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Title: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 24, 2010, 04:30:34 pm
If you want, post your dreams. Some might not be worth posting, others might be too personal. I plan on posting everything.

pc
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 24, 2010, 04:36:02 pm
3/23/2010

Dream about gabkicks haha:

Ok, so, I'm hanging out with you in your basement, playing F1 or something. Then some chick comes over and you're like dude give me some space. So I go upstairs, now I'm in some kind of boat in the amazon. Meanwhile, it keeps flashing back to you trying to makeout with this chick. You're making progress.

Then it switches back to me, and these pirate people with axes/swords board the ship and start chopping everybody in to pieces. So i'm running, fending for my life etc.

Then it switches back to you, you're like, RIGHT THERE, and all of a sudden, fucking commets/asteroids start raining down and destroy everything and I wakeup.





3/24/2010:

Ok so, i'm driving with my mom in her car, apparently going to pick up a pizza. So she drops me off near the corner, and leaves to go do something. I'm walking to the pizza place and the entire town is deserted, no one anywhere. Then I see some football guy I trained way back, and he tells me "it's labor day man everything is closed.". So, now i'm just waiting for my mom to spin back around and come pick me up.

So, off to my left I see 5 cops all of a sudden, with guns pointed at the football guy possibly. I then put my hands up, which now have workout gloves on them (for when I do pullups). The cops notice me and I'm like "i didn't do anything". Then, 10 cops are on me, guns pointed, one tackles me, hands behind my back on the ground. The dude is using his gun to frisk me, ya that sounds gay but apparently I killed 18 cops so no one is withdrawing their weapons. I keep telling them i didn't do nothing, put the gun down, but they don't listen.

Anyway, it then skips to where i'm in prison waiting for my verdict date, which seemed to take like a month in the dream. That's why this dream was hell, I felt like i was in it for so long. So that period of time goes by, then I'm off to the court. I get out of the court, hug my family, cops everywhere, then go inside the court. There everyone looks intent that I am guilty. So, as they are about to read the verdict, I wakeup.

wtf?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 25, 2010, 05:16:23 pm
3/24/2010

Ok so, I'm in miami, going to a dolphins game. Somehow I'm late, and I have a blimp view of the game, in the air. So i'm watching it, the game is going on etc. Then I find myself at the first floor of some house party. So I walk up this spiral staircase on the outside of the building, to hangout. Lots of beautiful women, people dressed nice etc. So now I'm eating in some balcony, with this girl and this red headed kid. Red headed kid starts talking about my family, being disrespectful. So I tell him to shut the fuck up. He stands up, I stand up and throw a combo. He bum rushes me and pushes me over the balcony, so now i'm on the outside of the barrier, holding his shirt with my hands. I press my legs into the edge & flip him over the balcony where he falls flat to his death & I land on top of him.

So, I go back up the balcony to eat. Now this chick is yelling at me saying that was her brother. So I'm like listen fuck off I'm trying to eat. Then the kid re-appears next to me, talking shit again. So, I'm like let's do this. We walk down stairs, start fighting. He's bumrushing, I'm countering. Then some dude drives a car at me so I dodge it and take off. I get in my car and drive to the dolphins game.

Then I wakeup.

wtf?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: ESav15 on March 25, 2010, 05:33:56 pm
the cops of your previous dreams clearly were after you because you are a freaking dreamworld's psycho-killer.
Slashing pirates and throwing red head guys over a balcony all day...what do you expected?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 25, 2010, 05:53:38 pm
the cops of your previous dreams clearly were after you because you are a freaking dreamworld's psycho-killer.
Slashing pirates and throwing red head guys over a balcony all day...what do you expected?

erm, never thought about it like that.. that's actually very interesting: the thought that what I do in one dream may have consequences in another dream.

nice :)

do you dream alot ESav? I'm finding that I might be the most vivid dreamer on these forums. haha.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: ESav15 on March 25, 2010, 06:03:53 pm
the cops of your previous dreams clearly were after you because you are a freaking dreamworld's psycho-killer.
Slashing pirates and throwing red head guys over a balcony all day...what do you expected?

erm, never thought about it like that.. that's actually very interesting: the thought that what I do in one dream may have consequences in another dream.

nice :)

do you dream alot ESav? I'm finding that I might be the most vivid dreamer on these forums. haha.

Yes I do.
What would a man be without his dreams, afterall?

In the last period I dreamed a lot about returning to play ball-dunking-lifting again....

Last night I had a nightmare. I misdiagnosed a patient and he died because of my mistake. I felt so guilty and, on top of that, everyone around me was obviously looking at me as I was a sort of monster. I really hope this is not a sight of things to come.

Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 25, 2010, 06:09:16 pm
the cops of your previous dreams clearly were after you because you are a freaking dreamworld's psycho-killer.
Slashing pirates and throwing red head guys over a balcony all day...what do you expected?

erm, never thought about it like that.. that's actually very interesting: the thought that what I do in one dream may have consequences in another dream.

nice :)

do you dream alot ESav? I'm finding that I might be the most vivid dreamer on these forums. haha.

Yes I do.
What would a man be without his dreams, afterall?

Lots of people aren't dreaming though, especially remembering them, from what I see.

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In the last period I dreamed a lot about returning to play ball-dunking-lifting again....

Last night I had a nightmare. I misdiagnosed a patient and he died because of my mistake. I felt so guilty and, on top of that, everyone around me was obviously looking at me as I was a sort of monster. I really hope this is not a sight of things to come.

I think we dream mostly about our fears, which may help us prepare for the future. All my dreams are completely nutty, every night, usually have some kind of violence in them. oOodd :)

pc
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: ESav15 on March 25, 2010, 06:19:06 pm
the cops of your previous dreams clearly were after you because you are a freaking dreamworld's psycho-killer.
Slashing pirates and throwing red head guys over a balcony all day...what do you expected?

erm, never thought about it like that.. that's actually very interesting: the thought that what I do in one dream may have consequences in another dream.

nice :)

do you dream alot ESav? I'm finding that I might be the most vivid dreamer on these forums. haha.

Yes I do.
What would a man be without his dreams, afterall?

Lots of people aren't dreaming though, especially remembering them, from what I see.

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In the last period I dreamed a lot about returning to play ball-dunking-lifting again....

Last night I had a nightmare. I misdiagnosed a patient and he died because of my mistake. I felt so guilty and, on top of that, everyone around me was obviously looking at me as I was a sort of monster. I really hope this is not a sight of things to come.

I think we dream mostly about our fears, which may help us prepare for the future. All my dreams are completely nutty, every night, usually have some kind of violence in them. oOodd :)

pc

Speaking for myself, I don't have bad dreams so often.
I usually dream about something positive, as a matter of fact.
but hey, shit happens in the dreamworld also, from time to time. I have a lot of useless-nonsense dreams also.

Your theory is fascinating though. Really. You are basically saing your subconscious gives your inconscious some big time hard work in order to keep you ready to handle stressful situation without breaking your whole personality into pieces once they happen in real life. I don't know if that is original-brand new,if so you got a future in psychoanalysis man.

P.S.: Did you ever happened to be conscious it was a dream while you were dreaming, becoming a sort of godly entity changing the dream reality as you liked? I did...Those were good dream-times!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 25, 2010, 06:25:46 pm
the cops of your previous dreams clearly were after you because you are a freaking dreamworld's psycho-killer.
Slashing pirates and throwing red head guys over a balcony all day...what do you expected?

erm, never thought about it like that.. that's actually very interesting: the thought that what I do in one dream may have consequences in another dream.

nice :)

do you dream alot ESav? I'm finding that I might be the most vivid dreamer on these forums. haha.

Yes I do.
What would a man be without his dreams, afterall?

Lots of people aren't dreaming though, especially remembering them, from what I see.

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In the last period I dreamed a lot about returning to play ball-dunking-lifting again....

Last night I had a nightmare. I misdiagnosed a patient and he died because of my mistake. I felt so guilty and, on top of that, everyone around me was obviously looking at me as I was a sort of monster. I really hope this is not a sight of things to come.

I think we dream mostly about our fears, which may help us prepare for the future. All my dreams are completely nutty, every night, usually have some kind of violence in them. oOodd :)

pc

Speaking for myself, I don't have bad dreams so often.
I usually dream about something positive, as a matter of fact.
but hey, shit happens in the dreamworld also, from time to time. I have a lot of useless-nonsense dreams also.

Your theory is fascinating though. Really. You are basically saing your subconscious gives your inconscious some big time hard work in order to keep you ready to handle stressful situation without breaking your whole personality into pieces once they happen in real life. I don't know if that is original-brand new,if so you got a future in psychoanalysis man.

not sure if it's original or not, just something i've always had a theory about. You can "think" about what you would do in an adverse situation, but it is nothing like experiencing it in a dream. Alot more real in the dream world.

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P.S.: Did you ever happened to be conscious it was a dream while you were dreaming, becoming a sort of godly entity changing the dream reality as you liked? I did...Those were good dream-times!

nah, don't think i've ever had full control. I've woken up while still dreaming though and that is scary crap. The worst one is when I dreamt I had a seizure and became paralyzed. I woke up not being able to move, for like 5 minutes or so. I was stuck, motionless. Other one's have had me see animals or alien life forms after I wakeup, then it freaks me out, then they fade away as reality sets in.

but never full control.

pc
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: ESav15 on March 25, 2010, 06:31:09 pm
that's scary indeed.
Time to make some dreams in Italy now...
c ya, Andrew.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 26, 2010, 06:04:32 pm
3/25/2010

Not really worth noting, it was all over the place. I was mostly driving around in a car searching for malcom X, with some dude, in an SUV, while worrying about my groceries that I left in my car, then all of a sudden driving a bike in a forrest.

WUT.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 30, 2010, 06:51:40 pm
didn't dream 3/26 and 3/27, i usually don't on the weekend because i get woken up early, so 4-5 hours sleep instead of 8.

3/28/2010:

dreamed I was at jay schroeder's facility and I was grilling him.

WTF?


3/29/2010:

Ok so, I'm in a house with this girl who apparently is my girlfriend, even though she's trying to stab me with these huge rambo knives, she's doing it in a flirtacious way. So, I wrestle her for one knife, toss it away, then she gets another knife under her shirt, and by the end she had like 90 knives. This happened for the whole dream, over and over.

WTF?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: brucelee on March 30, 2010, 06:55:25 pm
what this means is, you are too pussy to go for it, becauise you think they will stab, IE reject you and you will die on the isnide... and even you get past a knife (catch it in the dream), she will keep coming with more, meaning u will never get over it, so you are also dperessed
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 30, 2010, 07:04:04 pm
what this means is, you are too pussy to go for it, becauise you think they will stab, IE reject you and you will die on the isnide... and even you get past a knife (catch it in the dream), she will keep coming with more, meaning u will never get over it, so you are also dperessed

interesting analysis dear sir.

i think it has more to do with a scene from repo man though.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: mattyg35 on March 30, 2010, 08:02:50 pm
A few weeks ago, I had a dream.
I got onto a bus that had the accordion thing in the middle, but it folded up sideways instead of dragging the second half around. Then the bus went onto a rollercoaster, that went all over the city, I think I saw some pyramids and shit too, then on the way down to the stop, I got off, and some Sri Lankans(I don't know where they were from, but thats what popped into my head), so yeah, the Sri Lankans, they got assault rifles and start shooting people, so I take cover behind the trailer of a truck, and I'm thinkgin 'Fuck!, what am going to do, I don't got a gun?!?'. So being as smart as I am, I'm like 'I'll play dead!!, fuck yeah, that'll work', so I do that, and I'm playing dead, and a Sri Lankan comes up and pops a cap in the back of my head execution style, except I was already face down on the ground. But I'm still alive, so I'm thinking 'Yes!!, fuck you, I'm still here', then another dude comes by and shoots me in the back of the head again.
The end.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 30, 2010, 08:09:42 pm
A few weeks ago, I had a dream.
I got onto a bus that had the accordion thing in the middle, but it folded up sideways instead of dragging the second half around. Then the bus went onto a rollercoaster, that went all over the city, I think I saw some pyramids and shit too, then on the way down to the stop, I got off, and some Sri Lankans(I don't know where they were from, but thats what popped into my head), so yeah, the Sri Lankans, they got assault rifles and start shooting people, so I take cover behind the trailer of a truck, and I'm thinkgin 'Fuck!, what am going to do, I don't got a gun?!?'. So being as smart as I am, I'm like 'I'll play dead!!, fuck yeah, that'll work', so I do that, and I'm playing dead, and a Sri Lankan comes up and pops a cap in the back of my head execution style, except I was already face down on the ground. But I'm still alive, so I'm thinking 'Yes!!, fuck you, I'm still here', then another dude comes by and shoots me in the back of the head again.
The end.

holy shit! hahahaha

nice

edit: i have died in my dreams but it's very rare.. i can only think of maybe 2 times or so that I can remember
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: mattyg35 on March 30, 2010, 09:23:39 pm
You ever try to have an OOBE?

I've come close to the proper mental state, but then I lose it.
It's the craziest feeling ever when you stay mindful while you're entering your sub-conscious. You feel like your hands are lifting, one time I heard static, and then that kind of shit ends up distracting you, and you lose the vibe.
It's a very zen feeling.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 30, 2010, 09:39:17 pm
You ever try to have an OOBE?

I've come close to the proper mental state, but then I lose it.
It's the craziest feeling ever when you stay mindful while you're entering your sub-conscious. You feel like your hands are lifting, one time I heard static, and then that kind of shit ends up distracting you, and you lose the vibe.
It's a very zen feeling.

nope.. I've never had any astral/lucid dream stuff either.. well once but I can't get to that point.. it's not like I try though.

never had OOBE.. i've had dreams where I wake up and i'm still dreaming though, so it's a mix of reality/dream, that's pretty freaky.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on March 31, 2010, 10:03:52 am
I had an out of body experience once, in Zion National Park. I was walking into the bathroom at this campground to brush my teeth and all of a sudden I was about four or five feet over my own head, looking down at myself at a slight angle. Only lasted three or four seconds.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 31, 2010, 03:12:58 pm
I had an out of body experience once, in Zion National Park. I was walking into the bathroom at this campground to brush my teeth and all of a sudden I was about four or five feet over my own head, looking down at myself at a slight angle. Only lasted three or four seconds.

never thought you could have one just out of nowhere like that. that's freaky.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on April 01, 2010, 08:18:40 am
i had a dream that the i saw the 8 coolest kidz at my skool on vacation. they went to my rented house on the beach. we chilled 1 hr. then i went inside to go on adarq.org for 5 min. when i came back, everybody was gone and replaced with 5 fat kids. turns out i was on adarq.org for 30 min    >:(
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on April 01, 2010, 10:02:40 am
i had a dream that the i saw the 8 coolest kidz at my skool on vacation. they went to my rented house on the beach. we chilled 1 hr. then i went inside to go on adarq.org for 5 min. when i came back, everybody was gone and replaced with 5 fat kids. turns out i was on adarq.org for 30 min    >:(

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

This is awesome.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on April 01, 2010, 03:05:57 pm
i had a dream that the i saw the 8 coolest kidz at my skool on vacation. they went to my rented house on the beach. we chilled 1 hr. then i went inside to go on adarq.org for 5 min. when i came back, everybody was gone and replaced with 5 fat kids. turns out i was on adarq.org for 30 min    >:(

hhahah!!!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on April 02, 2010, 06:12:59 pm
4/01/2010

couldnt remember the dream, but i did




4/02/2010

Dreamed that I was in a basketball tryout, and I couldn't even catch the ball. The passes during the layup lines were all going right through my hands. So then I got cut from the tryout, but was throwing down nasty dunks afterwards. Sick two handers/one handers etc.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on April 21, 2010, 08:51:57 am
Damn, you wouldn't want to know my dreams :D

I guess dreaming is the most imaginative expression of the human being (well, the brain, that's basically you).
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on April 21, 2010, 01:28:15 pm
4/20/2010

ok one of my best dreams ever..

i'm at some restaurant, some kid is messing with me.. i step outside i get sucker punched.. i beat the hell out of that guy and his friend.. then the cops come.. and among all the chaos people are being put in the police van.. i somehow "slip off" and run away.. so now the cops are after me but, i'm running through these community's/fields for what felt like 2-3 hours in the dream.

the fields/community's were all surreal with all kinds of crazy plants, fucking APES, gators, i mean this crap was out of avatar basically.

then i got woken up by an alarm clock.. man this woulda went on for a few more hours, would have been great.

pc
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on May 15, 2010, 04:50:10 pm
5/14/2010

because of rip's pr's, i somehow dreamed that i hit my head on the 10' stick on a vertec, dunked on people, etc, all in a big basketball camp.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: ESav15 on May 15, 2010, 04:56:43 pm
I keep dreaming this all nights
And I wasn't even aware of Rip's PR (oh Rip, if you are reading this: congrats with your recent PRs man! lol!)
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on May 31, 2010, 11:47:05 am
i dreamed i had a basketball game with my genetic freaks aau team. we won but i only played 5 min and didnt care we won. i was pist i didnt play. then i rememebered i had a giant science exam 5 min after our next game ( which was starting in 10 min and i am failing science)  i went to the bathroom and out of nowhere, toilet water got poured on me. i ran out of the bathroom and got laughed at by everybody. but i didnt care cuz i was hyped on caffeine and worried about science. then, i woke up.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on May 31, 2010, 03:35:01 pm
i dreamed i had a basketball game with my genetic freaks aau team. we won but i only played 5 min and didnt care we won. i was pist i didnt play. then i rememebered i had a giant science exam 5 min after our next game ( which was starting in 10 min and i am failing science)  i went to the bathroom and out of nowhere, toilet water got poured on me. i ran out of the bathroom and got laughed at by everybody. but i didnt care cuz i was hyped on caffeine and worried about science. then, i woke up.

lol
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: brucelee on June 04, 2010, 03:27:00 am
rofl;!!!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: thorton on June 08, 2010, 01:53:47 pm
this dream happened last week. so in the dream im in my front yard and my moms friend who works at a Fold Dealership is wiht me and he has this gorgeous new black mustang gt (i wish) so in the dream i kept trying 2 call my mom to ask her if i could drive it and for some reason i kept yelling at her asking for the keys. so the dream ends, i wake up the next morning. and apparently i wasnt allowed to drive any where that day my dad said, so i was like wtf did i do. Turns out, at like 3 in the morning i went into my parents room, sleep walking, and said to my mom i need the keys to the car. i guess she told me it was 3 a.m and i wasnt going anywhere, to which i said "where are the fucking keys"

thats like the second time ive sleep walked.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 08, 2010, 04:55:36 pm
this dream happened last week. so in the dream im in my front yard and my moms friend who works at a Fold Dealership is wiht me and he has this gorgeous new black mustang gt (i wish) so in the dream i kept trying 2 call my mom to ask her if i could drive it and for some reason i kept yelling at her asking for the keys. so the dream ends, i wake up the next morning. and apparently i wasnt allowed to drive any where that day my dad said, so i was like wtf did i do. Turns out, at like 3 in the morning i went into my parents room, sleep walking, and said to my mom i need the keys to the car. i guess she told me it was 3 a.m and i wasnt going anywhere, to which i said "where are the fucking keys"

thats like the second time ive sleep walked.

daaaaaaaaaaamn!!!!!!!!!!!!! i've never sleep walked to my recollection, parents never said i did either, that shit would freak me out!

nuts man
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on June 12, 2010, 06:07:30 am
You bet it would. It's nothing you can really control though, but it's not very common as well.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on June 24, 2010, 02:01:51 pm
i had this dream that i was chilling with adarqui in florida. we were doing squats in his kitchen and he kept talking about his stir fry. then we talked about basketball and the worldcup. i remember being happy that i wasnt on irc
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 24, 2010, 05:16:52 pm
i had this dream that i was chilling with adarqui in florida. we were doing squats in his kitchen and he kept talking about his stir fry. then we talked about basketball and the worldcup. i remember being happy that i wasnt on irc

hahahahah

so u made a stir fry today and u loved it, im like freddy i enter ur dream world kid.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on June 25, 2010, 03:25:10 am
I had a dream last night that I went to a party with Nightfly and some other people in a car, and the party was being held in an abandoned industrial zone. Everything broken down etc.

So we entered the "building" and we were given, each one of us, one wooden baby dummy. The guy who gave it to us told us that we need it later when we're going to break beer bottles with it (?).

And then as the party went on I started to feel strange, a lot of weird punkers and people with drugs were there, so I wanted to leave. Moving on through the building I entered a room, a gigantic room that looked like a supermarket, and there were just TURTLES with names attached to them on the neck, and also leashes around the neck. Those were former people that used to party in that building and they were transformed into turtles.

So once I entered the room all the turtles started moving and falling off the shelves and coming towards me. The end.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 25, 2010, 03:29:43 am
nice thanks for sharing, that's some weird shit :)

my dreaming has gotten all messed up lately due to my wrecked sleep schedule.. not good!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on June 25, 2010, 03:36:16 am
Well the most scary ones are the repetitive ones.

The most times I've had a dream was related to the subway where two trains collide or something bad happens. I dreamed this more than 10 times.

Another often happening nightmare is the one where I walk on the street and a huge storm comes and gets me off the ground through the air. I've also have this one for several times.

I also had, for a few times, the one where I drive a car... weird.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 25, 2010, 04:02:35 am
Well the most scary ones are the repetitive ones.

The most times I've had a dream was related to the subway where two trains collide or something bad happens. I dreamed this more than 10 times.

Another often happening nightmare is the one where I walk on the street and a huge storm comes and gets me off the ground through the air. I've also have this one for several times.

I also had, for a few times, the one where I drive a car... weird.

i've only had a few recurring dreams, i actually did what was in the recurring dream once, to somehow put an end to it.. it actually worked.. i had this dream where I was 'walking home from FAU' (24 mile walk), and id be getting attacked by all kinds of people/dogs etc.. so one day I was like fuck i've had that dream too much im going to walk home from university, fuck it.. so needless to say I walked 24 excrutiating miles and got in one encountered with a bunch of dumb wannabe gangster idiots.. that ended fine so other than that, a raccoon like fell out of a tree while i was walking under it and scared the living shit out of me.

never had that dream again after i actually walked those miles!

i was sore for like 1 week after walking that.. hah.

peace
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on June 25, 2010, 04:32:53 am
I hope you mean a real, living animal and not a "niggar 'coon".
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 25, 2010, 04:35:03 am
I hope you mean a real, living animal and not a "niggar 'coon".

erm.. yes an animal.. i said a raccoon not a coon.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on June 25, 2010, 05:13:16 am
What's the difference?

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arjansammani
2 months ago
lol, i didn't know "coon" was an insult.
I was in america once with my friend Koen (pronounced as coon)? and i kept shouting koen at him becuase he couldnt here me in the bus. There's this black (gangster) person sitting next to me, and he looked f*ing pissed. I thought he was gonna kill me;p

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O_hvheeNKJU
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 05, 2010, 03:01:39 pm
the last 4 nights or so my dreams have been incredibly vivid... i havn't been writing them down but i should start again.. im having multiple dreams, and every single one is just crazy real.

one of the dreams was, i was playing a futbol match for what felt 90 minutes or so, and we're playing with our feet, then one guy from the other team picks it up runs with it and throws it into the goal.. so then we all start kicking it to each other + picking it up + throwing or kicking it into the goal.. shit got mad intense people getting trucked all over, we ended up winning 5-4, no yellow or red cards existed, so it was very brutal.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on July 05, 2010, 03:35:05 pm
A couple nights ago I had a dream where I was talking with Mark Sisson* on the beach. He was wearing board shorts. He kept saying the dumbest shit, just repeating his spiel over and over, and I was just cracking up, asking him if he knew how dumb he sounded and how little sense he was making. He had this kind of perplexed look on his face the whole time but he never stopped talking, even as I was doubled over laughing right in front of him. It got to the point where I couldn't even breathe in and then I woke up.

*This guy: http://www.marksdailyapple.com/ (http://www.marksdailyapple.com/)
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 05, 2010, 05:45:22 pm
A couple nights ago I had a dream where I was talking with Mark Sisson* on the beach. He was wearing board shorts. He kept saying the dumbest shit, just repeating his spiel over and over, and I was just cracking up, asking him if he knew how dumb he sounded and how little sense he was making. He had this kind of perplexed look on his face the whole time but he never stopped talking, even as I was doubled over laughing right in front of him. It got to the point where I couldn't even breathe in and then I woke up.

*This guy: http://www.marksdailyapple.com/ (http://www.marksdailyapple.com/)

he works out 7 days a week for 30 minutes, and sometimes 10 minutes.

!!!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on July 06, 2010, 10:09:45 am
A couple nights ago I had a dream where I was talking with Mark Sisson* on the beach. He was wearing board shorts. He kept saying the dumbest shit, just repeating his spiel over and over, and I was just cracking up, asking him if he knew how dumb he sounded and how little sense he was making. He had this kind of perplexed look on his face the whole time but he never stopped talking, even as I was doubled over laughing right in front of him. It got to the point where I couldn't even breathe in and then I woke up.

*This guy: http://www.marksdailyapple.com/ (http://www.marksdailyapple.com/)

he works out 7 days a week for 30 minutes, and sometimes 10 minutes.

!!!


Nothing could be more paleo than that, bro. Mark Sisson is a prophet.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 07, 2010, 04:43:19 am
i've been having some insane dreams.. i had a few last night but couldn't remember them after the world cup match! dammit.

