Thread: Geometric Night Terrors @ Fever Dreams

Originally Posted by The Cusp

Actually for me it was fever because of strange dreams. Those dreams would induce fever like symptoms, even though I never actually had a fever.

Oh really? Then the similarities are nil for me. I got the dreams because of a fever. It messes with your dreams. It has to do with your body temperature raising while fighting off an infection.

Originally Posted by Medevila

Oh really? Then the similarities are nil for me. I got the dreams because of a fever. It messes with your dreams. It has to do with your body temperature raising while fighting off an infection.

I still see similarities there. It doesn't really matter how you got to that feverish point, the link between fever like symptoms and those dreams is still the same.

When I had fevers as a child, I had very similar dreams/hallucinations. Except that as far as I can recall the figures weren't geometric. They usually involved large brown gelatinous blobs juxtaposed against thin threads. Sometimes the threads were raining on the blobs and sometimes my hands were like threads trying to grab the blobs. But there was definitely a sense of horror and despair at the juxtaposition of the two things. I had a feeling there was something so important I was supposed to do but it was overwhelmingly impossible.

urg i just want to vomit now, i still have these dreams....mmm.... about once a month or more depending. i used to have them quite frequently as a child but i dont remember ever having them because of a fever.

I have only read the first page of this thread so far... I have had 3-dreams I remember that strike a similar cord:

[1] A dream about terrifying abstract colors. There was no fever. The colors were prismatic to the point of forming shades and hues I have never seen before. If I force myself to pick words...

It was like multiple overpoweringly rich oil in water fogs. It had a vaguely holographic quality, but more consistent, grainy, and vibrant like sunshine. Burgundy the most recognizable hue. They pulsated, reverberated, and undulated around very, very slowly. I did not have a body. It was like a nebula of alien (slowly) churning colorings, swirling, and glittering. Titanically large, impossible to withdraw from, and scary past words. I also experienced roaring silence.

This nightmare came closely timed with ghostly activity occurring in my house at that time. My GF was sleeping next to me on that night, and we both woke up at the same time in the middle of the night. We were reluctant to describe the nightmare to each other at first - we both had been terrorized by obnoxious colors in our dreams.

[2] When I was about 7 or 8 I had a reoccurring dream about a camp or excavation site. There were giant boulders tumbling out of the sky onto everyone and one would come straight for me. The entire dream would enter super slow motion. I could not escape fast enough. I could only stare at this huge shape looming closer and closer. This is similar to dream [1] in that I could not look away. When I was finally crushed, the dream would restart and the giant boulders would come even more slowly. It sounds rather silly now, but it produced such an awful and awkward feeling that I clearly remember it to this day.

[3] Dreams about floating symbols, logos, and glyphs burning with energy, color, and intensity. Again, I have no body so I can't look away. There is something so foreign and demanding about the whole thing that fear is my natural response.

Note: As far I can remembering, I have never had fever or illness induced dreams.

Note: As far I can remembering, I have never had fever or illness induced dreams.

I really do speak English. "As far as I can remember, I have never had fever or illness induced dreams." -that is. I have never had a reaction to nutmeg or foods, as far as dreaming goes either. I run "high fevers for an adult", and they disrupt my sleep/dreams. For what it's worth. I want to add a 4th dream, it was less shocking but had a similar vibe:

[4] A terrifying curtain. Like a reddish stage curtain. Can't look away. The curtain looks like old velvet, but at the same time, extremely vibrant to the point of generating fear. I never see what is on the other side, and feel happy about it when I wake.

I break out into goosebumps every time I start reading this thread.

Originally Posted by MrDreamsX

INote: As far I can remembering, I have never had fever or illness induced dreams.

Originally Posted by ray

i dont remember ever having them because of a fever.

Yeah, but did you wake up with feverish symptoms, like cold sweats? You don't necessarily have to have a fever, I never did, but I would always wake up feverish.

only sometimes, mostly i just felt like vomiting.

Okay, definitely NOT a good idea to read this before going to bed. Although I've never had nightmares, per se, before, this is going to give me them. Ugh.

