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Post by Cheesemaster VI on Dec 1, 2015 18:27:29 GMT -5
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Post by Mr Momentum & the Sidesteppers on Dec 2, 2015 4:35:41 GMT -5
the rest of the dream i attribute to latent white fever that's taken over patty's life  patdick's face when |
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Post by Duvet on Dec 2, 2015 15:29:46 GMT -5
I don't even know the meaning of the term yellow fever
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Post by Duvet on May 26, 2016 11:59:43 GMT -5
So I had a pretty weird dream where I was at my home chilling or something, but when I went to look outside the window next to the front door, I see someone hijacking my car. I immediately zoom outside and while my car was about to drive off, I jumped and hooked onto the car (like the shit you see in the movies). I slowly make my way towards the driver's side, while it's in motion, and the person hijacking my car turned out to be Tupac Shakur. I ask him, "Why are you doing this?" and he just retorts with, "MUTHA FUCKING HAL TOLD ME TO DO IT." Not sure if he was referring to HAL 9000 from 2001: A Space Odyssey, but it wasn't something I thought about at that moment. I try to get my car open, but the nigga locked all the doors, so I apparently just give up and try to take photographs of Tupac with my cellphone as evidence. As I attempt to get my camera app open, HAL hacks into my phone and disables me from using it, threatening that "[he]'d destroy my life if I intervened any further." Distraught, I just give up and let them steal my car and then I wake up at this point.
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Post by Mr Momentum & the Sidesteppers on May 26, 2016 20:19:36 GMT -5
So I had a pretty weird dream where I was at my home chilling or something, but when I went to look outside the window next to the front door, I see someone hijacking my car. I immediately zoom outside and while my car was about to drive off, I jumped and hooked onto the car (like the shit you see in the movies). I slowly make my way towards the driver's side, while it's in motion, and the person hijacking my car turned out to be Tupac Shakur. I ask him, "Why are you doing this?" and he just retorts with, "MUTHA FUCKING HAL TOLD ME TO DO IT." Not sure if he was referring to HAL 9000 from 2001: A Space Odyssey, but it wasn't something I thought about at that moment. I try to get my car open, but the nigga locked all the doors, so I apparently just give up and try to take photographs of Tupac with my cellphone as evidence. As I attempt to get my camera app open, HAL hacks into my phone and disables me from using it, threatening that "[he]'d destroy my life if I intervened any further." Distraught, I just give up and let them steal my car and then I wake up at this point. legit made me lol |
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Post by Hauskaz on May 31, 2016 8:15:23 GMT -5
So I had a pretty weird dream where I was at my home chilling or something, but when I went to look outside the window next to the front door, I see someone hijacking my car. I immediately zoom outside and while my car was about to drive off, I jumped and hooked onto the car (like the shit you see in the movies). I slowly make my way towards the driver's side, while it's in motion, and the person hijacking my car turned out to be Tupac Shakur. I ask him, "Why are you doing this?" and he just retorts with, "MUTHA FUCKING HAL TOLD ME TO DO IT." Not sure if he was referring to HAL 9000 from 2001: A Space Odyssey, but it wasn't something I thought about at that moment. I try to get my car open, but the nigga locked all the doors, so I apparently just give up and try to take photographs of Tupac with my cellphone as evidence. As I attempt to get my camera app open, HAL hacks into my phone and disables me from using it, threatening that "[he]'d destroy my life if I intervened any further." Distraught, I just give up and let them steal my car and then I wake up at this point. legit made me lol Same rofl. I had this dream the night before, and while the dream itself was nothing particularly special, one particular aspect of it was. I don't remember the dream too well, although I do remember that I was waiting for some show to finish downtown so I could strike it with a coworker, and decided to hit up this little Asian/West Indian/Caribbean food market tucked away on Queen's Quay with him. This is the interesting part of my dream, because while this place does not exist in real life to my knowledge, it has recurred several times in my dreams, to the point that I even mentioned to my coworker that I've shown this little hidden food spot to other coworkers and friends before, which has indeed happened in past dreams. I'm reminded of that two part dream I once had and wrote about way back in this thread, but that one occured back-to-back whereas this food market comes up sporadically. I wish it existed in real life though, because the food always seems to be absolutely killer, and they have ice cream and other shit too. |
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Post by Batmanuel on May 31, 2016 9:13:55 GMT -5
while this place does not exist in real life to my knowledge, it has recurred several times in my dreams, to the point that I even mentioned to my coworker that I've shown this little hidden food spot to other coworkers and friends before, which has indeed happened in past dreams. Maybe your subconscious keeps slipping into an alternate reality where the food spot exists. Or maybe you should build it yourself |
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Post by Cheesemaster VI on May 31, 2016 15:15:16 GMT -5
Or maybe you should build it yourself Yeah, maybe your dream is from THE FUTURE. |
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Post by Mr Momentum & the Sidesteppers on May 31, 2016 20:15:44 GMT -5
Build that restaurant! Tyler's subconscious will pay for the lease!