A couple nights ago I had a dream where I was talking with Mark Sisson* on the beach. He was wearing board shorts. He kept saying the dumbest shit, just repeating his spiel over and over, and I was just cracking up, asking him if he knew how dumb he sounded and how little sense he was making. He had this kind of perplexed look on his face the whole time but he never stopped talking, even as I was doubled over laughing right in front of him. It got to the point where I couldn't even breathe in and then I woke up.

*This guy: http://www.marksdailyapple.com/ (http://www.marksdailyapple.com/)

he works out 7 days a week for 30 minutes, and sometimes 10 minutes.

!!!


Nothing could be more paleo than that, bro. Mark Sisson is a prophet.

he is true paleo.. he doesn't even take showers or where clothes, or shoes.

Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on July 07, 2010, 12:19:24 pm
Last night I dreamed that I was hanging out with my little brother at the beach, and I said that line from "Supa Dupa Fly" where she goes, "Beep beep, who got the keys to the jeep? Vrrrrrooooom" and my brother pretty much lost his mind from laughing so hard. Not sure why he thought it was so funny, although that IS a great line.

Seems to be a lot of laughter in my dreams recently.  ;D
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 07, 2010, 03:51:27 pm
Last night I dreamed that I was hanging out with my little brother at the beach, and I said that line from "Supa Dupa Fly" where she goes, "Beep beep, who got the keys to the jeep? Vrrrrrooooom" and my brother pretty much lost his mind from laughing so hard. Not sure why he thought it was so funny, although that IS a great line.

Seems to be a lot of laughter in my dreams recently.  ;D

nice.. i can't really recall laughing in a dream to be honest, which is weird.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 08, 2010, 04:40:56 pm
OK OK OK

my dreaming lately has been insane, and this one takes the cake.. especially since i resumed it every time after i woke up/fell back to sleep.

i dreamt i was in some post apocolyptic world.. i was running for my life throughout all of these blown up buildings, trying to avoid these crazy cyborg looking cops.. i killed a few cops and stole their laser guns.. save 20 kids on top of a roof and gave them laser guns.. one building collapsed as i was jumping onto another roof.. i was jumping from roof to roof trying to stay unseen by these psychos.. this guy who was like 15 ft tall pushed down a building as he was getting laser'd to death.

prior to alot of that all I had was this long kitchen knife so i used that on some individuals to get some weapons.. towards the end everything was exploding as i was on this roof top, watching it, just chillin.. then it faded out.

WTF

insane.. i didnt even go over 5% of the dream either.. felt like i was there for a day.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Joe on July 12, 2010, 10:00:36 am
OK OK OK

my dreaming lately has been insane, and this one takes the cake.. especially since i resumed it every time after i woke up/fell back to sleep.

i dreamt i was in some post apocolyptic world.. i was running for my life throughout all of these blown up buildings, trying to avoid these crazy cyborg looking cops.. i killed a few cops and stole their laser guns.. save 20 kids on top of a roof and gave them laser guns.. one building collapsed as i was jumping onto another roof.. i was jumping from roof to roof trying to stay unseen by these psychos.. this guy who was like 15 ft tall pushed down a building as he was getting laser'd to death.

prior to alot of that all I had was this long kitchen knife so i used that on some individuals to get some weapons.. towards the end everything was exploding as i was on this roof top, watching it, just chillin.. then it faded out.

WTF

insane.. i didnt even go over 5% of the dream either.. felt like i was there for a day.

That sounds awesome.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on July 12, 2010, 12:57:24 pm
all that running and saving people must be killing your power
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 19, 2010, 04:17:32 am
OK OK OK

my dreaming lately has been insane, and this one takes the cake.. especially since i resumed it every time after i woke up/fell back to sleep.

i dreamt i was in some post apocolyptic world.. i was running for my life throughout all of these blown up buildings, trying to avoid these crazy cyborg looking cops.. i killed a few cops and stole their laser guns.. save 20 kids on top of a roof and gave them laser guns.. one building collapsed as i was jumping onto another roof.. i was jumping from roof to roof trying to stay unseen by these psychos.. this guy who was like 15 ft tall pushed down a building as he was getting laser'd to death.

prior to alot of that all I had was this long kitchen knife so i used that on some individuals to get some weapons.. towards the end everything was exploding as i was on this roof top, watching it, just chillin.. then it faded out.

WTF

insane.. i didnt even go over 5% of the dream either.. felt like i was there for a day.

That sounds awesome.

ya it was.. i love sleeping because of dreams like that.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 19, 2010, 04:21:07 am
the other night i had this dream that felt like an hour or so, but was 5 minutes.. i dozed off and im training outside doing walking lunges for a while, next to this canal, then this car was creeping on me on this canal road, so i started running and it chased me through the grass/dirt/mud etc.. then i woke up.




last night:

long story short, i had a dream that i diced up this timothy mc veigh looked terrorist who had a bomb wired into his skin.. i diced him up real nasty with a rambo knife.. then somehow i was in this ring boxing this kid i used to train, who i hated, complete pussy, and i punched him and he flew out of the ring and was out or dead, something out of mike tyson's punchout.. then i was watching it on reply.. then i was fighting someone who looked like klitchko.. then i woke up during that fight.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on July 19, 2010, 01:17:45 pm
been having tons of dreams lately

today- went walking with this dime, showed her my 6 pack but wen i pulled my shirt up, i had a beerbelly and she ran away.

a few days ago- (somehow i knew i was in italy)  went to this mansion to speak with some old woman. we needed an air conditioner (which is true in real life) and got a ridiculously goodprice. then we were exiting the mansion and we got sprayed by this 50 ft tall fountain that looked sick. then my mom and dad dropped me off at skool. (although it didnt look like my current hs) but when i walked in, it was 3 30pm which is when the late buses for kids staying after skool leave. i was like wtf. then i went to my car which was parked in the skool parking lot. ( although i dont have a car) when i walked in, i fell asleep and was awakened to being completely covered with bugs. it was gross. then i woke up.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on July 19, 2010, 05:30:30 pm
i like zgin's dream, it's like my dreams: super random.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 19, 2010, 05:35:10 pm
been having tons of dreams lately

today- went walking with this dime, showed her my 6 pack but wen i pulled my shirt up, i had a beerbelly and she ran away.

lol, that's somehow a product of that young high jump girl showing her abs on that video.. funny
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on July 19, 2010, 10:31:03 pm
been having tons of dreams lately

today- went walking with this dime, showed her my 6 pack but wen i pulled my shirt up, i had a beerbelly and she ran away.

lol, that's somehow a product of that young high jump girl showing her abs on that video.. funny

i didnt see the vid
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 20, 2010, 07:42:17 pm
ok so, briefly, im at my house with a gatlin gun (huge machine gun), and cops are surrounding my house.. so i started offing them like terminator, then i take off on foot, in a battle with them for miles.. until i reach some parking garage.. and im running out of ammo.. then i just wake up.

was pretty crazy though.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Joe on July 21, 2010, 06:08:42 pm
ok so, briefly, im at my house with a gatlin gun (huge machine gun), and cops are surrounding my house.. so i started offing them like terminator, then i take off on foot, in a battle with them for miles.. until i reach some parking garage.. and im running out of ammo.. then i just wake up.

was pretty crazy though.

You have violent dreams.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 22, 2010, 03:55:29 am
ok so, briefly, im at my house with a gatlin gun (huge machine gun), and cops are surrounding my house.. so i started offing them like terminator, then i take off on foot, in a battle with them for miles.. until i reach some parking garage.. and im running out of ammo.. then i just wake up.

was pretty crazy though.

You have violent dreams.

ya the shit last night was insane.. couldn't really remember it after the third dream though, i know it was action packed.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Joe on July 26, 2010, 05:21:06 pm
Frank Yang dream journal:

Eating my Own Dream

I had a lucid dream where I decided to eat and digest the dream itself until I shit out reality.

A lucid dream is when you know you are dreaming during the dream, so you could basically do anything that you want in it because you know that in the dream world, anything is possible and that nothing has consequenecs. So it's a space where you get to act out all of your darkest desires and fantasies that were forbidden in reality.

The last time I had a lucid dream I was happily jumping out of the window of my 12 story building and landing on old ladies and driving a huge boat (Titanic sized) on the freeway while running over cars and people and devouring little pre-teen girls that were in the way.

I guess I went to sleep with an empty stomach last night, because this time in my dream I had decided to eat everything that was in it, INCLUDING THE DREAM ITSELF.

Everything started out with me pealing a banana. What the banana skin wrapped around wasn’t a solid banana, but the fabric of language itself in its deepest essence. Its form and content were both represented by the words “EAT IT”. So I did what it said.

I started from the room I was in. I licked and chewed up the ceilings of the room, worked my way up to the walls. The lines between the walls were delicious, so were the corners. Then I began eating all the furniture – chairs, sofas, pillows, and tables. Next, I devoured all the accessories. Clocks were my favorite (hours tasted better than minutes, and minutes tasted better than seconds) followed by the computer screen, speakers, the white keyboards on the piano, and my new portable DVD player.

I moved on to eating information. Even though they weren’t concrete and physical, they filled my stomach up more than anything else I had eaten so far. I ate all 300 new facebook status updates, my ex girlfriend’s old emails, and word documents of all the essays I wrote in college. Then I devoured JPG images of porn stars until all the pixels were stuck in between my teeth. Ironically, the still life painting of delicious looking fruits was the least tasty part of the entire room. I didn’t know whether it was the form or the content of the artwork that tasted bad, but it was disgusting.

After I finished eating all the inanimate objects, I began eating things that were alive. Since I’d eaten all the concrete objects that these organisms could firmly stand and lean on and sit on, they floated in mid-air. This was good because it made it easier for me to hunt them down. I started with all the cockroaches that used to crawl on my walls, and then my family dog. Finally I ate my grandpa. I was very excited because I've always wondered what consciousness tasted like, if it has any tastes to it at all. His brain tasted awesome because it contained a lot of deep thoughts and memories and emotions. Brains always tasted good when they were filled with good old memories. They have to be happy memories though because depressed thoughts always tasted sour. That’s why I don’t like the brains of babies. They hardly have anything nutritious in them. Despite a few genetic dispositions, a baby’s mind is more or less a blank slate.

After everything material was eaten, I began eating the last frontier of my dream – the fabric of space and time of the dream itself. I always wondered whether space could rip. The answer was yes (at least in the dream world), but not without effort. It took a lot of energy to tear down the fabric of space with my teeth (a couple of them fell out during the process), but I did it anyway and it tasted like the hybrid between time and nothingness. Since time was so soft and was almost liquidized, I could not chew it, so I sucked it in with my nostrils and mouth with all my might.

When the last bit of time was digested in my stomach, I began to excrete. If the food was the dream itself, then its product is reality. In other words, reality was coming out of my asshole.

Since I was having a lucid dream, I was partly in reality and partly in the dream world. This is when I realized that the last thing I had to eat was myself in order to give birth to another self that would be weavened into reality as a part of its fabric. That means when the dream was giving birth to reality, parts of me that were doing the birthing in the dream world were dissolving and dissipating as soon as the fabric of reality was materializing itself atom by atom and minute by minute. In other words, by eating myself, I was materializing and coming into being in reality while de-materializing and disappearing and been digested at the same time in the dream world. My desertion and evaporation in the dream world by digestion were precisely the energy and impulses that were given rise to reality and the awakened state itself.

Finally, I stopped shitting. Everything is now real and I am awakened. But the real world looks, tastes, and feels just like the dream itself. I am now in the same room, starring at the ceilings and walls and furniture that I had just eaten. And there is my Grandma sitting there, taking a nap on his usual spot. But how can I eat his brains now that both of us are in reality, in fully awakened states of consciousness? Or maybe THIS is the dream world and that the other edible world was reality itself? Am I dreaming of a reality, or is reality dreaming me?

I guess the only way to find out is to eat it, whatever "it" is.

I guess I could start out with the ceilings again…
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 29, 2010, 06:32:34 am
ok so i keep thinking about this dream, happened 3 days ago or so.. dno why i keep thinking about it.

anyway, long story short, very vivid dream.. i see some object, turns out to be a ufo.. im outside training.. so i run home to get my HD cam.. then i run back out to the park to film it.. so im filming some crazy ufo shit.

that's about it.

peace
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on July 29, 2010, 12:11:00 pm
ok so i keep thinking about this dream, happened 3 days ago or so.. dno why i keep thinking about it.

anyway, long story short, very vivid dream.. i see some object, turns out to be a ufo.. im outside training.. so i run home to get my HD cam.. then i run back out to the park to film it.. so im filming some crazy ufo shit.

that's about it.

peace

AND THEN YOUR CAMERA TURNS INTO AN GRENADE LAUNCHER AND YOU BLAST THAT MOTHERFUCKING UFO INTO THE STRATOSPHERE!

Right?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Joe on July 29, 2010, 12:18:05 pm
This one time LBSS made a funny joke. Must have been a dream.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 29, 2010, 05:52:07 pm
ok so i keep thinking about this dream, happened 3 days ago or so.. dno why i keep thinking about it.

anyway, long story short, very vivid dream.. i see some object, turns out to be a ufo.. im outside training.. so i run home to get my HD cam.. then i run back out to the park to film it.. so im filming some crazy ufo shit.

that's about it.

peace

AND THEN YOUR CAMERA TURNS INTO AN GRENADE LAUNCHER AND YOU BLAST THAT MOTHERFUCKING UFO INTO THE STRATOSPHERE!

Right?

no, i think i got abducted and probed.. i actually am starting to think this incident really happened.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Joe on July 30, 2010, 09:55:55 am
I had a really long and rather vivid dream.

I am in my school, except the lockers are like 1.5 times taller and a bit wider. I go to my locker, which happens to be next door to the classroom of my favourite teacher in 8th grade. We talk for a bit, then I tell him I have to go. I start walking away from the classroom when I encounter a friend of mine. We walk around looking ast all the changes from when  IWas last in school and talk for a while, then that day ends.

The next day I come into school again. I spend about 45 minutes running around looking for my locker, but cannot find it. I see a really fat teacher, who I remember having something to do with locker assignments, but she refused to help me, bitch. So, I go to my first class, which is econ, despite being where the science labs usually are, and tell my teacher I will be back as soon as possible after I find my locker.  I run outsifde the school, for some reason, and in place of the London landscape there is a skate park, a pool, bamboo trees, and a ninja temple. I run back to class with my backpack, and my teacher tells me to sit wherever I want. I sit with a few of the people I hang out with in real life. The class was supposedly economics, but we spent the entire time debating legal and moral matters and being taught about the procedure of law. That went on for a while, there was even a formal debate. I leave that classroom and look out a nearby window: night had fallen. I go to my next class, bodybuilding 101, heh. It takes place at an indoor swimming pool. We split into groups, and for some reason Seth Rogen is in one of the other groups (he was also sitting in the back of my econ class). Brucelee, from this forum is in my group. Each group has to come up with a rap and a posing routine then dive in the pool. When it is my groups turn I start rapping and posing, but no one else does, and Brucelee walks away looking really sad. So I get out of the pool, and am suddenly dressed again. I follow Brucelee, but before I catch up with him my friend who I sat with in econ class joins me. He is short, Chinese and really good at parkour (in real life). We go outside, but Seth Rogen and his group from the bodybuilding class stop us, nothing really happens, we just talk and then leave. By the time we catch up with Brucelee we are at the Ninja Temple. Brucelee looks really sad. The ninja temple is on a hill about 100 metres above everything else, with trees that look like a hybrid between palm and bamboo growing all around it. Brucelee jumps off the side, only to be caught by a branch of one of the trees. My parkour doing friend dives down and saves Brucelee. The dream ended there.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on July 30, 2010, 10:22:04 am
Nice dream, Joe.

Two nights ago I dreamed that I was shaving. I finished and then realized as I was getting dressed that I had missed a spot just below my lower lip. I went back into the bathroom, shaved that spot and then as I was starting to get dressed again, I realized that I had missed a spot at the corner of my jaw. I felt very exasperated, but went back and fixed that. This happened several more times with various spots on my face and neck. Not a fun dream.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Joe on July 30, 2010, 10:25:58 am
Nice dream, Joe.

Two nights ago I dreamed that I was shaving. I finished and then realized as I was getting dressed that I had missed a spot just below my lower lip. I went back into the bathroom, shaved that spot and then as I was starting to get dressed again, I realized that I had missed a spot at the corner of my jaw. I felt very exasperated, but went back and fixed that. This happened several more times with various spots on my face and neck. Not a fun dream.

Hahaha. That would suck.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Joe on July 30, 2010, 02:24:28 pm
Upon rereading my own dream I have realized that I had two dreams which melded into one another. The swimming pool scene was a bridge between the school dream and the ninja dream. I can remember far fewer details about the ninja dream that school dream, despite it being more "recent."
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 30, 2010, 02:57:20 pm
Upon rereading my own dream I have realized that I had two dreams which melded into one another. The swimming pool scene was a bridge between the school dream and the ninja dream. I can remember far fewer details about the ninja dream that school dream, despite it being more "recent."

that's probably where bruclee anally raped you.. :<
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 30, 2010, 02:59:55 pm
Nice dream, Joe.

Two nights ago I dreamed that I was shaving. I finished and then realized as I was getting dressed that I had missed a spot just below my lower lip. I went back into the bathroom, shaved that spot and then as I was starting to get dressed again, I realized that I had missed a spot at the corner of my jaw. I felt very exasperated, but went back and fixed that. This happened several more times with various spots on my face and neck. Not a fun dream.

i only get dreams like that when i'm getting sick.. when i'm getting sick i get the same dream over and over ALL night long, it's so painful.. as far back as I can remember, it's happened every single time.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Joe on August 03, 2010, 07:03:26 pm
Best, most intense, most in depth, longest dream ever last night. It felt like it lasted about three days. I do not remember many details, but I will try and outline it.

I am at a "party" with some friends, which is odd, as I hate parties, but I digress. It is a beach or pool party. I am in some shed outside with the people who appear to be my closest friends. We are smoking a pipe, next to some hydroponic set up. The dad of my friend who is hosting the party knocks on the door. We try to hide everything, but he comes in before we got the chance to. He flips out at us. He is a cop with the local homicide department. This part of the dream ends here.

I wake up. It is about 10 years later. I am now a cop in the homicide department of some ritzy seaside city. My bedroom is fancy as shit. Huge bed, silver duvet on a black, fabric coated frame. Baby blue carpet. Sliding white wardrobe doors. I walk out of my bedroom. It opens practically straight onto a flight of stairs, much like these: (http://www.kpsell.com/images/trendir/002052/cast-staircase-swing.jpg)

The stairs a perpendicular to the wall though, and end in the middle of a large room. The room is a combined living room and kitchen. I get dressed, light blue shirt, a pair of chinos. There is a thin, long haired, brunette woman in the kitchen. She is my room-mate and my partner for investigations.

The dream from then is more blurry, but I can remember the plot, roughly.

We are called to investigate three murder scenes, each of the bodies has a note nearby. The note contains some immensely difficult word puzzle. Solving the puzzles leads us to the killer. There is a chase scene. Turns out he was the dad at the party. We lose him. He was bullied in school. We find the house in the city furthest away from all the schools, or something along those lines. Find the murderer there. ???. Profit.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on August 03, 2010, 07:38:31 pm
(http://www.textually.org/tv/archives/images/set3/miami-vice6.jpg)

That's Joe on the left.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Joe on August 03, 2010, 07:39:52 pm
(http://www.textually.org/tv/archives/images/set3/miami-vice6.jpg)

That's Joe on the left.

LOLOLOLOL
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on August 04, 2010, 08:26:39 pm
i had a dream last night, where i was trying to watch a movie and the cops were surrounding my house/invading the house.. but when they got to me i acted like i had a bomb, so that i could finish watching the movie.. so with guns drawn on my i just watched the movie and threatened to blow everyone up if they came after me.. so movie ended and then i got arrested.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on August 04, 2010, 09:05:40 pm
i dreamed i got an awesome blowjob a few nights ago.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on August 06, 2010, 05:57:40 am
ok me and some friends are driving somewhere to this rural area. we are renting a condo in the middle of nowhere. looking back on it, i realize that 1 of the passengers sounds like andrew darqui. anyway, im driving and im eating a snickers bar. (i cant even remember the last time i had a candy bar)  so anyway, while driving, i turn around and say, "its good for vert." then all of a sudden, i turn into one of those people who have a face that resembles a rabbit. i lose control of the car and crash into a pole. as a result of the crash, all of the passengers become mexican somehow. so now we have 4 mexicans and a rabbit. when we get to the condo, we insist on building a volleyball net because in my dream, mexicans love volleyball similar to the black people eating watermelon stereotype. then i remember hopping around the backyard, altho i was traveling like a kangaroo.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on August 06, 2010, 05:59:26 am
ok me and some friends are driving somewhere to this rural area. we are renting a condo in the middle of nowhere. looking back on it, i realize that 1 of the passengers sounds like andrew darqui. anyway, im driving and im eating a snickers bar. (i cant even remember the last time i had a candy bar)  so anyway, while driving, i turn around and say, "its good for vert." then all of a sudden, i turn into one of those people who have a face that resembles a rabbit. i lose control of the car and crash into a pole. as a result of the crash, all of the passengers become mexican somehow. so now we have 4 mexicans and a rabbit. when we get to the condo, we insist on building a volleyball net because in my dream, mexicans love volleyball similar to the black people eating watermelon stereotype. then i remember hopping around the backyard, altho i was traveling like a kangaroo.

LOL
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on August 06, 2010, 09:37:11 am
wtf i took a 20min nap and had another dream. im at this basketball camp. all of the kids there are extremely shitty. 1 of the counselors/coaches is my hs gym teacher who coaches girls basketball. another is a black guy that i recognize in prior dreams but im not sure from which one. i think i had a dream where i was reading about this black guy who is a counselor here. he is known for his weird sense of fashion and was apparently a good baller when he was young. hes like 25 tho. another counselor is a friend of mine who played d1 college basketball and started as a sophmore at syracuse and was a counselor/coach at a camp i went to when i first met him ~3 years ago. so anyway, we go inside this big gym with the lights off and play knockout. there was like 20 kids so there was 10 on each basket and if u survived on one basket, ud have to run top the other basket.etc. the weird thing was that there was no lines when i was playing. when i would run to the next basket, i was always up. somehow, after like 3 rounds, there was me and one shitty basketball player left. he went first and was terrible but i had 5 chances to defeat him (1 free throw and 4 layups) but i missed all of them somehow. then when he finally made his layup, i made my layup. but nobody won the knockout game because he shot first. btw this dream was all in a pitch black gym, couldnt see very well.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on August 06, 2010, 09:38:08 am
when he was young. hes like 25 tho.

LOL
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on August 06, 2010, 04:04:16 pm
i had a really odd dream last night.. i was driving some girl home and i went into this place, where i had to handle snakes.. i had to hold venomous snakes by the side of their face, squeezing hard, so they couldn't bite, then pass them off to someone else.. it went on like this for a while.. everything was rattle-snake looking.. someone got bit.. girl disappeared halfway throguh the dream.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on August 06, 2010, 05:13:48 pm
i had a really odd dream last night.. i was driving some girl home and i went into this place, where i had to handle snakes.. i had to hold venomous snakes by the side of their face, squeezing hard, so they couldn't bite, then pass them off to someone else.. it went on like this for a while.. everything was rattle-snake looking.. someone got bit.. girl disappeared halfway throguh the dream.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ObhvOeNCKhs&feature=related (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ObhvOeNCKhs&feature=related)
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on August 08, 2010, 02:11:16 am
i had a really odd dream last night.. i was driving some girl home and i went into this place, where i had to handle snakes.. i had to hold venomous snakes by the side of their face, squeezing hard, so they couldn't bite, then pass them off to someone else.. it went on like this for a while.. everything was rattle-snake looking.. someone got bit.. girl disappeared halfway throguh the dream.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ObhvOeNCKhs&feature=related (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ObhvOeNCKhs&feature=related)

psychotic, but somehow relevant.. i could have been in one of those and just not known it.. interesting
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on August 14, 2010, 06:25:16 pm
lately iv been waking up and not remembering any dreams. (as usual)         strangely, parts of dreams comeback to me in flashes in random parts of the day. for example, i was walking when i remembered a part of my dream in which i was eating an apple. but the pieces of the dream that flash back to me are not related.


today, i did remember my dream. it was in a world where gov security/crimefighting was so strong. i kept witnessing people getting caught in random stores. then, it flashed to where i was the one being chased by gov. i was hiding in this really good spot in someone's  garden. completely hidden in the front and sides by plants, and behind me there was a wooden fence that enclosed me in a half circle. somehow, the government found me but i did not see them. they were on the other side of the wall. they told me to get out but i figured it was impossible to see me. ( which it was)    then, they somehow made the fence behind me go into thin air, and shot me in the head. i was dead.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on August 16, 2010, 05:02:22 pm
lately iv been waking up and not remembering any dreams. (as usual)         strangely, parts of dreams comeback to me in flashes in random parts of the day. for example, i was walking when i remembered a part of my dream in which i was eating an apple. but the pieces of the dream that flash back to me are not related.


today, i did remember my dream. it was in a world where gov security/crimefighting was so strong. i kept witnessing people getting caught in random stores. then, it flashed to where i was the one being chased by gov. i was hiding in this really good spot in someone's  garden. completely hidden in the front and sides by plants, and behind me there was a wooden fence that enclosed me in a half circle. somehow, the government found me but i did not see them. they were on the other side of the wall. they told me to get out but i figured it was impossible to see me. ( which it was)    then, they somehow made the fence behind me go into thin air, and shot me in the head. i was dead.

sounds like a futuristic big-brother takeover, something out of v for vendetta..

very cool dream except for the being shot part.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on August 16, 2010, 05:04:17 pm
i dreamed i was someone else.... some like, fat computer tech guy.. very odd.. i was going through some land where sharks and shit lived on the land, floating around.. so i was traversing that landscape for a while.. then we're in a casino, me and my co-worker, then it kind of turns into the red light district, then there were more sharks floating around in that casino/hotel.. then i woke up in the dream as myself video taping my workout yesterday, but video taping pullups/dips, which i didn't do..

then i woke up.

wtf?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on August 19, 2010, 11:08:19 pm
I was sitting in the driver's seat of a car in a parking lot. Not sure what I was doing there. Anyway I was waiting for a while and then I looked down to the right and noticed that there was a lioness in the back seat resting her head on the divider between the front seats. I immediately started freaking out but kept cool externally because she was clearly alive and just resting. Didn't want to spook her. Then we started having a conversation about something. Wish I could remember what. Anyway, the whole time I was thinking, "She's gonna bite my head, she's gonna maul my face!"

