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Main Forums => Sticky Stuff (no pun intended) => Topic started by: Jaepheth on June 24, 2014, 01:57:58 PM
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Post your dreams or armchair analyses of others' dreams.
The only snippet I remember from last night:
I found myself in an Old West style bordello; it was very dark.
I stumbled around and found the fireplace in the main room, the embers were barely visible. I found the gas key and cranked it up. The fire burst forth; at first a dark purple followed by an eldritch green flame. As the fire normalized to the familiar orange and yellow flicker a chill ran down my spine; I turned to find why the house was so quiet this night. There on and around the sitting room furniture were the house's residents; dressed in their Edwardian dresses they were positioned around the room like mannequins or dolls, and as still as the same. They're quite dead, and someone... or something, has injected a jewel-like glitter into their eyes; giving the irises and pupils the look of starry skies.
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I know there was much more before this, but this is what happened right before I woke up:
My parents seemed to be separating. Mom was moving out, Dad and grandma were staying in the house. It seems I was also moving out, as my cat was there and anxious about all the upheaval. I zipped her into my luggage with a breathing/escape hole and she curled up in my clothes to hide. The lawn was uneven, with frequent low, rolling hills -- but there was no grass. Instead, the yard was covered in a flocked carpet: white background with dark and light blue blotches and golden curving lines intersecting randomly. After securing my cat in my bag in the car, I went back in the house to take baking accoutrement out of the kitchen cabinets: powdered sugar, a frosting styling kit, etc.
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Something about prime rib and a friend's wife.
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:mrgreen:
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I had a dream..
http://www.nytimes.com/2014/06/26/us/supreme-court-cellphones-search-privacy.html?_r=0
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Information is meaningless absent an observer. An observer is meaningless without the observable.
The meaning of the Universe is data.
Sometimes this dream makes me wake up drenched in sweat.
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Knotty dreams about Catwritr last night. I was shocked. Also I ended up standing at the curb, filling out invoices for taxicab rides for executives in our company. And the cab dispatcher wouldn't let me leave. I ended up going back to my residence which was outdoor, sprawling, roofless and I had a river running through it.
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Knotty dreams about Catwritr last night. I was shocked. Also I ended up standing at the curb, filling out invoices for taxicab rides for executives in our company. And the cab dispatcher wouldn't let me leave. I ended up going back to my residence which was outdoor, sprawling, roofless and I had a river running through it.
Shocked at what? I'm a dirty, dirty girl.
Seriously, I haven't showered in two days and my hair is disgusting.
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Triple X bisexual knotty dreams. Pretty vivid too. Really weird as I don't have many dreams like this that I recall. I was at work watching a link that you posted with the aforementioned content. For some reason the firewall didn't block it out and I was worried someone would catch me watching it.
So if you send me the link, I think I'll wait until I get home :-P
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No memory of any dreams last night.
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I woke up at 7:10 this morning due to a dream in which my father was fervently trying to wake me up, just to "enjoy the day." I was not pleased in my dream and I wasn't thrilled IRL, since I had zero reason to be awake that early in both worlds.
When I went back to sleep, I had some incredibly complicated and vivid plot lines, the details of which have now been lost. I just know I woke up groggy and confused.
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Last night's unbelievably vivid dream, what I remember of it:
It started with me getting on a plane. With a bicycle. But the airplane had bike racks inside! When we landed some short time later, my dreamscape segued. Suddenly I was in a large, sprawling house with a small group of people. Some were coworkers former and current, some were friends. It felt like we were wandering through a museum, as even though this was definitely someone's residence it didn't have a lived-in sort of look like you'd expect from homes. I found a room -- a series of rooms, really -- that contained a plethora of materials from any nerd's wet dream: full sets of multiple RPGs' source books in pristine hardcover format, a video library of collectors' editions of shows and movies like Firefly and Aliens, collectible figurines and action figures. Everything was grouped logically in my head (all the Joss Whedon shows were together, etc.) and there were leather covered couches and settees on which one could ostensibly settle in to enjoy the material. This house continued on, however, and I kept exploring. It turned into a new series of rooms that would make the House on the Rock seem like a yard sale full of kitch. Each had a different theme and one could move between them freely. In most, there were vendors related to the room's theme, making the whole thing feel like an antique bazaar. I interacted with people in several rooms, and (this is actually the strangest part) there was definitely some type of erotic undertone to the entire dream.
