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Post by siamesesin on Jun 22, 2010 11:29:37 GMT -5
I had a flying dream last night. But it was no ordinary flying dream.
I was in the bizarre pile of a house (happens a lot), like haunted-house-meets-Hogwarts, with a bunch of random friends. My "flying" was basically like jumping until I stayed up in the air and could glide around. For some reason I was going from room to room along the ceilings, and the rooms were like the top of a giant aquarium. I kept thinking the water spray felt good but the shark bites would not, and would point out various species of shark while concentrating on staying in the air.
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Post by Bix Dugan on Jun 23, 2010 20:12:38 GMT -5
I was sleeping while a MST episode was playing on my TV (as I am often wont to do) so during the dream, I said to someone (?)
"Oh, you like Mystery Science Theater too?"
and then I woke up, to see that Space Travelers was playing on the TV.
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Post by solgroupie on Jun 30, 2010 12:26:11 GMT -5
i dreamed that i was buying some clothes, and as i was waiting for them at the cash register, i realized how broke i was and i would probably have to immediately return them. however, i got so much change back (all coins) i couldn't fit it all in my purse and was wondering how i would get this enormous pile of coins to my car.
then i dreamed i was with a favorite aunt of mine that died back in '85. i was thrilled to be with her again and she even lifted me up like she used to do when i was very young. she would lay on her back with her legs in the air and put me on her feet while holding my hands. i used to love it and i did that with my nephews when they were little. but in my dream when she did this, i was an adult! but it felt like it did when i was a little kid. weird, but awesome to play "airplane" again.
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Post by callipygias on Jul 1, 2010 8:38:51 GMT -5
I woke up with "Look for quality, freshness, and flavor, they're the magic words for pork," in my head, and in the shower I remembered I dreamed that me and some other guy were stranded or trapped somewhere and were starving so we had to feed ourselves to each other. I kept making 'pulled pork' out of me (I have no idea what pulled pork is), but he kept tricking me into eating my own delicious meat. If I was more awake I'd probably find a better way to word that. The Three Magic Words song played endlessly.
It wasn't a nightmare, either, I was just annoyed that I kept falling for it and that he hadn't had to cut into himself at all.
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Post by callipygias on Jul 2, 2010 7:06:03 GMT -5
I just woke up from the most disgustingly vile nightmare I hope I ever have. I don't want to type anything about it because I'm hoping I'll forget. Maybe I can nap later because there's no way I'm going back to bed.
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Post by spackle on Jul 2, 2010 7:14:08 GMT -5
It must have been all that talk about Phantom's asses. That's enough to give anyone a nightmare.
I had some really weird, vivid dreams last night, the kind that go on and on, like a saga. Mine all took place in these neighborhoods in Atlanta where I used to live, and I went with a group of people from this person's house to that person's house, and I kept leaving my motorcycle on the wrong block, and having to walk to it, when everyone else drove off in their car. But it was fun to visit those old neighborhoods again. One hilly one used to be a pecan plantation, a very pretty neighborhood, very green.
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Post by solgroupie on Jul 4, 2010 1:05:59 GMT -5
i dreamed about my mom last night. she died when i was 18 or 19. honestly, it seems so long ago and i've spaced on a lot of what went on back then, so i am not sure.
anyway, for years i would dream about her, but only when i was extremely stressed out. it was always the same thing - it would turn out that she never died. she just...left - went somewhere else to live without me, my dad or my sister. i would find out - it was always such a shock, like if it was to really happen in real life. oh my GOD! you're ALIVE!? you've BEEN alive all this time?? and the awful part about it was that everyone else knew. all my family and our friends. they and my mom would always be very casual about it, like...well, yeah. we thought you knew. i now know why it was always that scenerio, but this is going to be long enough without explaining that. the even worst part about it was - she didn't regret it at all - she was having a blast living apart from us. and she didn't even intend to stay! she was only stopping by on her way back to wherever she went to. so not only did i have the shock that she never died and was happier living without me, but i had to face losing her all over again. it was an awful, awful dream that i had many times over the years.
but last night i dreamed that i just kind of wandered into some random house and started hanging out with some people (i don't really do that - at least not anymore). i kept seeing this woman that looked almost exactly like my mother, but i could never get a good enough look at her to know for sure who she was. was it just someone who looked like my mom? or was it her and i was about to find out again that she had never died, after all? i kept asking the people in the house, but they were always so vague about it, never giving me a straight answer. another thing about it - i kept noticing the woman's clothes. i knew even if this wasn't my mother, she was definitely wearing her clothes - i recognized all sorts of outfits. i finally went up to her and touched a jacket she was wearing, saying, this belonged to my mother. but i woke up before she could say anything. weeeird.
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Post by Crowfan on Jul 4, 2010 12:11:57 GMT -5
I've been dreaming about Brett, probably because I had to board him for 4th of July fireworks.
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Post by siamesesin on Jul 6, 2010 13:47:54 GMT -5
Last night I dreamt I was on a typical dinner date. It was very casual, chatting about books and movies. Very low-key. The weird part? My date was Henry Rollins.
