Dreams man.

[Devin]

So I've been having these weird dreams lately... Are like any of these for rea...

I've had a few blog posts about my dreams. The Temper rockband dream, the cookie dream, and the fishing old mermaids dream. Well last night I have another one to add into the collection.

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So I had this dream where there were a bunch of people. (Mainly teenagers.) They were in a Nuketown sort of place, and they were about to play hide and go seek. Instead of searching for each other, they were all given guns. Different guns for every person. Meaning they each had to find their own ammo. (Pistol, shotgun shells, machinegun, etc.) So they all went out, and searched for the ammo. Some people found other people's ammo and gave it to them if they liked them, and if they didn't like them they'd keep it. Catch was, that only one person can survive. Once you found your ammo, you have the ability and expectancy to shoot the other people. So it was a race to finding the right ammo, and killing the other people.

I watched The Hunger Games earlier so I suppose that has something to do with it. Since blogs are no longer here, I wanted to log this here. Anyone else have weird dreams?

THE NUMBERS MASON, WHAT DO THEY MEAN?​

 

[emigre]

I had a dream where the EoF had a thread which wasn't complete unfunny shit.

 

[Devin]

I had a dream where the EoF had a thread which wasn't complete unfunny shit.

Me too, and then I realized that this is General Off Topic.

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[EyeZ]

I dream practically every night and i usually remember them the next day.

When you analyse your dreams they are always weird, but so real at the time.

Does anyone ever have a "normal" dream, as in when they awake they can say, "that dream made sense"...i doubt it.

 

[FAST6191]

Here I was hoping this was a proposal for a megaman boss.

Weird dreams... ever since learning about some of the more exotic areas of physics.

 

[Black-Ice]

I see places I will visit in a months time or so, in my dreams.

 

[Par39]

Weird dreams huh... I've been having a lot of those lately <-<

In one, I was super buff (you know Armstrong from FullMetal Alchemist? He had nothing on my muscles) mercenary guy, that was getting hired by a kitty cat... can't remember what the job was about <-< Anyway, he gets pissed off at me while making the contract, and I end up not getting a job order. What makes this even weirder is that I'm a girl, a quite girly one at that >->

Other, had this guy fighting the Ochu monster from Final Fantasy X. But he had no real weapons, so with Lulu helping him light them, he threw lit up cigars at the thing O__O

And then there's a few nightmares... this one has stuck in my memory for years, and made me scared of dark, quiet places <-< ...and probably the worst nightmare I've ever had >->
I'm in a dark place, with staircases criss crossing everywhere. It's so quiet, that it hurts my ears, as if there's actually a loud noise. Nothing breaks it, I can't talk or scream, my footsteps make no sound. I start climbing the stairs I'm on, trying to find a way out... the more time passes, the "louder" the silence gets, the more it hurts, I cover my ears with my hands, trying to make the pain go away... it starts getting harder and harder to breathe, as if there's a hoop around my chest, and it's getting tighter. I start moving faster, eventually running, trying to get out... then there's flashes of a person wearing a huge cape, seen from behind so I don't see anything of the person themself, playing a huge organ... I eventually collapse on the stairs, unable to breathe anymore, and unbearable pain in my ears D:

 

[Sop]

And this, ladies and gentlemen, is why we need a blogs section.

 

[Devin]

Who keeps letting the little gremlins out of EoF? Stay back.

 

[Latiken]

Ha, I remember this dream back in my young days.

I was going to have a 9th birthday party I was so excited. Naturally, I dreamt about it.
I was about to go kick that pinata's fury ass when, all of a sudden, it busts open and a whole shit load of DS games fall out.
I got a whole lot of games and it would have taken YEARS to finish 'em all. Then I woke up...

 

[Gahars]

Alright, everybody, gather round. I got a dream to tell and I need an audience to tell it to.

So let me preface this by saying that I usually don't dream. I just don't. I place my head on the pillow, maybe grumble to myself about my roommate's snoring or the noises from the refrigerator and then I black out completely. Since I don't dream, I can only assume that I travel through time to the precise moment my alarm goes off, and this process rejuvenates me on a daily basis.

But anyway.

So, feeling rather tired this Friday afternoon, I decide to lie down on my bed and catch a few z's (as the cool kids call sleeping, if you didn't know). Well, I pass out alright, but this time, I dreamed a dream. Things were about to get strange.

(And heads up. You'll have to take my word for this. You may claim that I'm making all of this up, and while there's no way for me to disprove such an assertion, I assure you, I am not this creative.)

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Apparently, I was back home for my Winter Break and had decided to go to my local AMC theater to see a movie of some sort. So, bam, I'm already there, wandering about. I have no idea where I'm going, all I know is that I'm a) tired and b) only able to look up. Since I can't look forward, I keep falling over as I wander about the theater; eventually, I make my way into one of the projection rooms. The first thing I notice is that it's filled with the elderly. The second thing I notice (and by notice, I mean discover firsthand) is that there is a giant moving platform that one has to jump down from to get to the seats. Seeing a line of seniors approaching the precipice, I try to warn them, eventually yelling to get their attention - but to no avail. One by one they fall over, which causes the theater to burst into applause. Even Dream!Me is pretty weirded out by this, so I decide to try and leave.

