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Title: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Stoney Mason on March 15, 2011, 10:38:15 AM: What can I say, I like to hear people's weird dreams. Just pitch in a post if you ever wake up with a weird dream running in your mind.

So last night I had an odd one. In the dream I was just at my home doing nothing when suddenly a family of three arrived at my door and said they were ready to eat and they had made Thanksgiving reservations at my home. I didn't know what they were talking about since clearly I don't run a restaurant but for some reason I thought this was an awesome way to make money and take advantage of this situation.

So I told them the food wasn't ready yet but it was cooking and give me an hour. In the meantime I slipped out to the grocery store and bought some tv dinners and brought them back to the house in hopes of serving it to them for thanksgiving dinnner so I could get paid. Unfortunately somehow I fucked up with the TV dinners as I was preparing them. I lost them somehow.

It was at this moment that a tow truck arrived outside delivering some sweet ass looking european motorcycle. I told them it didn't belong to me but they delivered it anyway. So realizing the food was ruined and the family was pissed, I told the mother in the family that something had gone wrong with the meal and that I could refund her $40 dollars for her trouble. She was pissed at first but then happy when I mentioned the $40 dollars.

And then I woke up.
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Post by: drew on March 15, 2011, 02:56:03 PM: i have crazy dreams a lot too, probably because i'm prescribed ambien. but i almost never remember them, also due to the ambien
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Post by: chronovore on March 15, 2011, 06:31:31 PM: Is it normal in dreams to shift in and out of perspective, like watching a TV show/movie and then being in it?

I get that a lot.
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Post by: Stoney Mason on March 15, 2011, 06:37:36 PM: My dreams are always in third person. Like I'm observing from the outside perspective but like an independent camera is in the room viewing the action. Sometimes the star of the dream is undeniably me and other times its somebody else.
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Post by: Powerslave on March 15, 2011, 06:56:16 PM: I only dream in 1080p. I can't go back to SD anymore.
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Post by: chronovore on March 16, 2011, 03:54:18 AM: I dream and when I wake up I HAV2P
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Post by: Groogrux on March 17, 2011, 01:38:33 PM: I usually dream about hot coworkers, hot friends, and illegal substances. I also dream about smoking cigarettes a lot, ever since I quit back in October.
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Post by: chronovore on March 18, 2011, 09:17:17 AM: I have a tendency to get some really great, hot action going in dreams, and then just at the wrong moment I remember that I'm married, and that I've destroyed my marriage, which inevitably wakes me up. Jesus, I hate that.
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Post by: Groogrux on March 18, 2011, 10:17:39 AM: Quote from: chronovore on March 18, 2011, 09:17:17 AM
I have a tendency to get some really great, hot action going in dreams, and then just at the wrong moment I remember that I'm married, and that I've destroyed my marriage, which inevitably wakes me up. Jesus, I hate that.

Yeah, that part happens to me a lot too. :lol
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Post by: Diunx on March 18, 2011, 11:21:59 AM: Last nigh I dreamed that I was reading the teach me how to cook thread and that someone was showing off his pasta making machines and I was thinking "why buy all that and make that mess when pasta is so cheap" than I woke up and there was a spaghetti bag next to me I said in my head "wtf is this doing here" then I woke up for real and the spaghetti was gone.
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Post by: EmCeeGrammar on March 18, 2011, 11:25:12 AM: Quote from: andrwfields on March 17, 2011, 01:38:33 PM
I usually dream about hot coworkers, hot friends, and illegal substances. I also dream about smoking cigarettes a lot, ever since I quit back in October.

I recently quit cigarettes too and I keep having dreams where I just smoke one but that one cigarette RUINS EVERYTHING.
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Post by: rodi on March 18, 2011, 01:55:47 PM: I had a dream that I cheated on my boyfriend with some old cougar with two kids. :-\
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Post by: Mupepe on March 18, 2011, 02:27:34 PM: Quote from: chronovore on March 18, 2011, 09:17:17 AM
I have a tendency to get some really great, hot action going in dreams, and then just at the wrong moment I remember that I'm married, and that I've destroyed my marriage, which inevitably wakes me up. Jesus, I hate that.
It doesn't wake me up but it makes anything I do with the person unenjoyable and it usually lasts a small amount of time in the dream and the rest is wondering how the hell I'm going to hide and freaking out because she's going to find out.
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Post by: tehjaybo on March 18, 2011, 04:39:25 PM: I've been having a lot of sex dreams lately. I think it's because I'm not having sex very often.

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Post by: EmCeeGrammar on March 19, 2011, 09:51:00 PM: I have fucked up dreams where I'm questioning if its really a dream or not because

A) I'm in a vulnerable state
B) It feels so real

Essentially, in my old apartment I would dream that I just woke up in the early twilight hours. But my eyes would be looking in two different directions because the two halfs of my brain had stopped working in tandem. From this point I would stumble in stupor to the door unable to coordinate the hand motions required to turn the knob. I think my plan was to drag myself into the area outside my apartment and hope someone would notice me all derped out and get help. But like I said, I couldn't open the door, so I was doomed to rot in my apartment. I would wake up for real later wondering if any part of it actually happened. It did feel very real.
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Post by: Skidmark on March 21, 2011, 04:58:41 PM: A couple of days ago I started something called GOMAD, you basically drink a gallon of milk a day on top of your normal diet. That's 4 liters of milk everyday and I am skinny as fuck and don't have a good appetite because of the smoking. Anyway, the point here is that I suddenly started to drink a shit load of milk. So .. I had this dream the other day, a wet dream to be more specific, were I was licking milk of a girl's face and then she started doing the same to my face. After a while there was no milk left but we kept on doing this weird thing and yeah that was about it. It was not this hot scene, it was just strikingly realistic, weird, awkward and I felt a bit disgusted by myself for getting off by something like that.

Quote from: chronovore on March 18, 2011, 09:17:17 AM
I have a tendency to get some really great, hot action going in dreams, and then just at the wrong moment I remember that I'm married, and that I've destroyed my marriage, which inevitably wakes me up. Jesus, I hate that.
When I was in a relationship, especially the first month or so, I have always had dreams with insanely hot girls and I've always avoided the sex because I was in a relationship. Now when I am single I just get creepy awkward sex once in a while.
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Post by: chronovore on March 24, 2011, 04:12:56 AM: By the way, if you like hearing about other people's weird dreams, this site has been one of my favorites for a long time:
http://www.slowwave.com/
(http://i.imgur.com/lJqOk.jpg)

The artist did a print edition IIRC, but pretty much everything is on the site. Good stuff.

