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I had a dream that Opeth brought back the growls for the new album.
You probably know that in Ludwig van Beethoven’s name, the German (and probably Dutch) pronunciation of van is “fun”. Nomen est omen... That’s why he named his most famous work “Ode to Joy”.In a dream last night I heard Immanuel Kant's name pronounced in some English accent and woke up laughing.
Ok, I've put this off long enough, finally got some time to post something.
I've had A LOT of interesting, very vivid dreams, but one in particular stands head and shoulders above the rest. Five years ago I became involved with a very interesting woman. She had a colorful past and a tendency to come and go as she pleased. I say we dated for 2.5 years, but in all reality she would disappear for weeks or months at a time so it was more like 6 months.
At any rate, One September night she asks me to watch her daughters as she had to go to work. She did not come back until 5 in the morning or so stating her phone had died and she had fallen asleep in her car... LONG story. At any rate she wasn't too pleased with how I had cared for her daughters and disappeared yet again.
On to the dream. On Saturday of Thanksgiving weekend, well over a months since the incident, I took a nap. I had two very vivid dreams, the second being the pertinent one. I dreamt that she called me as though nothing had happened and invited me over to her house. I accept and when I get there I immediately notice the dim, yellow lighting, the high ceiling, spacious living room and white walls. The girls run to me excited and happy to see me. We put them to bed and we start catching up. She tells me of everything she had been up too and then apologizes for the shit she had put me through. Eventually she tells me we should have sex one more time for old time's sake. In the dream I tell her 'no,' because I was already involved with another woman. There the dream ends, but not the story.
I awoke puzzled and didn't think much of it, simply my subconscious really missing her. I had been talking to another girl, but nothing serious, mainly a work crush. The following day, Sunday morning, my phone begins to vibrate and wakes me up. I answer groggily and on the other side of the line... HER! Saying hello and good morning as though nothing had happened! Asks me if I would at some point like to come over to her new house. At that point I was wide awake just from shock. I say yes, then she says, "ok I'll call you later when you are more awake." I was on edge all day, "later" with her could mean the next 5 minutes or in two weeks. That night around 10 she calls me up again stating she was " in the neighborhood" and if she could swing by to pick me up. I debate whether to be picked up or to follow her in my car. Against my better judgement I decide to ride with her. As I climb into her pick up I see her daughters in the back seat and they are excited and happy to see me. We drove for a good hour as she lived in the middle of nowhere outside of town. When we enter her home I froze. It was all there, the dim yellow light, the high ceiling, white walls and spacious living room. "What do you think?" she asks with a playful smile. "Give me a minute, because I am freaking the fuck out right now." She laughs and invites me to the living room as she puts her girls to bed.
We begin to talk and just like in the dream she tells me everything she's been up to, then she apologizes for all the shit she had put me through, we hug and here is where things don't go exactly like in the dream. She whispers in my ear as we embrace, "I love you." I tell her, "I love you too..." I don't tell her of the other girl, but I don't exactly lie either. I tell her, " remember I told you I got in touch with the Jesuits?" "Yes..." "Well, they finally got back to me, I am undergoing the discernment process to become a priest." What she tells me next I will never forget: "That's fine, you and i both know that is what you are meant to be, but I will fuck your brains out until then."
It wouldn't be that night as we merely fell asleep in each other's arms on the couch.
From your experience what type of incidents is the worst ?One of the supernatural kind (seeing a person in front of me walking the same way then disappearing randomly) and the rest were the "aw fuck get off the tracks pleasepleasepleasepl-goddammit" kind