Can this still be real or just some crazy dream?

Discussion in 'General Discussion' started by Saapanael, Dec 18, 2013.

  1. Confeos

    Confeos Game time started.

    I dreamt I was cooking some bacon for myself.

    ...and then Mohamed Salah came by and asked if he could have some.
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  2. phantomoftheicarus

    phantomoftheicarus Nobody can ever hear him call

    Last night I dreamt I was with a friend in Birmingham and lost my bag before some random man started insisting I'd dropped it down a sewer and kept begging me for £4.80...
  3. Saapanael

    Saapanael "Get a life, punk!"

    I’m glad to be of service.

    Tonight I dreamt about driving to a country place with someone who kept complaining about the dullness of Estonian landscapes. On the contrary, once we arrived to a house in the woods, there was the most beautiful scenery around us. Distant trees on the right, a golden field on the left, all wrapped up in dramatic lighting produced by a sky that was neither clear nor overcast. The house was a mysterious one and I remember going through the rooms, searching for something. As evening came, a family appeared in the house and I was watching TV with them. The parents went to sleep and I wanted to sleep with the daughter but they kept checking on us every couple of minutes so she didn’t want to do it.
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  4. Dr. Eddies Wingman

    Dr. Eddies Wingman Brighter than thousand_suns

    For himself and his good friend Ramzan Kadyrov?
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  5. Collin

    Collin Flying By Night

  6. Diesel 11

    Diesel 11 As you scream into the web of silence...

    I had a dream last night that Maiden had released several albums in rapid succession overnight, but they felt a little half-baked to me. I remember one song was titled “Ramses II” and it was on an Egyptian-inspired album.

    I woke up with a really sore throat this morning, so I tried to fall asleep again... and I did.

    My next dream was quite complex. I was one of the people who went to a big mansion for... I don’t quite know what. It was similar to a camp, I suppose, but I was thinking of it as more of a vacation - something I’d need for that sore throat. I went into my room and dropped off my stuff and went to look over the place. I overheard one of the ‘important people’ telling a close friend of mine who was also there - apparently - that she would be sharing my room. I thought, “okay that’ll be nice, we can discuss what we did over Christmas.” Then lo and behold I come back to the room and it’s stuffed to the gills with other people also sleeping there... and most of them are kids. I said quite audibly something the effect of “what the fuck is this” and suddenly the same leader woman as before was giving me a lecture on God’s Love for me with a smarmy chap who looked like a pedophile. I ground it to a halt by saying “yeah well I say the quote you stated in the papers...” Apparently that chap was not an acceptable authority figure in this institution.

    The rest blurs together for me but the most important thing is that there was an Unknown Entity in the mansion that started killing people off one by one. I became basically the leader in figuring out how to stop it because all the “important” people ended up dead. In the end I think it turned into a shark and all the people were fish, but I’d argue with some fleshing out it could make for a great film. There was a lot going on but most of it was just the same “RUN FOR YOUR FUCKING LIFE” kinda thing.

    I woke up again and fell asleep and this time I was with some church people in a windmill and one guy was depressed so he just stood on one of the arms some fifty feet up in the air. I do remember that me and another guy put our heads out the windows and belted the chorus of “Sign of the Cross” out as loud as we could, but his wife scolded us for it, don’t ever do that again and all.

    I haven’t had some really nice, long dreams in a long time, and certainly not three dreams in general in I don’t know how long. This was rather nice.
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  7. Number 6

    Number 6 Ancient Mariner

    Sharks and fish aside, this reminded me a lot of mother! (mainly because of that general "what the fuck" feeling and the place becoming increasingly crowded).
  8. Saapanael

    Saapanael "Get a life, punk!"

    I had a very story-like dream that represented the New Year's party I was at yesterday but was visually different. Instead of a party, there was a small town and moving between different floors and rooms was depicted as driving, riding a train, walking around town etc. I have forgotten much of it but there was this girl I was preparing to take out on a date and I was so hyped and happy for it but in the end, she wasn't interested in me at all. Similarly, there was a girl yesterday who kept glancing at me so I went to talk to her, during which she got real close to me, but then she went and talked to some other guys so I couldn't tell if this was just a tease or if she really did like me.
    Confusing stuff, and sadly agonizing, although it was good to meet some new people last night. I often feel like the more I make an effort to get to know people, the more there are things I become disappointed with, always wanting to know better, deeper, but failing because of the superficiality of these encounters.
  9. The Flash

    The Flash Dennis Wilcock did 9/11

    That would never happen, Salah is a devout Muslim.
  10. Black Abyss Babe

    Black Abyss Babe Ocean soul

    I dreamt about my new job, which I don't start until tomorrow. I got there and one of the partners from the last job I liked was there too, talking about some (possibly mythical) Portsmouth manager who was apparently famous for always picking the same team (NB it was entirely typical for him to be talking about something like this). Then Bruce appeared, who only wanted to talk about aeroplanes, but as he was escorting me up some stairs (literally, walking behind me with his hands on my shoulders) he also started talking about this mythical Portsmouth manager. And I was thinking: one, do I really need this level of supervision; and two, when did you get so interested in football??
  11. Confeos

    Confeos Game time started.