Originally Posted by winstea21

Basically I want to know now if any of you guys have a sense of a task you need to complete? You dont know the task is, but you know it is utterly impossible. Can anybody relate?

Yes. These are where my dreams come in. Occasionally I'll just have these weird dreams. There are no images, there is not darkness, no light, not even a dream. I'll just wake up, and that second before waking up but after being asleep, I'll feel like there is something completely impossible that I need to accomplish but I only have a few seconds to do it. I'll just get this dreaful feeling in the pit of my stomach. It's not scary, just - ugh. Kind of terrible feeling. Let me give you a scenario. Say that you have ten thousand envelopes that you need to put letters in, seal, and address by hand. You have ten seconds to do it, and if you don't your head will get chopped off. Like that, but it's hard to know what it feels like if you haven't experienced it.

Also, when I was little, if I was feeling really tired, I would get the feeling that everything shrunk. Lying in bed, the door would get farther and farther awake, the clock on my nightstand recending into the distance, an impossible distance away. It was really a freaky feeling. I would just have to get out of bed and go talk to my parents. This would only happen when I was tired, and it doesn't any more. But the task feeling does.

Can anybody else relate?

Originally Posted by Mespia

I'll feel like there is something completely impossible that I need to accomplish but I only have a few seconds to do it. I'll just get this dreaful feeling in the pit of my stomach. It's not scary, just - ugh. Kind of terrible feeling. Let me give you a scenario. Say that you have ten thousand envelopes that you need to put letters in, seal, and address by hand. You have ten seconds to do it, and if you don't your head will get chopped off. Like that, but it's hard to know what it feels like if you haven't experienced it.

That too sounds like Cognitive Dissonance http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...=1#post1388415

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I had a dreams like this too when I was younger. They kept returning irregulary. They consisted of a large square, divided into 100 smaller squares, each numbered from 1 to 100, starting at the bottom left and spiralling inwards counter-clockwise. I didn't progress through these squares myself, I just watched them. On the middle square was a bomb or a lion. One of these two always appeared at the end of the dream. The dream is always calm at first, it just feels neutral. When the bomb (a typical, black round one with a fuse sticking out the top) or the lion appeared, or right before that, I felt incredibly scared. This feeling would continue for what I expierienced as several seconds, though in reality I think these were about half an hour. After waking up, my eyes played tricks on me. When I stared at things, they seemed to get further and further away from me, as if everything in the room shrank, including the tiles on the wall, but the room still staying the same size. This also really scared me, and one time lasted half a day. Is this normal or a problem?

Never been there. I have, of course, been able to close my eyes while going to sleep and see bright, beautiful, ever changing geometric shapes. But then I can do people and faces also. Or scenes. It is nothing I get hung up about.

But, if you enjoy Plato, I do give away free audiobooks, of the various translations on the internet archive.

I also posted a novel in geometry, The Delian Quest. PDF format.

Like several others, I registered just to post this here. I hope you don't mind the necro-bump. I can't believe the emotions I feel reading through this thread. Very powerful.

When I was young, I experienced dreams/nightmares that I cannot describe. If I had to, I would ask you to envision a sort checkerboard with purplish hues... There are huge (brown?) spheres that move in different directions. The word that comes to mind is DIMENSION and PERSPECTIVE. Things moving forwards and backwards, moving side to side... there were also little black, skinny, arrow-like slivers that would interact with the spheres and would move very quickly. I remember the feeling was one of impending doom, like these spheres would not get where they needed to be in time. Every time they moved, it was like a clock ticking down to death. I can't describe the paralyzing fear I felt during these dreams.

I don't specifically recall them occurring while I had a fever. It's also interesting to note that a post on the first page detailed having a dream of stars forming geometric shapes in the sky. I also had that dream when I was younger, and the dream was so convincing that for a few years as a young child I believed that it really happened.

