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Last night I had three different dreams about an old very best friend. I haven't seen or heard from her for over 18 months. I think I will spend next week trying to track her down...
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TitaniumAlloy
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posted June 22, 2006 02:13 PM |
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What is this some kind of joke I can't find my post in this thread where I wrote like a huge thing about my most vivid dream, which I had like 2 years ago I don't even remember when but I remember every moment of the dream. Oh well, can't be bothered to write it out again..
But I don't believe that you can make sense out of dreams. They are just random firing of synapses in the dream while you dream, and your brain tries to make sense of them, putting false images, sounds, senses into your mind and storing it as memory.
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I had a great dream some days ago, but now i can't remember it 
I always forget what i am dreaming about, but sometimes my dreams leave a mark, you see i happen to sleepwalk...
The problem is that i don't just walk around and then go back to sleep, i make very strange things. Once i woke up and i had a bit of a chock because all of the furniture in my room had been rearranged, meaning that my room looked like it had been hit by a storm.
This is one of the most extreme things i have done while sleeping, i often just get dressed and walk around in the house, untill i find a chair where i sit down - These situations give me a bit of a chock as well when i wake up...
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posted June 22, 2006 03:08 PM |
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This was a while ago, and it kind of fits into my category of very weird dreams. I dreamt I was Spiderman. 
I was in a display room, and my friend and I were looking at little car models in glass display cases. I guess those models actually belonged to us and a few guys or something, and my friend said we should switch around the order of the display before the guys come back so that we can have all the green car models. o_O Then my perspective changed. I became... Peter Parker? I was sitting on my sofa, thinking about how tired I was. I think I was waiting for this movie to come on. Suddenly, something happened outside, and I changed into Spiderman to go after the thief/burglar/murderer. I thought to myself, "So much for that movie idea." I remember tying him up with my web and swinging him around in circles over my head. After that was done remembered that I was supposed to go somewhere with Mary Jane, but it was already too late. Then like a movie/TV show, the view changed to MJ in a car, sitting with her arms crossed and complaining that Peter so irresponsible or something.
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posted June 23, 2006 01:18 PM |
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The following I dreamt some years ago, when I was in a very bad mental and emotional condition.
I was in a rocky desert. You know, "western-flick"-desert. Everything had a strange green/brown tone to it (imagine Matrix, but with more brown). In front of me was a small house that looked like it belonged in a western-movie. YOu know the type, low, old, almost torn apart from the wind.. I walked in to the house and entered a pretty modern kitchen. There was blood everywhere. On the walls, the floor, the roof.. Everywhere. I walked through a door. Right behind the door was a stair. I walked up and entered a corridor. In the end of the corridor was a door. I opened it. Inside there where hundreds of mutilated infants. Heads, arms, legs, eyes, torsos.. They were torn apart. Then I woke up.
The strange, and very scary, thing was that I was totally relaxed. It wasn't a nightmare. When I think of it now it's repulsive, scary and horrible. But then it wasn't. It was a peaceful dream.
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posted June 25, 2006 09:36 AM |
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It means you are a psychopath in the making. You just don't know it yet.
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Frick
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posted June 25, 2006 05:24 PM |
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Yeah.
Now I mostly dream just "odd" dreams. You know, flying through empty space, taking over planets with pink barbie-dolls, fighting doors, having deep discussions with the King of Newspapers, dance with shadows and so on.. I like my dreams. 
Also I'm very influenced by Michael Ende.
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Iris
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posted June 27, 2006 04:21 PM |
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TnT, you were in my dream last night.
I was with some friends and my grandma (??) at a fancy restaurant getting dessert. I think they had some sort of buffet, but you had to order first and then they'll bring it out to you. Our waitress was taking an extremely long time, so we decided to just leave. We all agreed to pick up our own checks, but my grandma insisted on paying for everything. I didn't want her to pay, so I picked up the whole tab. I think it was about $20. When I turned around, there was a computer behind me and I was logged on AIM. TnT was signed on with a new SN, but he used a 3 for an e, but now that I think back, there was no e in his name. It made sense to me at the time. In my head. I think that was all.