    Dammit. Back to dreaming.
  12. Saapanael

    Saapanael "Get a life, punk!"

    I dreamt that one of my acquaintances knew Ariana Grande personally and we were on a trip together. Ariana seemed chill.
    A snake wrapped around my forearm and I went around demonstrating my “anaconda”, until a villager cut it off and freed my arm.
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  13. Number 6

    Number 6 Ancient Mariner

    I guess it would've made more sense if it were Nicki Minaj.
  14. Saapanael

    Saapanael "Get a life, punk!"

    I’m glad it was not her.
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  15. Edington

    Edington More Than Two Problems

    I've been keeping a note of my dreams since October 25th 2017, hoping it would influence me to have more. Doesn't always work, but I've have some quite vivid ones this week. This was last night's:

    Everything was bathed in an eerie, orange/red tint. A town across the way from mine was doing some nuclear tests and they were going to bring the end of my town. I was alone (my family were all at work) in a large crowd of people who they were saying that the end would come at 10:30pm. It started raining steel ballbearings, I picked one up and it burned my hand, someone told me it was acid. I ran and hid under a tree, hoped that my cat wasn't out in the rain and sang these (slightly altered) lines from MGMT's "Time To Pretend" to myself:

    I miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
    I miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog* and my home

    *I don't have a dog, but maybe I did in Dreamland.
  16. Magnus

    Magnus Ancient Mariner

    Last night I had a rather unpleasant dream of a rather unpleasant shabby guy behind a desk at some border checkpoint somewhere, making faces at people, and for some reason only I knew that whoever he was making faces at was doomed, and of all the people at the checkpoint, only I saw him. Then a guard mentioned that they used to have a rather unpleasant shabby guy working at that very desk but he died some time ago.
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  17. Ariana

    Ariana Black-and-white leopard

    That's a rather unpleasant dream, indeed.
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  18. Edington

    Edington More Than Two Problems

    Last night's:

    Some guys at my Aunt's work had a band and were playing at a local festival. They persuaded me to join them on stage for a couple of songs, I was so nervous I wouldn't look at anyone in the crowd, even though I could hear my mother saying "Look, there's Ed!". I realised my guitar wasn't up on stage, so I quickly walked off to go and find it. I returned later for an encore of Prince's "Let's Go Crazy", but the rest of the band were playing a different version and I kept messing up. When it got to the guitar solo, I started to play it only for the other guitar player to start playing (a better solo, might I add) over the top of me. I was so embarrassed and upset I stopped playing and walked off.
  19. Saapanael

    Saapanael "Get a life, punk!"

    I looked out my apartment window, some four meters from ground level, and a guy was standing there facing my house. He looked up at me and made a strange face. "Who is this weirdo?" I thought, before I realised it was Tommy Cash. As soon as I understood that, the street between him and my house filled with vehicles ranging from camera/lighting equipment to police cars, and a whole bunch of photographers. It was clear to me that they are shooting a new music video for Tommy right in front of my house and I wanted to get out as fast as possible to witness it first-hand, but some small obstacles came up one after another so I never made it outside. Not physical obstacles, but stuff like: "Oh, I need to grab something before I go out...I have to find it first..."
  20. Saapanael

    Saapanael "Get a life, punk!"

    I've dreamed of Tommy Cash two nights in a row. I was watching a school play and wandered on stage even though I had no part in it. Feeling embarrassed, I returned to the seats and noticed Tommy sitting in the audience, casually and alone. I felt like a fangirl trying to get attention and deliberately went to sit on the same row as him so he would notice me. After the play ended, I saw someone asking him for a signature and joined in. Instead of signatures, he handed us papers with scribbled text and drawings. I got a whole stack of his enigmatic papers and interpreted them as inspiration in written form. Perhaps he was observing the play, felt inspired and wrote down stuff he alone would understand. I talked to him for some time but felt so nervous that everything I said sounded like crap.
    Then there was something about sitting in a high school class and trying to hit on a girl. It might have been an Asian school, based on the uniforms the students wore. Then I got into a fistfight with a former classmate, I don't remember who won. Everything ended with me arriving at a cottage near the Gulf of Finland and watching over a Utopian silhouette of Tallinn. The sea was calm and the sky clear.

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