Yesterday I had a dream at this weird lake thing that I felt like I'd been to before. There were these two chickens there, running around and swimming in the water. I had some sodium and, without thinking, began to throw it into the water to watch the explosions.
But I forgot until after I finished that that stuff poisons the body of water it gets thrown into after it explodes. I didn't notice until one of the chickens died in the water what I had done. Then the other chicken got into the water and I tried really hard to stop it because I wanted to be able to save at least one of the chickens. The chicken got some of the water in its mouth and walked out of the lake, to a rocky part behind us, and died with its mouth gaping wide open.
It was fucked up.
And probably scientifically incorrect.
I don't recall having a dream, but other people in the house Said I was sleepwalking and talking about sluts...
I was in Hell and this one curly-haired demon was assigned to me. I was tied to a chair and tortured with various ways, but oddly enough it was pretty superficial. I tried to just do whatever he said and endure the scalpels and whatnot, but I was released faster than I thought. It didn't take long for me to realize that he wasn't inherently evil, but rather just another poor bastard that had to do what he does so he wouldn't suffer himself.
His...wife, I think and some kids were in the same apartment complex (because apparently children go to Hell too) and they were surprisingly nice. The demon was really strict about me talking to anyone or doing anything. Apparently he didn't want me to show people he was being a nice guy (in comparison to other demons).
Later on the building was assaulted by "invaders". Turns out the dream was just another continuation of a long chain of dreams I've been having. I swear, my subconscious is writing a fucking book for me.
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Taking a test in Parker Hall. Extensively think about the correct answers in the hallway. Something about my status said I'd be fine. I remember not just answering questions but also filling out information about myself.
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Watching the Watchmen movie. New characters: a girl named M___ whose powers show if she cries – troublesome as she's at a funeral, in-dream consider this a trope – and a giant beast similar in function to Jeff, the alien worm from Men in Black II – however I can't make sense of how so. Raven from Teen Titans is there too. Someone mentions that powerful Raven should attack the beast.
I want to watch Watchmen or more Watchmen, but someone else wants to watch a Disney movie (maybe Pocahontas). I run into another room to watch my movie; [I]guy[/I] is there and approves.
Now I exist the dorm and admire dormmates in intellectual conversation, then I sprint along with a few other boys to another building. When we stop, RA [I]dude[/I] is scolded for not giving more warning before the stop, though he'd given several commands just before that.
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Work on Wikia on IE on my Windows laptop, on a sort of lofted bed in a public area. I see Rappy deleting a few things related to Valve's Steam. I also see odd symbols.
[I]chick[/I] from school comments on my laptop. She says she hates when people think a computer is a real computer just because “it has a butt”. Now she offers to show me a “real butt” and turns around to show me hers. I do the same but accidentally fart and apologize profusely. The smell isn't terrifically bad.
Someone comes and discusses a scam that someone they knew performed: bald people seen in magazines would be contacted and extorted. I ask why the bald ones. Nobody seemed to know.
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i wake up after a plane crash and realize that the world looks like it went through an apocalypse
a crazy cult of tranny people (who have somehow mutated themselves so they have a penis on their forehead, as well) have begun to take over
they cannibalize those that arent a part of their cult and have constant sex, my dream then cuts to a scary scene of a whole bunch of them having this massive orgy
they were doing this weird thing where one would suck off the one in front from behind, while also fucking their asshole with their forehead penis
they also capture women and impregnate them to create more of them/eat them (like livestock or something)
me and a group of people then fight off a bunch of them but are eventually captured
im about to be chopped up and eaten when a bunch of other people break into the tranny mutant compound and bust me out of there, unfortunately i was fatally injured in the process
it then cuts to me on an operating table, and the doctors are about to put me under to try to save my life(this is where i get this feeling like i'm actually going to die, but then i realize im dreaming and i wake up)
...idk
I befriended a box named Samuel L. Jacksonson and we were sucked into a movie where the villain would cut off my penis then i wokeup:downs:
A small army of elves had taken up residence in and fortified my father's house. The leader of the elves was Terry O'Quinn.
ah today's dream. I love having and remembering dreams every day.
I went to an arcade where a few people from my class worked, and played like one game for 5 minutes, dropping all my tokens or whatever on it. Then I spent the next 15 minutes just wandering around. I went down to the side of the room underneath the stairwell and there was a huge-ass steep sandstone tunnel in the shape of a really wide mountain tunnel etc. (upside U stretched out). Steep as fuck, incline of like 70 from horizontal. I could also see it stretch for miles towards the bottom
Somehow we(my rpg party?) were able to walk up and down it normally. We walked down to near the middle where it opened up into a room, and found a bunch of giant insects (probably hl2 antlions and shit) but they didn't attack us. When we reached the bottom of the tunnel, we were in normal room in a house, but it was huge as shit, with the table being at least 300 feet tall, comparatively.