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Last night, I killed my father because he was trying to kill my mother.
Thankfully, this is one of those times I'm very cognizant that this was Just.A.Dream.
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I had someone's house key on my keychain, and it looked just like the one to my parents' house. I was worried that I'd get them both confused. That's about all I remember though.
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It started with me getting on a plane. With a bicycle. But the airplane had bike racks inside!
Well I don't know about you, but I also find this disturbingly erotic.
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Wandering around campus forgetting my schedule for the new semester and also what day it is.
Do these ever stop?
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Wandering around campus forgetting my schedule for the new semester and also what day it is.
Do these ever stop?
Nope. :-(
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I've had those recently and I'm an old dude.
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In fact it gets worse. Now if you'll excuse me, I know I left my keys around here somewhere ...
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In last night's dream, I slept with someone that was a much, much more attractive version of Alexander Ovechkin of the NHL Washington Capitals. That was pretty much it.
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A classroom. I was picking over donated Babysitters' Club books (one about werewolves...LOL) with a friend before class started, even though I should have been working on the homework I hadn't done. When the teacher settled the classroom, he had us organize into a line. I thought it was going to be a queue to present our homework (lines of poetry), so I brought my little notepad up with me to write while I waited for my turn. Instead, we were queuing for a massive buffet of Italian food.
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For some reason I was at my previous company and working both Saturday and Sunday. All hands type of thing. But there was no real reason for me to be there. For some reason we all went to a park and some guy had this cool life sized lego golf cart forklift type thingy. Then I was walking through a mall and to get back to work I'd have to go through space first because there wasn't a direct shuttle to work which was like only a mile away. Then I woke up.
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All I remember is driving around in some car killing time, listening to Hell Bent For Leather.
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Took place in some sort of Nazi camp or headquarters.
A young girl (11ish?) is conscripted to clean the local commanding officer's office.
There she finds a ledger in which all the local families are listed and beside some of them is listed an action item (interrogate, deport, etc)
At first she does nothing; until one day her she notices a bad action next to one of her friends' family; so she alters it.
She gets away with it, no one seems to notice. She grows bolder and starts saving more people, but to prevent suspicion she starts adding increasingly negative actions to people she doesn't like to balance the books.
The Gestapo come to do an audit and discover that the young girl has been essentially running things for quite some time.
The incompetent commander is dragged away, and the girl becomes a commissioned officer in the Reich.
She became the thing she hated, and never even noticed. :O
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Wow.
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I was back in high school, and it was definitely the high school I attended. The student office admin was the same no-nonsense grey-haired lady who knew which kids were okay to let loose and which needed a leash. I was the former. Dream-me showed up in the office on the first day of school to get my class schedule, and she saw me in line and said, exasperated, "Catrina, you know where to go." She nodded her head over to a second file cabinet and I went over and found my file. There were about 15 copies of my schedule, along with stacks of expired coupons and a letter I never got to read. I took my schedule, threw out the coupons and went to find my classes.
Time is a tricky thing in dreams: so maybe an hour later, I went outside to get something from my car, only to find it'd been towed because I'd parked in a no-parking area (which was only two carlengths long, in the middle of a block). I returned to the school angry and trying to find my car's location on some less-than-helpful app the city provided for such occasions. I'm stomping around the school, because I realize I have no idea where my locker is or what the combination might be, and I run into a former coworker [with whom IRL there'd been some unrequited sexual tension and mutual affection]. He's struggling with his sport coat. I reach up to his collar to help straighten it. He recoils and says, "Actually, I don't want you to touch me."
I woke up immediately. Fucking Thursdays.
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"Actually, I don't want you to touch me."
Oh boy, I gotta remember to use this one.
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"Actually, I don't want you to touch me."
Oh boy, I gotta remember to use this one.
Glad you find it useful, because it punched me in the gut.
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What a fool that guy is.
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You probably gave him the "fuck you look" instead of the "fuck me look". It's an easy mistake to make in dreamland.
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What a dream jerk.
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I less-than-three you guys.
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I'm sure there's joke in there about... something... touching... something... AND my 10' pole
Anyway, tonight's was noir as fuck:
It's the far future, and Earth is a wasteland. Superior technology, including super solar and anti-gravity, came too late to save the planet; so we saved ourselves.