Hmm... Something similar maybe: and I've had this one dozens times, or more.
I am a sphere, infinitely small, and infinitely large. At the same time! It's impossible to describe the feeling. I'm not human.
I am everything. And nothing. But conscious. I can see another one sometimes, just like me; but that's where I am unable to tell if it's infinitely small or large. But then I am both at the same time. Oscillating back and forth between small and large.It's impossible to describe the feeling. And I would probably sound like a madman if I tried explaining this to anyone.
This dream comes back often, rarer nowadays. But it happened a lot when I was younger.
It's not scary, but quite comfortable. Sometimes I hope to get it again.

Originally Posted by WakingNomad

I used to have slow nightmares, also. This is how they happened.

1) As a child, I would have nightmares, become lucid, but I did not know I could change the dream, and sometimes it would take a long time for me to wake up.

2) If I forced myself to wake up as quickly as I could, I would often be in sleep paralysis. I thought sleep paralysis was extreme tiredness. I would also experience "the dark presence in the room" which I interpeted to be demons.

3) This gave me a fear of sleep paralysis.

4) Because I would so often try and force myself awake from a nightmare, I would experience false awakenings. Sometimes, I didn't even know these were dreams until months or years later.

5) After the false awakening I would experience in my dream, "extreme tiredness", and an evil presence in the room. My extreme tiredness would be me being barely able to stay awake, and sleepiness washing over my body. I would be terrified of going back to sleep (though I was in a dream, and was at the opposite end of the lucid spectrum, totally convinced it was reality), and I would cry out for help or feel weak or whatever, and then I would fall asleep (in my dream.) I could only move super-slow, like wading through molasses.

Dreaming of abstract fascinates me, though, since I have never experienced anything quite like it.

"Like wading through molasses." That's the exact word I was thinking. I just got shivers reading that. You feel like your energy is so unnaturally low that moving any part of your body would take a thousand years, and would require more effort than you've expended over your entire life, but if you don't move, you'll die, or something worse. (Engulfed by nothingness?) You try to wake up, have a false awakening, and even if you know it's a false awakening and you're lucid, you have no control and you're in the same dream again.

I didn't see shapes in these dreams though, just darkness. Absolute darkness. I felt some kind of energetic presence with no form, and in some forms of the dream I would be moving, but I would have the sense that I was moving outside of my body, i.e. I would only be moving my mental representation of my arm, but not my real physical arm.

I don't usually have a fever when these dreams happen, but they happen when my sleep cycle is very disrupted (e.g. I've stayed up more than 20 hours). But when I wake up, my head is extremely hot, like my brain is on fire, and my eyeballs feel like they're burning.

Also, sometimes in these dreams, after a few false awakenings, I imagine someone trying to wake me up (usually my mom), and I can only move extremely slowly, and I'm absolutely terrified that they'll think I'm vegetative or dead. Eventually, I somehow summon an enormous amount of energy and "jump out" of the dream with one swift movement.

I think this is more of a sleep-paralysis-related dream than the geometric one, but the feeling of slowness ties them together. It's not absolute paralysis like when you've slept on a limb and you can't move it for a while; it's like you could move if you wanted to, but you dread expending the energy that it would take to move at normal speed (and yet you simultaneously dread staying still).

dang I hate those slow moving freaks. sometimes its a person coming for me or a giant die.

Hi all, first post - decided to register as i've had similar (and occasionaly recurring nightmares). I generally had the worst dreams when I was ill and feverish, especially as a child.

Regarding the shapes, the most horrible, vague and threatening dream i've ever had (very hard to explain so please forgive me), was as though I was trapped inside a huge, static-charged box. The whole place was a nightmare of lines and bridges and thread like wires which stretched out impossibly into each other and made no sense. The whole place nauseated me, chilled me with fear, overwhelmed me... as my perspective and balance seemed completely 'out'. I remember my head throbbing, I felt sick and I couldn't stand up properly. There was a background 'noise' like a hum, but the hum was everywhere. More like a drone or a hollow pipe sound, I really can't explain it.


The place felt like.... A death factory, as though there was no way out, like the whole box was a machine or a computer or a prison or something.