Eventually she said it was time for her to go so I opened the door and she slid across my lap, kind of like a snake, onto the floor of the car and onto the ground. As soon as she was all the way outside the car I slammed the door, turned the car on and patched out trying to get out of there as fast as possible.

I was just a little ways down the road when I noticed movement in the back seat, turned around, and there was another lioness back there that hadn't been there before. Started freaking out again but keeping cool. Then I woke up.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Joe on August 19, 2010, 11:13:06 pm
I was sitting in the driver's seat of a car in a parking lot. Not sure what I was doing there. Anyway I was waiting for a while and then I looked down to the right and noticed that there was a lioness in the back seat resting her head on the divider between the front seats. I immediately started freaking out but kept cool externally because she was clearly alive and just resting. Didn't want to spook her. Then we started having a conversation about something. Wish I could remember what. Anyway, the whole time I was thinking, "She's gonna bite my head, she's gonna maul my face!"

Eventually she said it was time for her to go so I opened the door and she slid across my lap, kind of like a snake, onto the floor of the car and onto the ground. As soon as she was all the way outside the car I slammed the door, turned the car on and patched out trying to get out of there as fast as possible.

I was just a little ways down the road when I noticed movement in the back seat, turned around, and there was another lioness back there that hadn't been there before. Started freaking out again but keeping cool. Then I woke up.

"If a lion could speak, we could not understand him." - Wittgenstein
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on August 20, 2010, 06:11:32 am
i dreamed i was someone else.... some like, fat computer tech guy.. very odd.. i was going through some land where sharks and shit lived on the land, floating around.. so i was traversing that landscape for a while.. then we're in a casino, me and my co-worker, then it kind of turns into the red light district, then there were more sharks floating around in that casino/hotel.. then i woke up in the dream as myself video taping my workout yesterday, but video taping pullups/dips, which i didn't do..

then i woke up.

wtf?

u were brucelee. fat tech guy, theres sharks in cali, hes horny and wud want to go to red light district, and is a few hours drive from vegas
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on August 20, 2010, 04:40:05 pm
i dreamed i was someone else.... some like, fat computer tech guy.. very odd.. i was going through some land where sharks and shit lived on the land, floating around.. so i was traversing that landscape for a while.. then we're in a casino, me and my co-worker, then it kind of turns into the red light district, then there were more sharks floating around in that casino/hotel.. then i woke up in the dream as myself video taping my workout yesterday, but video taping pullups/dips, which i didn't do..

then i woke up.

wtf?

u were brucelee. fat tech guy, theres sharks in cali, hes horny and wud want to go to red light district, and is a few hours drive from vegas

looooool

true
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on August 20, 2010, 09:59:45 pm
insane dream last night.. im running with some dude i interned with.. we come up to a mall.. we go in.. then there's these huge dude's who look like chainsaw massacre people, ripping people apart.. one person got their spine ripped out.. so im running and i try to run and jump out of a window on the 2nd floor but i dont crash through the window, it breaks but i dont go through.. so i go to reset and one of those people is coming after me with a michette.. so i juke em out using barry sanders move and run full speed and fly through/fall on the ground/run off.

crazy shit
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on August 26, 2010, 11:09:02 am
i know i dreamed last night but i forgot what i was dreaming about. the only thing i can remember is getting a text from adarqui saying, "hi" i congratulated him on his slrvj in my reply.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on August 26, 2010, 05:51:32 pm
i know i dreamed last night but i forgot what i was dreaming about. the only thing i can remember is getting a text from adarqui saying, "hi" i congratulated him on his slrvj in my reply.

lol..

i had a nutty dream.. i was doing these massive jumps off like 6 flights of stairs and sticking the landing.. then trying to get some kid to video tape it with my canon hv30 so i could put it on my youtube.

hahaha
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on August 30, 2010, 09:36:52 am
Actually, adarq, I might have to qualify what I said earlier about your violent dreams not being an issue  :ninja: (theeeeere are those nice colons).

URL tells it all:

http://www.sciencenews.org/view/generic/id/61774/title/Violent_dreams_may_predict_illness_in_advance (http://www.sciencenews.org/view/generic/id/61774/title/Violent_dreams_may_predict_illness_in_advance)
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on August 30, 2010, 04:34:19 pm
Actually, adarq, I might have to qualify what I said earlier about your violent dreams not being an issue  :ninja: (theeeeere are those nice colons).

URL tells it all:

http://www.sciencenews.org/view/generic/id/61774/title/Violent_dreams_may_predict_illness_in_advance (http://www.sciencenews.org/view/generic/id/61774/title/Violent_dreams_may_predict_illness_in_advance)

eek... damn :/

i don't really lash out or yell or anything during the dreams, but i do sometimes wake up after 'being jolted' so i guess that is considered some movement.







on that note, i had an insane dream, another "the road" spinoff.. i had to defend myself against black jaguars this time, and psycho corrupt police, in the everglades, all i had was a rambo knife.

was badass!

pc
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on September 04, 2010, 07:28:22 pm
i had 5 dreams last night.. shit was insane.. by the time i got to logging i forgot the other two though, bleh!

teh dreams

diet coke: some girl at a restaurant gave me caffeine coke instead of diet and i was chewing her out for it and she cried.

bank robbery: i was witnessing a bank robbery, but a major FAIL one.. 5 guys repel from a helicopter into a bank, but can't unhook themselves from the ropes.. so they are struggling there until authorities arrive, a few get shot, a few flee in car, then they drive off a cliff by accident and die.

bball court: video taping myself at this really cool basketball court, surreal, doing jumps, could barely jump then got pissed and landed some nice jumps.

fuck forgot the other two
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on September 14, 2010, 04:38:19 am
I dreamed once that I could jump ~80 inches off two feet and was doing dunks like in NBA Jam etc, and thinking "hey it's not that hard". I was with my belly at the rim at pretty much every dunk attempt, and it felt easy.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on September 14, 2010, 04:46:10 pm
I dreamed once that I could jump ~80 inches off two feet and was doing dunks like in NBA Jam etc, and thinking "hey it's not that hard". I was with my belly at the rim at pretty much every dunk attempt, and it felt easy.

fun dream, i've had plenty of dreams where i can't dunk.. how shitty is that.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: vag on September 15, 2010, 01:47:28 am
I dreamed once that I could jump ~80 inches off two feet and was doing dunks like in NBA Jam etc, and thinking "hey it's not that hard". I was with my belly at the rim at pretty much every dunk attempt, and it felt easy.

fun dream, i've had plenty of dreams where i can't dunk.. how shitty is that.


Every now and then i dream that im jumping to dunk , im getting up high enough but i can't dunk : im not jumping ridiculous , just enough to dunk easy , like getting wrist 4-5'' above rim. And while im happy that i got there and try to throw it down its like the ball is glued in my hand , the motion slows down terribly and i get stuck , like hanging on the rim but with the ball in my hand. Its like those dreams that you want to run but your feet are glued , you want to hit someone but you cant power your hands etc , its a typical dream thing...
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on September 15, 2010, 03:00:22 am
I dreamed once that I could jump ~80 inches off two feet and was doing dunks like in NBA Jam etc, and thinking "hey it's not that hard". I was with my belly at the rim at pretty much every dunk attempt, and it felt easy.

fun dream, i've had plenty of dreams where i can't dunk.. how shitty is that.


Every now and then i dream that im jumping to dunk , im getting up high enough but i can't dunk : im not jumping ridiculous , just enough to dunk easy , like getting wrist 4-5'' above rim. And while im happy that i got there and try to throw it down its like the ball is glued in my hand , the motion slows down terribly and i get stuck , like hanging on the rim but with the ball in my hand. Its like those dreams that you want to run but your feet are glued , you want to hit someone but you cant power your hands etc , its a typical dream thing...

lol that sucks.. ya i've had similar.. i bet t-dub/TFB guys dream about the most amazing dunk sessions, nothing ever goes wrong, life is perfect, dunking bowling balls on 12' rims off drop step.. hah
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on September 15, 2010, 03:42:17 am
I just had a dream tonight that me and Nightfly were preparing for a sprinting competition. We were in the front of my building covered while it was raining and we were waiting for some other athletes to run (through the rain) to the competition so we can follow them there.

They went in but it was kind of strange because even though the guys went by us we were like "OK, these guys won't show up (WTF) so we might as well go by ourselves there".

So we went to the competition in rain having those athletic thighs on us, and into a building of some kind where there were doors and walls in between each sprinting lane. There were doors at the starting line so you could see the guys on the other lanes but walls from there on forward so you couldn't see the other people, like you were sprinting alone (we might have something here?).

And as we came in we saw one of the centers for one Romanian basketball team in the 1st Division that we always make fun of at games... he was there preparing for his sprint. But he wasn't in what you'd call a regular sprinting stance...he was positioned sideways like he was about to run through all the doors ahead of him (along the track). Maybe he knew something...

I didn't have a chance to see what happens because my phone rang to wake me up to go to work...
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on September 15, 2010, 03:46:04 am
I just had a dream tonight that me and Nightfly were preparing for a sprinting competition. We were in the front of my building covered while it was raining and we were waiting for some other athletes to run (through the rain) to the competition so we can follow them there.

They went in but it was kind of strange because even though the guys went by us we were like "OK, these guys won't show up (WTF) so we might as well go by ourselves there".

So we went to the competition in rain having those athletic thighs on us, and into a building of some kind where there were doors and walls in between each sprinting lane. There were doors at the starting line so you could see the guys on the other lanes but walls from there on forward so you couldn't see the other people, like you were sprinting alone (we might have something here?).

And as we came in we saw one of the centers for one Romanian basketball team in the 1st Division that we always make fun of at games... he was there preparing for his sprint. But he wasn't in what you'd call a regular sprinting stance... he was on the side so to speak... with his left leg on the start line and his right to the ... right of the left leg ;)

I didn't have a chance to see what happens because my phone rang to wake me up to go to work...

hah sucks.. can you dream resume? too bad you had to goto work or you could possibly have dream resumed it.. when i don't have anything to do i can usually resume dreams that i'm having, when i'm woken up like that and want to know more of the dream.. it's cool shit.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on September 15, 2010, 03:52:55 am
It's crazy because I was thinking yesterday, when I saw you write LEVEL 7, about crazy stuff like this:

Have two walls: one wall behind the athlete and one wall 100m of the athlete ahead. Also walls to the side, so the athlete is running in a cubicle. Now the walls in front and back can raise and lower to block the athlete. Have one hungry/angry bear released 100m behind him. Both walls hit the ground and block whoever is in between them as soon as either the bear or the athlete cross their respective finish lines (for the bear it's the athletes starting line, for the athlete it's a line 100m ahead of that).

So basically, if the athlete finishes first he'll be OK because he'll have two walls in between him and the bear. If the bear finishes first, then the athlete will be trapped in between the two walls with the bear inside that space as well. :D

I was thinking about this because my sister said to me when we were in the mountains that she thought once you see a bear you should run... so I saw LEVEL 7, I thought about all this ^^^ and now I dreamed what I wrote above.

Crazy shit and correlations happening in the brain. Maybe that stupid center (basketball player) was the bear? Whatever.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on September 15, 2010, 04:00:26 am
It's crazy because I was thinking yesterday, when I saw you write LEVEL 7, about crazy stuff like this:

Have two walls: one wall behind the athlete and one wall 100m of the athlete ahead. Also walls to the side, so the athlete is running in a cubicle. Now the walls in front and back can raise and lower to block the athlete. Have one hungry/angry bear released 100m behind him. Both walls hit the ground and block whoever is in between them as soon as either the bear or the athlete cross their respective finish lines (for the bear it's the athletes starting line, for the athlete it's a line 100m ahead of that).

So basically, if the athlete finishes first he'll be OK because he'll have two walls in between him and the bear. If the bear finishes first, then the athlete will be trapped in between the two walls with the bear inside that space as well. :D

I was thinking about this because my sister said to me when we were in the mountains that she thought once you see a bear you should run... so I saw LEVEL 7, I thought about all this ^^^ and now I dreamed what I wrote above.

Crazy shit and correlations happening in the brain. Maybe that stupid center (basketball player) was the bear? Whatever.

ya man stuff like that happens to me all the time too, brain twists things around then i somehow dream about variations of that..

definitely putting that in level-7 thread, that's good stuff :)
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on September 15, 2010, 06:37:27 am
Yeah I get all kinds of crazy torture stuff in my head it just won't stop. I could go on forever. :-X
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on September 15, 2010, 10:23:53 am
From earlier this week.

The details of the first half of the dream are vague, but I know that in general I was with a group where people kept dying or suffering weird puncture-type wounds (including me). Very much a horror-movie feel, like, "Who's the killer?" So we were trying to figure it out and we ended up in this creepy old house owned, apparently, by the receptionist in my office. She's a fat middle-aged lady, perfectly nice as far as I can tell although I don't interact with her much. We had some theory about why the source of the evil would be in this house so she let us in so we could look around. We were snooping and opening and doors and whatnot and then someone opened a door to the basement and thousands of bats started flying out and swarming around. "Aha!" we thought. "That makes sense...bats!" And then a little creature that looked like an ewok but which in the dream was clearly called a hobbit walked out and started coming toward us. It seemed about ewok-sized as it came out the door but as it moved toward us it got smaller and smaller until finally it was about 4 or 5 inches tall.

We were satisfied with the bat answer but then we turned around and the receptionist-lady (Sharon) was standing there, kind of looming, and started to make some speech about how foolish we were and her powers and her teeth got real long and sharp and she turned bright red and she was smiling very creepily.

Then I woke up.

Then later, as I was remembering the dream, I began to realize that there were all kinds of very cinematic touches here and there foreshadowing the fact that Sharon was the evil thing. For example, there was a "shot" while we were snooping around in which she could be seen in the kitchen in the background, kind of out of focus, putting live frogs into a pot and kind of smiling.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on September 16, 2010, 05:01:56 am
From earlier this week.

The details of the first half of the dream are vague, but I know that in general I was with a group where people kept dying or suffering weird puncture-type wounds (including me). Very much a horror-movie feel, like, "Who's the killer?" So we were trying to figure it out and we ended up in this creepy old house owned, apparently, by the receptionist in my office. She's a fat middle-aged lady, perfectly nice as far as I can tell although I don't interact with her much. We had some theory about why the source of the evil would be in this house so she let us in so we could look around. We were snooping and opening and doors and whatnot and then someone opened a door to the basement and thousands of bats started flying out and swarming around. "Aha!" we thought. "That makes sense...bats!" And then a little creature that looked like an ewok but which in the dream was clearly called a hobbit walked out and started coming toward us. It seemed about ewok-sized as it came out the door but as it moved toward us it got smaller and smaller until finally it was about 4 or 5 inches tall.

We were satisfied with the bat answer but then we turned around and the receptionist-lady (Sharon) was standing there, kind of looming, and started to make some speech about how foolish we were and her powers and her teeth got real long and sharp and she turned bright red and she was smiling very creepily.

Then I woke up.

Then later, as I was remembering the dream, I began to realize that there were all kinds of very cinematic touches here and there foreshadowing the fact that Sharon was the evil thing. For example, there was a "shot" while we were snooping around in which she could be seen in the kitchen in the background, kind of out of focus, putting live frogs into a pot and kind of smiling.

pretty cool, you recalled & restated that dream very well.. you should follow her after work (IRL) and see what she's upto, could have been a telekenetic dream.

i havn't been "trying" to remember my dreams lately, which is kind of odd.. it's kind of interesting though, i have this hunch that when i do interval walks with short sprints mixed in, that's when i have really insane dreams.. i really havn't been doing any interval sprints lately during my walks, and i can't even recall any of my recent dreams, nothing "crazy" comes to mind.. when im interval sprinting during my walks, it's almost like i'm being chased/chasing something.

Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on September 24, 2010, 03:55:20 pm
had a very cool dream, was by the canal nearby, and a tornado was coming, and their were people everywhere outside running for safety, so im running from the tornado then jump in the canal and hold onto some reebar, then mech warrior robots start coming out of the sky killing everyone.. then i'm in an insane hotel, scenery amazing, in something out of Clue where people are all plotting against each other, i was just walking through the hotel/grounds though checking out the scenery.

cool shizz
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on October 11, 2010, 03:35:31 am
I just dreamed that adarqui came in Romania, while me and Nightfly were searching for an apartment near a gypsy ghetto... there were a TON of gypsies outside talking crap while we were around browsing, only to find out that my ex-teacher (classes 1-4) was in supervising the projects...

Then adarqui came in, I don't remember what we talked about though... it started to fade away after I woke up. I think it was something about boxing, oh yeah - we met one weird violent, crazy guy - and I was like "hey you need to go train in boxing" and he was like "really, you think so? did you box?" so adarqui was "right... tell him (at least we can get rid of him)" so I recommended that guy to join "the only boxing gym around".

It was really weird. The conclusion was that "now I can come visit Florida, right" :D

PS. The reason why I dreamed "about" adarqui was because I just browsed through his facebook account yesterday evening, viewed some pictures (yes, it was limited to that, don't worry) etc.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on October 11, 2010, 05:27:58 am
I just dreamed that adarqui came in Romania, while me and Nightfly were searching for an apartment near a gypsy ghetto... there were a TON of gypsies outside talking crap while we were around browsing, only to find out that my ex-teacher (classes 1-4) was in supervising the projects...

Then adarqui came in, I don't remember what we talked about though... it started to fade away after I woke up. I think it was something about boxing, oh yeah - we met one weird violent, crazy guy - and I was like "hey you need to go train in boxing" and he was like "really, you think so? did you box?" so adarqui was "right... tell him (at least we can get rid of him)" so I recommended that guy to join "the only boxing gym around".

It was really weird. The conclusion was that "now I can come visit Florida, right" :D

PS. The reason why I dreamed "about" adarqui was because I just browsed through his facebook account yesterday evening, viewed some pictures (yes, it was limited to that, don't worry) etc.

hot!!!!!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on October 17, 2010, 05:32:46 am
OK so since I couldn't really sleep "well", I also had a strange dream:

I was with my mom to a country place of one of my mom's childhood friends. There were abandoned market buildings with groceries products still in the rafters. So my mom was like "hey, they won't need this anymore" and took a LOLLIPOP (WTF) and started sucking it (WTF). I was like "don't do that, you don't want to go to jail because of a stupid lollipop". So out of nowhere two cops showed up to arrest her, but we bribed them and they left.

Then I went home and in my balcony there was one yacht that was mine and two guys in a small boat that were banging into the yacht with the boat to break it. So I picked up a cell phone and called 911 (here it's 112 the emergency number, but I called 911) and after like 3 times ringing, one woman picked up the phone and say "yeeeeeeeees?". I was like "um... I have a problem". So in the middle of my dream I woke up for a short period I think, and then continued with my dream and was like "I just dreamed that there were two guys on a boat trying to bang into my yacht that is on my balcony. I know it sounds silly, but you gotta help me". And then I heard a strange noise, like the ones you usually hear in videogames, and went to look into my balcony and the yacht and the boat with the guys disappeared, and instead there was one giant orange fish in there (was like 10 feet long and pretty fat). Or maybe it was a horse (? I can't remember).

So I was like "nevermind..." on the phone and hung up. Then my cell phone rang to wake me up to go to the gym.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on October 17, 2010, 05:35:25 am
OK so since I couldn't really sleep "well", I also had a strange dream:

I was with my mom to a country place of one of my mom's childhood friends. There were abandoned market buildings with groceries products still in the rafters. So my mom was like "hey, they won't need this anymore" and took a LOLLIPOP (WTF) and started sucking it (WTF). I was like "don't do that, you don't want to go to jail because of a stupid lollipop". So out of nowhere two cops showed up to arrest her, but we bribed them and they left.

Then I went home and in my balcony there was one yacht that was mine and two guys in a small boat that were banging into the yacht with the boat to break it. So I picked up a cell phone and called 911 (here it's 112 the emergency number, but I called 911) and after like 3 times ringing, one woman picked up the phone and say "yeeeeeeeees?". I was like "um... I have a problem". So in the middle of my dream I woke up for a short period I think, and then continued with my dream and was like "I just dreamed that there were two guys on a boat trying to bang into my yacht that is on my balcony. I know it sounds silly, but you gotta help me". And then I heard a strange noise, like the ones you usually hear in videogames, and went to look into my balcony and the yacht and the boat with the guys disappeared, and instead there was one giant orange fish in there (was like 10 feet long and pretty fat). Or maybe it was a horse (? I can't remember).

So I was like "nevermind..." on the phone and hung up. Then my cell phone rang to wake me up to go to the gym.

hah nutty..

last night i dreamed about ufo's then i had a sexual encounter with some really hot chick, then my grandpa woke me up in the middle of that, was a good dream, so i was like.... 'shhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiitttttt'.

i can't remember all the details right now but it was heavily ufo based.

pc
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on October 17, 2010, 06:04:35 am
Maybe you were kidnapped? :ninja:

You probably have bionic legs now, so you better go out and test them.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on October 17, 2010, 03:54:11 pm
Maybe you were kidnapped? :ninja:

You probably have bionic legs now, so you better go out and test them.

that would be awesome, to get abducted by aliens and then they inject you with supreme vert enhancing technology.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on October 17, 2010, 04:04:49 pm
Yeah, them reading your mind and all that. Before you know it, you're flying and throwing down mexadats (alien term for "dunks"). Heck, how do I know all this?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on October 23, 2010, 05:45:33 am
had a dream that i had to fend off a pride of lions with two plastic pads that made a loud bang when i clapped them together.. which kept scaring them.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Nightfly on October 25, 2010, 04:40:39 pm
I dreamed that i was in a car with Mircea Badea a romanian TV Star, and was driving on a steep course at the mountains, and exactly when i say " people always fall in the river at this turn" an older model of my car goes by us and straight into the river. When i stop and look who was in the car i see the trainer from a romanian women's basketball team drowning
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on October 25, 2010, 05:14:18 pm
been dreaming alot lately. yesterday, i dreamed that i was driving on the highway and for some reason, I was sitting facing the window instead of the road. like i was shifted over 90 degrees. anyway because of this ackward position, wheni tried to hit the gas, i could only hit it hard enough to go 25mph on a 65mph road. my dad in the front seat (who is usually very calm and sometimes encourages me to drive fast) was freaking out because i was going so slow. my mom in the backseat (who always gets nervous, esp when  drive fast) was perfectly calm.

Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on October 25, 2010, 05:29:42 pm
Can you think how could the brain create so many different strange stuff in our dreams... I mean I think it's fantastic this stuff happens...
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on October 25, 2010, 05:33:12 pm
been dreaming alot lately. yesterday, i dreamed that i was driving on the highway and for some reason, I was sitting facing the window instead of the road. like i was shifted over 90 degrees. anyway because of this ackward position, wheni tried to hit the gas, i could only hit it hard enough to go 25mph on a 65mph road. my dad in the front seat (who is usually very calm and sometimes encourages me to drive fast) was freaking out because i was going so slow. my mom in the backseat (who always gets nervous, esp when  drive fast) was perfectly calm.



your best dream post yet, that is completely twisted.... awesome









Can you think how could the brain create so many different strange stuff in our dreams... I mean I think it's fantastic this stuff happens...

ya man, it really is amazing.. i love the dream world, i am excited to visit it every night ;d One day I will really focus on learning to astral project, that would make life perfect.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on October 25, 2010, 05:38:32 pm
I wonder what it would be if everybody was to post porn dreams so to speak... but heck, I won't because they're wayyy to twisted to be posted :ninja:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on October 25, 2010, 05:42:56 pm
I wonder what it would be if everybody was to post porn dreams so to speak... but heck, I won't because they're wayyy to twisted to be posted :ninja:

You mean other than your fantasy about your mom sucking on a lollipop?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on October 25, 2010, 05:45:40 pm
Yeah, besides that. That's WEAK!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on October 25, 2010, 05:46:18 pm
I wonder what it would be if everybody was to post porn dreams so to speak... but heck, I won't because they're wayyy to twisted to be posted :ninja:

i rarely ever get porn dreams
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on October 25, 2010, 05:54:47 pm
I kind of get them a lot but then again, I watch a lot of porn. I'm not sure if my crow would like this thread though.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on October 26, 2010, 07:01:11 am

[06:55am] GUTTS: im having like
[06:55am] GUTTS: dreams
[06:55am] GUTTS: and
[06:55am] GUTTS: dreams within dream
[06:55am] adarq: yup
[06:55am] GUTTS: and in that dream
[06:55am] adarq: melatonin wokrs
[06:55am] GUTTS: i have like
[06:55am] GUTTS: uh
[06:55am] GUTTS: whats that thing
[06:55am] GUTTS: i had sleep paralysis
[06:55am] adarq: machete
[06:55am] GUTTS: inside of a dream
[06:55am] GUTTS: it was horrible
[06:56am] adarq: hahaha
[06:56am] GUTTS: i was like
[06:56am] adarq: nice
[06:56am] GUTTS: trying to get my body to wake up
[06:56am] GUTTS: i kept hearing voices
[06:56am] GUTTS: from the dark side
[06:56am] GUTTS: and shit
[06:56am] GUTTS: and i like
[06:56am] GUTTS: tried to wake up for 15 mins straight
[06:56am] GUTTS: using every nerve in my body
[06:56am] GUTTS: but it would ignore
[06:56am] GUTTS: and then i finally did wake up
[06:56am] GUTTS: and in my dream after i woke up
[06:56am] GUTTS: i ran all over the house
[06:56am] GUTTS: and hit things
[06:57am] GUTTS: because i was pissed from the sleep paralysis
[06:57am] GUTTS: and then i did like
[06:57am] GUTTS: a flying knee to wall
[06:57am] GUTTS: and neighbors heard it
[06:57am] GUTTS: ( in dream, again )
[06:57am] adarq: awesome
[06:57am] GUTTS: not real life
[06:57am] GUTTS: rofl
[06:57am] adarq: awesome
[06:57am] GUTTS: it was liike
[06:57am] GUTTS: when i woke up
[06:57am] GUTTS: it was like a coil being unspringed
[06:57am] GUTTS: or some shit
[06:57am] GUTTS: i DASHED
[06:57am] adarq: u jolted?
[06:57am] GUTTS: like a crazy mofo
[06:57am] GUTTS: yes
[06:57am] GUTTS: jolted
[06:57am] adarq: nice
[06:57am] GUTTS: anime-style
[06:57am] GUTTS: dbz style
[06:57am] GUTTS: jolted
[06:57am] adarq: haha
[06:57am] GUTTS: shit was nuts
[06:58am] GUTTS: time for another dream maybe
[06:59am] adarq: u came on irc to tell us that?
[06:59am] GUTTS: yeah
[06:59am] GUTTS: i was look up the time
[06:59am] GUTTS: dont have a clock
[06:59am] GUTTS: in room
[07:00am] adarq: hah
[07:00am] adarq: sux
[07:00am] adarq: thats not good
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on October 26, 2010, 09:28:53 am
Yeah, besides that. That's OEDIPAL!

Fixed.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on November 06, 2010, 08:21:08 am
I’m on a baseball team. The team is filled with athletes from our school that i should be really good friends with but im not. we get along but we dont chill etc. We were hanging out in one of the kid's living room, just relaxing and talking. we had just won a big playoff game. we were talking about 1 member of our team who has a very loud and obnoxious dad. It didnt seem like we were talking shit about him though. we felt bad for him. Then my mom came out of nowhere and said to be a good team, we must care about each other, balance the egos, and stick together. then it flashforwards to a car ride. we are in a minivan, it's late at night and everybody is about to go to sleep. in a non-sexual way one of the kids starts stroking my leg. then i start stroking another kid's leg, and it starts a chain reaction. it wasnt sexual, it was like a team bonding. 10 sec into the stroking, everybody on our team falls asleep, and the dream ends.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on November 09, 2010, 04:54:50 am
lots of dreaming lately   iv had dreams the last 2 nights but forgot to log them.    in my dream, i was at my summer job which is really fun. I was hanging out with the boys in the back. then, these two girls that im friends with come over and give me a great big hug. haha.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: kbm12345 on November 10, 2010, 03:07:38 am
This is interesting! i just downloaded hemi sync lucid dreaming torrent. First time i used it i had a lucid dream, then the next day i did not. Its reall weird, it puts you to sleep while your on your back, then randomly after 90 min it wakes you up, then sort of trys to get you into a lucid state. Not sure what the sound it makes to wake you up. But yesterday i thought something had fkn attacked me in my sleep, jumped out of my bed like a mad man.

Hopefully tongiht i will have one again. Used to have like 3-4 a week when i really tried to have them. But none for the last 3 months :( Just needa keep telling myself when i wake up in the middle of the night that im going to have a lucid dream n it usually works. Want to get really good at them so can have em every night, imo sometimes dreams are better than real life.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on November 10, 2010, 05:31:28 pm
had a lovely dream during my nap today. I was super depressed/sad all day so it feels good. So Im staying after school for no reason. I walk over to the basketball gym and it turns into the gym that i had a summer membership at 1.5 years. I somehow know there is volunteering going on and I check it out. I ask if I can help sweep the floors when i get on court 1, and walk to court 2 when given a broom. When i get to court 2, i see my sponsor, who  was a member of my area's local elks club, of when i did a free throw shooting contest that i won a state championship in. We had a great relationship and I havent seen him in months. Then, we started sweeping and cleaning and I learned that the special olympics was held at the gym a few minutes ago and we are cleaning up after them. I really felt happy and finally, in place during this dream.

Interpretation: Joining the community service club at school= good idea. i have leaf raking community service in 4 days, and leaf raking is a similar motion to sweeping a broom. also, the basketball is significant because i have basketball tryouts in 5 days and i want to bring the success i had of winning a state-wide free throw shooting competition into basketball tryouts.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on November 12, 2010, 05:36:28 am
This is interesting! i just downloaded hemi sync lucid dreaming torrent. First time i used it i had a lucid dream, then the next day i did not. Its reall weird, it puts you to sleep while your on your back, then randomly after 90 min it wakes you up, then sort of trys to get you into a lucid state. Not sure what the sound it makes to wake you up. But yesterday i thought something had fkn attacked me in my sleep, jumped out of my bed like a mad man.

Hopefully tongiht i will have one again. Used to have like 3-4 a week when i really tried to have them. But none for the last 3 months :( Just needa keep telling myself when i wake up in the middle of the night that im going to have a lucid dream n it usually works. Want to get really good at them so can have em every night, imo sometimes dreams are better than real life.

Hemi sync... what?

http://www.new-mind.com/HemiSyncLucidDreaming/monroeinstituteluciddreaming.htm
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Leonel on November 13, 2010, 03:36:10 am
Had a very weird dream about you adarqui yesterday (no homo) haha. You get a phone call of jose mourinho, the coach of the soccer team real madrid. He sais that he heard a lot of good things of you and saw all your videos on youtube and read your forum etc. and that he wants that YOU get the athletic ability of his soccer players to the next levels that they can dominate their opponents even more in the second half of the season. So you think hell yeah this will be great. So you set them up on one of your routines. Lots of sprinting stuff and also quite a bit of strength work... Everything works great and the players make good improvements but then one of his many star players, cristiano ronaldo, gets injured in one of your training sessions. Jose mourinho is obviously pissed and fires you right away. You get into a bad argument with jose mourinho and eventually you beat the fuck out of him. At the end he lies unconscious and with his face all wrecked up on the ground... After that there is a cut and you decide to climb the mount everest in t shirt, basketball shorts and high socks and no material for climbing. Then I woke up... don't know if you would have made it.. I guess rather not! haha

I mean wtf?!?!? 
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on November 13, 2010, 08:23:13 am
Buahahaha 8) ;D
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: kbm12345 on November 13, 2010, 10:59:11 am


Hemi sync... what?

http://www.new-mind.com/HemiSyncLucidDreaming/monroeinstituteluciddreaming.htm

It was free and on front page of demonoid so thought i would try it, hasnt done much so far :(
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on November 21, 2010, 03:21:15 am
I've had the most incredible dream... I've never heard anything similar yet, so to me it's a "wonder" of a dream if you will:

First off, I remember I was playing basketball on an outside court and the coach of that "streetball team" was Stan Van Gundy. It's interesting because I went to bed thinking about how Orlando is going to play Indiana that night (middle of the night here in Romania), and SVG is the coach of the Magic. Then I remember I needed another basketball and met with Miles from here, who was going to the gym at that location and he gave me one ball that was kind of slippery and then another one that was more "streetball" and with better grip.

THEN - this incredibile thing happened: I somehow went to listen to a music videoclip. This clip was being sang by 5 people, looked like a 70's band. The main singer was from Romania but moved to the USA some time ago, and looked a bit like Benny Hill.

When they started singing - it was just incredible. The music was incredible and their voices were incredible. The voices were digitized - meaning the voices were going through synthesizers (you know, like in the 70's).

The incredible thing is this - how could the human brain create a music dynamics between five voices, percussion instruments, synthesizers, sincops (there were these as well, where the music would stop and one voice would be heard) ON THE FLY?????????????????? How can that even be possible??? I mean, I could accept that if it didn't make sense as music, like random music "ramblings". But this song, everything about it, made PERFECT sense like it was god-written if you will, like a great composer made it

It just blows my mind. Think about it - songs are being made over long periods of time, with notes, instrument dynamics being considered, analysis etc. How could my brain create something that made perfect sense ON THE FLY???

And no, I can't reproduce the song, but I remember it to great detail in a non-musical way. I remember the clip, the faces singing, one was entering a bar and then the instruments stopped (sincope) and there was a lone voice singing, I remember all this, but I don't remember the music. I remember these things and I can associate the figures with what was happening music wise - but other than the voices being synthesized, I can't give any further details. It just made perfect sense in my head and I don't think, one bit, that it just an impression because I have a "vivid" memory of the song but I can't express it.

To me, this is just one of the most unbelievable things I've ever been through, and probably will be a long time from now.

PS. Oh yeah, and I remember CharlieA returned to TVS. In my dream that is. He was saying a big mistake was to eat something, and then immediately try to eat again (wtf).
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: aiir on November 30, 2010, 01:30:15 am
I was in jail last night..... :-\
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: PointerRyan on December 06, 2010, 11:07:27 am
lol i stil lrememebr. i had a draem i got punished for not doing my school work and had to cut my penis off. I did it ,didnt hurt, jsut the whe ni cut it off, its like there was the skin there only. It was disgusting. It like became smaller and smaller , finalyl i flushed it down the toielt bowl. Seconds laqter, my penis grew back an inch.lol

And i cut it with a scissors
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on December 06, 2010, 11:17:11 am
lol i stil lrememebr. i had a draem i got punished for not doing my school work and had to cut my penis off. I did it ,didnt hurt, jsut the whe ni cut it off, its like there was the skin there only. It was disgusting. It like became smaller and smaller , finalyl i flushed it down the toielt bowl. Seconds laqter, my penis grew back an inch.lol

And i cut it with a scissors

Uh...  ???
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: ghettoracer on December 23, 2010, 03:53:37 pm
a lucid dream
by Frank M. Lin on Thursday, December 23, 2010 at 4:43pm

~12/10/2010 forgot to write down the time i created this note initially...  now it go updated.  arrg.

 

whoa, just had a weird and super lucid dream in the quick pre-gym nap.  i dreamed a huge ass earth quake hit, biggest ever i've been in.  and i've been in 2 fairly big ones, the 1989 San Francisco@ 6.9/7.1 and the 1999 @ 7.1/7.3 in Taiwan (which i thought i was going to die in that one).  but this one i was just in was far crazier and felt so real.  but the crazy part was in the dream couple people started to pray to buddah or their god not to die and i started doing a chi-kong stance and i start to levitate 3" off the groud (it was as if i was sucking up the earth quake energy), and then i couldn't see any more, it was  as if i was transported to another place for several seconds, until the quake was over.  then i came back, still floating, then landed.  it was kind of at the hotel of some sort and i was even talking to some hotel staff, "hey that was crazy.  your building is very well built and still standing"...

 

12/24/2010 5am

 

what the hell!  another vivid dream about an earth quake, that's 3 times in couple of weeks.  there was another earth quake dream like last week, also very clear as well at the time but i chose not to write it down.  is this a premonition a big quake is about to hit taiwan or california?!?!  since i'm planning to head back to cali very soon...  this time it's odd as hell, not only is it the longest quake i've been in the whole freaking mountain was "running".  so bizarre.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: PointerRyan on December 23, 2010, 09:03:39 pm
wow its like ur ineer self tryna tell you something. maybe deep down inside you're worried of something. Might not be an earthquake.

wel just sayin

chao
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: ghettoracer on December 23, 2010, 09:30:14 pm
i doubt i'm worrying about anything deep inside.   i'm a happy camper and a worry free person and i'm not under any pressure for anything really.  what's getting to me a little bit is not only has it been 3 earthquake dreams in the last month.  they were all some HUGE ASS earth quakes.  like freaking magnitude 8.0+ stuff...
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: PointerRyan on December 23, 2010, 09:55:27 pm
oo ic. thn mayeb just god telling you soemthing  or u watch too much movies.haha

chao
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: JelloPuddinPup on December 24, 2010, 02:58:20 pm
i doubt i'm worrying about anything deep inside.

And everybody together now. "That's What She Said."
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on December 25, 2010, 09:30:07 pm
lol i stil lrememebr. i had a draem i got punished for not doing my school work and had to cut my penis off. I did it ,didnt hurt, jsut the whe ni cut it off, its like there was the skin there only. It was disgusting. It like became smaller and smaller , finalyl i flushed it down the toielt bowl. Seconds laqter, my penis grew back an inch.lol

And i cut it with a scissors

Uh...  ???

just died laughing......
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: aiir on December 25, 2010, 09:41:43 pm
I had a dream last night, already forgot most of it...

I was in a African-American dominant place...for some WEIRD reason, I just KNOW it's Ghana. Played some ball on the freeway, had to jump every single car that came, like actually jump over it...and this black guy was sitting on the rim swatting all my shots...


really weird dream, this is what happens when you can't sleep for 4 days
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on December 25, 2010, 09:57:36 pm
I've had the most incredible dream... I've never heard anything similar yet, so to me it's a "wonder" of a dream if you will:

First off, I remember I was playing basketball on an outside court and the coach of that "streetball team" was Stan Van Gundy. It's interesting because I went to bed thinking about how Orlando is going to play Indiana that night (middle of the night here in Romania), and SVG is the coach of the Magic. Then I remember I needed another basketball and met with Miles from here, who was going to the gym at that location and he gave me one ball that was kind of slippery and then another one that was more "streetball" and with better grip.

THEN - this incredibile thing happened: I somehow went to listen to a music videoclip. This clip was being sang by 5 people, looked like a 70's band. The main singer was from Romania but moved to the USA some time ago, and looked a bit like Benny Hill.

When they started singing - it was just incredible. The music was incredible and their voices were incredible. The voices were digitized - meaning the voices were going through synthesizers (you know, like in the 70's).

The incredible thing is this - how could the human brain create a music dynamics between five voices, percussion instruments, synthesizers, sincops (there were these as well, where the music would stop and one voice would be heard) ON THE FLY?????????????????? How can that even be possible??? I mean, I could accept that if it didn't make sense as music, like random music "ramblings". But this song, everything about it, made PERFECT sense like it was god-written if you will, like a great composer made it

It just blows my mind. Think about it - songs are being made over long periods of time, with notes, instrument dynamics being considered, analysis etc. How could my brain create something that made perfect sense ON THE FLY???

And no, I can't reproduce the song, but I remember it to great detail in a non-musical way. I remember the clip, the faces singing, one was entering a bar and then the instruments stopped (sincope) and there was a lone voice singing, I remember all this, but I don't remember the music. I remember these things and I can associate the figures with what was happening music wise - but other than the voices being synthesized, I can't give any further details. It just made perfect sense in my head and I don't think, one bit, that it just an impression because I have a "vivid" memory of the song but I can't express it.

To me, this is just one of the most unbelievable things I've ever been through, and probably will be a long time from now.

PS. Oh yeah, and I remember CharlieA returned to TVS. In my dream that is. He was saying a big mistake was to eat something, and then immediately try to eat again (wtf).

ya that's interesting how the brain can manufacture such impressive "music" and scenery.. it really is a masterpiece in evolution.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on January 09, 2011, 12:20:46 pm
been dreaming alot lately. had 2 dreams last night but only remembered one of them.

i was in nyc for some reason with my mom and i was either stalking her or she completely forgot about me because I was behind her as she got in her car and started driving. I began to chase after her but struggled to keep up as she was driving. eventually, i caught up to her but it turns out the car i was chasing was the same car as my mom's but it was some random japanese lady. Then, on the other side of the road, I saw my mom pull up to a light but she was driving a different car. I was about to run across the street to get her attention but she made an illegal left turn on red and ended up t-boning the truck from the new zero calorie pepsi commercials. (the commercial with the pepsi in the nfl combine)  the truck was pushed into an asian grocery market, eliciting screams from the street. Somehow, my moms tiny 14 year old car was unaffected and only suffered a minor dent as it sped off.

Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on January 10, 2011, 05:21:39 pm
Sorry for wack formatting, originally recalled in a gchat conversation. Looking at it this way, kind of poetic:

i had a dream last night
i was picked up and driven to work, very late
for some reason i was confused and out of it
my mom was driving and i think lincoln and jack were also in the car
discombobulated is the right word, not really foggy or drugged or anything
and when i got to work, i realized i still just had sweat pants on
and i freaked out
tried to calculate whether it would be worse to go home and change and be even later
or to roll up to my desk in sweats
my mom was running late for wherever she was going, so she was in a rush
and trying to get me to hurry up and get out of the car
i was trying to figure out whether it would be worth trying to convince her to drive me back home
then i woke up
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on January 11, 2011, 06:08:23 am
I'm having all kinds of dreams lately, probably ZMA related or something...

Last night I dreamed that I was having a mountain expedition and was looking up on a hill and there was a "supermodel" that was like ~3m tall at about 1500m altitude, so everybody freaked out and we went on to look for her. Then on a stop to rest while we were getting up, I just sang "Depeche Mode" to the other participants (wtf) that were from other countries, usually Germany. Then we went on and found the girl (I'm shortening the story here) and she was like nah, I'm 1.80 tall (she said she's not big, it was an illusion) but we never believed her.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on January 15, 2011, 01:18:15 pm
been dreaming alot recently. had 2 dreams today. one during night but forget it when i woke up. after practice today, i took a nap and dreamed that our team was chilling after the school and, for some reason, the captains of our team were debating whether or not to watch a porn movie. i did brucelee 1hr before the nap and attend practice earlier today but idk.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on January 23, 2011, 05:40:36 am
i need to get back to dream journaling, am i the only one on this forum who gets nightmares pretty much every time i dream? they don't scare me 99% of the time, but they are nightmare level.. odd
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on January 23, 2011, 07:45:55 am
had 2 dreams 2 night ago but forgot them. i think iv dreamed like 4 days in a row. today, i was at my house with like 4 or 5 of these adults that iv never even seen but somehow in my dream, I knew them very well. For some reason, we were having some awards ceremony within our house. One of the guys was a duschbag and was taking forever to get to the living room for the ceremony. We were all ready but him and he was sleeping! Anyway, I got really angry and walked out of the house to see a movie by myself. Strangely, the movie theater and a 5star restaurant were joined together and to get to the movies, you had to walk through the restaurant. As I was walking through, I saw a group of about 7 elite level cool kids. I'm actually good friends with 2 of the kids and 1 of the other kids is on my school basketball team. (We're friendly but definitely not friends) The other people were hot girls that I knew because of their popularity and fame but have never interacted with them before. Anyway, one of my friends invites me to sit down and join them for dinner to which I gladly accept. (Earlier in the year, in real life, this same kid invited me to sit at his cool kids table at lunch to which I strangely and regrettably declined.) Anyway, we are talking and eating really good food for about 10 minutes as my conversation and socialization skills in this dream are infinitely higher than I display in real life. Even the basketball player, who I'm not friends with, was being extremely nice. Then, the topic moved to football and, although this dream occurred on Saturday night, the setting of the dream was on sunday night. We all realized that the Jets game was on and we were missing it so we quickly got the check. (This is odd because I was the only jets fan at the dinner.) They were ready to go but somehow, I now had a hotel room in a hotel that was adjacent to the restaurant. I ran to the hotel room to pack my stuff and leave but there was just too many things to pack and it took forever! Unfortunately, I'm not sure if my newly acquired gang waited for me as the dream ends with me running down the hotel lobby back towards the restaurant. Now, I had become the duschbag that everybody waits for.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on January 25, 2011, 03:26:39 pm
had 2 dreams 2 night ago but forgot them. i think iv dreamed like 4 days in a row. today, i was at my house with like 4 or 5 of these adults that iv never even seen but somehow in my dream, I knew them very well. For some reason, we were having some awards ceremony within our house. One of the guys was a duschbag and was taking forever to get to the living room for the ceremony. We were all ready but him and he was sleeping! Anyway, I got really angry and walked out of the house to see a movie by myself. Strangely, the movie theater and a 5star restaurant were joined together and to get to the movies, you had to walk through the restaurant. As I was walking through, I saw a group of about 7 elite level cool kids. I'm actually good friends with 2 of the kids and 1 of the other kids is on my school basketball team. (We're friendly but definitely not friends) The other people were hot girls that I knew because of their popularity and fame but have never interacted with them before. Anyway, one of my friends invites me to sit down and join them for dinner to which I gladly accept. (Earlier in the year, in real life, this same kid invited me to sit at his cool kids table at lunch to which I strangely and regrettably declined.) Anyway, we are talking and eating really good food for about 10 minutes as my conversation and socialization skills in this dream are infinitely higher than I display in real life. Even the basketball player, who I'm not friends with, was being extremely nice. Then, the topic moved to football and, although this dream occurred on Saturday night, the setting of the dream was on sunday night. We all realized that the Jets game was on and we were missing it so we quickly got the check. (This is odd because I was the only jets fan at the dinner.) They were ready to go but somehow, I now had a hotel room in a hotel that was adjacent to the restaurant. I ran to the hotel room to pack my stuff and leave but there was just too many things to pack and it took forever! Unfortunately, I'm not sure if my newly acquired gang waited for me as the dream ends with me running down the hotel lobby back towards the restaurant. Now, I had become the duschbag that everybody waits for.

lol'd hard at "7 elite level cool kids" and "invited to the cool kids table".. literally spit out some protein shake.

epic
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on January 25, 2011, 03:33:14 pm
well, the deepest i've been into dreamland in a while.. one of my 'traveling dreams', thing felt like around 8 hours if i could put a time on it..

just me and 'eddie' searching for a basketball court to shoot a dunk mix at, traveling through some enhance florida terrain/cities.. shit was ridiculously real, every bit of it.. traveled through cities, hick towns, gravel roads, railroad tracks, some apartment building.. just nutty how 'long' this dream was.. i've had some that felt longer, some of my traveling dreams have felt like an entire day and night etc.

anyway that was fun, then i got awoken by the fedex man.

fml
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on January 25, 2011, 04:22:17 pm
I can't even read this dreams... I burst out laughing immediately every time I see something like this... I keep on wondering how the brain generates all that and start laughing again and again.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on January 25, 2011, 04:32:00 pm
lol'd hard at "7 elite level cool kids" and "invited to the cool kids table".. literally spit out some protein shake.

epic


yeah, my "cool kid" dreams are always hilarious.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on January 26, 2011, 11:13:45 pm
had 2 dreams last night but remembered only 1. i was at basketball practice and we were shooting around. i got a rebound and a our center (tom) said "hey can i see it?" i told him "no, I want to shoot" then he muttered something that made me mad and i punched so hard in the face that he fell down. the kid is a football player, 6'1 ~190. interestingly, i actually like the kid in real life. wtf
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: aiir on January 27, 2011, 10:33:37 pm
well, the deepest i've been into dreamland in a while.. one of my 'traveling dreams', thing felt like around 8 hours if i could put a time on it..

just me and 'eddie' searching for a basketball court to shoot a dunk mix at, traveling through some enhance florida terrain/cities.. shit was ridiculously real, every bit of it.. traveled through cities, hick towns, gravel roads, railroad tracks, some apartment building.. just nutty how 'long' this dream was.. i've had some that felt longer, some of my traveling dreams have felt like an entire day and night etc.

anyway that was fun, then i got awoken by the fedex man.

fml


dude nicce
I luv those type of dreams, ridiculously vivid and interesting, but slightly zombie-ish
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on January 31, 2011, 08:14:28 am
I dreamed that I was watching the Lakers and Steve Blake was Sharon Stone and was throwing down head to the rim Tomahawks. :ninja:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on January 31, 2011, 09:26:16 am
I dreamed that I was watching the Lakers and Steve Blake was Sharon Stone and was throwing down head to the rim Tomahawks. :ninja:

LOL. I hate Steve Blake.

Last night I dreamed that I was a cop. It was night time and we were doing a ride-along thing, with a random person in my squad car. We ended up rolling up on someone in the process of robbing or mugging somebody or some other such thing. One of the other cops I was with (multiple cars were there) was a rookie and we were all like, "Okay, noob, time to make your first arrest." And then we stood around and laughed at him as he fumbled with the handcuffs. Even the perp was kind of amused, I think.

Then we got back in the car and kept driving around. At one point I saw that there was a fire truck coming up behind, so I turned on my lights and siren and started clearing a path for the fire truck, so it could get where it was going faster. That was kind of fun.

