Lately, my brain has been going back through my life, and reliving what it considers key moments that made me. Whats odd about this is that its operating like a TV show, more specifically something along the lines of a serious Japanese anime. It even has done moments I don't remember, and moments I want to forget. The "shows" operate under the parameter that the ending always plays a Pink Floyd song (They are the only band that I enjoy every single one of their songs). It skips back and forth between different albums, but the two most used are Dark Side of the Moon and The Wall. I'm listing what each night has given me, and I'm going to try to be as accurate as possible.
Night 1:"Intro To Grey"
Song:On the Run-Dark Side of the Moon
Link:[url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Z55Qd4hNnA[/url]
It simply just shows a collaboration of me traveling at different speeds in different forms of transportation. They're all land based, from cars, to buses to even a ride on one of the Bullet Trains in Japan. The entire time, I see myself, looking outside at the scenery rushing by me. It ends with crazed laughter as I laugh at a joke from a text message as I get off a SEPTA trolley stop near my house and then run over to my home.
Night 2:"Childhell"
Song:Speak to me/Breath-Dark Side of the Moon
Link: [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W3yVvd8jqTo[/url]
It starts with heading to pre-school for the first time. I was always awkward around new people, and the little me was no exception. The first day I stood by the door and just waited for my father to come and pick me up. At one point, little me turns my head precariously at the clock on the wall with an impatient stare. As my father comes in to pick me up it flashes to a moment of kindergarten passes by when my teacher actually picked on me to the point where I hid under the table I sat at and cried, as the other kids picked on me. Only one came under and helped me back up, I never followed her orders afterword, at one point throwing a pair of safety scissors at her. It then skips to first grade, the year I got diagnosed with ADHD, at this point, the lyrics start. I pace about and try use my medication as an excuse for acting out. It skips forward to second grade suddenly and a point where I end up running from a group of kids while we play tag, only to run into a metal support beam for some monkey bars. It finishes skipping a head to fourth grade, where I get into a fight with a bully and end up getting slammed into a tiled wall in the boy bathroom and thats when I blacked out and the credits started rolling.
Night 3:"Murdered by Sex"
Song:Time-Dark Side of the Moon
Link:[url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-HhW691OUQ[/url]
It immediately flashes on me walking home, my face red from yelling at one of my closer friends a few days before he moved away at the end of fifth grade. At that point in my life, I didn't trust anyone and that bit me in the ass at sixth grade. I ended up getting suspended for "terroristic threats" for a week. The girl who reported me however, told the same exact story as I did when the cops got involved. The entire incident is why I went to private school, they didn't follow their own rules and they'd didn't like the fact I knew their rules and guidelines. This was also around the time my friends were busy getting to know girls and going on dates as I read materials on the paranormal, sci-fi and started to shrivel into my loner self. The entire thing ended with me, in the middle of summer, staring at all my old friends running home in the rain, with girls, other friends. I stood back and relished in the rain, laying down on a field of grass. The sun shined through the grass and I just sat there for 5 hours till it was dusk and finally realized that it was 8 at night and had to sprint home. I ended up getting sick for a week because of that little stupid maneuver. My mother lamented how that was only once of two other times she had to make warm cups of water in the middle of the summer.
Night 4:"My Panzer-lied"
Song:Run Like Hell-The Wall
Link:[url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySO-gryuO-c[/url]
This one happened at a distance at first person. It followed me as I watched my new freind, David, at the private school I go to deal with girl troubles. He had a girlfriend name..."Jen" who constantly cheated on him, but would use people she forced to be her friend to convince him otherwise. The two of us constantly retreated away trying to not listen, I would talk him into breaking up with her every time or at least try to stop him from falling back in. This was around the same time I did my own research into World War II, and found out, mainly by my Opa, that the preconceived notion that every German was a Nazi was incorrect. I soon also became the historian in general of our grade, many turned to me for help and ran away(figuratively) when they were proven wrong by me. I wasn't on online forums yet so political issues and scientific ones didn't really hit me yet. I focused on the past and it ended with a 10 page paper I wrote on European medieval weaponry and tactics for the battlefield, I was dressed up like the Black Night from Monty Python's Holy Grail for the presentation I made.
Night 5:"Crushed by a Midget"
Song:Wish You Were Here
Link:[url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IXdNnw99-Ic[/url]
It follows my glowing hatred for one of the greatest friends I've ever made at a school. Adriana Kaplan at best is, a bitchy Peruvian midget that think she owns the world. She's actually one of the reasons why I think my head chose Japanese anime because she is an epic otaku, and dresses to match it. We hated each other at the start of ninth grade, but the end of twelve grade we were saying we would miss each other during our lunches, because we would hang out then and just say stupid shit. I actually specifically remember the moment we figured out we could be friends, during the first year she did the Upper School(High School) Play, she always did the costumes. Lets just say the entire clothing department was extremely behind at one point and had commandeered the library for a sweatshop. She got a break while I deflected people away, which was rare so we just chatted, this happened at the 10th grade. It skipped to the eleventh grade year, same situation as before, I asked her if she would ever go out with me. She at that point said, "OH hell no, I'd never got out with a Will." The next year around this time, she was going out with a "Will." Someone just like me, just taller and skinnier, and was obsessed with steampunk, I'm more obsessed with a rebellion styled look. I never said anything, but in my head it was laughing all over the place at the irony while chanting for her relationships to fail, so I could somehow sweep her up. I gave up by twelfth grade and figured, alone was the way to go.