A spaceship of sorts comes out and starts shooting at us, but luckily we have a laser shooter guy on our team. Unfortunately, he feels the need to shout lame puns every time he fires ( I can't remember, but they probably wouldn't make sense anyway.) So, after a good hit on the ship, the "camera" changes perspective to inside the ship's cockpit, and the driver is obviously William Shatner, who's angry as fuck, and tries to kamikaze us, but is blown up by a well placed laser and crashes into spiral staircase our team was standing on, and bill manages to survive and is standing there too.
Our "team" is revealed to be the very old-style simpsons characters. william starts chasing us up the staircase onto the table, where there is a door on the wall that we walk through, into the simpsons living room and we all sit down in the normal couch routine.
credits roll. "Thanks for watching the final episode of the simpsons it has been a long journey etc. etc."
[B]what the fuck[/B]
I was playing Super smash bros brawl on the xbox360 with my brother and his girlfriend and then I mysteriously teleported into Vietnam and died
[quote]Enter a classroom taught by horrible woman who was a cross between my C Programming teacher and [I]weird internet guy[/I]. I begin to suspect it's a man (and she seems to become one, as if confirming me). We argue about something, though something happens to calm tensions and we come to a truce. A student in calss tells me something about the teacher. He/she gets mad and accuses me of siding with them which I deny.
I walk further down the hall and see Mrs. [I]shitty computer teacher[/I] ask her class about an item left in another room – which I'd just seen, possibly in the previously described room. [I]dumbass[/I] asks further, in such a way that makes Mrs. [I]shitty[/I] suspect he left it there, and she simultaneously answers him and sarcastically thanks him for confirming himself as the culprit.
[/quote][quote]Government oppression simultaneous to a natural disaster. I delayed coming home from university and Mom is having a fit and calling me in-car. She gives me four options in a list; each is identical and panicky. [I]Azn chick[/I] also calls to beg for help with a “free internet” as I drive through a school checking map for biology area.
Someone on Internet, maybe [I]weird guy[/I], praises the effort to oppose the government and posts GIFs of superheroes firing guns. Someone else mentions the use of PGP for safety.
[/quote][quote]Go in bathroom, see tub is full of “FCL” from Neon Genesis Evangelion [B](even though it's actually LCL in the anime)[/B] The FCL is chunky. Later I hear a scream from the area.
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[QUOTE=iRex;43971454]I thought I was at her house and we fell asleep together then I woke up IRL without her there and it made me sad.[/QUOTE]
This has been recurring all week. I don't think I've ever wanted vacation to be over so bad in my life
I dreamed that I was sitting on a heap of treasure like a dragon, playing catch with a diamond as big as the Arkenstone.
I don't know how to explain this one.
So there's was this mall. Or rather, this Japanese [I]megamall[/I] in Missouri (I think). It was so massive that it had about 20-something floors of shopping and even had a freeway running through it, but not in the main shopping area. Like in this walled off area with bland, depressing concrete, and places to park off to the side and enter the mall through side stairs.
Anyway, I stop off at one of the stairs and head into what appeared to be a karaoke bar. Nobody was in there (not even any employees) except for some couple singing a song I didn't understand. But as soon as I left the store, I woke up.
Sadly, there are no Japanese malls in Missouri. Just grocery stores.
[QUOTE='[Green];43980765']I had terminal lung cancer and had Jiggu fly to visit me on my deathbed.
My dying wish was to kiss him to find out what it's like to make out with a guy.
Turns out I didn't die, instead I got cockblocked and sent back to being alive.
Let's just say that my hospital room was really awkward at that point.[/QUOTE]
[video=youtube;NpRzMuhb0nU]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NpRzMuhb0nU[/video]
Before I went to bed my left eye was hurting, and the only thing I remember in the dream was looking in the mirror and my left iris was enlarged as fuck while my right eye was normal.
Sat on a throne, I remember it was really comfortable..
Probally has to do with a new position I managed to get at work.
Being tied up naked and then Naked Snake from MGS putting a real "solid" snake (yes, a snake, not that part of the anatomy of the human body) up my ass.
A dream where in this Syndicate/Mirror's Edge style near future universe this virus or something got out.
The place was run by a military junta but the leader was an absolute bro and he got infected and started vomiting green shit and then I fucking bolted out into a courtyard flanked by a bunch of walls with floodlights. Then on the rooftops the Infested from Warframe end up climbing up from the walls and swarmed the entire thing as the generalissimo then bursts out as this giant ass monster, right on cue the junta's death squad then flies in on a chopper and starts blasting the fuck out of it.
Honestly I'd like to have that dream again.
I was in a cool looking house that I owned and my family was angry at me so they broke into my house and I flew away
I dreamed I threw my kukri like a boomerang...and it came back.