All that's left of humanity lives in a massive cube city floating in the sky above the constant dust storms, polluted air, and acid rain.
Crime, gangs, and corruption are rampant throughout the society. There is one "hope" though; a sister city still under construction. It promises to relieve the tensions of overcrowding, and offer many (presumably the rich, powerful, and well connected) a fresh start.
There's been a murder.
It's in the lower levels where justice is expensive and the people are poor... but the victim wasn't from the lower levels.
The police don't go down there, and normally I wouldn't either, but someone really wants to know what happened. Simply put, the pay for this job was too good to turn down.
Long story short: Conspiracy.
Turns out there's a new gang in the city. But this one is different, and not just because it seems very well connected across the entire socioeconomic spectrum. It's more of a religion or cult than a gang. They've usurped key positions that will allow them to populate the new city with only their adherents and ideology. After which... well, they keep talking about how the eighth age ended in poison, and the ninth age will end in fire.
In the end. Nothing I did really changed anything. Their plans weren't stopped by my investigation; no, I was too small and inconsequential. However, their plans were interrupted by the revolution.
As the old city tore itself apart I managed to hitch a ride with my employer over to the unfinished new city. Everything is so green, and bright owing to the use of decorative lenses that playfully focus, scatter, and bend the sun's light around the many gardens...
Then the dream segues into an unrelated bit about me and some "uncle" I've never met (reminds me of the lawyer from Breaking Bad) sitting in a very high end restaurant where the wait staff are ignoring us hoping we'll give up and go away (They dislike the uncle since he's nouveau riche)
you know... I might try to flesh this one out into a genuine story.
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Had a dream where 4 other friends of mine were always talking about these books they were reading, and they were trying to get me to check them out too. Turns out they were Batman novels. And there were like 30 of them.
They even had this log book that listed each chapter in each book, and you had to initial next to each one after you read it. That way nobody could talk about any chapters in front of anyone else who hadn't read that one yet, so as to avoid spoilers.
Weird Tingly Feeling, brain. Whatever you're trying to tell me, I'm not following it.
EDIT: LOL, I'd totally forgotten about the "W.T.F." filter! :-D
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Weird Tingly Feeling? There's a Sweet Lovin' here for Weird Tingly Feeling?
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My ex-girlfriend and I were in a magnificently-appointed and enormous mansion - almost reminded me of a castle out of an "Amnesia" game, though slightly less dark and scary. The reason we were there was somewhat of a mystery but she wanted to play some kind of game - the details are fuzzy on what exactly the rules were. Either way, I didn't mind because we were hanging out and I was enjoying myself.
We walked through the mansion and eventually down a large flight of stairs into a wide-open, finished basement area filled with white pillars. Looking around, I noticed several friendly dogs running around and generally playing about. My ex began chasing one while I watched.. Eventually, I saw her run behind a pillar in the distance and disappear.
After running around looking for her for some time, I noticed that the stairs that brought me to the basement were gone; I was trapped. Wandering around, I noticed other people who were no help and just kept asking me strange questions like "where is my plastic?"
I was stuck in the room for days (in dream years). My ex would appear randomly, 7-foot tall and dressed like a medieval queen. She would walk around with a malevolent smile for a while not saying anything and then disappear. I never was sure if it was really her as I couldn't believe she was capable of trapping me here.
As far as I can remember, I stayed in this room until I woke up - trapped in my own mind!
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Definitely made out with Joel McHale again last night in my dreams.
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Last night my name was AJ. I lived in a colony travelling through deep space, though we were docked at an earth-like planet at the time.
Mainly I spent the dream trying to get a blonde to pay attention to me. I was doing well and finally got a date! When the time came, I decided I would play video games instead. Needless to say, she was not happy. She took a vote of the colony and 500,000 people voted me an asshole.
What the hell, AJ?
I've yet to understand why my brain sabotages my attempts at dream make-outs.
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Forgot them both in detail upon being awakened by the radio alarm, but I had two separate dreams last night and both were ultraviolent. Not usual for me.
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More dreams about school. It was the last day of classes and I seemed to be a senior. I went to clear out my locker and discovered that it'd moved over one slot and someone had left a note saying they'd sold all my clothes and gotten $5,000 for them. I was hugging random people goodbye, and most were walking around with blueprint-type paper that had totally random shit written on it in chalk. A guy I went to elementary (but not high) school with had a piece that said something about sushi in a heading at the top, but was otherwise empty.
