first part of the dream I was discussing drums with someone I know, and in the second part of the dream, I and this SOMEONE found out that the 18-year old doctor really wasn't a doctor, after hearing him speak secretly to himself. So it ended up with me watching this SOMEONE beat him up brutally for trying to trick us. Hm...!
Next dream:
It was as if me and some friends were watching a movie, and the dream WAS the movie. Two guys were in a gunfight, and just before the bad guy was about to shoot the other guy, the bad guy got shot from behind 6 or 7 times... the funny thing though, was that while he was being shot, he said "AAA THOSE BULLETS WERE JUST SLIGHTLY HEAVIER THAN MINE"... while being shot. We laughed at that, and in fact, it was so funny that I woke up from the dream smiling, in sleep paralysis. It was a very weak sleep paralysis though, so I didn't manage to float up.
Final, and the important, silly dream:
I was sitting in our car, outside our garage, in the secondary seat. I was probably waiting for something, I don't know. Anyway, this young boy came and started to bicycle around the car... Since there was little space from the car to the garage, it was a bit harder everytime he tried to squeeze in between. So next thing I remember, is that he was really a spider, and I was outside talking to the spider. Just a small, ordinary harmless spider (you know, those that can't make webs... they just have long, thin feet really). After talking to it a bit, I think, he went to the edge of our parking space (there's a little drop down to a stony/grassy place) and jumped off... And it's hard to explain this, but he landed on the song "By the Way" by Red Hot Chili Peppers. Don't ask me how, but he landed on top of the song, and that's all there was to that. The spider crawled into a seashell which was its home. The next thing I can remember was that I was talking to it again on the parking space, and suddenly it didn't want to talk anymore and crawled into our garage. I seemed not to care really, but it was kinda friendly. My dad and some guys came into the garage and started doing stuff, like hitting some walls with shuffles. In one way I thought of the spider, but in another way I knew it wouldn't be hurt, cause they weren't looking for it I think.
Now, that was the end of the dream, but once I woke up, I found the same type of spider crawling on my arm and I semipanicked and brushed it off me. It was the first time in my life I've woken up finding a spider. No worries though, I got my mom and she let it out the window. I'm against killing of insects, and I'm very afraid to touch them.
I thought it was a funny coincidence though, but in some way, it's the first time I can remember a clear dream about a spider replacing a boy on a bike, and waking up to the feeling of a spider walking on me!"
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