Then I woke up.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Nightfly on January 31, 2011, 11:57:52 am
Last night i dreamed i ran to my car(everythng was in black and white but still somehow real) in the middle of the night, i closed my doors shut and just when i thought i was safe bam a bullet in the back and everything was going blurry then i woke up
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on January 31, 2011, 12:33:12 pm
Last night i dreamed i ran to my car(everythng was in black and white but still somehow real) in the middle of the night, i closed my doors shut and just when i thought i was safe bam a bullet in the back and everything was going blurry then i woke up

It's a well known fact that studying nuclear physics for too much time can do that to you. FACT PEOPLE, FACT!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on February 01, 2011, 05:25:19 pm
finally a dream worth logging, different than my typical nutty nightmareish dreams..

ok so im in "school", trying to take a poop, but bathroom stalls have no doors, so everyone can see, so 4 people are all people side by side, can't go.. anyway, get to class late, art class, and apparently i've missed the instructions for today's assignment.. so i'm trying to find out what to do, borrowing paper, pencils, etc.. no one can give me a clear explanation of the assignment.. so i ask the teacher, this haitian guy, and he's talking about pearls, haiti, and crap like that.. so im cursing at him, he's calling me the devil.. big argument, class all scared staring.. so i go back and proceed to draw with 'chalk like pencils' this masterpiece artwork for the next hour or so (what it felt like)..

i drew this weird thing with perl's that became faces.. if you looked at the big canvas straight ahead, you saw like grim reaper faces, then if you turned it 90 deg, the faces turned into more grim reaper faces.. you could do that for all 4 sides of the canvas.. so i turn it into him and he gets scared and looks at me like im the devil.

the end
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: D4 on February 25, 2011, 02:24:47 pm
LOLL I had a dream last night...  If you didn't know my running 2 feet vert is ~33"... in my dream, I grabbed the rim which is about 39"... man it felt good, hopefully it is foreshadowing into the near future
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on March 06, 2011, 06:44:12 am
I had a series of weird dreams last night:

1) I was at home and it was raining from the "side" (you could see the raindrops go at a 45 degree angle) and there was also bright sun out on one side and a dark storm cloud on another side, and then three or four tornadoes came and were destroying pretty much everything in their way, while I was looking from my apartment window... that was really scary

2) Then I was in Geneva (Swiss) with Nightfly and we were going to catch a subway train, and there were long stairs down all the way to the subway station, so I just dropped from the top all the way to the bottom, and it actually "hurt" me, like I felt pain. So I was like "damn, I never felt pain while doing this in dreams". So I was both aware that I'm dreaming and also that I had similar dreams before and the drops never hurted.

3) Then while in Geneva, this time with a neighbor of mine, Sergiu, we were buying some stuff from a store, and everybody was suspicious since we were from Romania, they thought we were going to steal stuff.  Then I payed 10 euros for my stuff (it was 9.67 or so), gave them to the sales guy, and then he starts reading something in magyar (hungarian). And he was really struggling to look like he has any idea about what he's reading...

And I'm like "um... could you please read it in English?" and he said that he thanks us for buying stuff from his store and gives me 8 euros back. Apparently, that's what happens in civilized countries, I told to myself.

Then I went around the store and found pink ice-cream with chocolate "throw-ins" and all kinds of stuff, then went on through Geneva to walk and that was the dream...
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on March 14, 2011, 11:28:12 am
Last night:

I was about 14 years old, accompanying Tony Soprano and his boss, who was some guy wearing a porkpie hat, to a meeting with the big mob boss in a restaurant. As we were walking in, some guys handed Tony a leather suitcase, which he hefted. It seemed pretty light, and Tony and the guy exchanged a chagrined look, kind of wincing but smiling at the same time. I thought there must be a gun in there, but we went over the the big boss's booth and Tony proceeded to tell him that we were short on the payment for this month, only had about $20K instead of the promised amount. The big boss smiled and said it was okay, he understood that this was hard times. Tony unzipped the suitcase and inside it was mostly empty space, with a few random stacks of bills. He zipped it back up and handed it to the big boss, and we left.

Later, I was walking down the street in the afternoon. There was snow on the ground and I was wearing a jacket. Somehow, the details aren't clear anymore, I ended up either hitting or getting hit by a minivan. The lady driving it got out and it was Edie Falco, who played Tony Soprano's wife on the show. Somehow either I was at fault, or she felt bad and offered to pay me to do some housework, but either way, I ended up back at her house.

Once there, she started hitting on me and ended up dragging me into a side room and pulling me down onto her. This was Edie Falco, no doubt, but in my dream she was younger and cuter than real life. Things got pretty hot and heavy and my 14-year-old self was like, "FUCK YES! MILF TRYING TO FUCK ME! YES! AWESOME! SHIT! I HAVE TO PEE! SHIT! NO! DON'T BLOW THIS!" But I really, really had to go, like boner-blocking bladder pressure, so I told her I'd be right back and went to find the bathroom. But I couldn't find it, I was frantically opening doors and debating whether I should just pee in a trash can or in the kitchen sink, but then I was afraid she'd walk in on me doing it. So I finally found the bathroom and went, but by the time I came out she had put some clothes back on and walked back into the kitchen. She was over it, shit just wasn't happening. I had blown it. Crestfallen.

Sometime soon after, the CEO of my company's executive assistant, who's a kind of fat lady and who has made at least one other appearance in my dreams (as a witch or the devil, no joke, see an early dream journal post) opened the front door and let in Edie Falco's young kids, probably 8-10 years old. She was obviously their nanny. Introductions were made and it was obvious that it was my time to leave.

Cut to me walking home, back down my street, and I see my friends out on the porch. They are Dukie, Michael and Naymond from The Wire. Naymond is standing in the snow, cleaning some kind of barrel, maybe he's about to make a fire in it. I start telling them my story, about how I was this close to banging a serious MILF, and they're like, "Psh, whatever man," and we're all laughing about it. Me because I can't believe it and them because they don't believe me.

Then I woke up.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: acole14 on March 19, 2011, 05:33:55 am
Wow I was going to post my jumping dream I've had lately but after reading some of the crazy stuff I've read it really doesn't hold up  :o haha

I'll post it anyway: it's this recurring dream I have where I'm at the school I coach basketball at and I'm going for a DLRVJ and at the top of my normal jump I get this little boost, which gets me up to dunking height and I throw one down (even though I don't start the jump with a ball, I have one at that point  :huh:). The weird part is that the jumping sensation is so vivid, it's really cool. Then when I wake up I realise it was a dream and I'm disappointed lol
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: zgin on March 23, 2011, 05:54:10 am
iv been having so many dreams due to prom drama but i keep forgetting them! somehow, i remembered my dream from 2 nights ago where i was at the supermarket with a friend and at the checkout line, he got mad at me that i was buying so much spinach.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: JelloPuddinPup on March 24, 2011, 02:37:05 pm
I had the weirdest dream last night. I was at a swanky golf course and started looking for and stealing golf balls everywhere...go figure.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 24, 2011, 06:51:53 pm
I had the weirdest dream last night. I was at a swanky golf course and started looking for and stealing golf balls everywhere...go figure.

uhhh.. i had a dream that i was golfing and someone stole my golf balls.

why you mother fucker.








i had a cool dream last night, doing head height jumps, hit head on rim, then people telling me "that rim is a little low", so then i jumped up and hit chin on rim and told them to F off.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: bedouindunker on April 04, 2011, 09:09:19 pm

last night... i had a dream... jumping... hangin on the rim with two hands... effortless... it felt so good! haha!

there was no dunk! haha!

and everyone was just in shock! lookin up!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on April 06, 2011, 05:23:12 am
Crazy dream last night... oh man...

I dreamed that a nuke just fell somewhere like 5 kilometers away from my building and I was like "hey, is this really happening? I mean, it only happens in my dreams, I never thought this will happen in real life" and then I went on the streets and the streets were flooded with water all the way up to the neck, sometimes even higher, and was walking through water behind a neighborgh of mine, and he was walking and sometimes entering deeper water and I used to get so scared.

Then I took a subway "to Hell", everybody was bragging about how cool it is and that I should take it. Went in through a back door of the train and there were so many WEIRD people there... everybody looking at you and pointing and stuff like that, and then some train "officials" came in and gave us some weird, bug-like pills to take... and took that and swallowed it and then we had a moment to realize that maybe that wasn't the brightest of ideas ... but we couldn't do anything about that since we already swallowed it ... and then we reached "Hell" which was some kind of computer generated level with "blocks" of blue... then I don't remember anymore.

If anything, search for "minecraft" on youtube, it looked like that, but blue and underground.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Girljordan on April 18, 2011, 09:54:14 am
Had a bream the other night I was at the court, went up for a dunk attempt no expecting to even get close to a dunk, but went up to dunk and dunked it, but my legs felt heavy, and the goal I dunked on was at the bottom of a hill, so I didn't know if it was shorter then the other goals or if it looked lower because of the hill. Moral of the story is my dunking ability is an illusion.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on April 21, 2011, 02:43:51 pm
Had a bream the other night I was at the court, went up for a dunk attempt no expecting to even get close to a dunk, but went up to dunk and dunked it, but my legs felt heavy, and the goal I dunked on was at the bottom of a hill, so I didn't know if it was shorter then the other goals or if it looked lower because of the hill. Moral of the story is my dunking ability is an illusion.

lol i used to have dreams about dunking and i'd never be able to dunk.. this is everything predating age 28.. haha

now i have dreams and im head over rim throwing it down, pretty cool.. had one 2 nights ago, was awesome :F







had a travel dream should have logged it.. travel dreams are my fav dreams.. i was in some 'hidden oasis mega rich community', just walking around checking it out.. was really cool..
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: creativelyric on May 03, 2011, 03:08:22 am
I had a dream where this dude spat on me. I slapped him once with my palm then my backhand, and then turned it into this massive hook that knocked him out.

Weird stuff.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on May 03, 2011, 03:53:47 am
I had a dream where this dude spat on me. I slapped him once with my palm then my backhand, and then turned it into this massive hook that knocked him out.

Weird stuff.

nice, at least u didnt get beat down like a bich in ur dream like alot of people.

;f
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on May 03, 2011, 03:54:54 am
crazy shit last night..

after ~2 hours of sleep, wakeup on the floor.. i dreamed a snake had attacked my face.. when i got off the floor, it felt like i had a stroke or something, i was all messed up.. took a while to get back to sleep, bet my heart had a weird beat/rhythm or something.. my dog was on the floor too under the blanket trying to get out.. musta just spazzed the F out and flew off my bed lmao.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Girljordan on May 22, 2011, 12:00:08 pm
Had a dream I was at the YMCA, had a fast break and decided to dumk it. Dunked it pretty easy, which isn't far fetch. I can pretty much get it now, but once I get the ball over the rim, the ball keeps going forward, because I can't grip the ball, but I'll get it soon.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: cowed77 on May 23, 2011, 02:25:51 pm
hahaha... havent had a dream in a long time, but last week had a short dream in which i jumped and got a quarter of my forearm over the rim.

nice dream. now if only the ankle would heal.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on May 23, 2011, 02:29:16 pm
last night i had some really stressful dreams. only remember that at one point i needed to iron all my shirts and didn't know how, so i kept screwing up. meanwhile my mom was there nagging at me about how we were in a hurry, how i was taking too long. lots of other stuff happened, too, but i forget it all. i just woke up feeling really tense and uneasy.

weird.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 14, 2011, 02:32:42 am
last night i had some really stressful dreams. only remember that at one point i needed to iron all my shirts and didn't know how, so i kept screwing up. meanwhile my mom was there nagging at me about how we were in a hurry, how i was taking too long. lots of other stuff happened, too, but i forget it all. i just woke up feeling really tense and uneasy.

weird.

that is seriously F'd up......... god damn....














last night i dreamt about end of world, shit was intense.. just nutty stuff.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on June 14, 2011, 02:53:36 am
night before last (first night in kabul) i dreamed that i was hanging out with my family, possibly at the beach where we always go, and my youngest brother abruptly told everyone that he was bisexual. don't remember how it came up but i think he actually said, "i'm 50/50, guys." i don't think he's bi in real life, fwiw.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: enserv54 on June 28, 2011, 08:24:36 pm
just had the most memorable dream ever.
got drafted by charlotte bobcats in the second round 41 pick and then traded to spurs  for future first draft pick which doesnt made sense at all. third in PG rotation behind tony parker and monta ellis. then they found out i lied about my age of being 17.
i dont wanna wake up daimm~
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on July 01, 2011, 02:24:25 pm
Dreamed that I was in India having a seminar with Rippetoe. And he asked me to put in a 3 kg orange plate, transparent, with some "bubbles" in it on a barbell. Then he comes in and asks me why that plate isn't 3 kg (it's heavier or lighter than 3 kg).

And I invent something and he turns to his audience and says "see, this guy hasn't read my book". And he takes me by the shoulder and walks me to a marketplace where they were selling honey. And I'm like "oh, yeah, it's because the density is different!". And he's happy with that answer, but suddenly he becomes a thin, light Indian man (120 lbs or so) with a moustache and faints. And I was with a playboy model or something. The Indian cops come in and I'm like "it's your turn to roll" (to the girl) and she tries to show her tits in a way or anther to the cops to let us leave.

The end.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 01, 2011, 03:45:19 pm
Dreamed that I was in India having a seminar with Rippetoe. And he asked me to put in a 3 kg orange plate, transparent, with some "bubbles" in it on a barbell. Then he comes in and asks me why that plate isn't 3 kg (it's heavier or lighter than 3 kg).

And I invent something and he turns to his audience and says "see, this guy hasn't read my book". And he takes me by the shoulder and walks me to a marketplace where they were selling honey. And I'm like "oh, yeah, it's because the density is different!". And he's happy with that answer, but suddenly he becomes a thin, light Indian man (120 lbs or so) with a moustache and faints. And I was with a playboy model or something. The Indian cops come in and I'm like "it's your turn to roll" (to the girl) and she tries to show her tits in a way or anther to the cops to let us leave.

The end.

lmfao
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 01, 2011, 03:46:59 pm
i had a dream where there were coral snakes all over the place, by the canal, and i was trying to get to the road, had to sneak by them... my friend got bit and died.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LanceSTS on July 01, 2011, 08:51:13 pm
Dreamed that I was in India having a seminar with Rippetoe. And he asked me to put in a 3 kg orange plate, transparent, with some "bubbles" in it on a barbell. Then he comes in and asks me why that plate isn't 3 kg (it's heavier or lighter than 3 kg).

And I invent something and he turns to his audience and says "see, this guy hasn't read my book". And he takes me by the shoulder and walks me to a marketplace where they were selling honey. And I'm like "oh, yeah, it's because the density is different!". And he's happy with that answer, but suddenly he becomes a thin, light Indian man (120 lbs or so) with a moustache and faints. And I was with a playboy model or something. The Indian cops come in and I'm like "it's your turn to roll" (to the girl) and she tries to show her tits in a way or anther to the cops to let us leave.

The end.


LMFAO

LMFAO

Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: bedouindunker on July 02, 2011, 11:14:21 am


LOLOLOLOL... RAPTOR...... that dream was epic....
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on July 02, 2011, 02:52:10 pm
Yeah it was really... weird. Maybe we have something here?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 04, 2011, 03:14:26 pm
had a really annoying dream.. same type of dream all night, someone canceling my youtube upload... which has to be because my damn youtube uploads keep screwing up with some video im trying to upload for my friend, it's been a living nightmare.

when i have the same dream over n over all night, i usually am sick when i wakeup.. feel slightly sick right now, lots of mucous.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: dunkingfreak on July 11, 2011, 05:15:37 am
I have some really crazy dreams so I figured I'd start posting a few. This is a funny one

Aight so i was doing some homework (gay summer course) and listening to like nature sounds and shit to get relaxed before I went to bed and I also was posting my workout so that could have contributed.

I'm in some kind of tropical rainforest... and Adarq is under a waterfall standing on a solid rock platform, in his usually workout gear squatting to parallel with a huge rock on his back. I proceed to ask why Adarq is going so low because he half squats all the time and adarq tells me he is just trying it out and then throws the rock off his back and jumps into the stream that the water fall is connected too and starts to swim off....

Dream fades to me looking at a map and eventually I want to move to the states so Adarq tells me that rent prices are really cheap in Florida right now (which they probably aren`t) and tries to convince me to move to Florida

Woke up and I was like wtf lol.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: thechee514 on August 08, 2011, 08:43:46 pm
OK OK OK

my dreaming lately has been insane, and this one takes the cake.. especially since i resumed it every time after i woke up/fell back to sleep.

i dreamt i was in some post apocolyptic world.. i was running for my life throughout all of these blown up buildings, trying to avoid these crazy cyborg looking cops.. i killed a few cops and stole their laser guns.. save 20 kids on top of a roof and gave them laser guns.. one building collapsed as i was jumping onto another roof.. i was jumping from roof to roof trying to stay unseen by these psychos.. this guy who was like 15 ft tall pushed down a building as he was getting laser'd to death.

prior to alot of that all I had was this long kitchen knife so i used that on some individuals to get some weapons.. towards the end everything was exploding as i was on this roof top, watching it, just chillin.. then it faded out.

WTF

insane.. i didnt even go over 5% of the dream either.. felt like i was there for a day.

Dude I had the same dream, but instead the cyborgs saved me to and sent me through some time machine.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on August 12, 2011, 01:42:59 pm
it is true some times the dreams we encounter is related to the heavy load placed on our mind about something, what is on our mind stress. also when you get dreams of something then all of a sudden you are somewhere else that is 2 different dreams. it said that we have up to 5 dreams.

i had a dream of being in a game but was based on my real life. counter strike but i was shooting the criminals in my area counter strike i don't know why was a while a go when i was playing the game.

so no idea why the dream.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on August 12, 2011, 03:44:39 pm
the other night i had a dream where my brother was telling me that everyone hates how much i curse. he was screaming at me about it and i just felt so embarrassed, i couldn't say anything. woke up feeling like i should probably curse less. but then i remembered that in real life, my brother curses even more than i do. so fuck that.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on August 12, 2011, 04:17:05 pm
i had a weird dream where i found a tree that had roses growing on it, i jumped up, cut some down, gave them to my mom, then i drove my topless caddy into the ghetto armed with automatic weapons, went into some project building, ransacked an apartment for drug money, then got into a shoot out.. then got into a shoot out with cops.. stole a fast car with my accomplice, made a crazy getaway while shooting out cop car tires/shooting the engines out, then drove back to my community.. then ran into family/friends of people i just robbed and they tried to kill me but i got away in another car showering them with bullets, then i got shot like 20 times and woke up.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on August 30, 2011, 07:01:00 am
Dreamt that adarqui was a major star athlete that was recording an ad for a sports company and he did a between the legs and he catched a second ball and dunked that too in the ad.

Then Lance came to my house and I asked him why I can't have my back straight when I deadlift or jump and he said that there's two possibilities: when the core is stronger than the posterior chain you will bend forward, and when the PC is stronger than the core you'll be more on your heels (wtf). Then he started to use the sign language since I was talking in Romanian and he couldn't understand a thing.

Then I started training a guy dressed in red in a camp full of tents, where, here and there - there was track mat. And I told him how to do bounding and he was bending a lot at the knee so I told him to stop.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LanceSTS on August 30, 2011, 06:12:53 pm
Dreamt that adarqui was a major star athlete that was recording an ad for a sports company and he did a between the legs and he catched a second ball and dunked that too in the ad.

Then Lance came to my house and I asked him why I can't have my back straight when I deadlift or jump and he said that there's two possibilities: when the core is stronger than the posterior chain you will bend forward, and when the PC is stronger than the core you'll be more on your heels (wtf). Then he started to use the sign language since I was talking in Romanian and he couldn't understand a thing.

Then I started training a guy dressed in red in a camp full of tents, where, here and there - there was track mat. And I told him how to do bounding and he was bending a lot at the knee so I told him to stop.


ahahaha!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on September 22, 2011, 01:40:34 pm
apocolypse


had the craziest dream ever.. i was literally in the dream world for days.. comet hits earth, destroys tons of crap, video taped everything, go searching for my mom through disaster zones, come back, all family is there, drive up the coast bla bla bla, it went on forever.. was really cool tho.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on September 22, 2011, 02:45:10 pm
apocolypse


had the craziest dream ever.. i was literally in the dream world for days.. comet hits earth, destroys tons of crap, video taped everything, go searching for my mom through disaster zones, come back, all family is there, drive up the coast bla bla bla, it went on forever.. was really cool tho.

Maybe you're on to something (Elenin)?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on September 22, 2011, 04:28:57 pm
apocolypse


had the craziest dream ever.. i was literally in the dream world for days.. comet hits earth, destroys tons of crap, video taped everything, go searching for my mom through disaster zones, come back, all family is there, drive up the coast bla bla bla, it went on forever.. was really cool tho.

Maybe you're on to something (Elenin)?

well i also found out today that there's a satelite crashing down to earth, tomorrow or something?

could be coincidence.. odd tho

this dream was nuts tho, one of the longest dreams (in the dream world) ive ever had... was awesome, wanted to resume the dream but my dog kept waking me up to poop/pee then i just stayed up.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on October 21, 2011, 07:48:20 am
i was walking around the gwu campus. in the dream, there was a giant statue of the man himself (george washington, that is) in the middle of a little circular plaza surrounded by a half-wall. somehow everyone understood that you had to take a picture of yourself holding a smooth basketball-sized ball next to the statue, in order to compete in some kind of contest. in the dream i understood the rules/point, sadly have forgotten all that now.

i went up one day with a couple of friends to take their picture and the statue was gone! there was a big trash bucket in its place and some other construction material type stuff lying around. we knew this was coming but not so soon. then we looked over and saw a plaque on the wall. the inscription read, "4U5W: Whoever plays music up here while having sex with five girls at once can keep the statue forever." And I immediately knew that I needed that statue and that I could do it, I'd just have to wait until dark and make sure the music I chose was pretty chill. Then I woke up.

Never did get around to the orgy.  :(
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on October 25, 2011, 12:52:16 pm
i was walking around the gwu campus. in the dream, there was a giant statue of the man himself (george washington, that is) in the middle of a little circular plaza surrounded by a half-wall. somehow everyone understood that you had to take a picture of yourself holding a smooth basketball-sized ball next to the statue, in order to compete in some kind of contest. in the dream i understood the rules/point, sadly have forgotten all that now.

i went up one day with a couple of friends to take their picture and the statue was gone! there was a big trash bucket in its place and some other construction material type stuff lying around. we knew this was coming but not so soon. then we looked over and saw a plaque on the wall. the inscription read, "4U5W: Whoever plays music up here while having sex with five girls at once can keep the statue forever." And I immediately knew that I needed that statue and that I could do it, I'd just have to wait until dark and make sure the music I chose was pretty chill. Then I woke up.

Never did get around to the orgy.  :(

HAH

you remember details of the dream well, especially what was inscribed on the plaque.. nice

do you know what 4U5W means? seems like, "for you, five women".. interesting.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Mutumbo000 on January 17, 2012, 03:27:36 am
I had a whacked dream last night. I was back in high school in year 10 and these 3 year 11 guys pulled a gun on me. Some nerd from my school was about to go to prison and after i tried to hit 1 of these year 11 dudes but i missed and when i hit it was like it was doing nothing not connecting or anything. Than i grabbed 1 of the year 11 dudes and his friends with the gun bailed on him and he was like pleading to me scared or sum shit.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on April 26, 2012, 03:36:11 am
since i've stopped training, i havn't really been able to remember my dreams. when i was training hard, every night i'd dream up some crazy ish and remember it, very vivid stuff.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on May 18, 2012, 05:24:45 am
OK, so I was at a street junction and there was this beggar that walked on the street and begged for money... and then he was hit by a cab and got stuck under the car. So the cab driver got out of the car and started you know, to cry and all that, and I asked him how the street is named so I can call the emergency etc.

And while I was doing that, people started to fall out of the sky and hit the ground really hard. And they were falling all over the place. I looked up and there were people in the trees everywhere. So I looked straight up and there were a few right over me so I started to run because they started to fall and were about to break me apart.

One of the wickest nightmares I've ever had.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on May 21, 2012, 04:39:29 pm
I had a strange dream the week that just passed.

Me and some other people were messing around in this baseball stadium playing baseball but not properly, i was at the base and i had a can which contained a water like liquid. even though i was the thrower i was standing where a batter would stand. but i was shacking the can towards the batter who was floyd mayweather and he would just try and hit the water that was spilling from the can with the bat while trying to avoid to get wet.