This post at Warren Ellis' site reminded me to post it here.
http://www.warrenellis.com/?p=12270
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Post by: Diunx on March 24, 2011, 10:53:28 AM: I dream that I ate a whooper the other day so last night I went to the mall in front of the office to get one but for some reason it was closing its gate so no whooper for me :fbm
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Post by: tehjaybo on March 24, 2011, 01:07:31 PM: I just remembered part of a reoccurring dream where I was re-hired at my old place of work, but in a secret division. I was doing research for insurance companies by analyzing bullet holes and recreating injuries Mythbusters style. I knew it was reoccurring because I hadn't dreamed it in a while, and I was two weeks past a deadline for my trial project, trying to find a comparison for a gunshot wound. So I spent the entire dream avoiding work.
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Post by: magus on March 24, 2011, 01:38:16 PM: if i have a nightmare,it always ends with me getting chased

what does that mean bore? ???
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Post by: Diunx on March 24, 2011, 02:48:01 PM: You like cock.
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Post by: fistfulofmetal on April 16, 2011, 08:45:39 AM: i had a two part dream last night.

first part of the dream seemed to start with me on my first day of some college. the college combined aspects of my 2 years at ITT Tech and what i perceive a real university college is like (only perception because i've never been to one). I went through the process of obtaining my class list and began moving around in the school. within a few minutes i bumped into this girl. the girl wasn't really anything special tbh. she was somewhat attractive but not the kind of girl you would imagine a dream would be based around. so anyway i bumped into this girl and i immediately assumed the dominate role. as she was super awkward. now i dont remember anything said in the dream but i remember at least chatting it up for a bit. time was running short and she had to make it to class so she began to walk away. as she did i called out her name (dont remember the name) and ran back towards her. i then suggested she give me her number. this is where things got weird. i remember me suddenly trying to find this girl at a later time while trying to navigate through the school. suddenly i'm dropped out of the school setting and i'm now on the side of a road and i feel really tired. i lay down and start to sleep. in front of me far off in the distance i see a man with a large collection of blankets. he begins to rise up when he notices me. he begins to approach and it looks to me that he's a homeless man. a very large black homeless man. as this man gets closer i can hear what he's saying. its something to the extent of "money or your life". i begin to quickly retreat backwards along this road. i turn around and try to run (and obviously i cant since this is a dream). but the thing is when i turn around i see... the girl from my previous dream sitting in a chair. i guess this presents a challenge. i know if i run passed the girl the homeless man will attack her instead of me. but if i stand my ground this homeless man will kill me for sure. in the end i decided to think for myself. i ran away. thats when i woke up.
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Post by: naff on April 16, 2011, 09:38:15 AM: A while ago I dreamt I was in a fear factor type show, about to do a challenge which involved me getting in a cement mixer in my boxers and getting 'mixed'. So I did it and as it was happening I noticed a couple reporters in ninja suits with waiter outfits over the top sneak in and start filming, so I got out hunted them down, killed the guy reporter and raped the women.... :-\ I felt really bad when I woke up. Also I don't remember dreams for long after waking up, but I had to remember that one :fbm
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Post by: The Sceneman on April 16, 2011, 09:43:47 AM: :rofl

the dream you had the other day where you were suplexing dudes in a bar was sweet too
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Post by: naff on April 16, 2011, 09:50:14 AM: Oh yeah. I forgot about that. That was pretty sweet, and also pretty gay... I was massagin the guys I 'suplexed' afterwards because I felt bad for hurting them
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Post by: Joe Molotov on April 16, 2011, 04:34:32 PM: I'm pretty sure your dreams mean you're wilde for cock.
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Post by: cool breeze on April 16, 2011, 05:23:12 PM: I had a weird dream where me and a friend were watching John Stamos (old, not uncle jesse) talking about something on stage at a hybrid train station/casino/movie theater. I was wearing a baseball cap in it and I never wear hats in real life.
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Post by: Mupepe on April 21, 2011, 12:49:38 PM: i had a dream a week or two ago where it was me, Himuro, Lennedsay, Green Man and my wife hanging out at a beach house. We were all getting drunk and eating junk food waiting for the morning to come to take my boat out. Green Man kept talking about cocoa puffs. I was baking something. I don't remember what Lennedsay was eating. I told her the next day so maybe she remembers what I said. Himuro was playing a board game and eating chips I think. There were these dogs outside that kept barking and pissing me off. That's all i remember. It was weird.
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Post by: Powerslave on April 21, 2011, 06:59:08 PM: On the subject of seeing EB'ers in your dreams.. I had one today :lol

It was Wrath's birthday and I was apparently heading to the States to attend this. The funny thing was he was in the backseat of the car I was in on my way to the airport :rofl
There were also a couple of other dudes who were supposed to be EB'ers as well but were uncredited in my dream. I remember saying "I actually always wanted to visit the States and it's kinda funny how this is gonna be the occasion when it will happen." I was also wondering how I was exactly gonna get there, it seemed like the trip was all set to go but I had no idea who or if it even was paid for yet. Lol Wrath's birthday :rofl
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Post by: Stoney Mason on April 22, 2011, 10:21:35 AM: Had another weird dream last night.

This dream had an odd concept. The dream was a TV show sort of like CSI Miami or something. I mean part of me literally knew that what was happening was airing as a TV show in America. But the characters in the dream didn't know that. It was this weird thing where part of my brain knew what was going on but the character I was in the dream didn't know that it was a TV show. It was his real life.

Anyway I wasn't me in the dream but I was like a 40 year old white dude who kind of looked like Scott Bakula. My character lived in the united states at the very beginning but was burned out and decided to move to Australia and join a special forces elite police division. And here is the split mind thing again. Part of me picked Australia because I knew for an American TV audience it would be "exotic" to see a show about an American getting into high jinks with Australians ala Paul Hogan or something. It was like I was casting the show and being the main character who didn't know it was a show at the same time.

I went on like three "cases". I can't remember two of them but I remember one of them was I was hired/assigned to protect some people. And suddenly ninjas came in to kill them and me and my partners beat them up. But the twist at the end of the fighting was one of the ninjas was like a short nine year old boy.

There was more through out the dream but I can't really remember it unfortunately. I do remember at the end that me and my team went to a restaurant and it was an outback steakhouse. And the big joke that my character even fucking lamely said like he was David Caruso or something was the big irony about being in Australia and going to the outback steakhouse.

Not sure why I dreamed such a thing. I've never even seen CSI Miami outside of youtube clips and it's not like I watched any before going to bed last night.
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Post by: The Sceneman on April 25, 2011, 09:41:48 PM: :rofl

dreams are so weird sometimes.

I just had a totally fucked up morning smorgasbord of weird dreams. Thank you pot! :-\

One dream I was kind of "in" a real life sequel to Killer 7. It was pretty terrifying. I was fighting weird beasts in a derelict office building. I had to fight a boss character called "The Electric Hawaiian Sumo Wrestler" who looked like Johnny Sixkiller from the TV show Renegade. He beat me up real bad with his electric attacks then I shotgunned him in the face. Then I was in some fucked up chinese restaurant with a rag tag team of operatives, and we had to eat basically everything on the menu for exp points so we could get to the next level. Then I went into the bathroom with some chick to change outfits, and I ended up porking her :dizzy

Next dream I ended up back in my old workplace in Auckland City. A lot of my friends worked there now for some reason. Pretty much all of them treated me like shit and went on about how worthless I am. I have similar dreams a lot, with my friends ragging on me.

I know I dreamed heaps of other shit but this is all I can remember.
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Post by: Joe Molotov on April 25, 2011, 11:14:46 PM: I had a dream a few nights ago where I was with my dad and he was driving around in a Wal-Mart parking lot at night, and my dad's like "Look over there, there's a bunch of Hell's Angels, I told you they hang out in the Wal-Mart parking lot." And they see my dad pointing and start driving towards us, and I'm like "OMG dad stop pointing and just drive!" So anyway, we're still driving around the parking lot and they've following up, when this black couple walks out and one of the bikers pulls up next to the black couple.

(In my dream, it's a well known fact that Hells Angels are all violent white supremacists.)

