I had a dream I was flying an A4 skyhawk in vietnam then got shot down and taken prisoner. John Mccain was already at the POW camp. I woke up they chained me to a a set of steel bars
>>65167915TELL US ABOUT THE RAPE SCENE
>>65167922Well they bought this dog out...
>be me>mid 20s>sleeping>enter nightmare>watching my wife getting absolutely bludgeoned by a maniac with a metal pipe>pull out sig 229>point it at the guy>6000 lb trigger pull>have to use both index fingers>gun fires>missed>but the maniac runs off>run over to wife who is laying on the ground>she's a bloody mess>looks up at me as I stare at her broken face>hold her in my arms as she breaths her last breaths>crying uncontrollably>in absolute despair>exit nightmare>wake up sweating>"holy fuck, thank god it was just a dream">reach over to the other side of the bed just to make sure the wife is okay>she's not there>instant panic>immediately sit up and turn on bedside light and look over>glance around the room>slowly come to the realization that I was never married, much less, even had a girlfriend>somehow experience a worse despair than in the dream
>>65167933Go on.
>>65167915>in vietnamI had a dream last night that I was doing an Airborne jump in Vietnam
>>65167915Any of you faggots keep a dream journal?I feel like I should, but I also fear I will feel like a faggot if I ever read back through it.
>>65167981Then they ate it for lunch
>>65167996I feel like I really should. Should I record all the previous dreams I remember or just start from 0?
>>65167915>buying 12pack of coke at gas station >already confused because who buys that high priced shit>waiting in check out line>kid running around store>dont pay much attention>pay and leave>kid runs up and holds door open for me>thanks kid>get into my car>suddenly kid is knocking on my window looking panicked >get mad sus>lock doors, crack window>wats up? >kids dad leaps out of the bushes and runs up to my window>pounding on it and yelling this is a mugging>very loudly tell him I am leaving and he has 5 seconds to grab his kid>speed run count to 5 like a kid cheating in tag>reserve out full speed>run over kids foot>dad stumbles and falls near the front of car>looking at kid as I start to pull forward to leave the lot>misjudge my spacing>hit car parked next to me>dad's head smashed between the cars>just drive away while this kid holds his pancaked foot as he crawls to his dead dad
Might as well make a greentext of >>65167915>dream starts >I find myself on an aircraft carrier at Yankee Station >Suddenly aware of the fact that I need to conduct a bombing run on Hanoi >Climb into an A4 skyhawk and begin to start up and taxi>Armed with 6 Mk-82 bombs and a centerline droptank>Take off and fly to Hanoi>Get shot down by AA fire on my attack run >Eject >My Wingman has also been downed>No parachute he's dead >Land and immediately get taken into custody by 2 NVA soldiers>All they say is "didi mau" throughout the dream>I'm taken into POW camp, In the dream it's the Hanoi Hilton but, I've never seen any pictures of it irl>Old John Mccain is already there, he greets me>Ding ding ding, it's torutre time >The guards tie me to a bamboo frame like that scene in Rambo (I remembered this detail now) >wake up
>>65167915I had a dream where I was going to my car in my work parking lot late a night when some guy stopped in front of my driver's door as I was putting my bag in the passenger seat. He told me he lost a lot of money in the stock market and that he needed me to invest $200,000 of his money in the market "for the devil". I shot him and drove away.
>>65167996It's not as important as a real journalI trained myself to remember my dreamsThey're mostly bullshit>>65167915I dreamt i was a James Bond type secret agent crossed with Doctor Who, I went on 3 or 4 missions in one night with an Amy Pond-like companion (not bad but I'm more of a Jenna Coleman fan), I was shooting terrorists on oil rigs and strafing bad guys in X-wings and shit
>>65167915One time, at hunting camp, I had a dream about a doe...
>>65167933Did Manchurian McCain rape the dog?
>>65168136>I dreamt i was a James Bond type secret agent crossed with Doctor Who, I went on 3 or 4 missions in one night with an Amy Pond-like companion (not bad but I'm more of a Jenna Coleman fan), I was shooting terrorists on oil rigs and strafing bad guys in X-wings and shitThis is how psychosis is done well.