Then i had a grape which i threw at him, which he hit it with his bat and i tried catching it, it slipped passed my hands and i pulled my hands in so it landed on my arm near the elbow and i became so happy i was celebrating that i caught mayweather out.
he was also celebrating with me. don't know why.

weird dream.
 :-\
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on May 21, 2012, 04:45:44 pm
These dreams are better than any (horror) movie
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: MrBig on October 16, 2012, 03:37:35 pm
Hahah when I am reading through this I find so much cool stuff! :) I will post my dreams, if I remember them of course.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on October 17, 2012, 08:43:46 am
last night:

i was standing in a small apartment full of people, mostly black. everyone was there to watch the howard-morehead state football game. all the pregame festivities were going on on the tv. i didn't know anyone except my friend jesse, who i'd come with. but i can get into pretty much any sporting event so i was standing up near the front with a couple of dudes, including this one guy who was visibly nervous/excited. he was wearing a big horse-skull mask that covered his whole head. i asked who everyone was rooting for but in the middle of the question i realized that we were in DC, and a bunch of people had "H" on their clothes, so obviously everyone was for howard.

jesse was wearing pants with paint intentionally splattered on them and someone made a comment about it. he got kind of bashful about them after that. then he left the apartment and went out into the hall and up the stairs, and after a minute i followed him. to climb to the next level i had to go up the stairs part way, then jump to the railing on the next landing and swing myself over.

that's it.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on October 17, 2012, 11:01:24 am
Last night I dreamed that the Artest formerly known as Ron, meaning Metta World Piss, came to my house and he fouled me. And I was like "oh be careful, you could kill me".
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on October 31, 2012, 01:23:46 pm
last night i dreamed that the clippers signed me as an undrafted free agent, sometime in the middle of the season. it was a surprise to be picked up because i'm not that great at basketball, but in my first game i played pretty well in limited minutes: i think i was 2/3 from the floor for 4 points (two 15-footers) and a couple of assists, no TOs. no memories of playing defense but presumably i was not great. i'm only 5-11, after all, with short arms.

after the game i went out to a bar but when i got there i realized i didn't have my driver's license, so i couldn't get in. i went home and while i was looking through my mail i realized i hadn't gotten my game check. in fact, i wasn't even sure how much money i had signed for.

later, still in the dream, i saw on facebook that my brother was making really cool, very intricate sculptures out of sculpy, and i decided to try to do the same. it was hard.

the end.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on October 31, 2012, 02:25:06 pm
I dream basically every night, usually nightmares...

I dreamed yesterday that a snake with an ostrich head came to bite me.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on November 15, 2012, 08:05:43 am
I was part of a crew that had robbed an 18-wheeler because it had something very valuable stashed in it. In the dream I wasn't even sure what it was. The crew was kind of big, maybe 10-12 guys, and the two leaders were brothers. The marked contents of the truck were firecrackers, and before we got in the truck to escape, one of the brothers lit them inside the truck. We all got in, me up front with the two brothers and the rest of the guys in the body of the truck -- it was hollow and had seats like a city bus, so I guess the storage was just in a shell around the center. I remember thinking that was pretty inefficient.

Eventually we pulled onto some back roads. it was pretty, lots of trees changing to fall colors. Everyone was laughing and in a good mood. a blue van coming at us from the other direction stopped in the middle of the road and a woman got out. I had a premonition and got down as low as I could. She shot at the brother who was driving and the truck swerved and slowed to a stop. The brother was hit but okay, not gonna die. The woman then came closer to the truck. We were all kind of paralyzed, not sure what to do. Obviously she had beef with our stealing whatever the cargo was. She started picking up rocks and throwing the bigger ones at the truck. She wasn't very good at it, though, so there was no threat. We all got out of the truck and then the woman turned into a tiger and started rolling around in the leaves.

The end.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on November 15, 2012, 10:41:15 am
Is there anything better than what the brain randomly decides to create? I don't think so.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on November 15, 2012, 12:09:55 pm
Is there anything better than what the brain randomly decides to create? I don't think so.

What the brain intentionally creates  :P
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on November 15, 2012, 02:47:26 pm
since i've stopped training, i havn't really been able to remember my dreams. when i was training hard, every night i'd dream up some crazy ish and remember it, very vivid stuff.

So now you have started training, encounter any dreams you remember?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on January 25, 2013, 01:54:00 am
I was part of a crew that had robbed an 18-wheeler because it had something very valuable stashed in it. In the dream I wasn't even sure what it was. The crew was kind of big, maybe 10-12 guys, and the two leaders were brothers. The marked contents of the truck were firecrackers, and before we got in the truck to escape, one of the brothers lit them inside the truck. We all got in, me up front with the two brothers and the rest of the guys in the body of the truck -- it was hollow and had seats like a city bus, so I guess the storage was just in a shell around the center. I remember thinking that was pretty inefficient.

Eventually we pulled onto some back roads. it was pretty, lots of trees changing to fall colors. Everyone was laughing and in a good mood. a blue van coming at us from the other direction stopped in the middle of the road and a woman got out. I had a premonition and got down as low as I could. She shot at the brother who was driving and the truck swerved and slowed to a stop. The brother was hit but okay, not gonna die. The woman then came closer to the truck. We were all kind of paralyzed, not sure what to do. Obviously she had beef with our stealing whatever the cargo was. She started picking up rocks and throwing the bigger ones at the truck. She wasn't very good at it, though, so there was no threat. We all got out of the truck and then the woman turned into a tiger and started rolling around in the leaves.

The end.

nice

i dont dream much anymore since i stopped training hard.. used to have the nuttiest dreams, i miss it.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on February 04, 2013, 07:05:25 am
I don't know i keep getting dreams of floyd mayweather being a leader part of a gang and they want to dominate people or kill them and for some reason they were after me. maybe from a previous dream they still have vengeance for me.

i don't remember exactly but was somethings i remember.

I was in this room with these other guys, like a meeting room and there was a hallway leading from front door to this meeting room and there was this bedroom which could be access from the hallway and from this room.

so floyd comes in with his boys wih guns to get something and to kill me so as they finish checking the bedroom they come towards the meeting room at the same time i sneak into the  bedroom and hide under the bed (best hiding place yet) so another guy comes in the bedroom and tries placing a suitcase under the bed while looking under the bed and sees me gets his gun out i kick him but can't reach so have to get out from the other side get on the bed you comes to standing aims gun at me i go close to kick him not far enough he is about to shoot me i come close and kick in the eye which ends up with me poking his eye and thrusting it in the socket with my big toe and i start running and there is this bath tub in the hallway with a lady and man in it and i go out and people are staring in laughing at the guy, they push me in the bath tub, but it was only the lady in there and the tub was bigger when i was in it, when i see what they were laughing from behind don't know why or who they were, i get out and run out and after i run out i am starting to be chased.there is car which leaving the driveway and for some reason i know them as i run towards them to ask for a lift and get me away and run after as they start driving away and i drop my guns and things i am holding which i wasn't before and then they stop and i don't remember if i got in or not but i think the guy got out to help me and that was it.

strange dream
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on February 14, 2013, 12:30:33 pm
hahaha ^^^


i don't dream much anymore... there seems to be a correlation between dreaming & working out, for me at least.

i had a twisted dream last night though.... i was in some special forces unit, whatever.. and we were pinned down by sniper fire.. crazy intense.

fuck war HEH
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on February 20, 2013, 01:59:19 pm
I dreamed that I had this green spider with a big, venom-filled butt. And whenever I tried to kill him he would grow even bigger. I tried to squeeze his head with a fork and his butt grew bigger. I tried to squeeze his butt and his head grew bigger. And then I realized the spider was Satan himself and was invincible. Then I decided to squeeze on his head some more and his butt popped and he died.

The end.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on February 20, 2013, 03:50:54 pm
lmao, the spider was satan.
But then he died so he couldn't have been satan.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on February 20, 2013, 05:40:52 pm
lmao, the spider was satan.
But then he died so he couldn't have been satan.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA  :highfive: :highfive: :highfive: :highfive:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on February 20, 2013, 05:42:10 pm
You kiddin' me? I just saved humanity.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on March 22, 2013, 05:42:56 am
This morning I had possibly the longest dream I've ever had and also remembered, it goes like this:

I was walking on the street towards my building and found 2 red pigeons... I had to catch each one with my left and my right hand and go home with them. But also there was this pigeon I raised that had a hole in his chest from an attack (I don't know what attacked it) so I had to dump these 2 guys in my balcony and catch it again (my pigeon) but it had an even bigger bloody hole in his chest now.

Then Miles (from this forum) came at my house to talk and stuff and it got late so his mom, a read-headed woman in her 30s with round glasses on came home to take him home because he wasn't leaving. His dad came too but he waited at the elevator. My mom was like "hey I can give you something to eat" and his mom was like "no no, we're ok, let's go home Miles".

So they leave but then after 5 minutes the door bell rings and my sister is like "I'm not answering that". So I do and it's Miles, he's like "hey I don't have anything to eat at home... so I came back". So my mom gives him something to eat and then we do some sort of "air skanderberg" where you just pretend you're doing skanderberg on your own (with no partner).

Then we went to a "club" down some very very long stairs (basically, each stair was like 20 feet in length and very short in height) and at the bottom of that staircase there was a karaoke club where you did both air skanderberg and sing at the same time. So I sang a song by Ricchi e Poveri, an old italian band - but the words didn't exist or make sense... there was just a bunch of jibberish. So I looked at my dad like "hey... wtf is this... how am I supposed to sing this" but I did struggled to do it and some parts, especially the chorus, were OK and some words were OK to read and just instantly sing them on the right melody.

But then I left home, leaving my father there, for some reason, but kinda came back afterwards and he wasn't there anymore. So I started looking around for him, going through that club's bathroom over a fence (this was depicted in my dream as a very old commodore-like game).

So I went over the fence and heard my dad crying. He was in this large court with grass on the floor... some kind of a church... I sneaked around to see what he was doing and he was this simple "black man" (you know, something like this: (http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/166171/101187271/stock-vector-the-some-simple-black-symbols-of-man-and-woman-101187271.jpg)) with a cat in his hands (same simple structure) while I was the same kind of guy but orange.

And he was crying with his "dead" cat in his hands and then he saw me and he SLAMMED the cat on the pavement saying (in English, of all languages) "YOU LAYER OF BRICKS!". I was like "um..." and then my dad started running and I followed him (not running maximally) and I could see him laugh.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on March 22, 2013, 07:45:28 am
lol, nice  :headbang:
dreams always gives things in different views like in your case black character and old commodore game.
or sometimes cartoon.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on March 22, 2013, 09:15:39 am
Well I usually prefer Hentai but considering the characters in this dream... commodore seems like the right choice.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on March 22, 2013, 10:21:58 am
the simple black man is called a helvetica man, for what it's worth.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on March 22, 2013, 10:45:36 am
It was much simpler than that, kinda like that "Nike" figure guy.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on March 22, 2013, 10:57:59 am
It was much simpler than that, kinda like that "Nike" figure guy.

simpler than

(http://linedandunlined.com/wp-content/uploads/TM-man.gif)

?

not sure what nike figure guy means.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on March 22, 2013, 11:34:40 am
There was a commercial with a nike "man" drawn of lines... I think he jumped into cement that was water or something like that.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: vag on March 22, 2013, 11:48:16 am
Captain obvious to the rescue!

The simplest man drawing is called a stick figure.

(http://behance.vo.llnwd.net/profiles4/104219/projects/271620/1042191248364028.jpg)


And the nike ad hero was the "stickman" :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xRcGOASyY_A


:lololol:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on March 22, 2013, 12:08:42 pm
wild. you nonnative-english-speaking types are a constant source of amusement.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on March 22, 2013, 12:31:03 pm
wild. you nonnative-english-speaking types are a constant source of amusement.

Weird. I didn't laugh at what vag posted!

:D
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 22, 2013, 01:15:32 pm
 :wowthatwasnutswtf:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on March 23, 2013, 07:55:51 am
Captain obvious to the rescue!

The simplest man drawing is called a stick figure.

(http://behance.vo.llnwd.net/profiles4/104219/projects/271620/1042191248364028.jpg)


And the nike ad hero was the "stickman" :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xRcGOASyY_A


:lololol:

the video is funny but at :40 it just looks wierd what the stick figure is doing
lol
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 30, 2013, 12:23:51 am
i dreamed i killed a mountain lion/cougar with my rambo knife. it attacked me, i killed it.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on March 30, 2013, 06:25:59 pm
i dreamed i killed a mountain lion/cougar with my rambo knife. it attacked me, i killed it.

Nice!
I'm guessing this is a start to longer dreams, as your ability to remember increases when you remember a little then a bit more and so on and so on.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on March 30, 2013, 08:23:41 pm
I dreamed I was on a building with 6 elevators, of which one wasn't really an elevator but was a place that looked like an elevator and had all these soda cans in it, with a blueish light. It was really a kind of a nightmare... these elevators were really, really weird and "dangerous" so a guy that looked like "The Rock" came in and said "OK OK... I'm coming with you in the elevator..."
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LanceSTS on March 30, 2013, 10:09:42 pm
I dreamed I was on a building with 6 elevators, of which one wasn't really an elevator but was a place that looked like an elevator and had all these soda cans in it, with a blueish light. It was really a kind of a nightmare... these elevators were really, really weird and "dangerous" so a guy that looked like "The Rock" came in and said "OK OK... I'm coming with you in the elevator..."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsUUr22n8N4
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on April 27, 2013, 08:06:19 am
I had this strange dream, i was lying in bed and its against the back of the room and there is this window on the left side of the wall of the foot of the bed.

[window]
                     |--| foot of bed
                     |   | <- bed
                     [m]
                    head of bed

i hear talking, lots of people talking, which open my eyes and see no body and hear people and for some reason i know its people on adarq site like adarqui, lancests and other's talking to raptor i think.

and i see around 4 big 2d white arrows and i saw a hand you know the shape your mouse icon changes to when you place your mouse of a link.
and all these were at the upper section of the window. the window consists of 2 sections which both open, the arrows were on the uppersection in the midway line of the 2 sections.

They were saying something like "its right there" the thing is there, i think they were pointing a little branch with one olive or maybe grape but i am more sure it was probably olive, attached telling raptor its there. i barely remember but it was small i think. i think it was hanging from the ceiling of the window frame not the ceiling of the room.

the window extends to the ceiling like in the attic i don't know what they call it in america. so the arrows were close or on the ceiling.

then i woke up.
strange.  :uhcomeon:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on April 27, 2013, 10:00:03 am
I'm telling you, that olive was awesome! Haven't tasted one like that in years
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on April 27, 2013, 10:14:40 am
two dreams from the past week:

i was sitting around a camp fire with some people, just hanging out. everyone was being kind of quiet. at some point i realized that a new person had come and joined but was sitting on the ground right outside the circle, kind of behind and to my right. i turned around and it was pau gasol. no one else seemed to notice or care that he was there so i turned around and talked with him for a while. asked what he thought about marc being named defensive POY, he said he was very proud, very happy for him. we had kind of a long conversation. nice guy. then i woke up.

***

couple of nights later, i was in a forest and caught up in a big mock-battle over who could, in teams, climb to the top of these very tall trees and retrieve some kind of object first. my team had taken a lot of casualties just getting to the trees, so we were behind. the only way to climb up was via a rope and using your hands and legs to grip, and you needed at least three people to get up or you couldn't bring the object down. i saw one girl from my old gym who flander would get a chubby for (jacked but not ripped, big ass, big natural boobs, pretty) jump back down off the rope and her hands were shaking from the extertion, she almost couldn't close them anymore. so me and a couple teammates started up our tree and people were throwing spears at us and shooting arrows and stuff. that's all i remember.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on April 27, 2013, 10:46:05 am
Man dreams are awesome because they are SO unpredictable... they go beyond random imagination.

I think reading dreams is even funnier.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on April 27, 2013, 01:38:45 pm
two dreams from the past week:

i was sitting around a camp fire with some people, just hanging out. everyone was being kind of quiet. at some point i realized that a new person had come and joined but was sitting on the ground right outside the circle, kind of behind and to my right. i turned around and it was pau gasol. no one else seemed to notice or care that he was there so i turned around and talked with him for a while. asked what he thought about marc being named defensive POY, he said he was very proud, very happy for him. we had kind of a long conversation. nice guy. then i woke up.

***

couple of nights later, i was in a forest and caught up in a big mock-battle over who could, in teams, climb to the top of these very tall trees and retrieve some kind of object first. my team had taken a lot of casualties just getting to the trees, so we were behind. the only way to climb up was via a rope and using your hands and legs to grip, and you needed at least three people to get up or you couldn't bring the object down. i saw one girl from my old gym who flander would get a chubby for (jacked but not ripped, big ass, big natural boobs, pretty) jump back down off the rope and her hands were shaking from the extertion, she almost couldn't close them anymore. so me and a couple teammates started up our tree and people were throwing spears at us and shooting arrows and stuff. that's all i remember.

Second one is definitely funny, you had to climb up a tree as a contest and the other contenders were throwing spears at you and shooting arrows.
lmao.

Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on May 07, 2013, 10:19:12 pm
i was trying to get back to my house from somewhere having just arrived in DC from a long trip. i had some heavy luggage with me. i was close enough that i could have walked but it would have sucked and i was in a hurry. i saw a guy i work with and a woman i took to be his wife driving by and flagged them down. they said sure, they'd give me a ride, but it'd cost me like a taxi. i said fine, fine. but the traffic was really bad so the ride ended up being very expensive. i had them drop me off short of my house, and then i didn't have exact change and they couldn't make change, so we had to go into their house so the woman could give me change. at some point during the ride my coworker morphed into a dude who in the dream i knew to be one of the people from lyle's forum. but he didn't know who i was. we ended up sitting around and talking in their house for a while, no idea about what, and then i said i had to go, "see you later, carlo," and he was surprised and then grinned. he told me to check out something on the forum and then stretched out like a cartoon dancer. then i left.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on May 08, 2013, 05:43:58 am
I've started taking ZMA again and I have wild, LONG dreams again.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on May 08, 2013, 07:51:13 pm
Funny to think what you would dream of.
 :trollface:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on May 09, 2013, 03:53:52 am
Let's just say I have to censor a lot of them and pretend they didn't happen :trollface:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on May 23, 2013, 02:34:18 am
Dreamed that I was at a TYT paty when this guy came http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001455/ and grabbed me from underneath my jaw on the left side of the face and I was paralized and couldn't do anything.

It turns out I was paralized in real life too,sleeping and unable to move and feeling like dying.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on May 23, 2013, 05:36:54 am
Is this all, no censored detail you are leaving out?
 :ninja:

Like a martial arts move, lol, that does happen, you can't move until you comeout of your dream.
i tried that, i was having a dream and i forced myself to wakeup from my dream and get up but couldn't sit up someone holding me down.

 :wowthatwasnutswtf:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on May 23, 2013, 10:25:40 am
Dreamed that I was at a TYT paty when this guy came http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001455/ and grabbed me from underneath my jaw on the left side of the face and I was paralized and couldn't do anything.

It turns out I was paralized in real life too,sleeping and unable to move and feeling like dying.

clicked link, lol'd in real life.  :almostascoolasnyancat:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on May 26, 2013, 05:20:06 am
I had a dream that i was in this train with girl who is in my class, we were on the last carriage of the train. she recommended we do something risky, and me who likes to do things risky, don't know why, not crazy, she said shall we try and open the back door get off the train, and since the train was moving at a slow pace, holding onto the train walk with it and then get back on, i definitely liked the idea, so she did it and then i tried and then she did it again and we got in the train safely without the train driving off but then suddenly there was this guy standing at the spot where we was walking with the train, but he was standing still, and the train was still i think couldn't detect it moving, so he tried to get us off the train i kicked him cos i am higher than him, then this is where i just dont remember what happened after but i think we either got off the train and we tried to get back over the roofs of the other train, or maybe we were still inside and we see this guys face appear on the brick wall outside. we were in those empty carriage trains, so we must have come off, you normally see runaways/prisoners hide in, and the train passing a wall must have stopped in front of the wall to show the guys face appear, water splashed onto the wall and then you see his face. Then we were turned into animated game characters like tin tin and we were in a game and we had to try and get back on the train and i remember a little scene from the game, when we started we were trying to find a knife or a key and there was the item under the rat as he was moving around, so we got hold of the item and thats it end of dream.

 :uhcomeon:

really strange
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: TKXII on June 06, 2013, 01:45:28 pm
3 interesting dreams, all short ones, last night.

1. I was at the mall with my friend shopping for a new pair of dress shoes. In fact that's what I did yesterday. My mother wants me to look nice for my sister's graduation party so she she basically bought me a new outfit, but we didn't get the shoes yet. In the dream, I'm walking around the mall and we eat at the food court. I get some pu-erh tea, it's a deep red color. I love pu-erh tea. All of a sudden I'm at the party, getting ready for it to begin and helping prepare. But I realize I need to pee first. Once I'm at a urinal, I pull my pants down all the way to the ground. I start peeing and it's a milder color than the pu-erh tea, but still red, which I don't think much about. However, the pee keeps getting all over my new shoes and pants, and I can't seem to figure out how to get it in the urinal. It's so weird, I'm pissed! Literally, cuz now my pants are gonna smell like piss and feel wet and uncomfortable at the party. Then I wake up around 7am and realize I just need to pee.

2. I'm at my dad's house in boston, and my fingers have this craving to play the piano. So I start playing the piano but i'm pretty unskilled and the song just plays by itself. All of a sudden a music video starts playing. Or, I created the scene by playing piano . . . either way the scene changed. This hipster dude with a beard is singing the song. He's gay and he's talking about his boyfriend and how they broke up and it sucks or something. I thought it was interesting because the people in the video seemed exotic and I felt like I was in another city that I have not been to before. The guy singing was cool though and I think he was my friend but i'm not sure. The dream ended but I was still asleep and I thought to myself: "ehh that was an okay performance, I am not really good at the piano."

3. I'm taking this girl I'm seeing, the night after I get back from Boston. She's this curvy indian girl with dimples and kinda curly black hair. So I take a bus to meet up with her. It's a yellow school bus and there are like 25 people on it and it's super packed. After we're about to get off the bus, I realize she's sitting in the back. So I glance at her and say hi and walk towards her. She's wearing some peacock blue shirt and looks fly, as usual. I have a huge wad of something i'm chewing in my mouth, I forget what it actually was but I told her it was "mouri," a formula consisting of roasted fennel seeds that is available in Indian restaurants to help with digestion; you will almost always find it in a bowl placed outside the main door to the restaurant in the entrance. I don't like swallowing the fiber so I usually have this wad in my mouth and have to spit it out. So I get off the bus and find a trash can and spit it out then start talking to her. Without verbalizing it I realize we are actually about to enter a movie theater, but we talk for a bit outside and catch up since it's been 2 weeks since I've seen her last.

She looks mildly concerned for whatever reason. I feel like she's going to say she banged some guy while I was away in Boston for two weeks, but instead, she morphs into this cute redhead, maybe even a redhead version of herself, and has a cigarette in her mouth. So yea she's white now, wearing a white dress outfit thing with black polka dots. I can't smell the smoke, (because it's a dream probably) which is a good thing because I don't like to have conversations with cigarette smoke around me. Either way she looks hot. She also has a cast on her right arm now, it's blue in color, and says she was trying too hard or something - she's not able to describe exactly how she broke her arm because she is too upset.  I imagined her fall in my mind as she was working on some project, and she was also on the roof, in my imagination during the dream, when she broke her arm.

The dream ended but as I was in a post-dream semi-awake state, I again got the feeling I was in another city entirely during that dream and the chicks were all really hot. My friend and I were talking about Toronto the other day since I'm looking there for grad school, and we talked about the hot indian girls there so maybe that's why I got that feeling. My mind was just arbitrarily connecting things that happened yesterday I guess. Anyway the redhead was super super cute and had orange hair.

OMG and I just realized this movie theater was the same movie theater I watched a movie in in a previous dream a while ago that I don't remember too well but it was the same movie theater. Except I did not enter the theater in this dream.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on June 06, 2013, 02:48:31 pm
So the teather exists in real life?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on June 06, 2013, 03:01:22 pm
I had a dream that i was in this train with girl who is in my class, we were on the last carriage of the train. she recommended we do something risky, and me who likes to do things risky, don't know why, not crazy, she said shall we try and open the back door get off the train, and since the train was moving at a slow pace, holding onto the train walk with it and then get back on, i definitely liked the idea, so she did it and then i tried and then she did it again and we got in the train safely without the train driving off but then suddenly there was this guy standing at the spot where we was walking with the train, but he was standing still, and the train was still i think couldn't detect it moving, so he tried to get us off the train i kicked him cos i am higher than him, then this is where i just dont remember what happened after but i think we either got off the train and we tried to get back over the roofs of the other train, or maybe we were still inside and we see this guys face appear on the brick wall outside. we were in those empty carriage trains, so we must have come off, you normally see runaways/prisoners hide in, and the train passing a wall must have stopped in front of the wall to show the guys face appear, water splashed onto the wall and then you see his face. Then we were turned into animated game characters like tin tin and we were in a game and we had to try and get back on the train and i remember a little scene from the game, when we started we were trying to find a knife or a key and there was the item under the rat as he was moving around, so we got hold of the item and thats it end of dream.

 :uhcomeon:

really strange

 just saw this, great.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on June 06, 2013, 03:11:55 pm
dream:

i woke up in my parents' house, guess i'd been spending the night for some reason, in the room that my brothers and i shared when we were kids that my parents have converted into a guest room. i went downstairs and my dad was doing dishes in the kitchen. it was pretty early in the morning. he was facing away from me, at the sink. i asked him how he was, and instead of answering he turned the water off and braced himself on the sides of the sink. i walked a little closer and around until i could see the side of his face, and i knew that my youngest brother had died or was in very bad shape, that something had happened during the night. i said, "it's j, isn't it." not asking, just saying it. he nodded and closed his eyes, and i started to cry.

there's a gap, but later in the dream we were at the hospital going to see him. i remember walking through the hallways, not sure if he was even still alive, trying to find his room.

