The Awesome Dream Thread
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WhiteBeastofWotan
Apostitutes!
Awesome dream.
I had a dream this morning that I was back at Heathen Crusade, and Max had brought a HUGE bag of cocaine. Like, one of those long plastic bags that newspapers come in. Yeah. Wtf, Max!
Anything to keep the party goin'!
Last night I had an odd dream. I don't remember exactly what it was about, but Morgan Webb was there and I was Jacen Solo, but not really. I think Morgan Webb was going to interview me.
harmonic_minor_shred
Noumenon
I sometimes dream about a good friend of mine. Sometimes we have sex; other times we argue. Nothing weird, but I guess the dreams are just a reflection of the way things used to be between us. She has been with a few guys since me.
I also have recurring dreams about waves: I stand near a beach, and each time the tide comes in, it gets bigger and bigger, until it becomes a fucking huge wave. At this point I freak out and the dream ends.
I also have recurring dreams about waves: I stand near a beach, and each time the tide comes in, it gets bigger and bigger, until it becomes a fucking huge wave. At this point I freak out and the dream ends.
Do you have anything that has been bothering you or that has been on your mind that keeps getting stronger and stronger? I think the waves have to do with an important decision that you are about to make or have been trying to make that you don't know the outcome yet, "possibly" an error in a decision you have made recently
With my dream (flying away where I eventually went into space) has to do with the argument I had with my father. He is always that monkey on my back and I love my family but they call all the time and watch me and all this crap it's like that are spies. I'm annoyed and just want to be left alone.
ossa
dead stuff
I had a dream night before last that someone gave me a moose head (you know, the kind they hang in hunting lodges). I spent the rest of my dream searching EVERYWHERE for a box of thumbtacks that I could use to hang it up with, I was getting seriously pissed off too because I couldn't find any and I really wanted to hang up my moose head. Then I woke up feeling like an idiot for even dreaming that some thumbtacks would be enough to mount a moose head on the wall.
Jace_Mereel
Freakame, Freakayou!
I had a dream the other night that I had dyed my hair black but since my roommate turned the heat up too high, strips of the dye started to turn blue. And in the dark bathroom, my face started to do the same thing. I went back in to my room after fiddling with the thermostat and Darth Bane was sitting at my computer looking for something. He was all "you look like a Sith" and I was all, "wtf Bane, get off my compy". Then he turned into my ex-boyfriend so I threw him out of my apartment for trying to get fresh. Then I woke up.
WhiteBeastofWotan
Apostitutes!
Oh man thats fucking awesome.
This made me lol.
We're cool because we have Sith in our dreams.
This made me lol.
We're cool because we have Sith in our dreams.
Jace_Mereel
Freakame, Freakayou!
harmonic_minor_shred
Noumenon
Mostly work and study related stuff. Before I graduate (which ages away I guess), I really have to have done some vacation work for a company that does stuff related to my degree, but my (only) application was rejected this year. I really fucking better not miss out next year. Each year that passes without having done this will put more pressure on me. I think I didn't apply hard enough this year; I was too content with the lame-ass job that I'm in now.
I'm not sure the dream had much to do with that, because it's not really a choice between one thing or another, but the impending outcome does loom. I could have drawn parallels to other things maybe.
dreaming neon darkspot
natures' retard
so my first dream... this girl (like my age - i dunno if she was supposed to be me or what - but she had curly blonde hair) and her father were in some inner city area at night. they park their car in this lot, the girl leaves her purse and backpack by the car and she and the father walk over to this building and wait for someone to let them in. the girl goes back to the car to put her stuff away but the car's locked so she just sits by it and waits for her dad. this black teenaged boy comes over and shoots the tires out. then this middle aged muslim/india looking guy comes over and shoots the girl (me - because i could feel the gunshot) in the head. but she/i wakes up and doesn't have feelings or emotions anymore... so i'm like the walking dead slave of this guy and i go around with him and the black kid while they commit crimes or something. and the middle aged guy rapes me a lot.
second dream - i'm at a library and i have this notebook full of stories that i was working on. the people there want me to read them some of my stuff so i run away. then i lose the notebook and am sitting in this corner in front of a filing cabinet. i open up a drawer full of photo albums, but when i look closer, i see that one of them is a notebook. then i open it and realize that it's my notebook but it looks like someone tried to erase all the stuff i'd written.
i feel like the notebook dream was somehow part of the first dream but i don't remember how.
so yeah. i woke up feeling kinda fucked up this morning.
second dream - i'm at a library and i have this notebook full of stories that i was working on. the people there want me to read them some of my stuff so i run away. then i lose the notebook and am sitting in this corner in front of a filing cabinet. i open up a drawer full of photo albums, but when i look closer, i see that one of them is a notebook. then i open it and realize that it's my notebook but it looks like someone tried to erase all the stuff i'd written.
i feel like the notebook dream was somehow part of the first dream but i don't remember how.
so yeah. i woke up feeling kinda fucked up this morning.
