View Full Version : Sweet dreams are made of these
kittyroze
10-04-02, 12:36AM
Okay all, I'm just curious. What are some of the strangest/coolest/most bizarre dreams you've had after being run down by Senor Sandman? :cool:
http://www.nochicktrix.com/fun/oth/vb/kitty/kitty_bear.jpg
kittyroze
10-04-02, 01:28AM
One of my few reoccurring dreams is this...
Driving down a gravel road with my dad in a blue Blazer. The terrain is about as flat and dull as North Dakota. We drive up to an old woman's house, get out of the car and my father starts negotiating selling the car to her. She's really creepy, with no eyes and yet she has glasses...and one of those old lady poodle perms. She and my dad come to an agreement, so they shake hands then he and I start walking away. She bends down to pick up a piece of gravel, chucks it at my father and it hits him in the back of the neck. He immediately starts turning to stone and then folds up into a cube. She throws a rock at me and I feel myself start to harden...then I wake up.
Interesting dream Kitty. I wonder what you would get if you psycho-analyze it!
Anyway, one of my recurring dreams is that I gain the possibility to 'float' when walking, a bit like when walking on the moon where you can take a step of 6 meters because of low gravity. It's always a superb experience especially at the times that I am realizing to be in a dream.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 01:47AM
I have that too on occassion...I love those dreams... But with me I can stay afloat as long as I continue to concentrate.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 01:51AM
Another dream I had awhile ago, that stuck with me was...
I was in middle school gym class. We were playing warball (which is typically like dodge ball, but with six balls), but instead of having the normal foam balls, we had medieval weapons. I had to run, jump, dodge and scamper my way through the chaos...barely being missed by arrows and swords... I finally made it through, then ran out the gym doors outside onto a dock. In the dock was a huge rubber duck, and I jumped on it and floated away.
Fear, death, destruction, and being chased are pretty common in my dreams...I have a few others I'd like to share, but I want to see what the rest of you have to say.
Originally posted by kittyroze
I have that too on occassion...I love those dreams... But with me I can stay afloat as long as I continue to concentrate.
Teach me that sometime please :)
kitty in disguise or in her dreams?
http://www.nochicktrix.com/fun/oth/vb/syslord/kitty.jpg
kittyroze
10-04-02, 01:57AM
Lol, I think that's something you have to do on your own. I can only handle it once I realize I'm dreaming. Which is fun...the few times I have been able to control my dreams have rocked.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 01:58AM
Great, thanks for the image...I need freaky looking stuff to look at before bed. Gets those creative juices flowing.
I have had the WORST dreams about this porcelin doll I own. ICK.
Something like that movie with the dummy that came alive? What's his name again? Charlie?
No I remember now: CHUCKY!
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:00AM
Ugh, don't remind me...ugh ugh ugh.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:01AM
The problem with my doll dreams is that I can never kill her...it gets really nasty and violent. Ugh...
Mm interesting question: if she frightens you so much in your subconscious: why don't you get rid of her in real life?
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:04AM
Cause she is a collector's item. I tried to sell her, but my mother went uber bitch on me and forbid it. The previous owner was murdered by the way. Not by the doll, but my aunt was a friend of his and got it after he was killed.
Then stash it away out of visible sight? Mmm, there's that uber word again. No offense meant but the way you use it gives me the creeps. Ubermensch etc....
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:07AM
Why does it give you the creeps?
I stashed her in the basement of my parent's house...but everytime there's a creepy noise in the middle of the night I freak. It's probably the only thing that really scares me.
You used 'uber' as referring to a person or category of person. That's what creepy. It reminds me too much of 'ubermensch' ('uber' person), the term the nazi's used to depict the superior Arian race. You probably think this is far fetched but you have no idea how strong that trigger for me is. It's eery to see this word starting to slip into trendy slang.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:14AM
I had no idea, sorry to creep you out. I actually don't think it's far fetched...but let me warn you, the word is very much being used the way I use it in American pop culture. I'll be a little more aware of it from now on, I think.
Thanks for your consideration kitty. Shows you how much I know about american popculture :)
Any other foreign words you love to throw with?
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:19AM
Und vie! Hola! Chicita! Pobrecito, lo siento! Tres bien! That's about it...I don't think those are too bad...are they?
ROTFLOL!!!
I guess 'und vie' should 'und wie' meaning like 'and how' You got me in stitches now! Seriously, are you college folks running around all day talking to each other:
Hola! How are you? Tres bien! Und wie did you get on last night? Tres bien!
I'd love to be a fly observing you all.
No, they are not bad. Just hilarious :D
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:26AM
Actually those last ones are just mine really. Except maybe chica. I'm really just nuts.
But how attractive that is ;)
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:32AM
Flattery will get you everywhere. Er, I mean nowhere. Och aye!
You can take it anyway you want :)
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:36AM
Je sais, or maybe yo se, or even ich weiß :winkkiss: (I realize the German may not be correct...I've only taken French and Spanish...and a wee little bit of Chinese)
The german is spot on. Including the 'ringel-S'. Which actually I don't even have on my US-style keyboard :)
Think Biff is gonna get really homesick reading all this german :D
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:38AM
I used this little thing called freetranslation.com. So, I guess I cheated ;)
Darn, not fair!