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posted June 29, 2006 11:45 PM |
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I was on a Chris Angel video (you know the "goth-street" magician dude).
He had this van pull up and he opened the back door and there was like seven or eight hot women in there all smiling. They had these cute little hats and uniforms. I said "So are you guys just going to drive around with Chris Angel here all day long?" They didn't answer me.
Chris Angel says okay why don't you get in from the side. I said "sure". So I enter the van from the side and all the hot women are still sitting there. I start talking to them but they don't really answer me back. Chris Angel gets in the front seat.
Chris Angel starts talking to me. I can't hear him though so I kind of lean forward into the front seat. He's just asking me boring stuff about what I'm going to do for the rest of the day and stuff like that. So finally I stop talking to him and lean back.
The women are all gone! and sitting where they used to be are autographed pictures of all the women! I didn't hear a car door or anything. I just sat there silent for a few moments. I wanted to say "How the heck did you do that?" but everybody says that so I didn't. I just stared at where the women disappeared.
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This dream was so weird that I just got to let it out!
Somehow I have just found myself in Michigan, USA picking Iris from her house for a date. I knocked on the door and suddenly 3 arrows one after the other shot through the window almost hitting me!
"Who goes there!? We like shooting people and stuff so don't try anything stupid bucko!" came from inside the house.
"Excuse me kind fellows, but I have truelly innocent intentions of taking your lovely daughter on a wonderfull PG 13 date..." was my answer.
"Ming wang xiaou! Kiribiri hong chong ki! Lipidu ging a bell TnT!" running downstairs sound, the doorlock unlocking and there she stood before me in a Final Fantasy style mini skirt and a big smile on her face.
Iris: "Where are we going honeybunny? I hope the place will be is as cool as you..."
Me: "Pffffttt, there ain't no place like that baby! We are going to drop by the "Pink Thong Tavern" a nice hot little place with some first class people and one especialy hot table dancer who goes by the stage name of Pandora!"
Iris: "Fine dear, your wish is my command, I will follow you blindly till the end of time..."
As we were walking down the street we've noticed two kids running around stick swordfighting, one of them screamed...
Kid 1: "I am the titan king, I am god you must obey me puny emo!"
Kid 2: "Oh yeah well I'm old enough to drink room temprature beer, and my father sells used farm tractors! Take that!"
They ran off still fighting and flaming each other.
We walked into the tavern, it was never crowded like it was that night. One guy was running around in a pink thong shouting something about "royals" not qualifying for the playoffs you could barely pick out what he was saying, he made so many speaking mistakes that my ears just screamed for help. Another guy with a black eye and a round head, was jogging around the room chasing the pink thong wearing guy and explaining him how to run properly.
One hawaiian looking fellow who had such a polite smile on him was dancing next to the jukebox to the sounds of "shiny happy people" and was getting showered with peanuts by a guy at the barkeep wearing red sox. A badass looking fellow entertained himself playing a childish tile card game with a turkeyish turban wearing tall white guy with a really long and pointy ears for a human!
The lights dimmed out and "she works hard for the money" started playing. A spotlight lightened up the table on which stood a real foxy dark haired mamma on high heels.
Her: "I'm sorry but I have no pink thongs left people, some stalker just made it his lifes goal to steal all of them. The only clues that I have which could help me catch this guy are just these dragon bones that he keeps leaving at the crime scene... I have no idea who he might be... So without anymore stalling I will just dance in these red underwear I have left, hope that you all like them!"
Starts tabledancing.
Just as we take a sit and get ready to order a guy who has white spaces instead of eyes and a mage hat on his bald head lands near Iris and puts his hand over her.
He: "Oh yeah, MightyMage is in da house! I knew you would come Iris, I'm just too sexy for you to ignore my invitations to a dinner, by the way where is your good looking not short friend Arkm1 huh huh huh? Not that I want to see him more than you but he is a one sexy beast, ergh I mean... So what if it's him that I'm attracted to!? I can still have my way with him!"
Runs off sobbing crying out loud for Arkm1.
Me: "Iris you care to explain what just happened here? Are you flirting on the side with other guys...? You know that I wouldn't do it to you, I will always just stick to 1 girl and 1 girl only no matter if the other one wears red underwear and tightly hugs her other nice looking friend..."