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If you get Joel McHale, I get Allison Brie.
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I'm holding out for Christina Hendricks.
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I finally remembered one dream:
The earth was being invaded by aliens. They were flying around on motorcycle-like craft and were looking for any humans to kill.
Then I woke up. Seemed like forever though.
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Aforementioned former coworker and potential FWB+ showed up again last night, this time with his IRL girlfriend. We were all playing hockey (a thing they actually do in pickup leagues). He was goalie (as he is IRL) and was putting on some giant red partially-metallic contraption, like a suit of armor -- but was borrowing my skates. I was asking his girlfriend to teach me how to hockey stop, as I've never learned how to do that.
STOP IT, BRAIN.
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...We were all playing hockey (a thing they actually do in pickup leagues)...
"Pickup League" - I imagine a group of people who drive their trucks around fields playing automotive versions of various sports... most of the time it'll end up as a variation on the demolition derby... only with goals.
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This sounds like Foot Hockey Porn Ball....
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Calvinball ... with live ammo!
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This sounds like Foot Hockey Porn Ball....
waitaminit, Lacerda is a dude?
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"Pickup League" - I imagine a group of people who drive their trucks around fields playing automotive versions of various sports... most of the time it'll end up as a variation on the demolition derby... only with goals.
I assume that's what Quidditch would look like if it were played authentically.
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Weird dream last night...
Was using some sort of software that had various bugs in it. But if you found a bug in the software the developers would summon a ghost to hunt down and kill you instead of patching the software.
So I spent the majority of the dream on the run to avoid these techno-ghosts.
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Weird dream last night...
Was using some sort of software that had various bugs in it. But if you found a bug in the software the developers would summon a ghost to hunt down and kill you instead of patching the software.
So I spent the majority of the dream on the run to avoid these techno-ghosts.
The number of times I've wanted to kill the person who reported a bug...
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Last night I dreamt of that which I did not want to but knew I would. Demosthenes knows of which I speak.
But somehow that segued to a co-ed combination hockey/volleyball game in Germany, where I dealt with racism and Margaret Thatcher defending Hitler. I don't even know.
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Were there clowns?
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Had a pretty cool dream that can be summarized in one phrase:
Obi Wan Quixote
Basically an old nutter obsessed with Jedi (after Order 66 and their near-extermination) finds a lightsaber (I think it was Windu's) in a pawn shop on Coruscant and proceeds to luck his way through a series of misadventures trying to bring peace and justice back to the galaxy.
Back story is that he always loved Jedi, and during the clone wars he supplied arms to the Republic; he was so proud that his products were helping the Jedi fight evil... and then his guns were used for mass Jedicide. It was just too much for him; he kind of snapped. Became a complete recluse, which his wealth allowed him to do, and basically just had his droids collecting every Jedi related item they could find.
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This needs to be written. I want to read this book.
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My dreams the last few nights have been ridiculous and make no sense. Last night's was some kind of bachelorette party-turned-corporate all-hands meeting, at which I proved wrong someone I shouldn't have in such a public forum. (Responsive web design is my forte, dude, don't fuck with me.) We were sitting in long rows of benches, and there was a vampire trying to bite me, but I knew he was approaching and covered my neck with my hair and hoodie and shoved him off into another row. Then all the women in the group banded together and did some kumbaya sort of thing in protest of the vampire.
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Dreamed I raided a drug den, but instead of shooting anyone I just reached in and pulled out their hearts.
most of them became very compliant afterwards, but one psychotic bitch just got agitated and started going on a killing spree.
I tried to destroy her heart by throwing it on the ground but it just bounced off and only succeeded in getting her attention.
So then I was on the run, trying to find a way to destroy her heart before she caught me. Finally found a blender, but woke up soon after slushifying the cursed organ; so I don't know if it worked.
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I'm betting it worked.
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I've been having very vivid dreams and not remembering them.
Sucks.
I have noticed that some of them have been incredibly mundane. Stuck-in-traffic type things.
So maybe I'm not missing anything at all.
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Mundane, eh? Last night, my dream was that myself and my manager were visiting friends of his who happened to all be in their 80's. We sat around their tiny apartment and drank water and talked. They used frozen sponges as ice cubes.