Jeff-Loomis-fan
Member
hmm ok i remembered my dream since a lonnggg time
dont remember much but here it goes:
me and a friend went in a bar because we needed to change clothes because we wanted to go to a concert in Amsterdam...ffs... on a bicycle, its like 2 hour drive with a car from here
but for some reason i needed to piss really bad, and was scared i wasnt going to make the concert in time because of this.
and i woke up like 1pm, all sweaty and needed to piss real bad
seriously wtf dreams are weird
dont remember much but here it goes:
me and a friend went in a bar because we needed to change clothes because we wanted to go to a concert in Amsterdam...ffs... on a bicycle, its like 2 hour drive with a car from here
but for some reason i needed to piss really bad, and was scared i wasnt going to make the concert in time because of this.
and i woke up like 1pm, all sweaty and needed to piss real bad
seriously wtf dreams are weird
Liverslapper
w00t
I had the coolest dream last night. what is up with these good dreams? it's not normal for me.
I guess i was at my parents house, living there for some reason. But I don't know how I figured this out, but after I was done playing guitar hero and such, before I went to bed i saw this indent in my tile floor (my bedroom was underground in the basement) and this little mark was right next to my bed.
So i decided to cut it open and dig just down to where i can stand in that slit sideways about to the middle of my shins. If i though of a place that i wanted to go and something I wanted to do in that place, I had to rub the bar-code of a tin can and just imagine me being somewhere. Then my body would just sink slowly and then I would just fall through and see a white light as i fell in this black empty void, unsure where I'm going to land but making sure I just close my eyes and try to keep my legs underneath me like I'm standing. Then after about 5 seconds of free falling in this pitch black abyss I opened my eyes and I was at Joe's house in fucking Switzerland
We played Halo 3. Then when I wanted to go back I just had to think about it and i would be in my bed at home that morning.
How fucking cool was that, I was only able to do it ONE other time then the 3rd time i couldn't get it to work, I got about half of my body through the dirt before I just woke up.
My dreams always seem to have a meaning.
#1 - being at joes to play halo because I missed the meet-up on sexbox live.
#2 - the slit and falling part - It was like a glitch i found (kind of like in the Matrix) but this was part of something I've been doing on Call of Duty : WaW for sometime. There is a glitch here you can rub up against a wall and you fall through the bottom of the map. I been messing around with that so that might be why i was able to do that. (i could go anywhere on that map)
Also a meaning of escape, lately i have been depressed and just want to be alone and away from everyone, so being able to just leave that house (i been distancing myself from family since we don't get along to much) and to go do something out of here was cool. I wish dreams never stopped, it was kick ass.
I guess i was at my parents house, living there for some reason. But I don't know how I figured this out, but after I was done playing guitar hero and such, before I went to bed i saw this indent in my tile floor (my bedroom was underground in the basement) and this little mark was right next to my bed.
So i decided to cut it open and dig just down to where i can stand in that slit sideways about to the middle of my shins. If i though of a place that i wanted to go and something I wanted to do in that place, I had to rub the bar-code of a tin can and just imagine me being somewhere. Then my body would just sink slowly and then I would just fall through and see a white light as i fell in this black empty void, unsure where I'm going to land but making sure I just close my eyes and try to keep my legs underneath me like I'm standing. Then after about 5 seconds of free falling in this pitch black abyss I opened my eyes and I was at Joe's house in fucking Switzerland
We played Halo 3. Then when I wanted to go back I just had to think about it and i would be in my bed at home that morning.
How fucking cool was that, I was only able to do it ONE other time then the 3rd time i couldn't get it to work, I got about half of my body through the dirt before I just woke up.
My dreams always seem to have a meaning.
#1 - being at joes to play halo because I missed the meet-up on sexbox live.
#2 - the slit and falling part - It was like a glitch i found (kind of like in the Matrix) but this was part of something I've been doing on Call of Duty : WaW for sometime. There is a glitch here you can rub up against a wall and you fall through the bottom of the map. I been messing around with that so that might be why i was able to do that. (i could go anywhere on that map)
Also a meaning of escape, lately i have been depressed and just want to be alone and away from everyone, so being able to just leave that house (i been distancing myself from family since we don't get along to much) and to go do something out of here was cool. I wish dreams never stopped, it was kick ass.