So anyway, my dad say "We have to help those people" and he rams the biker and him and the bike go flying like several hundred feet and I'm thinking "holy crap, we're definitely going to die now." We pull up next to black couple and open the door and tell them to get in the car, but they just stand there. The rest of the bikers have pulled up all around them and I'm yelling at my dad to just drive so he drives away, but he circles the parking lot and we see these cops standing by the Wal-Mart entrance, and we tell them some people are being attack, but they just stand there. We pull back around to where the bikers are at, and they're beating up the black guy and the woman is running away, so we pull up next to her and try to get her to get in the car again, but she says she can't leave without her husband. Then some bikers pull up next to us and grab the woman, and I'm yelling "go go go, just forget about them it's too late to help them, I don't wanna die!" so my dad drives away, and we go back to the cops and they're still just standing there. We tell them they have to do something, and they're like "Oh, don't worry, we're calling it in" and they all have just regular cell phones out talking on them.

That was when I woke up.
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Post by: Stoney Mason on April 25, 2011, 11:21:03 PM: That wasn't a dream. That was a repressed memory worming its way to your consciousness.
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Post by: Joe Molotov on April 25, 2011, 11:27:30 PM: You may be on to something. That's actually the second dream I've had in a month about getting attacked by a biker gang in a Wal-Mart parking lot. Last time there was no black couple and I didn't know that they were Hells Angels, they were just random guys on bikes. The pieces are starting to come together!
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Post by: Stoney Mason on April 25, 2011, 11:43:46 PM: I had a dream a few weeks ago I was a serial killer. I remembered nothing about it except me being underneath a table and a grizzly bag filled with something above the table. I remember waking up and feeling depressed for a few seconds about throwing my life away by becoming a serial killer and then it dawned on me it was a dream and I was relieved.

I mentioned it to skidmark and was gonna post it but I didn't because it seemed embarrassing that I was dreaming I was a psycho or something. :(
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Post by: Positive Touch on April 26, 2011, 12:42:41 AM: had a serial killer dream where i got carried away and killed someone when i didn't mean too, then spent the rest of the dream running from house to house, being forced into situations where i felt like i had no choice but to keep killing. all the while i could feel that it was just a matter of time before someone found a body, and that the cops would be getting closer and closer with every second that passed. by the end of it i just wanted to kill myself because the stress was so unbearable
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Post by: Positive Touch on April 26, 2011, 12:48:43 AM: also strangley enough, i had a series of nightmare after i first bought gta3. the dreams would always involve someone being hit by a car would move like the driver had the a.i. of a gta npc. it was stupid, except the sounds i heard when people were hit were so realistic and disgusting that it made me sick to my stomach. this happened like three or four nights in a row. on the last night, an suv hit a woman, ran into a wall, and then just kept his foot on the gas, pushing against the wall like a stupid gta driver. thing is, the woman was trapped under the car, and the spinning tire was pulling her leg apart. her screams and the sound of muscle and bone being torn up were the worst thing ive ever experienced in a dream.
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Post by: lennedsay on April 26, 2011, 01:05:55 AM: Quote from: Mupepe on April 21, 2011, 12:49:38 PM
i had a dream a week or two ago where it was me, Himuro, Lennedsay, Green Man and my wife hanging out at a beach house. We were all getting drunk and eating junk food waiting for the morning to come to take my boat out. Green Man kept talking about cocoa puffs. I was baking something. I don't remember what Lennedsay was eating. I told her the next day so maybe she remembers what I said. Himuro was playing a board game and eating chips I think. There were these dogs outside that kept barking and pissing me off. That's all i remember. It was weird.

It was Chick-fil-A!! I bet it was delicious too. :drool
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Post by: chronovore on April 26, 2011, 07:34:00 PM: I can only remember chicken corpses. Man, I should'a written that down the moment I woke up. :-\
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Post by: Boogie on April 26, 2011, 09:56:33 PM: A couple nights ago I had a dream where I was heading towards downtown Toronto with a group of people. It was very eerie and stormy, with creepy clouds. All of a sudden, we all looked towards downtown, and saw something floating down from the sky by parachute, and then suddenly the BMO building (second tallest in the city) collasped WTC-style, and then there was a huge shockwave and a rush of smoke and air that reached us. Then the dream paused, rewound about fifteen seconds, and I saw the "parachute bomb" fall again, the BMO building collapse, and the shockwave again. We then all started scrambling away from the downtown, trying to get on trains out of town, and then I woke up.

So, yeah, I basically dreamed of nuclear apocalypse.
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Post by: chronovore on April 27, 2011, 01:06:16 AM: And a glitch in the matrix, since it repeated itself.
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Post by: nice cat but chicken on October 26, 2011, 02:22:17 AM: i had a weird dream last night (aren't all dreams weird?) that had a way more cohesive narrative than usual. it's a long story but:

the part i remember started on the street i work on so i figure i'd just finished work. i go to get on a bus (towards Island Bay which no one in their right mind would do) and Sceneman and someone else (maybe my gf?) are on the bus. i have a twenty dollar note. pretty much as soon as i sit down i realise that i don't need/want to be on the bus so i jump off (forgetting my $20 but Sceneman reminds me, what a guy).

once off the bus i realise that my band is playing on the street, the same street i work on, so i get involved in that. it's more like an impromptu concert than like we're busking and a lot of my friends are standing around. one of these friends alerts me to a party they have organised in an abandoned house just down the road. i don't know how long i stayed on the street playing but i eventually head to the party.

the party is massive. at least a hundred people had to be there including my mother and 14 year old sister. the house, while abandoned, has electricity running and is beautifully furnished. i hang out in the yard for a while which is lit with braziers and candles. maggie gyllenhall is there (i dislike her acting, voice and face) and while i'm talking to someone else her body language tells me she's crushing on me. in the dream this does not seem like a bad proposition despite my opinion of her irl. later i see her again and she's turned into st. vincent (who's music i've barely heard) except that i know it's her but it doesn't look like her, she is much uglier with boils and everything. and she's still crushing. harder than ever.

i go inside and admire the decor, urinate etc. a bunch of kids are running about playing games as kids are wont to do. as i look around i see that the kids have discovered some underground passages. i follow them down and find myself in what is basically a dungeon. it's a maze of concreted rooms that interconnect and go deeper and deeper. the dream starts getting really creepy in a way that i can't communicate without a camera/soundtrack. i don't really remember many specifics of the dungeon but there's something about a guy in a luchador mask, seeing scratch marks in the paint of one room, someone having written serial numbers in biro on the same paint and finding a cassette with general midi music on it.

that's all i really remember, i'm quite glad i didn't stick around longer to find out what was behind the house. i don't have scary/creepy dreams often so this stuck out to me. could be a good start to a horror film with some tweaks.
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Post by: BlueTsunami on February 28, 2012, 06:42:13 PM: Had the weirdest situation in my dream last night. I dreamed I pulled bacon out of my dick. I looked down at my penis, saw something poking out of my dick hole, pulled and yanked a strip of bacon out. I mean, what the fuck.
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Post by: bud on February 28, 2012, 07:14:51 PM: :rofl

i had this dream in my teenage years that my dick broke in half and it looked like what a hot dog looks on the inside. it freaked me out so much i stoppred masturbating for a while in fear of literally breaking my dick.
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Post by: Positive Touch on February 28, 2012, 07:20:05 PM: i started to have a sex dream the other night, but then the chick took off her shirt and she had hairy shoulders so i had to leave
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Post by: Stoney Mason on February 29, 2012, 03:10:01 AM: I forgot about this thread. I've definitely had weird dreams recently but unless I write them down they disappear. I'll try to remember the next time it happens.
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Post by: Phoenix Dark on February 29, 2012, 03:56:37 AM: I had a dream me and Cajole were roommates, and two beautiful women were in our bed late one night. One brunette for him, one latina for me. But instead of getting in bed we were on laptops talking on twitter
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Post by: Stoney Mason on May 02, 2013, 05:52:13 PM: I had a weird one last night but I can only remember the very end of it.

