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[kspr]

i was playing "laid to rest" by lamb of god on a broken guitar hero controller that had only one string. i was standing on my bed, playing to a crowd of midgets who had come to kidnap me.

[legacyme3]

I had a dream I was in an old hometown.

 

Then, as I walked up the road to my old house, I saw it on fire. My family was running out of it, and got out fine. I couldn't tell if "I" was in the house, or just not there, or if I was myself, I never got a clear look at myself. But my family didn't really react to me, or say anything about me, so I'm just assuming in this dream I wasn't meant to be there or something. 

 

Once the fire was done, I walked over to the ruins of my old house and found a few surviving photographs. All of them are ones I remember being in, in real life. Except now, I wasn't in the pictures. I was replaced by nothing, there was empty space in the place where I once stood in a photograph. This obviously shocked me, and made me wonder exactly what was going on.

 

i fast forward somewhere between 10-20 years, and my brother and sister are both wealthy and successful, and I see my mother being given things she finally deserved for all the years of putting up with us (in real life).

 

Eventually, the dream just sort of ended. I never did find out what exactly happened, and where I was. Maybe I just didn't exist in that universe, and it was a look at what would have happened if I was never born. At least, that's my best guess.

[Puffin]

I dreamt that I discovered that my old dog was killed by my family because he had become too inconvenient. In reality my dog was euthanized around three years ago after a disc in his spine had slipped and paralyzed his lower body. In my dream, that turned out to be a lie my family had told me (and only me) to keep me from freaking out on them, but I discovered how my dog actually died, which was that they inhumanely killed him just because they were tired of this old dog lumbering about (I don't remember the specifics of how he was supposed to 'actually' die anymore, I just know it was definitely supposed to be horrible). Of course, I kinda freaked out about this and demanded to know how they could do this and how they could ever think they could get away with it without me finding out. Rather than seeming guilty or angry that I'd discovered this, they were just totally indifferent and acted as if me finding out was just some minor annoyance they wanted to be spared of. They seriously didn't try to do anything, not explain themselves or try to make up a counter story, or even try to stop me from telling any authorities about it (though I don't remember if that even came into mind during the dream).

 

I woke up somewhere around at this point, so the dream didn't really have a conclusive end... But I think the worst part about it was that I've actually had this kind of betrayal with my family before, where they all lied to me about something big and then didn't care that I was upset when I found out. And really, I hope that kind of thing never happens again, but according to my subconscious, I haven't fully gotten over it, nor do I fully trust them not to do it again.

[Kamau]

): I'm sorry, Puffin. That would be an awful dream to have.

 

 

I spent my entire dream last night looking for books, first in a used bookstore that was someone's house (at one point in the dark with a flashlight), and then at the library where I endlessly searched the same shelves for a specific book that I never found.

 

The dream ended with me walking into a darker area and haggling with someone for a huge bag of those candies that look like orange packing peanuts.

[Phalanxman]

Two nights ago, I played a game of Civ V in my dream but I was actually in the game as Genghis Khan I think. It was intense. The game was set on Sid. I also dreamt a Civ V game the night before but it was only set on warlord and I was Alexander.

 

Last night, however, I was the old man in the opening scene and I was thinking back on my life (which had been sort of a George Washington meets Sir Isaac Newton sort of thing without the glory). Thinking back upon it gave me a strange feeling. I don't know quite how to describe it. It was similar to nostalgia. Mixed with pleasure and pain. It was like this perfect neutral. Like the good and bad feelings were equal and that was somehow slightly better than nothing.

[kspr]

even before i fell asleep, i was in a room with an automatic grocery store door that went outside, and a trapdoor in the corner. some guy told me the room in the basement was better, so i climbed down and it was a nightclub. outside the club, golden light poured through a distant window.

the room was very long and square. it was like a big aisle. outside, i was actually outside and not underground. the sun was setting, so i got into a green honda civic hatchback, and left. i drove past some other places ive been in dreams, and turned into my old neighborhood. the car behind me caught on fire, and the person who ran out was the guy from the trapdoor. he looked at me and said "i guess now you know" then i drove him down the street, went home, and woke up.

[Kamau]

I know I was drawing with Puffin for a while in my dream last night (alas, even in my dreams my drawing pales in comparison haha). Then she 'casually' mentioned how she was thinking about sleep and I looked at the clock and it was 3 a.m. so I was like "oh god when did that happen I'm leaving right now".

 

So I left and somehow brought home a little mini handheld wolf and I named him something that rhymed with "ping" but I forgot his name in-dream even while going through the entire alphabet of things that rhymed with ping and still couldn't remember it. And meanwhile he and our already-owned fox were just running around growling at each other so we kept trying to separate them.

 

And meanwhile my grandma's just like "when are we going to eat? I'm here to eat warm food, not cold!"

[Phalanxman]

I had a dream last night that I was on the run from the Illuminati. I just kept running from place to place but I could never hide for long. Eventually I decided that I had nothing left to lose and decided to go after them directly. I killed Ben Bernanke then the Warren Buffet's private security killed me.

[Stars]

I was either a serial killer or a serial arsonist. It was a little unclear. My disguise consisted of hospital scrubs and a surgical mask.

 

Sometimes I worry myself.