By the way, that Chinese bit is interesting, I have done some Japanese myself. If you want to be a real business and career chick and looking for good business opportunities then China is your market.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:42AM
Japanese is actually next on my list of languages to take. I'm a quarter Chinese (well 7/32) so I was kind of expected to learn a little. That, and they taught it to us in the second grade back in San Fran.
7/32? Quite precise you are. Where do all the other x/32 comes from?
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:47AM
Apparently on the Chinese side of the family we adopted a red-head woman waaaay back in the day.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 02:48AM
Rumor had it she also had green eyes. It's really cool, my aunt who is approximately half greek and half chinese looks very asian but has gray-blue eyes.
What a grand melting pot heh? No wonder your language is riddled with foreign words :D
It's great to know which way your cake is divided!
kittyroze
10-04-02, 03:00AM
Mmmm cake...I think I need to bake a cheesecake sometime soon. Sorry to get off topic ;)
You are excused: I love cheesecake! Make sure you add some Baileys to it :)
kittyroze
10-04-02, 03:05AM
If I could BUY Bailey's. I'm very irritated with the drinking age as well as other drinking laws in the US.
Ah, I forgot. What's the age limit? Are they very strict on it?
kittyroze
10-04-02, 03:16AM
21...they are strict on the age, but not on people who drive drunk. Really having any drinking age just encourages binge drinking as soon as they hit 21. And before that kids do it cause "it's cool". It would be so much healthier to just allow it to be incorporated into our day to day life so that it's not something to overindulge yourself with as soon as you hit a certain age. I'd love it if those who were, say, driving drunk, had their jobs at stake...or at least something a little more serious than...sorry...I'll stop. I helped organize a community drinking and driving forum recently...I was also the head of our college's safe ride home program.
I think alot depends on whether you have a 'good' drinking culture or not. I am not sure about the US or even Montana for that matter. In some countries (ie scandinavian countries) people don't know to keep a measure so they got to lock the booze away from them. But at the same time, people think that's hard to breed a good attitude if they are forced into corners and binge out whenever possible because of that. Tough call.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 03:33AM
Well, in Montana there's very little for the teenage population to do...other than ski and maybe hunt. So, on Friday nights they all go out binge drinking. I don't exactly think it's healthy. I just feel that if they were exposed to it earlier it wouldn't be such a big deal.
Mmm ski, we have to get expensive plane tickets if we want to ski. Lucky sods!
But on the booze subject: I think there's a balance that has to be struck. In our country there is a discussion going on whether alcohol pops (limonade drinks with a small amount of alcohol) should be freely sold or not. At the moment, you can get them virtually in any store or can dispenser.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 03:41AM
I think you should be able to purchase it...but if you do something stupid while drunk the punishment should be pretty harsh. But that's just me :)
Good point but does it still stand when 12,13yr old are buying these drinks? Debatable I would say. I believe you can trust kids to use their good judgment and common sense to a point but there is so much pressure from their peers and business to become a user. I think that's where the real problem lies.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 03:52AM
Well, kids tastebuds generally don't accept the taste of alcohol until later on anyway-I think it's definitely an acquired taste...but if they are not brave enough to stand up to peer pressure, then they are just cleaning up the gene pool. ;)
That's a very darwinian way of thinking! lol
kittyroze
10-04-02, 04:05AM
You say that as the darwin fish on my monitor gleams under the light from my lamp.
real one or desktop paper?
kittyroze
10-04-02, 04:14AM
I got it off of evolvefish.com. It's a real one.
We used to have a fish tank when I was little. Now I want one again in my office but still saving for a real nice one. Thanks for the link :)
kittyroze
10-04-02, 04:24AM
Oooh an office eh? Is it cushy? ;)
not cushy enough but when we move the new house then I will have a real cushy office, including satee, pinball machine, jukebox, billiard table and fish tank. Adjacent will be a gym and shower room.
Wanna come and see? ;)
kittyroze
10-04-02, 04:36AM
Ah, by office you mean home office. I have two offices here...neither is very nice. One is moldy the other is dusty. And apparently I'm not allowed to clean either. Your house sounds like its going to be a lot of fun. I can't wait to get out of college.
Moldy and Dusty, Your Counsellor Kitty Roze awaits you in her cozy premises.
Yep home office. Work office is sh*te, well not too bad though I am missing the coffee perculator, cookie cupboard, built-in sound system and expensive wall paintings :D
kittyroze
10-04-02, 04:50AM
Lol, oh my my my. Of course, if I end up doing theater like I want to, I'll be backstage in old dusty places forever. Maybe I should look into getting my allergies treated.
Wrong outset. As a world-class actress you will have 5 stars on your dress room door, white marble adorned fittings in the room, jacuzzi, sauna and 2 personal assistants and a masseur.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 05:00AM
Hmm...you know, maybe I should just go with the urge to quit pursuing this little piece of paper called a degree and just move out to New York. I've wanted to since the third grade.
Depends: how long to go before you have the degree? If not too long then get the degree first then go Shakespeare. And talk to people in the 'business' first.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 05:12AM
I have about two years left. I have talked to people in the business...I even have New York connections. I just figure I need the degree to keep me fed while I go after acting. Since I have hippie poor parents I can't fall back on if things go wrong, I have to make sure I have a plan b.