My speach was interrupted by a toast made by some middle aged guy with a heavy french accent.
Frenchy: "A round of french beer to all the guests! I've just turned 29 yesterday, I know what you might think... I'm freackin' old! But I hope... Oh god I hope! That this is only the begining of my life, and now I'm exspecting presents from all of you! Muahahahaha! Legendary birthday party at its best!"
Me: "Oh poor guy... 29 wow that is the begining of the downhill from now on tsk tsk tsk..."
A chair flew over my head, I turned to see the person who threw it. He was up at his table screaming loudly at his buddies. He had some sort of a metal leg and an arm and was about 200 years old.
Metal guy: "God does not exist, I've stopped believing in him a long time ago! You can't convince me otherwise, I've made up my mind and it's final!" Smacked one of his buddies with his metal arm and saw him flying through the window, glass flying everywhere.
What a strange little fellow.
I've turned again to talk to Iris but she was not there, I looked around the room searching for her and found her on the table dancing together with Pandora pouring beer on each other out of huge beer mugs. I quickly jumped from my seat and rushed closer to the action, all of the attendents of the party immidiately forgot about the stuff they were doing and came closer to the table to enjoy the show.
Now that was a great dream fellas, I have to say one of the best I've had so far
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posted July 06, 2006 06:34 PM |
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Whenever I want you all I have to do is dreaaam dream dream dream.
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arkm1
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posted July 07, 2006 04:29 AM |
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This was a while ago, and it kind of fits into my category of very weird dreams. I dreamt I was Spiderman.
Haha there was an episode of coupling on that. I'll have to show you some time.
Yeah see I lucid dream. That's such a sweet deal. Too bad real life doesnt work that way.
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posted July 07, 2006 03:59 PM |
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TnT, was that a daydream there?
The other day, I dreamt that someone ate my lunch. I was extremely angry. Then I woke up. I was still angry.
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posted July 11, 2006 04:42 PM |
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Heck no, it was a near morning dream when we guys get the...  And it ended quite differently but I will not post this here with so many kids around
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The other day, I dreamt that someone ate my lunch. I was extremely angry. Then I woke up. I was still angry.
I will write a confession about it in LGs thread, yes it was me IRis I cannot deny it anymore, I ate your bacon with chocolate toppings breakfast, and guess what? I liked it!
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posted July 11, 2006 06:26 PM |
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Yeah well after I left the club and cried again...according to TNT's dream of course...I hunted him down and beat the crap out of him for eating Iris's lunch at which point she joined me for a TNT free meal.
Then I woke up and realized the minute I posted this TNT would be the first one to remind me that it was just a dream after all, so I went back to sleep.
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Aculias
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posted July 11, 2006 09:40 PM |
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Cheer up sleepy Jeaaan, oh what can it mean to a Daydream believer & a homecoming queeeeen
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posted July 15, 2006 05:50 AM |
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Just this once....
First off, just this once, I think Tina well deserved her its his above QP. So Pan, just this once, I forgive you for your usual explosive favoritism ! Oh, and the short story was so HCily funny that I'll also forgive your being completely off-topic, TNTie foo ! These aren't called dreams, but my Frenchy english being what it is... Just this once, I'll let you search for the appropriate word for yourself !
(Hint : starts like a fan and usually ends up in ecstasy, me thinks !    )
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posted July 15, 2006 07:30 AM |
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Serial Dreamer
Okay first off, I'm quite the dreamer. I usually always remember my dreams pretty well, and fairly often I'm having dreams that I can actually feel. Dreams that are so realistic, detailed and lively that it takes some time after I wake up to fully realize it was a dream, and not a memory. Most of my dreams are insanely weird, dwelving into heroic fantasy, sci-fi, horror and even more ****ed up settings. I think it's a safe bet to say that my wild imagination, my natural tendency to analyze and scrutinize things and ppl all the time, and my writer's eye can explain that to a large extent.
I've been routinely noting and analysing my dreams for some years now, and usually have an interest for hearing / reading (through) other ppl's dreams, specially ppl I know well. You can tell a lot about folks if you know how to interpret their dreams.