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Post by Mighty Jack on Jul 20, 2010 2:50:59 GMT -5
Last night I dreamt of Ellen Page (instead of Manderlay) Though I like her as an actress I’ve never been particularly attracted to her. So I’ve chalked it up to the fact that I saw Inception last night. The thing I like about my dreams is that I am always in my 20s, svelte and handsome. Which is a good thing because I might have thrown up in my mouth and then died in my sleep had it been tubby, balding 50 year old me macking on Ellen Page. In the dream Ellen lived in a trashy house in the country, and didn’t seem to know she was famous and could live anywhere. Why I didn’t enlighten is beyond me, but my dream-self found it a curiosity. So Ellen decides she wants to make out and at first I wasn’t so sure because she was married to Josh Brolin. Buuut, she quickly convinced me. Later her friends stop by and suspect shenanigans and scold Ellen by telling her that she’s married to Josh Brolin for God sake! Josh shows up. And he’s really stupid. Like he’s still doing George Bush in “W”. He also seems to have no concept of his fame and has some silly get rich scheme planed out. So we all hop in Ellen’s car and drop Josh off at the place where he is going to put his plan into motion. After that we drive off, just her and I, to drop me off home. Feeling comfortable on our country drive I tell her that I think she’s very righteous, keen and uber cool and that we should be an item. She reminds me she’s married to Josh Brolin (very dusty and stupid Josh Brolin, mind you). And in response I launch into a speech of such power - such romantic beauty and Cary Grant like humor that she agrees, and we pull into a motel that popped in out of nowhere, in the middle of nowhere. I wish I could remember the speech because it was a thing of profound beauty. I’ve never been more wonderful than I was right then. Anyway we are in the room, when suddenly a giant bumblebee attacks us! I wake with a start, and in the real world I can hear what sounds like a remote controlled airplane. Damn you giant bumblebee! Damn you all to bumblebee hell.
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Post by solgroupie on Jul 23, 2010 11:44:48 GMT -5
i dreamed i was jogging and i cut through a cemetery. as i was running through it, i was silently apologizing to all the graves i was running over. i passed one grave that had a wedding cake on it, surrounded by a ton of flowers. i remember seeing the little groom and bride on top of the cake. after i passed it, i heard a dog barking. then i saw it running toward me, like it was going to attack me. i stopped and was doing that - whoa, nice doggy - thing that we all know means nothing to dogs. i had what i think was a stick - but it actually seemed more like a baton, which would have been really cool. the dog would alternate from barking ferociously at me, to wagging its tail and seeming friendly. i woke up before it could make up its mind.
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Post by solgroupie on Jul 24, 2010 15:28:38 GMT -5
i took an extended nap today and dreamed i was living in a totally different house (much cooler than my present house - huge, with hardwood floors). i was on the phone with kitten when i saw the back door in my kitchen (different house, same back door) was cracked open. it's an old door you have to really slam to shut, and if it isn't all the way closed, it will pop back open. i could see my cat, smudgey, nosing around at it and she slipped through. i saw the screen door was open too, because the wind was really blowing hard outside. i grabbed her and pulled her back in. but she did it again, so i told calli i'd call him back and went after her. this time she jumped off the back deck into the night, so i had to run out in the dark in my jammies, in a really strong wind to look for her. i finally found her and pulled her back inside. it feels like more happened, but it has already melted away.
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Post by solgroupie on Aug 3, 2010 11:10:23 GMT -5
last night i dreamed that i went into an office, wanting to inquire about volunteering - for something. i don't know what the charity was, but i wanted to volunteer for it. there was only one guy there - he was in charge of whatever it was that was going on, in a back room. he was busy writing something, so i told him who i was and that i wanted to help out. he kind of laughed and said he really didn't have anything for me to do yet, so i said i'd leave my name and number for him to call me if he could ever use my help. i went into another room and began to write my name and number down when he came in. he said something i didn't catch, so i looked up and he was right next to me. he grabbed my arm and i realized what was about to happen. i tried to pull away and i told him to stop, but he only gripped my arm tighter, so i screamed. or, i tried to scream. it turned out to be one of those awful dreams where i try so hard to scream, but i can't. and what was worse, i remember thinking - oh man - i knew this happened in my dreams, i didn't know it would happen in real life. the relief i felt when i woke up was acute.
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Post by solgroupie on Aug 14, 2010 11:37:39 GMT -5
i dreamed something about racecars last night, but i can't remember how it all went now. vrroom-vrrroom!
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Post by solgroupie on Aug 18, 2010 11:38:49 GMT -5
last night i dreamed i was walking up a steep, muddy hill. my dad was walking ahead of me. i saw what i at first thought was a dog, but realized it was a wolf. then i saw another one, and another. they were watching me and i knew they were going to attack me and if i tried to run i would just be screwed because of the mud that would make me slip and fall. i said something to get my dad's attention, but then i didn't want him to see them because i knew he would try to protect me from them and i didn't want him to get hurt or killed in the process. he turned and i said, "nothing," but then i woke up before anything else could happen.
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