funny thing is, is I can relate, even as he says when things are seemingly going sexual in my dreams they either go nowhere or get scary, and now I'm wondering if that says a lot about me or not
The worst dream I can remember is some crazy person was running riot through my workplace chopping up my colleagues with a katana. Occasionally, I'll dream in animation. For the last five years, most of my dreams are about my late wife. Sometimes sad, sometimes not so bad. One dream involved me visiting her in hospital and we started singing "Paper Moon", which we did now and then.
That’s pretty coo [Cartman voice and re: first part]. I am recently divorced after 16 years of marriage. I constantly dream about her. Not quite as sad as dreaming about your deceased wife. I almost cried reading the Paper Moon dream alone.
The worst dream I had as a child was looking into a rain drain pipe and seeing a green smiling face emerge from the dark, saying “cypher lock”. I woke up in cold sweat.
The first time I got sleep paralysis I got pretty scared. After what seemed like 30 minutes I managed to slightly open my right eye and I saw the outline of some thing leaning over me. Not long after that I was like. "Ok, Satan just take me. I'm done." But after finally shaking myself awake it turned out to have been my own nose I'd been seeing.
The hallucinations and the overwhelming sense of dread that accompany sleep paralysis are something one has to experience before understanding them. The first time I had one I was scared shitless when I finally woke up and felt deeply unnerved the whole day.
@@Oxtocoatl13 haha yeah i thought i had a stroke at first.. i was laying there thinking "well thats that" then a shadowy lady walked in my room.. i had never hallucinated like that before so i didnt get much sleep haha 😂
This reminds me of some advice I got in a math class that all of the proofs you came up with in your dreams are incorrect and to just accept that. Of course on the other hand there have been several mathematics papers in which dead people have been listed as authors because the proof was said to have been revealed to the writer by the dead person in a dream.
I remember having a dream about being in some sort of savannah with a tribe of people I didn't recognise but didn't feel like strangers. I was trying to carve a depression in a sandstone rock with another rock and I woke up during the process due to my alarm and I remember thinking immediately that the rock 'textures' in my dream were better than they are in video games.
A scary dream I had once as a child was that my family had somehow forgotten I existed and also had some stranger taking my place. In the dream, I walked home from school as usual, and said hello to my mum, except she didn’t recognise me at all. I looked at the family photos, and found that the photos of me were removed and some other kid was in those photos. In the end, I was too creeped out to wait until this “replacement” got home from school, so I just left the house and then I woke up. I think this is a pretty common nightmare, since there are so many stories about people being replaced, impostors, robots replacing people and so on.
I only now realized that in my language, "sleep" and "dream" are the same word and cannot be confused with "dreams and hopes" that we have an another word for.
@@Commando-jh3wh Finnish. "Sleep" and "dream" = uni. "Dreams and hopes" = unelma. The base of the word is the same. But then there is another word for "to sleep" = nukkua. The more I think of it the stranger it gets. 😄
Oh boy.. now you got me thinking about it, and the more I do the stranger it gets. I'm just about bilingual (one of my parents is British) and always spoke English at home and Finnish with everyone else. In the dreams that I remember the language is either or, I might even change it depending on whom I'm conversing with.. Unessani unelmoida unelmani unesta.. Finnish is truly and utterly hilarious;)
That'd make talking about whether or not certain species dream when they sleep difficult. >back from a google translate. Seems google reckons Sleep is Nukkua. Please advise.
I still remember a video game related dream I had years ago. When the XCOM UFO game was first released I played it a LOT. To the point it must have been ingrained on my subconcious. I was having a game of it where everything was going great when I suddenly realised I was dreaming and would imminently wake up. I think it stuck with me due to the immense dissapointment I felt that I couldn't save the game and continue it later.
I have dreams about places, a group of houses, a lake, a certain set up in an area where I have massive nostalgia, and it's within the dream, like i've been there before. it's always sort of hazy and hard to explain in a sense of logic, why? but I know when I dream and visit it it's a feeling of comfort that i've never been to except in these recurring dreams. The worst dreams for me is stress dreams where things are going out of control and there isn't much you can do about it.
Hi, yes I have exactly the same. In my case there is a very specific cliff and a rocky bay. I feel like it might exist irl. That feeling of nostalgia and comfort is very recognizable. Fascinating, I think we have similar experiences.
They say you can't die in your dreams, but I do. Once in a dream a bomb went off. I felt a preety severe burning sensation as I was flung through the air and gradually felt the pain lessen as my consciousness dulled to a point where perception ceased, and I suppose I was just asleep again until morning. Also the first dream I remember happened when I was 4 and a dinosaur came barreling out of the woods and bit be in half. That dream wss in third person, and I watched my lifeless bottom half drop to the ground before waking up in a very disturbed state.
I’ve had some lovely dreams; one in particular was being in a sort of walking convoy, walking into a lovely valley. The worst was on the coast on a pier with horrible huge slimy slug monsters emerging from the sea.
Starting when I was real young, all my dreams became lucid dreams. I think I trained myself to do that so I wouldn't have to suffer through nightmares and instead could direct things in a more positive direction when they started getting too crazy. A lot of my dreams also feel connected like I'm actually traveling to an alternate universe or life. Actually quite fun.
Sadly for me I don't realize they are gone until I wake up. So in the dream I can't appreciate it and once I wake I just feel the sense of loss all over again.
I read about a guy in prison who was having nightmares about giant cockroaches dressed as prison guards force-feeding him the disgusting prison meat (Coloquially known among prisoners as "Red death"). All aspects of the dream were present in his real life (Cockroaches were a real issue, guards were often abusive and Red Death was served in chow), but these aspects seem to have been organized by his brain in a very horrifying negative way.
14:00 Ooh! Story time - most _interesting_ dream I've ever had was one where I turned into a dragon and flew off - somewhere, I forget; I think it was some sort of wizard castle plagiarised off the TV. This might not sound particularly interesting, but in contrast to what's been said in the video, my dreams _do_ tend to be fairly strong sensory experiences. Which meant that not only was I treated to the quite disconcerting sensation of having my body change shape _and size,_ but I could also feel the wind under and around my wings as I flew. Air currents, spot turbulence, pressure differential between upper and lower flight surfaces - the whole thing. Also, I had wings, in the traditional fantasy dragon sense, so there was the experience of suddenly having six limbs to deal with. The wonder and excitement of that flying sensation sort of cancelled out the vague unpleasantness of being a large, winged reptile when I wasn't accustomed to being really any of those things, so I wouldn't call it a nightmare, but nor was it really a good dream. Just altogether very strange.
I'm 36 years old and I've never once had a nightmare in my entire life. I've had dreams that excited me, dreams that angered me, irritated me, made me laugh, or feel depressed, but never once have I had a dream that scared me. To be honest, I feel kinda cheated. I'm an adrenaline junkie at heart and I love getting scared. It's the reason I worked as a skydiving instructor for a few years (And stopped doing it BECAUSE it wasn't scary anymore). I'd love to have the odd scary dream now and again.
My most common dreams by an order of magnitude is that i wake up, check the time, it's way after I'm supposed to be awake, then the panic causes me to wake up for real, check the time again, it's exactly halfway between when i fell asleep and when im supposed to wake up, then i go to sleep again. This can happen several times in a night on rare occasions, and it's the most annoying shit.
Oogh - I get the _opposite_ type of dream, in which I dream that I wake up, get out of bed, have breakfast, get ready to do whatever thing it is that I needed to do that day, and then wake up at about 1PM or something and discover that I had only actually managed to get as far as switching the alarm clock off and falling back to sleep.
I always dream that I'm late for work. Sometimes I try to text to tell them but I can't make my phone work properly, or I'll write the text and when I read it it's just gibberish. In the last one, I had spent 35 mins trying to text ahead and realised I would have already arrived at work if I hadn't spent so long trying to tell them I was late lol Sometimes it's more bizarre, like I'll just be in a jungle in Italy but I've got work later that day and I can't get phone signal
After my granddad died, I had my most vivid and last ever nightmare. My entire extended family are walking around a big garden. Everyone is walking alone in random directions with their heads down. Nobody is speaking, they're all just aimlessly shuffling around. I'm the only one with their head up. I'm standing at the end of the garden, looking around for anyone else with their head up. After some time, I finally meet someone's gaze in the distance. It's my grandad. As soon as I make eye contact, my perspective is abruptly dragged up close to his face, like a camera being pulled along a dolly track. He opens his mouth to tell me something, and I wake up. Haven't had a nightmare since, almost 15 years later.
I'd say the best dreams I've had were where my dead pets were somehow visiting me from beyond the grave, and in the dreams I was aware that they were dead and never coming back but somehow I got to have this brief, fleeting time where I got to see them again. As for the worst dream I've ever had, I don't want to go into specific details, but in the dream I killed someone, and as I was doing it it seemed like it was absolutely necessary, but immediately after it was done I realized that it hadn't been necessary at all and I had just committed murder, and several people had witnessed it but they were all on my side so instead of making me face justice they were going to manipulate the evidence to make it look as if it had been necessary.