To me, both from my personnal experience and voluntary "studies", a dream is like a live capture of one's unconscious "defragmenting" of one's brain. Whatever data has been temporarily stocked inside your "live memory" from the last time you woke up to the moment you fell asleep again, is thoroughly checked and either sent to the "recycle bin" (ie forgotten) or if relevant, placed in the appropriate memory "folder" and "archived". During this process, the "desktop" (conscious mind) is temporarily turned into a chaotic mess. The dream is a capture of this mess. Which is, in my eyes, why so many dreams are a weird mix of recent events and really old memories.
Also, the current events come into play, if any : I'm pretty sure everybody already has been in a middle of a dream when the phone rang, the ringing instantly becoming a part of the dream itself. Basically any distinctive sound, scent, or touch, specially unfamiliar, is likely to become a part of the dream you're having when it happens. You won't have the same dreams when it's too hot and when it's damn cold, either (sleeping in a too hot room highly increases your chances to have a nightmare, actually).
Hmm, anyways, I'm also subject to "serial dreams" from time to time, ie one dream is the beginning of a story, and a later dream (not necessarily the next one) will be the next "episode". Apparently one "series" started a few days ago. I decided to share it with y'all (just this once). My writing talents come into play (can't be helped) for the way I tell it, but this is the true story of this current serial dream of mine. Two episodes so far :
 EPISODE 01 : [her HC name] comes to France !
This dream I had 4 or 5 days ago. I had others in between, but not at all related. Okay, so it all started this way :
For some reason, [her HC name] decided to visit Paris. And it was agreed that I would be her host during her stay (in my parents house, though I have my own floor with a separate entrance). She came. I warmly welcomed her (my parents and sis can be a pain in my butt, but they are usually discreet and friendly enough whenever I invite someone). She spent sometime (there was an ellipse at this point). We actually slept together in my bed (though it's not exactly extra large, and I'm not exactly small). Nothing "happened" though. We were like, friends, period. Not even particularly tender with each other. Though all was going just fine. She was clearly enjoying her holidays with me.
At one point (one more ellipse), we turned out to be in front of my comp, with my MSN opened. Chatting with TNTie (yeah, right her it him !) and not surprisingly, he wouldn't believe [her HC name] was actually spending her holidays in MY (well technically my parent's) house. We turned on the webcam. And he completely HALUCINATED (oh boy, u should have seen the state of 'im) ! To Be Continued...
EPISODE 02 : [her HC name] loves me ! Well... sorta. Hmpf !
Last afternoon... (I've been totally nocturnal lately, happens periodically with me...) Anyways, last afternoon, I've been dreaming this :
Some months later (in the dreamtime), [her REAL name] is still living at my (parent's) place. She decided to stay in France for about a year, for some reason. She managed to get a job / extra year of college in Paris. Things have evolved quite a bit since the last episode. We're now acting like a young couple : hopelessly, passionately in love ! We're like, very, very tender and close to each other. Perfectly happy. Or so it seems...
In fact, after a relatively quick "fast-forward" on our apparently ideal love story, cut to a scene where we're both in bed, tenderly hugghing each other... and... talking. Quite both in a sad mood, too. Then came the dialogues :
* [her REAL name] : I'm in love with you, LEGEND.
* [MY real name] : But Legend is just a virtual avatar of mine, [her REAL name] ! You should be in love with [MY REAL name], instead of "Legend" !
* [her REAL name] : But you ARE Legend, Legend ! For all its worth.
* [MY real name] : No, baby. Legend is a part of me. Legend is mine, not me ! You must realize, my love... It's...
I fall into tears. She comforts me for awhile, then she whispers in my ear :
* [her REAL name] : Shhh.... Easy, dear... My lovely, cute Legend !
* [MY real name] (still crying) : D... Did you ever read the Spiderman comic books ? You know, in the early 80's... Bah, whatever.
* [her REAL name] (lhao) : Hehehe ! You're so cute, Legend !
* [My real name] : Look, at some point Spidey was dating a chick called the Black Cat. Contrary to most of his previous gfs, she didn't know Peter Parker. And she didn't care. She was in love with SpiderMan. See ?
