Let's Have a Nightmare

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I woke up yesterday about 3 hours too early and was so disturbed by what I dreamed that I could not sleep., because it
was so vivid. I searched the internet for the meaning of it and wasn't satisfied....

You all know I was in the Navy and the dream is set on a massive Naval ship. Freshly painted gray and white paint and
cream tiled floors and the ever present hum of gas turbine engines. Matt Damon's Jason Bourne is a killing machine
and my consciousness is with him as he methodically, kills members of the crew. There were crazy fight sequences like
in the movies where Bourne was just a little too fast and too skilled to be stopped. I felt nothing during the dream like
a machine feels nothing.

Then, I watched Bourne separate from me and killed people in the distance as I took a different turn and started
killing everyone I met. Handguns, shotguns. I was an execution machine and felt nothing. The sense I had was that I
had become like Bourne as though he had spawned a version of himself in me.

After I had killed 50 at least, one escaped my bullets but he stood afterwards from the floor and didn't run. He picked
up a gun and passed me as though I didn't exist and became a skilled killer himself as though he was infected with
what I had been infected. In the dream, I recognized a fellow killer, like a zombie recognizes another zombie and doesn't
attack each other.

I woke from the dream but wasn't distressed right away from it and that disturbed me. What the hell is wrong with
me? I thought. It's the next morning and I still can't get it from my mind.

What's your freakiest nightmare?
 
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I can’t think of the last dream I remember. I’ve read on that, it’s not uncommon... can be a lot of things, some not a concern, but among them low REM sleep.

Good topic. I wish I could add to it!
 
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I've had my share of nightmares. One stands above the rest. It effected me for days and I still shiver when I think back on it.

It was about 7 years ago. I had recently left a job and was starting a new one. My kids were two and four.

The dream itself wasn't terrible...in fact, I can't even remember it. It was the ending that leaves me shook.

I was cleaning my rifle and it discharged. I looked up and my son was standing there. About 2-3 years old. He had a small hole in his head and blood was starting to dribble out. He said three words..."nice shot daddy." Then went down. And I woke up in a fucking panic. Went straight to his room and hugged him.
 
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Juggs said:
I've had my share of nightmares. One stands above the rest. It effected me for days and I still shiver when I think back on it.

It was about 7 years ago. I had recently left a job and was starting a new one. My kids were two and four.

The dream itself wasn't terrible...in fact, I can't even remember it. It was the ending that leaves me shook.

I was cleaning my rifle and it discharged. I looked up and my son was standing there. About 2-3 years old. He had a small hole in his head and blood was starting to dribble out. He said three words..."nice shot daddy." Then went down. And I woke up in a fucking panic. Went straight to his room and hugged him.
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I know this is about nightmares but this is just beyond chilling.
 
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Juggs said:
I've had my share of nightmares. One stands above the rest. It effected me for days and I still shiver when I think back on it.

It was about 7 years ago. I had recently left a job and was starting a new one. My kids were two and four.

The dream itself wasn't terrible...in fact, I can't even remember it. It was the ending that leaves me shook.

I was cleaning my rifle and it discharged. I looked up and my son was standing there. About 2-3 years old. He had a small hole in his head and blood was starting to dribble out. He said three words..."nice shot daddy." Then went down. And I woke up in a fucking panic. Went straight to his room and hugged him.
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I know this makes me even more than a monster than I already am, but the "nice shot Daddy," slayed me.

I do understand how scary it is to have such a vivid dream that you check on those in the dream to see if they're ok....
 
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Chime in here dreamers. Or was it really that bad? :cool:
 
My nightmares, I tend to forget...but there's some dreams where I'm my own age, but in high school or middle school again, and I keep having teachers and students tell me I must be stupid or something.

They aren't nightmares...just depressing. I hated school; I had no friends after elementary.
 
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CGI_Ram said:
Chime in here dreamers. Or was it really that bad? :cool:
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C'mon CGI...you rarely sleep at night because of freaky nightmares...SHARE!
 
I had a dream I was an infant and one of those chicks in the boobie thread was my mother. And I was a bottle baby! That was a nightmare!
 
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