I specifically remember waking up in the middle of the night and taking some time to think of a new scenario so I wouldn't go back to dreaming about sitting on a couch drinking sponge-water talking about NOTHING!
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As far as I know I haven't dreamed in the past several days. Got a new memory foam mattress and I'm sleeping much better lately.
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I'd take mundane over being dreaming I was being tortured by someone who was pressing very hard into my abs, and then waking up with stomach cramps.
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Hmm.
I dunno, I'm gonna spend about 3 hours stuck in traffic on the 405 tomorrow and ... well ... being tortured would at least mix it up a bit.
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The only thing I remember from last night's batch was driving on some highway in Missouri, only to find out that the St. Louis Arch was part of the highway system. Once the grade increased sharply, I realized what it meant and slammed on the brakes to start backing up. Ain't no way I'm driving on that. :-o
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Holy inverted catenary, Batman!
*pause*
heh heh
catenary
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I dreamed about a really cute Internet-only-but-lives-here acquaintance (she is a food blogger and she has an absolute blast with it) - now I'm thinking about food
and sex
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Dreamt there was this book.
If you opened it and said a prayer to a certain deity (called 'Shah', or something similar) you would be whisked away to have an adventure that would teach you something about yourself.
However, the deity could be fickle and if it felt you were using the book too often or weren't taking it seriously then your trip would be much, much less pleasant.
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All the showers were built in to caves, but had tiles and dividers. After having been bitten by what I think were supposed to be bedbugs but were flying and looked much more like small mosquitos, I was shoved into one of these showers by a creepy James Cromwell-esque doctor. I was pregnant and the doctor had planted the bugs to bite me to affect the kid, or extract the kid, or...something. He took a tweezer to one of the bites, which looked like a standard mosquito bite welt, and pulled -- and a long black thread was removed. Then he tried to hold me under the shower, maybe to drown me?, until someone I was with pulled his head back and slit his throat. Weirdly, at that point, a bunch of other people showed up and there was discussion about the weird brain fluid pooling on the tile floor.
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O_o
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Yeah, I don't know. My weird brain fluid flows backwards sometimes, I think.
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Dreamt I was trying to register for college classes, but they were all out of course catalogs.
So I tried to go up the stairs to see if there were any in the student lounge, but at about the third floor there was a large gap in the stairs and I had to hold onto the hand rail and balance on a 1-2 inch wide trim.
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It was raining. I was walking down a paved road and encountered a hill. The hill kept getting steeper and steeper until I was finally on all fours, just trying to keep from sliding backward. Eventually it was almost vertical and I could make no progress at all without sliding all the way down.
Thanks, brain. I thought one's subconscious was supposed to be subtle? :roll:
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Sisyphus much?
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Dreamed I was a policeman trying to fill out some paperwork, but I didn't dream the preceding events so I had no idea what had actually happened.
So I was reading the other two officers' paperwork trying to jog my memory. The chief was coming down hard because he suspected one of the other officers was dirty and was hoping my report would let him nail the guy.
My solution was to reverse time using my will so that I could relive the events.
Woke up before I could figure out what was really going on though.
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Sisyphus much?
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Nice!
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The other night I was dreaming that a huge furry spider was about to swing into my face, and I woke up with gasp -- throwing one of the cats off my head in the process. :roll:
Last night, I dreamt I got to work at my previous job, with many of the same coworkers (though most of them have also left). I walked in and was immediately yelled at for not doing anything about an outage that occurred over the weekend, even though I wasn't on call and was not contacted by the person who was. Finally, I had enough and loudly announced I was quitting. I started packing up my personal things to take home. When I got there, I was living with several others and we all seemed to be witches. Someone came to attack us and I zapped them back and started setting up wards and shields around the house. I didn't realize I knew so much Latin.
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I'd watch that.
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My dreams have been similar. No, really. We've been watching, like, three hours of Buffy a night.
Mostly I've been dreaming of Faith's lips.
Maybe I'm not asleep when dreaming that.
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Last three nights have been about organizing/sorting/discarding random junk, most of which isn't mine.
*eyes the legacy code rewrite she's been avoiding*
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/* Abandon all hope, all ye future people who attempt to optimize */
In last night's dream I was involved in a snowboarding competition. I've never snowboarded, but I was pestering some other snowboarder to give me all the tips and tricks. I figured hell, I've ski'd once and fell on my ass several times on a blue-black - I can handle a snowboarding competition with professionals.