[QUOTE=Kartoffel;44023913]I dreamed I threw my kukri like a boomerang...and it came back.[/QUOTE]
[video=youtube;EFuzGU1wXq8]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EFuzGU1wXq8[/video]
[QUOTE=iRex;44015284]This has been recurring all week. I don't think I've ever wanted vacation to be over so bad in my life[/QUOTE]
i have dreams like that too except with imaginary girlfriends
Here's yesterday's:
[quote]Enter a bohemian bookstore with Dad, (possibly based on Hastings') and ask to use the restroom. I am redirected by the old man owner to a chest of drawers, and I am supposed to urinate in the top drawer. I simply can't manage, and give up. Now I lie on a couch with a blanket, and a cat sits on my lap immediately. I also sit in a chair next to the entrance, and [I]hot chick[/I] sits to my right and I admire her cute bare feet. Then she walks away.
Drive through a rolling hilly field. A sign instructs me to drive directly over the hills; I calculate the best angle of attack. Another sign tells me people drive some fancy car through the hills, to settle my nerves. I'm in my Toyota; my ride is amazingly smooth and silent, which I wonder about. I see a pond and stop and look. There are crayfish, including one who is being grabbed by another animal (perhaps another crayfish). There is other life too. Maybe fish or a snake.
Now I'm in my dorm. I see [I]guy[/I] in the stairwell, he sniffs and says something. Perhaps anxiety about calea scent? I also see [I]suitemate[/I] and [I]his girlfriend[/I], and [I]black friend who doesn't live at dorm[/I] at the top of a stairwell. They're preparing to do some kind of amazing jumping trick down the stairs. I try climbing down one level myself; it's not too hard though there is a wall between the stairway and stairwell.
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Here's last night's:
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Possibly a scene in a mall, or similar.
I'm with a girl outside her house. She asks me to drive away in my Toyota to capture the attention of a possibly nearby Tyrannosaur. I drive to the apparent east, and immediately see the Tyrannosaur's foot, so I turn around, flooring the gas on my Camry. I know I can't outrun it on a straightaway, so I try driving over a curbside hill, through small gaps and alleyways, et cetera. Eventually I plow into a building resembling a train station, and stop, but I become aware that the T-Rex has ceased its pursuit.
At some point, logarithms and integrals come into play, possibly in calculations of death tolls due to this beast.
The previous chase was in third-person, similar to Grand T heft Auto. Now I step outside the car, and this resemblance is fulfilled. I am Niko Bellic, in San Andreas. Funky music indicates that it's the 1970s. I'm at a gas station; I grab three sodas from a vending machine. For whatever reason, I have three wanted stars, and I see police arrive.
I stop playing the game at this point, and I am in my old room (before I moved into my sister's room) playing a console in the actual northwest of the room. I'm sitting on a chair (or perhaps it's hanging from the ceiling, or it's part of a chair) which has a broken part of an actual chair hanging from it, and a cable running through. This is all Mom's doing, of course.
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Humm, a possible recurring theme in dreams: the need to expel bodily waste, and finding the most illogical place possible to dispose of it. Of course it all makes sense in dream world.
I had a dream where I entered an eternal loop of events at some creepy snowy wizard training camp. I somehow managed to exit and walked through this town (I think I rode a horse). Then I went to a car dealership and made an elaborate plan to steal a nice car with friends. We initially scouted it out, but got caught and ran. I stole a generic car and drove away. I crashed and then had a shootout with the cops and when I was killed eventually it was the same death screen as in GTA V where the screen blurs a bit. I was sweaty in the dream at this point, but was surprised not to be sweaty when I woke up.
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[quote][B]Past three days[/B] -
Over the past three days, I have had a trilogy of dreams that have involved loved ones, past friends, and current friends calling me out on things that have happened, and telling me how big of a piece of shit I have been.
[I]Parents[/I]
The 1st Dream was my parents, the dream starts with me sitting on my computer studying math and talking to friends on Skype... Everything seemed so vivid and real, and then suddenly my parents stormed into my room, and started swearing at me, telling me how I am a useless piece of shit, and haven't been studying, and every time I tried to talk... I couldn't. So I am sitting here listening to my parents tell me how horrible of a son I am, how they wish I would just kill myself, and finally that I should of been aborted. While this is all going on, I am trying to show them I am actually trying to work on various things, including studying and getting stuff ready for college. But it doesn't matter, it just keeps going until I woke up at three in the morning, balling my eyes out and shaking.
