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Originally posted by Theresa Dude... some of them are really interesting, so stfu

dude, can you explain to me how other people's dreams are interesting? what makes them interesting? (as already noted) they're like a bad 80s film with no direction or plot. unless you have an intimate knowledge of the person (and even then rarely) dreams mean jack shit to the casual observer. i just dont get it. maybe im too old and grumpy

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Originally posted by pkcRAISTLIN i just dont get it. maybe im too old and grumpy

I am guessing this is the case

I dunno, I find the human mind quite interesting, whether it be dreams, or the way a person acts in a social situation.

Meh.

I want to hear your dream theresa

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Originally posted by Theresa I am guessing this is the case

haha

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Originally posted by Theresa I find the human mind quite interesting,

human mind interesting? without a doubt!
weird, self-involved ramblings that make no sense? not so much

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i had a very random dream this morning

i was at work (nurse) and i walked into a patients room and a chick was paralysed from the neck down, laying in a bed.
I look over and the guy sitting next to her bed was the guy im kinda dating.
Anyways he pays no attention to me and was asking questions about his girlfriend laying in the bed, i remember leaving the room and crying to my friend saying his never going to leave a cripple to be with me

Last night's was fucked up, figure I'll post it before seeing what happens tonight.

My dream starts out with me and a bunch of people walking towards this house. Turns out we're all contestants on Comedy Central's version of Last Comic Standing, only for some reason there are no cameras around. I don't want to be there, I hate being there. We go upstairs and are told to separate the guys from the girls. The floors and walls are slanted weird. The guys find their room and I wander around, slowly behind the girls just looking around the house.

The girls just disappear. There's only a hallway, the guys room and the girls room and the girls are nowhere. So I go back and sit on this weird white couch in the guys room. I really, really, really don't want to be there. I realize that when I auditioned for the show I was just dreaming and I never actually participated in the real auditions. I tell some of the other guys and they just look at me.

Then it suddenly it hits me; this is a dream. I know I shouldn't be there and I want to get the fuck out. I'm worried about the scheduled power outage tomorrow, I want to wake up and I want to have breakfast, but I can't because I'm a contestant for a stand-up comedy reality show and there's no way to get out of it.

Out of nowhere Carlos Mencia busts in and gives us some details about the show. I tell him about my dream audition and he tells me to go talk to this lady about it. I find her in that empty girls room sewing pieces of paper together, and she looks like a cross between Sally Field and my high school librarian. I explain to her what happened, and she says I can leave if I want. So, I do.

Right when I opened the door to leave I woke up.

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Originally posted by narcism i had a very random dream this morning i was at work (nurse) and i walked into a patients room and a chick was paralysed from the neck down, laying in a bed. I look over and the guy sitting next to her bed was the guy im kinda dating. Anyways he pays no attention to me and was asking questions about his girlfriend laying in the bed, i remember leaving the room and crying to my friend saying his never going to leave a cripple to be with me

You're insecure!

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Originally posted by idoru Last night's was fucked up, figure I'll post it before seeing what happens tonight. My dream starts out with me and a bunch of people walking towards this house. Turns out we're all contestants on Comedy Central's version of Last Comic Standing, only for some reason there are no cameras around. I don't want to be there, I hate being there. We go upstairs and are told to separate the guys from the girls. The floors and walls are slanted weird. The guys find their room and I wander around, slowly behind the girls just looking around the house. The girls just disappear. There's only a hallway, the guys room and the girls room and the girls are nowhere. So I go back and sit on this weird white couch in the guys room. I really, really, really don't want to be there. I realize that when I auditioned for the show I was just dreaming and I never actually participated in the real auditions. I tell some of the other guys and they just look at me. Then it suddenly it hits me; this is a dream. I know I shouldn't be there and I want to get the fuck out. I'm worried about the scheduled power outage tomorrow, I want to wake up and I want to have breakfast, but I can't because I'm a contestant for a stand-up comedy reality show and there's no way to get out of it. Out of nowhere Carlos Mencia busts in and gives us some details about the show. I tell him about my dream audition and he tells me to go talk to this lady about it. I find her in that empty girls room sewing pieces of paper together, and she looks like a cross between Sally Field and my high school librarian. I explain to her what happened, and she says I can leave if I want. So, I do. Right when I opened the door to leave I woke up.

Woah, nice read! I would imagine that you not wanting to be there means something for sure!

