Reoccurring dreams

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Lately, I've been having dreams where my teeth fall out.

I'm not aware of anything else, just that my teeth suddenly feel as fragile as sugar glass and they break up and fall out of my gums, leaving only the taste of blood and this feeling of deep seated panic.

The other night I had a dream about having some sort of government test given to me by a muscular young guy that I ended up blackmailing him to have sex with me. I was bossing him around, and even during the boring test part of the dream he was naked.

But nope. The reoccurring dream is the one about the teeth.

I looked it up and some quacks think that dreams about missing teeth are a sign of anxiety, especially transitional anxiety. And I guess that fits the bill.

Anyone else have reoccurring dreams? Especially the tooth dream? We could maybe make up an archive for dreams we want our characters to have. Dreams that will resonate with a large cross-section of readers, give your story an extra-real feel.
 
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If I now have recurring dreams, I do not remember them. The last such dream sequence was long ago. The scene: I am in an old-time western cowboy saloon. The cartoon character Yosemite Sam plays honky-tonk piano and raspily sings CUDDLE UP AND BE MY LITTLE HONEYBEE -- not too bad until the next-to-last line, when he pounds the keyboard and yells. That always woke me up, shivering. I'm glad it wasn't sexual.
 
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My recurring ones tend to be of the ilk of standing in front of a locker and not remembering the combination or going off to a class or appointment and not having any idea what class or appointment it is or where it's located.
 
Mine is that I need to go somewhere but can't figure out how to get there. The place is always somewhat familiar but the layout is different.

Maybe a foreshadow of oncoming dementia... :rolleyes:
 
I either quit dreaming or quit remembering them, a long, long time ago.

If I do have one I remember, they usually revolve around my grandchildren getting lost or deciding to walk over to grandma and grandpa's house without telling anyone.

In those dreams they are always under 5 years old. Scary dreams. Just ask a parent/grandparent.
 
I have re-occuring places, more so, in my dreams... or dreams involving the same situation or theme. Like... I'm always moving out late of an old place I'd lived in... and moving into ... I dunno... some place I'd lived in earlier in life that was in worse shape than ever. Or, the new owners were due any minute and all my stuff was still there, just like it always was... I have definitely several locations that re- occur in my dreams, and they re-occur, sometimes with ... say, like hidden rooms, or a piece of property with an old orchard or barn attached. Some of the places are completely new to me, others old and familiar, or familiar but not the same. I have this one place, an actual homestead on a specific road that actually exists in my area, and I dream I'm doing a pet sitting gig there every now and then. I never have done a pet sit at this place in real life, but I've done numerous ones there in my dreams. I'm never sure what the animal scene is, but there's always a barn, or a bit of yard, or a room off somewhere and I find ... who knows? Sometimes nothing. Maybe a horse, or a horse and a pony. Often I encounter chickens behind the barn on the third day of the gig.I once found three donkeys, and a cage of guinea fowl... back there... had no idea how long they'd been there & if I was supposed to have been feeding them (nobody told me... did they? omg! did they? I forgot? somebody told me and I forgot..? oh man... Fucking dreams, ha... geez)...
Anyway, I'm now inspired to create a list of all of my dream world re-occuring locales...
...note to self: G'night, please.
Uh... wrong thread. :cattail:
 
Never had the tooth one....and that is odd because I worry about them as both my biological parents had a gum disease and lost their teeth before they were 40. But so far so good for me.

The dream I have is about always being late, late for work, an appointment, a date

I've never looked up what it means, but in the waking world I am never late and it annoys me when people are so I just chalk it up to that.
 
The dream I have is about always being late, late for work, an appointment, a date

With a nick like Lovecraft I had expected your nightmares to be a little more colorful. At least I hope your reason for being late involves tentacles.... :)
 
I have two. One is showing up for final exams after missing the entire semester and not opening the book even one time. The second is being inappropriately naked somewhere--school, work, a store, downtown. Could be anywhere.
 
I have two:

1. My loved ones dying, usually by falling from the third floor of my house onto a cement block that's at the base of the open-to-ceiling atrium.
2. My death, usually by drowning.
 
I have two:

1. My loved ones dying, usually by falling from the third floor of my house onto a cement block that's at the base of the open-to-ceiling atrium.
2. My death, usually by drowning.

Interesting. I'd always been told you couldn't be offed in a dream and thus far that's been the pattern with me. Threat and approaching death, but never getting there.
 
Interesting. I'd always been told you couldn't be offed in a dream and thus far that's been the pattern with me. Threat and approaching death, but never getting there.

Oh, I die. And then wake up hot and burning all over.
 
