#vividdreams

[oscarangelreysoto]

"Val del Omar" Ink, markers and tempera on paper. Tinta, rotuladores y temple sobre papel. #oscarrey#oscarangelreysoto#oscaratelier#inkonpaper#tempera#fineart#plants#contemporaryart#aesthetic#contemporary#vividdreams#zeichnungen#winter#flowers#sun#blue#lagartijanick (hier: Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmOMQvmogx6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[shedreamsai]

I normally love watching fire but when you have a nightmare so realistic it becomes scary.

I stood there frozen in fear as the temple burned.

What do you think this means?

#AIart #aiartcommunity #nightmares #BadDreams #SheDreamsAi #DreamsToAi

[ladymacabrebeth]

My nightmares are so vivid and frequent that disturbing things no longer scare or surprise me.

Lady Macabre Beth

[sheissomniac]

Camera-free World

One morning I found myself in a world where no photo/video taking devices worked. Something was happening, I took the mobile out ready to take a picture but the app did not open and it automatically linked to something unrelated. I asked someone nearby what happened, and upon being given the explanation, followed a discussion about all things that this new measure affected. Photographers, film directors, social media, journalists, the fashion industry, and others. Imagine living in a world without recorded moments, neither photos nor videos, and how this would change our ways of living in the modern era.

[8bit-sadman]

Art dump!

Enjoy ♪( ´▽｀)

[aromanoart]

Euphoria 48 x 32 x 3 IN Acrylic on Deep Edge Custom Wood Canvas 😍 Sold. Go take a look at beautiful unique paintings available for purchase and on display until April 28th 2019 at "The Peach Gallery" @thepeachgallery 722 College St, 3rd Floor, Toronto. Open Monday to Friday 10 - 6 p.m. www.alexandraromanoart.com #vividdreams #thepeachgallery #alexandraromanoart (at The Peach Gallery) https://www.instagram.com/p/BwFQEciDyaa/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=sokuze23a6ja

[shedreamsai]

I had a dream last night that I was on a small canoe going through what was some sort of canal or ditch. The water was lowering due to something blocking the path.

When I look outside of the boat I can see the water lowering only to see the rocks at the bottom.

There are small creatures in the water, almost like a mixture between a sea horse and salamander, I know weird…but don’t blame me, blame my crazy brain.

Then slowly out of the water emerges a peaceful face. A woman. She is no longer with us and it seems her body must have been pulled apart by decomposition and perhaps the waves which battered her body against the rocks. Oddly enough, Her skin was fair. There wasn’t a weird hue to her at all. It was as if she was just placed there. I’ve watched enough crime documentaries and movies to know cold water + dead body equals a blueish tint to the skin almost see through in fair skin tones.

(I did think all this while in my dream)

Even then her face was beautiful and at peace. I was shocked to see her but felt sad for her.

Who is she? Who did this to her? Is she missing? Do her family know she is gone. I felt this overwhelming sadness, but something about her stoic look made me feel she was at peace, as if she was only asleep.

I don’t even remember why I was in this ditch or body of water in general but it was clear I was not alone.

I found myself waking up after seeing her, I wanted to continue the dream! I wanted to know if I ever got her the help she needed so that she can rest properly. Bring closure to her family.

It was just a dream tho, I have to remember so I don’t become so emotionally invested. It’s hard when you have dreams that feel so real.

What’s even more crazy was having the ability to create what I saw in my dream using A.I.

[sheissomniac]

Sexsomnia 00

Dreams have been in me ever since I was a little girl. Explicit, vivid dreams. I was the kind to hallucinate with fevers to the point of seeing people who aren’t there. I live dreams so real that screaming, crying and talking are a constant. In one particular occasion I wasn’t able to move when I woke up. I live dreams so intense, that several times I wasn’t here when I woke up and to “return” took me up to two days. Sometimes I remember up to three dreams of the same night. And once it took me three attempts to wake up (in dreams) to actually wake up (in real life). Dreams play a big role in my life. They give me ideas and they give answers (such as my next creative project, discovering who my friends’ lover was, where the car keys got lost or the outcome of something that’s been happening). But above all, dreams allow me to be.

Sexual dreams are very frequent. Intense, vibrant, often primitively brutal. I’ve come to believe I don’t fully explore the sexual side of me that I need, so my mind gives me these delicacies. Contours, colours, sounds, golden complexions; men, women and others without faces. I can recall multiple times that I climaxed while dreaming, and multiple more in which I woke up completely wet.

Maybe as a result of this... neurosis... my sexsomnia was born. I only found it about 1.5 years ago. Few months before knowing about this condition, I was constantly complaining to my partner about how he would wake me up during the night trying to have sex. I would wake up and freak out, scold him, complain and have terrible moods because I always felt tired. His suspicions that I wasn’t conscious grew and pushed him to record a video as proof. So one day he tells me it isn’t started by him... but by me. What I vaguely saw on that video but could certainly hear was my physical advances on him, my hands finding and masturbating him, my mouth speaking things such as “make love to me” and “I want to fuck”, and after being rejected I got angry and upset. I violently pushed him away, turned to the other side and masturbated myself until reaching climax.

Do I hate this? No. I fucking love it. I love the fact that my mind is perverted without my consent. But are there risks inherent to sexsomnia? Yes, there are and they can be terrible. Maybe there’s a reason I was never a fan of sleepovers.

Chimera Sovereignty will be my way of sharing all these unspeakable things I dream, and all this unspeakable things I do...while I dream.