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Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Czarkastik replied on Mon Dec 1, 2003 @ 1:35pm
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starting this thread up again just had some weird dreams will forget them soon...if you dont wanna read my boring dreams, fine, but sometimes its cool to read your own dreams a few days (or hours later) once you've totally forgotten them

in this dream i was on a bus, with school kids, going to some sort of field trip exposition where we were gonna see cool space stuff. i was sort of a kid, but sort of not... cause i went off from the group and went to the washroom. when i came out of the stall (thankfully i didnt pee my bed at this point. anyways) when i came out of the stall, a red-faced teacher was freaking out in the entrance of the washroom, and insisting that all the kids make a single file line or something. i thought it didn't apply to me -since i was older or something, than the kids, so i paid no heed and brushed by the teacher. when i got back out into the hallway (a couple of floors up from the main room / gathering place where the rest of the kids were), all hell was breaking loose, people were running around, and all of a sudden I was scared. the elevator wasn't working so I took the darkened emergency firestairs down, people screaming and shit, and came out into the main room/arena type shiz, where I was informed that we were being attacked. I ended up leaning against one of the glass walls of this massive arena structure that I was in, wondering what the fuck was going on, when everyone started screaming even louder and pointing at the sky. through another window or glass bit in the ceiling we could see some sort of massive object smoking and flying towards us and everyone was like "plane" "holy fuck" "its gonna kill us" and shit. the object actually went by the window and landed somewhere close by with a dull thud, but didnt actually penetrate the main arena that we were in. people around me were lying flat on their stomachs on the floor, or running around like crazy. next, a helicopter came crashing into the arena, shattering glass and exploding at the far end of the room, many meters away from me, but i was beginning to get worried. for some reason, it was explained to me at this point, by some dude lying on his stomach near me, that "they want the satellite" or something to that effect, referring to the hi-tech space technology that we had come that very day to see; and it all made sense. taking advantage of the school trip as cover, terrorists of some sort were now attacking the space base to try and destroy the hidh tech satellites on display. or something. the last thing i remember is looking through the window where i was crouched and seeing this fucking mammothian like eighty wheeler truck slowly turning and directing itself towards a door in the arena right next to me... it was like a tractor trailer truck with all sorts of weird space shit on the numerous back trailers, and it was pretty obvious it was gonna cause some serious damage. it was white. then i woke up.

in an earlier dream.. that i woke up from feeling really thirsty, this is what happened:

i was in some dude's weird old house, and he had a 2 litre bottle of coke with a bit left in it, that i wanted. i wanted a glass to put it in, so i looked at his counter in his kitchen, but it was all fucked up, like it looked like the roof of a house or soemthing. i thought i had to climb up onto the counter to get to the cupboards, which were like second story windows, but wooden like cupboards. then my unknown male friend of about my age crouched down and pulled open a cupboard, so i didn't have to go up there after all, and revealed these strange inner compartment, where a couple of glasses were like strapped into these pre-determined glass-sized spaces. i remember thinking or knowing that my friend had not put them here, that when he had moved here, this is what it was like, and it was highly likely that he had never even used these glasses -somehow they were just left like that by the previous owner. "everyone's thinks st-laurent or st-denis is so great", he said, or something to this effect "but st-hubert has a life of its own"... aaah, i thought, we are on st-hubert street, in some 15th century weird-ass apartment. next, i needed ice, but the ice in his freezer was like all stuck together in one big impossible to penetrate chunk. next thing i knew, there was a chunk of ice, made up of many fused ice cubes, in my glass. somehow i knew that it had been in the glass the whole time, while it was in the cupboard -which logically i guess must have been subzero. then i poured the coke into the glass, the ice broke into smaller chunks, and damn, it was a good looking glass of coca cola. then i woke up wishing i had fucking coca cola in my house.

aight that's it for now. i know i had some other ones.. i've been remembering a lot of dreams lately. weird shit.
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» ufot replied on Mon Dec 1, 2003 @ 1:42pm
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nice one man, pretty crazy stuff!

The only dream I can remember of recent dayz was this weird one, that(big surprise, a reocurring theme in my dreams) involved robots. There was this green robot guy in a green suit, going arround Montreal, selling this weird puter virus that you upload to your toaster, it flashes a bunch of shit which erases your entire capacity for short term memory.

So no one was remembering anything about how all these robots were infultrating everywhere, like all of the sudden, all these robots were replacing people at their jobs an shit, and the remaining humans that were outside and stuff, all had like tv-snow in their eyes, like you couldn't see their pupils an shit, they were just walking zombies...

ANyways, I woke up just after I was being chased by a couple of those stupid green suited pimp bots, shooting purple lazers and yelling closed source code obsenity slang at me...gotta love seperate realities...

