This will be my first post here at DreamViews, so i'll start by saying Hi All.
This seems like a good site with good people, and since dreams have always been a big part of me, i'm looking forward to learning from all of you more things about myself.

I was looking for dream interpretation when i originally googled this site, but i've always been one of those who doubts that you can really interpret dreams third party that succesfully. After reading through some of your posts though, i thought that some of you might find my dreams interesting.

P.S. I hope i'm posting this in the right place.

Anyway, here's a small collection of some of the more interesting dreams i've had, dont be afraid to tell me what you think.


Just recently i woke up from what i could call my first ever nightmare. The dream was simple, the feelings it brought forward were not.
I was in a room; white walls, brown trim, smallish, surrounded on all sides by tables cluttered with different pots and pans. There was a piss-yellow tint to the room, either from the air, the light or some confusion of my eyes. While most of my dreams are very vivid, in this one i was scared of the fact that the dream didn't have a point or purpose, and while i would say that i felt lucid, (i knew i was dreaming at least) i had no reference point on reality. It was almost as if i was drugged or... i don't know.
It seemed only ten or fifteen seconds long, but for the entirety of the dream the pots and pans were clapping their lids in a terrible symphony of what i would call despair. For some reason, the whole time, i was laughing like a maniac, Evil-villian style.
Woke up in a cold sweat, like i said, first what i would call nightmare in my life.

I just mention that one because it was scary as hell, for no good reason.

This one was a little more exciting, and one of what i call my story dreams. Dreams that follow a story, from beginning to end, sometimes over the course of five or six nights. This one is creepy, but i didn't wake up scared, i was just scared in the dream.

The dream doesn't waste anytime in starting. From a skyhigh view, looking down on a swamp from say, 500 feet up in the air, there's a grey blot in the middle of the dark green and brown lanscape. The "camera" zooms in and pans down to show me an old man, sitting and dangling his feet over the edge of a crosswork pattern of grey stone blocks. He's wearing a full suit, and i think that it's weird that he's getting his nice slacks wet. In a sudden wooshing noise, the "camera" zooms down and around to his backside. The stone there has vines growing up out of the water, and entangled in the vines is some young girl in a white dress, screaming a silent scream.

Then, (this is the same dream BTW) I was back from somewhere, home for a reunion with friends. (Not sure where i was coming back from, but home was an island community, not a real place i've ever been.) I was picked up from the airport in a red pickup by my IRL friend and co-worker, and the drive back we spent talking smalltalk. At one point i asked him how everything was going and he replies
"Not so good" but won't say anything else.

We get to some house, and there's a raging party inside. After walking in the front door, i notice everyone has little vials of white powder tied around their neck. They say its for the "Old Man" when he comes, but i get caught up in partying and forget to worry about what that could mean. This "me" has no idea that the IRL me saw the "old Man" in the beginning.
A little later, i come out of the bedroom (me and a girl i meet there just get done.. well, doing.) and start to walk into a basement down the stairs. The girl, who has no name, is at about the middle of the flight of stairs when i hear a what i can only describe as an incredibly large foghorn, the sound is so dense and loud that it cuts out the sound of everything else, which is namely people screaming.
The nameless girl, in the middle of the stairs (i'm still at the top of the flight) starts to stomp and shake her fists at the ground, yelling something like "Just get it over with already! Do it, i F-ing Dare you, Do it." then the sound stops...
And a face forms out of the carpet beneath her feet, opens up, and swallows her whole. After she dissapears from view, the sound starts back up, louder than ever. The poeple around me start to throw the Vials around their neck down the throat of the face, which i would say is about 10 feet long with a big gaping mouth. It seems to gag, and the sound fades out with the face.

I dont want to go longer in this post on this one, if you want more i'm going to type this and the rest out into a dream journal when i make one. Needless to say this dream was nuts.

One more i just want to get out real quick, because its another crazy one, but in a different way. Sorry if this is too much, i hope this isn't boring.
This one's quick. I was playing a video game a lot a while ago called The Elder Scrolls 3, Morrowind. In the game, when a thing, in this case like an octupus looking beast, would swing a tentacle into say, a rock face, the game would just let the arm pass through the "impenetrable" rock. Something i think they call a border dissagreament or the like. Anyway, in the dream, i was standing in a canyone of dark grey rock, and there was a tentacle like "lagging" out of the rock, grasping at me. It kept getting closer, closer, then BANG, It grabbed my leg. The kicker is that, IRL, something really grabs my leg under the covers in the same second. I wake up, just about to yell bloody murder, and fling back the covers.
You know what i see? My own hand, grabbing the back of my calf. The hand was asleep, i have a tendancy to sleep on my arms and they fall asleep all the time. It was weird though because when your hand is asleep, as most people would think, you can't usually move your digits or fingers very well, even at all, let alone grab your leg asleep. I thought this one was crazy, and i still call it my favorite dream.

Does anyone else have any dreams that they would want to share with me? I have had thoughts of composing some sort of dream composium, or novel, true life, dream cross story. I would love if people would want to share dreams for that as well.
Again sorry if this was uber-boring, i included all the detail because i figured that some people would appreciate it.