I typically have more nightmarish dreams than pleasant ones. Loads of recurring themes. For a while the world always ended. Talking to friends there seemed to be some similar elements when the world ended in our dreams: it always blew up in a bluish light, and we always floated upwards slowly like in water when it came our time.
A lot of the time my dreams will move fairly chronologically and play out like a movie... So after the world blew me up, I would become an observer of the disturbing post-apocalyptic world.
Another theme was dolls. They scare me enough in reality, in my dreams they come to life and are always trying to get near me. I always try to kill them, but they won't die and just keep coming back no matter what I do, which scares me even more... hmmmm, for all I know the dolls might just want to be my friend, hahah!
Now my nightmares seem to be composed of things that move in ways no natural being can- Image a human-like figure moving moving across a room like a chess piece.
FREAKS ME OUT!!!
This was always the worst one for me, especially if I'm sick so the nightmare will blend with delirious half-waking... I would dream what was actually happening, so the setting was my actual bedroom. Then the bed would feel like dead leaves, twigs and grass. Everything would go out of proportion; blanket felt like lead, my hand would become monsterously huge, then the rest of me, fluctuate between being tiny and huge. All more kinesthetic than visual. Then everything in the room would start slowly floating and bouncing around, while the size of everything fluctuated between huge and tiny, including the room itself...
Once in this state I became convinced that I threw my brain out the window, which is a very bad thing to do. I woke up making my bedding as smooth as possible, trying to make amends for destroying my brain.
