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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #750 on: February 18, 2013, 10:01:46 am »

Had a dream where playing guitar was banned. The horror....the horror...
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« Reply #751 on: February 18, 2013, 11:54:38 am »

Had a dream that about 20-30 kids from my school were airsofting in the cafeteria, complete with... dancers? Whatever. Some kid was wearing cooked lasagna on his head, so I shot the lasagna. A bunch of ravioli and meatballs spilled out of the hole. I guess he was Lieutenant Lasagna, because the airsoft battle stopped after that.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #752 on: February 18, 2013, 03:39:10 pm »

The Roman Catholic Church attacked me and I declared independence for Wales.

Not quite sure where that dream was going really.

Are you Welsh, LW?

Nope, which just makes it all the better.

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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #753 on: February 19, 2013, 12:23:37 pm »

The Roman Catholic Church attacked me and I declared independence for Wales.

Not quite sure where that dream was going really.

Are you Welsh, LW?

Nope, which just makes it all the better.
I've claimed things in the name of Spain before, but I was awake at the time.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #754 on: February 19, 2013, 01:33:08 pm »

Had a dream last night where my friends got chucked out of the sketchy nightclub that used to be a goth place.

that apparently actually happened last night. Hopefully I dream about finding a stack of gold in my room tonight.

Alcohol - erased memory? XD
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« Reply #755 on: February 19, 2013, 03:22:02 pm »

I had a dream that I, another adventure lady and an old fellow with a rifle had fled to the forest. The rifleman watched over us from a snipers nest. Anyway there was this strange wolf and every now and again a huge boulder would be sent hurtling through the woods. A blood chilling howl would follow and the wolf would dart toward it. Of course the next stone flies toward us as we are attempting to get some kip and the wolf howls. The terror was unrivalled, knowing it was only a matter of time before it found us anyway I stood, drew a sword issued a battlecry. I made such a ruckus that several other adventurers came and helped me. It was a strangely coherent dream-unlike the dream from the night before in which I grew a moustache that wasn't as good as some cowboys'.
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« Reply #756 on: February 20, 2013, 04:59:51 pm »

Yesterday I changed the light bulb in my closet. Last night I dreamed that I had to change a bunch more lights until I ran out of bulbs for them.
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« Reply #757 on: February 25, 2013, 06:16:14 pm »

I was at some sort of party with a girl. And she kept bothering me about taking her home, which I refused because I was having fun and she had a ride anyway. I didn't know why she'd need me to give her a ride.

Then after a while I realized this wasn't about giving her a ride. And I accepted her offer but she had changed her mind by then.
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« Reply #758 on: February 25, 2013, 08:04:30 pm »

I woke up this morning. Got dressed, went to school, sat through school, got home.
Then I woke up again.

Mondays...
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« Reply #759 on: February 25, 2013, 08:24:45 pm »

Dreamed I was shoveling snow with a razor blade, understandably I wasn't getting very far.  Forgot just about everything else.
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« Reply #760 on: February 25, 2013, 09:04:30 pm »

I dreamed that my girlfriend broke up with me and told me she had been having a lesbian affair for a long time.  She said that I should have known because I was Danny Devito and no woman could possibly be attracted to Danny Devito.  She said I was like a human cotton ball.  In the dream I wasn't Danny Devito but when she looked at me she saw Danny Devito and I had been keeping mum about not being him.
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« Reply #761 on: February 26, 2013, 07:46:36 pm »

I had one dream where I was with my brother and dad. We spent most of the dream in grocery stores. My brother kept pissing me off and I kept trying to pick him up and toss him around to hurt him.

The next dream was the first legitimate nightmare I've had in a long time. Me and a few of my friends were like ghost hunters or something. It started out with us in a grocery store, buying things to prepare. Then we head out. I'm apparently the only one going to this house.

It's an ancient, beaten down house. The paint is chipping, the wood is splintery, and everything just seems gross. The couple who live there keep reporting things being moved around, but they never hear anyone moving around. I search through some of the rooms, finding a set of four bedrooms in a square like this (pictured from above):

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The colons are doors while the underscores are walls. I enter through the SE door, finding a children's sized bed. I go west into the next bedroom, finding the same thing. Then I go through the next door, but instead of being in the hallway again I'm in a third bedroom. There are apparently six bedrooms. I ask the couple about it but they swear there are only four.

