Do you have weird repetitive dreams?

[peeonme]

Most dreams that I remember are about work, not my present job but at a place where I worked for 14 years.
Last night it was about me getting fired (this never happened in real life)
Another time I got the bosses daughter pregnant, there was no sex involved, she let me know that I had done it and I seemed to know that it was my doing, weird.
It's almost always the same family that I worked for in a small tool shop as a machinist that I have these dreams about, most of the time I find myself in some kind of trouble.
So, do any of you have dreams like these? (same folks etc)
What is your opinion about mine?

 

[ibill1]

I have the same dream at least 2 times a week. They are about my late Steve. We are out to dinner or shopping or visiting friends. They change as far as what activity we are doing but they are the same as far as far as there being just everyday crap we used to do. They are very comforting and I always wake up with a warm fuzzy feeling.

 

[G-Lexington]

I only have one "plot" that shows up in my dreams a lot. It involves me walking near train tracks, and having to stand clear as the train moves by. Although it's a recurring theme, the dreams are usually very different.

* I dreamed that I was in charge of renovating an old trolley system that would take people (mainly tourists?) throughout this town I was living in. The trolleys ran slowly on old tracks between backyards and behind businesses, and the areas were very verdant. I had to walk through the areas and remove branches or bushes that would've interfered with the trolleys' progress. I had to keep jumping out of the way as the trolleys came around the bends.

* I dreamed I was in a foreign country (France, I think), and I was going to visit this huge beautiful shopping center that circled a humungous fountain. To get there I had to take a train that went in a loop, in both directions - I could take the "clockwise" train and get there quicker, or take the "counter-clockwise" train, which took longer but would arrive at the station sooner. In the dream, I kept running to the train stations alongside the tracks, and just missing the trains. I did eventually get to the shopping center, though, so apparently I did catch the train.

* I dreamed I was in an industrial part of town, perhaps underneath a bunch of highway overpasses. A bunch of train tracks criss-crossed the area. I heard gates going down and a train coming, but couldn't tell which track the train was on, so I had to sort of pick which tracks to avoid...with the provision I could jump quickly to another direction if necessary.

* I dreamed I was walking with a very large crowd of people across an arid landscape. It wasn't a depressed group, so maybe we were all walking from a far-off parking lot to a concert. In any case, a train track cut across the area we were headed towards, and a seemingly never-ending train came by, sticking me on one side. I was frustrated because the people I wanted to talk to were on the other side.

I'm assuming this is all my brain dealing with obstacles and solutions. Why it chooses to deal with them via the train imagery is a bit weird, since I rarely deal at all with trains or trolleys, but there it is.

There are several locations I dream about repeatedly that I've never been to.

* The huge Mexican restaurant located on top of a grassy hill. It has adobe architecture, and a huge outdoor seating area lit with Japanese lanterns. It's a wonderful-looking place, but strangely, I've never eaten there.

* An elementary school. Several times, I've dreamed it was underwater.

* An abandoned warehouse/factory. There's a lot of old and rusty machinery there. I sometimes dream of small grey aliens, and once I dreamed that one such alien (a female) had kidnapped my brother and was performing sexual torture on him in that warehouse/factory. Oddly, not in a malicious way - she just wanted to see how he'd respond.

Lex

 

[eastofeden]

I think the repetitive dreams signify something happening that is transforming you in some way and maybe only available on a subconscious level...maybe your conscious mind cannot or will not process it so your subconscious mind does it for you....

...the people probably represent something to you...some thought or feeling....

I had a successive dream that lasted maybe 20 or so years and one started where the last one left off...it was fucking weird...

PART ONE:
I usually do the color dreams BUT I have had segments in B&W in these dreams...those are usually not "fun" segments.

The dreams became fascinating to me because of the ones I had for probably 20 years...I don't remember the first ones except that I woke up soaking wet and shaking...but as time went along...they were so vivid I remembered every detail for days...even now I remember them.

My 20 year or so dream was actually a looooooong single dream...I was being chased by zombies. I always got away from them (I could run faster)...but my achilles heel in the dreams was my curiosity....I always wanted to figure out as much as I could about them just before I had to outrun them. I would create the best hiding places...and I would easily survive the "attack"...but again...my curiosity forced me to keep going outside where it was not safe. The last four dreams I had on the subject were the most vivid and most terrifying and ultimately led me to believe that dreams are a really important link and bridge from the conscious to the unconscious mind.