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Post by Mr Momentum & the Sidesteppers on Jun 4, 2016 12:11:55 GMT -5
I had a dream that I had seen my sister for the first time in about a year. I gave her a hug. She was wearing women's clothing like she usually does, but she had shaved her head and grew a full blown moustache (thick and hairy). It wasn't until my sister was walking away that it occurred to me, "Man, she really looks like our father."
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Post by Mr Momentum & the Sidesteppers on Aug 5, 2021 14:39:47 GMT -5
Holy fuck time distortion in dreams is fucking weird. I keep having this recurring dream where it's basically about me being late for work (always a weekday when I actually have to work). This just felt like my subconscious expelling several demons at once.
The first thing that was weird about this dream was I had like 4 roomates. One was this fat gay brown dude who was pretty cool, another was this tall french guy who worked as a programmer, the other was some black girl who kept making a mess (i think she was with the french guy) and the last one was this thicc white chick who kept trying to come on to me. Honestly I probably would have smashed that thiccness if not for the entire theme of the dream being me being late for work. Also my girlfriend kept barging in, probably because she realized that white girl was coming on to me. And the weird thing was, everyone had all this shit and they were trying to fit it all into my little apartment, which is honestly full as hell of all my stuff. So everyone was moving all my shit everywhere, and to do simple things in my house I had to move a bunch of shit everywhere. It involved me trying to sleep and then constantly being woken up by everyone else doing all this shit.
Eventually I'm late for work, and it just keeps getting worse. I'm already tired and fucked up, and then I end up crashing my car. I get a little dent in the front bumper, some other guy gets a few dents and just gets out of his car and sits down, some other guy's car is literally a burning mess. I have no idea how I did all this shit. Long story short, I'm an awful person, run back into my car and flee the scene with my little dent. Because one guy is dead, the other guy is just sitting there doing nothing and I decide to take my chances and run. This results in me being later for work when I return home, because I forgot my coffee. Great logic, I know. So I'm making my coffee while moving my gay roommates kitchen stuff around, and eventually my girlfriend barges in and asks me to take the day off work to spend time with her instead. This leads to a very heartfelt moment where I have to stare her directly in the eyes and tell her "Babe, I really need to fucking work." I've already missed 4 hours of work at this point. I rush back into the car with my thermos... and wake up. In the dream.
Then eventually I'm with all my roommates, before I have to go to work, and just keep asking everyone, "Dude, what day is it? What time is it?" And all these fictional roommates just keep laughing at me and wondering what the fuck is wrong with me. The thicc white girl is still giving me the fuck me eyes. And I'm just sitting there with everyone laughing at me wondering what the fuck happened.
Then I wake up in real life, even more confused and soaked with sweat wondering if I really crashed my car or if I'm really late for work. Shit always trips me out and half the time I just go outside to make sure my car exists or is intact or whatever. Good god man dreams are fucking weird. The reason this dream in particular was so odd to me was because I know it took place over 2 hours of realtime despite feeling like 1 or 2 separate days. I got up, went to the bathroom, checked the time before I went to bed and woke up and it literally could not have been more than 2 hours. Anyhow, I gotta work now.
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