So they ask me to spend the night, and for some reason they've got a bed set up in the front room of their house for me. So as things get darker, I start seeing bits of people around corners, but they're not making sounds. I try to close my eyes and I keep hearing doors opening, stuff like that. But I'm so tired I that I can't keep my eyes open.

Somehow I realize that there are some people in this house keeping slave children in the bedrooms, and that they've cast some sort of spell on the children so they're weightless, allowing them to sneak out of the house more easily since they're not creaking any floorboards or anything. The next minutes seem to take forever, as I alternate between closing my eyes to sleep but hearing movement all around me, and opening them and seeing nothing as the kids are hiding.

Eventually I decide I'm scared enough and leap out of the bed, run to the door, and pull it open as hard as I can. As I do, the pure-black silhouette of an emaciated, almost skeletal kid swings around as he was clinging to the doorknob on the other side. There's another kid that looks the same standing on the porch. I slam the door shut again and wake up.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #762 on: February 26, 2013, 07:57:16 pm »

O_O

I'm sending you the bill for the laundry of my underwear.  :o
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #763 on: February 27, 2013, 02:23:40 am »

Huh, I didn't expect that to actually convey any of the scariness.
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« Reply #764 on: February 27, 2013, 07:07:30 pm »

Whoah. Yes. That is creepy.

Speaking of creepy, I had a strange dream last night. Not my usual kind of weird dream, with horrible violence, bizarre settings and a curious sense of callousness/detachment from the stuff going on around me, but some dreary, dry and unpleasant sort of story. I'm not sure how it started or anything but one of the bits I remember was set in this gloomy house, where some girl/young woman was writing a letter, to her husband or somesuch I believe.

Anyway, it was as though I was reading this story from a book at the same time I was seeing it, so I knew what she was thinking. Actually, the book's text became sort of a spoken narration in my head, that's as best as I can describe it. She was writing this letter in a state of emotional distress, I can't remember exactly what had happened but I know that someone close to her was visiting/staying with this guy, some sort of political or religious figure. This politician/prophet/whatever was very morose, having lost his wife to a poisoning* an indeterminate amount of time in the past,  (A couple of years, I think?) and I guess he just devoted his entire life to his cause, whatever it may have been. (Maybe the letter was actually to him? Heck, I don't know.)

So she was reading back over what she had written. It was all this sappy, poetic nonsense trying to convey how she felt, apparently that was her usual letter-writing style. (Wait, maybe the letter was actually to her mother? Argh.)
Anyway, here is the part that really sticks with me: I can actually remember a bit of the narration.
She couldn't focus on the words she had written and was becoming increasingly agitated and distressed over whatever she'd written about. I think the narration was saying something like, she tried to read what she had written, "...but all she could think of was a favoured phrase of his, 'Adopt the Within'."

And then she started crying, desperately trying to muffle the sound so someone outside her room (perhaps her mother, or some female relative?) wouldn't hear. I believe she was listening at the door and could hear said relative's dress rustling, so knew she was being eavesdropped upon. (For some reason I remember the dress was made of lace?)
Anyway the point is, the main thing that sticks with me/unsettles me, is that phrase that I remember, "Adopt The Within". I capitalized it because it seemed important, like a central tenet of that weird other character's religion/philosophy or something like that.
When I woke up I fully expected it to be the motto of some cult or something, so much so that I typed it into Google with this strange feeling of dread mixed with hope. ??? Nothing. Still, it just weirded me out that I remembered that one, strange passage.

(Later on in the dream I think it got more 'normal', by my standards anyway. I remember looking at a Facebook post from my perspective, it was an old real-life friend of mine mocking someone in a friendly manner, saying how useless they were etc.
The post and the comments following confused me utterly, and it wasn't until I finally deduced that my friend was working as a carer for some 96-year-old rockstar that I understood what it was about.
Oh wait, and then, towards the end of my dream my dad was showing me the work of some artist I think he knew, and it was really awkward because a good amount of it was these weird pornographic pictures of merfolk. :o
That was... very strange. But still, it's the sort of zany, messed-up weirdness that often goes on in my dreams, not disturbing and saddening business like the earlier part. I don't really remember any other bits.)



I just remembered an important thing to mention: When I had these dreams, I had a cat sleeping next to me.
I wonder if that affected my dreams? He's never done that before, and I don't know that I've ever slept with a pet next to me. ??? Wow, I feel kindof strange, now. That dream was so unlike my normal dreams. I can't even describe how, my normal dreams are so bizarre and varied, that one just seems... different? Wrong? Like I said, I can't describe it. It's a strange feeling.
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