SO...My 4th to last dream...I am in this huge barracks on the second floor somewhere in the south. I don't know anyone around me but we are all sleeping really close on cots...no one speaks because for some reason we are all afraid of something but we don't want to talk about it.

Well...each day when I get up...I keep noticing that the sheets and belongings of people who were formerly sleeping on the cots were gone...and each day there were fewer and fewer people. I looked outside and there was this building across the way that had bars on the windows and there were people behind the bars trying to get out...looked like hundreds of them...they were all screaming non stop which was a weird contrast to the silence in my building...plus there were no bars on the windows in my building.

As the days went by a terror was rising in me because each day there were fewer wand fewer people in my building and more and more people behind the bars screaming...and then one day...I woke up and NO ONE else was there except me and although I couldn't see who was screaming in the building with the bars...I sensed it was filled with my former "roommates"...so instead of waiting around to be the last one taken...I decided to run. I had a sense that none of the others even tried to run or bothered escaping...

So...I end up in this really weird open market in Louisiana somewhere that had a swamp nearby and these hedges that looked like the ones in The Shining (the movie with Jack Nicolson)...Since I was used to zombies being around prior to being cooped up in the building...I was surprised to see NON zombies around but something was amiss...I started seeing that the live people had made "deals" with the zombies and I sensed it was a creepy deal so I kept myself hidden and all of a sudden this midget guy pulls me into the hedges and tells me to keep really quiet and that I had to get out of there FAST...he said they "knew" I was there...so he led me through the maze of hedges and I started hearing the zombies behind me and he told me to run and he dove into the hedges to hide...so I ran and ran and ran and I got to this rickety bridge in this swamp with a house on the other side and I crossed the bridge but halfway across I hid underneath and after I heard the zombies cross it with their awful screams...I snuck back across toward the hedges and surprise...there were more! I had them on both sides now...so I jumped into the swamp to get away from them.

This is the moment I woke up shaking and soaking wet with my heart pounding through my chest...

PART TWO

OK...My third to last Zombie Dream (Have to do them in pieces) The funny thing about these dreams...and even the ones prior to the last four...is that they began where the last one ended and that part really fascinated me the most.

So...I hide in the swamp and carefully make my way to the land where there are no zombies and sneak out of the water...and I am now in my hometown. Where I live there are alot of mountains and lakes. So...I end up hiding in my old house and looking out of the second story at the hundreds of zombies roaming the streets and I was getting mad at them for BECOMING zombies in the first place. I mean...gee whiz...couldn't they have fought to stay alive a little bit harder? It isn't THAT hard to stay alive...I managed to do it! Didn't they know how to run???? And thanks to them...look at the mess I had to deal with

So.....I get this idea! I go outside and I figure I would drive a couple miles to the downtown area where I get out of my car and start doing these funny dances to taunt them...and I manage to get a crowd of them following me...so I go down every street and round them all up...My dances and the fact that I wasn't a zombie had me acting like the Zombie Pied Piper and more and more of them joined the crowd...there were thousands of them all following me and since they walked so slow....anytime I saw some in the back dropping off I would stop and do a dance for them and get them all interested in eating me again...then I would proceed.

At the time...I lived halfway up a hill and at the top of the hill was a lake so I started leading them all up the hill en masse. It is actually a dam at the top and when I got there...I magically found the "plug" and let all the water out...then I coaxed all the zombies down into the lake bed...I knew they wouldn't be able to climb out once they got in...and once I got that group in safely...I went out again and rounded up as many as I could find and started up the hill again...but I stopped at my house on the way up and heard a movement in one of the rooms. It was my mother...dead and walking around groaning and DEFINITELY a zombie! YIKES..how did I miss that earlier?????????????????????????/

Well...the zombies outside had started gathering at the windows and I had my zombie mother chasing me from room to room and finally I hid in a closet and locked the door and I could hear the windows crashing and the others were coming inside....

I woke up soaking wet and shaking really bad...scared the crap out of me.....

PART THREE

Here is the second to last dream...again starting off where the last one ended...

Somehow I am out of my hiding place and I keep dodging my zombie mother and I am yelling at her to leave me alone and I am feeling REALLY GUILTY about leading her up to the hill with the other zombies but finally after I see she can't even hear me and it is no longer my mother...I reluctantly made a decision to start leading them all, including her, up the hill to the lakebed.

