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faces, almost always, but sometimes they are a mix up, as in I think I know who it is, but it is not, I remember bits and peices each morning but that fades and I have dreams in a similar locale, usually 3 to 4, that seem to rotate based on the dream, odd, yes, https://chandlersfirearms.com/chesterfield-armament/ | |||
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You are having much better quality sleep, specifically REM (rapid eye movement) sleep, the stage in which we dream. _________________________ “Remember, remember the fifth of November!" | |||
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It is kinda crazy. How to inject a dragon with four gallons? I had to strap a large syringe (two gallons) on each shoulder blade and dressed in a 'squirrel' gliding suit. Hopped in to a catapult and let it rip! Glided in to the leg of the dragon kamikaze style while it was sleeping. Splat! (runs like hell). When painting the sign for the space colony, Had to list the composition of the atmosphere: Nitrogen 85% Oxygen 15% Hydrogen 0% Hexane 0% Pressure 15 PSI The fun part is that after I woke up, I didn't know what Hexane was. Had to look it up. 0% is good. The colony was good for another six months. Turns out, the aliens were taking the members of the space colony to grind them up and use as fuel. I remember driving the colony into the side of their ship to depressurize it. We were at 15 PSI. They were at 50. The pressure drop caused their eyes and tongue to swell up so bad, they suffocated before dying in the vacuum of space. After that they smelled really bad! My only problem with carrying dreams like this or remembering such vivid detail is that I can't get any real sleep at all. I rarely feel more rested than I did when trying to lay down the night before. | |||
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Supersig, I remember friends experiencing similar stories back in the 80’s. But they weren’t sleeping and their eyes weren’t closed. Dilated perhaps, but not closed. ![]() | |||
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Sometimes, but usually not. However, I do seem to know who they are. _________________________________________________________________________ “A man’s treatment of a dog is no indication of the man’s nature, but his treatment of a cat is. It is the crucial test. None but the humane treat a cat well.” -- Mark Twain, 1902 | |||
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Yeah, maybe so. At least they could have turned theirs off. | |||
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Oh yeah, theirs was self induced. I at least hope yours are mostly pleasant. My one question is why did the ships have to be depressurized to a vacuum? The vacuum of space? | |||
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Well, I think I remember their control room being isolated from the rest of the ship. As I was painting the sign, all of the dignitaries and pageantry were commencing to board. The sign I had to paint had to match the style of theirs. White rectangle with black letters in all caps. That was when I noticed they were at a much higher pressure than our colony. The colony was fashioned out of a small moon (about the size of Stone Mountain) and had multiple outposts, but nothing in it could sustain the 50 PSI atmosphere they had. I wouldn't have lasted long at that pressure either. They had anchored upon us and ordered the evacuation. The colonists were entering the ship on a conveyor belt. It went for about twenty yards and turned right. Immediately unloading the unsuspecting colonists into a large grinder in a round steel pit. I got back to the colony and had no way to detach them. My only thought was that if I rammed the colony into the ship, they may lose power and what few of my fellow colonists remained would be saved. To the control room... Lateral thrusters at full power! The bridge between the us and them was severed and they automatically sealed. The colony tore a huge hole in the side of the ship and everything went dark. I had to put a suit on and grabbed the biggest piece of shrapnel I could find (a steel rod) to go and have a chat. I originally just wanted to disable the ship, then realized that killing the alien crew would deter the next attempt. The only way I could get to them was with the ship depressurized. As I made it to their control room, the smell was awful and they had all died before I could finish them off. Honestly, I don't know why I can create, see, and remember dreams in such vivid detail. Mostly of things never experienced or otherwise nonexistent. Seems I can't forget much of it either. As I was typing this, every detail came back to me even though this was dreamt years ago. After that I had the next series of dreams to climb over the roof of a warehouse to see 'the most deadly crane in North America' before it was scrapped. It was roped off in a railyard. Bad news? The warehouse was on fire and smoke started billowing out from the ribs of the metal roofing. All of the flames were scarlet red. Then there was some 'thing' (alien, shard, singularity, I don't know) that slid through the roof and began to study me. It had no real shape or form and the surface had the appearance of a red mirror. I couldn't get out of there fast enough with all of the effort I could possibly put forth. My most recent series of dreams was the 1936 dragon porta-potty thing. I never went to the modern day park to find the cave that the dragon had lived in. I had poured the 4' concrete slab to prevent me from trying to go back. | |||
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Yes, most of the dreams I remember are very vivid and the people in them are very real, usually people I know well.
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Usually I see faces, but sometimes the faces are partially blurred. I have an idea who the person is, but am not ready to confront it. The blurring appears to be a protection method, so limit the fear my brain has to face. Most of my dreams are nightmares, but not always. Usually someone trying to kill me. Had one last week, I could not see the face well through the curtains but the person was trying to break in and kill me. I woke up with a pounding heart that would not settle down for half a day. -c1steve | |||
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The part of your brain that can "create" a face is turned off during sleep. So any faces you see in dreams must be someone you have seen in reality, as the faces can only come from your memories. Even if it was just a random passerby... | |||
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Normally, yes. But a few days ago, I had a bad dream about an estranged family member and her face was hidden from me. In the dream, it was purposeful on her part, but oddly enough it was in keeping with her nature and in the context of the dream. . | |||
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Yes. People I know. People I am thinking about while awake. ------- Trying to simplify my life... | |||
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Yes, I see faces. Last night I dreamt I was at a urinal pissing and to my left was a dog drinking from the other urinal and pissing on the floor...I have odd dreams from time to time. | |||
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