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General dreams thread
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CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
If you were George Michael you'd get arrested for that (but also you'd have just crashed into a chemist's.)
whisky
Boobie inspector
Last night i dreamed I went back in time a hundred years, I went to a pub and they said a beer was 7 pence, I tried to buy one but naturally my money was modern so the barmaid wouldn't accept it.
Then me and a bunch of mates went outside and dug up an old record player that had gold leaves hidden inside it, which was the reason we had travelled back in time in the first place.
Although I ended up with a paper cut off the gold.
Then me and a bunch of mates went outside and dug up an old record player that had gold leaves hidden inside it, which was the reason we had travelled back in time in the first place.
Although I ended up with a paper cut off the gold.
CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
The must find the location of that pub in real life and dig up outside it...
CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
That and flying.
whisky
Boobie inspector
Had a couple of weird ones last night.
Dreamed I was watching/ in an episode of modern family, some lunatic with a gun was threatening Mitch/Me, so I grabbed the gun off him and shot him loads with it, but it turned out it was just full of blanks anyway, the police took him away, then Cam and Jay said how proud they were of me.
Later I dreamed I was being driven round Hawiee by Robert Downee Jnr in a big four by four while ash rained from the sky, and piled up all around us, then after he got me to my destination I just got straight onto a bus, where an attractive blonde said the seats were great for kissing, so I tested that out, and it turned out they were, but then the alarm went off.
Dreamed I was watching/ in an episode of modern family, some lunatic with a gun was threatening Mitch/Me, so I grabbed the gun off him and shot him loads with it, but it turned out it was just full of blanks anyway, the police took him away, then Cam and Jay said how proud they were of me.
Later I dreamed I was being driven round Hawiee by Robert Downee Jnr in a big four by four while ash rained from the sky, and piled up all around us, then after he got me to my destination I just got straight onto a bus, where an attractive blonde said the seats were great for kissing, so I tested that out, and it turned out they were, but then the alarm went off.
CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
I read that as you kissing RDJ at first...
CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
So if you are secretly gay, you're into bears. At least you know that.
CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
I had a dream with Menty in it. I can't really remember much about it (it wasn't a sex dream) but I think I asked him to post in the MF at some point.
All of this is true.
All of this is true.
whisky
Boobie inspector
I had a disturbing dream a few weeks ago that I am having trouble forgetting.
It was like I was watching a documentary on tv, it was about a prison somewhere, maybe france, maybe america, I dont know, but the guards where walking past the closed cells shooting all the prisoners with shotguns, then the commentary on the documentary said "but not everything went the guards way", and it cut to a guard coming out of a man hole cover in a different part of the prison, but there the prisoners were loose, one of the prisoners held the guard down half way through the man hole cover, while another one twisted his arm around and around until it tore, then he pulled it off completely as the guard scream in pain.
I woke up at that point, and it took me absolutely ages to get back to sleep, and when I did prisoners pulled his other arm off.
Thanks for that brain, all the real life stuff I have forgotten, you keep a fucked up dream in the unforgettable file.
It was like I was watching a documentary on tv, it was about a prison somewhere, maybe france, maybe america, I dont know, but the guards where walking past the closed cells shooting all the prisoners with shotguns, then the commentary on the documentary said "but not everything went the guards way", and it cut to a guard coming out of a man hole cover in a different part of the prison, but there the prisoners were loose, one of the prisoners held the guard down half way through the man hole cover, while another one twisted his arm around and around until it tore, then he pulled it off completely as the guard scream in pain.
I woke up at that point, and it took me absolutely ages to get back to sleep, and when I did prisoners pulled his other arm off.
Thanks for that brain, all the real life stuff I have forgotten, you keep a fucked up dream in the unforgettable file.
CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
I had a dream where Fungus the Bogeyman was banging on my patio door and he said I had to let him in because he was the son of God but everyone had forgotten him. I let him in but then showed him a bible with a picture of Jesus on the front (I own no such bible) and he looked sad and confused and said something like "who's he? I'm the son of God!"
Volpone
Zombie Hunter
I'm glad there's a thread here. Because I've had noteworthy dreams 2 days in a row and I don't want to start bogging down my FB feed with it.
