I had a nightmare about getting chased by crabs in a park, I was barefoot and for some reason constantly tripped and fell.
I had another nightmare where I was accused of being a witch and then burned alive.
I had a dream that I was standing on a bus and this guy next to me pulled out his phone and showed me something that pissed me off for some reason. I became enraged and beat him to death and woke up. It was really startling because I've died many times in my dreams but I don't think I've ever killed someone a dream before.
I had a dream that I'd gone back to college. Fuck everything about that.
But at least it didn't end with me getting eaten by a pigeon.
I received a message from someone I didn't have as a friend on Facebook. Their name was in some missing character set, which turned into missing characters: ������� ���������. The text read "Are you coming?"
So I decided to run it through a program to find the character codes to see which character set I needed to actually view them - turns out they were binary representations of normal ASCII letters written as hex values resulting in ridiculous out of bounds characters. I remember the first name being Machiko, and I realized that this person was trying to conceal their identity from others and that they probably didn't have malicious intent with me. So, I asked them where to go, to which I got no response, and I woke up.
I thought the missing character thing was cool though.
As per some kind of bet I had to eat peanut butter out of the jar. I scooped it up with my index and middle finger before putting it in my mouth and eating it. It was god damn disgusting. After about three scoops I threw the fuck up.
When I woke up I found that I hadn't actually thrown up. I did, however, get a serious flu, which I'm recovering from now.
Fuck, I love peanut butter, but not like that!
i occasionally get memories of dreams i had had long ago that i had consciously forgotten with seemingly no related triggers
Suicide, again.
GGGManlives stopped reviewing first person shooters to review anime.
i don't remember what it was, but he was awfully upset about it
There was some sex club with a bunch of hot girls and it looked like fun because you just hang out and have sex all day but when I went to join I found out the catch is that you also have to do a bunch of gay shit with the other guys in the club.
I was training at an insanely difficult military school, which was full of hot babes. There were obstacle courses with retracting spikes and all kinds of shit that would have killed me if they hit. But I survived the course and ended up in an orgy at the end.
i was texting a girl about how she wanted me to come over and hang with her, which i agreed to. makes me feel a bit weird as my friend is trying to get with her and failing, by his admission, and i just want to be friends with her
I started a counter-strike 1.6 clan with a greek midget called alefkos
I had a really fucking weird dream about a movie that doesn't exist last night that looked like it was filmed in the 70's. It was set during WWII and it was about Nazis paratrooping onto the US to attack it... And they all landed on a high school football field. Then the US military got called in and for some odd reason nobody had any ammo so to settle the score they all played a game of football. The catch is that it was played off super seriously, it wasn't a comedy. I actually woke up laughing at how completely ridiculous that was. I don't even like football, I have no idea why I had such a vivid dream about it
Met the girl of my dreams. We both shared a passion for music and shared an amazing evening together just talking. Woke up heartbroken. :v:
What the fuck is wrong with our brains. :saddowns:
I had this weird dream last night where this year's Scream Fortress update coincided with a termination of service event.
the first part i remember involved watching five nights at freddies remixes for some reason. they were really bizarre though. they started off as normal songs but quickly went off the rails into unsettling noises and loud, confusing scratching. combined with the cg visuals of i guess humanoid versions of the animatronics flashing and cutting randomly and repeatedly on screen with eerie expressions and strobing lights, the video left me feeling sick and scared, so i had to quit watching. i went to continue building my tower, which was being constructed in a kind of swampy area under a tall railway bridge.
i remember placing loads of skull decals inside of the spire i was placing down. next to me a friend was building some other things, and i wanted to talk to him but i got the feeling he was talking to other people for some reason. some girl started riding around on a wolf on the ground below, and i eventually made my way down to her. i didn't want to move because it made me feel sick. the only way i can describe it is that it felt like when your foot is numb and moving it creates a weird sensation, but it was a combination of feeling that in both of my feet and also my stomach. down below three dogs were following her, and she asked if they were mine. i told her that they were just strays who happened to live nearby and follow me. she accepted this and offered me a ride on a pouch hanging off the side of her wolf. i accepted, but told her about how moving made me feel ill. she said it was odd i would live in an earthquake prone area like this and began riding around under the railroad bridge. this caused things to go into slow motion and my foot to go haywire.
at some point she started talking more about the bridge, and how there used to be a scam being run by a train conductor who would smash into other objects like cars or other trains on that rail. the railroad was now no longer a bridge, but flat on the ground in a different area. at some point i got off of her wolf and wound up getting a job at the railroad stop nearby. unfortunately for me though, it was in another country, and i couldn't understand a lot of the employees. the stories that were told by the wolf girl were being physically recreated on the tracks, and currently a massive pile of scrap steel that used to be a train was lying on the rail. the man i was walking with suddenly muttered "oh shit" and the group i was with began to turn around. the pope's procession was about to roll through and the path was blocked off by the wrecked train. our boss was far down the road trying to pedal towards us on a slow bicycle, and no one in our group had any leadership skills whatsoever so we just kind of awkwardly clustered together and tried to avoid being a the front of the pack so we wouldn't be mistaken for the leader. the pope arrived and was very upset at the blockage. all of his crew were yelling at us to fix this problem, but none of us knew how. a group of ethiopian kids who were i guess on some work exchange program with us came over, but instead they started doing some weird almost cheerleader dance like they were at a sport event. my group and i started doing it as well because nobody knew what to do or what was going on. the pope's crew started yelling even louder at us now, visibly angry at us. our leader finally pedaled up to us and waved my group out of the dancing ethiopians, and we set to work trying to get the popes crew around the wreckage.
