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Clusters of upsetting dreams

Hugo Stiglitz

Does anyone else find that they have clusters of upsetting dreams? I find I can often have two bad dreams a night, two or three nights in a row. Common themes are rejection and humiliation. I can't identify any triggers.

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Widdershins wrote: »

A man in armour guarding the door of a house clad in stone that looked like a small, fat castle, with a broad sword.

The Game of Thrones suddenly popped into my mind when I first read this, but then as often occurs, the content of your dream shifted.

Widdershins

Black Swan wrote: »

I had the strangest dream a couple days past. I was a cryptologist assigned to crack a message code algorithm, and there were missing parts of the mathematical code that would not appear in the message except after being baked in an oven with a dose of oestrogen hormone. This dream occurred in a very short time sequence, probably seconds, and then repeated itself about four times before I awoke.

Baked like a bun in the oven :eek:

Lorelli!

I definitely had a cluster of upsetting dreams last night! Three separate nightmares in one night ffs!

Widdershins

A man in armour guarding the door of a house clad in stone that looked like a small, fat castle, with a broad sword. My friend Rita lived there. Her children came out and the man walked with them to her car. I thought he seemed a bit thick (that was my exact thought, ''a bit thick'') but obviously delighted to be doing his job and not likely to run away from any dangers.It wasn't fully dark but a very dark, overcast light. Huge planes flying overhead and circling for a long time, with a red glare/haze of chemicals seeping out of them and turning the sky red around them. I was suddenly talking to a platinum blonde woman at her stall where she sold bottles of chemicals and hair dyes. One had fallen down and was spilling red liquid but she didn't seem to care. My boyfriend appeared on my right hand side but I could only see him out of the corner of my eye. He was asking her what colour hair dye was the spilled liquid. I noticed the red stuff in the sky was getting worse and mentioned creepy red glare from massive planes and she shrugged. By now I realised the planes were supposed to be bringing ''stuff we all need''. She was telling me something in song lyrics and when I asked her what she meant her mouth dropped open and she said ''It's Phantom!'' and looked at me in shock because I didn't know. I'm still wondering which band or song she meant. There was a strong surreal feeling of something bad happening but nobody else seemed to notice or care.

Fathom

Black Swan wrote: »

With the intensity of real world work this week, perhaps my mind was baked?

Spring break. Need one? Shake off nightmares. Works for me.

[Deleted User]

Hugo Stiglitz wrote: »

I wonder if the fact that it was baked in an oven with oestrogen and the fact that the dream kept on repeating itself. Like, was the next dream the part of the code that was missing in the preceding dream but it itself also was missing parts.

With the intensity of real world work this week, perhaps my mind was baked?

Hugo Stiglitz

Black Swan wrote: »

I had the strangest dream a couple days past. I was a cryptologist assigned to crack a message code algorithm, and there were missing parts of the mathematical code that would not appear in the message except after being baked in an oven with a dose of oestrogen hormone. This dream occurred in a very short time sequence, probably seconds, and then repeated itself about four times before I awoke.

I wonder if the fact that it was baked in an oven with oestrogen and the fact that the dream kept on repeating itself. Like, was the next dream the part of the code that was missing in the preceding dream but it itself also was missing parts.

[Deleted User]

Hugo Stiglitz wrote: »

That almost never happens here unfortunately! haha

I had the strangest dream a couple days past. I was a cryptologist assigned to crack a message code algorithm, and there were missing parts of the mathematical code that would not appear in the message except after being baked in an oven with a dose of oestrogen hormone. This dream occurred in a very short time sequence, probably seconds, and then repeated itself about four times before I awoke.

Hugo Stiglitz

Black Swan wrote: »

Yes indeed Hugo, that's when I want to roll over, go back to sleep, and hope to pick up where I left off.

That almost never happens here unfortunately! haha

[Deleted User]

Hugo Stiglitz wrote: »

Anyone find that sometimes the happiest of dreams can make you sad upon waking up?

Yes indeed Hugo, that's when I want to roll over, go back to sleep, and hope to pick up where I left off.

Hugo Stiglitz

Fathom wrote: »

Good times too.

Thankfully that is also true.

Anyone find that sometimes the happiest of dreams can make you sad upon waking up?