[I]Childhood Friends[/I]
The 2nd Dream starts off with a relook at my childhood, and everyone having fun playing games of tag football, and going fishing in the nearby wooded area... As I return to my old apartment, I enter and find myself aged to around 30, and all my old childhood friends in the same situation. One of my friends is greatly matured, was in a rock band that was semi-popular in his state, the other two brothers were accomplished in a computer business they had supposedly started in their mid 20's, and when I went to state what I had accomplished, everyone pulled a mirror, showing me as a bummed out druggie. Everything around me started to crumble away, and I ended up waking up... This time two in the morning.
[i]Internet Friends[/i]
The 3rd Dream is the worst in my eyes... This dream starts out with me meeting up with someone who I have been friends with since I was ten, and whom I met on a roleplaying forum. At first everything seems all normal, and happy in this dream. We were doing the things we had planned for this month(was supposed to goto AZ to meet up, but flight tickets got to expensive), and while we were walking on this trail that we had planned on hiking, my friend turned to me and said she had something to confess. I was confused, but asked her to go on, and she told me that for the past few years she has sorta wanted to tell me to fuck off. In sorta shock, I ask her why she didnt, and what was going on. She explained that she felt for awhile that I was acting to stalkerish, and even though it wasn't happening anymore, that she still was upset over sticking with me for all this time... Still talking to me. When I asked what kept her talking to me, she explained that my parents had convinced her to keep talking to me in fear I would kill myself had she broke contact with me. I asked if she still wanted to break contact with me, and all thought I hear a no... Everything began to fade... When I come to it, I am back in my apartment in Arizona, looking around trying to figure out how I got from the trail to there, and when I continue to question how, she walks into the room and finally finishes what she was saying. "You tried to wake up, but sleep paralysis is a wonderful thing.. No. You don't know what she thinks, for all you know, she still cares about you, but honestly... You worry to much about her. Everything that has happened these past three days is a wake up call, take it... Or end up on the path you have seen thus far"
I then woke up... Eight in the morning, shaken.
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I dreamed this big guy with a beard kidnapped me and made me wear a towel as a dress. I figured he was gonna molest me, but he wen't to this weird Island and we had to run from a really fat woman who was trying to eat us. That's all I can remember.
A couple of weeks ago I had a pretty creepy Jacob's Ladder-esque dream. I was myself as a child, and I was attending a day camp I used to go to during the summer a long time ago. Everything seemed fine, I had many friends there, and we all sat around and talked, but something felt off. Every now and then I caught glimpses of a bald-headed man standing off in the distance, almost out of my view. He always ended up being obstructed by people passing by whenever I tried to look at him, so I was never able to catch a good glimpse of his face. As time passed, things seemed to feel more and more strange, until suddenly I looked away and the man disappeared, at which point everything became silent.
Cut to the inside of a hospital surgery room, I see myself laying in front of several doctors, who are in the process of removing a tumor from my brain. Everything turned out to be a strange fever dream, my friends were nothing but distant memories, and the bald man was cancer.
I was a citizen just as Anti-Citizen One happened, I got shot in the leg and then woke up.
[quote]See Olivia, the lentil soup chick, wearing a red dress, come in from the south wing of Harper as I stand in the lobby entrance. Her bust is oversized and protruding, A frontal view reveals her massive breasts are unattractive, and undergarments visibly poke out.
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I'm preparing to return to university. My items that I intend to bring to university are on the floor. Among them is my Compaq computer and my dirty clothes. Mom demands I leave both those things. I ask if my laundry is done, she says yes. I get mad because among my dirty clothes are good jeans.
Also in the pile is my two CDs I purchased recently: Bob Dylan's [I]Highway 61 Revisited[/I] and The Beatles' [I]Devil Means Folly[/I]. [B]Of these, only the first exists, and is correctly the one I'd purchased.[/B]
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Then holy fuck I had the most vivid lucid dream of my life!
[quote]Run from my dorm room in Auburn into a hallway at home in my hometown... realize this doesn't make sense, and realize it's a dream. The dream is very realistic: admire the feel of my five-fingered hands on the wall, look to the north on my street (out of a window) and it's just like the real place.
Try to conjure up pretty girls to sex up to no avail. I try even bargaining: “When I turn around, <girl> will be there!” Resolve to go find some girls. I run down the street. I can't fly, but I discover that I can rollerblade as if I'm wearing Heelies very efficiently. [I]annoying kid[/I] and a small girl run in the street, screaming because I'm a bad guy from some previous encounter. I kick the girl and she goes flying.
I head to the south and into the next neighborhood over. It sprawls, and I see in the distance a Ferris wheel. There is a fair of some sort here. I run past houses and accidentally end up in the fair, next to a giant tank of water exhibit. So I backtrack to houses to the north. Was I flying at this point?
I break into an odd house which may have been open to the air. I find a girly looking Compaq laptop and wake it from sleep. Windows XP Explorer shows a pornographic image, part of a set of three or more. It's a generic pornstar. I go into an adjacent room belonging to a more mature girl.
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