Had a dream where I was in the 1st class of a giant plane. There was some kind of receptacle for urinating into that was right next to one of the seats. I started peeing in it and discovered that there was no bottom and I was getting piss all over the floor. It got everywhere. For some reason there was like gallons and gallons of piss coming out of me. Suddenly the plane tilts upwards and all of the gallons of piss flowed under all the seats on the plane all the way to the back and splashing on passengers along the way. I remember hearing moans of disgust and feeling unhappy with myself.
What the fuck, man.
I dreamed about owning yet another dragon dong.
It's been 10 years since my grandmother past away, why do I keep dreaming she's alive again?:cry:
While this isn't a "last night" thing, I just remembered these weird dreams I'd have years ago. There was this weird culture jamming group that would get into popular TV stations and replace the footage with strange distorted versions, ranging from YouTube Poop-style edits to full on surreal works. I remember their logo was a silhouette of a man swinging a golf club. I forget what their motive and goal were, or if they had one beyond messing with networks
I hate dreaming about winning money because I wake up so disappointed.
My brain makes it kind of believable too; like I'm not winning millions and millions but relatively smaller, more reasonable amounts.
A few months ago I dreamed I won $20,000 in a raffle and I thought that was pretty great. Woke up still thinking about what I'm going to do with it, until it sunk in.
Last night was $60,000 for some other reason. I hate waking up from those.
I don't know why, but what I remember was Trump and I sitting on a couch together. I was tired so I leaned my head on his shoulder, which he did not seem to mind. Then I see Hillary in the distance notice this, and the look on her face was of shock and dismay.
I don't even like Trump what the fuck
I was searching for a dude that others called the "Hedgehog", but I didn't know why. At the end of the dream I finally found the guy, and understood the nickname. He was a complete pervert that was swiping his armpits with live hedgehogs while moaning, and I woke up laughing
mothafuckin NyQuil dreams man....
[QUOTE=RoboChimp;51160087]It's been 10 years since my grandmother past away, why do I keep dreaming she's alive again?:cry:[/QUOTE]
That reminds me of a dream I had a long time ago, involving my late stepdad (I've probably spoken about it before). I had that dream some time after he died, and in it, he was visiting my younger sister. In the dream, I'd remembered that he'd died, and asked him about it. He acknowledged it, but he was still there.
I keep having dreams lately where I lose my teeth. Like something will feel funny and I'll reach in and feel a noticeable edge that I can fit my fingertips between and just yank the whole thing out. When I pull them out they're all hollow, yellow, and see-through, like some kind of crappy yellow plastic. I'll end up pulling a bunch out. Sometimes I end up pulling all of them except the front ones out. Last night it went a step further and I ended up yanking out a big chunk of my gums along with it; it was like a sheet of flesh, like a piece of lunch meat or something, with bits of black stuff in it.
The fuck is with my dreams being so disgusting lately, like the piss plane thing I posted on the previous page. Why can't I have more dreams like the time some hot blonde girl was giving me head or something?
EDIT: I can't believe this is my 1000th post.
I absolutely never dream, perhaps only once every six months, so when I do have a dream, and a vivid one at that, it makes me greatly uneasy. To those who dream frequently, I don't know how you can sleep so peacefully.
I dreamt that I was traveling to a kingdom of stone and water, in the heat of summer. I had some business, not terribly urgent, but of great import to myself or whomever I was sent by. I entered the city of stone and, escorted by guards clad in silver armor, was led to the main castle of the kingdom. After ascending many flights of stairs I met the head of the city, a rather small and petite Queen laying on a rather extravagant sofa, whilst clad in purple robes. Guards to her left, and right. Her sofa in which she lay was positioned on the far side of the room, laid against a surprisingly thin wall, made of a hardened clay or mortar, but missing stones.
I do not remember why I had wanted an audience with this ruler, but I remember we spoke courteously, and at a decent length. However, a few minutes into our meeting, we heard a scream of pain before a figure in a dark robe thrust himself into the scene, a small blade held high and moving in the petite Queen's direction. I remember reaching for a blade on my back (I do remember having two placed there) but it was for naught - the queen's guards dispatched the would be assassin before I was even able to unsheathe my blade. The surprise in the room was visible. The guards left the Queen's side for a moment in order to inspect the body. I looked on at the body as well, but something prompted me to turn back to the Queen.
To my extreme horror, out of the previously mentioned soft spot in the wall, a small glinting blade had emerged from the outside was moved towards the Queen's neck. I moved towards her with a shout, and with a fistful of her garment in hand, threw her down on the ground by the collar. The guards, upon hearing this, turned in our direction and circled around the Queen, noticing the blade disappear back into the wall. But before a word could be uttered, the great doors of the royal chamber exploded open as at last thirty similarly robed assassins poured through the doors.
The guards immediately flew into action against the assassins, but the Queen was still in the center of the room. I moved swiftly in her direction, slashing one of the dark figures in the back as I ran. I was determined to at least get her out of the castle and someone where more safe, but I could not carry her and fight effectively at the same time. But her petite frame was small enough to where I instructed her to just hang onto my back as I ran.
After she had done so, my memory of the dream ended. I do not dream, and so I wanted to write this down before many of the details would be forgotten. I don't like it though, nothing pleasant comes from dreams.
The Little Queen must have REALLY pissed off the Dark Brotherhood.
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