Just as idea - when you change topic/new argument, a newline is helpful for structuring, and makes the text not such a frightening, discouraging giant monolithic block. As for your bad dream - that is pretty much the standard plot of action movies. It is usually a lone wolf hero that in total self-justice takes his .45 and blows the brains out of the oh so evil villain's head - and gets away with it, and gets the girl. Because all are happy (as the moviegoer) because the villain was SOOOO evil and the institutions that should have caught him were bound by law, by organization, incompetent, or corrupt - they NEVER make it. The pattern is EVERYwhere - Dirty Harry, Die Hard, Lethal Weapon - but even e.g. in "Open Country" two cowboys (Kevin Costner and Robert Duvall) set out to revenge their murdered friend and exterminate a whole organization that runs the town, all alone. Only at the VERY end the citizens of the city step in and finalize the villain. Fits somehow to YOUR plot, or? ;-))
I have dreams occasionally of trying to make it back to the safety of my home while being chased and being aware that I am not going to make it in time and will caught before I can get to safety.
I had some very cool adventure dreams that I remember vividly to this day. One where I was a superhero in some kind of scifi universe. I could fly and jump very high and the environments were breathtaking. My worst nightmare was when: one of my teachers went literally mad and escaped the asylum with a bow and arrow and found me when I was playing outside and he shot an arrow through the backside of my knee and I saw the tip of the arrow protrude throught my kneecap. I felt the pain and immediately woke up in sheer terror and could feel that imaginary wound for the rest of the day. Funnily enough he wasn't even a bad or frightening teacher. I was on good terms with him and he was very liked by the students, me included. So him going completetly murerously mad probably compounded the scary factor.
Have you ever had a dream with preloaded memory? That is, the dream starts in a place, but you can remember how you got to that place. The dream of the journey to that place didn't actually exist, yet you can still remember it... Sleep is a phenomenon that is not fully explained. It seems that we need sleep because we have a part in our brain that dictates that we need sleep. In some cases, when there is trauma in that area, a person no longer needs sleep. Why were we designed this way? My theory is the following: so that God can transmit a direct message to you when it is necessary to convey that message. By the way, those dreams are not forgotten.
I literally dreamed about napoleon pursuing me. I woke up thinking he was on horseback, sabre above his head, horse naying, cannon firing, chasing me. I woke mid dream and yelled out "FUCK OFF NAPOLEON!" my wife told me no more Empire Total War
I used to remember more of my dreams, and rather vividly. As I have gotten older, I remember fewer of them, and only then in snippets. But some of the ones I remembered as a kid I still remember to this day! One of my earliest is when I was a tadpole, and I met my sister who was also a tadpole. Then from above the water's surface, we heard our mother calling for us, and I looked to see a large frog! It was great! There was also an incident in which I asked my father about feeding the large raccoon kept in one of the empty dog kennels, and everyone looking at me like I was crazy. Eventually we worked out that I had dreamt it but it was so vivid and used so many things that did happen in real life that it was to me like a memory of something real instead of a dream. There was and had never been a large raccoon kept in the kennels. Probably one of my best though was an epic story in which I was from a long bloodline who passed down this huge and powerful magical sword, basically a massive claymore with this very large ruby crystal in the center of the hilt. The sword was so big and heavy that it was impractical as a weapon to anyone not of our bloodline, since the strongest men could barely lift it much less use it effectively---but for those of my bloodline, when we touched it the gem would glow and we could swing it one-handed as lightly as a foil. Luckily, we were very benevolent rulers of a prosperous nation, and beloved by our people. In this dream, I was riding with my best friend Travis (who was my actual best friend sleeping not far away from me as I had this dream while on a camping trip) when our kingdom was attacked from the sea by a coalition of rival nations who wanted the sword for themselves. We raced back to find the city sacked and burning, my uncle wielding the sword which immediately told me my father had been killed. As I approached, the sword grew heavy in his hands since I had the more direct lineage, and so he passed it to me, but he was immediately cut down. With his loss, I became the last surviving member of the bloodline. I would have been cut down also if not for my friend Travis. We fought as best we could but I took an arrow to my left shoulder and then a poleaxe gutted me. As I fell, the gem flashed brightly and I found myself being pulled onto a table by a grotesque man, before I lost consciousness. I awoke briefly to see this man sewing up organs inside my gaping abdomen, with a glimpse of the room being like a mixture of library and laboratory, while the only source of light was from the ceiling which was a red glass dome. I lost consciousness several times and would wake to see the man sewing up some organ or closing up wounds entirely. I also noticed that the dome ceiling showed the scene of battle where I had fallen, my friend Travis fighting off men from all directions and preventing them from attaining the sword. Once complete, he gave me a potion that he said was made from the blood of all those who had ever wielded the sword, and it healed me completely. I opened my eyes to find myself holding the sword once more and it was suddenly my turn to save Travis, and with the power of this sword we managed to fight through and secure the defenses and eventually drive out the invaders. I mean this dream was like a movie, and I remember most of it as if I had just had it last night (telling the real Travis about the dream when I woke up probably helped). My worst nightmare was brought on after having had a repeat nightmare, with some minor differences one to another but some things relatively constant. We were driving down a country road during a wicked thunderstorm in a white station wagon (we never had a white station wagon) when we see a rather cartoonish-looking hotel on top of a hill as it was silhouetted by lightning flashes. Basically a Scooby-Doo style cliché haunted hotel. We go there to see a man who looked like Inspector Clouseau give us keys to a room. As we go there, I look in one room that the door was cracked open to see a girl on the top bunk of a bed straight out of the movie Evil Dead. No matter how much I tell everyone I do not want to stay there...we stay there. I awake to the sun shining in the windows but no one is around. As I search for my parents, there is a shadow of a man that I keep seeing but I never see the man. He has a wide brimmed hat and a trench coat. This shadowy nightmare appeared in several other dreams as well but these repeat dreams were the beginning. I called him The Man in Black (which I think I got from a Twilight Zone episode). In these dreams, I eventually find my parents murdered and the Man in Black laughing hysterically, obviously he was the murderer. In another dreams I saw the Man in Black shadow creeping across the wall in impossible ways due to the source of the light, and he came for me, and as his shadow reached mine he would choke or stab me. In dreams you rarely actually get stabbed or killed, because you wake up, right? So anyway, all of this is the leadup to the worst one of them all: in real life I would climb to the roof of our house in the summertime because the breeze was nice there, and it was without mosquitoes. In the dream, I went to the edge and tapped on the bay window to the living room, but then pulled back. My sister was inside and she could not tell where the sound was coming from and she was frightened, and I was getting a huge kick out of it. But then my perspective changed, where instead of my point of view being me on the roof, it became me as if I were sitting in a tree nearby watching the me on the roof antagonizing my sister. From that POV I saw The Man in Black appear over the peak of the roof an make his way towards me---just a shadow on the shingles but when his hands reached my feet, they lifted me up and dropped me to the ground headfirst. I watched my body crumple, my head smashed open, by neck broken, a slight twitch as I died, while this Man in Black held his hands out cackling with glee. I could see my sister screaming in terror as she watched me fall from inside the window. And then I saw the Man in Black hold out an arm and point to the version of me that was the spectator in the tree, and for the first time in any of these dreams he spoke, and he said "I am coming for you!" I woke up screaming in terror and woke up everyone in the house! DAMN it was so intense, and I still remember it way too vividly.
BTW I can count on two fingers the number of times my romantic fantasy dreams have ever turned pornographic---usually they just allude to something happened, or I wake up before it happens. Only two but at least I got you beat! ;)
I quite often get those dreams when I'm aware that I'm dreaming but I'm still somewhat bound by the internal logic of the dream; I aways atributed that to being a massive Monty Python fan. So I try to make my in-dream goals as random as I can manage to see where will the dream take me, which can have some amusing results but it usually just devolves into shopping for cucumber-scented kerosene for my dad. Thankfully my dream operates on the 90s economy so all petrol stations still sell kerosene, though it's usually strawberry-scented (but gingerbread-flavoured).
I keep having dreams about my ex. Dreaming about my old life with her and the happy moments we shared together. Then I wake up in bed alone in a world where I have no I one I’m as close with as I was with her. The loneliest mornings ever. I wish those dreams would stop.
I once wanted to embrace my wife when she was sleeping, and she hissed at me and pretended to attack me with catlike claws. Turns out she was dreaming that she was fighting cat mummies. Don't know why that meant that she also had to pretend to be a cat, but apparently it was a quite awesome dream. As well as a bit of a shock to poor old me.
In my early 20s I used to regularly have "adventure" dreams. They would often be wild and outlandish, sometimes more realistic, sometimes like a Michael Bay movie but they were consistently so vivid and realistic that I would legitimately need several minutes after I awoke to sort out what had actually happened in real life and what was a dream. This was true for even the things which you would obviously think are dreams (like a square kilometer of earth rising out of the ground as a giant ship) because they were just so incredibly vivid. As for my worst nightmare its up to two. One of them wasn't actually scary during the dream. It was rather mundane, just like any other day of my life. But then I woke up, woah that was weird. So I start my day and within a short amount of time (but long enough to see other people and talk to them) I woke up. This happened again. And again. By this point I didn't know it but I was actually awake but at the time I wasn't quite entirely sure if I was still dreaming. Man, the first time I interacted with another human was fucking weird as I just sat there wondering if this person was real or not. I even thought about acting out in some violent way to make "the dream" end. This is probably the closest I've ever come to true insanity. As for a nightmare that was actually frightening while it happened, I experienced something which is quite rare but well documented as a real phenomenon. I awoke in the night, but I was still under the effects of sleep paralysis so I was unable to move. This is a real thing that happens every night when you sleep to keep you from moving around while you dream but usually it goes away when you wake up. Not only that, but even in my awakened state I was also still dreaming. In other words, hallucinating while awake due to natural processes gone awry. Unfortunately this wasn't a pleasant dream (as this type often isn't, due to the sleep paralysis and accompanying fear of that). The world shimmered and began to merge with a desert almost like another plane of reality was connecting with our own. But this other reality was inhabited what I can only describe as a demon of shadow and as it screeched in ascending volume I thought I was going to be sucked into this hell. Then I awoke completely. I knew immediately it was all a dream but I was so shaken by the experience that I couldn't go back to sleep for the rest of the night and had to call out of work the next day.