It was me. Jean-Luc Picard and Riker filming a scene of Star Trek at my childhood home. At one point it felt like I was the cameraman but then at a certain point I was definitely in the scene. Riker keep messing up the scene because he couldn't get through his line.

At that point there was a big dispute between my next door neighbors and me, Picard, and Riker because they were making a lot of noise while we were trying to film. I'm pretty sure the neighbors were a group of wrestlers though (about 20 or 30) having a party and drinking beer and being really loud. I didn't recognize any of the wrestlers as famous people but Michael Madsen was definitely part of their group for some reason. I definitely remember that and his voice.

I started hollering at them telling them to be quiet, when one of the tossed a cement cinderblock at me but it hit the ground before it reached me. At that point I started to get nervous and fearful there was going to be a fight between our groups but then I woke up.

I pretty sure part of this dream was due to the fact that I was anticipating a Star Trek like game for a few days called Star Command but not sure where the rest of it came from.
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Post by: Olivia Wilde Homo on May 02, 2013, 06:24:29 PM: I had a weird dream recently.

I was backstage at Beyonce concert (I don't know why, I can't even name five of her songs) and in between two of her songs, she went back and made some bitchy request to me. I wasn't having her shit so I told her to go fuck herself. Apparently the audience could hear all of this. Then the audience roars with applause at my dismissal of her bullshit. Then she starts screaming and having a fit. I said "whatever" and walked off into the stage and into the audience. The audience parted ways like the Red Sea (or drew's mom's legs) as the cheers grew louder. I can still hear Beyonce having a hissy fit as I look back. I walk out of the concert venue a hero and that is all I remember.

Not sure what it means.
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Post by: recursivelyenumerable on May 02, 2013, 06:29:50 PM: Quote from: bud on February 28, 2012, 07:14:51 PM
:rofl

i had this dream in my teenage years that my dick broke in half and it looked like what a hot dog looks on the inside. it freaked me out so much i stoppred masturbating for a while in fear of literally breaking my dick.

As a teenager I had a lot of dreams wherein I had two penises. It was a frequently recurring dream trope, like, twice a week or so.
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Post by: Don Flamenco on May 02, 2013, 08:22:44 PM: I had a dream a few days ago where I was protecting Lindsay Lohan from paparazzi. i didn't even end up getting any before i woke up. i can't believe i had a dream about white knighting lindsay lohan.
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Post by: Groogrux on May 04, 2013, 03:38:49 PM: Quote from: Don Flamenco on May 02, 2013, 08:22:44 PM
I had a dream a few days ago where I was protecting Lindsay Lohan from paparazzi. i didn't even end up getting any before i woke up. i can't believe i had a dream about white knighting lindsay lohan.

:lol :rofl :lol :rofl :lol :rofl :lol :rofl
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: nice cat but chicken on May 12, 2013, 09:15:46 PM: watching TNG episode Ensign Ro the other day reminded me of one of my earliest sex dreams. i think it occured in some darkened underground maze thing. its a very old dream so not many specifics but i was confronted with a bajoran female (likely the ds9 one, kira?) who had three genital orifices, 2 of which were lethal, and i had to choose one at my peril. the mechanics of sex were totally broken in my dream because i was quite a sheltered 10 year old.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Rufus on May 13, 2013, 02:48:45 AM: No, you were ten. I had already seen porn before that age, which probably wasn't normal.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: nice cat but chicken on May 13, 2013, 03:28:52 AM: i think ten is a pretty standard age to first view porn these days. definitely troublesome. i've worked with some younger chaps and the way they talk about sex is really distressing. like the sound like they still think porn is a documentary.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: StealthFan on May 13, 2013, 07:51:47 AM: I had a a dream a few weeks back where I was in a vaguely sci-fi future. I'm talking like Gattaca type future, no floating cars and shit. I find my mother's car vandalized in a parking lot and I am very concerned about her. I continue on to work and decide I have to divulge information with my boss who is Tom Hanks. He's a really important dude (Tom Hanks isn't Tom Hanks in the dream, if that makes sense) and I am apparently an underling.

I work in what looks like a crazy cool library and as I go to talk to Hanks his guards stop me and the head of security tells me no. The head of security is the shrink from The Sopranos. I force my way through to talk to Hanks and he is sitting in a chair surrounded by some kids, reading to them. I tell him it's super important and he tells me it's fine and it can wait. Unsatisfied I blurt out that someone is planning on killing him. I immediately move away from the children knowing that he will do the same and I continue telling him that I heard of this plot. I don't remember the rest of the conversation but I remember why the security teams distrusts me. It turns out that I am a serial killer, that through a recent breakthrough in technology, has been reformed. Hanks basically uses me as a success story, showing how the program works, but logically keeps me far away because I used to be a serial killer. I am basically a show pony, and nobody within the organization actually trusts me or wants me around.

I should note that I am not actually myself in the dream. It isn't my reflection (I look like Willem Dafoe and have a voice I don't recognize) and my mother isn't actually my mother but some random lady I've never seen before. I am a character within the dream, and I only have fleeting lucidity as this character. There was a really pimping ass shopping center I walked by in the dream too. Also I am not the one trying to kill Hanks, my character wants to keep him safe.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Rufus on May 13, 2013, 08:19:45 AM: There's an episode of Babylon 5 about a 'reformed' (he got his personality erased or something) serial killer who comes to the station as a monk or something. Then a bunch of murders occur and he begins to doubt himself, because he recognizes the method or whatever.
spoiler (click to show/hide)
Turns out it's just a relative (?) of a former victim, trying to get revenge.
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Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: chronovore on May 20, 2013, 07:33:31 PM: Quote from: StealthFan on May 13, 2013, 07:51:47 AM
I had a a dream a few weeks back where I was in a vaguely sci-fi future. I'm talking like Gattaca type future, no floating cars and shit. I find my mother's car vandalized in a parking lot and I am very concerned about her. I continue on to work and decide I have to divulge information with my boss who is Tom Hanks. He's a really important dude (Tom Hanks isn't Tom Hanks in the dream, if that makes sense) and I am apparently an underling.

I work in what looks like a crazy cool library and as I go to talk to Hanks his guards stop me and the head of security tells me no. The head of security is the shrink from The Sopranos. I force my way through to talk to Hanks and he is sitting in a chair surrounded by some kids, reading to them. I tell him it's super important and he tells me it's fine and it can wait. Unsatisfied I blurt out that someone is planning on killing him. I immediately move away from the children knowing that he will do the same and I continue telling him that I heard of this plot. I don't remember the rest of the conversation but I remember why the security teams distrusts me. It turns out that I am a serial killer, that through a recent breakthrough in technology, has been reformed. Hanks basically uses me as a success story, showing how the program works, but logically keeps me far away because I used to be a serial killer. I am basically a show pony, and nobody within the organization actually trusts me or wants me around.