[Kamau]

My dream last night included
-riding an elevator with no sides and trying to keep my balance, terrified I was going to fall
-going shopping with like ten children because all the adults were gone and we needed groceries
-watching said children get into an argument that was about to get us kicked out of the store until the manager saw how much we were buying (lots of donuts)
-said argument was over whether to get $12 packages of nutter butters or transformers starburst
-a mom of one of the kids showing up just in time to pay for it all
-getting hit on by a slick seven year old named something like Pepitowhile I made snacks (yum puppy chow)

-McGeeand Abby both switching bodies with two of the kids (McGee ended up in the body of a little girl and kept trying to impress little-kid Abby) but no one knew Abby had also body swapped so everyone kept trying to contact her to figure out how to get McGee back to normal while he worked on solving a case

[Phalanxman]

I was an NFL tight-end. I was on a yacht with the team, strippers, the coach, and Joey Stromberg (someone I knew from highschool). The coach and Joey were having rather unsavory activities if you know what I mean. I wasn't having fun. All I could think about was my ex. I woke up very disturbed about my coach and Joey.

[Monkeydog]

So disturbed that you killed a guy and then was charged for murder and let go by the Patriots?

[Phalanxman]

I'm missing that reference.

[Monkeydog]

http://www.nfl.com/n...l-appeal-denied

 

I don't know. It's weird that you were specifically a Tight End while this is happening. 

[Phalanxman]

Oh. I was a tight end because I have the body structure for it. If I was the weight I am now in highschool, I probably would have been a tight end instead of a noseguard.

[Phalanxman]

I've just woken up from the best dream ever! I was having Boston Iced Teas with Ron Paul on his patio! We talked politics, economics, christianity, philosophy, literature, etc. It was amazing!!!!!!!!!!

[Xteven Xavier]

I finally finished  reading The Da vinci code last night and I had a dream I  was Robert Langdon

[kspr]

so much weird shit happening. people were talking, but i couldn't hear anything. i think i might have been deaf in that dream. 

[Bescelli95]

Had this dream where people from my school and I were being forced to be on the ground by some man.... He forced us to fix cars or die by means of injection. I was on the floor and saw a girl I knew since 7th grade. I started crawling towards her when the dude wasn't looking and when I came to her, she was replacing the oil filter and removing the air compressor. I looked at her and said hi, she was looking at me and smiled and replied yeah. I don't know what I was going to say but it seems like I was going to tell her my feelings but I was interrupted by the man. He told me to come to him and then the dream became weird. He told me random questions and if I don't answer them or get them wrong, I die. In was good until the last one where he turned to a duck. I looked at Shelby and she just smiled at me, then I woke up. I realized she was moving today with her friend to Norman Oklahoma.

[Kamau]

My dream last night (outline form):

 

Festival

                Flash mob in Greek dancer outfits

                House in the back with children’s play area

                                Ball pit in the entire room

                                Room to make candy things – you have to pay to participate. Sponsored by Phi Mu Alpha.

 

End of festival

                Back at house. Just me.

                I do something that allows a wolfman in a suit to come striding in purposefully. He’s angry because he needs to protect this house but never could because of some ward that I finally broke (so he’s thankful to me). He marches up a thin long staircase. I follow him up; first he goes into a back room where three little girls are sleeping. He sits on the bed of one of them and I peek in to see him just talking to her in a calm voice (she’s still sleeping, eyes closed, but I look closer and see her mumbling back with a bright smile on her face). They’re talking about all these wonderful things that have happened. I smile and walk back out to wait for him, but then I have to go to the bathroom really bad so I head in there.

                                Earlier a woman was angry because she couldn’t figure out where I went to the bathroom. Turns out there were two toilets in there, one that was supposed to be a urinal but it had a seat, so I had been using that (it was the only one in there the first time, and you could rotate it to make it face however you wanted).

                While in the bathroom I see the shadow of the wolfman flash by. I know he’s in another of the bedrooms. When I come out I walk over to my bedroom. He’s done with his job, and I get a glimpse of him heading to the door leading out. I meet his eyes and his are saying ‘thank you’. I then turn back around and see the guy who sleeps in the other bed freaking out about what just happened. The wolfman left him a note on his bed about how they had met, and how the guy needs to be happier with life. The wolfman also left a note on my bed, I noticed – a long letter that I didn’t get to read, alongside a game of Monopoly (that looked like Harry Potter monopoly, but in the dream I feel like it was something else) that I had been interested in earlier.

                The guy and I walked outside, back to the festival area. It’s suddenly day time again and everyone is crowding around. People keep coming up and hugging me exclaiming how they were so thankful or happy or anything, really. In my head, I knew that all of these people had been awkward around each other or otherwise distant, and now they were all tentatively walking up to each other to make up for lost time.

                One older girl (probably eighteen) came out of the house behind me. She didn’t know what to say but she clearly wanted to talk to her mom so I was like “say hello!” She looked surprised, then grinned widely and echoed “Oh! Say hello!” And then she went running up to her mom, who was talking to someone else at the time.

                Everyone who hadn’t been in the house was confused , so I called for everyone to gather round and began telling them the wolfman’s story (in this case, recounting everything that had happened in my dream).