The thing that scared me the most though, was at first I thought i was completely alone, but I eventually saw a group of about ten, skinny, tall, naked, sexless people, running at me from across this bridge. As I watched them, a huge rolling spherical shape mouth (like 'pac-man' but rolling and huge and made of a brown, sweating mottled flesh and looked like it weighed a ton) - like a fleshy spherical mouth. This thing rolled over the skinny people, devoured them....

I felt horrified... Then the dream looped and looped a few times. I would replay the events over and over in my head. The feeling of oppression grew worse, as though my head would explode or crush. I would see the bridges and lines... and the people and the rolling sphere.

The next thing I knew... was all these pale white balloons started coming out the walls, but the balloons were both huge and tiny, again like my perspective could not focus on them properly, these balloons began clustering together and I remember feeling sick and I could feel my breathing.

When i breathed in, the balloons got caught in my throat, and started inflating....

That's the point I woke up, my whole bed drenched in sweat - My ear and throat infection obviously sending my temperature through the roof..... But that was the most hellish, looped, nonsensical, disturbing and alien dream I've ever had....

Originally Posted by The Cusp

Bump!!!!!

Hate me for bumping if you will, but this is still the biggest non general topic in this section, and my interest in the subject hasn't waned in the least.

I always love to hear from anyone who has experienced something similar.

For what it's worth, I'm reading a book called /BRINGERS OF THE DAWN Teachings from the Pleiadians by Barbara Marciniak. This is a quote from the top of page 184,,,

"forms. Through this marriage of energies, eventually you will all
hold the alphabet of light inside your beings, and this alphabet of
light will teach you. If you have dreamt of geometric forms, it is
an indication that the forms are working with you. Or perhaps you
loved studying geometry in school. If you wish to know what you
have been implanted with, see which forms continuously come first or
are larger than the others. There are many shapes that do not even
have names. There will be shapes that you know and recognize that
later will take new forms and new shapes that your consciousness
cannot translate.
The spiral is one of the basic forms of the Language of Light
geometry. It is a bridge, a teaching unto itself...." etc.

I remember having fever dreams... I would lose all proprioception (your sense of your physical body). Parts of my body would feel different sizes, as small as an ant, or my body could feel as large as a city. I would fade in and out of sleep, and rectangular prisms would be inside of my body.

I heard that childhood fevers rewire your brain.

ARGH! how many times will it have to take for this to post?!

Yet another (frustrated) user registered because of this.

I used to have Timaeus dreams when i was younger, although i don't remember them ever having to do with fevers or illness. I used to dream that I (my consciousness) was in a silent and in infinitely large and dense void. Spacial dimensions didn't really exist in the void, it was as though defining things in terms of space was a non-sensical notion, like trying to conceive a 4th dimension. A static cube entirely of red light would appear, as infinite in size and mass as the void. They were two parts of the same thing really. My consciousness was always positioned at the bottom left corner of the cube, for infinite as it was, my finite consciousness could never see it in full and it extended away into nothingness. The sheer magnitude of the cube would suddenly become overwhelming, all at once an extreme feeling of terror, oppression and impending cataclysm would rise within me. It would be accompanied by the sudden amplification of the silence into a deafening roar and the cube would be drawn to me (or I to it) at an accelerating speed. All in a matter of seconds, and then it would fade away.

I tried to explain the dream to my parents when i was about 6 years old. The idea of it seemed so clear in my head but when i tried to put into words it just fell apart. My 6 year old brain could find no way to explain the feeling. In the end all i think i said was: "I had a dream about a really big red square". Needless to say, blank faces all around. Since then i've got it worked out a little better. But even still, its almost pointless trying to explain it to someone who hasn't experienced something similar. Language, dependent on a common familiarity, entirely breaks down in the face of such a alien ideas. It's interesting to note that even though these types of dreams are all connected by a similar emotional response, they are more often spoken of as "dreams of platonic solids" even though it is not a defining characteristic; it is however a characteristic rooted in the tangible world. Anyway, enough about linguistic philosophy.