I should note that I am not actually myself in the dream. It isn't my reflection (I look like Willem Dafoe and have a voice I don't recognize) and my mother isn't actually my mother but some random lady I've never seen before. I am a character within the dream, and I only have fleeting lucidity as this character. There was a really pimping ass shopping center I walked by in the dream too. Also I am not the one trying to kill Hanks, my character wants to keep him safe.

This will turn out to be the plot of Ubisoft's new Watch Dogs. Just you wait.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Atramental on May 29, 2013, 08:26:01 AM: Had a dream that some gal that I know sent me nude pics and I got excited so I went to grab my phone off my night stand (in the dream and in reality too) and then I awoke.

:-\

Then I went to sleep again and had a dream of a black squirrel running across my front yard and up a tree. Then I awoke again.

Fucking dreams...
Title: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Verdigris Murder on May 29, 2013, 10:00:53 AM: Stealth Fan, your dream might be the key to past unlocking past sexual trauma, which could become the first step in the healing process.

I'll lend my huge intellect to you later on this week.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Hitler Stole My Potato on May 29, 2013, 05:54:53 PM: Was just telling my wife what a weird dream I had last night and then I see this thread. Might as well post it here too.

I dreamt that I was flying in a zeppelin over Nazi Germany and we were having a dinner commemerating Christian Slater. All the sudden Obama leans over to me and asks me who the hell Christian Slater was and I started explaining the entire plot to Pump Up The Volume to him. Obama kept interupting me asking me "You mean that guy over there?" while pointing to Christian Slater and I was getting pissed. Evidently I really wanted him to hear about Pump Up The Volume.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: chronovore on May 29, 2013, 07:37:20 PM: That is one weird ass dream.

I dreamt I was at an airport with my son, getting ready for an international flight. I thought we had a bunch of time to kill, but suddenly realized the flight would depart in 15 minutes, and we hadn't yet cleared security. I panicked and woke up.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Joe Molotov on May 30, 2013, 08:25:16 AM: I had a dream that I was watching the series finale of X-Files on Netflix, and the whole series was just a dream and Mulder was actually a high school student sleeping in class.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: chronovore on June 03, 2013, 06:44:54 PM: I was in London, England for some reason; it may have been to watch Young Frankenstein in a massive, old-time theater which has appeared in previous dreams. I attended the show, and was surprised to see that I'd been here before. Inside the theater are tiered seating areas, each with its own screen, so the venue can display up to six movies at once in the same open room. Don't ask me how the sound works -- it's a dream.

There was a bit where a friend was running an RPG which takes place in London. We broke for the night and would start again later; in the meantime we were staying in an ancient, drab tenement near the theater. When I went to see the movie that night, something weird happened and several bodies were found. It was unclear if this was part of the RPG or not, so one of the other players and I discussed our plan "as players," and acted on it. I announced that I'd go back to a shop in a Union-Square-like spot, as I actually began running toward it, and my announcement was to the open air, as though the DM was God, and he'd hear/see my action at the moment, and integrate it into the game.

I recognized how ridiculous this is, so I walked back, laughing at myself, realizing that this isn't the game, and the DM can't hear me.

Back at the tenement, we went to check if the other guests were alright. An art director from one of my previous publishers had hung some kind of tapestry on his doorframe, so he could smoke outside without smoke getting into his apartment. When I tried to check on if the other guests in his apartment were OK, he said "whoa, whoa, whoa!" as I tried to pull aside the tapestry, so I just went back to my quarters.

There, a woman who I'd had a crush on in 5th grade was just getting out of the shower, and wandering around in a bathrobe. She was playing the RPG too. I was impressed that she'd managed to shower and finish during my brief visit to the Art Director's and I realized she'd not washed her hair.

Out of nowhere, there was a huge bathing room, white tiled and complex, with several pools in which to bathe. She drew a bath, and briefly her head disengaged from her body and floated around the room, which seemed normal in a Futurama kind of way.

She re-engaged her head to body, and was wearing sweats. She jumped on my back, so I piggy-back carried her and was swaying and dancing around the room that way, working on exercising my thighs and calves. She asked, "Do you want to dance?" and I answered, "I thought we already were."

At this point, IRL my wife called for my son to get up, so I abandoned a dance I'd wished had been available to me since fifth grade.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Don Flamenco on June 03, 2013, 07:33:40 PM: not sure what happened exactly, but Ron Jeremy was my lawyer
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Joe Molotov on June 03, 2013, 11:40:34 PM: Quote from: Don Flamenco on June 03, 2013, 07:33:40 PM
not sure what happened exactly, but Ron Jeremy was my lawyer

Did he get you off?
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Phoenix Dark on June 04, 2013, 12:58:43 AM: Usually I forget my dreams, but last month I had shockingly vivid one that woke me up, and each time I think about it my heart almost begins to race. I dreamed I was on some type of huge, futuristic train. I could barely feel the train moving, but a glimpse outside revealed we were traveling at a high speed. There was an escalator and water fountain, all within a huge dining room with glass and lights everywhere. Multiple people were drinking, dancing, and laughing. Everyone was dressed fancily, in suits and dresses. Outside of the train it was snowing badly, and the sky was dark. Eventually the train stopped, and I noticed a face outside one of the train's windows, masked by the snow storm.

I exited the train and saw my mom's face about 8 feet above me. It lowered and I realized her face was stretched over a large, rectangular slab of metal. It was connected to a long retractile neck, made of metal also. Overall it was like a larger Wall-E, with significantly longer arms. The entire body was covered in a huge brown cloak, which almost made her look like a very large humpback. A red bandana was on her face, underneath dreadlocks. I don't remember what we discussed but she was crying as the snow poured down. Eventually I entered her cloak and stood on top of her wheels, and we drove off into the blizzard.

I was looking out of her cloak and noticed we came to some dilapidated, ruined city; there were some lights here or there, and I could see the silhouettes of multiple buildings. The only words she said to me were "strip club." She sped to some huge abandoned factory, with multiple floors. Peering through the shattered windows I noticed people sleeping in the factory. Then out of nowhere a bunch of similar cloaked Wall-E type figures appeared, huge necks craned out, long arms, and entered the building. The people were running away but many were caught by the robots. They began stripping the flesh off the people, like skinning a rabbit. The robots took their cloaks off and I saw that they had human skin wrapped around their metallic frames, like you might wrap pieces of bacon over asparagus. The flesh had rotted into an almost leathery layer, and the robots began picking various human skins off the ground and wrapping them on top of themselves.

I tried leaving the cloak, but I couldn't, nor could I see anything inside the cloak; I could only look outside at the factory, and the various robots adding new layers of flesh onto their bodies.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: chronovore on June 04, 2013, 01:15:10 AM: Reading too much Dark Tower? Sounds like Blaine the Mono.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Don Flamenco on June 04, 2013, 01:07:02 PM: Quote from: Joe Molotov on June 03, 2013, 11:40:34 PM
Quote from: Don Flamenco on June 03, 2013, 07:33:40 PM
not sure what happened exactly, but Ron Jeremy was my lawyer

Did he get you off?

:lol

and more law dreams. Last night, I was on the phone with an ex-gf long after I had dumped her and heard a gun shot on her end of the line and she was gone. At first, I thought she had committed suicide and was trying to fuck with me as her final act. In my dream, I totally didn't care :lol But I called the police and went over to her place and they said they couldn't find a gun. It wasn't suicide--it was a murder! I began investigating and found out she had been gambling and taking loans from some eastern european mafia. towards the end of the dream, my family and I were running from mobsters, who were trying to kill us.