Then get the degree first. Contingencies count no matter what. You could be the next Uma Thurmann or the next sandwich bar waitress. So it's wise to cater for both :)
kittyroze
10-04-02, 05:26AM
I know. The thing is there are also so many other things that interest me...like neurology and computer animation. I've got the drive, I just need to be sure of the direction. And then again, it's hard to keep me interested in some of the classes.
That's a broad span alright. I think you will have to put on thinking cap when you leave college and decide what to pursue first. If it doesn't work out, try the next. As long you are physically, mentally and financially able for it. Go for it!
kittyroze
10-04-02, 05:37AM
Financially is the only one I worry about.
It's good that you realize that BEFORE you jump into anything. That gives you the chance to plan and do something about it. Unlike many others.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 05:48AM
Yeah, but it sucks watching others go out and do what they want to do. I totally admit there's a great allure to the whole instant gratification thing.
Let it suck, do it your way and make it pay off. The harvest will be soo much more sweeter :)
kittyroze
10-04-02, 06:11AM
I suppose. Although I've wondered what it would be like to just go for things when I wanted to. It would probably get pretty lonely.
Yep, if you want to be a 100% flat-out go-getter then there's usually not much room for anybody else unless they are happy to play second fiddle.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 06:23AM
On that note, the bf has claimed he wants to come with me to New York...he hates cities...I worry that he's going to be too self sacrificing.
Maybe he sees it as an opportunity too, jobwise? Eventually?
kittyroze
10-04-02, 06:43AM
No, he pretty much said he'd go for me. He claims I'm his main reason for being in Montana.
so he is not from Montana? If he's happy with it, truly, can you argue?
kittyroze
10-04-02, 06:45AM
He's originally from Montana. He would HATE living in New York. I'm not just assuming this either...he hates the east coast.
Then he's gotta be truly in love with ya kitty. Or else he's still wet behind the ears.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 06:49AM
Lol, true. I don't know. I just worry about people being so serious romantically before the age of twenty five. He's twenty two...and I don't know. Maybe I'm just afraid of an actual nice guy.
Guess the only way to find out which one is true is to try it out :)
kittyroze
10-04-02, 06:53AM
Yeup. Sigh.
I have a dream where I've set up camp in a place I've never been. I'm fishing when here splashing. All of the sudden I'm in a boat and there's a mermaid swimming around the boat. She's laughing and splashing me. Then she dives right next to the boat. I lean over to look for her and she grabs me. Except she now looks evil. I usually wake up when my face hits the water.
kittyroze
10-04-02, 06:33PM
My one celebrity dream was with that horrible teen from Home Improvement...Johnathon Taylor Thomas. We were wandering around a dusty old museum looking at art when the museum started flooding. We escaped out the windows and ran out on a long dirt road, edged with garbadge and dandilions.
Oh wait...and I once had a nightmare about having lunch with Britney Spears...that sucked. I was so irritated the whole time...she ruined a night's sleep.
thestarsfall
10-05-02, 10:07AM
hahahha....i dream almost every night and i usually remember them...i tell my friends them and they all look at me like im crazy (i guess theyre right tho)....my favourite dream is one where i was getting married...although whenever i looked at my fiance i couldnt see his face...hahaha my sister had a dream in which she solved a calculus problem and it was actually right. when her teacher asked how she got it she replied 'in a dream' and he laughed at her...
Just a quick toss-up: women seem to be more able to remember their dreams then men? Right or wrong?
thestarsfall
10-05-02, 11:28AM
i think that would be right...my male friends never remember their dreams unless they are extra freaky or twisted...i always ask them so i can figure out what their subconscious mind is thinking bwahahhahah
kittyroze
10-05-02, 04:46PM
I would agree...except for the freaky drug dealer ex boyfriend of mine. He apparently used to dream about swimming through blood. Very sick...and speaking of which he called the other day. I think I should just go into hiding for a few weeks...just in case.
Get a new phone number and keep it secret.
kittyroze
10-05-02, 05:04PM
Alas, I can't change my campus phone number. I intend on moving by next summer though.
Watch your back then *carefully*
kittyroze
10-06-02, 07:05AM
Not a problem. I don't think he's violent. Just really really creepy. SO not my style. It's what I get for dating outside of my "geek" type.
So, despite the alcohol, I had a great dream last night... about the cute nerdy guy from Weezer. But, that's all I'll say about that. I want to be a little bit modest here ;)
http://www.nochicktrix.com/fun/oth/vb/kitty/weezer.gif
Don't even know what Weezer is? :confused:
kittyroze
10-06-02, 01:01PM
Weezer is a band over here... http://www.weezer.com
Why do I think you were not dreaming about singing with him? ;)
kittyroze
10-06-02, 01:04PM
*shifty eyes* Why, whatever do you mean? *whistles*
If only the boyfriend knew :D
kittyroze
10-06-02, 01:16PM
Hee hee hee, he's not hearing about that dream. The boy is still a bit insecure about my feelings for him, so I don't think it's among the random Cat trivia he has to know about.
I don't think you should attach too much importance to dreams in general. They are important but not always because of its contents. It's nature's way to healthy flush our minds.
The boy? How old is he again?
kittyroze
10-06-02, 01:24PM
The boy is kinda my term of endearment for him. He's older than me by a wee little bit. 22.