May be wrong but if I remember my old dream interpretation books from when I was at college, teeth falling out in a dream is related to financial concerns in rl, or losing something important, cannot remember which but might help put you at ease :)

The other night I had a dream about having some sort of government test given to me by a muscular young guy that I ended up blackmailing him to have sex with me. I was bossing him around, and even during the boring test part of the dream he was naked.

Freud and most quacks will say this one is pure wish fulfillment :D
 
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There was a time in my life, some time ago when I would dream that my teeth would get very loose and when I gave the slightest tug they would sometimes just come right out, but more often they would just break off at the gum line.

The only other recurring dream I have is that I have an appointment (or I'm in school and I have to go to a class) and I can't find the place or room I'm supposed to be. It often involves walking up and down corridors or on grass paths between big office complexes, with a vague dream memory of having been in the room before.

When I was a pre-teen I would dream very often of flying, I would put on the large swim fins and just face into the breeze and slowly flap my fins and float into the air. Once up I could go any direction but had to slowly flap the fins.
 
Oh, I die. And then wake up hot and burning all over.

I once died in a dream. I can't remember what I did, but it was bad and the only way out was to kill myself, so I shot myself in the head. There it got weird. I felt utterly at piece and it was entirely dark and no sound. I woke up then, fully rested but really worried about the dream.

I think years and years ago, ages really, I dreamed I fell from a huge tall building, but I woke up before I hit. I can remember telling my parents about it and was told that if you ever dream that you die, you die in real life.
 
Mine is that I need to go somewhere but can't figure out how to get there. The place is always somewhat familiar but the layout is different.

Maybe a foreshadow of oncoming dementia... :rolleyes:

When I was younger I used to have these incredibly lucid 'maze' dreams. I never had dreams where I was more aware. It was never a straight-up maze, like a labyrinth or a hedge, but they would be houses, school, the store, and suddenly everything would be narrow, with non-euclidian (though I didn't know the term at the time) geography and animals that didn't seem quite real. They would have the skins or fur of animals, but thick heavy shapeless bodies, like bricks or slabs of meat. They were terrifying. Sometimes it was rats (I had pet rats at the time, so them being frightening was new for me) and other times it was weird flightless birds.

That feeling of getting so horribly lost, but being in a weirdly familiar place though, I remember that.

I either quit dreaming or quit remembering them, a long, long time ago.

If I do have one I remember, they usually revolve around my grandchildren getting lost or deciding to walk over to grandma and grandpa's house without telling anyone.

In those dreams they are always under 5 years old. Scary dreams. Just ask a parent/grandparent.

I think all parents have that. My mom told me about a reoccurring dream she had when my sister was a toddler, that she was in the front of a toboggan and the back was loaded up with me and my sister. She was just pulling the toboggan down a sidewalk full of gigantic gaping holes. She never tried to go around them, or just to stop, but she had to work up speed and hope that the momentum would get the front of the sled across, and not let the back end droop, or her kids would fall down the hole.

May be wrong but if I remember my old dream interpretation books from when I was at college, teeth falling out in a dream is related to financial concerns in rl, or losing something important, cannot remember which but might help put you at ease :)

That would ALSO fit the bill. I'm still waiting for my first proper day at my new job and I seem to just be flying through money, with the new apartment and all.

There was a time in my life, some time ago when I would dream that my teeth would get very loose and when I gave the slightest tug they would sometimes just come right out, but more often they would just break off at the gum line.

The only other recurring dream I have is that I have an appointment (or I'm in school and I have to go to a class) and I can't find the place or room I'm supposed to be. It often involves walking up and down corridors or on grass paths between big office complexes, with a vague dream memory of having been in the room before.

When I was a pre-teen I would dream very often of flying, I would put on the large swim fins and just face into the breeze and slowly flap my fins and float into the air. Once up I could go any direction but had to slowly flap the fins.

My tooth dreams were like that, I always pulled them out, they wouldn't just fall.

Flying and swimming dreams are so rare, but when they happen, they are never scary for me. That's why I love them so much. They feel so incredible. I think that my dream-state also alters my inner-ear function so I have literal sensation of swooping, flying etc.
 
Lately, I've been having dreams where my teeth fall out.

I'm not aware of anything else, just that my teeth suddenly feel as fragile as sugar glass and they break up and fall out of my gums, leaving only the taste of blood and this feeling of deep seated panic.

Read my book, "The Last Moon Dance" for a positive take on teeth falling out.
 
Lately, I've been having dreams where my teeth fall out.

I'm not aware of anything else, just that my teeth suddenly feel as fragile as sugar glass and they break up and fall out of my gums, leaving only the taste of lood and this feeling of deep seated panic..

When you are panicked about something, you don't pay attention to small details. You become oblivious to everything else for the moment and it all merges into an information overload.