Its like a fucking set of facts for a trial. This class I'm in needs to be over so I can get my dreams back :'(
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Stoney Mason on July 17, 2013, 02:20:38 PM: Had one last night. There was a lot to it but this the only portion I could remember.

For some reason I had to go to jail for a year. And I was really scared. So I came up with the idea of not talking to anybody the entire time I was in jail to make myself seem like a bad ass. And it worked. Everybody feared me and I became this iconic prison activist/badass who nobody messed with.

And documenting the year, there was this radio show that everybody on the outside could hear that ranked the prison bad asses to the general public. So I started climbing the rankings. And by the end of the year I was ranked the #1 bad ass. That was literally what it was called during the show.

So it was time to leave prison but now I was really scared because in my dream world logic, I knew that there were people on the outside who were willing to try to kill me now because having this #1 ranking made me a target and people would want to kill me to get famous.

And then I woke. I have no idea why I dreamed such a stupid fucking thing.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Mupepe on July 17, 2013, 02:53:05 PM: Because you're a fucking bad ass
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Stoney Mason on September 05, 2013, 12:23:15 AM: Last night's dream.

The Prime Minister of Egypt is fighting off a civil war. (I have no idea who the current prime minister of Egypt is but the one in this dream kind of looked like Arafat for some reason) But he wants to convince the world that everyone and everything is safe in the country. So he invites around 150 regular Americans to a big auditorium in a large luxury Hotel in Egypt. I am part of that 150 who takes him up on the offer along with one of my uncles. It's like a vacation or something.

So during his press conference/interview with a lot of journalists in the auditorium he is explaining how things are completely safe and the whole thing is being overblown by the press. At that point terrorists enter the room. Shoot him in the head killing him and take all 150 people hostage. They tell us we are going to be held at the hotel. We are to live on the floors between the 4th and the 9th. But if we try to leave the hotel or go to any floors below 4 or above 9, we will be killed.

So at this point I'm terrified in the dream thinking we are all going to be killed. But the rest of the dream is actually very boring and mundane. It's all about how annoying it would be to live near 150 complete strangers in a hotel and how they keep getting on my nerves doing small things like leaving the bathrooms messy or how no one is a barber so I can't get a good haircut.

Once again no clue why I would dream such a thing.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: chronovore on September 05, 2013, 07:22:36 PM: :lol

It's all about the overhype which precedes a game launch, and the disappointing same-o, same-o which we get when we actually have to sit through it.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: nudemacusers on September 05, 2013, 07:23:45 PM: I fell asleep with my wife's air on my chest, dreamed she was trying to get me to marry a computer that just turned into a person. :-\
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: chronovore on September 05, 2013, 07:24:05 PM: In the dream, I'm somewhere living near the California coast. Or Oregon. But it looks more like a bayou or swamp. I had to go pick up something up north from where we live; my Mom and Step-Dad offer their Lexus, which would make quick time up the highway, and I'd be able to easily come back down and get home.

Instead, I opt for a carved out miniature pirate ship, about 2M long, which has a single mast and a fixed sail in it. There's already some water in the body of the craft, probably from recent rain. I sit aft and let my legs drape over the sides a bit, so I don't get my feet wet in the puddled water, or in the "ocean" (which looks suspiciously brackish).

Oddly, the trip is very smooth and effortless for the first half-hour or so. The ship is sailing itself, and I'm basically steering by leaning. I realize this wind may not last, and look for an oar. There's one small oar laying in the water in the ship's carved-out passenger area. That'll have to do.

I see something nearly castle-like, a rich person's waterfront home, made from stones and wood. It has a small harbor, into which I accidentally sail. I lean hard, and the ship comes around, and I exit. I feel like there may be people in the house who are wondering what the hell I'm doing, like when a car pulls into your driveway just to turn around, and you don't recognize the car as being a friend's.

Not 50M later on, I'm coming upon a few headlands which are jutting into my path, and I'm thinking about how to get around them, when I see three alligators basking on top of it, all facing my way. In the suddenly clear (AND DEEP) water, I see at least two more alligators swimming smoothly along the bottom. This... this isn't something I am ready to deal with, on this casual little day's sail up the coast.

There are some kids on the nearby shore, separate from all the alligators; they're shouting for me to be aware of the danger. I'm already turning around, and heading back the way I came, toward the castle I'd just passed, and the (hopefully) half-hour distant dock from which I started.

I mean, what was I thinking? How would I have gotten back down the coast to begin with? I had to pick up my wife! She would want to come back in a car, and I'd have no way to get the toy ship back to the dock! And if I convinced her to get in this ship, how long would it have taken to get back down the coast? And now: alligators!

As I turn the ship around, I notice there is already an alligator just off to the side of my intended path. He wasn't there before. His snout is pointing across my path, and his side-facing eyeball is taking in everything in my direction. He slides down the bank and enters the water.

Somehow, my son is on a veranda at the nearby castle. He says he's going to come help me, which is the worst idea ever, and I am pretty sure I'll be eaten or killed or something, and I try to tell him to go inside and call 911 immediately, mainly so he doesn't see what's about to happen.

The alligator begins to surface next to my boat; I withdraw my legs from the sides, and get ready to punch it in the nose as it breaks the surface. I'm pretty sure I can connect, but I'm also pretty sure that only works on sharks.

As I swing for it, I wake up.

For the next 30 minutes, in the dark, I fade in and out of consciousness, going back to the ship, but not that same moment, trying to solve the puzzle of out to get out of harm's way. Then I realize I should just wake up.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: brawndolicious on September 06, 2013, 06:38:06 PM: Last night, I dreamed I was in a lab class and we were preparing for our presentations since it was the week before finals. But we hadn't even started our project yet since nobody had been coming to class and all I could think was if I was even registered for this class and what kind of fucking project takes a few days to do. I woke up and immediately wondered if that was reality, like if that dream was just a previous memory but then I remembered I already have my bachelors degree.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: chronovore on September 06, 2013, 09:19:32 PM: I hate those dreams. I graduated in 1991 but still get them when I'm stressed.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Tasty on September 06, 2013, 11:10:38 PM: This thread popping up is a little eerie. About two hours ago I woke up after a fairly vivid nightmare involving a nuclear strike on Boston.

I know the chances are almost nil but I keep coming back to Boston being in the top 5 places that would be struck by an enemy if it ever came down to it.

Took me about half an hour to calm down after waking up from that.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: chronovore on September 06, 2013, 11:42:15 PM: Relax. Have some Soma.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Tasty on September 07, 2013, 02:45:41 AM: Dunno what that is but I'm calm now.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Stoney Mason on January 27, 2014, 03:28:47 PM: Me, my father (who is deceased) and my brother all travel around in a van together solving crimes. We are sort of like the three investigators in those detective books.

We arrive at the home of typical normal white lady to investigate a murder. I notice she has a cougar in the living room that is wrapped up in a muslin blanket. Because in dreams I am apparently racist I ask the women if she is a muslim for some reason. She says yes and starts to put on like a scarf and wrap it around her head. The moment she says yes, all three of us become very suspicious and give each other meaningful looks because once again apparently in my dreams, my entire family is racist.

