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I had some very bizarre and disturbing dreams last night.  The first one I remember I must've been coming out of REM sleep after about 7 hours involved struggling with someone for their black 9mm handgun at a party.  The people that were around me were people I went to high school with and their faces looked the same as they did my Senior year of high school (2007).  Anyways, in the first dream, I knew that one of my good friends at the party was a killer and when I saw him take his gun out, I took it away from him and saw the magazine had been loaded incorrectly.  I ejected the magazine, inserted it, cocked the slide back...put the gun to the back of his head, said, "I'm sorry, Chris, but I can't let you kill anyone else," and fired.

Immediately after this, spotlights shown bright and everyone else at the party disappeared including the site of the party itself.  I was on some sort of glass-enclosed theater stage and there were people commenting about how quickly I passed the first test.  I couldn't see their faces, only shadows.  I think I woke up briefly after this but immediately went back to sleep and started dreaming again.

The second dream involved me living in a New York City apartment.  I was just walking around the apartment with a glass of what I remember to be Johnny Walker Blue Label scotch (something I can't afford, it's like $700 a bottle) when I noticed my smoking hot Anatomy & Physiology teacher from last semester in college undressing behind a glass screen door that led to a separate room in my apartment. Initially, I approached her but stopped short and just kept watching her until she was completely naked.  It was like she couldn't see me even though the apartment was mine and she was behind nothing more than a see-through glass screen door, not a one-way mirror.  Finally, a voice shouted, "Why don't you act on your urge?"  I replied, "Because I know this isn't real."  Again, curtains down, lights up, I'm on the same glass-enclosed stage and people in the shadows are whispering, "He's able to distinguish reality from our program's encoding simply by observing his surroundings."  

I briefly woke up again and had several more very violent dreams I don't even wish to type because they involve family members and more killing.  I can describe this process of dreams only as a twisted cross between The Matrix, Inception and The Cube (because of the glass-enclosed stage).  The only movie I've seen recently was The Matrix which was on TV a few days ago.

Finally, after the last violent dream "test" I forced myself to get out of bed even though I really wanted to go back to sleep.  I go into the kitchen to turn on the light and the bulb blows out.  I replaced it, went outside for a cigarette, heading to the 7-11 across the street to get a fountain drink when I am confronted by two Jehovah's Witnesses.  They wouldn't shut up and finally I had to interject, "Do you believe that Jesus Christ in the Son of God?"  This being my go to line for any JH I ever see because it's not so much that I vehemently believe that statement as much as it is that I know for a fact they do not believe that, they thought of Jesus only as a prophet and any JH I've ever talked to has said, "Well, no...," and it stops the conversation dead in its tracks. That's usually when I would say, "Have a nice day, goodbye"   Anyways, the black lady fires back, "YES, I do."  I was baffled, they shouted some website at me and I told them I needed to go across the street.

It has been a very weird morning so far.

Prior to falling asleep, I had been up for 24-30 hours and had smoked only a little cannabis a few hours before hitting the sack.  I met up with 2 friends I hadn't seen in a long time yesterday, we had a really nice time catching up.  I don't see how any of this accounts for the dreams I had or the seemingly confused JH I literally just about ran into.

I'm still very tired but I'm not going back to sleep.    ???

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Hi. Sigmund Freud here. Sounds like you might have some mummy issues. I'd suggest stop smoking weed and watching complex alternative reality thrillers before you go to bed. I can provide further psychoanalysis, but this shit isn't free.

haha, but I love my Mom!  And it was distant family who were involved, I should've stipulated that originally.  Mom and Dad were not involved.  I don't smoke that often, maybe that was the cause, idk, I felt normal before I went to bed but that doesn't necessarily mean it wasn't spiked with something, I suppose.

I guess it's only fitting to mention that this is my 420th post.  Very weird, haven't smoked in months aside from last night.

Sigmund here again? Do you love your mom, or are you in love with your mom? haha

Lol, I love my mom, definitely not in love with her. I'm certain I don't have an Oedipus complex.   :P

I believe you were able to defeat the Matrix, Neo. The dreams you have are because your mind is breaking out of the matrix - the smoking helps this process.  ;)

Your mind wants to free the others and your mind is interpreting killing these people as 'freeing' them from the matrix.

This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill – the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill – you stay in Wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes. Remember, all I'm offering is the truth – nothing more.

 ;D

I feel better already, Morpheus.  Thanks for your sage wisdom.     :D

Dreams mirror reality whether you remember things or not for instance your friend could have mentioned something about killing someone in a video game with a 9mm. You could have had a brief moment when you thought about partying. Dreams mean nothing they are only our subconscious collecting information throughout the day.

Am I the only one that doesn't dream crazy shit?

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RUN! the mummies is coming
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About light bulbs blowing. The other day I had a dream about standing next to my GPU mining tower and not hearing the right noises from the GPUs. I tried switching on the light to see what's going on. When I did the light bulb blew (energy saving fluorescent tube bulb), then I felt a strange presence. I panicked and woke up from that dream, then I tried to switch on the bedroom light for real, (also energy saving fluorescent tube bulb), the bulb is dead.