Mother instincts cropping up ;)
thestarsfall
10-06-02, 01:31PM
i wish i had a boy.....
kittyroze
10-06-02, 01:37PM
Lol, nah you don't. They're smelly, moody and don't understand you. Why would you want a boy ;)
Moody? Oh my, women only perceive men as moody because you are fickle ;)
kittyroze
10-06-02, 01:48PM
No, believe you me, the guys I know are MOODY little bastards. Doesn't mean I don't love them...but damn...they get PMS worse than I ever have. Although, I never have. I don't do the hormonal mood swings thing.
You' re in the wrong corner of the world then where men are concerned :D
A boy means less trouble when they reach their teens..
*sigh*
If i get a daughter i'll probably have to scare alot of her boyfriends away..Thats hard work..
thestarsfall
10-06-02, 02:16PM
theyll prolly be scared of you anyways if their dating your daughter....all my past boyfriends were terrified of meeting my dad...i dunno why hes quite a jolly fellow
What's happening with that one guy, Twitch? Is he being a jerk again?
I've had a lot of wacky dreams. One as of recently involved two carloads of teenage girls, a fast-food restaurant, a busy highway and a horrible accident involving a large diesel truck and the two carloads of girls.
Also, I have dreams where I'll see a bit of scenery(for example=local high school) in my mind, and all of a sudden the image will start falling away and I get this high-pitched ringing noise in my head.
I've had premonitions at times, nothing big, just abstract premonitions involving people and places. No occurrences though. Weird.
what happened in the first dream? Did you wake up when the accident happend? That sounds eerie.
Bff Biff
10-06-02, 06:50PM
From a 'moody' PMS guy, to a 'moody' PMS girl, aaaa, forgot what I was going to say. Oh yeah, I'm a 'moody' PMS alzheimers kind of guy, and I'd be mad at you, if I could remember why.
Bad, Bad, Kitty.........
kittyroze
10-06-02, 06:59PM
There there Biff...just take your medicine and you'll be fine. If you can remember where it is ;)
My strangest dream involved a RuPaul lookalike and black nail polish. It was very very out there, but I don't really know if I should mention it. It's almost embarrassing really. I think I'll just retreat to my little Cat world, watch some tv, and maybe down a beer ;)
http://www.nochicktrix.com/fun/oth/vb/kitty/lounging_cat.jpg
kittyroze
10-06-02, 07:00PM
PS. Sorry the pic is so big...
Actually, I saw the wreck and the whole aftermath, it was kooky. I remember walking up to the mangled, flaming leftovers of the vehicles, and seeing blood everywhere, even smeared on the road.
Oh man. That's so bad. To watch something and be helpless to do anything but watch. It's amazing how vivid and colorful our dreams can be.
PSS: I fixed the pic, Kat. No prob. ;)
kittyroze
10-06-02, 10:43PM
I almost wonder if I'd be happier without the complex dreams. Like, are they a result of a frantic, stressful, overstimulating environment...or what?
Originally posted by kittyroze
I almost wonder if I'd be happier without the complex dreams. Like, are they a result of a frantic, stressful, overstimulating environment...or what?
You know, I've wondered the exact same thing before. It'd be interesting to study people's dreams and sleep patterns and compare them with their daily grind....like a really immersive Jungian experiment.
Originally posted by kittyroze
I almost wonder if I'd be happier without the complex dreams. Like, are they a result of a frantic, stressful, overstimulating environment...or what?
Nope, your brain would cook like a fry in no-time. Pressure valves is the word here babe.
kittyroze
10-07-02, 01:28PM
Who knows, it's probably been done. It's just too bad we don't have any similar data from earlier in the century...I'd like to see how our dreams have changed as a whole from 1900 to 2000...I have a feeling with the increased amount of stress over the years...well...potentially more brain activity during the night. ANYway...
What if all of these electronics are tweaking our brain waves? Seriously, we're practically the first generation to grow up in an environment majorly composed of things such as computers, radios, TVs....
Excellent point Jake. More importantly you can add mobile phones to that list. There is still no conclusive scientific evidence that mobile phones do *not* harm a brain in the long run.
Bff Biff
10-07-02, 03:49PM
They certainly hurt your behavior. Cell phones and driving don't mix either. It's outlawed here. Not only will they ticket you, but second offense they take it away.
Me... I talk to myself. Can't arrest you for that. Maybe the boys in the white coats will visit.
Shit, don't talk to anyone. It's safer.
kittyroze
10-14-02, 12:17AM
Speaking of weird dreams again ;) I had a very strange one last night. As usual I had my ability to fly and also as usual I was being chased by evil doers. I was somehow fed cyanide pills and I didn't know it. As soon as I realized it, I induced vomiting and threw up blood. Then I flew away, trying to find a place to hide. My boyfriend slept peacefully next to me, dreaming of who knows what...but apparently it was pleasant. That schmuck ;) At least my weekend as a whole was relaxing. I really needed it. :winkkiss:
I say you elbow him, myself. Why should you be the only one suffering...
kittyroze
10-14-02, 10:43AM
Diva, snoring woke him up enough times to make up for his pleasant dreams. Hee hee, yes I snore. Do any of you snore?