Loose teeth is pretty much a standard thing and has a meaning. I dream a lot about sorting and re-organising toys. I understand that I'm internally house cleaning and just go with the flow.
Having experienced the joy that is sleep paralysis, I have to say that waking up trapped in my own body with no way to even escape or signal for help is my worst nightmare. Just typing it out gave me chills.
Wow. I can relate to that. I thought I was the only person that had that dream. I can’t say that I experienced joy in having that dream. I reoccurs and it’s so real and scary. I can’t cry out for help. I hate those dreams.
Might just be me, but I tend to only get sleep paralysis after I wake up around 4-6am and fall asleep a 2nd time. I don’t think I’ve ever had it in my first sleep cycle.
@@joem4939 Same although I haven't had it in a couple of years- knock on wood. For me it was typically when I woke up in the middle of a sleep cycle and I'm falling back to sleep.
Not an incredibly bad or good dream - but last night I dreamt of a card at my local library inside a case a bit like a wallet that had drained the souls of 2.5 million people. Huh.
this was a really dope video! dreams are pretty cool and we dont really get to hear alot about them unless googling / reddit or something. thanks for making this one!!
Best dream(s) have been the few where I have been able to fly. Worst have been the ones where bad things happen to people I care about; usually because I failed them.
It might be a self-reinforcing phenomenon. I sometimes dream as a character from my books (with that character's way of thinking, memories, motivations, etc). Plus, I think that not all dreams are auto-erasable dribble. I remember several (definitely not real) places where I come back in my dreams from time to time. Moreover, these places transform over the years. So I think it's like when you turn on your very old cell phone with a really obscure interface, and you suddenly remember how it worked, and how you need to operate it. Normally you can't casually address this knowledge or even acknowledge it's existence. But it's there. It can evolve or decay over time, if used
@@evennot i had a dream that was so vivid it was almost real. I wrote it down as best I could, and for quite a long time I couldn’t determine if it was my invention or something I’d read. Then i picked up a Lovecraft compilation from the library and it was one of his stories, i must have read it when i was a kid and forgotten about it. What triggered me to dream about it years later is a mystery.
I have no musical/notation skills, and I wake up with a good, original piece of music in my mind every third night or so. Because there's no way to preserve them, it's rather bittersweet!
one time when i was sleeping, i had fallen asleep with my arm sticking upwards. so i woke up and couldn't feel my arm, and i automatically in response to not feeling my arm pulled it downwards. but since i couldn't feel it, it had alot of force behind it, and i smacked it right in my own balls
"It's a good thing we don't remember dreams because they're tosh" he says and then proceeds to passionately rave about a dozen amazing dreams he had decades ago...
I rarely have nightmares, but when I do it is usually the same topics over and over. Like one thing I dream is being in the army again and feeling cold, miserable (I had my basic training in the winter) and degraded again. But my time in the army is almost 20 years ago now, so mostly when I dream that now I quickly realize that I did all this already and it makes no sense to be here again and I would even be much older than any of my drill sergeants etc. and then suddenly the nightmare turns into a lucid dream because you have the power to just walk away or do anything. So cool.
My worst nightmares are memories,of misinterpreting female advantages and lost opportunities for relationships. I'm happily married, but still get cold sweats. Family has always been my main focus, so i've always taken it seriously. I somehow feel i'm ruining THEIR lives in my dream. I just can't shake being haunted by early learning experiences sometimes.
the dream was me and a ex girl friend of mine at some store and i did something to upset her. Dont know what, she then ran away and i went on this long journey following her trail , lost her again at a school bus platform in the crowd , and then i was lead by arrows on the ground to what felt like was her house . I look around the house and eventually find these disc shaped seed looking things , and i felt like she was inside the seed and i needed to plant her ? and it all culminated with me ending up in some room with black water , matter fact everything was black and white it felt . And her mother was performing a ceremony on her . We were standing in this pool of black water and the screams were horrific . Ones of excitement , her mother was singing some sort of song and dancing wildly and was just super animated in her cadence and movements . Howling with excitement . I was covering my eyes in the dream bc the scene distressed me so much , i only peeked a bit . When it was over my ex girl friend was turned into a cat . And it felt like the cat didnt know who i was . There was other cats there as well. It was a terrible sad feeling , i woke up crying feeling like i had lost her all over again . What the HELLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!! i went to park and meditated and prayed and i feel better now but WOW . my therapist will be hearing about this one.
Once had a terrible dream that I was French, all the worse because I don’t speak the French language though I am familiar with the French tongue. Terrible attempt at humor aside, I recently had a dream that I'd count as among the best. My whole family and I were at my mother's house, having a great time together, laughing, visiting, eating. My Dad was there, too; the tricky part there is that he died a few months ago after a terrible and brief fight with cancer. But he was there, and he was talking and making witty remarks and such, though no one seemed to notice. He was mostly watching. I got the feeling that, because he was dead, no one saw him, and he was enjoying witnessing us being together happily, and occasionally pretending to interact with us just for the fun of it. But I was the only one who noticed him. At one point, he made eye-contact with me, smiled, and put his finger to his lips, "Shhh, don’t let on." It was only then I realized within the dream that it was a dream.
I have this weird tell that I'm dreaming. O can't for the life of me use a phone for ANYTHING useful. Can't dial emergency numbers or text whatever it is. I just can't put in the right number or letterm. It's usually so infuriating it actually wakes me up...
I am one of the people that have Aphantasia. That means I cannot see any images when I close my eyes. This I found out quite early in my 68years when at primary school other children and teachers talked about dreams. To me I fall asleep then the next second it is morning. I went to Oxford medical something or another and tested on my days off work. Not paid anything for my over 3 hour round trip, so after many times going I stopped. I cannot even see a image of my daughters in my mind. All good though having a great life.
I have the same feeling that I'm aware that I'm dreaming. This makes me enjoy most of what I would classify as a nightmare. The only ones I truly don't like are the ones when I feel like I'm falling. But I used to have those more often when I was younger.
Before watching: Lindy dreams of being a dashing medieval knight in shining armor gallivanting across the countryside. People greet him with cheers and well wishes, but hold on a minute why are they talking french to him..? Oh no.
I have to disagree that dreams are drivel . I have had very profound dreams, inspirational dreams, sacred dreams, creative dreams, prophetic dreams, dreams where I found answers to problems I had in waking life, magical dreams…. They are anything but drivel in my life.❤️🤗🐝
My best dream happened in my early twenties. I dreamt of walking down the hallway of my old highschool building. Its blue walls and brown wooden doors with dirt, inscriptions, etc. Noise and rattling of highschoolers, smell of fresh morning pastry mixed with girls perfume... Then I leaned to a wall and scratched it with my fingernails. Dream bursts like soap water bubbles and I was awake in my bed contemplating on what happened.
Had a dream when i was a young child where i was trapped in a cave or something, and i woke up to find myself actually trapped. I had a small panic attack then realised I’d somehow crawled to the foot of the bed, back then my mother used to tuck the blankets in really tight on three sides. As an adult my worst ever nightmare had something to do with saving my kids. I can’t remember it exactly, but i could only save one of them. escaping a house fire or something.
@@sdfggdfg5fgdfg i woke up, feeling dreadful. I rarely remember my dreams but that one left me shaking slightly. But I guess it would be the one that ticked me off least that day😜
The dreams you have as a child when you’re trapped in a school or an airport or a really boring place and you’re desperate for the loo. And it’s a really boring public place because then all you can think about is how much you need the loo and its public so there’s a lot of urgency as you don’t want to wet yourself informer of people and all the doors to the public conveniences are locked so you decide to sneakily wee in a pot plant or the corner of a room where no one can see you because you’re actually in pain at this point. And then you wake up and you’ve wet the bed…. Those were the worst dreams because they had real world consequences and when I was a child I didn’t know I was dreaming and felt like my mind had betrayed and cheated me in order to embarrass me.
When I was a kid I had a period of returning series of nightmares which I can only describe as a feeling of incoming, inevitable, irreversible doom, the feeling that not only my life but existance of all things is about to end and I can't do anything about it. I don't remeber any particular visions in this dreams except three: playing cards, horses and hole in the ground. Only this dreadful feeling. Each time I woke up with a scream.
Recently I've had a lot of nuke dreams, me suddenly witnessing a nuke going off some kilometers away and me waiting for the blast to reach and destroy me, the dream ends when it hits me.
@@emv5289 yeah i mean movies like Terminator 2 and Oppenheimer etc. Have given me a great visual idea of what could happen, so the dreams feel very real, atleast I don't have to experience my retinas burning up and later my body being burnt to a crisp and blown into bits, my brain doesn't know how that would feel luckily so I presume it's hard to dream about it
when I was reading about Soviet history I would always dream about nuclear war and it was always really disturbing. It had a sort of serene, sublime, beauty, combined with sadness and despair. Really unlike any other dreams I've had.