You've been listening and watching too much pink floyd, and it's permanently fucked up your brain.
You'll never be able to tell a green field from a cold steel rail again.
is that you in your avatar swilly??
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also dreams like these are awesome to have even if they're scary
mine are always so boring
Dreams are always going to be odd, you don't see everyone posting a thread about it
I never want my dreams to end. :<
Except the nightmares my nightmares are horrid.
Your dose of pink floyd is too much.
Soon enough you'll build a imaginary wall around yourself and begin to imagine demented cartoons.
[QUOTE=Phycosymo;23246149]Your dose of pink floyd is too much.
Soon enough you'll build a imaginary wall around yourself and begin to imagine demented cartoons.[/QUOTE]
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZgWPbnwsIeE[/media]
You mean this?
But for me, my dreams lately have been about the prelude to the end of society, and from my age in the dreams it doesn't seem to far. :tinfoil:
That made me kinda sad about how all your friends started hanging with girls. It makes me take a look at my life and appreciate what i have, alot of friends, a girl that im actually best friends with (not that cutesy shit you do to flirt), and people think im funny. I dont find it hard to approach new people at all, but for you it must be terrifying. I really have taken alot of the things I have for granted. My heart goes out to you.
Funny I have been having weird dreams myself. Just recently I had a dream with me riding a goat up to a large castle where I find myself greeted by the engineer from TF2 (most likely from the recent update). He takes the goat from me and walks off while singing Mr Blue Sky. I promptly walk into the castle and see what I think is the kings hall of Rohan (Lord of the Rings). I then turn around and see a dark shadow, but I felt indifferent to it. About 10 seconds later the shadow reveals itself to be Obama and he thoroughly shouted at me, "IT'S GOING FOR THE THROAT!" I then fell down a hole and woke up.
TL;DR Puppies are cute.
It's alright, we told you what to dream.
[editline]Blargh[/editline]
Damn it, how is this reference going over everyone's head?
I always forget my dreams a couple minutes after waking up.
-snip found it-
Experiencing sequential dreams about your past is neither odd or uncommon. Your subconscious mind has its own memory, so under the appropriate conditions it can directly reference a previous dream you've since forgotten or interconnect timelines to span multiple sleep cycles if it finds the subject matter compelling enough.
Lucid dreams, that's where it's at.
Firstly, Night 5 is up.
[QUOTE=wonkadonk;23245640]is that you in your avatar swilly??
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Yes, thats me ready for prom. I'm not a socialite, and I refused to go to prom in my eleventh grade year so my mother recruited Adriana and my best friend David to heckle me till I went. I finally did on the condition I could wear an eye patch and ruin the entire experience for her. I did...I love pirates.
[QUOTE=TheChantzGuy;23246246]That made me kinda sad about how all your friends started hanging with girls. It makes me take a look at my life and appreciate what i have, a lot of friends, a girl that I'm actually best friends with (not that cutesy shit you do to flirt), and people think I'm funny. I don't find it hard to approach new people at all, but for you it must be terrifying. I really have taken a lot of the things I have for granted. My heart goes out to you.[/QUOTE]
I never found the appeal of dating till I was in ninth grade and by then, I was at the bottom of the food chain. I decided to give up then, not even try because what is the point when there is no one there. Ninth grade is also around the time that I gave Half Life, which I think made me cocoon myself more because Gordon gets more done alone.
The only time I ever get a laugh from someone else is when I make fun of myself. Other than that I tend to either offend people or the joke goes over their head.
Its not as weird as the time I had a dream about Stevie Wonder murdering my teacher with a wiimote. I still don't know what the fuck that was about.
And then one day you find,
Ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run...
You missed the starting gun!!!
*EPIC GUITAR SOLO*
Well This happens in some form with me. I dream stories, that continue. Only to wake up and realize that I have been dreaming about me dreaming up stories. I hate that. I even dream about shit that could exist, and is like everyone heard of it, only to wake up and feel strange.
Dreams, huh.
I don't have any dreams anymore. THAT I'm aware of.
I had a dream that I got RCON access to Earth. :v:
I'm probably gonna start dreamin' bout my cats...which have surprisingly been nowhere.......I swear, if they're nekos...I'm waking up IMMEDIATELY.
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