Oh, wow. Your second fever dream is very much like mine, except that the looming hugeness in my case was enormous trees or logs. Nothing ever actually happened... but they were still the most hauntingly dreadful dreams I've ever had. *shivers*
I had a recurring dream wherein the three wise men had me dragged away kicking and screaming to have an operation to "fix me". I always woke up when the masked doctor came at me with a needle to put me under.
No, I don't know why it was the three wise men.*was odd even then*
I did, but I don't think you'd like me to describe it. Even the most hardened of doctors and counclers pale when I used to describe it to them. My nightmares are based in very real fact, very much grounded in reality, and the brutality man can inflict upon man. I actualy had two or three that would rotate around. I actualy have nightmares every night, pretty much without fail, and have since I was born (aint brain chemestry fun, kids? ::G::), but these three are always pretty much the same, and when triggered, shift into not just nightmares, but night terrors.
I have two triggers which would turn any dream into a nightmare, or any nightmare into a night terror: I would try to turn a light on (it would never work, ever, any light not already on in a dream, will never turn on), or I would try to scream (I can't scream in real life, either, I can yell, I can holler, I can sing a note to shatter glass, but I can't scream; when suprised, I only ever gasp or remain silent; my rapests were quite insistant on this fact, I was never
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I think both the light and the scream are as simple as they seem. Expeicily the light. It's a simple task, flip a switch, and yet it fails. The more I try it, the more the panic rises. I am unable to do even a simple task to save myself. If I could just turn that light on, everything would be okay. The attacker would have a face, the wolf would be chased off, the shadow would be bannished, etc. But only with the light. And no matter how many times I try, I can not make it work. I can not save myself.
The scream is the same. It's a simple, primal thing, every human down to the last babe can do it to save themselves. It draws attention, brings aid, startles an attacker, and so on, but I am unable to do so. Once again, it is a simple thing everyone else can do to save themselves, but it fails me
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It's kind of fascinating how the paralysis that comes with sleep bleeds into our dreams. Similarly I dream I'm in terrible danger but I can't open my eyes, no matter how hard I try, so I can't see it or run fast enough because my eyes are squeezed shut and won't open.
I've also had a number of dreams where I am gutted or skinned by a knife, and one where I was being vivisected by a surgeon while conscious. So not fun. But the only dreams where I actually die are falling dreams, and I die when I hit the ground.
I dreamed I was in a freezing dungeon with a drawbridge like door. When the door would lift the slab of stone, a skeleton would rise up and come after me. I'd stab the eye socket with a wooden stake, but it never stopped it. I could vividly feel the wood rub against bone, hear the scrapping sound, and smell the moldy dank rot of the place. Even now, just thinking about it makes me shudder.
I lost count of how many times I had that same awful dream of feeling trapped and terrified, but still fighting back.
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I remember dreaming about environmental apocalypse (all the oxygen leaving the planet because all the trees were dead) too.
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No, I don't know why it was the three wise men.*was odd even then*
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I don't think you need fixing, sweetpea.
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Yay! That's one vote against-I shall mark it in the ledger:)
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I have two triggers which would turn any dream into a nightmare, or any nightmare into a night terror: I would try to turn a light on (it would never work, ever, any light not already on in a dream, will never turn on), or I would try to scream (I can't scream in real life, either, I can yell, I can holler, I can sing a note to shatter glass, but I can't scream; when suprised, I only ever gasp or remain silent; my rapests were quite insistant on this fact, I was never ( ... )
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I'm going for childhood dreams here, the top recurring one. You don't have to tell me if you don't want, though.
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The scream is the same. It's a simple, primal thing, every human down to the last babe can do it to save themselves. It draws attention, brings aid, startles an attacker, and so on, but I am unable to do so. Once again, it is a simple thing everyone else can do to save themselves, but it fails me ( ... )
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I've also had a number of dreams where I am gutted or skinned by a knife, and one where I was being vivisected by a surgeon while conscious. So not fun. But the only dreams where I actually die are falling dreams, and I die when I hit the ground.
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I lost count of how many times I had that same awful dream of feeling trapped and terrified, but still fighting back.
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