Somehow, snowboarding on a snowy mountain morphed into kayaking down a river and things go fuzzy there. Very anti-climactic.
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Experienced my first Night Terror (More annoying than terrifying) that I can remember.
Dreamt I was in the bed in which I was actually sleeping and hallucinated ("imagined" doesn't seem to convey the realism) the sound of the front door opening and a person and dog entering. I could feel the bounce in the mattress as the dog jumped on the bed and started sniffing around. I was on my side facing away from the door (the position I was actually sleeping in) and was completely unable to move or look towards the dog or its owner. The dog stayed out of sight and never licked my face; the person never spoke up to identify themselves. This exact same sequences repeated itself 3 or 4 times. On the 3rd time I was able to actually dream-move my hand to touch the dog and got a tactile hallucination of smooth short hair and body warmth; which freaked me out due to its realism, it nearly convinced me I wasn't dreaming.
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Experienced my first Night Terror (More annoying than terrifying) that I can remember.
Dreamt I was in the bed in which I was actually sleeping and hallucinated ("imagined" doesn't seem to convey the realism) the sound of the front door opening and a person and dog entering. I could feel the bounce in the mattress as the dog jumped on the bed and started sniffing around. I was on my side facing away from the door (the position I was actually sleeping in) and was completely unable to move or look towards the dog or its owner. The dog stayed out of sight and never licked my face; the person never spoke up to identify themselves. This exact same sequences repeated itself 3 or 4 times. On the 3rd time I was able to actually dream-move my hand to touch the dog and got a tactile hallucination of smooth short hair and body warmth; which freaked me out due to its realism, it nearly convinced me I wasn't dreaming.
Are you sure that you were completely asleep? It's possible that you were just experiencing sleep paralysis, it happens to me regularly (so much so that it doesn't scare me anymore). The feeling that you were awake, the hallucinations, and the inability to move when there is a presence in the room are all indicative of that. The worst part about sleep paralysis, I find, is that if it is extreme enough sometimes you will wake up in the middle of the night (a week before the actual paralysis) and feel like someone is shaking the foot of your bed even though there is no one there. Freaky stuff when you're a bachelorette who lives alone.
My latest dream involved me losing two teeth and going to a dentist that was set up more like an X Factor karaoke bar than a dental clinic. They told me to sing and that if I performed well enough they would fix my teeth. After I sang my little heart out, the artist formerly known as Prince (or is he just known as Prince now?) told me I was terrible and made fun of me. I was outraged and tried to blame my inability to sing on the fact that I was missing teeth AND going through a cold, but he didn't care and I didn't get the dental services I desperately needed. I think it would've been cool to have a dream about Prince operating on my mouth. The last dream I can remember before that one involved having sex with a pregnant male seahorse.
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I ran into an acquaintance I know from a niche forum. She needed somewhere to live, so we started taking her stuff to my place -- or maybe my parents, since they were there too. Mom asked, with not a little chastising, that J and I not sleep on the floor any more. I don't know what that was about.
Two nights ago, an almost lover and his girlfriend had moved into my grandparents' old house. It'd been remodeled and expanded a bit, but it was definitely the same house. I could see the swingset where my brother and I used to play across the county road. The guy and his girlfriend seemed to have about a dozen pets, and when she went into the bathroom, he kissed me. Morpheus is an asshole.
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I went through a period of having very vivid, very plausible dreams that leaked away when I woke up, leaving only the memory of having dreamed vivid and plausible dreams. Lately I've had none. Lately I've been knocking myself down with Benadryl, which miiiiiiight have something to do with it.
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Lately I've been having vivid dreams where I'm a restaurant manager again. The really weird thing is for some reason, at the end of the night, I'm not having to do a cash deposit or any of the closing accounting and admin work. I might still be doing this if that were the case, oh and if it paid enough to be able to survive, oh and if the hours were reasonable...
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Another dream where I'm in a poorly lit airport trying to catch a flight that leaves soon. Amazingly I never miss the flight, no matter how late I am.
Are you sure that you were completely asleep? It's possible that you were just experiencing sleep paralysis...
Was probably that. Sounds like a better match. Annoying, eh?
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Zombie dream.