Ufot-those damn green pimp bots, "...no I don't want a dose of the hottest new virus, mkay?"
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» queen_B replied on Mon Dec 1, 2003 @ 4:35pm
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i had a dream that steve lala was a piece of shit cause he made me fall on my ass
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» toebee replied on Mon Dec 1, 2003 @ 4:48pm
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a couple nights ago I dreamt that I was dying a pair of pants, but when I pulled them outof the water, they'd been bleached. I started to scream really loud... Then I dipped them back into the water, pulled them out, and they were navy blue again.
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Bunnytronix replied on Mon Dec 1, 2003 @ 5:00pm
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Originally posted by QUEEN B...

i had a dream that steve lala was a piece of shit cause he made me fall on my ass


O.

so *he* did that...
I thought that was natural causes.
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» wisp replied on Mon Dec 1, 2003 @ 7:45pm
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i didnt have to DREAM that
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Zeek replied on Mon Dec 1, 2003 @ 7:50pm
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Je fais souvent ce rêve étrange et pénétrant
D'une femme inconnue, et que j'aime, et qui m'aime
Et qui n'est, chaque fois, ni tout à fait la même
Ni tout à fait une autre, et m'aime et me comprend.

Car elle me comprend, et mon coeur, transparent
Pour elle seule, hélas ! cesse d'être un problème
Pour elle seule, et les moiteurs de mon front blême,
Elle seule les sait rafraîchir, en pleurant.

Est-elle brune, blonde ou rousse ? - Je l'ignore.
Son nom ? Je me souviens qu'il est doux et sonore
Comme ceux des aimés que la Vie exila.

Son regard est pareil au regard des statues,
Et, pour sa voix, lointaine, et calme, et grave, elle a
L'inflexion des voix chères qui se sont tues.
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» little_sarah replied on Mon Dec 1, 2003 @ 7:51pm
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i've always found it hard to care about other peoples drems for some reason
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» wisp replied on Mon Dec 1, 2003 @ 10:36pm
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me too
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Mali replied on Tue Dec 2, 2003 @ 11:13am
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I had the most embrassing dream ever
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Phoenix replied on Tue Dec 2, 2003 @ 11:44am
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I believe pants have a mind of their own and the owner shouldn't be held responsable.
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Czarkastik replied on Tue Dec 2, 2003 @ 6:45pm
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a) jess, i'm REALLY sorry, for that and a lot of shit I did that night... wouldn't of done it unless i was completely inebriated. it was a heartless act. i hope you can find it in your west island heart to forgive me.

b) i don't really care that much about other people's dreams either. but i like to read about my OWN dreams like weeks and months later. it's fucked up, you read shit you had totally forgotten about

Here's the dream I had last night:

In my dream, was lying on my futon in my living room (which is where i actually passed out while watching south park.. then started dreaming) and there was a smoke alarm going off, i was struggling to move or get out of the room, in a panic, but could not move -bodily totally imobilized, i may have flopped onto the floor (in my dream) but had no control of motor skills. realized that i was probably suffering from smoke inhalation, asphyxia, sure that the end was near. somehow, it turned out that someone was sitting in the room with me, in my blue chair, and we then noticed that the source of the fire was in my friend's lap. she proceeded to slap her pantlegs, causing smoke to rise, and somehow at this point there was no cause for concern anymore.

then i woke up and went into my bed to sleep the rest of the night. woke up in the morning and my glasses were ALL fucked up, in 3 pieces on the floor. 6 hours later still can't find the 3rd piece. fuck
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» elixireleven replied on Wed Dec 3, 2003 @ 6:58am
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there was a little girl, with brigght white hair, large red eyes, and she just stands there.

i think her name's bev.

shes haunting my subconscious.
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Toltech replied on Wed Dec 3, 2003 @ 8:35am
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like I can't remeber specificaly what I dreamed about but it was hilarious! I woke up laughing......it's not the first time it hapens to me, it's weird ey?

I remember once, my sister came in my room to use my computer, in the morning while I was still sleeping, and when I woke up she was like "why were u laughing? I thought it was weird....weirdo!"....I didn't even think I woke up in laughter, I thought that since my dream was funny that I was only laughing in my dreams also....

so in conclusion; I'm living in a dream......or something along those lines.
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Czarkastik replied on Fri Dec 19, 2003 @ 12:39am
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Last night I dreamt that I was introducing two old friends of mine to each other, and I was telling them that they should REALLY get along, because they both played bass, and lived in the same town, and had so much in common. Then I woke up and I realized that I was introducing the same person to himself. Morgan Moore... best bassist ever. What the fuck?!?
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» phribotz replied on Fri Dec 19, 2003 @ 12:43am
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Sometimes i dream about sleeping. Then, i get all upset when i "wake up"; cause, hey, nobody likes getting woken up.

Man, i wish i was sleeping right now.
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Czarkastik replied on Fri Dec 19, 2003 @ 12:45am
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well if you're really from western Canada it's probably 9:44 over there.. or maybe 10:44.. so dont worry yet. On the other hand, if you're really from Western Canada, you're prolly dead bored on a thursday night, and your friends use AOL. what a life! eeerrr ya. sorry dude; it's your first post, prepare to feel the pain -this here is NOTHING.
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Czarkastik replied on Fri Dec 19, 2003 @ 4:17am
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come on phrawtzy, don't back down now. we just gettin started. POST YOUR DREAMS HERE.
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