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What are yours like?
Have they changed as you've got older?
Is there one that stands out in your mind?
Mine used to be very coherent and lucid, but are more symbolic/hard to "decode" nowadays. My nightmares used to be quite psychedelic and psychological... I'll never forget having one where I was trapped in a Izanami-esque cycle of repeating the same moment over and over again - waking up and getting out of bed and realizing I was trapped in a doorless room, situated in a void of existence. I'd panic and then out of nowhere, I woke up again and so on... To make matters worse, I was fully aware that I was trapped in this glitch-born loop and fully aware that there was no escape, and therefore aware I was to be trapped like this for eternity. The psychedelic bit comes in with the fact that everything was one colour - the furniture, walls, carpet and even myself, with the colour changing upon each cycle. It was like someone looking through a window of coloured glass.
The nightmare came with a happy ending though; I got so angry that I lashed out (hitting and smashing things up); therefore changing the outcome and breaking the loop. The power of a strong will.
Have they changed as you've got older?
Is there one that stands out in your mind?
Mine used to be very coherent and lucid, but are more symbolic/hard to "decode" nowadays. My nightmares used to be quite psychedelic and psychological... I'll never forget having one where I was trapped in a Izanami-esque cycle of repeating the same moment over and over again - waking up and getting out of bed and realizing I was trapped in a doorless room, situated in a void of existence. I'd panic and then out of nowhere, I woke up again and so on... To make matters worse, I was fully aware that I was trapped in this glitch-born loop and fully aware that there was no escape, and therefore aware I was to be trapped like this for eternity. The psychedelic bit comes in with the fact that everything was one colour - the furniture, walls, carpet and even myself, with the colour changing upon each cycle. It was like someone looking through a window of coloured glass.
The nightmare came with a happy ending though; I got so angry that I lashed out (hitting and smashing things up); therefore changing the outcome and breaking the loop. The power of a strong will.