So the women leaves the room. And the cougar starts talking to us. I'm shocked that a cougar has the ability to talk so I tell it, I can't believe this is happening. The cougar to prove that thia is real has a wristwatch and sets the time on it to show me that its a very skilled cougar. At this point I'm very pleased and start to pet it but after awhile I can tell its starting to get annoyed and maybe going to bite me so I stop.

And that's what I'm dreaming about in 2014.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Skidmark on January 27, 2014, 04:28:51 PM: Quote from: Stoney Mason on January 27, 2014, 03:28:47 PM
Me, my father (who is deceased) and my brother all travel around in a van together solving crimes. We are sort of like the three investigators in those detective books.

We arrive at the home of typical normal white lady to investigate a murder. I notice she has a cougar in the living room that is wrapped up in a muslin blanket. Because in dreams I am apparently racist I ask the women if she is a muslim for some reason. She says yes and starts to put on like a scarf and wrap it around her head. The moment she says yes, all three of us become very suspicious and give each other meaningful looks because once again apparently in my dreams, my entire family is racist.

So the women leaves the room. And the cougar starts talking to us. I'm shocked that a cougar has the ability to talk so I tell it, I can't believe this is happening. The cougar to prove that thia is real has a wristwatch and sets the time on it to show me that its a very skilled cougar. At this point I'm very pleased and start to pet it but after awhile I can tell its starting to get annoyed and maybe going to bite me so I stop.

And that's what I'm dreaming about in 2014.

Shame on you stoney..

Also, you are easily fooled. :(
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: chronovore on February 03, 2014, 04:49:09 PM: I was working at some new game company in the USA, probably San Francisco, and was being taken out to lunch by the team. Oddly, they were taking me to a restaurant on the grounds of a big park, lots of open plaza spaces, it felt like a park if all the grounds were cobblestones, and the facilities buildings were Spanish Colonial architecture.

Before this, I was driving around town in a Jeep which was loaned to me by Morrie, the guy across the street from us on the block I grew up on. His jeep was fucked. Man, I have never driven a more gutless car. The car couldn't make it up the low part of the hill on a street without taking a running start at it. His driver's side door wouldn't close. His windshield wipers got stuck mid swing -- after I'd activated them instead of the turn signal -- and when I rotated the knob to put them back, it was clear that they were directly connected to the knob; windshield wiping would be a manual effort with one hand while the other steered. This part of the dream was in Los Angeles. I was driving this car because the motorcycle I'd driven to the job interview was not street legal. I was having a lot of trouble figuring out how to get both the motorcycle back home, and the jeep back to Morrie.

Back at the park/mall where I was going out to eat, the youngest guy on the team, who was a Facilities guy, was chatting about some new TV show I hadn't seen, due to being in Japan for so long. He was talking about the conspiracy groups in the show. Some Marketing guy walking by asks, "Are you talking about that _______ show? Those Coil guys are crazy!"

I've got to hit the head before lunch though, so the Facilities guy and I go to the restroom. He wants to keep talking, but I need to pee, and he keeps stopping, so I keep stopping to listen, but am getting annoyed because I just want to pee. I say, "Just go pee and keep talking." "But I don't have to pee." "PRETEND like you're peeing and keep talking." We go inside. Toilets had same name as the referenced company in the TV show: Coil.

When we step outside, there's a knot of people moving, milling about, and it's hard to get through them. I try anyway, and there's some bulky, hairy dude who gets pissed off at my attempt to move through his poorly coordinated crowd. I've had enough, and want to fight.

Now I'm not in a park, or a restaurant, or Los Angeles, I'm on a webpage which is discussing the previous TV show. The crowd is not a physical one, but people interacting in a chat window called The Hangout on TheBore.com -- Vestal (or someone going by his name) has brought up the TV show as a topic. GTA V is also in there as a topic.

The guy whom I wanted to fight is still calling me out in text. I begin apologizing, because I have never been on The Hangout before, and didn't know how it worked, which is why I interrupted his group.

I wake up trying to reconcile how a plaza became a webpage.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Madrun Badrun on February 03, 2014, 04:58:29 PM: I have a dream too; that one day this man will get sex from a hot girl. Talk about the heat of injustice, jeez.

This post brought to you by Black History Month.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Stoney Mason on April 07, 2014, 01:26:49 PM: Had a fairly boring and depressing dream about some family members last night. But that part was whatever.

The bit that is "noteworthy" is in the dream I had to go to the bathroom to relieve myself. And I shit a catfish.

By that I mean I defecated a perfect replica of a catfish with scales, whiskers, and fins but made completely of shit.

So all day now I've had this recurring image of a large shit catfish in my head.

Thanks brain...
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: chronovore on June 11, 2014, 06:33:15 PM: Another one I should have written as soon as I woke up. Pretty sure I needed the extra hour of sleep, though.

I'm at a party, either a river or poolside party, in Florida. Over the course of the dream, it changes to California. There's a single-story bungalow/pool house which is feeding us wine and craft beers. Eel O'Brian is there, dressed as Han Solo. For some reason, it works, though I tell him it's weird because he couldn't do Indiana Jones. He wouldn't look like Indy, but he does look like Han, and it's confusing me. Then I realize there are beers and I have a fellow borito with me, and I try to figure out how to check in on Untappd and post to "Meeting Borians in Real Life" thread.

Then a bunch of spiders show up.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Joe Molotov on June 23, 2014, 10:35:52 AM: I woke up early this morning and needed to pee, but I didn't feel like getting up to go to the bathroom, so I just rolled over and went back to sleep. Sometimes when I need to pee IRL, I'll dream about peeing or needing to pee but this was really over the top.

So, I'm at a water park (Note: No, this does not end with me wetting the bed) and I'm going down water slides and stuff. Eventually I decided to go find a bathroom, but the line was really long so I'm waiting and waiting. Eventually, I got to the bathroom and try to use the urinal, but it was constantly spraying out water. So I backed up farther and farther away from it to get away from the spray, until eventually I was arcing like a six-foot stream of pee across the room into the urinal. I was going like this for at least a full minute. Then I went to wash my hands in the sink, which also sprayed water at me. I finally got up to use the bathroom IRL, and was disappointed when I couldn't pee like in the dream. :(

Unrelated to my brain subconsciously telling me to get up and pee, there was also a broken A/C unit next to where I was waiting in line for the bathroom, that for some reason has several video games programmed into it. The guy next to me in line turns it on, and plays a game where you're Mario (using the little Mario sprite from SMW) and you're constantly hammering like when you have the hammer in Donkey Kong, and you're fighting off waves of Yoshi's. When he beat them all the boss showed up, which was a train.
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: king of the internet on June 23, 2014, 11:04:29 AM: I just had a nightmare in my nightmare. :mindblown
Title: Re: The Weird Dream Thread
Post by: Himu on June 25, 2014, 09:00:41 AM: Wow. That dream was vivid. And choreographed. And directed. Like a movie. I'm writing this immediately since I'm losing pieces by the second.

Okay, so the world gains a plague, and a few individuals bind together to survive. My brain crafted a backstory for most of them.

The only one I remember is the guy who had his cell phone on him and showed him being murdered by his side chick. He was originally too weak to kill her, like, literally. He was so weak he had to have her chained to ground or a sink or something. He's important and can't let it come out he's been cheating on his wife, also of importance. So, as he's about to stab her to death she turns and asks if she's still bolted to the ground, he says yes, she takes a gun from her hair, and shoots him out of the window.

