Are you able to recall your dreams often?

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istanbul

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I tried keeping a journal myself in the past but I got bored and gave up. It's also hard writing when you've just woken up
 
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Yeah. Whenever I dream, it's usually in succession and goes on for a week or two, and I'm able to recall the events and the feel, but it's hard for me to really picture the dream in my head if that makes sense (I'm able to tell people about it n stuff). I also remember two dreams from my childhood

First one was me being kidnapped in a skeleton's ribcage and being brought to a field and campfire with another skeleton. Second one was my family being mind controlled by a purple gas that also overtook my town, it made my parents aggressive n stuff.
 
I rarely remember I dream. I know I dream, every night, but 5 minutes after waking up I forget literally everything.
The only exception to this are weird dreams that had a strange prophetic feel about them, like everything in them is supposed to be a clear symbol for something else.
Those I still remember in more or less detail
 
I can recall my dreams all the time. Sometimes they get really fucking weird though and for some reason I subconciously hate my father.
I didn't want to talk about it but I just had another dream recently where I had to escape my dad's house, until I realized I was dreaming, I awoke in the dream in my bed but I drifted outside of my body and I was still asleep but I thought I was awake but I was asleep, so I went back to sleep and then woke up later. Me and my dad keep trying to kill eachother and I don't know why, we don't hate eachother in real life but I think our non existent relationship gives us both a subconcious barrier that affects our dreams. Like he always tries to kill me, probably for not coming to visit him and maybe in his dreams, I do something horrible to him, for not being there for me and for being an absent father most of the time. That's probably why he feels depressed and guilty, but it's weird. I need to somehow stop my dream father from killing me, but I've only been able to do that by realizing its a dream but then I just begin to Lucid Dream and things get really fucking weird, time freezes, people begin to float, all sorts.

Today I woke up suddenly as my mother entered my room for some reason, she didn't look normal. I was confused from the sleep, and a demon entered my room, it's face was completely black and it looked demented, it's body was skimp and limber like some kind of skeleton and it didn't sound like my mother. My first question I asked her was "What the fuck are you supposed to be?" like my entire life is just a simulation and the wrong entity spawned in my room at that moment. She responded by saying "your mother" and I said "Oh." Post-dream confusion or still sleep confusion is just really weird. When people intrude on you whilst you're sleeping, you say really weird shit that doesn't make sense. I once asked my mother for the coordinates to a nuke and she was confused because I was dreaming about disarming a nuke.

I kept a pretty lengthy dream journal, not much of it made sense. Some of my most interesting dreams were about a school of rabbit people in the matrix forced to mine for minerals, or me returning to primary school at my current age and swearing at all the teachers and destroying everything. Overall, my dreams are just... weird.
 
I can recall my dreams all the time. Sometimes they get really fucking weird though and for some reason I subconciously hate my father.
I didn't want to talk about it but I just had another dream recently where I had to escape my dad's house, until I realized I was dreaming, I awoke in the dream in my bed but I drifted outside of my body and I was still asleep but I thought I was awake but I was asleep, so I went back to sleep and then woke up later. Me and my dad keep trying to kill eachother and I don't know why, we don't hate eachother in real life but I think our non existent relationship gives us both a subconcious barrier that affects our dreams. Like he always tries to kill me, probably for not coming to visit him and maybe in his dreams, I do something horrible to him, for not being there for me and for being an absent father most of the time. That's probably why he feels depressed and guilty, but it's weird. I need to somehow stop my dream father from killing me, but I've only been able to do that by realizing its a dream but then I just begin to Lucid Dream and things get really fucking weird, time freezes, people begin to float, all sorts.

Today I woke up suddenly as my mother entered my room for some reason, she didn't look normal. I was confused from the sleep, and a demon entered my room, it's face was completely black and it looked demented, it's body was skimp and limber like some kind of skeleton and it didn't sound like my mother. My first question I asked her was "What the fuck are you supposed to be?" like my entire life is just a simulation and the wrong entity spawned in my room at that moment. She responded by saying "your mother" and I said "Oh." Post-dream confusion or still sleep confusion is just really weird. When people intrude on you whilst you're sleeping, you say really weird shit that doesn't make sense. I once asked my mother for the coordinates to a nuke and she was confused because I was dreaming about disarming a nuke.

I kept a pretty lengthy dream journal, not much of it made sense. Some of my most interesting dreams were about a school of rabbit people in the matrix forced to mine for minerals, or me returning to primary school at my current age and swearing at all the teachers and destroying everything. Overall, my dreams are just... weird.
The first proper time I lucid dreamed, I was inside of my father's house and everyone was frozen and floating. I phased through a door like it didn't have collision. I walked outside, there was a still painting that looked like a road, but it was a facade. I remember it falling down, outside was an entire civilization of high tech future shit like things that suck you up into a tube and transport you to places. I wanted to be back home, so I just teleported back to my current house. I began to play Minecraft and hallucinated a bunch of servers that just never even existed and it was the most fun I ever had playing that game in a long time. The dream ended when I went back into my bed, which must have triggered me to wake up somehow, but in actuality, there was loud banging going on outside and that startled me.

One time I had a dream that I was on weed and had to assassinate people, including my family. I woke up, but was still inside of a dream, and I was in my bed, still high on weed. It was daytime, I went back to sleep, woke up, it was night time.
 
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