My friends consider me as strange because I have a lot funny or scary dreams.
How about you?

Last night I was dreaming that all people were either fighting or went mental. Everybody searched a place to hide but I didn't know why.
Suddenly Dragonforce-Heros of our time was playing loud and the sky turned black, the clouds looked pretty scary, they looked like hundreds of horses and then came Aliens who want kidnap me. I tried to hide but then...

I woke up, noticed that I'm hiding under my bedcover and my cd-player played Dragonforce - Heros of our time.

I have vivid dreams really often. Sometimes I wake up and I don't know am I awake or am I still dreaming.
The people around me don't dream that often. They call me crazy because I can remember most of my dreams and my dreams are like movies.

Anybody here who has also often vivid dreams?

I dream regularly, but I can't always remember them (depends on the dream and on how I wake up, the alarm clock is not good for remembering dreams) ... It does happen to me that in my dreams I'll suddenly hear a song playing out loud and when I wake up that same song is playing on my radio.

Can't really remember any dream worth sharing right now, but when I do I'll post it

My mind is pretty fucked up when it comes to dreams..

Lately I had a dream of me and 6 copies of me (7 sins) in a store, in the dream there was only hairbands in all kinds of colours and patterns.

And I went out from there with a black white dragonskin pattern hairband

HAHA, that was such a funny dream though.

Once I had a dream which goes like this;

In sweden, there is some train crosses that has bars and red flashes. My friend lives quite close to a train cross. In the night, we use to go and stand close to the train cross and listen to the signals, see the bars falling down and wait for the train.

Anyhow.. The horrible thing with the dream was that everything felt so real. I was standing beside the train cross. I heard the signals, and saw the flashes, I saw the bars were falling down and saw the train coming. I heard everything. But I don't know if I was standing right on the railroad or just outside the bars. That dream has been fixed in my memory since.

Woah! I have to write this down before I'm going back to bed. The telephone woke me up at 3am. Had a strange dream about Joacim, Frederic Leclerq and Herman Li(Dragonforce).
One of the Dragonforce guys did proudly present his new living room. It had a oldfashioned light green wallpaper with golden pinstripes and a green antique sofa (also with golden pinestripes).
Joacim was permanently joking about Fred and his taste. Herman said it would be cool. I went to my neighbour to get some money to buy a green coat with...surprise...golden pinstripes. Then I went on stage with my coat because Fred and Joacim were still arguing about green wallpapers and sofas and missed their shows. Don't know what I did on stage but suddenly I was a rock star.
On the way I met Oscar who turned into a real zombie. He swallowed the wrong way a finger and almost smother from it.
On my way back to Fred's new living room I met Oscar who meanhwhile turned a few people into zombies. Because it was cold, I bought Oscar a fur coat and sent him to Dubai.
Then the dream became a bit blury. Oscar's zombies were hunting me.
Back in the room, Joacim was still amused about this wallpaper and said that he want colour his hair red.

The dream stopped unfortunately there as the phone rang.

I can explain why I dreamed about Joacim and Oscar but what the heck...I have no clue why I dreamed about the Dragonforce guys (I even don't listen to their music at the moment) and the green sofa and wallpaper. I can see Fred and Joacim sitting on this damn sofa so clearly, like it would be real or a movie.

Before I went to bed, I watched a Hammerfall live at Wacken video on TV and read Oscar's latest blog.
Everything else is produced by my sick mind...I mean wtf,...green with golden pinstripes?

That is hilarious!

I rarely remember my dreams anymore, but when I do I try to write down a quick synopsis in the journal before I lose the memory. Generally make so sense, so much jumping from one thing to another it's just disjointed images by the time I wake up enough to really try to recall it. But there was one in particular I do remember...

We were in the caverns that are near our home, myself and my two boys. Apparently we were living there, as it was unsafe to live above ground due to invasion by some weird monster creature. Other people were living there as well including Ted Nugent and Hugh Laurie from House (odd combo, I know). I remember those two in particular because they were arguing about whether the venison should be kept in this one large cavern where the walls shimmered with quartz or down in "the pit". I didn't recall what was frightening about "the pit" when I woke up, but I knew in the dream and was arguing quite loudly against that idea.