I keep having a recurring dream about finding secret passages in my grandparents' basement. Sometimes it's just finding a hidden door or crawlspace that leads to another room (or a trapdoor that leads upstairs), but usually the dream involves going into extra rooms that don't actually exist. The size and number of the extra rooms changes every time - it might be just an extra laundry room and office, or there might be an underground mansion that goes down for several levels. Once, I found a hallway that led to an entire cathedral - I think my subconscious had decided that Euclidean geometry was optional that time. And sometimes I'll dream about walking around outside their house, but the neighborhood has been slightly rearranged. There are also two recurring nightmares I've had for many years. In the first, I will suddenly realize that I am very late for my next class, but I don't remember exactly which class it is or how to get to the room. Or I might start panicking because I realized I hadn't attended class in over a month. The other nightmare - which is by far the worst - is where I'm interrupted at work by somebody telling me that they just found out I didn't have enough academic credits to graduate high school, and they've come to take me back to school immediately.
Please see my comment above. IMO, we need to understand that not all of what we dream is from within ourselves as this can lead to psychosis or even serious mental disorders.
Being aware you are dreaming sounds so alien to me. Best I can do is one time I thought "What!? This all doesn't even make any sense! How can it be like that!?", then waking up and thinking "Oh. Allright, that's why. Silly dreams…"
I frequently have nightmares and they range in type. I always remember the worst of them. The worst single horror nightmare? Its cliche but i was being stalked in my own father's home by a disembodied toothy smile. I passed by a corridor with a door and was grappled by seemingly nothing but that face, and i woke screaming.
I still remember one childhood dream of mine, I was like 5/6 years old or something? Where I walked across a field surrounded by forests. As I got near the tree line, there was ditch going down, I looked down it. Suddenly a lion leaped at me and I woke up... 😅
Your bed at night dream reminded me of one where I was sleeping in the dream and woke up in it to a sudden hooded figure dragging me down by my feet. I kept trying to gain purchase upon the objects around me to no avail. Then I woke up for real to me being in my regular position, still covered by my blanket.
interesting fact is that to improve dream recall, when you wake up just stay very still and think about your dreams. If you move, your brain goes into awake mode and forgets them quicker. Also after you've remembered them, writing them down in a dream journal helps to improve future recall of dreams :)
I also often know when I'm dreaming. But i have had nightmares where i had the "sense of reality" I only have when I'm awake, while some impossible monstrosity was approaching me. I remember thinking in horror "wait this thing is real?!"
I do not suffer nightmares, but once I had a wasp as big as my hand on ny head. The dream lasted for a day in distorted dream time and I was constantly looking for the bug spray that had vanished from my cabinet. All my dreams are fun for me, even that "nightmare". I always get immersed and never ask myself whether I am sleeping.
My best dream was about the afterlife being a series of distractions and obstacles, getting past them all meant either reincarnation or revival. Where you stopped essentially chose your heaven or hell. The only nightmare I can remember right now was some Grudge/Ring like ghost girl coming out of my bathroom and me thinking 'ugh, a nightmare' and waking up.
My worst dream was of sitting in my families old conservatory, surrounded by close family members, while my head cracked like a raw egg. Family worried and trying to help and making it worse. Has stuck with me for years.
The dreams that bother me most, is where I say complete uncorrect things, that I think are correct in the dream, but I know 100% that are wrong in real life. For example (real example, but I change the words, as original dream was in German). Somebody asks me "What is Haggis?" I respond "Well, it is a traditional scottish food blah blah" (I explain it perfectly" Then I add "Haggis it is also when you throw a special party to celebrate a sports event" WTF? How do I come to that friggin idea? In the dream I am totally proud of myself. Also saying that music from the Beatles is from Beethoven or that Monaco is in Southamerica.
I'll never forget having a dream where my art teacher meandered over to me in class and said "you have to turn it off." He just kept repeating it until I woke up and realised I'd left the computer on.
I once had a dream with such an excellent story, it could have been a very successful movie. I remember waking up in the middle of the night thinking "I should write that down! ... Meh, I'm going to do that tomorrow morning." So I fell asleep again. When I woke up the next morning I could still remember my amazement because of that awesome dream. I could also remember the thought of writing it down in the morning. What I could not remember was even a second of that dream... What was the dream about? Was it actually as good as I thought half-asleep? Or was that thought part of the dream? Had I even woken up? ... I will never know.
Althought i agree with your view to NOT follow your dreams because they are dribble and detached from reality, i still think they can be very useful as a compass of your mind and feelings, because sometimes people can only see things they are truly feeling or thinking in their dreams. Also they make for incredibly great art inspiration.
Ooh! _Actual_ dreams and nightmares? Well, the most enjoyable dream is easy. It involved someone who I happened to find very attractive at the time revealing that they also felt that attraction, mutually; there were various other sorts of revealings, and feelings, and altogether a lot of mutuality; of course then I woke up and had to deal with those awkward images floating around in my mind for the next fortnight or so, which caused me a bit of second-hand embarrassment when I had to meet the person in question in real life. Worst nightmare... is a really weird one, because it was one of those recurring dreams, and the nature of the dream made its recurrence worse and more disconcerting every time. Over the span of about six months, I had a recurring nightmare that involved me living and re-living that particular six months of my life, somewhere in the order of a few thousand times. In the nightmare, I had no understanding of why it was happening, how it had started, or what would end it - just that my life had somehow been reduced to a six-month stretch of time on infinite loop. I've had nightmares about all sorts of more conventional horrors, but the sheer, maddening existential _wall_ that repeatedly dreaming about a time-loop scenario slams one's head into... it was not nice. The only worse feeling is the one I get from dreaming about being someone or something that is uncomfortably different from myself, but that's usually so nasty that it jolts me awake.
(I dreamt _of_ several thousand re-livings of that six-month period, by the way; I'm not claiming to have had and remembered several thousand dreams within half a year. The nightmares that I recall probably don't number more than about two dozen. As for how I could dream of re-living a fixed time period before I'd lived through it once? I was on student exchange; I knew where I was going to be living and when I'd have to move on, since there was a variety of paperwork spelling out those dates.)
Lindy admiting that he's never had a wet dream. Respect.
😂
funny thing is, is I can relate, even as he says when things are seemingly going sexual in my dreams they either go nowhere or get scary, and now I'm wondering if that says a lot about me or not
is it cos he touches himself too much?
@@bader3677 i noticed that wet dreams only occur when you're aroused just before you go to bed, so much touching yourself before you sleep causes them
Thats not what he said.
he may have had one when dreaming about shining his armoured codpiece
The worst dream I can remember is some crazy person was running riot through my workplace chopping up my colleagues with a katana.
Occasionally, I'll dream in animation.
For the last five years, most of my dreams are about my late wife. Sometimes sad, sometimes not so bad. One dream involved me visiting her in hospital and we started singing "Paper Moon", which we did now and then.
That’s pretty coo [Cartman voice and re: first part].
I am recently divorced after 16 years of marriage. I constantly dream about her. Not quite as sad as dreaming about your deceased wife. I almost cried reading the Paper Moon dream alone.
The worst dream I had as a child was looking into a rain drain pipe and seeing a green smiling face emerge from the dark, saying “cypher lock”. I woke up in cold sweat.
The first time I got sleep paralysis I got pretty scared.
After what seemed like 30 minutes I managed to slightly open my right eye and I saw the outline of some thing leaning over me.
Not long after that I was like. "Ok, Satan just take me. I'm done."
But after finally shaking myself awake it turned out to have been my own nose I'd been seeing.
The hallucinations and the overwhelming sense of dread that accompany sleep paralysis are something one has to experience before understanding them. The first time I had one I was scared shitless when I finally woke up and felt deeply unnerved the whole day.
@@Oxtocoatl13 haha yeah i thought i had a stroke at first.. i was laying there thinking "well thats that" then a shadowy lady walked in my room.. i had never hallucinated like that before so i didnt get much sleep haha 😂
Lindy: Dream are drivel, not worth the memory cells
Also Lindy: I invented a new fashion in my dreams
This reminds me of some advice I got in a math class that all of the proofs you came up with in your dreams are incorrect and to just accept that. Of course on the other hand there have been several mathematics papers in which dead people have been listed as authors because the proof was said to have been revealed to the writer by the dead person in a dream.
As a child I use to get the flying dream alot. The only problem was that I was very bad at it, particularly the steering.
And was always ending with a crash landing 🥴
I remember having a dream about being in some sort of savannah with a tribe of people I didn't recognise but didn't feel like strangers. I was trying to carve a depression in a sandstone rock with another rock and I woke up during the process due to my alarm and I remember thinking immediately that the rock 'textures' in my dream were better than they are in video games.
Dreams are so weird, man 😂
Dreams are super HD. I’m always blown away that my sleeping mind can produce scenes I could absolutely never conjure while awake.
A scary dream I had once as a child was that my family had somehow forgotten I existed and also had some stranger taking my place. In the dream, I walked home from school as usual, and said hello to my mum, except she didn’t recognise me at all. I looked at the family photos, and found that the photos of me were removed and some other kid was in those photos. In the end, I was too creeped out to wait until this “replacement” got home from school, so I just left the house and then I woke up. I think this is a pretty common nightmare, since there are so many stories about people being replaced, impostors, robots replacing people and so on.
you got that from Fairly Odd Parents
@@LazarusWilhelm nope, I never watched that show.
