Topic: The Dream Journal (Read 26113 times)

Jaepheth · « **on:** June 24, 2014, 01:57:58 PM »

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.

hackess · « **Reply #1 on:** June 25, 2014, 09:35:24 AM »

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.

pbsaurus · « **Reply #2 on:** June 25, 2014, 11:59:28 AM »

Something about prime rib and a friend's wife.

BizB · « **Reply #3 on:** June 25, 2014, 01:28:35 PM »

Novice · « **Reply #4 on:** June 25, 2014, 10:34:17 PM »

I had a dream..

http://www.nytimes.com/2014/06/26/us/supreme-court-cellphones-search-privacy.html?_r=0

ivan · « **Reply #5 on:** June 26, 2014, 01:32:58 AM »

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.

pbsaurus · « **Reply #6 on:** June 26, 2014, 12:34:00 PM »

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.

hackess · « **Reply #7 on:** June 26, 2014, 02:24:13 PM »

Quote from: pbsaurus on June 26, 2014, 12:34:00 PM

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.

pbsaurus · « **Reply #8 on:** June 26, 2014, 02:53:07 PM »

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

pbsaurus · « **Reply #9 on:** June 27, 2014, 06:55:30 PM »

No memory of any dreams last night.

hackess · « **Reply #10 on:** June 28, 2014, 10:05:10 AM »

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.

hackess · « **Reply #11 on:** July 01, 2014, 07:05:33 PM »

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.

hackess · « **Reply #12 on:** July 02, 2014, 10:22:21 AM »

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.

pbsaurus · « **Reply #13 on:** July 02, 2014, 10:44:48 AM »

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.

zorgon · « **Reply #14 on:** July 02, 2014, 11:02:11 AM »

Quote from: catwritr on July 01, 2014, 07:05:33 PM

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.

Novice · « **Reply #15 on:** July 02, 2014, 02:13:21 PM »

Wandering around campus forgetting my schedule for the new semester and also what day it is.

Do these ever stop?

hackess · « **Reply #16 on:** July 02, 2014, 02:25:54 PM »

Quote from: Novice on July 02, 2014, 02:13:21 PM

Wandering around campus forgetting my schedule for the new semester and also what day it is.

Do these ever stop?

Nope.

pbsaurus · « **Reply #17 on:** July 03, 2014, 12:22:14 PM »

I've had those recently and I'm an old dude.

zorgon · « **Reply #18 on:** July 03, 2014, 05:35:22 PM »

In fact it gets worse. Now if you'll excuse me, I know I left my keys around here somewhere ...

hackess · « **Reply #19 on:** July 06, 2014, 10:38:37 AM »

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.

hackess · « **Reply #20 on:** July 07, 2014, 09:13:00 AM »

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.

pbsaurus · « **Reply #21 on:** July 07, 2014, 09:18:04 AM »

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.

pbsaurus · « **Reply #22 on:** July 09, 2014, 01:37:31 PM »

All I remember is driving around in some car killing time, listening to Hell Bent For Leather.

Jaepheth · « **Reply #23 on:** July 10, 2014, 01:12:05 PM »

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

pbsaurus · « **Reply #24 on:** July 10, 2014, 03:05:13 PM »

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