Group ended up in a fenced yard with heavy tree cover and deep "ponds" about 2 - 3 feet in diameter with emerald and turquoise colored mosses. Quite pretty.
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Two BBQ trucks pull up in front of our house, and several other food trucks are down the street. I'm furious, as this usually means people leave food accoutrement on our front porch. I threaten the already growing line of patrons that if they leave anything on my property I'll throw it at them. The food truck proprietor just walks in to my house to borrow a screwdriver, and that starts what amounts to a hostile takeover of my house inside and out with people eating and drinking. I'm are trying to find our cats, since all the doors are open. I walk in from the back yard and three larger men ask if I happen to have three cases of Bud Light. I say, no, of course not, and the ringleader says they'll get some and be back, then threatens to "lay pipe" on me for cockblocking him with someone else. I say no, that won't happen. They leave to get their "beer." No one is paying any attention to me as I scream at the crowds to leave, even as I threaten to call the police. The 911 operator picks up and greets me by name. I tell her what's happening and she says they'll send over cars right away. I wake up before that happens, unfortunately.
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mmm food trucks mmmm
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Was driving a car by remote control... brakes barely worked.
Then I was being chased by cops on a canyon road, but the roads were floating in air like a Mario Kart track, so in order to lose the cops I drove off the edge to land on a separate road that crossed under the one I was on.
... driving in my dreams is orders of magnitude more dangerous than in real life.
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Was driving a car by remote control... brakes barely worked.
Then I was being chased by cops on a canyon road, but the roads were floating in air like a Mario Kart track, so in order to lose the cops I drove off the edge to land on a separate road that crossed under the one I was on.
... driving in my dreams is orders of magnitude more dangerous than in real life.
Common dream theme for people (driving a vehicle that is problematic). Most of the time, in a general sense, it's a subconscious expression of control issues. Your difficulty in driving the car is a reflection of some frustration over control of some aspect of your real life.
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Last night's was a weird one.
I was back in school... maybe 8th grade. We were getting ready to play against the school I actually went to in... volleyball?
Anyway, the conspiracies were everywhere. First, there was free food outside meant to distract us from getting ready and to make us sluggish during the game.
Then once we got inside there were police everywhere and they were obviously being manipulated. A bunch of school guards being promised promotion straight to detective? Yeah, right. I asked one how many detective spots were available and he gave a non-answer.
I forget how, but I discover that there's a specific door they seem to be guarding; so with the help of a friend we position an oil drum so that view of the door is blocked and we pick the lock. Inside there's a metal crate. I begin to open it when in my mind flashes the eye of chaos. I quickly reseal the crate, but it's too late. My vision changes; the crowds disappear, everything changes to shades of black, purple, yellow, and red. Strange beings and demons roam where there were once people. I realize that not being able to see what other humans see is problematic (In a "They Live" sort of way) and I'm going to draw attention to myself. I reach out for my friend to help me although I can't see him anymore. I try to just not react at all, but eventually a tall bright red demon grabs me and hoists me up two stories.
When I come to I can see normally again. I get the distinct impression that the police are watching me much more closely than anyone else. I decide to go on the offensive. I get a few friends and we steal a police corvette. Apparently I know a driving prodigy who drives the car expertly; swerving and drifting to get police attention, and then causing a number of non-fatal car accidents. We all hide behind our ages to avoid prosecution, but I got what I was after; a copy of the police record on me. (Not sure how that was actually helpful)
The dream then becomes less about me and more about what's been going on in the police command center. It's filled with mythical creatures (I specifically remember a centaur) they're trying to discover who broke into their servers. They manage to trace it to a policeman who recently quit. Apparently he's some super computer genius. The narrative then switches over to him as he's dismantling a power tool to continue building... something. This is where I woke up.
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I don't recall ever having a car dream. I often have dreams where I'm swimming through the air though.
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So me and a group of people are in this old ranch house.
We're there due to some sort of issue. We've narrowed down the cause of the problem: There's multiple unlisted phone lines connected to the place, and one of them has been left off the hook.
There's no list of these numbers anywhere though; so in order to find the numbers we turn out the lights and using a single lamp we examine the walls and look for shadows of objects that aren't present (kind of spooky). When you examine the shadow you'll find a luminescent phone number written nearby...
We then start arguing over how to read an 11 digit (####-###-####) number we find.
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I was introducing my college roommate to a radio show host and they got into a fist fight.