Fathom

Hugo Stiglitz wrote: »

Dreams certainly can remind us all of sad times. The mind is a very powerful thing.

Good times too.

Hugo Stiglitz

Dreams certainly can remind us all of sad times. The mind is a very powerful thing.

[Deleted User]

aaronjumper wrote: »

...other times I swap places with him in the bed and get sick while he gets healthy and wanders off to live his life.

Makes me wonder if there is some kind of psychological transfer that may occur in dreams?

aaronjumper

Hugo Stiglitz wrote: »

Ever have a dream which contains memories of the past in the setting of the dream itself?

Only when it's to do with my fathers last days.

Sometimes the details are accurate (to my memory at least) other times I swap places with him in the bed and get sick while he gets healthy and wanders off to live his life.
Some things just get burned into your memory I guess, whether you want them there or not.

Lorelli!

Hugo Stiglitz wrote: »

Ever have a dream which contains memories of the past in the setting of the dream itself?

I have had a some in the last few years sporadically, where someone from my past who I would not have seen for many years is questioning me in the present.

Sometimes it's someone giving me their blessing and encouraging and other times it's someone who is disappointed with me.

[Deleted User]

Widdershins wrote: »

There's a recurrent theme: men. I'm either feeling awkward because there's a couple in the dream and I'm in their way, or I'm romantically involved with a male character (always fictional, never one I know).

I find it weird. I'm not single.

Methinks this is not unusual Widdershins, especially the dream romantic themes. When we watch a film that has romance, all too often we suspend our disbelief long enough to identify with one of the fictional characters in the romantic situation.

Hugo Stiglitz wrote: »

Ever have a dream which contains memories of the past in the setting of the dream itself?

Sometimes I relive situations from the past in my dreams, although they can be altered somewhat.

Hugo Stiglitz

Ever have a dream which contains memories of the past in the setting of the dream itself?

Last night, I dreamt that it was the first day back in college, presumably second or third year. I spotted a girl I know sitting cross legged at this Japanese style wooden platform. I "remembered" first meeting her in this exact spot last year when I sat down next to her and struck up a conversation. I think we subsequently dated or something. Anyway, back in the dream present, I once again sat down next to her. She turned to face me with a look of utter disgust and promptly stormed off. Everyone else in the immediate area stared at me. It was hugely embarrassing but it really saddened me that I had unknowingly upset her. It was hard to shift that feeling today.

Widdershins

Black Swan wrote: »

Great chase dreams are grand!

There's a recurrent theme: men. I'm either feeling awkward because there's a couple in the dream and I'm in their way, or I'm romantically involved with a male character (always fictional, never one I know).

I find it weird. I'm not single.

[Deleted User]

Talking about recurrent clusters of upsetting dreams. Haunted once again by my laptop theft dream. I was in our locale javahouse, looked away to stir in a bit of cream in coffee, and when looking back at the table I was sitting at, my laptop was gone! Woke up shortly after that.

Hugo Stiglitz

Black Swan wrote: »

Scattered, sometimes random segments in one dream?

Yeah. A lot of my dreams never have clear beginnings and ends.

Fathom wrote: »

Typical dream.

Well said.

Fathom

Black Swan wrote: »

Scattered, sometimes random segments in one dream?

Typical dream.

[Deleted User]

Hugo Stiglitz wrote: »

Had a strange one last night which definitely was scary but non-scary bits occurred towards the end of the dream.
my hometown. I'm not sure if this was a separate dream or not though.

Scattered, sometimes random segments in one dream?

[Deleted User]

Widdershins wrote: »

So I was racing through these passageways and up through trapdoors in cafe floors, a bit like the real world crossed with an indoor activity centre for children, with my hair and dress streaming behind me. It was not a stressful dream, it was exhilarating. when eventually he caught up with me, he had had a change of heart and offered to help me escape the others who were in pursuit.

Great chase dreams are grand!

Hugo Stiglitz

Had a strange one last night which definitely was scary but non-scary bits occurred towards the end of the dream.

My neighbourhood is on top of a series of hills. My dream took place at the bottom of the last hill which is rather steep.