The boyfriend lives in a different city than I ... so these interludes are few and far between. He was scared enough about the content of my dream. Anyhoo...moving on!
Argh! I have been having some weird dreams lately. Now that I found this thread I can't think of the details.
Does anyone have some wild dreams that they can remember?
maryellen
09-07-03, 03:46PM
Freud would have fun with this -- or at least get me a ticket for outta town - -anywhere outta town -- I don't care.
This was one of those realistic dreams -- which are creepier than the horrific dreams -- I was teaching a training class for about 15 people, I knew all the people in the class, but they were all from different clients --which was odd -- but it was people who I had relationships with.
Class was going well, then all of a sudden, one of my students, my best friend (who has been deceased almost 2 years) turned on a purple transistor radio (why purple I don;t know cause I hate the color -- but it seemed really significant) and the stupid song my REM comes on - -Everybody Hurts -- and Tom starts singing - -only he's changed the words to the song - and the entire class starts singing with him -- the words were to the effect that the software my company makes -- sucked...
UGH -- and I had to get up and train the next morning -- twas fun -- I made sure there were no transistor radios in class. (and the odd part is -- as shy as I am, public speaking and training is not a problem for me at all - so I know I didnt have the dream cause Iwas nervous about the class)
I don't remember a lot of my dreams, but I guess lately I've been sleep walking. My mom told me of three times this week I've gotten up at like 3am, gone out, woke her up, and tried to carry on a conversation with her. She finally just tells me to go back to bed, and I do.
My brother did that when he was about 3yrs old. I found him in the hallway, peeing on the bikes. Never let him live that one down, either.
Boozer, are your eyes open when you do that?
MeLsWeEtiE
09-13-03, 11:08AM
My latest dream happened 2 nights ago. I was driving my car, with my boyfriend in the passenger seat, and we were driving through woods. I was driving down this trail that hadn't been taken care of. It was eroded, trees were hitting my car, and my brakes weren't working. I had the brake pedal all the way to the floor and we couldn't stop. I was headed downhill to a river when we realized this, and then I woke up as soon as I hit the water.
kittyroze
09-13-03, 12:20PM
Last night I had a dream I was in this beautiful African village and then got news that my dad had died. I woke up crying.
That's scary, Mel!
I had a weird one last night. Earlier in the night JakeD and I were talking about a couple of things that incorporated into my dream. One was a story about a cloned kitty (http://www.azcentral.com/offbeat/articles/0910catclone10-ON.html). Another was about Scary Movie and the scene with Carmen Electra running.
On to the dream:
For some reason I had decided to get another cat and JakeD suggested I get a cloned cat. I looked in the paper and called this woman who lived right down from where I lived... which was my works address, strangely enough. I picked out this adorable kitten (It looked like the one below sans gun) and took it home/work. Everyone kept asking me what it's name was and I was going to name her Penelope. But my friends' cat was already named that (in real life it isnt) so I settled for Phoebe.
My friend, who died a couple of yrs ago, asked me if she could have my old birdcage and so I had to clean it out for her. It was weird how this cage got bigger and bigger as I was cleaning it. The next thing I remember was looking out glass window into this beautiful yard of green grass and watching it rain. Then JakeD yells, "Look! There she is!" And I see this woman running. I see this chick running in the distance, and then I wake up.
Mmkay. So, this morning, I had an odd dream. It started off with Diva and I sitting in a pickup truck outside an apartment. She was working on something under the passenger side dash, and the neighbor (who I recall as a big-ass Asian guy) came to the window and asked if we could move so that they could get out. So, I backed the truck out of the driveway, and the guy ran two apartments down, pulled his car out of the driveway (two apartments down, mind you) and drove off. Whatever.
My dream was shattered by a call from GPX, which is inevitably another flaming rant for another time.
So, the second half of my dream consisted of me and my roommate who looked like Keanu Reeves from Johnny Mnemonic (which is odd, because I have no roommate, much less one who looks like Keanu Reeves). We were sitting in the living room of our apartment, when a friend of ours came in. He started talking to us and then told us to go back to the bedroom with him. All three of us sat around talking, and suddenly our friend told my roommate to close his eyes, and to trust him...that what was about to happen needed to be done...and then our friend slipped a black plastic bag over my roommate's head and tied it tight. I ran out of the room in a panic, friend in tow, as I listened to my roommate's muffled screams and the banging sound of him crashing into stuff as he tried to get the bag off of his head. Suddenly, there was complete silence.
I looked at the friend, who just shrugged and said "Like I was saying, it had to be done." I shrugged too, and dove out the window with a loud crash. I hit the concrete and came to my feet in a slight daze. I started running down the alleyway between these two blocks of apartment buildings. A group of girls turned the corner off of the street, and started walking towards me, and then they turned to the left and went to their own apartment. I kept running, and rounded the corner to the street only to almost crash into my roommate's sister (who resembled Neve Campbell in a red Adidas running suit...even in my dream, I was thinking 'She's hot.') who was carrying an armload of French bread (undoubtedly some twisted abstract incorporation of my job into my dreams). I told her to stay away from the fucking apartment, that her brother was dead, et cetera. She nodded, took off down the street towards a police station, and I kept running.