* [her REAL name] : So cute ! Just like you and m...
* [My real name] : Nope, baby. Not like us. You're not [her HC name] for me, anymore. It's [her REAL name] I'm in love with, no matter how hard it is for me to pronounce it properly.
We laughed our ***es off for awhile, then I gently caressed her cheek, with all the tenderness I have in me flying from my eyes to her loving stare...
* [MY real name] : Legend is the part of me that chats and posts online, honey. [my ARTIST name] is the creative part of me. But the real me, the "me" that cares for you so much... It's [MY real name].
* [her REAL name] : But...
* [MY real name] : It's not "Legend" who kisses you. Not "Legend" who holds you in his arms. NOT "Legend" who...
* [her REAL name] (on the verge of falling into tears) : Wait...
* [MY real name] (determined yet sad) : Not "Legend" who makes love to you !
She falls into tears. I walk out of bed, desperate. Fade to Black. Follows another "fast-forward" sequence on the next few months of our life after that night. We apparently resolved to continue our love affair until she meets her original deadline to fly back home after one year. All goes well and smooth till the very last day.
Next scene I'm giving her a lift to the airport (I actually have my driving license, and even a car in the dream, even though I'm still studying for it in real life... then again, it's supposed to be one year in the future). We're both pretty silent. She made up her mind. No turning back. Nothing to say. We both seem truly sad, though.
I'm only just beginning to realize how bad I'm going to miss her as the airport appears on the horizon. A sudden, violent anguish takes a hold of me. I can barely manage to park the car. For whatever strange reason, in my dream, you can actually escort someone into the very plane (like is the case for trains in real life). So I carry her luggage all the way in. Then I'm standing in front of her, already at her seat. Time to say goodbye. One last, magic kiss before she gets out of my life forevermore. And we both know it. Or so I think...
Right after the kiss, before I even have the time to notice she had them, she closes a pair of handcuffs on my wrist. The other side is already closed on the seat next to hers. I'm trapped ! Because, in my dream, nobody seems to care, believe it or not ! The lady just asks me to buy a ticket, which i do. I complain only a bit. I'm scared ****-less of leaving France, specially on a plane (which I have a big time phobia about). But I'm so happy to stay with her. And the plane takes off, and here we are, flying together to her far away country. Together as one, no matter what...
To Be Continued... (well at any rate, I'll keep you posted if more happens...)
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posted July 15, 2006 08:22 AM |
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You know *ahem*
If we were to suggest ideas outrageous enough that Legend would remember them, then it's possible we could direct the future of Legend's dreams.
Legend what do you think the possibility is that uniformed agents with radio earplugs in their ears would board the plane in mid air and then cut your handcuffs with bolt-cutters and then remove you from the plane because you were a terrorism suspect?
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Also, the current events come into play, if any : I'm pretty sure everybody already has been in a middle of a dream when the phone rang, the ringing instantly becoming a part of the dream itself
I remember one time I was sleeping by an open window. In the middle of the night I woke up screaming because I had had a dream about being ferociously attacked by a demon. I finally collected my wits and noticed a cat pacing around the room. It turns out that the cat had jumped from the open window onto my face while I was sleeping and my brain had incorporated that as being attacked by a demon.
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What if Elvin was female?
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I see my dreams black and white but I still know what colour everything is in my dreams(yellow is light grey but i still know it is yellow)
I don't associate with things that happen "outside" my dream(except when I hit the one who is waking me up. I have actually done that.) I just wake up if anything out of the ordinary happens.
I can't either do anything that is somehow connected to my senses in my dreams(cannot git a guy{I try sometimes though}, walk in snow{I just walk over the snow 'cause I dont feel dropping in it}, or speak with someone etc.,) these things just don't happen how hard I tried and if they do I do it in the real world and wake up. I can still know that it has happened or will happen.
Those are like the laws in my dreams(...Yeah right laws in dreams ).
Sounds strange doesn't it. but it is still true in my dreams(another nice line here).
I might tell you about my dreams when I am able to write more so you will hear some pretty strange stories.
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