I only now realized that in my language, "sleep" and "dream" are the same word and cannot be confused with "dreams and hopes" that we have an another word for.
That’s interesting! What language do you speak?
@@Commando-jh3wh Finnish. "Sleep" and "dream" = uni. "Dreams and hopes" = unelma. The base of the word is the same. But then there is another word for "to sleep" = nukkua. The more I think of it the stranger it gets. 😄
Oh boy.. now you got me thinking about it, and the more I do the stranger it gets. I'm just about bilingual (one of my parents is British) and always spoke English at home and Finnish with everyone else. In the dreams that I remember the language is either or, I might even change it depending on whom I'm conversing with.. Unessani unelmoida unelmani unesta.. Finnish is truly and utterly hilarious;)
In my language (Croatian) we have three words:
Spavati - to sleep
Sanjati - to dream
Drijemati - either to sleep or to dream.
That'd make talking about whether or not certain species dream when they sleep difficult.
>back from a google translate. Seems google reckons Sleep is Nukkua.
Please advise.
I still remember a video game related dream I had years ago. When the XCOM UFO game was first released I played it a LOT. To the point it must have been ingrained on my subconcious. I was having a game of it where everything was going great when I suddenly realised I was dreaming and would imminently wake up. I think it stuck with me due to the immense dissapointment I felt that I couldn't save the game and continue it later.
I have dreams about places, a group of houses, a lake, a certain set up in an area where I have massive nostalgia, and it's within the dream, like i've been there before. it's always sort of hazy and hard to explain in a sense of logic, why? but I know when I dream and visit it it's a feeling of comfort that i've never been to except in these recurring dreams.
The worst dreams for me is stress dreams where things are going out of control and there isn't much you can do about it.
Hi, yes I have exactly the same. In my case there is a very specific cliff and a rocky bay. I feel like it might exist irl. That feeling of nostalgia and comfort is very recognizable.
Fascinating, I think we have similar experiences.
my worst nightmare was when i was in a world, identical to this reality, but I had never seen a Lindybeige video
Aww
honestly that would be my dream, id get to watch them all again for the very first time
Pathetic 😒
@@davidGKK7861 You do realize it is a joke, correct?
You should take up comedy.
They say you can't die in your dreams, but I do. Once in a dream a bomb went off. I felt a preety severe burning sensation as I was flung through the air and gradually felt the pain lessen as my consciousness dulled to a point where perception ceased, and I suppose I was just asleep again until morning.
Also the first dream I remember happened when I was 4 and a dinosaur came barreling out of the woods and bit be in half. That dream wss in third person, and I watched my lifeless bottom half drop to the ground before waking up in a very disturbed state.
When I die or get attacked in my dreams I sometimes wake up into another dream... it gets really confusing with multiple nested awakenings
I’ve had some lovely dreams; one in particular was being in a sort of walking convoy, walking into a lovely valley. The worst was on the coast on a pier with horrible huge slimy slug monsters emerging from the sea.
They were real waves in slow motion.
Starting when I was real young, all my dreams became lucid dreams. I think I trained myself to do that so I wouldn't have to suffer through nightmares and instead could direct things in a more positive direction when they started getting too crazy. A lot of my dreams also feel connected like I'm actually traveling to an alternate universe or life. Actually quite fun.
seeing a loved one whos been dead for several years is nice
This all depends on context really.😂
Sadly for me I don't realize they are gone until I wake up. So in the dream I can't appreciate it and once I wake I just feel the sense of loss all over again.
the way you described hearing in dreams and the usual lack of most senses besides simply "knowing" is very much my experience of it
I read about a guy in prison who was having nightmares about giant cockroaches dressed as prison guards force-feeding him the disgusting prison meat (Coloquially known among prisoners as "Red death"). All aspects of the dream were present in his real life (Cockroaches were a real issue, guards were often abusive and Red Death was served in chow), but these aspects seem to have been organized by his brain in a very horrifying negative way.
The most freaky nightmare I had was being eaten by an ornate killer tea cup. I am not joking, it is a dream that I had as an art student!
I hope some milk went in first.
I would had made some art out of it 😄
14:00 Ooh! Story time - most _interesting_ dream I've ever had was one where I turned into a dragon and flew off - somewhere, I forget; I think it was some sort of wizard castle plagiarised off the TV. This might not sound particularly interesting, but in contrast to what's been said in the video, my dreams _do_ tend to be fairly strong sensory experiences. Which meant that not only was I treated to the quite disconcerting sensation of having my body change shape _and size,_ but I could also feel the wind under and around my wings as I flew. Air currents, spot turbulence, pressure differential between upper and lower flight surfaces - the whole thing. Also, I had wings, in the traditional fantasy dragon sense, so there was the experience of suddenly having six limbs to deal with. The wonder and excitement of that flying sensation sort of cancelled out the vague unpleasantness of being a large, winged reptile when I wasn't accustomed to being really any of those things, so I wouldn't call it a nightmare, but nor was it really a good dream. Just altogether very strange.
I'm 36 years old and I've never once had a nightmare in my entire life. I've had dreams that excited me, dreams that angered me, irritated me, made me laugh, or feel depressed, but never once have I had a dream that scared me. To be honest, I feel kinda cheated. I'm an adrenaline junkie at heart and I love getting scared. It's the reason I worked as a skydiving instructor for a few years (And stopped doing it BECAUSE it wasn't scary anymore). I'd love to have the odd scary dream now and again.
I once had a dream about vegetarian zombies....still confused the hell out of me
“GRAIINSSSS…”
@arkdeniz in my dream it was CARROOOOOTS LOL
The ultimate weapon against the Triffids.
Excellent thumbnail. Must be said
My most common dreams by an order of magnitude is that i wake up, check the time, it's way after I'm supposed to be awake, then the panic causes me to wake up for real, check the time again, it's exactly halfway between when i fell asleep and when im supposed to wake up, then i go to sleep again.
This can happen several times in a night on rare occasions, and it's the most annoying shit.
Oogh - I get the _opposite_ type of dream, in which I dream that I wake up, get out of bed, have breakfast, get ready to do whatever thing it is that I needed to do that day, and then wake up at about 1PM or something and discover that I had only actually managed to get as far as switching the alarm clock off and falling back to sleep.
@@LordJazzly I used to get that, but it stopped after I started using one of those alarm clock challenge apps
I always dream that I'm late for work. Sometimes I try to text to tell them but I can't make my phone work properly, or I'll write the text and when I read it it's just gibberish. In the last one, I had spent 35 mins trying to text ahead and realised I would have already arrived at work if I hadn't spent so long trying to tell them I was late lol
Sometimes it's more bizarre, like I'll just be in a jungle in Italy but I've got work later that day and I can't get phone signal
After my granddad died, I had my most vivid and last ever nightmare.
My entire extended family are walking around a big garden. Everyone is walking alone in random directions with their heads down. Nobody is speaking, they're all just aimlessly shuffling around. I'm the only one with their head up. I'm standing at the end of the garden, looking around for anyone else with their head up.
After some time, I finally meet someone's gaze in the distance. It's my grandad. As soon as I make eye contact, my perspective is abruptly dragged up close to his face, like a camera being pulled along a dolly track.
He opens his mouth to tell me something, and I wake up.
Haven't had a nightmare since, almost 15 years later.
I'd say the best dreams I've had were where my dead pets were somehow visiting me from beyond the grave, and in the dreams I was aware that they were dead and never coming back but somehow I got to have this brief, fleeting time where I got to see them again. As for the worst dream I've ever had, I don't want to go into specific details, but in the dream I killed someone, and as I was doing it it seemed like it was absolutely necessary, but immediately after it was done I realized that it hadn't been necessary at all and I had just committed murder, and several people had witnessed it but they were all on my side so instead of making me face justice they were going to manipulate the evidence to make it look as if it had been necessary.
Just as idea - when you change topic/new argument, a newline is helpful for structuring, and makes the text not such a frightening, discouraging giant monolithic block.
As for your bad dream - that is pretty much the standard plot of action movies.
It is usually a lone wolf hero that in total self-justice takes his .45 and blows the brains out of the oh so evil villain's head - and gets away with it, and gets the girl.
Because all are happy (as the moviegoer) because the villain was SOOOO evil
and the institutions that should have caught him were
bound by law, by organization, incompetent, or corrupt -
they NEVER make it.
The pattern is EVERYwhere - Dirty Harry, Die Hard, Lethal Weapon - but even e.g. in "Open Country" two cowboys (Kevin Costner and Robert Duvall) set out to revenge their murdered friend and exterminate a whole organization that runs the town, all alone.
Only at the VERY end the citizens of the city step in and finalize the villain.
Fits somehow to YOUR plot, or? ;-))
I have dreams occasionally of trying to make it back to the safety of my home while being chased and being aware that I am not going to make it in time and will caught before I can get to safety.
No one wants to hear someone talk about their dreams… unless it’s Lindybeige telling you
I had some very cool adventure dreams that I remember vividly to this day. One where I was a superhero in some kind of scifi universe. I could fly and jump very high and the environments were breathtaking.