After what must have been hours of falling and flopping around, I finally roll myself out of the exit. Glancing up, I see today's showing is "Entourage Episode Four." Okay.

It's at this time I realize that, duh, I left my car running in the parking lot! So I'm there, except the parking lot is the highway because, well, that's how this works. My car is parking in the left lane, and completely unlocked. I breathed a sigh of relief and stepped inside, and was relieved to see that my gas was at "3001". I start driving, still tired as anything but trying to stay awake (as I sleep, mind you).

So I drive and I drive and eventually the road is my local supermarket, and eventually my car is a car-shaped shopping kart (which apparently could propel itself). I can't tell you exactly when these transitions occurred, the just did, and in the bizarre dreamworld my brain had concocted, it just made sense.

So I'm, uh, driving through the supermarket when I turn to my left and notice an Organic Foods vendor. I browse through the menu, and notice that they're offering "Dutz" for $1.00; what a steal! Since I was still tired as anything, I couldn't read anything else on the board. I was about to ask the two lovely women running the booth for some clarification, but then my cart-car tipped into the air.

"Wah!"

I freely admit, it scared the crap right out of me. I look back to the see the cause and find three guys (think stereotypical bros: backwards caps, tank tops, gym shorts, etc.) hanging onto the back. I ask them what they're doing, and the leader (who I know was the leader because his cap was orange and shorts were purple) told me, "We're Chem Engineering majors."

After receiving this news, I, of course, responded logically.

"I'm sorry, but there isn't enough room," I said in a calm, collected voice as I violent jerked the cart-car back, knocking all of us over. They grumble, but begrudgingly accept and scurry off. As I pick my cart-car up, I look forward and see that the supermarket is absolutely swarmed with more of their type. Perhaps out of exhaustion, perhaps in surrender to the cruel nature of the universe, I collapsed...

...And then woke up in my bed, trying to piece together what the hell I just experienced, and if I was still experiencing it.

So yeah, I have no idea what any of that means. Maybe Freud would have a field day, but I just have no idea. Was my subconscious trying to tell me something? Is there some dark, sinister secret squirreled away in the back corner of my mind that became manifest in this delirious episode? Was I incepted?

I have no clue. Maybe it's better off that way.

TL;DR: I tried dreaming once. It was awful. Also, buy Dutz.

 

[Sly 3 4 me]

I don't have/remember dreams any more. The last time I had a dream was when I was around 8. Godzilla was on Gilligan's Island and there were crater's everywhere. It was in black and white too.

 

[Deleted-236924]

Everyone dreams several times every night; there is no such thing as "not dreaming" (except when you're awake.)

 

[Vulpes Abnocto]

I've had lots of weird dreams, lately. Here's today's episode:

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As many of you know I work on a farm now, and my boss lady is a little bit.....odd.
She makes strange, feeling-based decisions and I wind up having to make her ideas work somehow, on a shoestring budget.
This has made me rather good at on-the-fly design and creation.

In my dream I'm 'awakened' by an urgent phone call saying I'm needed at my barn/workshop.
When I arrive, I see water coming out from under the barn door and assume that there is a leak.
But upon opening the door I find my boss lady, nursing and petting....a wounded Great White Shark.
She's got a garden hose in it's mouth, spraying through it's gills to keep it alive.
Now of course I should have been asking where the shark came from, but instead my first thought was "You can't do that, sharks can't live on freshwater!"
No, none of this scene was particularly surprising to me. That's how used to odd situations I've become.
I'm then told that I have to quickly dig a pond and transport this two ton shark to it before it suffocates.
And again I protest because this isn't the sort of job that can be done in a matter of minutes.
My suggestion is that they've got a perfectly good pool sitting unused over the winter, and it would be far easier to retrofit it for saltwater than to create a saltwater pond.
However transporting this animal ~100m to it, uphill seemed like the more daunting task.

As I'm calling around to supply stores to find industrial amounts of salt, and trying to dream up a way to yoke a team of sheep together to pull the shark up the hill, my alarm clock wakes me from the dream.

 

[Hyro-Sama]

No R rated dreams?

Y'all are no fun.

 

[Sly 3 4 me]

Everyone dreams several times every night; there is no such thing as "not dreaming" (except when you're awake.)

That's why it has the 'remember' with the slash indicating they are one in the same for me. If I don't remember them, then it's pretty much as if I didn't have them. Unless I was hooked up to some probes and someone was viewing my brain scan, then they'd be able to 'see' the activity I suppose.

 

[Deleted-236924]

Unless I was hooked up to some probes and someone was viewing my brain scan, then they'd be able to 'see' the activity I suppose.

That'd be really badass.
Recording your dreams on DVD? Heck yeah that could be fun.

 

[Sterling]

Sometimes I have dream series. One night I dream one thing and the next I dream something that ties in with the last one. Sometimes they make no sense, but I just know that they tie in together. Some of the scene in my novel are things I dreamed up in my sleep. The strip club and wild house party scenes are some of the more recent ones.