I found myself running inside this mall. It was dim, and the only light that I saw came from behind me suddenly. I turned around and there was a man coming through the door, and the sudden shaft of light was sunlight pouring in from outside. Then the door closed, and the man started coming up behind me. I turned long enough to get a glimpse of his face, which looked like it was melting. It was nasty. He was totally deformed. I kept running, but no matter how fast I ran, he kept gaining on me. Finally, I got into a crowd and started running faster. The guy started yelling 'HEY' and I kept running. I turned a corner and passed another man, who was looking at my pursuer. He rounded the corner and shook his hand and they started talking like old friends. Then I woke up.
Assassin13
09-25-03, 03:23AM
Whoa JakeD thats pretty damn weird.
My dream the other night was freaking messed up. It all started with a function that was being held in south Calgary to commemorate the opening of a new bridge that is actually being built right now in real life. After discussing with a lot of random people that I somehow knew I met up with my parents and started talking with them before telling them that it was time to go. Oh and this entire time there was someone with me, it was a friend but I couldn't tell you exactly who it was. After talking to my parents me and my 'Friend' went to our care and started it up. Right before we pulled away I dropped a long metallic devise out of the trunk that I remember very vividly and could draw for you. (Long, Cylindrical but segmented, shiney and chrome, almost futuristic looking). Anyways we set this thing on the ground and begin to drive. After a few minutes I look at my watch and push a button which sets of a nuclear explosion. Thats right, that object Iset down was a nuke. I freaking nuked South Calgary. When I got home I started feeling bad for killing my parents and friends and had nothing but remourse. My parents were alive though and at the house waiting for me. All they could talk about is how this bomb went off just after they left and 50 000 people were instantly dead and more were poisoned by Radiation. I knew this but played dead like nothing happened. Then I woke up, feeling plagued by remorse for something I really didn't do.
Tres Bizaar non?
kittyroze
09-25-03, 06:37AM
I had a very brief dream where my ex and I were cuddling. SIGH!
kittyroze
10-22-03, 09:33AM
EW! EW EW!! Bad dream. My ex, not the psycho one, but a pretty bad one, was chasing me around some posh event on a sunny day with green grass and bright colors and he tackled me and bit my lower lip...it was severed by managed to hang by a thread. Ew. Then some evil guy captured me and kept me locked in a basement where I was trying to harness the power of three by using plastic toys to find a mom dad baby dynamic. The evil guy kept checking on me, but before he could take away one of the trios I managed to secretly put together a cow mom dad and kid. ??? Then two of my buddies were taking care of my and my severed lip...and we were in that basement, but now it was by a pool and I was really really sick. I wish I understood dream interpretation.
warza bidul
10-22-03, 09:53AM
dreams are really cool, I love them, if I had a good memory and better discipline I'd write about my dreams every morning and in a yr's time base a film on them.
thestarsfall
10-22-03, 01:31PM
i tried that....well the writing them down anyways....i wrote the main themes/ words that came up in the dream and then after school i would go on the internet and look up the meanings....did it for a week then failed to see anymore the importance this had on my life (all my dream's meanings were like : 'you feel confident', or 'you feel in need of love'....which i could have deduced anyways)
warza bidul
10-23-03, 03:30AM
It's not about interpreting dreams so much as using it for a piece of theatre or film. I think you'd get some really strange things out of the practice.
thestarsfall
10-23-03, 10:48AM
yeah if you had a movie that was just random dreams it would be really trippy....i would defiantly watch it tho...
Originally posted by Diva
My brother did that when he was about 3yrs old. I found him in the hallway, peeing on the bikes. Never let him live that one down, either.
Boozer, are your eyes open when you do that?
Yeah, my eyes are open. The only reason people know I'm sleep-walking is that I'm acting strange. OK, stranger than I normally act. They just tell me to go back to bed, and I do. *shrugs*
Okay. So last night I had an odd dream.
Diva and I were in Texas, for some reason. I came home and lo and behold, there was another guy there. Ugly dude, too. Short, pudgy, bearded, looked like a total redneck. Worse of a redneck than myself, that is. So anyways, she tells me to "come back later". So I leave and get a call on my cell phone. It's her asking if I want to go fishing with them. So I oblige, and the guy's being totally quiet. We jump in her car, her and I in the front seat, the guy in the back. We start talking about things that we need for the fishing trip. She asks what lures are, I tell her, and he totally disagrees. "Naw, that's not it". She and I exchange glances and she keeps driving. She looks in the back and says "Babe, can you hand me that map?" and the fucking guy turns around and gets it. I was pretty pissed off at this point, and felt lost in a sense. I didn't say anything, and we kept on driving. She said, "Oh, I have to stop by the post office" and before I knew it, I looked over and the guy was in the front seat, shirtless, and she was running her fingers through his hair. I was totally lost by this time. We got to the post office, got out, the guy gave me a snotty grin and we walked up to what was supposed to be the post office. It was fenced off by a gothic-looking wrought iron fence, and there were all kinds of animals in there. Reptiles, amphibians, mammals...a lady walked into the door and screamed as a lizard ran underneath her feet. I watched all of these creatures cavorting around, and looked back to see the guy feeding a deer...and then I woke up.
I'm still trying to figure out if her and that dickhead were married or what.
Assassin13
11-06-03, 10:01PM
okay folks, here's the latest and its a gooder....
