We had a thread like this on MA for a while and it was a great success, but it has kinda fizzled out.  Hopefully we can continue the fun here.

So Two nights ago, I dreamed that Hugh Laurie broke into my house and sew these noose-like snare traps in the carpets in my house.  He would come by daily to collect any people trapped in these.  I objected strongly to this and ripped out the snares, but he was tough and had a GUN, so there was Nothing I could do as he simply put them back in. 

He would get in my house by rappelling from some unknown height and using a trapdoor in the roof (my house was the house on the cover of Krieg(USA)'s second album).  The trapdoor was located directly over my closet, so one day after he left, I decided to check it out.  I found that he left his handgun there and this reminded me that I had guns under my bed that I could use to Kill him and stop him from invading my home and using my carpets to kidnap Random people.

The next night, I was home with my mom when I heard him coming.  I risked running upstairs to get the guns from under my bed and left my room just as he opened the trapdoor.  I got downstairs and found that my 12 gauge had bbs in the bag.  I got scared that I had accidentally put my bb GUN in the case.  I soon found out that it was actually the shotgun, so I Loaded it and gave it to my mom, who hid with it in the Basement staircase.  I had the AK, but I couldn't cock the GUN without alerting Laurie that I was armed and was going to Kill him.  I woke up just as he angrily came around the corner and I was fumbling with the clip catch.

But I actually didn't wake up.  I had no idea where I was.  Everything was grey and I Saw a severed Head on the shelf next to my bed.  My dorm room was filled with mist and I was totally disoriented.  This is the first time I've had a black and white dream.

I finally actually woke up and couldn't figure out where I was for the longest time.  I wasn't at my parent's house, friends' house, etc...  I finally figured out I was in my dorm room and remembered the severed Head on the shelf next to me.  It turned out to be a hat sitting there.

First Nightmare I've had in years; my dreams are usually just more surreal than anything.  Share some crazy ass dreams you've had.

---

Live by the Sign of Blood Fire Death!
Post metal on my facebook!
http://www.facebook.com/# target=

In my whole life I've had so many weird dreams...
 
...for example, not many days ago I dreamed that I was driving a bus full of some chicken/children Hybrid to a laboratory . Then I discovered that it was the wrong one and stuff...well, I am not sure now if I was driving or if I was just inside the bus. So, you can see how weird my dreams are.

---

"It's all about the fuckin' Metal, man!" - Glen Benton

dunno how many of you guys on here smoke marijuana, but if you've ever used the stuff for a prolonged time period ( at least several months of daily smokage) and just stop smoking altogether, you'll experience some of the most Fucked Up, Vivid, and bizarre dreams. Apparently there's like a scientific link between THC and rem Sleep, and for some reason, when the THC stops entering your body after your brain has gotten used to it over a period of time, you can get rushed with all kinds of strange dreams for a couple days. I remember one where me and some friends of mine went to a chinese buffet, and ended up robbing the place and blowing a car up in the parking lot... and then there was that freaky dream where I was at an Alice Cooper concert and the ceiling was like a kaleidoscope and kept getting farther away from me (essentially, an Agoraphobic's worst Nightmare)

---

Shit yeah!... Shit no, No One likes shit!

ok so I have this great grand mother who is like 98 years old and has altimers so she just sit's in a weel chair all day talking about the weirdest stuff to her self because she is to small to even stand up but any ways here is the dream so I was at my grand mothers house ( my grand mother takes care of my grate grandmother) talking to her wile sitting on the couch and figeding with the door nob to my grate grandmothers room and before I left my grand mothers house I acksudently lockd the door to my grate grandmothers room. so when I came back to my grandmothers house because I had forgoten something she told me as she led me to my grate grand mothers room that when the she put my grate grand mother to to bed the door nob started twisting by it's self and going all screwy and that my grate grand mother couldn't fall asleep becouse of it and then when my grand mother opend the the door to my grate grand mothers room she was on the Floor curld up in a ball my grand mother rushed to her side but when my grate grand mother seen me she made the scaryist face at me that was filled with Hatred and Malice and made a terifing groun and then every thing in the room started flying around and the door nob went all screwy but the only thing my grand mother noticed was the door nob then my grate grand mother stood up and started walking towards us flailing her arms and even snaping her teeth at us but all my grand mother did was say good job mom your walking again so I pushed my grand mother out of the room and slamed the door shut but then my grate grand mothers arm just came through the door and started terring it Down I tryed to move but I was parrilised and then I was pulld out of the dream!!! 

A bunch of irons with legs and arms chasing me !!!!!!

A subconscious Message telling you that your clothes need ironing.

I don't know why, but I find it fascinating how dreams/nightmares can stem from what is happening in the subconscious mind and stuff that happens in real life.

---

I remember having fun once, it was terrible...