My worst nightmare was when: one of my teachers went literally mad and escaped the asylum with a bow and arrow and found me when I was playing outside and he shot an arrow through the backside of my knee and I saw the tip of the arrow protrude throught my kneecap. I felt the pain and immediately woke up in sheer terror and could feel that imaginary wound for the rest of the day.
Funnily enough he wasn't even a bad or frightening teacher. I was on good terms with him and he was very liked by the students, me included. So him going completetly murerously mad probably compounded the scary factor.
Have you ever had a dream with preloaded memory? That is, the dream starts in a place, but you can remember how you got to that place. The dream of the journey to that place didn't actually exist, yet you can still remember it... Sleep is a phenomenon that is not fully explained. It seems that we need sleep because we have a part in our brain that dictates that we need sleep. In some cases, when there is trauma in that area, a person no longer needs sleep. Why were we designed this way? My theory is the following: so that God can transmit a direct message to you when it is necessary to convey that message. By the way, those dreams are not forgotten.
horrible to imagine waking up French!
Beats waking up British.
It's sickening and unfair that people like Lloyd have to suffer that every morning.
I literally dreamed about napoleon pursuing me. I woke up thinking he was on horseback, sabre above his head, horse naying, cannon firing, chasing me. I woke mid dream and yelled out "FUCK OFF NAPOLEON!" my wife told me no more Empire Total War
Falling asleep as French should surely be enough punishment for one man to bear. Let alone waking up as French, doesn't bear thinking about!!!😂
@@carabatzis25 He had a cannon on his horse? lols
That might be the most British thing to ever have been said
I used to remember more of my dreams, and rather vividly. As I have gotten older, I remember fewer of them, and only then in snippets.
But some of the ones I remembered as a kid I still remember to this day! One of my earliest is when I was a tadpole, and I met my sister who was also a tadpole. Then from above the water's surface, we heard our mother calling for us, and I looked to see a large frog! It was great!
There was also an incident in which I asked my father about feeding the large raccoon kept in one of the empty dog kennels, and everyone looking at me like I was crazy. Eventually we worked out that I had dreamt it but it was so vivid and used so many things that did happen in real life that it was to me like a memory of something real instead of a dream. There was and had never been a large raccoon kept in the kennels.
Probably one of my best though was an epic story in which I was from a long bloodline who passed down this huge and powerful magical sword, basically a massive claymore with this very large ruby crystal in the center of the hilt. The sword was so big and heavy that it was impractical as a weapon to anyone not of our bloodline, since the strongest men could barely lift it much less use it effectively---but for those of my bloodline, when we touched it the gem would glow and we could swing it one-handed as lightly as a foil. Luckily, we were very benevolent rulers of a prosperous nation, and beloved by our people. In this dream, I was riding with my best friend Travis (who was my actual best friend sleeping not far away from me as I had this dream while on a camping trip) when our kingdom was attacked from the sea by a coalition of rival nations who wanted the sword for themselves. We raced back to find the city sacked and burning, my uncle wielding the sword which immediately told me my father had been killed. As I approached, the sword grew heavy in his hands since I had the more direct lineage, and so he passed it to me, but he was immediately cut down. With his loss, I became the last surviving member of the bloodline. I would have been cut down also if not for my friend Travis. We fought as best we could but I took an arrow to my left shoulder and then a poleaxe gutted me. As I fell, the gem flashed brightly and I found myself being pulled onto a table by a grotesque man, before I lost consciousness. I awoke briefly to see this man sewing up organs inside my gaping abdomen, with a glimpse of the room being like a mixture of library and laboratory, while the only source of light was from the ceiling which was a red glass dome. I lost consciousness several times and would wake to see the man sewing up some organ or closing up wounds entirely. I also noticed that the dome ceiling showed the scene of battle where I had fallen, my friend Travis fighting off men from all directions and preventing them from attaining the sword. Once complete, he gave me a potion that he said was made from the blood of all those who had ever wielded the sword, and it healed me completely. I opened my eyes to find myself holding the sword once more and it was suddenly my turn to save Travis, and with the power of this sword we managed to fight through and secure the defenses and eventually drive out the invaders. I mean this dream was like a movie, and I remember most of it as if I had just had it last night (telling the real Travis about the dream when I woke up probably helped).
My worst nightmare was brought on after having had a repeat nightmare, with some minor differences one to another but some things relatively constant. We were driving down a country road during a wicked thunderstorm in a white station wagon (we never had a white station wagon) when we see a rather cartoonish-looking hotel on top of a hill as it was silhouetted by lightning flashes. Basically a Scooby-Doo style cliché haunted hotel. We go there to see a man who looked like Inspector Clouseau give us keys to a room. As we go there, I look in one room that the door was cracked open to see a girl on the top bunk of a bed straight out of the movie Evil Dead. No matter how much I tell everyone I do not want to stay there...we stay there. I awake to the sun shining in the windows but no one is around. As I search for my parents, there is a shadow of a man that I keep seeing but I never see the man. He has a wide brimmed hat and a trench coat. This shadowy nightmare appeared in several other dreams as well but these repeat dreams were the beginning. I called him The Man in Black (which I think I got from a Twilight Zone episode). In these dreams, I eventually find my parents murdered and the Man in Black laughing hysterically, obviously he was the murderer. In another dreams I saw the Man in Black shadow creeping across the wall in impossible ways due to the source of the light, and he came for me, and as his shadow reached mine he would choke or stab me. In dreams you rarely actually get stabbed or killed, because you wake up, right? So anyway, all of this is the leadup to the worst one of them all: in real life I would climb to the roof of our house in the summertime because the breeze was nice there, and it was without mosquitoes. In the dream, I went to the edge and tapped on the bay window to the living room, but then pulled back. My sister was inside and she could not tell where the sound was coming from and she was frightened, and I was getting a huge kick out of it. But then my perspective changed, where instead of my point of view being me on the roof, it became me as if I were sitting in a tree nearby watching the me on the roof antagonizing my sister. From that POV I saw The Man in Black appear over the peak of the roof an make his way towards me---just a shadow on the shingles but when his hands reached my feet, they lifted me up and dropped me to the ground headfirst. I watched my body crumple, my head smashed open, by neck broken, a slight twitch as I died, while this Man in Black held his hands out cackling with glee. I could see my sister screaming in terror as she watched me fall from inside the window. And then I saw the Man in Black hold out an arm and point to the version of me that was the spectator in the tree, and for the first time in any of these dreams he spoke, and he said "I am coming for you!" I woke up screaming in terror and woke up everyone in the house! DAMN it was so intense, and I still remember it way too vividly.
BTW I can count on two fingers the number of times my romantic fantasy dreams have ever turned pornographic---usually they just allude to something happened, or I wake up before it happens. Only two but at least I got you beat! ;)
Those nightmares… they’re genuinely terrifying.
I quite often get those dreams when I'm aware that I'm dreaming but I'm still somewhat bound by the internal logic of the dream; I aways atributed that to being a massive Monty Python fan. So I try to make my in-dream goals as random as I can manage to see where will the dream take me, which can have some amusing results but it usually just devolves into shopping for cucumber-scented kerosene for my dad. Thankfully my dream operates on the 90s economy so all petrol stations still sell kerosene, though it's usually strawberry-scented (but gingerbread-flavoured).
I keep having dreams about my ex. Dreaming about my old life with her and the happy moments we shared together. Then I wake up in bed alone in a world where I have no I one I’m as close with as I was with her.
The loneliest mornings ever. I wish those dreams would stop.
nearly half of my life ago and still happening for me. less frequently over time but still
actually happened when I slept after making this comment lol
the new thumbnail goes so hard vs the original
I once wanted to embrace my wife when she was sleeping, and she hissed at me and pretended to attack me with catlike claws. Turns out she was dreaming that she was fighting cat mummies. Don't know why that meant that she also had to pretend to be a cat, but apparently it was a quite awesome dream. As well as a bit of a shock to poor old me.
Book of questions Lloyd wisdom is the philosophical discourse we need today!
In my early 20s I used to regularly have "adventure" dreams. They would often be wild and outlandish, sometimes more realistic, sometimes like a Michael Bay movie but they were consistently so vivid and realistic that I would legitimately need several minutes after I awoke to sort out what had actually happened in real life and what was a dream. This was true for even the things which you would obviously think are dreams (like a square kilometer of earth rising out of the ground as a giant ship) because they were just so incredibly vivid.
As for my worst nightmare its up to two. One of them wasn't actually scary during the dream. It was rather mundane, just like any other day of my life. But then I woke up, woah that was weird. So I start my day and within a short amount of time (but long enough to see other people and talk to them) I woke up. This happened again. And again. By this point I didn't know it but I was actually awake but at the time I wasn't quite entirely sure if I was still dreaming. Man, the first time I interacted with another human was fucking weird as I just sat there wondering if this person was real or not. I even thought about acting out in some violent way to make "the dream" end. This is probably the closest I've ever come to true insanity.
As for a nightmare that was actually frightening while it happened, I experienced something which is quite rare but well documented as a real phenomenon. I awoke in the night, but I was still under the effects of sleep paralysis so I was unable to move. This is a real thing that happens every night when you sleep to keep you from moving around while you dream but usually it goes away when you wake up. Not only that, but even in my awakened state I was also still dreaming. In other words, hallucinating while awake due to natural processes gone awry. Unfortunately this wasn't a pleasant dream (as this type often isn't, due to the sleep paralysis and accompanying fear of that). The world shimmered and began to merge with a desert almost like another plane of reality was connecting with our own. But this other reality was inhabited what I can only describe as a demon of shadow and as it screeched in ascending volume I thought I was going to be sucked into this hell. Then I awoke completely. I knew immediately it was all a dream but I was so shaken by the experience that I couldn't go back to sleep for the rest of the night and had to call out of work the next day.