Well the beginning of it is rather fuzzy as all I can remember is a mall and an elevator and that’s about it with some people chasing us. The next thing I know we are on a transport space shuttle docking with a large space ship. After getting onto the ship something is wrong and there is a bomb on the ship that is about to go off. We run for our lives going through airlock after airlock leaving people behind who die. Finally the bomb goes off and we are running from an enormous wall of fire. We make it to the bridge of the ship and slap the doors behind us locking them... suddenly behind the doors it’s not a wall of fire but a wall of molten metal and lava that begins melting the door. After frantically proving to the captain of what is happening he begins to take action but the wall melts. There are hundreds of people on the bridge and slowly the lava starts hitting them. One by one in the goriest detail I have ever seen people start dying. It was so vivid that I remember the screams. I remember the struggle of people melting and dying, grabbing onto anything in vain of stopping what is happening. I did not see any faces melting off but skin off arms and bodies all melting in an orange ooze.
All this time my friend and I are struggling to get out of the way climbing away from what is happening. We make it to the back of the ship just in time to notice the lava has changed again. So many people have been killed and it has mixed with water and blood and turned into a kind of acidic lake on this ship. Near the back of the ship me and my buddy are struggling to stay away from it when we finally find a drainage system and begin purging the ship of everything. After of few hours we finally emerge to find other people alive. They are laying all over the place just talking but something is different they are not the same. Slowly and for whatever reason I notice that they are all vampire like and something about the water/lava/acid has changed them all. It was very gothic, very dark, very metallic and I remember it all so vividly like I was there. After a few more minutes I find my 'ex' sitting there with a group of females. They are all just laying around being very 'catlike' while I am trying to question her on what happened. After a couple minutes of getting no where she says something to one of the other women and she gets up and leads my friend away who does nothing to stop it. After that I lose my temper and start freaking out.... I am screaming and yelling at her trying to figure out what happened and what she is doing to everyone. (Somewhere in talking to her I figured out that she is the head 'vampire' and she is controlling everyone else). I start screaming and yelling at her at the top of my lungs and shaking her trying to get something out of her. This whole time she is being very coy acting like nothing is wrong and there is nothing I can do about it....
Then I wake up
I wake up with such a rage that thinking about it right now I am shaking. The really freaky part is all the details. Like I said, it was so vivid, the colors and the orange hue of the ship, the screams the watching people melt, the smell of rusting metal near the end of it, the way she was acting... it was all so real that this could have actually happened.
So what do you think?
I think you have som eissues with your ex you need to resolve. And I also think you need to stop watching the movie Heavy Metal before bedtime. ;)
That rocks. Have you been dropping acid lately?
Seriously, I love dreams with depth...like sense perception, etc. That's why the human mind is such a mystery.
I keep having this dream. To be honest, it's scaring the fucking piss out of me.
It starts out where a friend of mine talks about having a party. We're all looking forward to it. The day before it happens, he says that plans have changed and he's going to have it at his rich uncle's mansion. So, a huge group of us drives out to this gigantic mansion that's on an island. We get there, start partying, more people show up. We're all standing around on a balcony that overlooks the first floor/entry. There's a massive staircase that leads down to the first floor. The mansion's decorations are very intricate and old. More people keep arriving, and we greet them as they walk up the big-ass staircase to the entrance. Then this chick starts talking about how the only other person who lives on the island is this weird-ass old woman who lives alone, and how she wasn't very fond of newcomers. Everyone blew it off, and she said, "Fine, you can find out for yourselves. I'm leaving."
Suddenly a neon-green glow started flowing in through the windows. Everyone ran to the windows to look and see what it was...there was a dilapidated old Model T that came rolling up the driveway. It looked pitch-black compared to all of the neon glow. It kept coming, and started CLIMBING the stairs. So half of us took off, while the rest of them stood around and watched. We got to the balcony and turned to see the front door burst open. The car came rolling in and slid sideways to a halt. People approached it. The side door popped, flew open, and out came this ungodly-looking black apparition that fluttered about overhead for a few seconds, and then came down and engulfed a group of kids with a gory crunch. The old woman jumped out of the car and started killing people...eating their faces and the like. I noticed her feet. They were clawed and green, like a lizard's foot. She had on these purple stockings, and a long black coat. I never saw her face. Then again, me and three others were too busy running.
We burst into a room and all hid...I found a spot under a desk where the opening was curtained, but the rest was enclosed. I slid back to the back, and found a panel. I smacked open the panel and crawled inside...it was all open, and I could see under the curtain. There were pillows in the compartment, some of which I tossed out so that I could fit in there...and then I heard the door being kicked open. I heard crunching sounds, the ripping of flesh, screams...and then I saw her feet from under the curtain. One long green toe tapped in thought. I waited for what seemed like forever and finally she left. I ran out of the room.