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I had one of my classics:
I'm in a building with at least 100+ stories and need to get to the top. The only means of transport to the top is an elevator on the outside of the building. As I ascend, the wind picks up to an obscene level and starts blowing the elevator around. Apparently, the elevator is only attached via cables, no rails or anything. The elevator also sometimes doesn't have doors so I hang on for dear life trying to avoid getting dumped out.
Usually when I get to the top floor, there's nothing really to do so I have to take the same elevator back down - that's when I fall out.
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I was in a special forces unit in WW2 in Europe, working to destroy, sabotage, and otherwise interfere with Nazi supply lines behind the front.
This dream was incredibly detailed, but it involved occasionally wearing enemy uniforms, planting explosives, and sniping out key unit leadership, only to get away into the darkness, behind hedgerows, to attack again at an unexpected time.
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Dreamt I started a war between the US, Canada, and Germany...
When I left this dream sequence there was a weird new political map of North America... the US stretched from Alaska to Mexico; now possessing the western half of Canada. Canada annexed most of the northeast, and Germany somehow took the Midwest and deep South.
How did I start the war?
Well, I thought a perfectly reasonable place to store an explosive device loaded with sarin would be on the shoulder of a busy highway. I mean, no one would randomly activate it, right?
I thought better of it and went back to retrieve it... only to have it detonate when I was just barely far enough away to escape the explosive damage. (It leveled a very tall stack interchange)
I ran in the opposite direction as fast as I could, holding my breath, and trying to find a lobby to duck into to escape the gas.
They never pinned it on me, but rather the US somehow blamed someone else for terrorism.... etc, etc.
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That would make a great movie starring Seth Rogen.
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I remember only a few things about my dream last night, which was a very bad night that nucleated a migraine. I accidentally broke a friend's guitar, whoops. And later on in the dream his wife very cheerily told me that her other hobby was throwing pianos, and there was something really satisfying about breaking a piano and having it implode from the spring tension.
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Dreamt I was at work...
Which sucks because it lulls me into not suspecting anything's out of place and then I oversleep, have to wake up, and GO TO WORK!
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Had another post apocalypse dream.
This time no zombies, but the only people left were x-men/heroes type people with super powers.
I was the Rogue/Sylar character hunting down and absorbing others' powers.
This one lady had the ability to freeze stuff, and her hands had the withered bony fingertip look from Bioshock's fire ability.
She ran into a building and locked the door; then taunted me through the double pane glass...
I reached through the glass, my hands passing through like the barrier wasn't even there, and ripped out her soul... it was pretty brutal.
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Dreamt my girlfriend and I were mice and we were driving an RC car to Oklahoma.
We wanted some bananas for some reason so we stopped by a Home Depot and were pondering if wood glue would be a close enough substitute :?
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I was driving my old 1982 Buick LeSabre and I was working with a couple of other people on a surveillance operation, like the ones I did when I worked IRL as a PI back when I had this same car in Virginia in the mid-90s.
We subcontracted counter-surveillance (which was common those days) to a couple of locals, and one of them was telling me frantically my car had been made by our mark and the cops were onto us. I was going from window to window and I couldn't see the cops.
I said "fuck it" and got my team together and we left anyway, and nobody ended up following us. I had one of my cohorts driving my car and I was watching for tails. We were completely clean and we moved on to our mark without a scratch.
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I was a Lyon's Restaurant Manager again and so was Chris Hardwick and we were one upping each other on how hard we were working. Pretty bizarre but that's about all I remember.
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The only part of last night's dream that I remember was that I got some ice cream, but when I looked into my bowl it turns out that there was already hummus and salsa in the bowl...
So it ruined both the ice cream and the hummus.
I feel traumatized.
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I dreamed of a better way to tweak the test data for a UAT. Ended up saving me about an hour this morning.
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I forget why, but there was a woman we jailed. Her husband somehow just walked in while the guard was away and spoke to her while she was in the cell. The topic was revenge.
So he goes home; follows whatever instructions she gave him, and winds up taking the arresting officer and a few others including myself hostage.
The revenge plan somehow involves cooking something, so there's a bunch of pots filled with boiling water. I grab one of these and pour it onto the guy. He screams something about me ruining his plans and seeing the inside of his skin. Then he chases me around a bell tower with his flesh sloughing off.
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