/dream

our other brother, the middle one, has also had a kind of recurring dream recently in which our little brother is dead, although his are quite different and involve being at family gatherings where everyone is the same except little brother, who is some younger version of himself. for example, a few months ago he dreamt that we were all at my step-grandmother's house for christmas, which we are every year. the whole extended family is there except j, which has also become normal over the last 8 years or so. he's often unable to travel. L, my middle brother, is in the living room and the front door opens. 10-year-old j is standing there, not saying anything. (he's 22 in real life.) he's not dressed for the winter. L knows that this means j is dead. he lies down on the floor, on his back, and cries.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on June 06, 2013, 05:23:26 pm
Damn... kinda weird. Maybe it's something you guys are unconsciously aware of but I sure hope I'm wrong!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: TKXII on June 07, 2013, 10:13:22 am
So the teather exists in real life?

Nope I've just been to this movie theater in my dreams. There are a few other venues that only exist in my dreams but I cannot think of them at the moment. I often find myself in my old home in the suburbs of philly before I moved to boston too in my dreams.

dream:
our other brother, the middle one, has also had a kind of recurring dream recently in which our little brother is dead, although his are quite different and involve being at family gatherings where everyone is the same except little brother, who is some younger version of himself. for example, a few months ago he dreamt that we were all at my step-grandmother's house for christmas, which we are every year. the whole extended family is there except j, which has also become normal over the last 8 years or so. he's often unable to travel. L, my middle brother, is in the living room and the front door opens. 10-year-old j is standing there, not saying anything. (he's 22 in real life.) he's not dressed for the winter. L knows that this means j is dead. he lies down on the floor, on his back, and cries.

damn dude. well it's good you're paying attention i guess. it's always crazy when the dreams turn into real life and it's hard to say if it was really premonition or what.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on June 07, 2013, 10:19:17 am
So the teather exists in real life?

Nope I've just been to this movie theater in my dreams. There are a few other venues that only exist in my dreams but I cannot think of them at the moment. I often find myself in my old home in the suburbs of philly before I moved to boston too in my dreams.

dream:
our other brother, the middle one, has also had a kind of recurring dream recently in which our little brother is dead, although his are quite different and involve being at family gatherings where everyone is the same except little brother, who is some younger version of himself. for example, a few months ago he dreamt that we were all at my step-grandmother's house for christmas, which we are every year. the whole extended family is there except j, which has also become normal over the last 8 years or so. he's often unable to travel. L, my middle brother, is in the living room and the front door opens. 10-year-old j is standing there, not saying anything. (he's 22 in real life.) he's not dressed for the winter. L knows that this means j is dead. he lies down on the floor, on his back, and cries.

damn dude. well it's good you're paying attention i guess. it's always crazy when the dreams turn into real life and it's hard to say if it was really premonition or what.

Maybe something in the little brother's behavior makes both LBSS and his middle brother worry about him unconsciously, and these dreams are the expression of their worries.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: TKXII on June 13, 2013, 04:47:38 pm
The conditions are rainy, wet, and cloudy (it's been raining recently). I'm with some friends from school who come to the yoga sessions run by my club. We went on a yoga retreat last month so I had those people in mind. We were doing some other health related activity together, working out actually. Since it's fitness related, my brain decided to put some people I have worked with in the gym in my dream too to participate in this activity. There was one kid next to me who I work with who is about 6'2'' or so, and 260+lbs. I remember him well because he said he runs 3+ miles 3 times a week but was so tired after a simple workout I gave him involving heavy weights.

Anyway, we were on some roof and three of my good friends from the yoga retreat all of a sudden decided to do "Avishekdrops," depth drops from a VERY high altitude. It was like 4+ stories. Without even asking me about it they just JUMPED off the roof! i was fucking petrified I was like NOOO you're not supposed to drop from THAT high you'll fuck your knees up! they didn't listen they were smiling like they were jumping off a plane...they didn't even do a roll or anything after landing they just landed on their feet and crumbled to the floor as their knees collapsed.

Thankfully, they were completely fine. No injuries at all and smiles. They thought they were doing something "alternative" and healthy. The guy next to me who isn't really that fit and can barely do 10 bodyweight squats then wanted to give the depth drops a try. I DID NOT let him jump from the roof, I was like there is no way you can handle that high of a drop. I left the scene and just thought to myself, I do not feel like doing these depth drops today and I can't believe they did. I'm not regretting that I did not participate in this activity because it's just way too high of a drop and pointless.

Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on June 13, 2013, 05:26:22 pm
The conditions are rainy, wet, and cloudy (it's been raining recently). I'm with some friends from school who come to the yoga sessions run by my club. We went on a yoga retreat last month so I had those people in mind. We were doing some other health related activity together, working out actually. Since it's fitness related, my brain decided to put some people I have worked with in the gym in my dream too to participate in this activity. There was one kid next to me who I work with who is about 6'2'' or so, and 260+lbs. I remember him well because he said he runs 3+ miles 3 times a week but was so tired after a simple workout I gave him involving heavy weights.

Anyway, we were on some roof and three of my good friends from the yoga retreat all of a sudden decided to do "Avishekdrops," depth drops from a VERY high altitude. It was like 4+ stories. Without even asking me about it they just JUMPED off the roof! i was fucking petrified I was like NOOO you're not supposed to drop from THAT high you'll fuck your knees up! they didn't listen they were smiling like they were jumping off a plane...they didn't even do a roll or anything after landing they just landed on their feet and crumbled to the floor as their knees collapsed.

Thankfully, they were completely fine. No injuries at all and smiles. They thought they were doing something "alternative" and healthy. The guy next to me who isn't really that fit and can barely do 10 bodyweight squats then wanted to give the depth drops a try. I DID NOT let him jump from the roof, I was like there is no way you can handle that high of a drop. I left the scene and just thought to myself, I do not feel like doing these depth drops today and I can't believe they did. I'm not regretting that I did not participate in this activity because it's just way too high of a drop and pointless.



Already upvoted this story as soon as I read "Avishekdrops"
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: TKXII on June 24, 2013, 08:11:56 am
School's back. I'm excited and looking forward to it, to all the people, the busyness, the environment, and the nostalgia that autumn brings with it's cool cuddly evenings. It's early in the morning, before sunrise, so around 5AM I believe, and I'm headed to Baltimore (I'm pretty sure.. I took the train I took a few days ago so I think that's why I went there in my dream because it was familiar and recent). I'm not actually in school I don't think . . . I'm just visiting and having fun. I get off the train and the sky is still a dark blue. I have some time to spare so I head to a book store to sit down and read before grabbing some breakfast.

I walk into the bookstore and it gets kind of blurry after that, but all of a sudden i'm in the cafeteria and there is SO MUCH FOOD. Like warm starchy carbs, pancakes, waffles, everything. I'm pretty hungry. I run into a friend of mine from high school in line, i'm like "hey!!!" Then in front of me is another friend from high school, one who I have not seen in 5+ years. We get our food, the three of us and sit down at a table. All of a sudden . . . three people from my elementary school are at the same table!! I'm having a such a great time.

I wake up and my stomach is grumbling.

Very pleasant dream.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: TKXII on July 06, 2013, 11:37:30 am
had a bunch of cool dreams last night. In one of them I was watching a 100m dash youtube video but I actually went inside the video in the middle of the track on the turf and my high school track coach was there.

I think I won the 100m dash actually and set some record. I got so excited I decided to do a backflip. I told everyone "don't worry, I've had so many dreams about this I know how to do it already." And so I did 2 backflips and they felt better than any other backflip I've done in my dreams before.
 
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on July 06, 2013, 01:31:12 pm
My Dream was sooo crazy soo messed up i don't why i had it, i wasn't even thinking about those things.

the dream consisted of me being inside a temple sort of like the mayan temples with the pyramid steps, i was already inside in the beginning, jessica alba was on some platform. i approach her then the dream ends

second dream continues from the first, but now i'm outside the temple and i know that jessica alba is inside, don't know how, the only way in is with this person who has a magic sentence sort of key i tell the person give it to me to let me in the temple but it was a magical spiritual looking lady (hard to describe, @raptor: not manga) i think and she didn't other people were there as well i think my brothers and sisters, not all, telling her not let me in, then i go ask for goku's help don't know how he can help but vegeta is there as well and they are too busy and they fuse with the earings and im trying to persuade them, gogeta was fat like big and huge for some reason and no matter what they don't let me in.

also the walls or doors of the temple had these stick man hands or arms through the wall, i think this was from the stick man video i watched on youtube.

then there is a bear, the bear was a mixture of a teddy bear with teeth a video i saw on youtube and his wiener like its been drawn on or something from a draw my life video where the guy drew a wiener on his images, must have mentally scarred me temporarily i hope, contemplating, i don't know over what, maybe the temple, thinking of; i don't know its all confusing, troubles of building temple being trapped in and then in the future there's his temple, its like straight into the future, where the bear realizes oh shit that's my temple, and i can control his fate somehow and knowing there is a female bear inside i let her be free ignoring the fact i couldn't get inside the temple i saw and they both do their weird thing at the side; like they do in the discovery channel  :P lol.

it's the most strangest thing most f'd up thing a weird combination of what i watched placed together i don't even know where jessica alba came from.

@raptor: don't even mention porn cos i don't watch it

strange
 :uhcomeon:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on July 06, 2013, 03:49:45 pm
So all you want to tell us is that you watch porn? Because that's the only thing true in all of that.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on July 06, 2013, 04:17:47 pm
So all you want to tell us is that you watch porn? Because that's the only thing true in all of that.

didn't you just read this?          :uhhhfacepalm:
I guess your brain can only interpret it as porn.

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@raptor: don't even mention porn cos i don't watch it
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on July 06, 2013, 04:47:06 pm
Well, my point exactly. The fact that you deny so vehemently that is the proof of its existence.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on July 06, 2013, 05:20:05 pm
Well, my point exactly. The fact that you deny so vehemently that is the proof of its existence.

 :uhhhfacepalm:
i just knew that thought was going to crop up in your mind so i was stating it ahead of time and was hesitant in posting it as i knew you would probably comment on porn related issue and maybe beat off to what i wrote lmao  :P
but if you still don't believe me fine, no problem.

Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on July 06, 2013, 06:50:19 pm
And to think that even so, I still beat off to what you wrote.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on July 06, 2013, 07:38:47 pm
And to think that even so, I still beat off to what you wrote.

so you did beat off to what i wrote?  :ninja:
lol'd irl you're responses are just unreal.

i'm not going to say anything anymore you will always twist it around.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: TKXII on July 12, 2013, 10:14:07 pm
last night's dream. I still remember it pretty well so I might as well write it..

I'm visiting a grad school i'm interested in (I actually just booked tickets to do this next month so makes sense why this is happening in a dream). All I remember now is that it's night time, and I'm really really lost. I forget what street the apartment i'm staying in is on and I'm walking around aimlessly.

No one is around. I take my shoes off and start walking barefoot for some reason.

All of a sudden, a car pulls up next to me asking me if i'm lost. I say yes. They apparently know who I am, and I recognize them. They were two brunettes, unrelated to each other, both pretty hot and that I used to have crushes on. They drive me back to my apartment. I remember clearly the number of the apartment, 425.

I found it odd that I remembered the exact number, it's not something that happens usually in dreams. They dropped me off and then the dream ended. It was pleasant, sort of.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on August 01, 2013, 11:52:57 am
two nights ago:

i was in a strange, big apartment with a huge, double-wide chaise longue kind of thing in the main room made up as a bed. it was white or off-white. my gf and i were alone in the apartment and we fucked on the chaise longue. then she went to some other part of the apartment to take a shower or do whatever and i stayed lying down. an old coworker of mine came into the apartment. not an unattractive woman, nice big raptor/mobuto-friendly ass-to-waist ratio, but not someone i'd get with in real life (even if single). i was still naked but under the covers. she came over and talked to me for a while and it was clear that she wanted to have sex with me. i did not want to cheat on my gf but somehow in the dream i could not resist and i ended up fucking her in exactly the same sequence as i just had my gf. then she got up, got dressed, and left. while it was happening i was pretty sure my gf could hear, at least faintly, from the part of the apartment that she was in. after the coworker left my gf came back into the room and she was trying to play it cool but i knew she knew. she has a bad poker face and i could see that she was almost crying. i was very sheepish and tried to pull the covers up around myself to hide the fact that i was still naked, but i ended up just looking guilty. gf sat on a chair by the foot of the chaise longue and said, "how could you do that?" and i just babbled out some incoherent excuse. i was ashamed and confused as to why i'd done it. then i woke up.

never cheated on anyone in real life.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Joe on August 01, 2013, 12:30:49 pm
two nights ago:

i was in a strange, big apartment with a huge, double-wide chaise longue kind of thing in the main room made up as a bed. it was white or off-white. my gf and i were alone in the apartment and we fucked on the chaise longue. then she went to some other part of the apartment to take a shower or do whatever and i stayed lying down. an old coworker of mine came into the apartment. not an unattractive woman, nice big raptor/mobuto-friendly ass-to-waist ratio, but not someone i'd get with in real life (even if single). i was still naked but under the covers. she came over and talked to me for a while and it was clear that she wanted to have sex with me. i did not want to cheat on my gf but somehow in the dream i could not resist and i ended up fucking her in exactly the same sequence as i just had my gf. then she got up, got dressed, and left. while it was happening i was pretty sure my gf could hear, at least faintly, from the part of the apartment that she was in. after the coworker left my gf came back into the room and she was trying to play it cool but i knew she knew. she has a bad poker face and i could see that she was almost crying. i was very sheepish and tried to pull the covers up around myself to hide the fact that i was still naked, but i ended up just looking guilty. gf sat on a chair by the foot of the chaise longue and said, "how could you do that?" and i just babbled out some incoherent excuse. i was ashamed and confused as to why i'd done it. then i woke up.

never cheated on anyone in real life.

Rep'd for correct spelling of chaise longue. Intense dream though man
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on August 01, 2013, 01:28:36 pm
two nights ago:

i was in a strange, big apartment with a huge, double-wide chaise longue kind of thing in the main room made up as a bed. it was white or off-white. my gf and i were alone in the apartment and we fucked on the chaise longue. then she went to some other part of the apartment to take a shower or do whatever and i stayed lying down. an old coworker of mine came into the apartment. not an unattractive woman, nice big raptor/mobuto-friendly ass-to-waist ratio, but not someone i'd get with in real life (even if single). i was still naked but under the covers. she came over and talked to me for a while and it was clear that she wanted to have sex with me. i did not want to cheat on my gf but somehow in the dream i could not resist and i ended up fucking her in exactly the same sequence as i just had my gf. then she got up, got dressed, and left. while it was happening i was pretty sure my gf could hear, at least faintly, from the part of the apartment that she was in. after the coworker left my gf came back into the room and she was trying to play it cool but i knew she knew. she has a bad poker face and i could see that she was almost crying. i was very sheepish and tried to pull the covers up around myself to hide the fact that i was still naked, but i ended up just looking guilty. gf sat on a chair by the foot of the chaise longue and said, "how could you do that?" and i just babbled out some incoherent excuse. i was ashamed and confused as to why i'd done it. then i woke up.

never cheated on anyone in real life.

Meh... at least that girl listened to me in your dream.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: TKXII on October 12, 2013, 12:01:36 pm
In response to the above dream, I don't understand how watching pornography and jacking off to other women's bodies is any different than cheating on your girlfriend. Obviously the action wasn't taken, but in the brain, there isn't much difference. If you want to have sex with other women you see on the screen, you'll want to have sex with them even more when you see them in person.

Speaks to the appropriateness of monogamy for males (and maybe females) and/or how good of a fit your girlfriend is for you, assuming that if monogamy is right for you, the right woman would never have you think about cheating on her, in real life or in a dream.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: TKXII on October 12, 2013, 12:16:26 pm
multiple dreams last night....a couple dreams in one, but one important aspect to make note of:

A couple friends and I visited some city, don't remember exactly where, it wasn't a beach or anything. We were at some sporting event, at a field near a lake. I wanted to go behind the stadium to see the lake. My friends and I left the game and we walked around in the park near the lake, except by this pt in the dream there was no lake anymore, just a green park and the sporting event disappeared.

I don't remember at what point this happened, but I decided to do a backflip. I told myself, I've dreamed about this so many times, I just know I'll do it here in real life. So I did it, three times. Then I did a couple front flips.

Anyway after that a group of three girls started chatting with us. They seemed cool, and they knew the area. We walked around in the city before going back to one of their places. As it so happens in many of my dreams, the setting is actually in my old old house in Pennsylvania, where I grew up. Except it's just the room, the family room and kitchen, it's not my parents' house, it's not my house, but it's the same room, same set up, TV, couches. I really want to visit my old old house for some reason so that's why it keeps showing up in my dreams. I miss that place.

Anyway, one of the girls is pretty interested in me. She's white, with blonde hair, but wears indian jewelry and has adopted an indian name. Actually, she's hungarian.. very random (for that to appear in a dream). She jokes that she's the adopted sister of some famous indian actress, to portray her love for indian things. Since I take many jokes literally I started to look up this actress on my phone because the name sounded very familiar. I couldn't find it, I kept spelling it wrong, and then the search results started to become hungarian (i have no idea what it looks like though, but after going to wikipedia the stuff I saw resembled more russian or another dialect such as the Mordvinic dialect of hungarian).

Then she started getting really really interested in me. She was really hot too. She had beauty spots on her face, I think girls with beauty spots tend to be super attractive. Then she literally started getting on top of me and tried to make out with me. But I actually threw her to the side off of me. Then I did a couple more backflips and another frontflip. But then she came back, she was attractive but I couldn't even think about having sex with her, I told her I have a girlfriend. She actually started making out with me and it was getting hard to resist. I asked her, since I suspected this to be the case, if she had sex with one of my friends who was in the room. She said yes. Then I asked her if she wanted us to double team her. She said something like "i'm trying to take care of myself right now . . ." something illogical. I still didn't want to bang her so I don't know why I asked. But I finally threw myself off of her and then left the room, grabbing my stuff, and randomly eating some food form the kitchen.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on October 12, 2013, 02:13:10 pm
In response to the above dream, I don't understand how watching pornography and jacking off to other women's bodies is any different than cheating on your girlfriend. Obviously the action wasn't taken, but in the brain, there isn't much difference. If you want to have sex with other women you see on the screen, you'll want to have sex with them even more when you see them in person.

Speaks to the appropriateness of monogamy for males (and maybe females) and/or how good of a fit your girlfriend is for you, assuming that if monogamy is right for you, the right woman would never have you think about cheating on her, in real life or in a dream.

Yes, yes you would. Only societal expectations make you think that you wouldn't. No matter how fit she is for your desires, you will get tired/bored/overwhelmed with her and will want to try something else. It's in our design, to reproduce with as many mates as possible.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: TKXII on October 12, 2013, 02:49:31 pm
Yes, yes you would. Only societal expectations make you think that you wouldn't. No matter how fit she is for your desires, you will get tired/bored/overwhelmed with her and will want to try something else. It's in our design, to reproduce with as many mates as possible.

It's also in our design to ensure the survival of our offspring - some studies suggest this to be one reason why we are monogamous,
http://www.businessinsider.com/two-new-studies-explore-the-evolutionary-advantages-of-monogamy-2013-7

Edit: But then again, those studies defend monogamy as a way to help offspring survive. Making babies is not the main part of a relationship these days, so there are many other factors for sure.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on October 12, 2013, 03:30:16 pm
The mothers can take care of the baby. Your "job" is to spread the seed to as many mothers as possible.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: TKXII on November 08, 2013, 08:24:37 am
most complex dream ever....

Ok it started at the farmer's market, I went there with my dad and sister. I was really excited to show them this farmer's market, it was huge. They also had lots of candy, and once time in a dream I went to this farmer's market and ate candy here, i think, but I wanted sugar. I told my sister about the organic twizzler's but she said she hates twizzlers. So anyway, they go off and I do my own thing. I try out this free drink sample, it's some energy drink, but all it has in it that I can see is cacao powder. So I drink it but it's really gritty.

I decide to go to Trader Joe's real quick, to pick something up, so I take the metro there, it's only two stops away from where I am now. The first stop has a really foggy/scenic/eerie landscape, I was awed actually. The next stop was my stop, so I got off, got my thing, forget what it was though, and then just decide to go home. I get home and call my dad to tell him I'm home, but they arrive at the same time basically.

I now go to the backyard, it doesn't look like my house anymore either, and it's dark outside. A deer comes out of no where, then another, then another, except they are cat-like. I decide to hunt one of them to eat it later. I throw a tiny rock at one of the cats (these cats are larger than household cats), but I missed. I take a bigger rock and throw it and it almost falls down, as if losing consciousness. Then I throw one more but I miss. I attempt this one more time and I strike it again, causing the animal to stumble again. I decided to lay of the rocks and kill it quickly so it doesn't have to suffer anymore. I take a stick, that I will use as a knife, and get closer to it. But then it gets on the offensive, but since it's tired, I was not afraid. It lunges at me while hissing, with it's fierce bright yellow eyes angry. I slash the stick at the cat once and it's down now for good, but still moving. Then I take the stick to the neck, and try to kill it that way, but i went a bit too low. Regardless, the stick cut through the animal, so I decided to keep slashing it until I cut it's head off because it was in pain. So I finally did that, but I only severed like 80% or so but I assumed it was dead and I cut the main cords so I stopped.

Unfortunately, the meat did not smell appetizing at all. It smelled bad, had a sulphury smell I'd guess now, in my dream I wasn't sure what the smell was but not too appetizing. I have never hunted before so I wasn't sure if that was normal or not. Also after I killed it I thought about how I would skin it, I had never done that before but I thought i'd figure it out.

Anyway, I went inside to wash up. I went back out to check on my animal, but the cleaning lady of the house behind us took the animal and let it rest on a fallen tree in their yard, even though it was dead. There was a huge puddle all over the ground, from the rain, even though I don't remember it raining, and she said it was the blood of the cat. I said no, it was already there from the bat. I have no idea what bat I was referring to but there was a bat there that died and contributed to the pool of dark water in the backyard.

I am getting scared now as if i'll be in trouble, because she says the owner of the house will come out to examine this soon, I'm like high school age i think in this dream, or maybe my age, but i'm not confident. My friends are here, 6 friends, 3 males, 3 females. 3 couples actually. We're in the basement but in some hallway, that someone can see from the floor above. For some reason they decide to have sex, it's cool, we're all having fun.

The owner of that house comes in to look for us, but I think it was my dad too at the same time. He just misses us, my friends were still having sex but basically he couldn't see us from the floor above for some reason. We froze in complete silence as they searched for us. My friends were all naked and inside of each other...

Now it's time to escape. My friend Eric is here, and he tells me I can use his bike. I go to the backyard and there is this really nice mountain bike waiting for me. It's blue and black, and it's not an ordinary mountain bike. Both the front and back wheel can turn. I take it up and just escape from everything. I zoom through the trees in the side yard of my house, in near-darkness, i can barely see the floor but it's just good enough. Using the special wheels that both turn, I am able to skid and make sharper turns in the dirt. But then I realized I forgot my phone so I sprint back to the house, before realizing it's in my pocket. So I keep biking... i'm at the edge of the driveway and in my head I know it's my friend David's house. Have no idea how that happened, the side yard turned into Dave's house. And his dad is the one I was afraid of now. He's this big puerto-rican guy and my friend Dave always hit things from him to avoid getting in trouble.

I make a right turn with my bike and pedal fast. It's late at night now, around 8PM or so. All of a sudden the spedometer says 60mph, I have no idea how i'm going so fast. I make a left turn into a parking lot, a large parking lot with a building hosting the event I'm going to. (I did not plan to go to this event but I did at the same time...). Some semi-black girl is also riding a bike and asks me how I'm going so fast. I'm like I dno.

So I park my bike in the parking lot and the conference begins. I never got off my bike, it simply turned into a chair that can move around in any direction, and elevate itself off the floor somehow. It's a super-chair. I'm also indoors now somehow. My girlfriend is here at the conference, she's closeby but I'm not sitting next to her. The presenter is my TA for biomechanics class. He always acts a little pissed off which I find hilarious. He yelled at me though to move my chair, so I did, and got closer to my girlfriend. This place was packed by the way. I give her a kiss, it's a bit sloppy because i'm whispering in her ear at the same time how awesome she is, and that we got through everything that happened, but she made a upset-face because the kiss was sloppy but then I woke up.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on December 07, 2013, 11:09:27 am
i was running errands in a rental car, a shitty white pontiac something or other from the late 90s/early 00s. it was holiday time, so the parking lot i pulled into was packed, full of cars waiting for people to pull out and tons of people milling around. i was driving about 2 miles an hour, as you do in a parking lot, when a young woman with dark brown hair walked as if to go in front of the car. i stopped and gestured for her to move, but she stopped and gestured for me to move, so i acknowledged her and took my foot off the brake. just as i did that she started walking, so i hit her and she fell over.

i jumped out of the car and said, "oh my god, i'm so sorry," although it was clearly her fault. she got up and flew into a complete rage, screaming at me about how i was worse than the nazis and all this shit. i wish i could remember her rant in more detail. but i tried to stay calm and offer her my insurance information and stuff and she wasn't having it. and my calm turned, internally, to fury at this fucking asshole who got herself hit by my car after a clear interaction and was now treating me like i'd invented aids. she wanted to go print something out inside one of the stores (a complaint about the incident?) so i waited by the car while everyone honked and stared. when she came back out she handed me this huge packet, at least a hundred pages, full of craaaazy stuff about the nazis and killing babies and chemical warfare. the implication was that i was in the same class as these people. i was enraged. but i got back in the car and drove on my way. not sure whether i did the errands or not.

a few minutes later i got to my grandmother's building, and she was coming down the stairs arm in arm with my girlfriend. they were both very nicely dressed and my grandmother looked about 15 years younger than she does in real life. she had a big smile on her face and came over to give me a kiss and ask how i was. and i took a deep breath and said, "well, okay, how are you grandma?"

that's all i remember.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on December 07, 2013, 12:01:29 pm
Awesome ^^^
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on December 16, 2013, 07:05:21 pm
i was at a dinner party with some people who had young kids. i tried to teach a ten-month-old boy named fifth april* the words to "solidarity forever." he did amazingly well for someone so young, although he was more interested in chewing on his shirt than repeating "dodidarity" after me.