Then the alarm sounded. The alarm was a series of cowbells tied to a rope that ran all the way through the cavern. When something was wrong near the entrance, one would tug on the rope and send the alarm to everyone. So, this huge annoying clanging of cowbells begins and people are running everywhere. Kids are sent further down in the caverns, adults are grabbing up shotguns and running to the front. I arrive in time to hear Uncle Ted (yes, here in TX we all call him Uncle Ted) say something like "Aw, screw this, there's better weapons than a measly little shotgun." And he whips out his guitar.

Next scene is a huge group of people, comprised mostly of my family members who I might see once every three or four years, and most of the kids who hang at our house for gaming. We're riding four wheelers and are spaced out around an old cherry red Chevy pickup truck that has something HUGE covered in tarps sitting in the bed right behind the cab. I'm not sure how we manage to keep this thing in sight, since this part of the state is very hilly and lots of trees, but we're managing. The cherry red paint job probably helped. We set up some type of trap, where this truck is in the middle of a clearing and the rest of us are ringed around it hidden in the trees. How something was supposed to get past us to get TO the trap, I have no idea. Dream logic, right? So anyway, my son's longtime girlfriend crawls through the back window of the truck and is standing there moaning and crying dramatically. Which, btw, is NOT her normal character at all. Suddenly all these big hairy monsters are between us and the truck and someone shouts a signal. Livy whips the tarp off what turn out to be a stack of amps. The opening notes of Ozzy's I Don't Wanna Stop pierce the air and completely immobilize these things. They're like totally disoriented from the loud blast of Zakk's guitar, and then of course being a dream is was actually him there playing instead of a recording. I suppose we were able to finally best the beasts with the power of music, though for all I know we got eaten alive since that was when I woke up. I know I shook my head for a second, blinked hard, then laughed my ass off and got up to tell the kids about it.

I woke up one morning after having a dream of cutting up a fallen tree with a chainsaw. It seemed like some sort of hurricane aftermath clean up. Then I realized it was 2am. I'm sitting there thinking "why am I up at 2am, I have to get up for work in a few hours". Then I realized my "chainsaw" was my husband's snoring and that was also what woke me up. I had to laugh.

I often have very strange dreams. I remember the one I had a long time ago, I think it was in 2007 or something, but I still remember it.

It was soon after I started to listen to HammerFall. That was the time when one of my biggest wishes was to go to their concert, but I didn't know would my parents allow me to do that, because I would have to travel about 4 hours to Belgrade to see HF, and no one could take me there except them (I was barely 12 years old). But because of their jobs and everything, no one was sure will I be able to see that concert. So, in that time, I was often thinking about that, and one night I had a dream about that concert:

That day, in the evening, HF should play in Belgrade. I was supposed to go there with my sister (with who I started to listen to them) and her friend. They are both 6 years older than me. Even though there are actuarlly 4 hours of travel (by car) to Belgrade, in my dream you needed about 10 minutes to get there. So I told my dad to take us there. He did that early in the morning and than drove back to Banja Luka (my city). HF was supposed to play on some square. The city was, for some reason, totally empty. On the square there was a small stage, on which my sister and her friend climbed and ran around, and I stayed on the ground. Down there were many pairs of red car seats with a... "handbrake" (is that the correct word?) between each seat. I approached one pair of seats and wanted to pull the brake and see what will happen, when my sister called me and told me to go back to Banja Luka and bring her a glass of water. I called my dad who came in 10 minutes, went home, took the glass of water and than drove back to Belgrade to give it to her. The day was sunny, there were no clouds on the sky. This time, I really pulled the brake. Out of nowhere, from the sky, fell a pretty ugly, greenish SMOKED FISH! It fell on one seat. I took it and looked at it. Than I pulled the brake again and another fish fell from the sky. Than I took them both to my house and put them in the wardrobe as some souvenir. That dream had another part, but I can't remember it.

Before 2 years I saw myself, killing my neighbours because someone took my mobile phone... And when they are all dead, I climb on the biggest mountain on my village absolutely naked and I was screaming for hours!!! True EPIC!!

Dreams are simulations and Yes My brains have prepared me for even the crazy stuff but right now I can't remember anything,