These things don't blow very often, so me having a dream about one blowing and one blowing for real at the same time is really spooky.

Your neural connections are very, very weird.

well I believe if you didnt dream you were peeing then it's still good enough =))

Thanks for the input, everyone.  I've had fairly normal dreams since that night.  Perhaps, this one was simply an anomaly.  We shall see.

It was fun while it lasted.

I think I had a dream test too.  I'd prefer not to say more because I don't think I passed.   :-X

You can hear stories of this kind of stuff happening every week. 
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I hope you guys don't see this as objectionable spam.

sdp

What exactly is a dream test?

Re-read the OP.  If you still don't understand, read on...

dream test:
The sleeping person in his dream state is given a situation to see how he would react in order to evaluate him. 

In the original post, the poster dreams of killing the murderer and then hearing that he 'passed the test' all in separate dreams.  It is as if there are external entities supplying a dream and take notes to see how he reacts.

The scariest dreams are the nested ones. You wake up in from one nightmare but you are still asleep but really feel you are awake and then the nightmare you are currently in feels so real.

sdp

I still don't think I understand  ;D

Tell me do you or did you used to watch Star Trek the Next Generation or the Matrix?  Which one?

I'm a fan of the first Matrix, not seen much Star Trek.

Imagine, Neo at the beginning of the movie, he doesn't know he is in the matrix.  In this version of the movie, he is at a party with former classmates and knows one of his classmates is killing others so he grabs the gun and kills him.  All this time the real Neo is hooked into a machine and is not really doing anything. 

Suddenly there is a glitch in the matrix and the party disappears and he sees agents around and an agent (black suit and tie - dark glasses) says to another "he passes the test."  Though he can, Neo is not supposed to be able to hear them!  At that moment he realizes things are not real and then the agents realize that Neo can hear and see them.  The agents realize something went wrong. 

This is another way of interpreting the dream described in the original post.  In the original post interpret it as the OP's dream is the matrix, the OP is Neo and there are agents in his dreams and they want to decide whether Neo will be a brave soldier for them so they setup the matrix to stage this mad gunman.

The 64000 BTC question is who are these agents? :)

Havent remembered a dream in years, it's like a new coma every night for me.

Hopefully my brain still fires the odd dream out!

You never remember dreams? I forget them quite quickly if I don't right them down or tell people about them haha.

I think I might need to smoke some weed to fully understand this  ;D.

Haha, seriously... You already gave the answer.
What do you expect when you're screwing up your brain on drugs ?

You could see it from the scientific side - next time drug up your brain closer to sleeping and note the results.

I know this question wasn't posed to me, but I've been thinking about the dreams a lot lately, so I'll elaborate. First off, The Matrix, I saw it for the upteenth time a couple days prior to the dream.  Strange thing is that I haven't seen The Cube in probably 10-12 years and I felt like it had the biggest influence.  Separate dream sequences were linked only by the glass enclosure and the debriefings by shadow figures/voices.  The enclosure or "construct program" was the only common theme.  Due to that fact, it seems Inception may have played a bigger role than first realized.  I haven't seen that movie in at least 60 days or so, I'd estimate.

I just remember waking up exhausted and forcing myself to GET UP because I was so terrified of what had happened.  I remember wasting around 5-10 minutes getting oriented before I decided to make a new topic, finally deciding that what had happened was noteworthy.  Since then, I've either had trouble sleeping (as I've had tonight) or have slept way too much.  Either way, I've not had any dreams like the original sequence.  

Terrifying as it was, I must say, I'm ready for round two.  I feel like if I was to have another shot at this, my lucidity during the dream would increase and I'd have more control over what was happening.  Drug-induced or not, it's by far the most lucid dreaming I've experienced in recent memory.  Exerting control in the dream-space is something akin to an adrenaline rush while sleeping, that much I remember.

The last dreams I had that were this vivid involved me physically at the mercy of two, high-ranking Sinaloa Cartel interrogators.  The dreams began in a more enjoyable scenario but quickly devolved into a lightning-quick kidnapping followed by a lengthy rendition.  While incredibly detailed and extremely painful, I had no control during the dream and was tortured for what seemed like hours, occasionally allowed a visual perspective on events I was being questioned about, being made aware that my interrogators had somehow hacked into my brain.

The most recent dreams were very much an upgrade from my previous experience with vivid dreams.  Prior to tonight's (this morning's) analysis, I thought I had managed to push the Mexican cartel dreams out of my mind.  Even without lucidity, the sheer vivid nature of the dream was matched only by my recent lucid experience.

EDIT:  It might be noteworthy to share that at least one of the "voices" sounded like Hugo Weaving talking with the same tone, accent, and inflections as "Agent Smith" in The Matrix.  However, I recalled this information I think due to the seemingly informal way he spoke to me in my dreams.  It made responding to his questions an unavoidable priority, taking away my focus from my surroundings.  The way he extracted information from me was unsettling.