The other night i was lying in bed, facing the ceiling, trying to fall asleep. I had a terrible ringing in my ears that was keeping me awake. I noticed that the volume would change, and not just randomly, but it seemed to change depending my thoughts. I managed to sort of focus on the sound in a way and it would amplify in my head. It reminded me of the Timaeus dreams i used to have so i tried to amplify to that critical point. Somehow i managed to and it became deafening like it would in the dream. The "space" above me suddenly began to feel oppressive. I began to feel faint and physically weak and i started to grey out and my heart rate sped up. Just like in the dream the feeling rushed over me and then faded away. After that i felt i should do some research, so here i am! RESEARCHING! sort of.

A lot of what others have been saying has felt strangely familiar. Certain words coming to mind (for me, "silence" "infinite" "oppression" "wave"), and the after-effects, so to speak, of strange feelings in the tongue and hands, and thinking in mathematics, particularly, seem like experiences i have had but can't properly recall. The feeling of deja vu has some sort of connection too. I remember once, when i was staying in a hotel in brazil, i was standing at the reception, when i turned and looked down the corridor and was overcome by the strongest sense of having been in that exact situation before, but in a dream. There was something about that experience, a feeling i can't put my finger on that is connected to the rush of emotion felt in Timaeus dreams.

I think the Cusp may be on to something with the paradoxical situations: infinite form conceived within finite mind, a cube of infinite mass but made of pure light, the silent roar etc...
It got me thinking about optical illusions. For some reason this came to mind: wikipedia.org/wiki/Grid_illusion
And what people have been saying about the feeling of their surroundings receding away from them reminded me of the rotating spiral illusions like this one: dogfeathers.com/java/spirals
And this also seems interesting: wikipedia.org/wiki/Optical_illusion#Future_perception

That's it from me. wow, that's rrrrreallly long....

i killed the thread!

Originally Posted by The Cusp

Well Flubb, that dream is what sparked my interest in dreaming, and when I learned about Lucid Dreaming, i started it with the intent to go back to that dream and check it out.

I just never have. I'm usually too busy kicking the crap out of whatever it was that made me lucid. You have to realize just how scary (not really scary, just... awful) this dream is though. WHile it's interesting intelectually to think about, I dont really want to go back there. Like thinking about cutting your arm off. You can imagine doing it, but you wouldnt really want to.

this is really interesting. i've had experiences like this in dreams vaguely, but only as vividly and intensely as you guys are describing during psychedelic encounters. i think a lot of what goes on within the framework of lucid dreaming also goes on within that sort of experience, but what i find most interesting is that i've only ever felt that horrific screaming slowness once as a truly devastating experience, and all other times as a union with complete and total ecstasy. it's like the other side of the coin or something, if you can imagine something that horrifying and awful but flipped over or inverted or something, so that the slowness and patterns unify with your mind or soul or whatever that is to create a feeling so boundlessly beatific and glorious that you can hardly believe it. you can't even think to hardly believe it because you are so completely one with the intensity of the moment and the healing kindred ecstatic nature of these "platonic solids". i would strongly encourage dreamers to overcome the intense fear of the negative side of this experience and go fourth to explore it and try to flip it around to this ecstatic realm. it is possible, i got there through exploration. it's almost an entity, you know? it's possible to connect with it and almost communicate with it, to turn it this way or that if you can mentally engulf the magnitude of it while maintaining sanity and accepting the dissolving of the self.

I can relate to many of the stories on this thread. Occasionally in my dreams as a child, I would see a huge sphere that would oscillate between being either completely smooth or completely jagged (ie static-like as many seem to mention). It did this in a very nauseating way, and I was overwhelmed by it. There was also this sound or wave that I could both hear and feel, and it vibrated and screeched in an indescribable way as the sphere oscillated. Sometimes I was tossing the sphere back and forth between someone, which added to my panic.

I don't recall the "sphere dreams" happening when I was feverish. I do recall having bizarre and tediously long dreams while feverish, though. I no longer have the sphere dreams, but every once in a while, when the wind hits my skin in a certain way or one of my limbs is vibrated, a very small fraction of that feeling from the dream seems to come back.