Yes, his cell phone records this and I don't know how he's still alive - if he even is. His Side chick jumps out the window like in those movies featuring Strong And Silent Female Action heroes and her slow descent from everyday girl to assassin as her appearance becomes eerily familiar to the Head Chef called Red in Orange is the New Black. All of this happens as she jumps down the window. It's choreographed like a Sailor Moon transformation. That's the best descriptor I've got.

Another person is a former Dallas Cowboys player.

There was a transgender person.

There was a hot tempered Chinese girl.

There was a shy girl who kept to herself a lot.

A black guy.

Red is in our group. Cheater dude is in our group. All the people above. How are these people alive? Everyone else in the world is poor, diseased, and dying. Plants, animals. Everything has rotted. These people, for fun and games, like to go to a place where they see themselves in a mirrored world where everything is "fuzzy". As if their skin were made of poofed up material. They start to get close to the mirror and unleash a wave of green. Some people die, instantly turned into skeletons. The people in the group in my dream don't think anything of it.

So everyone runs to the house for shelter. Everything is rapidly falling apart. People are disappearing, people are angry.people are confused. People are "transforming" into spiders and thin air or outright dying. Eventually they have a confrontation in the main room. Things come to a head and the Cowboys player takes the Dallas Cowboys players manual, a pair of scissors, and cuts it in half and everything goes to shit. Everything is scared as to why he'd do that. Then everyone dies as everything on a Earth becomes a wave of black ash.

Eventually everyone on Earth is remade as bodies made of jewels. Plants, animals, humans. They remember their past lives. Things are fun for a while, until a big boom happens, the Jewel people are told that everyone can live forever, except the group that stayed in the house and did things that were not good. So he takes their bodies, tears them apart piece by piece, and hovers them above the rest of the world, forced to watch everyone live their lives and have fun till the end of their days.
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Post by: TVC15 on June 25, 2014, 11:14:03 AM: I've dreamt about playing Diablo 3 more than once. I wake up pissed that the dream loot I found isn't real.
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Post by: TVC15 on June 26, 2014, 03:57:03 AM: During my nap, I fell asleep while focusing on thoughts of suicide via sinking my body in water with cinderblocks. During my actual dream, someone kept saving me or talking me out of doing it by claiming that he'd be my friend if I promised I wouldn't kill myself. I woke up and cried and drank like half a bottle of brandy.
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Post by: jakefromstatefarm on August 14, 2014, 05:42:38 PM: Enter, a stashouse owned by a malformed sycophant with an affinity for lobotomizing his victims, allegedly the dragon for some higher up in the organized crime food chain, I wouldn't know, I don't ask too many questions. Outlaw hitmen shouldn't, especially out here in the untamed west. Contracted with his murder, I arrive in his living room accompanied by my right hand man, a tall, handsome fella who might've been the Angel Eyes of his own story if it weren't for his mutism. Fixing to fashion some gunboat diplomacy, we burst into his living quarters expecting to take him unawares, little did we know his underlings, who look strikingly similar to Jeff Daniels and Jim Carrey, were lying in wait. Five minutes later the fiends are engaged with my protege over control of a sawed-off while I'm knocked on my ass staring up at a man with scars on his face, a scalpel in his hand, and sinister intentions in his heart. I find myself grasping at any thought that might get me out of this jam. I finally settle on the first thing that materializes. Reaching for my revolver I expound, "If god wills it, he'll save you from this bullet." Dumb and Dumber buy it, their Kevorkian crony cries out, "No, fuck, wai-". Too late, the trigger's pulled and a cave opens up where my target's face used to be. His former friends are in shock, my obstinate accomplice obliges by wrestling away the shotgun and emptying lead shot into each of their bowl cuts.

To be continued...
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Post by: jakefromstatefarm on August 14, 2014, 09:04:28 PM: I take a step outside the stash house. Dilapidated wooden buildings and despondent, aimless card-players convince me it's time to leave this town in favor of my ranch. Buttes, saguaros and dried foliage dot the adobe red landscape, a familiar Jamie Liddell tune plays in my minds eye, amber skies blaze overhead as I ride my way home on dirt-addled trails with one focus. Finally respite, finally family. No sooner have I arrived on my ranch then my wife's kidnapping makes itself apparent. I take refuge in my living room as shots barrage my house. Laser shots. My respite will have to wait, right now I'm caught up in a firefight with space pirates from the future looking to settle a score. Inextricably, my whole crew was just a stones throw away before the fighting broke out, including Angel Eyes, whom I later learned was also victim to this group of nefarious ruffians under pretense of spousal abduction. Ten minutes of intense fighting ensue, after which Angel Eyes and I find ourselves on one side of a mexican stand off with four combatants. The other side is occupied an old man with a laser cannon and Donkey Kong Sled, literally an anthropomorphic sled whose head was a superimposed image of Diddy Kong (admittedly, an oversight by my subconscious), holding a sawed-off. My accomplice and I exchange glances, betraying a furtive understanding of the situation. The old man makes the first move, we open fire. Or at least we would have had our firearms not been lacking ammunition. I sock the old man in the face. He takes it like a champ. My efforts exhausted, I concede defeat while staring into his laser cannon, into oblivion.
"I'm not here to fight," he says, "I just want to send a message for posterity, for my people to live without cruelty."
"And which people might that be?"
Suddenly his face changes, the old man is a shapeshifter. "The people who win."
"Mutantkind," I responded assuredly. The old man leaves without a trace, my consternations left at ease until I wheel around and reacquaint myself with Donkey Kong Sled's shotgun.
"Put that down friend," I plead.
"I'm afraid I can't do that Jake."
Donkey Kong Sled, why?"
"Because I have to. Because I've been doing this since I was a toboggan. Because its the only thing I know how to do."
After that, everything was black.
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Post by: PigSpeakers on August 15, 2014, 02:58:21 PM: Last night I was having a dream, and then I woke up. But I was still dreaming, and then I actually woke up. At least I think.
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Post by: Joe Molotov on September 05, 2014, 08:58:03 PM: I dreamt I was at Quakecon with a bunch of people and we were looking for something to do so we walked down the road to the Dallas County Courthouse and Tupac was on trial, dressed like :pacspit , and it was an all-black jury and they were all like homeless people and crackheads and the DA kept getting them kicked off the jury and thrown in jail for vagrancy so he could get some white people on the jury. It was like a literal circus too, there was peanuts and popcorn and people were handing out raffle tickets to win prizes. Great Rumblers name got drawn and he got to be on the defense team. I'm not sure if he got off or not because we had to come back the next day and then it was time to get up.
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Post by: Great Rumbler on September 05, 2014, 11:54:07 PM: I would definitely be on Tupac's defense team were he alive today and on trial for something.
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Post by: Stoney Mason on September 08, 2014, 12:36:43 PM: Had a dream where I was looking at some porn on the internet and then suddenly a female psychologist/psychiatrist walked up to me. I was embarrassed but I kept looking at it in hopes she would just pass on by. Instead she stops, tears out a piece of the page I was on so she can see what I'm looking at. (Even though just a second ago I was on the internet using a computer to look at this porn). She then asks me why do men look at such stuff and I jokingly tried to disarm her that porn is as natural as a library or some other such comparison. In the dream I was really proud of myself for making that point even though in the light of day its not an especially clever or interesting or funny point.

When I woke up it dawned on the me that I can't remember the last time I held paper porn instead of just using the internet. A long freaking time.