W4d5Y
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Okay, this is a weird, slightly disturbing but however fascinatingly awesome expirience...
It was about three years ago maybe, when I was still little and not a notorious wank*r, starting in the early evening when I watched a simpsons episode which closed with a bunch of lost, frightened pathfinders in a remote location out in the woods at night (they got lost early into the episode).
As they sit huddled around an open fire, the viewer's perspective suddenly switches to an unidentified entity, watching them through a bunch of dark branches with preying eyes, rapidly changing its location.
The sound of heavy heartbeats can be heard, just as the entity (perspective still is identical with its view) leaps onto the pathfinders' leader, screaming out in horror with the others, looking straight at the viewer in a shocked manner, subsequently the screen fading to black...
So this scene actually intrigued me so much, I reexpirienced it three times that night.
I dreamt exactely the above described section, only this time there was more emphasis on the heavy heartbeats and the feeling of a blood-rush and a peak of adrenalin.
As my first dream closed (exactely in the same manner as the actual episode did) I instantly shot straight up in my bed, paralyzed for about three seconds, then I let myself fall back into the pillows, still able to hear an echo of the heartbeats which I heard seconds ago in my dream.
This went on another two times.
So what really startled me afterwards was, that even though I felt shocked by the dream, the actual kick I lived through wasn't maybe related to fear, but maybe I actually tampered with a deep human instinct, concluding that after all, it might have been myself who actually WAS the predator in that dream, so I actually expirienced a blood-rush while sleeping, and that thanks to the simpsons and two other times that night.
It probably was a more horrifying expirience than any wet dream I had so far.
It was really startling, because each time I'd shoot straight up with my torso as the dream finished, hearing this pounding beat in my ear, and then I sit there, paralyzed for several seconds before regaining controle of my body.
After a while I also adapted the idea that the pounding sounds actually was my own heart beating in excitement by the instincts I touched in my dreams!!!!
What do you think about it?
It was about three years ago maybe, when I was still little and not a notorious wank*r, starting in the early evening when I watched a simpsons episode which closed with a bunch of lost, frightened pathfinders in a remote location out in the woods at night (they got lost early into the episode).
As they sit huddled around an open fire, the viewer's perspective suddenly switches to an unidentified entity, watching them through a bunch of dark branches with preying eyes, rapidly changing its location.
The sound of heavy heartbeats can be heard, just as the entity (perspective still is identical with its view) leaps onto the pathfinders' leader, screaming out in horror with the others, looking straight at the viewer in a shocked manner, subsequently the screen fading to black...
So this scene actually intrigued me so much, I reexpirienced it three times that night.
I dreamt exactely the above described section, only this time there was more emphasis on the heavy heartbeats and the feeling of a blood-rush and a peak of adrenalin.
As my first dream closed (exactely in the same manner as the actual episode did) I instantly shot straight up in my bed, paralyzed for about three seconds, then I let myself fall back into the pillows, still able to hear an echo of the heartbeats which I heard seconds ago in my dream.
This went on another two times.
So what really startled me afterwards was, that even though I felt shocked by the dream, the actual kick I lived through wasn't maybe related to fear, but maybe I actually tampered with a deep human instinct, concluding that after all, it might have been myself who actually WAS the predator in that dream, so I actually expirienced a blood-rush while sleeping, and that thanks to the simpsons and two other times that night.
It probably was a more horrifying expirience than any wet dream I had so far.
It was really startling, because each time I'd shoot straight up with my torso as the dream finished, hearing this pounding beat in my ear, and then I sit there, paralyzed for several seconds before regaining controle of my body.
After a while I also adapted the idea that the pounding sounds actually was my own heart beating in excitement by the instincts I touched in my dreams!!!!
What do you think about it?