The moment he told the dream about the tooth, one of my teeth started hurting.
Loose teeth is pretty much a standard thing and has a meaning. I dream a lot about sorting and re-organising toys. I understand that I'm internally house cleaning and just go with the flow.
@@ABrit-bt6ce this is like the joke about the guy cleaning the house of his Sims avatar and then realizing he has not cleaned his own room🪃
Having experienced the joy that is sleep paralysis, I have to say that waking up trapped in my own body with no way to even escape or signal for help is my worst nightmare. Just typing it out gave me chills.
Wow. I can relate to that. I thought I was the only person that had that dream. I can’t say that I experienced joy in having that dream. I reoccurs and it’s so real and scary. I can’t cry out for help. I hate those dreams.
I can relate as well although after a while I started being able to calm down my self
Might just be me, but I tend to only get sleep paralysis after I wake up around 4-6am and fall asleep a 2nd time. I don’t think I’ve ever had it in my first sleep cycle.
@@joem4939 Same although I haven't had it in a couple of years- knock on wood. For me it was typically when I woke up in the middle of a sleep cycle and I'm falling back to sleep.
Sleep paralysis is on another level than regular nightmares. For me they tend to occur when I've slept poorly or too little for some reason.
Nice job with the thumbnail! Truly an underrated art form!
Not an incredibly bad or good dream - but last night I dreamt of a card at my local library inside a case a bit like a wallet that had drained the souls of 2.5 million people. Huh.
this was a really dope video! dreams are pretty cool and we dont really get to hear alot about them unless googling / reddit or something. thanks for making this one!!
In my dreams I can run and jump off hills and fly to the ground. Then I am lost. lol
Falling dreams are bad until you learn to miss the ground. I tend to move about in my dreams these days like i'm in a really low gravity environment.
My worst dream, when I was 5, I was shot by AK47 in Kindergarten in soviet union.
Are you from the soviet union? i had one with my leg getting blown off from a mine or cluster munition.
@@mandowarrior123 yes I was born in Soviet Estonia.
That was very specific
Some hidden childhood trauma?
What a funny dream you must of saw an ak in your youth being fired at some point and it had quite the impact on you
Sounds like you dreamt you were in current day occupied Ukraine.
Best dream(s) have been the few where I have been able to fly. Worst have been the ones where bad things happen to people I care about; usually because I failed them.
the best dreams are the ones that trick my senses into believing I'm eating nice food.
I believe Lovecraft said he got most of his stories from his dreams.
Nightmares
Im guessing the whole dream cycle thing?
It might be a self-reinforcing phenomenon. I sometimes dream as a character from my books (with that character's way of thinking, memories, motivations, etc).
Plus, I think that not all dreams are auto-erasable dribble. I remember several (definitely not real) places where I come back in my dreams from time to time. Moreover, these places transform over the years.
So I think it's like when you turn on your very old cell phone with a really obscure interface, and you suddenly remember how it worked, and how you need to operate it. Normally you can't casually address this knowledge or even acknowledge it's existence. But it's there. It can evolve or decay over time, if used
@@evennot i had a dream that was so vivid it was almost real. I wrote it down as best I could, and for quite a long time I couldn’t determine if it was my invention or something I’d read. Then i picked up a Lovecraft compilation from the library and it was one of his stories, i must have read it when i was a kid and forgotten about it. What triggered me to dream about it years later is a mystery.
Falling in a tube with razors in the wall of the tube, that's a recurring one of the bad ones
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I used to have sleep paralysis a bunch when I was a kid, those are the scariest damn things you could ever imagine. Pure terror.
I have no musical/notation skills, and I wake up with a good, original piece of music in my mind every third night or so. Because there's no way to preserve them, it's rather bittersweet!
one time when i was sleeping, i had fallen asleep with my arm sticking upwards. so i woke up and couldn't feel my arm, and i automatically in response to not feeling my arm pulled it downwards. but since i couldn't feel it, it had alot of force behind it, and i smacked it right in my own balls
"It's a good thing we don't remember dreams because they're tosh" he says and then proceeds to passionately rave about a dozen amazing dreams he had decades ago...
I rarely have nightmares, but when I do it is usually the same topics over and over. Like one thing I dream is being in the army again and feeling cold, miserable (I had my basic training in the winter) and degraded again. But my time in the army is almost 20 years ago now, so mostly when I dream that now I quickly realize that I did all this already and it makes no sense to be here again and I would even be much older than any of my drill sergeants etc. and then suddenly the nightmare turns into a lucid dream because you have the power to just walk away or do anything. So cool.
My worst nightmares are memories,of misinterpreting female advantages and lost opportunities for relationships. I'm happily married, but still get cold sweats.
Family has always been my main focus, so i've always taken it seriously. I somehow feel i'm ruining THEIR lives in my dream.
I just can't shake being haunted by early learning experiences sometimes.
I love this series so much
i woke up from a sad dream today crying ! and then i see this video ! LOL good to see u again lindy
the dream was me and a ex girl friend of mine at some store and i did something to upset her. Dont know what, she then ran away and i went on this long journey following her trail , lost her again at a school bus platform in the crowd , and then i was lead by arrows on the ground to what felt like was her house . I look around the house and eventually find these disc shaped seed looking things , and i felt like she was inside the seed and i needed to plant her ? and it all culminated with me ending up in some room with black water , matter fact everything was black and white it felt . And her mother was performing a ceremony on her . We were standing in this pool of black water and the screams were horrific . Ones of excitement , her mother was singing some sort of song and dancing wildly and was just super animated in her cadence and movements . Howling with excitement . I was covering my eyes in the dream bc the scene distressed me so much , i only peeked a bit . When it was over my ex girl friend was turned into a cat . And it felt like the cat didnt know who i was . There was other cats there as well. It was a terrible sad feeling , i woke up crying feeling like i had lost her all over again . What the HELLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!! i went to park and meditated and prayed and i feel better now but WOW . my therapist will be hearing about this one.
i wonder why nightmares about teeth falling out so common
Once had a terrible dream that I was French, all the worse because I don’t speak the French language though I am familiar with the French tongue.
Terrible attempt at humor aside, I recently had a dream that I'd count as among the best. My whole family and I were at my mother's house, having a great time together, laughing, visiting, eating. My Dad was there, too; the tricky part there is that he died a few months ago after a terrible and brief fight with cancer. But he was there, and he was talking and making witty remarks and such, though no one seemed to notice. He was mostly watching. I got the feeling that, because he was dead, no one saw him, and he was enjoying witnessing us being together happily, and occasionally pretending to interact with us just for the fun of it. But I was the only one who noticed him.
At one point, he made eye-contact with me, smiled, and put his finger to his lips, "Shhh, don’t let on." It was only then I realized within the dream that it was a dream.
Loving these "question" vids! Also, the more you reveal about your life, the more I think that you're the most British British guy I've ever heard of!
I have this weird tell that I'm dreaming. O can't for the life of me use a phone for ANYTHING useful. Can't dial emergency numbers or text whatever it is. I just can't put in the right number or letterm. It's usually so infuriating it actually wakes me up...
You remember so many more dreams than I do.
I am one of the people that have Aphantasia. That means I cannot see any images when I close my eyes. This I found out quite early in my 68years when at primary school other children and teachers talked about dreams. To me I fall asleep then the next second it is morning. I went to Oxford medical something or another and tested on my days off work. Not paid anything for my over 3 hour round trip, so after many times going I stopped. I cannot even see a image of my daughters in my mind. All good though having a great life.
I have the same feeling that I'm aware that I'm dreaming. This makes me enjoy most of what I would classify as a nightmare. The only ones I truly don't like are the ones when I feel like I'm falling. But I used to have those more often when I was younger.
Before watching: Lindy dreams of being a dashing medieval knight in shining armor gallivanting across the countryside. People greet him with cheers and well wishes, but hold on a minute why are they talking french to him..?
Oh no.
i used to have nightmares and someone suggested i should try to control them and after a while i got wet dreams all the time
I have to disagree that dreams are drivel . I have had very profound dreams, inspirational dreams, sacred dreams, creative dreams, prophetic dreams, dreams where I found answers to problems I had in waking life, magical dreams…. They are anything but drivel in my life.❤️🤗🐝
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I think the loose tooth thing is universal since we all go through it as a child, and the associated worry and embarrasment that comes with it.
I really need to stop reading the post-scripts.
Now I'll have nightmares about waking up French for months!
My best dream happened in my early twenties. I dreamt of walking down the hallway of my old highschool building. Its blue walls and brown wooden doors with dirt, inscriptions, etc. Noise and rattling of highschoolers, smell of fresh morning pastry mixed with girls perfume...
Then I leaned to a wall and scratched it with my fingernails.
Dream bursts like soap water bubbles and I was awake in my bed contemplating on what happened.
Had a dream when i was a young child where i was trapped in a cave or something, and i woke up to find myself actually trapped. I had a small panic attack then realised I’d somehow crawled to the foot of the bed, back then my mother used to tuck the blankets in really tight on three sides.
