Dreams

[xSilverPhinx]

I was this long-legged pale dog who ran frantically towards a run-down abandoned hangar in the middle of a ghost town to attend a rally of "The Resistance", a political group in opposition to the current quasi-fascist government. There was a strong sense of urgency as we all left the hangar to fight for our liberty and rights. I was a dog.

...Yeah.

Then all of a sudden I was a a princess living in a wooden cabin in the woods with a small group of people. They were telling me what I should be doing and all their demands were driving me nuts. I forced myself t wake up.

I decided that was enough dreaming and went to wash the dishes at 6 in the morning. 

     

[Randy]

Okay Silver no more mushrooms for you either.

I woke up from a two hour nap. I had just gotten home from chemotherapy and I hadn't slept much last night so I crashed. I had a dream but now I can't remember any of it.

Maybe you can write a quasi-military fairy-tale from yours.

[No one]

Randy:
Okay Silver no more mushrooms for you either.

Can I have their share?

















Asking for a friend.

[Randy]

Randy:
Okay Silver no more mushrooms for you either.

Can I have their share?

Asking for a friend.

There's no telling what dreams you'll have No One. I'd be interested to find out. Here, have some!

[xSilverPhinx]

No shrooms were harmed in the making of my dreams.

[Sandra Craft]

I was this long-legged pale dog who ran frantically towards a run-down abandoned hangar in the middle of a ghost town to attend a rally of "The Resistance", a political group in opposition to the current quasi-fascist government. There was a strong sense of urgency as we all left the hangar to fight for our liberty and rights. I was a dog.

...Yeah.

   Sounds like the plot for a family-friendly movie.

I dreamed once that I had antlers.  Not that I was a deer, mind you, I was still just me but with a small pair of antlers growing out of my forehead.  Another time I dreamed that I was running swiftly and gracefully thru the forest on all fours -- still very much human.  It was fun.

[billy rubin]

obviously you were nordic in a previous life.

[hermes2015]

I've been sleeping fitfully for a week now, not because of dreams, but more like visions or hallucinations of doing a big painting. The details of the subject matter are very clear in my mind and I even see the size: 2 m high by 3 m wide. I know what's going to happen: this is going to hound me until I am compelled do it. Is this a sign of mental disturbance, or inspiration, or both?

[Randy]

I think it is a sign of an artistic individual. Are you going to do it?

[hermes2015]

I think it is a sign of an artistic individual. Are you going to do it?

I have certain interests and obsessions, but I don't know about being artistic. I will resist as long as possible, but probably will not be able to avoid doing it in the end. It won't be wasted — my ceilings are 3.3 m high and there are at least two 6 m walls available .

[Randy]

How often do you have these hallucinations? Also, have you ever painted anything before?

[hermes2015]

How often do you have these hallucinations? Also, have you ever painted anything before?

I used the word hallucinations, because I couldn't think of a better one. It's more an urge to do something that is so strong that I can almost feel myself doing it. I also have a very strong visual imagination, so I can imagine the end result down to fine details of colour and composition. Yes, I have been an amateur painter and sculptor for many years and have sold quite a few pieces.

[xSilverPhinx]

I was this long-legged pale dog who ran frantically towards a run-down abandoned hangar in the middle of a ghost town to attend a rally of "The Resistance", a political group in opposition to the current quasi-fascist government. There was a strong sense of urgency as we all left the hangar to fight for our liberty and rights. I was a dog.

...Yeah.

   Sounds like the plot for a family-friendly movie.

I hadn't thought of it that way!

I dreamed once that I had antlers.  Not that I was a deer, mind you, I was still just me but with a small pair of antlers growing out of my forehead.  Another time I dreamed that I was running swiftly and gracefully thru the forest on all fours -- still very much human.  It was fun.

Sounds both weird and fun.   

Oh great, I'm imagining a human being pronking around like an antelope now.

[xSilverPhinx]

How often do you have these hallucinations? Also, have you ever painted anything before?

I used the word hallucinations, because I couldn't think of a better one. It's more an urge to do something that is so strong that I can almost feel myself doing it. I also have a very strong visual imagination, so I can imagine the end result down to fine details of colour and composition. Yes, I have been an amateur painter and sculptor for many years and have sold quite a few pieces.

I know exactly what you're talking about! At least, I think I know. 

A few months back I had a series of dreams where the urge to tattoo a small, curved fine-line fern leaf or a single feather just behind my right ear was so strong that I almost gave into the impulse. While dreaming it just made so much sense and felt so right...I was absolutely decided I was going to get it.

However, every time I woke up and the 'brain brakes' went online again, the impulse faded significantly. It was just an impulse -- a very strong urge -- to do something that probably isn't really a good idea. I thought it through and decided, probably not. It's probably not a good idea.

That was an urge for something that would have been permanent on my skin so I had to give it plenty of thought. Painting what you saw in your dream could be fun, if I were you I would give into the impulse and do it.

[xSilverPhinx]

I've been sleeping fitfully for a week now, not because of dreams, but more like visions or hallucinations of doing a big painting. The details of the subject matter are very clear in my mind and I even see the size: 2 m high by 3 m wide. I know what's going to happen: this is going to hound me until I am compelled do it. Is this a sign of mental disturbance, or inspiration, or both?

Completely normal.

I like to call it: completely normal temporary dementia.

I could tell you a little more about what goes on in the brain while asleep that could cause these urges, but that would make it less mysterious.