DREAMS AND NIGHTMARES
Today a new thriller opens up in cinemas. Warner Bros. Pictures releases Inception today, a movie written and directed by Christopher Nolan (of Batman Begins and The Dark Knight fame). IMDB.com describes the synopsis of Inception like this:
A sci-fi/thriller set within the “architecture of the mind,” and centered on a group of business people who can construct a dream world for an individual and then infiltrate that world to steal their subconscious.
I want to know what are your most memorable dreams…or most frightening nightmares.
Most recently, I had a dream that frightened my wife. “How is that”, you may ask? Well, I barely remember the dream except that I was an adventuring archeologist type person much like Indiana Jones. At some point in the dream, I had to read out loud from a “book of the dead” to exorcise some kind of demons. Well, according to my wife, she awoke in the dark to the sound of me chanting in my sleep, “Mancer, Mancer, his name is Mancer- on his hands, blood- in his heart, pain.”
She woke me and I tried to assure her that the dream was not as sinister as it sounded before I dozed back to sleep.
She didn’t sleep the rest of the night, poor girl.
Now that I’ve started it off…
What is you most memorable dream?
Very, very creepy indeed, Aaron!
My favorite dream I’ve ever had was one where I was in a museum looking at oil paintings. The room I was in had wood paneled walls and the only lighting was that above each of the paintings. One in particular caught my eye of a 3 mast ship with white billowing sails caught at sunset in the ocean about to go over the edge of a waterfall that looked liked the end of the world but was at least a drop of several thousand feet.
As I stared at this painting I noticed the waves begin to move and I saw the sails begin to show the wind that was carrying the ship to it’s doom. I then noticed what looked like birds flying around and above the masts. One of the “birds” flew closer to the edge of the painting and kept getting bigger until I recognized that it was a boy, not a bird. As the boy flew closer to me he reached his hand out of the painting to me.
I took his hand and he pulled me into the painting with him. We flew down and around the ship and I saw that all the faces of the crew were happy and some even laughed and waved at me and I knew that they were not afraid. We then flew hand in hand to the edge of the water.
He asked me if I trusted him and I said yes. Then he let go of my hand and I fell. I fell and fell and fell. I could feel the spray of the waterfall. I was so scared and just knew that I would die at the bottom of this fall.
And it was then, at almost the bottom of the waterfall that I realized that I could fly.
I flew up and around and through the waterfall spray. I looked up and saw the boy laughing with a look of such joy on his face. I flew up to meet him and we did somersaults in the air and laughed as we flew off into the sunset…
…best dream ever.
By: Elaina Shaver on July 16, 2010
at 3:15 PM
hmmmm…Peter Pan?
By: Aaron Shaver on July 16, 2010
at 4:37 PM
Got to be honest, that would freak me out too if I heard somebody chanting in the middle of the night like that.
Any dreams I ever remember having the next morning usually involve my home being broken into and me being robbed. I never remember having any pleasant dreams…or if I do, I never remember them. That might be saying something about my subconscious. Who knows?
By: Andy Whisenant on July 16, 2010
at 1:59 PM
I have 2. One is a dream that I can only assume was based off our limited knowledge of what the Rapture will entail, but this one for some reason involved zombie-like vampires and I was saving a llittle girl that I know from her turned parents. At the moment that I saved her from them the “Rapture” occured and the landscape changed and I was on a beautiful hill with my sister walking along, both of us searching worried for our parents. Then there they came, strolling up along hand-in-hand and I woke up in tears. I don’t know whether to call it a dream or a nightmare but it has always stuck with me.
The other dream was one that was a reaccuring dream from childhood. If you have ever seen the movie Red Dawn with Patrick Swayze you will know what I am talking about. I drempt that I was part of this secret group of young people that was forced to hide out and fight for survival after the U.S. was invaded by an occuping force in a town in the middle of No-where America. It was crazy how many times this dream took place. Always the same faces and picked up right where it left off. I thought it was cool then, but now I just suppose that I chalk it up to too much T.V.
By: Shannon on July 16, 2010
at 11:25 AM
YEAH! RED DAWN! I think that movie is a guilty pleasure of mine. I can relate, Shannon.
By: Aaron Shaver on July 16, 2010
at 11:42 AM
That might be the craziest dream I’ve ever heard of.
By: jackalopekid on July 16, 2010
at 11:10 AM
Yeah, anytime my wife repeats that story to our friends, they always get a chill when she says the chant I was repeating. CREEEEPY.
By: Aaron Shaver on July 16, 2010
at 11:14 AM