I hauled ass through the mansion, it seemed like a maze and I was pursued by a smothering fear and of course, the witch. I came to the library, where the kid's uncle was. He flagged me into another secret panel, which he opened with a remote that he carried. We went down a long hallway and came to this room. He hands me a pair of huge, ancient .357 Magnum revolvers and an old book, and tells me that since I'm one of the very few that survived, that I have to do this. He shows me the page from which I have to read the spell. I tear it out, grin, slam the book shut, and hand it to him. "I can handle it." I load the big-ass revolvers, take the page in hand, and go storming out like a bad-ass. As soon as I exited the panel, there she was. I yelled "Hey, BITCH! You fucking forgot ME!" and she stormed towards me, screaming in a rage. I fired off six shots from each revolver, four hitting her in the knees, four hitting her in the shoulders, and four in the chest. This slowed her down long enough for me to throw six more shells into each chamber and click them shut. I fired off six more shots, all in the forehead of the witch, and six others into her chest. She stopped and slumped to the floor. I took the page in hand, lifted it up to the light, and half of the passage was torn off. Must have still been in the book. Fuck. Then her feet started clawing the floor, and she leapt up with a scream. That's all I remember.
The second time that I had the dream (last night), everything happened up until the point with her toe clicking on the floor, and then she whispered something, and I saw a kid getting on his knees. I heard a *Click* and thought "something's not right about this." Then the fucking kid opens the curtains, looks straight at me and says, "I found another." He was a geeky looking goth-kid with emo glasses. I wanted to kick the fuck out of him right then and there, but I was also scared shitless. I wondered how much he had to do with this, then I saw the source of the loud click. The little son of a bitch had a shotgun in his hand. The woman whispered something back, he nodded, and pointed the shotgun straight at me with one hand. He steadied his aim, and just as he was about to pull the trigger, I snatched one of the pillows that I threw out and threw it at his hand, full force. It knocked the shotgun off-balance, where it went off with a deafening roar. I heard the witch and the kid both scream, watched half of his face disintegrate, littered with buckshot, and I saw the witch's feet thrashing and hopping about as she howled.
I ran like hell, ran outside and down this trail, and jumped...somehow I managed to be walking on one of the backroads back home. I walked up our driveway, went into the house, laid down, and went to sleep. I woke up later, and I was somewhere strange. There were cheap apartments all around, and I had the feeling that I was supposed to be hiding. I walked for a bit, rounded a corner and there were two ladies standing there. One of them looked like a kindly woman in her forties, while I couldn't see the other's face. She was wearing a black coat....purple stockings....and had those FUCKING FEET. It was the witch. I ran as fast as I could, found one of the apartments, and started banging on the door. Stupid move.
The witch heard it, and came running. I could hear her grunting with every bound as she came closer, closer...and then I woke up.
..... No more pizza before bed. EVER.
I had the weirdest dream last night. Barbara Walters was interviewing Jeff Goldblum. She was drilling him on dating an older woman, Anne Bancroft. Then she goes in to drill Bancroft. While they're talking Sarah Jessica Parker bounces in and flops into a chair. Apparently that's Bancroft's daughter. They go to her to look at the shape of her face and she fusses. Apparently Parker is mentally challenged. Yeah, I know...
The scene changes and it's the old west. Bancroft is pointing to the black handyman outside and talking to her husband about how Parker's taken a liking to him and that just wont do. They get their guns and go into a very small pup tent. They're crouching and walking under it 'calling him out'. Neighbors join in. Picture a bunch of moving tents with people moving them around.
Somehow Parker gets the handyman, who turns out to be Cuba Gooding, and they jump on a wagon and go. He takes her to his family, and introduces them. One guy bows when he sees her like she's royalty and the rest laugh at him. Then I wake up.
http://nochicktrix.com/forum/images/icons/icon4.gif
Bassmama
05-14-04, 09:30AM
WOW!
Either you people are taking good drugs, or you aught to!:wow:
I just bought this chinky gas scooter and the exhaust port doesn't match up with the pipe. Should I dream about it being faster?
Bassmama
05-15-04, 04:35AM
Sure- then you could dream about the ambulance coming & being treated for carbon monoxide poisoning. Be CAREFUL!
One dream I've had on & off throughout my life is about walking down a dirt road on a sunny day. The road has fields on either side & patches of trees, and after walking through one patch of trees, there's water on each side of the road. I get a few feet out where the water surrounds the road and hear a noise behind me. When I turn around, there's a huge black VERY nasty dog behind me that snarls at me if I stop or try to turn around. The road gets narrower as I walk along it until it gets to be just a path, and the water is extremely deep on both sides. I can finally see a small shack at the end of the path that I KNOW is dangerous & deadly, but the dog keeps driving me on. I can swim, but know if I jump into the water, there are trained sharks there to kill me. I get close to the shack, then wake up terrified. Damn dog- next time I'm gonna take a raw steak to feed him & make friends, so I can get away before getting to the water! :wow:
thestarsfall
05-15-04, 09:01AM
Ive been having dreams with natural disaster in them lately....one was about floating rocks and then i thought there was this big one but it turned out to be a huge meteorite and it crashed down and burnt my whole neighbourhood except for my house.....and then there was the other one where a tornado/hurricane (i forget which one exactly) was coming and we were trying to find a place to hide and all my friends were going to this trailer house and i wanted to go into this small concrete bunker cuz i was like "guys, its a trailer park and a tornado....those things dont go together well"....and then they finally talked me into going with them and it turned out it was this huge trailer house with a basement but it was open still to the outside so i asked where the center (safest) room was and the guy who owned it (who was rather cute) said they didnt have one but that we should go against the far wall because that was the safest part.....
vBulletin® v3.7.4, Copyright ©2000-2012, Jelsoft Enterprises Ltd.