The dream began with everyone up to their knees in slowly moving water, which is rather unusual to say the least. It was also raining rather heavily. We were hosting an event in the middle of the main road. Everyone was gathered wearing tuxedos. We welcomed these three Latino American gentlemen. They engaged my immediate group in small talk, telling us about their time as political prisoners in a military prison. Suddenly, these old fashioned air-raid sirens went off. People commented that they were newly installed. I walked slightly up the hill to the nearest siren. I looked up at some threes higher up on the hill which were violently moving and snapping. Suddenly, a huge chunk of the hill gave way and a lot of water rushed down towards us. The walls of the various properties down towards us started to explode. We were falling in the water and getting washed along. There is a huge limestock building at the base of the hill which I made my way towards. Myself and some others were able to climb up to safety on this oddly shaped and easily accessible bit of the building. Suddenly the water was all gone, and the building was suddenly right in the middle of an inner-city. There was this guy on the street shouting up at us to "get off of his spot". He resembled the typical 1980s street punk. He was waving an ice hockey stick at us. We were terrified of him so we promptly climbed down. He started to walk after us, so he went into a sort of subway station place. He then grabbed me in a corner, and we discussed robbing the people I was originally with. I was no longer afraid of him, and I was salivating at the thought of mugging my friends. Suddenly, the scene changed and I was on this huge boat that was driving around the streets of my hometown. I'm not sure if this was a separate dream or not though.

flutered

Black Swan wrote: »

Naaaaaa, any "contents" that may be of interest to others, be they fun, or hot and spicy, or of intellectual property are not saved on my little netbook, rather on a massive external drive that's never connected online. I have to do this, because unlike my main rig at home, or work lab rig, both of which have layers upon layers of protection, my nettie is too often used at unsecured wifi hotspots, and to save things on it would be asking for trouble. Of course I do surf on my nettie like anyone else, but risque things not saved, only boring things that would make you YAWN.

i have a couple of old lappie hardrives which i add stuff to if i enjoy what i am viering, or facts i may need for online debate

Widdershins

I haven't eaten any cheese for some time. I'm not dreaming as strangely or vividly most nights. I think I did notice an increase in unusual dreaming that coincided with having consumed cheese during the day, in the past. It also happens when I have had to take a type of paracetamol. Perhaps a coincidence or a side effect, I don't know.

Hugo Stiglitz

Widdershins wrote: »

Anyone ever notice aany effect from eating cheese before bed?

I eat pizza a lot. On the nights that I don't, I usually have cheese in some form of a sandwich.

Widdershins

Black Swan wrote: »

University classroom space is always in short supply. Mine is scheduled and locked-in for Spring. Last night's nightmare had me walking into my class to find another prof teaching his class in my room during my allotted hour. My students started arriving with no seats available, while the poacher prof attempted to ignore us and lecture as if the room was rightfully his. A confrontation occurred, and he had the gall to get in my face and threaten me. I woke up sweating, twisted in my sheet and covers. Sleeping a bit too warm seems to increase my dreaming, both nightmares and lovely-mares.

Lovely Mares

Anyone ever notice aany effect from eating cheese before bed?

My recent memorable dream involved me winning something significant and weird and valuable, and being chased by people who wanted to stop me from claiming it, and a long haired blonde male corrupt journalist trying to catch me for a scoop but possibly to steal the winnings too. So I was racing through these passageways and up through trapdoors in cafe floors, a bit like the real world crossed with an indoor activity centre for children, with my hair and dress streaming behind me. It was not a stressful dream, it was exhilarating. when eventually he caught up with me, he had had a change of heart and offered to help me escape the others who were in pursuit. I hid somewhere with him and he was showing me something on his phone, some ingenious idea he'd had to get me out of there. I became eh, romantically entangled with him, before I woke up.

[Deleted User]

University classroom space is always in short supply. Mine is scheduled and locked-in for Spring. Last night's nightmare had me walking into my class to find another prof teaching his class in my room during my allotted hour. My students started arriving with no seats available, while the poacher prof attempted to ignore us and lecture as if the room was rightfully his. A confrontation occurred, and he had the gall to get in my face and threaten me. I woke up sweating, twisted in my sheet and covers. Sleeping a bit too warm seems to increase my dreaming, both nightmares and lovely-mares.