This time...I am not dancing as I lead them up...I am REALLY ANGRY...I stop to cuss them all out over and over and I wait 'til one almost reaches me and takes a bite and I kick them and taunt them...and I cuss all the way to the lake...and cuss as I kick each one over the edge individually because this time I can't go down there and have them follow me as there are thousands in there trying to get out and I would be eaten...and so one by one they go over the edge and wouldn't you know it...the last one is my mom. ARRRRGGGHHHH

I started cussing her out again and trying to make myself push her in...but I couldn't do it damn it! So I ran into the woods and came up a shack and a one pump gas station and I walked inside and found a group of actual real people hiding. WOOOO HOOOO! As I began to get excited and tell them all my plan I was met with complete despair and hopelessness...all they had to eat in the damn shack was cans and cans of those gawd awful canned peas...and so...I resigned myself to sitting there cowering with the rest of them until I couldn't take it anymore.

I became argumentative and quite difficult to deal with and started asking them all why they even bothered hiding and didn't they want to actually DO something about it? I got so frustrated with them all that I just walked outside and there were only a few zombies around and I started yelling at them to just go ahead and take a bite...I was sick of running from them and if all that was gonna happen was me sitting in a shack forever eating canned peas I would rather just end it.

So...one came over and took a bite out of my arm...I was kinda dazed by it all...blood was everywhere...and then I panicked and ran back inside and started crying...I didn't want to die...I changed my mind!

I woke up soaking wet and scared to death and for a few minutes.,...my arm was actually in pain from the "bite" in my dream...YIKES! This was particularly interesting to me and I filed it away because I am also interested in how much power the mind has over pain...and whether or not we have the ability to create it or alleviate it with our mind...hmmmm...

PART FOUR

I end up on the most beautiful bowling alley on earth...it is the brightest and most fresh and alive green grass you could imagine...it was very sunny and everything was in brilliant color...I was bowling with a friend and there was this Hindu Wise Man standing with us enjoying the sunshine and talking to us telepathically...I couldn't hear any words he said...but I understood him perfectly for some reason.

So we are bowling and they were both EXTREMELY at ease but I was troubled...and I looked over to my left and it was REALLY DARK in the sky and there was a chain link fence that went on for miles and miles and behind it were MILLIONS of zombies making awful noises and watching us bowl...YIKES!

So...I kept studying my two companions hoping they would mention what I saw...but my friend went on bowling in a good mood and the Hindu guy kept telling me that my concern was for nothing...but my curiosity got the best of me and I started asking them WHY they could be so calm...WHY they weren't freaked out...and what we we gonna do if they broke down the fence?????

Well...The Hindu guy was kinda laughing,...not AT me....but in a kind manner...he told me telepathically that they were behind there because they chose to be and there was simply nothing to BE done about it so relax...they could no longer eat me...and my friend just shrugged and said he couldn't care less about it basically...and he wanted to bowl.

I really wanted to relax BUT...I just had to go over to the fence and I was really sad...I started telling them how sorry I was that I wasn't going to let them eat me...and I truly wished they could all find food and somehow come back to life...but I just didn't know how to help them and I wasn't sure if anyone could...and then I apologized again...and again (hey...I felt really bad...I woke up crying)...and I went back to my game....and then...I woke up.

Instead of my usual fear...I realized I had been crying and I also felt really peaceful for some reason...it was my final zombie nightmare after years and years of these terrifying dreams....

I figured out what it meant...it was worth having all the nightmares when I did.

 

[freefall]

There are several recurring themes that I dream of often.

One is about a blob monster engulfing the town (as a result of watching The Blob when I was a kid), I was in a retro-themed theatre and I had to warn people about the blob, while Madonna was performing on stage. All in noir style as though it were a movie.

The second one is about going back to high school, only that my college buddies are my classmates instead of my real high school classmates. It always involves an exam and how me and my buddies cheating each other while creating ruckus around the class, then get caught, and suddenly the dream transcends to an entirely different plot - maybe the beginning of an unrelated dream.

The last one is probably the most disturbing. It happens in a destitute shopping mall. There is a maniac murderer with a monstrous appearance (though I never get a clear view of his face) chasing me around the mall. There is no exit and I always have to run around non-stop. The weird thing is that this dream sort of serves as a premonition; usually something awful happens the next day.

Come to think of it, 90% of my dreams are usually nightmares.

 

[m1thousand]

I dream I can levitate and I'm always showing people (about 20-40 feet in the air)

 

[justsimon]

I dream about a specific building that doesn't exist in real life (as far as I know).