Lordlucid
Warning: Contains Alcohol
I had a dream last night that tons of the east coast people came to my town and rented rooms at an apartment complex for a Neverboard convention or something. It was hecka weird, I had rented an apartment also even though I live in the town. Every one was in one apartment but wouldn't come out because Will was in the shower and wasn't leaving. Finally he came out and we Ice skated in the parking lot. Weird.
Chromatose
Squid pro quo
I had a dream 2 nights ago that I still had my beard but my mustache was a hitler mustache. It wasn't very fashionable.
ZOMG Neverboarders in mah dreams!
These took place a few nights ago...the first one was at one of the buildings on the IUS campus, but it seemed to be constructed of ancient stone blocks (I had just watched the same Cities of the Underworld, the Ethiopia one, twice). It was storming like hell outside, and the building was jam-packed with people. It was falling apart, and a girl I knew from high school was hanging onto a broken staircase for dear life. Next to an overgrown, mossy elevator, I ran into either a guy I work with, or Joe (Undefined) - you guys both kinda look similar. Weirdly enough, the next day, I received Joe's secret santa gift! It must have been him.
The second dream was set outside of my place of employment. I arrived early in the morning and climbed up onto the catwalk of a billboard nearby (which doesn't really exist) to change into my work clothes. After sliding/floating back to the ground, I noticed a riot of Koreans had broken out (I don't think there is a single Korean person anywhere near Clarksville, Indiana). They were running around aimlessly, occasionally stabbing or cutting someone very lightly and without much anger. I was hurried into a minivan by some mysterious old dude, and sat there hiding with a bunch of nerds I didn't know. Some black woman got in and was eating a cake, then tried to have sex with me, so when she pounced I opened the sliding door behind me and let her fall out. Everyone in the van laughed, so I shut the door and let her get stabbed. Then, I fled to another hiding place, where some of the people I worked with were. I was cut lightly on the way in after stupidly telling one of these Korean wackos that I had no knife.
Somehow, we knew that the army was moving in and would blow up our place of employment within half an hour. I don't recall why they had to do this, but that was common knowledge. I ended up falling asleep right by the place, and when I woke up, I discovered I was in another minivan alone, parked right by the building. The army seemed to have taken control, the riot was ended. I got out, and who do I see but Cara, standing by the building, chatting it up with some soldiers as if they were old pals! I backed the van away because I was afraid they were still going to blow the place up. Then I walked over to talk to Cara, and was promptly awakened by my alarm clock.
These took place a few nights ago...the first one was at one of the buildings on the IUS campus, but it seemed to be constructed of ancient stone blocks (I had just watched the same Cities of the Underworld, the Ethiopia one, twice). It was storming like hell outside, and the building was jam-packed with people. It was falling apart, and a girl I knew from high school was hanging onto a broken staircase for dear life. Next to an overgrown, mossy elevator, I ran into either a guy I work with, or Joe (Undefined) - you guys both kinda look similar. Weirdly enough, the next day, I received Joe's secret santa gift! It must have been him.
The second dream was set outside of my place of employment. I arrived early in the morning and climbed up onto the catwalk of a billboard nearby (which doesn't really exist) to change into my work clothes. After sliding/floating back to the ground, I noticed a riot of Koreans had broken out (I don't think there is a single Korean person anywhere near Clarksville, Indiana). They were running around aimlessly, occasionally stabbing or cutting someone very lightly and without much anger. I was hurried into a minivan by some mysterious old dude, and sat there hiding with a bunch of nerds I didn't know. Some black woman got in and was eating a cake, then tried to have sex with me, so when she pounced I opened the sliding door behind me and let her fall out. Everyone in the van laughed, so I shut the door and let her get stabbed. Then, I fled to another hiding place, where some of the people I worked with were. I was cut lightly on the way in after stupidly telling one of these Korean wackos that I had no knife.
Somehow, we knew that the army was moving in and would blow up our place of employment within half an hour. I don't recall why they had to do this, but that was common knowledge. I ended up falling asleep right by the place, and when I woke up, I discovered I was in another minivan alone, parked right by the building. The army seemed to have taken control, the riot was ended. I got out, and who do I see but Cara, standing by the building, chatting it up with some soldiers as if they were old pals! I backed the van away because I was afraid they were still going to blow the place up. Then I walked over to talk to Cara, and was promptly awakened by my alarm clock.
dreaming neon darkspot
natures' retard
Hmmm, interesting, Russell. I vaguely remember you being in one of my dreams a few nights ago as well! Don't remember what it was about though.
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