One of the most terrifying dreams ive ever had:>sitting in a trench on the beach, at night>watch ICBM launch from submarine several miles out>a few moments later a nuke blast goes off, over the ocean>feel the shockwave blow over the trench>remember skeletons in tanks looking for survivors >giving out cigarettes to counteract the radiation
>>65167915I vaguely remember a dream where I was being hunted by a sniper.My family was my squad and I saw them all die one by one.I finally thought I maneuvered to get a shot on him, and he shot me in the face.And then like a reverse killcam I saw that the enemy was me.Kind of fucked me up for a couple days.
>>65167915I'll retell an old one and then cover a recent one too:>shooting with my dad in a dream>we're magdumping into a small lake of some sort for some reason>sunny day, but we're standing in the shade of a tree by the side of the lake>have a Dakota Tactical MP5/10 clone with a sliding stock and a short trilug barrel, literally one of my dream guns>hand it to dad, realize we're running low on ammo>turn to walk to a car, a Chevy Tahoe for some reason (nobody in my family has ever driven a Tahoe)>get a box of 10mm, come back>dad doesn't have my gun and is staring at me blankly>"Dad, where's the gun?">he shrugs>my vision turns to a spot on the lake>can't turn my eyes away>start hyperventilating>wake up with my heart racing>10 months later>have a similar dream about my sister coming home from college>Take her to an indoor range with me I think its my childhood range that's been since torn-down>lend an expensive Beretta autoshotgun to her while I head to the bathroom>come back>it's irreparably damagedSome years later:>be me in my car with a buddy>some crackhead whips his car around me on some country backroad (Virginia or Pennsylvania)>hound him down to cuss him out>crackhead starts schizoing out and swerving around>both of us stop, I leave my car>crackhead tries to run me down, misses and smashes into an irrigation ditch between the road and a hill>I draw and tell them they made the biggest mistake of their fucking life>tell them my buddy will get them if I don't>crackhead somehow spawns a wasr and starts spraying at me through the drivers side window>start tapping rounds off at them>my carry jams on the first shot>have to do immediate action on each round while I circle this guy and somehow all his shots hit the ground approximately where I was 3 paces ago>repeat for all 30 rounds in his mag>my mag goes dry too and I slap in a new one>approach the car while crackhead runs off into the woods with his ak>give chase>wake up
>innadream>some guy needs to get shot>thankfully I have a gun>try to shoot>mushy click, no bang>rack the slide>try again>still nothingEvery fucking time. I think I just need to go shooting regularly but I'm broke. That or it's a metaphor for my erectile dysfunction.
>>65168845>enemy = inner meabsolute kino
>>65170199It's always like thatFor me it's hand to hand fighting but my punches and kicks always land too soft>>65168551It came a couple months after a Dr Who marathonTo be fair I realised that I get more violent dreams when I'm stressed. And I always get exam dreams when I'm rushing stuff for work. And very pleasant dreams when on holiday. So I do still make a note of my dreams in the morning, as a second "vibe check" as they say on my emotions. But often all that does is point out something you already knew.
>>65167915Just remembered another one>Be me >A member of SEAL team 5 >Called to preform a very important mission>Get on a chinook and get transported to a farm>Our mission is to steal a cow without altering the farmer who has a shotgun>Nevermind we all have M4s with peq boxes and those quad NVGs from zero dark thirty>We jump a fence and one of the men gets pinned by a stallion which attempts to mount him>We all panic, we want to help but, don't want to risk altering the farmer >I shoot the horse>The farmhouse lights up and we hear the farmer running and yelling>We all run back to the chopper I don't know how the US navy keeps cropping up in my dreams
>>65171471>For me it's hand to hand fighting but my punches and kicks always land too softThat's super common. I've heard it's because your brain gets confused because it's not getting good feedback from your paralyzed body.Sometimes I have a knife and manage to saw into That Bastard's neck. I think it even disables him sometimes.>>65171489>We jump a fence and one of the men gets pinned by a stallion which attempts to mount him>We all panic, we want to help but, don't want to risk altering the farmerYeah, I've had that dream before.>I shoot the horseYou mean you wanted to stop him? Never mind.