The other night I dreamed I got a DUI. I'm in the little hick town I grew up in, visiting, but I've got my car, so I must have driven home. Been drinking at my brother's bar and even though I started to taper it off, I really shouldn't be driving. Which is odd, because I *feel* fine. I just can't make the car go where I want it to. Oh, and I have a bottle in the car that is supposed to be some kind of coffee drink that I've been drinking to sober up, but it is suspiciously in a beer bottle. I'm the only car moving on the street and after I back into the car behind me the cop pulls up. Real enough dream that I forced myself to wake up enough to confirm that I was in my own bedroom and therefore it couldn't have actually happened.
Then tonight was more of a proper dream-y dream. It made perfect sense at the time, but once I woke up I realized it was at least 3 different stories. I may not have it entirely in the right order. I'm trying to catch a flight. It looks like I'm going to make it, but then the PA announces that there's a car that matches my car's description with a suspicious arrow or spear gun spear protruding from the suspension and if the owner doesn't show up, the bomb squad will be dispatched. Then I'm at some kind of gathering or outdoor drive-in event and none of the people with me can see because of the people directly in front of us. I'm just about to ask the guy (who I want to say was Keanu Reeves for some reason) to stop blocking our view when I realize it is actually the great big tailgate of a Chevy pickup that he's standing behind that is blocking our view (and his for that matter). Then I'm on a train. The train has apparently been hijacked or something and it has to go to a terminus to drop off some money and pick up a guy in a kind of blue zentai suit. I've managed to craftily stay on the train after everyone else has been evacuated and I jump off and run away as he gets on, but he shoots me in the back. There's a voiceover that I'm dead and I feel a little cheated that I'm not an important enough character in my own dream to get a proper death scene, let alone make it to the end of the dream. Around that point I started waking up enough that I wasn't completely dreaming but didn't feel like I was really asleep either.
The other night I dreamed I got a DUI. I'm in the little hick town I grew up in, visiting, but I've got my car, so I must have driven home. Been drinking at my brother's bar and even though I started to taper it off, I really shouldn't be driving. Which is odd, because I *feel* fine. I just can't make the car go where I want it to. Oh, and I have a bottle in the car that is supposed to be some kind of coffee drink that I've been drinking to sober up, but it is suspiciously in a beer bottle. I'm the only car moving on the street and after I back into the car behind me the cop pulls up. Real enough dream that I forced myself to wake up enough to confirm that I was in my own bedroom and therefore it couldn't have actually happened.
Then tonight was more of a proper dream-y dream. It made perfect sense at the time, but once I woke up I realized it was at least 3 different stories. I may not have it entirely in the right order. I'm trying to catch a flight. It looks like I'm going to make it, but then the PA announces that there's a car that matches my car's description with a suspicious arrow or spear gun spear protruding from the suspension and if the owner doesn't show up, the bomb squad will be dispatched. Then I'm at some kind of gathering or outdoor drive-in event and none of the people with me can see because of the people directly in front of us. I'm just about to ask the guy (who I want to say was Keanu Reeves for some reason) to stop blocking our view when I realize it is actually the great big tailgate of a Chevy pickup that he's standing behind that is blocking our view (and his for that matter). Then I'm on a train. The train has apparently been hijacked or something and it has to go to a terminus to drop off some money and pick up a guy in a kind of blue zentai suit. I've managed to craftily stay on the train after everyone else has been evacuated and I jump off and run away as he gets on, but he shoots me in the back. There's a voiceover that I'm dead and I feel a little cheated that I'm not an important enough character in my own dream to get a proper death scene, let alone make it to the end of the dream. Around that point I started waking up enough that I wasn't completely dreaming but didn't feel like I was really asleep either.
Colonel Kira's Left Tit
Bearded Belly of Bajor
Last night I had a dream I was tripping on both LSD and mushrooms and was at a weekend-long music/camping fest and had to push a cop car out of a ditch because somehow it ended up there. And then my girlfriend cooked some wieners on a grill (not mine, thankfully) and some guy came by our tent shortly after midnight, trying to sell us a bunch of homemade necklaces and bracelets but we just got him stoned instead and he left all of his paraphernalia in our tent before excusing himself. We never saw him again.
As near as I can figure, this was 1995.
As near as I can figure, this was 1995.