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Post by elbow unit on Jun 17, 2009 8:11:36 GMT -5
well at least you admitted it
another night, another infinite tunnel dream...I don't get it, the only nightmare i ever have is one where i'm falling into an infinite tunnel. I dont even think i can count it as a nightmare either, its just that my mind gets fucked up and metaphyical and i have to wake up before it implodes. And when i look back at it i always liken that feeling to falling
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Post by hellomeow on Jun 17, 2009 20:12:39 GMT -5
I hope you guys realized I was being sarcastic. I don't care what kind of coffee you like to drink. While I drink straight black coffee a lot I drink it with milk and sugar too at times.
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Post by Hauskaz on Jun 18, 2009 9:30:56 GMT -5
I actually took you fairly seriously, although it did not affect my general dislike for coffee. rofl
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Post by solocityElectricCyan on Jun 18, 2009 13:35:00 GMT -5
I have started to drink black coffee
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Post by Duvet on Jun 18, 2009 14:32:14 GMT -5
OK I had another fucked up dream that I somehow remember.
Apparently I went to some jungle to go exploring and on my way back to the plane, a cheetah followed me back and boarded it. I discovered the cheetah so I immediately engage in combat with it onboard the plane during the flight. In the end, I chopped off its two back legs so it couldn't fight anymore.
I presumably left it on the plane to die after arriving to my destination (I don't remember this part clearly) and head to school. The cheetah was still alive and it was able to stand on its two front legs and move perfectly fine so it chased after me and entered the school. Various teachers and students gave me a strange look when they all noticed a two-legged cheetah standing behind me. It wasn't long before I think it was Mr. DeMaeyer sent me home because he thought I brought a cheetah to school.
So I head home and the cheetah followed. Surprisingly, it did not want to kill me and just simply followed behind me quietly. I arrive home and pretty much from this point, I don't really remember anything clearly other than having a pet two-legged cheetah in my household.
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Post by Hauskaz on Jun 18, 2009 14:36:10 GMT -5
... lmfao
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Post by elbow unit on Jun 18, 2009 15:39:36 GMT -5
it's like th running chicken gag in family guy instead the chicken is a cheetah and the cheetah starts to like you
it could be a reflection of how you want to explore different places and the get the fuck out of your neighbourhood, and the cheetah represents the little pieace of the new place you go to coming back with you and staying with you forever
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Post by Hauskaz on Jun 20, 2009 11:28:57 GMT -5
I just had this dream where I composed two incredibly amazing orchestral "hymns" for some church, only they were too awesome for the church to play. I showed them to Forest instead.
I wish I could remember the songs themselves. They were fucking amazing.
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Post by elbow unit on Jun 20, 2009 18:27:50 GMT -5
there are so many artists that say create songs in their dreams and later record them, bob dylan, Beck, The arcade fire, etc..
however ,the song "we are all on drugs" by weezer was created based on a dream by Rivers.....so they may not be all good
My best bet is on that the orchestral hymn sooo sound like a death metal song.....this is a calling, you want to make a death/gothic metal song with forest and make a choir play it
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Post by Duvet on Jul 20, 2009 16:29:05 GMT -5
July 20th, 2009
I dreamt that it was the last day of school at BCSS therefore locker cleanout was scheduled. For whatever reason, in this dream I actually used my locker and it was filled with various binders and papers. While carrying a huge stack of papers downstairs to the first floor, Chris Boyd (who was there in my dream for whatever reason) accompanied me down the stairs and before I knew it, I had tripped over myself and fallen down the stairs, scattering all the pages.
Then these 4 Asian girls (I don't know who they were) came down the stairs and Chris told them some long ass story I don't even remember. After I gathered all the loosely scattered papers, I continued down the stairs and before long I woke up in a daze.
I don't know why I remember this specific dream.
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Post by elbow unit on Jul 20, 2009 20:39:01 GMT -5
for some reason you want to see boyd again and it somehow connects with your love of asian women
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Post by Tex-Mex Alex A. Dex on Jul 21, 2009 2:11:59 GMT -5
I semi-frequently have a dream about me and this girl i know fighting in a relationship (breaking up? i have yet to get that far into the dream) Now i am not dating this girl, nor am seeking any sort of relationship with her, so i wonder why she is always in the dream [and the dream gives no hint as to my subconsious opinion of her]
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Post by solocityElectricCyan on Jul 21, 2009 19:23:49 GMT -5
oh a few days ago, (actually a week ago), I had this dream that a girl and I were about to have sex, and we were getting all like, prepared for it. For some reason it felt like I was at my house, even though it wasn't my house, instead it was just like this 3 floored, black walled, but very bright house thing. Anyways, the last time we had a bed session, we ended up getting really fucking thirsty, so this time we took a few extra measures to make sure that didn't happen. We bought drinks with us. The girl was holding this platter of wine glasses filled with a pinkish-salmon coloured drink, that I am pretty sure had alcohol in them. We walked up a set of stairs, and she set it down on the table. I laid down on a couch, and she was about to follow, but I noticed a brown guy sleeping on a couch next to us. He looked at us, and turned away in disgust. For the purpose of common courtesy, we got up and left, deciding to try another bed. I somehow ended up in my room and then I woke up.  |
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Post by Duvet on Jul 22, 2009 14:19:07 GMT -5
July 22nd, 2009
I was in this dark and haunted looking house with absolutely no electricity with Shana. She was dressed in a t-shirt, short shorts and wearing glasses. We were both in the hallway of the second floor making our way down slowly to the main floor, while holding flashlights. Shana held onto my arm very tightly so I felt very tense and I couldn't see much in front of me even with a flashlight.
We finally make it downstairs to the main floor and reach this room. Inside the room is what looked like a queen sized mattress on the floor and a TV which was on for whatever reason even though there wasn't electricity in the house. I tell Shana to "get in" and she feels frightened and backs away a bit. She's suddenly holding her laptop in her hands and tells me "I need to return my laptop upstairs first". I grab her arm and tell her "I'll go with you" and she refuses. It was then I admit to her that "I love her" and then she agreed to letting me accompany her.
Upon reaching the upstairs hallway once again we hear this eerie noise and suddenly this figure pass before us. I couldn't see what it was exactly but one of the bedroom doors were open so we assumed it went in there. Once we slowly made our way to the bedroom we both suddenly looked horrified and shocked at something on the ground. Shana screams and before I could even tell what was even on the floor, I woke up in a shock.
I can't tell if this was supposed to be a dream or a nightmare for me.
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Post by hellomeow on Jul 22, 2009 20:49:01 GMT -5
I haven't remembered a dream in weeks
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