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The Forgotten Errand.
The Big Nice House  (this one is cognate to the New Apartment, which in my dreams is always a wonderful refuge, sometimes with free meals or similar).
The Elaborately Produced Big Budget City.
The Big Guy who makes me Guilty/Nervous/Anxious
The Rock Band that Needs my Help
Meeting Dead People who Act Alive
Being Dead but Still Alive
Meeting Famous Dead People who Act Alive
Lost or Detached Penis (see also:  Lost Teeth)
Back to School though Graduated
Teaching Class but Knowing Nothing (see Actor;s Dream) -- I had one of these and forgot it till just now!  Trying to keep up the patter, glancing at the (illegible) textbook, getting caught out by students who know more than I do.  Probably every trade has its own version of this one.  The Lost Hammer Holster.  The Fucked Up Operation.  The Car with Unintelligible Engine.
Chased by Bad Guys
Chased by Bad Guys, Realize you're in a Movie
Dream Dream Job
Dream Bad Job you Used to Have and Thought you were Done With (variant: finding out that, after all, and in spite of everything, you have been drafted.)

ANd that's not all, and that's just us!


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Jan. 24th, 2007 01:55 am (UTC)
the New Apartment, which in my dreams is always a wonderful refuge, sometimes with free meals or similar

Or dozens of disconnected toilets, or something loathsome in a drawer? Or was that only in Pierce Moffat's dreams? ;)

I have the Big Nice House dream, too, although I call it the Rambling House (it's usually Victorian in appearance) because seems to go on and on, bigger within than without.
Jan. 24th, 2007 02:24 am (UTC)
Diconnected toilets-- or walking through huge institutional bath and shower complexes in which none of the doors work, or they're all occupied...
I get those a lot.
(no subject) - sphinxie - Jan. 24th, 2007 02:47 am (UTC) - Expand
(no subject) - intelligentrix - Jan. 24th, 2007 03:03 am (UTC) - Expand
Jan. 24th, 2007 01:55 am (UTC)
"Being Dead but Still Alive"

I've lived through that dream a few times...
Jan. 24th, 2007 06:52 am (UTC)
You Know
We are all Dead.

These words persist. Here, now, I am writing this and here, now, we are reading this.

Soon I will go to bed. These words will still be here.

Eventually I will die. These words will still be here.

John's work continues to be read - even gains in popularity; that, I think, is predictable. Thus people continue to read this, long after John and you and I and all of us are dead.

I'd like to say hello to you, reading this in 2050, in 2100, in 2150 and beyond.

I was like you once.

Sooner than you think, you will be like me.

I hope you are doing well. Take good care of yourself and those you love. There's not really much else that is important.

Jan. 24th, 2007 01:57 am (UTC)
A corollary to Back to School: Missing the Bus. More than 20 years after graduating, I still get that one.
Jan. 24th, 2007 02:17 am (UTC)
Mind if I cut and paste this to the Varieties of Oneiric Experience community?
Would make a good start...
Jan. 24th, 2007 02:15 pm (UTC)
Also-- do you have any interest in being a maintainer? I'm just trying to get the ball rolling, not take over :o/
(no subject) - crowleycrow - Jan. 24th, 2007 04:09 pm (UTC) - Expand
(no subject) - lizjonesbooks - Jan. 24th, 2007 04:19 pm (UTC) - Expand
Jan. 24th, 2007 02:21 am (UTC)
Two I haven't had for a while
1) I wake up, and realize I've been dreaming. Then I wake up, and realize that was a dream. Then I....

2) I'm at the tiller of a car going down a mountain road. The tiller is the only part of the controls whose function I know.

I decide to pull over till I know what I'm doing. I ask where the brakes are.