Teeth are what help us digest food easier. Think of having none as being hit with too much information at once; you can't process all of it and important details end up passing through and going to waste.

So the dream is likely telling you that you are missing something(s) important when you are anxious or panicked and if you would calm the fuck down, you would finally notice what it is.
 
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Interesting. I'd always been told you couldn't be offed in a dream and thus far that's been the pattern with me. Threat and approaching death, but never getting there.

That's inaccurate, I've died in my dreams and know others that have as well. I think no one "ever" doing it is a psyche Urban legend.
 
With a nick like Lovecraft I had expected your nightmares to be a little more colorful. At least I hope your reason for being late involves tentacles.... :)

Well that is what I'm always late for.....you know, the stars are finally right, my alarm doesn't go off, Legrasse gets there first....
 
BAD: For 40 years I have had recurrent nightmares, perhaps two or three times a year, in which I am somehow notified that my engineering degree and license have been revoked and I am going to have to go back to the particularly unpleasant military academy from whence I somehow accidentally graduated and do it all again. Even though I am now retired and shouldn't give a shit it still scares the crap out of me. They didn't like me before and I'm pretty sure they'd like me less now.

PUZZLING: About once a month, I am in a public place, sometimes a Law School campus, sometimes a grocery store, sometimes a snooty corporate office, and I suddenly notice I forgot to get dressed that morning. Sometimes I sneak around trying to find something to wear, even a towel will do, and can't find a damned thing. Sometimes I just brazen it out.

The thing is, no one ever comments on it and I don't think they even notice, even though they are all dressed in the manner one would expect for the venue.

GOOD: About once a year I rediscover the secret of Flying. It usually occurs near the house where I spent much of my childhood. I'm standing out in the yard and my feet feel unusually light against the ground. I bounce a few times and find that I can go really high -- enough to touch the electric lines. I make a mental note to watch out for that.

Then I hold my breath and close my eyes and start to float. It's merely a matter of concentration, I realize. With a great deal of effort I rise slowly, then faster until I think I'm higher than the power lines. I crack open one eye to make sure, and sure enough, I'm above the power lines. Yay! Why haven't I been doing this all along? It's so easy!

But when I open my eyes I go into a steep dive. Shit! I squeeze my eyes closed and begin to rise again. I go way up into the clouds this time, then swoop and soar all over the place, really getting good at it. I can see people walking around in town, never looking up, but I don't dare go low enough to see any detail.

Then something really catches my attention; possibly Sally's exquisitely-shaped butt, and I go into free fall. Fuck! The electric lines! I try to pull out of it but I know I won't be able to do it because all I can see in my mind's eye is Sally's butt.

Then I wake up, still holding a detailed mental picture of Sally's butt.

She did have a really nice butt. :D
 
PUZZLING: About once a month, I am in a public place, sometimes a Law School campus, sometimes a grocery store, sometimes a snooty corporate office, and I suddenly notice I forgot to get dressed that morning. Sometimes I sneak around trying to find something to wear, even a towel will do, and can't find a damned thing. Sometimes I just brazen it out.

I get this one occasionally. Seems to be quite a common dream.

GOOD: About once a year I rediscover the secret of Flying. It usually occurs near the house where I spent much of my childhood. I'm standing out in the yard and my feet feel unusually light against the ground. I bounce a few times and find that I can go really high -- enough to touch the electric lines. I make a mental note to watch out for that.

Then I hold my breath and close my eyes and start to float. It's merely a matter of concentration, I realize. With a great deal of effort I rise slowly, then faster until I think I'm higher than the power lines. I crack open one eye to make sure, and sure enough, I'm above the power lines. Yay! Why haven't I been doing this all along? It's so easy!

And I used to get flying dreams, but it's been a while since the last.
 
  • Breathing underwater
  • teeth falling out
  • teaching the wrong class of 100 kids
  • snakes (jars of dead things, bradley)
  • Not being able to dial the phone (came true on Saturday. I hung up on 911 while a kid was being attacked by a dog)
  • crumbling ledges
  • things on fire while I'm trying to teach
  • tornadoes
  • in a room with all these cats, can't tell which ones are mine
  • packing
  • going back to high school. Can't find my classes.

I wake up very tired.
 
And finally, BEST: Very rarely, unfortunately, I am naked in bed and I suddenly realize I can suck my own dick. Damn! Why haven't I ever tried this before?

Probably because everyone knows it's impossible. But I know that's not right, because I once saw a contortionist who obviously could have done it, and now I'm doing it.

It feels really good, too. I'm such a fool for not trying this before.

After awhile it starts to feel really, REALLY good.

And then I wake up with a raging boner. Every time.

If I happen to have company there with me, she better be ready to be molested.:D
 
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