I also have a lot of dreams about preparing for something or packing.

 

[borg69unimatrix]

I dream about a specific building that doesn't exist in real life (as far as I know).

I often have dreams about a same city. The plots change, but the city is the same. I've since learned my way around all the streets and neighborhoods. This city doesn't exist in real life.

 

[m1thousand]

I had a dream about an earthquake (oddly enough considering my posts about 'I heard about 'the big one' / earthquakes since 1975) and I and everyone else was running from building to building as the earthquake swallowed the ground around us. People went to a staduim thinking it was safe but the roof would collapse on them.
I was told to get to Easter Island and talk to the statues there and we would be safe once that happens.

My sister has a dream about our family dog (circa 1970's) that is a tumbleweed and it is being blown through an abandoned town.

 

[justsimon]

I often have dreams about a same city. The plots change, but the city is the same. I've since learned my way around all the streets and neighborhoods. This city doesn't exist in real life.

I sometimes dream about a fictionalized version of my hometown. The layout is always the same. The building dreams are related.

 

[72-Jay]

I used to get this one recurring/repetitive dream where I'd be asleep in my bedroom / bed and I'd 'wake up' to find one of the lights on the ceiling making weird noises & flickering...knowing it was about to explode I'd try to hide under the covers.
Then I'd wake up for real. I actually considered removing that light just because dreams didn't like the stupid thing LOL
But then I learned about things like 'lucid dreams' & controlling dreams ... and took care of that nightmare once & for all

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I get a fair number of dreams where I'm walking around in some old house or building., pretty much just looking-around/exploring it. I like those, its always fun to go explore some place generated by a dream like that. ...oh and when there's stairs (plus if am able to choose) always go down to the basement as that is where the more interesting stuff will be

 

[Latimer]

I often have dreams about a same city. The plots change, but the city is the same. I've since learned my way around all the streets and neighborhoods. This city doesn't exist in real life.

You should read "Invisible Cities" by Italo Calvino.

 

[Latimer]

I often have dreams about a same city. The plots change, but the city is the same. I've since learned my way around all the streets and neighborhoods. This city doesn't exist in real life.

I occasionally dream that I am in the ideal city as painted by Piero della Francesca except that the buildings and pavement are all the most beautiful and softly radiant travertine, and located not in Italy but in southern California on a bluff overlooking the Pacific. There is no plot, but I am supremely happy being there.

 

[rareboy]

I have two.

One, which I dreamt again only this week, was that we bought a farm to get away on weekends. Except in the dream I know we already live on a farm. It is always the same huge house in the dream....and I mean vast....with one back wing that has someone else living in it that we've never met. I would kill to have the actual kitchen in this dream house...it is huge and unchanged since probably 1920. With pantries and multiple doors...always at least a dozen (our own kitchen has 7). The dream is always about having the house full of guests, including my ex-boss from 20 years ago and his wife.

The other dream is the classic thesis dream where I turn up in the last few days to complete my grad project, but don't really have a topic or the time to get it done The variant on this is the high school dream where I just haven't gone to any classes in mathematics or other sciences...but have turned up to write the exams.

 

[G-Lexington]

I often have dreams about a same city. The plots change, but the city is the same. I've since learned my way around all the streets and neighborhoods. This city doesn't exist in real life.

Not a repetitive dream, but I dreamed about a city cut in half where one half was something akin to "zombieland", and the other half was "humanland". I ended up sneaking through the border into Zombieland for some reason or other, and was surprised to see most "zombies" (or whatever the hell they were) weren't much different from the humans. The dream was exceptionally long, and I visited so much of the city during the course of the dream that I could probably draw a basic map of the place.

Oh, and I had the "trolley" dream after writing about it a couple nights ago, so thanks for that.

Lex

 

[borg69unimatrix]

I've also had multiple dreams that take place in the same abandoned, condemned, falling apart house. You can see daylight through the roof, the stairs are scary to walk up. Lath and plaster walls with the wood showing through, and wall paper falling off the walls. Holes are in the rotting, moldy tongue and groove floors, and weeds and small trees are growing in parts of the house.

The plots are never the same, but the house is. I've never been in this house or a house with this floor plan that I can remember.

This house is also not a part of the city in my other reoccurring city dreams.

 

[MTLDude]

I often dream about elevator... elevator that don't behave as they should... moving sideways, or at 45 degree angle, or underwater, or not stopping at correct floor...