"There are no brakes."{
Jan. 24th, 2007 04:11 pm (UTC)
I once read the Greek word that signifies dreaming that you have awakened from a dream, but remining in dream; I forgot it immediately and haven;t come upon it again.
(no subject) - mattboggan - Jan. 26th, 2007 01:38 pm (UTC) - Expand
Jan. 24th, 2007 03:07 am (UTC)
I get the Lost Car in the Parking Garage, Final Exam I Haven't Studied For in the Class I Forgot To Attend, and Various Flying Dreams (With or Without Anxiety). My favorites used to be the Sliding on Shiny Floors in my Socks. Really. I was quite elegant, almost balletic, and the slides went on forever. I suppose that might be a subset of the New House dream, although often the floors were in public buildings.
Jan. 24th, 2007 05:31 pm (UTC)
Do you ever get "Suddenly realising you are naked at work/school, and nobody noticed, but now that you know everyone notices and somehow you have to sneak out of the place and get home to get dressed?" That one was a plague for me in my teens.
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Jan. 24th, 2007 03:57 am (UTC)
The Big Closet or Room You Didn't Know You Had, generally behind a door which you thought was a closet or that led to the attic.

Reading A Fabulous Story You Have Written and forgetting it all instantly on waking.
Jan. 24th, 2007 02:18 pm (UTC)
Reading A Fabulous Story You Have Written and forgetting it all instantly on waking.

Argh! Yes! I get that one from time to time. Very rarely, I manage to scribble some of it down upon waking, and once I did get a poem out of it, but usually it's just lost impossibly perfect prose.
(no subject) - intelligentrix - Jan. 25th, 2007 01:35 am (UTC) - Expand
(no subject) - movingfinger - Jan. 28th, 2007 05:24 am (UTC) - Expand
Jan. 24th, 2007 04:10 am (UTC)
Most of my dreams tend to be odd and leave people told about them saying, "wait, you dreamed what?". But I do on rare occasions have "Commit Violent, Often Freudian, Acts You Would Never Do in Real Life Against Loved Ones" and that strikes me as archetypal.
Jan. 27th, 2007 01:23 pm (UTC)
I don't know about that. I have a feeling that dreams just don't care what you do, and supply oddities that are in fact not wish fulfillment or anything but random combinations. The awful moment in such dreams is when you begin to wake, or begin to return to rationality (though still dreaming) and realize that even though it made sense to kill your mother or eat your baby or cut off your foot it was a REALLY REALLY BAD IDEA and can never be made better and WHAT HAVE I DONE and then you wake up panting in horror.
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Jan. 24th, 2007 04:12 am (UTC)
In place of The Big Nice House I usually have The Big Nice Attic which is always my favorite dream. I haven't had one in a few years, though...
Jan. 24th, 2007 04:14 am (UTC)
Don't forget out the dark, unstoppable scary thing outside the house that is now somehow inside the house omigawd!
Jan. 24th, 2007 07:14 am (UTC)
I don't have the same dream over and over, but many of my very lucid dreams take place in the same place. It started out as what I knew was supposed to be my Dream house, but it was always in the midst of repairs. Then it moved to a neighborhood that I somehow knew every nook and crany of; then it moved to other locations--an elaborate mall with spiraling escalators like in an Escher print, a university campus town with maze-like streets and various highways that would take me to other places that were as real as can be, but exist no where that I know of. I always wake up from those dreams and feel strangely like I'm actually leaving another life. Very strange. *chuckles* Just thought I'd share.
Jan. 24th, 2007 07:27 am (UTC)
I keep dreaming that a minor celebrity who is half my age is my boyfriend. This is actually a very nice dream because he's a good boyfriend in the dream, and he's a very cute 21 year old. But it is kind of weird.
Jan. 24th, 2007 09:15 am (UTC)
back in school
No, no, no. Day before graduation. Realization I've skipped every session of two different classes, and they're not going to let me out. Hustling campus and talking professors into alternative assignments by telling monstrous lies, admitting to deserving no better than a B since all of those conscientious kids actually made it to class. It works. This is a recurring dream, and there is almost nothing else in my life so satisfying as the waking realization I never have to go back to school again. I'm just assuming y'all are talking about dreams.