Ok, so in my dream, me and a friend were riding our bikes on a really long nature trail by us, called the Henry Hudson Trail. We were riding by a water treatment plant, and it was absolutely huge! There were pipes going in and out of the ground, and all of a sudden, we had Rollerblades to grind on them!

In real life, we always use the trail to ride to sandy hook, and we go to a restaurant to eat there. But, in my dream, my friend wanted to go to philadelphia, and eat at this ribs place. I wasn't for it, but we ended up going anyway. Right after my decision to go, I woke up.

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Originally posted by DarkAngel Twisted Metal Black?

no just black

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k, so I'm at some sort of work/school campus, and it gets invaded by a bunch of androids while I'm outside with a couple friends. I decide I need to save the day by running back inside, but they have some sort of eye sensor that recognizes whether you're the right person or not, and they're only letting some guy called "the butterfly" pass, and killing everybody else who tries. So, I try to just play it off and walk through, then act like I'm an idiot and they let me go back. So, I go to some other place to go around them, and some other guy I've never met (irl, but he's my friend in this dream...some black guy with dreadlocks) comes with me. There's a concession stand there, and I get a bottle of water & a bottle of 7up, and a sandwich, and he gets two diet cokes, and we put them in each of our backpacks, pay for them, and go. We're running through the building, and all of a sudden, a couple of the androids see us, and we head down a stairway. I know that there's a certain invisible place in the wall where you can jump through and get to another stairway, so he goes through, and it takes me a few tries, but I just barely make it through, but now I've lost the other guy.

I run back to some girl's room (who I know, but not actually), and tell her that "they're here," so she goes to catch up with the other guy, and I go to make a distraction while they go get the plane. I keep running through all the hallways, and a bunch of the android things are chasing me, and I run up to the roof, just as the building's starting to blow up, and jump up and grab onto the landing gear of the plane with my two friends in it, as it's flying over the building. I climb up into the plane, and they're surprised, 'cuz they thought they were just going to have to go without me, but neither of them knows how to fly the plane. So, I start taking control of it, but it's going really high, and, for whatever reason, I can't let it go too high, so I have to instantly dive--kind of the opposite of reality, & trying to avoid crashing.

So, I get it to dive down, and I start having to maneuver through buildings that're showing up seconds before we're passing them. I just have to go in a straight line, but it's still really scary, 'cuz I can't see anything. As I look back, the whole city is completely dark black, and there are helicopters & huge transport planes dropping people off, and there are fires breaking out everywhere--basically the apocalypse for wherever it is. After about 5 minutes of avoiding buildings, I turn off to go to a big green field, and land the plane there, perfectly. It's in the middle of some really bizarre amusement park/town square/city/something. A lot of sunset-like colors, greens, and purple. I fly over to some cafe thing outside with big circular couches, and we all sit down there (fly without the plane...just hover, go).

We're still all suited up in full-on swat-type stuff, and we're just relaxing and having a couple drinks, laughing about how weird it is to be there while we just nearly got killed, but we can't be to loud, or someone will take us back to the Butterfly. I remember that something really weird happened after that, when somebody next to us heard us or something, and it resulted in a bunch of just flat-out bizarre things happening in this little town...place, but it gets fuzzy after that.

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Last night I had a dream (among others) that I was stuck in some sort of 'death cascade' with my friends, and I was the only one who knew it. The entirety of the dream happened with me looking on myself from my subconscious, and my conscious self which was doing things was not aware of what my thoughts were.

It involved a lot of strange events, eg, flying in a jet plane, going to a hospital, going to a party... And in each of these events there were several possibilities of my friends dying. Once my friends died, I had to hit a universal 'reset' button and the world would revert to what in a videogame would be called a checkpoint, giving my external self another chance to do the situation over again and prevent the death of my friends. This went on for quite a while. The dream ended when I myself died, and I woke up soon after.

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Originally posted by Masonious you win again dude - and nice move shoving the whole i figured out how to order pizza thing in my face. i tried that 4 and a half months ago and woke up with a Taiwanese transvestite but to Ygrene it's just, "anoother day in the life, noooo biggieee".

Oh man. It took me a while to find this thread.


Couple of nights ago I dreamt that me and DJ Eddie G, the guy who got/gets me my gigs at Blue in Miami Beach, were spinning at Space in Miami.

Believe me when I say, that is so not what I want to do...




...unless we can throw Puig out on his fuckin' ass for a night. Miserable cunt. Then I'd MAYBE consider it.