As an adult my worst ever nightmare had something to do with saving my kids. I can’t remember it exactly, but i could only save one of them. escaping a house fire or something.
Who's the lucky favorite child?
@@sdfggdfg5fgdfg i woke up, feeling dreadful. I rarely remember my dreams but that one left me shaking slightly. But I guess it would be the one that ticked me off least that day😜
The dreams you have as a child when you’re trapped in a school or an airport or a really boring place and you’re desperate for the loo.
And it’s a really boring public place because then all you can think about is how much you need the loo and its public so there’s a lot of urgency as you don’t want to wet yourself informer of people and all the doors to the public conveniences are locked so you decide to sneakily wee in a pot plant or the corner of a room where no one can see you because you’re actually in pain at this point.
And then you wake up and you’ve wet the bed….
Those were the worst dreams because they had real world consequences and when I was a child I didn’t know I was dreaming and felt like my mind had betrayed and cheated me in order to embarrass me.
When I was a kid I had a period of returning series of nightmares which I can only describe as a feeling of incoming, inevitable, irreversible doom, the feeling that not only my life but existance of all things is about to end and I can't do anything about it. I don't remeber any particular visions in this dreams except three: playing cards, horses and hole in the ground. Only this dreadful feeling. Each time I woke up with a scream.
I'm lucky to have the ability to alt f4 nightmares before the boogieman gets me.
Lindy is the epitome of honesty
Recently I've had a lot of nuke dreams, me suddenly witnessing a nuke going off some kilometers away and me waiting for the blast to reach and destroy me, the dream ends when it hits me.
Just like Sarah Conner in Terminator 2.
@@emv5289 yeah i mean movies like Terminator 2 and Oppenheimer etc. Have given me a great visual idea of what could happen, so the dreams feel very real, atleast I don't have to experience my retinas burning up and later my body being burnt to a crisp and blown into bits, my brain doesn't know how that would feel luckily so I presume it's hard to dream about it
when I was reading about Soviet history I would always dream about nuclear war and it was always really disturbing. It had a sort of serene, sublime, beauty, combined with sadness and despair. Really unlike any other dreams I've had.
Great video.
I keep having a recurring dream about finding secret passages in my grandparents' basement. Sometimes it's just finding a hidden door or crawlspace that leads to another room (or a trapdoor that leads upstairs), but usually the dream involves going into extra rooms that don't actually exist. The size and number of the extra rooms changes every time - it might be just an extra laundry room and office, or there might be an underground mansion that goes down for several levels. Once, I found a hallway that led to an entire cathedral - I think my subconscious had decided that Euclidean geometry was optional that time. And sometimes I'll dream about walking around outside their house, but the neighborhood has been slightly rearranged.
There are also two recurring nightmares I've had for many years. In the first, I will suddenly realize that I am very late for my next class, but I don't remember exactly which class it is or how to get to the room. Or I might start panicking because I realized I hadn't attended class in over a month. The other nightmare - which is by far the worst - is where I'm interrupted at work by somebody telling me that they just found out I didn't have enough academic credits to graduate high school, and they've come to take me back to school immediately.
I never have either so you're not alone.
I have extra vivid dreams and nightmares so much so I was part of a sleep study, one one my dreams was so horrific I needed therapy as a kid
maybe i should take part in some sleep studies because I dream for too long, too often, and too intensely every night
Please see my comment above. IMO, we need to understand that not all of what we dream is from within ourselves as this can lead to psychosis or even serious mental disorders.
@@garypowell8638 are you doctor? Talk to me when you doctor
Being aware you are dreaming sounds so alien to me. Best I can do is one time I thought "What!? This all doesn't even make any sense! How can it be like that!?", then waking up and thinking "Oh. Allright, that's why. Silly dreams…"
I frequently have nightmares and they range in type. I always remember the worst of them.
The worst single horror nightmare? Its cliche but i was being stalked in my own father's home by a disembodied toothy smile. I passed by a corridor with a door and was grappled by seemingly nothing but that face, and i woke screaming.
I still remember one childhood dream of mine, I was like 5/6 years old or something?
Where I walked across a field surrounded by forests.
As I got near the tree line, there was ditch going down, I looked down it.
Suddenly a lion leaped at me and I woke up... 😅
Your bed at night dream reminded me of one where I was sleeping in the dream and woke up in it to a sudden hooded figure dragging me down by my feet. I kept trying to gain purchase upon the objects around me to no avail. Then I woke up for real to me being in my regular position, still covered by my blanket.
interesting fact is that to improve dream recall, when you wake up just stay very still and think about your dreams. If you move, your brain goes into awake mode and forgets them quicker. Also after you've remembered them, writing them down in a dream journal helps to improve future recall of dreams :)
I get weird loose tooth dreams too. actually usually in mine, they fall out, and I desperately panickingly try to shove them back into my gums
I also often know when I'm dreaming. But i have had nightmares where i had the "sense of reality" I only have when I'm awake, while some impossible monstrosity was approaching me. I remember thinking in horror "wait this thing is real?!"
I do not suffer nightmares, but once I had a wasp as big as my hand on ny head. The dream lasted for a day in distorted dream time and I was constantly looking for the bug spray that had vanished from my cabinet.
All my dreams are fun for me, even that "nightmare". I always get immersed and never ask myself whether I am sleeping.
My worst Nightmare was I lived in Birmingham.
Could have been worse, it was not London 😂
Or Portsmouth so I’m told
Birmingham is so broke they've turned off the street lighting and have the highest Child poverty in the U.K.
A new 3rd World Country - Britain!
Panic on the streets of London. Panic on the streets of Birmingham
@@Stray___ Why?
Is Rish! staying?
Or is he sending you to Ukraine?
Either way - Hey!
My best dream was about the afterlife being a series of distractions and obstacles, getting past them all meant either reincarnation or revival. Where you stopped essentially chose your heaven or hell.
The only nightmare I can remember right now was some Grudge/Ring like ghost girl coming out of my bathroom and me thinking 'ugh, a nightmare' and waking up.
My worst dream was of sitting in my families old conservatory, surrounded by close family members, while my head cracked like a raw egg. Family worried and trying to help and making it worse. Has stuck with me for years.
The dreams that bother me most, is where I say complete uncorrect things, that I think are correct in the dream, but I know 100% that are wrong in real life.
For example (real example, but I change the words, as original dream was in German). Somebody asks me "What is Haggis?"
I respond "Well, it is a traditional scottish food blah blah" (I explain it perfectly"
Then I add "Haggis it is also when you throw a special party to celebrate a sports event"
WTF? How do I come to that friggin idea? In the dream I am totally proud of myself.
Also saying that music from the Beatles is from Beethoven or that Monaco is in Southamerica.
I'll never forget having a dream where my art teacher meandered over to me in class and said "you have to turn it off." He just kept repeating it until I woke up and realised I'd left the computer on.
I once had a dream with such an excellent story, it could have been a very successful movie. I remember waking up in the middle of the night thinking "I should write that down! ... Meh, I'm going to do that tomorrow morning." So I fell asleep again. When I woke up the next morning I could still remember my amazement because of that awesome dream. I could also remember the thought of writing it down in the morning. What I could not remember was even a second of that dream... What was the dream about? Was it actually as good as I thought half-asleep? Or was that thought part of the dream? Had I even woken up? ... I will never know.
Althought i agree with your view to NOT follow your dreams because they are dribble and detached from reality, i still think they can be very useful as a compass of your mind and feelings, because sometimes people can only see things they are truly feeling or thinking in their dreams. Also they make for incredibly great art inspiration.
“Which I consider, most unfair” 😂😂
Sweaty toothed ? That's a phrase that will stick with me for a long time
I find that if I actually "hear" within a dream, it tends to wake me up.
(As opposed to just understand what is being said)
Ooh! _Actual_ dreams and nightmares?
Well, the most enjoyable dream is easy. It involved someone who I happened to find very attractive at the time revealing that they also felt that attraction, mutually; there were various other sorts of revealings, and feelings, and altogether a lot of mutuality; of course then I woke up and had to deal with those awkward images floating around in my mind for the next fortnight or so, which caused me a bit of second-hand embarrassment when I had to meet the person in question in real life.
Worst nightmare... is a really weird one, because it was one of those recurring dreams, and the nature of the dream made its recurrence worse and more disconcerting every time. Over the span of about six months, I had a recurring nightmare that involved me living and re-living that particular six months of my life, somewhere in the order of a few thousand times. In the nightmare, I had no understanding of why it was happening, how it had started, or what would end it - just that my life had somehow been reduced to a six-month stretch of time on infinite loop. I've had nightmares about all sorts of more conventional horrors, but the sheer, maddening existential _wall_ that repeatedly dreaming about a time-loop scenario slams one's head into... it was not nice. The only worse feeling is the one I get from dreaming about being someone or something that is uncomfortably different from myself, but that's usually so nasty that it jolts me awake.
(I dreamt _of_ several thousand re-livings of that six-month period, by the way; I'm not claiming to have had and remembered several thousand dreams within half a year. The nightmares that I recall probably don't number more than about two dozen. As for how I could dream of re-living a fixed time period before I'd lived through it once? I was on student exchange; I knew where I was going to be living and when I'd have to move on, since there was a variety of paperwork spelling out those dates.)