The single singular thing I know about myself is that I've never (ever) had a nightmare. I dream with plots, with beginnings and endings, and some of these stories are vexing, and some are very sad. In dreams, I consciously suppress the knowledge that I'm dreaming, since awareness would ruin the surprise. I do sleep to dream, and I think it's a pretty satisfying vocation. As with just about anything otherwise inscrutable, this is more or less perfectly explained in The Tempest:

Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices
That, if I then had waked after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open and show riches
Ready to drop upon me; that, when I waked,
I cried to dream again.

I think this is the second best shakespeech after Richard II sittingdeaths of kings. But, you know, Awake, thou coward majesty! thou sleepest. Sort of like disobeying the Tom Waits injunction to never drive a car when your dead. Your innocent when you dream; you're innocent and you dream.
Jan. 24th, 2007 02:20 pm (UTC)
Re: back in school
Day before graduation. Realization I've skipped every session of two different classes, and they're not going to let me out.

Yep - very common version of it, I think. It's the exam or the end of school and one has forgotten to show up all year!

(btw, one of my favorite Waits lines -- "Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you.")
Jan. 24th, 2007 10:07 am (UTC)
Real-Life Task Invasions?
Don't know what to call them, but I often have dreams that continue tasks that are taking over my waking life or which I'm anticipating in some way.

The former pop up during big pushes at work, the notable example occurring when I took off just enough time to go to the movies and then get some sleep. That night, I dreamt that I used my desktop publishing software to turn my friend into Robocop.

The latter stick more when it's something I'm dreading for some reason, from tedium to angst. Bob Dylan was to play one of my favorite small venues, tickets going on sale only at the venue (two tickets per person limit). I set the alarm clock, then dreamed that I was waiting to buy tickets, only in the jury selection room at the courthouse, chatting with out-of-town friends who are enormous Dylan fans. In the morning, I woke up late and declined to go stand in line, mainly because I thought it was too late to get tickets, but partly because I'd spent hours standing in line already.
Jan. 24th, 2007 12:44 pm (UTC)
just to add to this, I've recently had the 'very literal dream about the holiday my friends are on at this present minute and I could have gone on if I had more money', which seemed like very simple wish-fulfillment.
I've also had 'going back to Grandma's house to find everything changed' which I'd interpret as a kind of 'self-auditing/think of a happy place' type dream.

I would say in general, the problem with trying to find one specific taxonomy of dreams would be the incredible subjectivity of inner consciousness. A parent's bedroom, a high mountain, a cup, a horse, or anything, could have vastly different significances attached to them, depending upon whose headspace its cropping up in. I guess you'd get recurring themes or archetypes, I'd say that you'd have to know a lot about the landscape, which would limit their usefulness as any kind of shortcut to understanding.
Jan. 24th, 2007 02:14 pm (UTC)
That's true, which is why the initial phase of data collection ("what dreams have you had?") will only yeild a real taxonomy after not only common incidents have been identified, but identifying connections. Sort of like Boolean search: Includes, always, but not, or. ALWAYS big house OR big city BUT NOT nice AND [falling apart OR unfinished] AND [getting lost OR never reaching the end].

I'm vamping. Wiser data students than I must log in here.
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Jan. 24th, 2007 04:49 pm (UTC)
I used to have recurring tornado dreams, very vivid and realistic, all the way up to the feel of the air and the wind and air pressure effects. Sometimes in the dream I was in a house, at other times in a field, or driving. I had assumed it was just me, but across the years have run into a fair number of other people who have had this as a recurring theme. I've never been through an actual tornado, so chalk it all up, perhaps, to the Wizard of Oz...

Another recurring dream was being in an airplane as it goes down, which oddly enough, included the inability to die -- instead of a crash, the plane lands successfully on a highway, or otherwise somehow recovers. Apparently my inner dreamer can be quite the optimist.
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