*no idea.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on December 17, 2013, 06:14:22 am
Is Fifth April the brother of North West?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on June 29, 2014, 05:37:14 am
Had a dream regarding this site that it had voting system, there was a text box on the left side where the avatar is where you add number and I arrow to increase post vote you add a +1 or -1 in box I think. And a label displaying how much votes received.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on June 30, 2014, 08:00:47 am
last night i dreamed that i was watching an interview between babe didrikson (one of the first internationally famous female athletes, look her up) by a young woman. didrikson was old, i guess in her 70s, and had become a new york state assemblywoman. the interviewer got increasingly upset as she asked didrikson about some policies that she'd been supporting and voting for that were very conservative and, to the interviewer, a betrayal of didrikson's feminist roots. but didrikson was nonplussed, she'd never really been a feminist, just super competitive. the interviewer ended up in tears and things kind of petered out.

later, i imagined i was looking in the mirror and i'd developed a little pooch over the waistband of my boxers. i decided to go on a crash low-carb diet.

checked when i woke up: no pooch.  ::)
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on July 04, 2014, 07:33:23 am
Had a strange dream I was in some sort of school and I was outside a class waiting and I see avisheck I think as in the dream I recognized him from his video in my dream I went inside with everyone he sat down he was making arm movements as if trying to practice catching the bar in a clean the wrist action to clean a weight lol and I was talking  to others I did not go to him as I don't go straight up to people to talk to them. Then dream ended he looked different more built and taller.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on July 15, 2014, 08:02:09 am
i was in a version of my work office and one of my colleagues from the finance department came in. he was holding a kind of fat envelope. he started asking me what i did with some of my time at work, including a time years before when i was supposed to be in mozambique for 18 months but couldn't because of unrest (this did not actually happen in real life). i was a little pissed at the implication and told him so. then he handed me the envelope. i opened it and my jaw dropped. it was full of receipts and documentation for like $4300 that i was owed from a trip to kenya (which also did not happen in real life; i've been to mozambique but not kenya) but had completely forgotten about.

later i was trying to find a branch of my bank that was still open so i could deposit the money. i was in a city more like new york than DC, a bit like the village to be specific. i was meeting my parents and brother for some reason. i saw them from afar but didn't wave or anything, i wanted to get the check deposited first. my parents were talking to two guys i knew in high school but haven't stayed in touch with at all. i ate a banana, then found a bank branch and went inside, i was just in time to deposit.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on July 15, 2014, 08:56:16 am
So will you withdraw these money in your next dream + interest?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on September 10, 2014, 10:41:38 am
last night i had a dream where we were fighting against an evil and nearly unkillable character in a red hawaiian shirt. he was getting really hot and burning everything and we were losing. our most powerful ally was kind of a wuss and wouldn't do anything sneaky or devious until one of our other allies, who could make her extremities into metal, stuck one of her fingers up the guy's nose and turned his brain into a computer. he got this crazy expression on his face, like an evil clown, and screamed, "i'll LIE!!!!" then he got to his feet, went after the bad guy, challenged him to burn hotter and hotter and told him he sucked and that wasn't very hot and then suddenly our friend shot ice out of his fingers and it swirled around the bad guy and flash-froze the shit out of him. dead.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: entropy on September 23, 2014, 10:30:06 pm
Me and raptor were in LA and Kingfisher picked us up and drove us to his apartment where he lived with 2 children. When we got there he pulled down a blank chart and proceeded to write equations on it. I still remember one graph, it was a digraph representation of the netflix contest problem. He was making the point that the leafs were the movies but you couldn't go from movie -> user id, since information only flows one way (downwards) but it was a common misconception to go the other way. I was pretty impressed how well KF could explain the subtleties of causality for such a complex problem and still have the leg strength to deep pause squat 500lb. I think i was in crush. Raptor wore trackpants and was lusting for nutella the whole time.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on September 24, 2014, 05:42:02 am
I hope Nutella was some sort of woman with a big butt
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on September 29, 2014, 04:43:02 am
I was with entropy in some sort of a school and we were entering the toilets in the school and eventually entropy entered a stall with this guy here at 0:51

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kPx0PZok5BQ

The guy on the right. And entropy jerked him off and that guy exited the stall and told me "dude... he jerked me off!" whispering - and I was like "who knew?!" (that entropy was gay).

And I remember up until that point entropy only entered women's stalls, but this time he made an exception just for this guy. Go figure.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on November 24, 2014, 09:54:16 am
i was in california with my brothers. we went to the coast, where there were some steep hills leading down to a kind of shallow, rocky beach. i guess it was kind of an inlet, or at least a place where the ocean cut a deep V into the hills. we were surrounded mostly by hills. anyway, there were a TON of people there, both on the beach and in the water. brothers and i started swimming among the crowd, making our way from one tip of the V down toward the bottom of it. as we got closer to the bottom i looked up into the hills and there were three grizzly bears among the trees, about 100 feet. one of the bears was fucking one of the other ones. people started noticing and pointing and this big group of african-american people and this big group of chinese tourists got out of the water and started walking toward the bears. i should point out that these bears were ENORMOUS, much bigger than even real-life grizzlies. i was like, f that, and started swimming the other direction, and thinking to myself, man all those people are toast.

then there was a weird image of a small person, a really big person with a cartoonishly big head, and then the huge bear sitting next to each other on a ridge.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on January 28, 2015, 11:35:08 am
I had a strange dream of being in someplace that looked like my old college and there was a lot of us and we were mentoring or teaching individuals and I was teaching devon alexander, we were in the corridor outside the class, alexander said that he didn't want to do it, I knew why somehow, that I made a boxing jab combo jesture to another guy indicating that because I beat him he doesn't want me to mentor him lol, some mixup of amir khan beating alexander with my teaching course, strange.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on February 09, 2015, 10:03:46 am
I had this wierd dream that I was in an indoor track, small, and I was racing usain bolt and others who I don't remember seeing or knowing, so once the race started I was ahead, felt slow and sluggish and then for some reason i couldn't control myself and came onto bolts lane and then back and won, so i was apologizing, for coming on to his lane and told others i accidentally went on his lane, they both said you have to try stop controlling everything or it, i'm confused what they were on about. controlling it or everything.
strange dream.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on April 20, 2015, 08:21:46 am
somehow ended up meeting justin verlander and having him offer for me to crash at his house while he was out pitching. i went to sleep in one of the guest rooms and woke up in the middle of the night to kate upton, wearing just a t-shirt or a nightie or something like that, crawling onto the bed. she was talking to me about something, seemed kind of out of it but she came over and kind of lay on top of me. started talking about how she'd lost justin's baby last summer. i was trying to figure out what to do, here's the girlfriend of this guy who's doing me a favor, who seemed really nice, and also i'm thinking of my gf.

but whoops now she's taken her clothes off and is naked and trying to make out with me, and it's KATE UPTON so i start kind of conflictedly making out with her. start fingering her and then i hear people coming home and push her off. realize she's bled onto my finger so i throw on some sweats and try to calm my boner while i run to the bathroom to wash my hand. one of justin's buddies comes into the bathroom and says hi. i play it cool; he asks to borrow a toothbrush so i run and grab a spare from my bag. somehow justin has gone into the guest room and found kate and is talking with her. i swear up and down to the friend that nothing happened, that she came in and lay down with me and i was resisting, and he believes me.

then we're out in the main room of the house, which is like a freaking shopping mall atrium, it's so huge, and i think "this is what you get when you make $20 million a year." we're waiting for justin to come out so i can explain to him what happened. then i woke up.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on July 28, 2015, 07:44:25 am
made my season debut in the majors. went 1-4 in the game by beating out an infield hit to first, had a couple of put-outs from somewhere in the infield (SS?). very exciting. i'd played a few games here and there in the previous couple of seasons but mostly stuck around in the minors. after the game a veteran came over to me and was asking me about myself, saying i looked like i had the stuff to stay in the bigs if i kept working hard.

after the game a friend of my ex-gf and i was driving me home and we were talking about her. apparently she was looking to date a guy who was kind of the opposite of me, and the friend named a guy as an example who's kind of a loser. i was flabbergasted. we drove by my ex-gf's house and a big group of people were gathered there. my ex had cut her hair short and dyed it dirty-blond -- not a great look. she could barely make eye contact with me and greeted me with a kind of sullen "hi." i was sad, didn't understand why we couldn't have a more normal interaction. the people were eating papaya and i was offered some but declined so i could get out of there.

fin.

not difficult to see where the inspiration comes from, given that i was watching a major league ballgame last night in the town where my ex lives.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: seifullaah73 on September 16, 2015, 04:54:03 pm
It was a strange dream, I had a dream being in a sprinting competition but it was different rule, first was the qualifying stage where there was 5 people, I had a bad start but won, my dreams i am always either sluggish or sleepy, after the next stage was to do a head to head race, this time I ran it leaning to the side, like that women high jumper who leans to the side before jumping, so I was running leaning side ways and won lol. then I started talking to some people about winning gold and whatever and then end of dream
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on November 10, 2015, 10:36:57 pm
I had a dream that I was a navy seal lost in afghanistan with a machine gun and no communication.. horrible dream, death everywhere. fuck combat. everyone needs to relax.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on November 11, 2015, 09:11:28 am
I had a dream that I was a navy seal lost in afghanistan with a machine gun and no communication.. horrible dream, death everywhere. fuck combat. everyone needs to relax.

I bet the military industry loves your dream.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on November 11, 2015, 09:20:01 am
i dreamt that as i was winding my watch, the knob kept coming out farther and farther, and the back of the watch started to come apart. not fall apart, but kind of expand and rearrange itself like a little transformer. then i couldn't figure out how to push it all back together.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: vag on November 11, 2015, 01:13:21 pm
I had a dream that I was a navy seal lost in afghanistan with a machine gun and no communication.. horrible dream, death everywhere. fuck combat. everyone needs to relax.

That was not a dream, you just watched rambo 3 before falling asleep.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZemQdvthBs
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on November 16, 2015, 10:37:51 pm
i dreamt that as i was winding my watch, the knob kept coming out farther and farther, and the back of the watch started to come apart. not fall apart, but kind of expand and rearrange itself like a little transformer. then i couldn't figure out how to push it all back together.

http://www.cbsnews.com/news/a-critical-time-for-watchmakers/

Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on November 16, 2015, 10:38:23 pm
I had a dream that I was a navy seal lost in afghanistan with a machine gun and no communication.. horrible dream, death everywhere. fuck combat. everyone needs to relax.

That was not a dream, you just watched rambo 3 before falling asleep.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZemQdvthBs

hah!@#

ya basically.. dude it was so nuts.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on November 17, 2015, 09:36:56 am
i dreamt that as i was winding my watch, the knob kept coming out farther and farther, and the back of the watch started to come apart. not fall apart, but kind of expand and rearrange itself like a little transformer. then i couldn't figure out how to push it all back together.

http://www.cbsnews.com/news/a-critical-time-for-watchmakers/

mechanical watches are so cool. i bought an automatic, self-winding watch last year. not a rolex or anything fancy like that but a real swiss watch that keeps the hands sweeping as long as it's on my wrist and moving around. love it. if i were rich i would totally get some boss watches.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on December 04, 2015, 10:24:04 pm
i keep forgetting to log this.. anyway, on 11/29/2015 I had this INSANE terrorism dream. long story short:

i'm in some big city, just walking in some building, then everything goes black and my ears are blown out, all I hear is ringing.. shortly after, I see all of these terrorist events happening, but i'm not there. I see terrorist-like shooters shooting at people. the interesting part is, I saw four of these events happen and in each one the people didn't run; instead they tried to bumrush/overwhelm the shooter. In 2/4 of the cases it worked. In the other two cases, people rushing just got annihilated. Instead of assault weapons they had like.. gatling guns. it was fucked.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on December 16, 2015, 03:05:03 pm
OK so I had a bunch of horrid dreams lately due to my mental state... I've had a few nights in which I was awake pretty much all night/morning, with just a few short episodes of "sleep".

First dream:

I was in a supermarket, and then suddenly something happens and everybody is running like crazy. I'm like "why is everybody running" and I was starting to get scared, I knew something was happening. Then the walls started to close and iron walls started coming out of the ground like in a bunker, and I ran to jump over them and get out but couldn't. So the walls closed and there was a sound like "bam", like when you start very bright lights, then automatic machine-guns and a huge minigun came from the floor, upwards, with red laser pointers. They were programmed to kill anything that moves in the supermarket, instantly. They didn't move at all, just the lasers were moving, searching for stuff that moves.

So I was caught like in a 1/8 squat position with the knees slightly bent and my back against a wall, like in a sissy squat position. And for some reason, I "knew" that I'll have to wait 13 hours in that position and I was like "that's it, I'm dead, no way I can maintain this position for that long without moving".

And a second dream:

I was at my grandma's house and every clock in her house was moving ~3 times slower. So I was like "oh, so this is why she's been living for so long, there's a higher gravity field here so her age is an effect of General Relativity, now it makes sense".
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: FP on January 08, 2016, 12:29:31 am
I had a dream last night where I was playing ultimate frisbee on defense and I was covering this guy who was less athletic than me but something about his cutting pattern made it impossible to cover him. He made this strange rectangular cut twice in a row and easily got open both times despite the fact that I didn't really make a mistake on defense.. I don't remember the particulars of it, but I remember thinking in the dream that it had to do with him making the cut directly at me in order to force me to make 180 degree hip turns, but there was more to it. In theory, if you have a really good understanding of your opponent's weaknesses and cutting patterns this could be possible in real life.

Dreams that have some sort of creative idea/practical application hidden in them are the best. Too bad I can't remember the details of the cut.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on January 30, 2016, 11:51:56 am
I was in a bus going to some friends of my mom's from childhood, just me, my mom and the driver. I was sitting in the left row of the bus seating, my mom on the right.

The driver looked drunk, he used to go left and right on the road. He took a right turn, towards some hills that were out of nowhere there. He then got off the road, to the left of the road, and started going into an abyss. I looked at the window to my left, and it was that kind of "emergency escape" big window that you could break and jump out. I told my mom to wait for the perfect time to jump, before the bus would crash off the hill into the abyss, and hit the window with my elbow and jumped. I jumped to the left side of the bus (which was going left) and my mom jumped on the right side.

I rolled around in the snow for a bit and was perfectly fine. Landed next to a hole in the ground, where apparently the driver was rolled around in some white gluing tape, like scotch-tape, and you could only see his head. He was dead. The tape was some kind of spider net, a giant one.

My mom was nowhere to be found, but instead her liver fell into my arms (I can vividly remember this). Then her lungs were 50 cm or so next to her liver. Apparently, that's all that was left of her. I then thought "man this can't be true... how did this happen?!" and thought that maybe the bus went left and it went over my mom with the rear tires, since she jumped at the right side and rolled underneath it.

Then I woke up in terror.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on January 30, 2016, 01:16:44 pm
jesus christ, raptor.

had a dream a couple of nights ago where i'd finally gotten confirmation that i was moving to pakistan and my ex and i agreed to meet up before i left. we both were pretty emotional and were telling each other that we couldn't not be together and stuff like that. went back to her house and had sex. then i woke up.

i daydream along those lines, as well, but it's the first time i remember having a genuine sleeping dream about it.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on February 02, 2016, 12:09:27 am
last night, i dreamt I got another silky terrier puppy. Finally a great dream. We just sprinted down the street etc. ;f
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on February 17, 2016, 02:37:17 pm
So I had one of the weirdest dreams ... ever? Here it goes:

I was living through some of the "end times", in the future. I looked out my window and some sort of pink, luminous bright sphere was launched from one of my building's window, that did a strange noise. Nobody knew what that was, but it was some sort of alien creature/device. Somehow, you could "feel" the humanity was about to be wiped out.

As an effect, a lot of women (neighbors) were topless, with their tits out. Some wife of a neighbor (which doesn't exist in reality) was topless, with a coat on just for "effect", with him at the window, like waiting for the end of the world to happen.

I live at the 10th floor, so I came, no pun intended, to look at the window and see what's going on. Also did mom and dad. Mom wasn't topless, by the way. We go to the window, we look out, and there he is, a childhood friend was on his back, in the snow, with his wife that was topless, in front of my building, looking "high" or crazy because the end of the world was about to happen. Next to them, another couple (unknown). Similar stuff going on in the next building to us, some neighbor with his wife at the window, her being topless (yet each of the women still had a coat on, which they will pull over their tits from time to time, in "shame").

And every now and then, these pink bright alien things were launched that did some noise initially. They were very fast, I'd say about 3 times or so the speed of a normal airplane (they looked like fireworks being launched but they were either alive or were some kind of devices/spaceships of some sort).

Then I go back and think "WTF is happening, what is all this".

Lo and behold, I find a book written by JJ Redick about mathematics and calculus, and one of my math teachers that was a neighbor (which is now dead) combined somehow with Richard Dawkins told me "wow, JJ Redick is so smart, he wrote a book about these advanced mathematics topics".

And there's other stuff I can't remember exactly now... I think it's about my crow - I forced her to leave outside and then she came on one of my windows and hid there, and I caught her again. Apparently, my crow also evolved to a "human level intelligence" and probably all the animals on the planet, at that point.

Crazy, crazy shit, I still feel so weird after this dream. I put my clock to wake me up at 20:45, it woke me, I stopped it, and now it's 21:22 and all this time (more or less) I dreamed about this thing, being between sleeping and being awake.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on February 17, 2016, 09:52:55 pm
...

Crazy, crazy shit, I still feel so weird after this dream. I put my clock to wake me up at 20:45, it woke me, I stopped it, and now it's 21:22 and all this time (more or less) I dreamed about this thing, being between sleeping and being awake.

I wonder how long that dream actually lasted. Could have been a few seconds or minutes.

The Brain > *
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on February 18, 2016, 09:27:18 am
...

Crazy, crazy shit, I still feel so weird after this dream. I put my clock to wake me up at 20:45, it woke me, I stopped it, and now it's 21:22 and all this time (more or less) I dreamed about this thing, being between sleeping and being awake.

I wonder how long that dream actually lasted. Could have been a few seconds or minutes.

The Brain > *

I actually have a course on sleep, 24 lectures long (12 hours). I will check it out soon, it's one of the most interesting subjects (sleep phases etc).
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on March 22, 2016, 12:37:32 pm
had a dream last night that i was running from the FBI through some beautiful green fields and forest.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 22, 2016, 01:36:42 pm
i had a dream today, where this UPS guy handed me a history of mathematics book.. I investigated him on google, to see why he gave me the book.. and found out he was very twisted. weird dream.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on March 22, 2016, 02:20:30 pm
What does "he was very twisted" mean?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 24, 2016, 04:48:35 am
What does "he was very twisted" mean?

in a nutshell, a homicidal psycho. HEH!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on March 24, 2016, 02:27:50 pm
What does "he was very twisted" mean?

in a nutshell, a homicidal psycho. HEH!

lel, who knew I'm writing math books in Andrew's dreams?!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 24, 2016, 05:12:12 pm
What does "he was very twisted" mean?

in a nutshell, a homicidal psycho. HEH!

lel, who knew I'm writing math books in Andrew's dreams?!

nah.. this guy made you look like a saint. trust.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 24, 2016, 05:15:15 pm
another weird dream last night.. walking through the city, very desolate.. then I get to this fork in the road, but, it's pitch black.. you can't see where either road leads.. so I pick the left route, just dead trees everywhere, but still can barely see, even with a flash light. then out of nowhere it leads to someone's back yard. I'm actually fenced in, in their yard, and come upon a wooden gate.. so i open the gate and as i walk out, i'm in this really well off community that has x-mas lights and ornaments everywhere. so i just walked around checking out the scenery.

i'm dreaming more lately it seems.. could be that i'm going to bed late, yet still getting an adequate amount of sleep. dno
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on March 24, 2016, 10:35:59 pm
When you said "I get to this fork in the road" I imagined an actual fork, you know, the kind that's used to eat with, that was "pitch black". So a black eating fork. lol

You should take some ZMA for more vivid dreams.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on March 26, 2016, 03:13:07 am
When you said "I get to this fork in the road" I imagined an actual fork, you know, the kind that's used to eat with, that was "pitch black". So a black eating fork. lol

nah.. either go left, or go right.

in haskell that's the Either data type. ;/



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You should take some ZMA for more vivid dreams.

ya i've taken zma before, long ago.. did notice an effect on my dreams at the time.

as for now, not on any supps. so i'll have to rely on nature lul.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on March 26, 2016, 11:08:06 am
It's nice if you watch porn before you go to sleep because it mak... ok no need to go there, sorry.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 07, 2016, 02:10:28 am
a few days ago:

weird coincidence, or nostradamus moment.

a few days ago I had a dream that I saw a bunch of white UFO's in the sky, which turned out to be kites.. the next day while walking, I saw this black thing hovering WAY up in the sky for some time, and as I got closer to it, turned out to be a black kite. i've never seen a kite flying that high, must have been some professional kite people.



edit: maybe it had something to do with the race/athletics talk.  :o
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: FP on June 07, 2016, 09:17:00 pm
edit: maybe it had something to do with the race/athletics talk.  :o

Kind of a stretch, lol.

I wrote a paper on "Precognitive Dreams" for my english class last year and the main scientific explanation for dream premonitions is the law of large numbers: Collectively human beings have so many dreams that there's bound to be occasional coincidental overlap between our dreams and real life. We forget most of our dreams, but a cue later in the day can cause us to remember one of our dreams if the cue was in the dream as well. This makes it seem like we have more "dream premonitions" than we actually do.

There have been some interesting case studies where people claim to have many dream premonitions in a short time period, which would refute the law of large numbers, but because of unreliability of study authors we can't draw conclusions.

Call me a delusional schizo, but I believe there's something more to dreams than what we can explain with science. At least our current level of science.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 07, 2016, 10:35:30 pm
edit: maybe it had something to do with the race/athletics talk.  :o

Kind of a stretch, lol.

I wrote a paper on "Precognitive Dreams" for my english class last year and the main scientific explanation for dream premonitions is the law of large numbers: Collectively human beings have so many dreams that there's bound to be occasional coincidental overlap between our dreams and real life. We forget most of our dreams, but a cue later in the day can cause us to remember one of our dreams if the cue was in the dream as well. This makes it seem like we have more "dream premonitions" than we actually do.

There have been some interesting case studies where people claim to have many dream premonitions in a short time period, which would refute the law of large numbers, but because of unreliability of study authors we can't draw conclusions.

nice. i've had quite a few of these over the years. when it happens, it can be a mindblowing experience.

cliche as it is in such a discussion, inception was such an amazing movie.


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Call me a delusional schizo, but I believe there's something more to dreams than what we can explain with science.

well, if there is more to dreams than we can explain with science, I think that would just be our small understanding of science. I personally don't believe in anything that can't be explained scientifically.



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At least our current level of science.

ya
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on June 08, 2016, 07:10:10 am
how does the saying go? if you don't understand or are ignorant of some phenomenon, that's a statement about you, not the phenomenon.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Leonel on June 10, 2016, 03:13:30 am
Or how Neil deGrasse Tyson stated: "The good thing about science is that it is true whether you believe in it or not."  :lololol:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 10, 2016, 11:46:34 am
I think he said that again on Bill Maher last Friday, love it. ;f



Had a dream last night... tough game between GSW / CLE. Curry hits the game winner. Final score 75-74 GSW.

If that happens, anoint me the king. Can't see it happening though... score is too low.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: FP on June 10, 2016, 01:32:08 pm
how does the saying go? if you don't understand or are ignorant of some phenomenon, that's a statement about you, not the phenomenon.

There are plenty of unexplained phenomenons out there. Like most pseudoscience, where a bunch of the claims are really difficult to prove for one reason or another. Stuff like acupuncture, which incidentally i also did a research paper on. No way in hell is any of that meridian/qi stuff supported by science but the biggest review of research showed that actual acupuncture showed a considerably greater effect than placebo fake acupuncture.

I researched the topic of dream precognition and didn't find an explanation I thought was sufficient. I don't think it's a stretch to say that we are not advanced enough scientifically to truly understand dreaming.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on June 13, 2016, 11:21:12 am
Last night:

Had moved recently to Pakistan and was in a large meeting in a conference facility of some kind (round tables with cheap tablecloths, stage with a lectern at one end, that kind of thing). The room was on the ground floor and had floor-to-ceiling windows with big translucent curtains covering them. I looked over and saw a shadow against one of the curtains and had a sense of foreboding. Then there were gunshots and everyone freaked out and started running.

Some indeterminate time later I was back in the States with my family, talking to my brother. And I had no recollection, in the dream, of what had happened between the time the shooting started and that moment days later. My brother was asking me how I got out but I could not remember. Obviously I must have run to a safe place and waited, then gotten on a plane and flown home, but those memories and memories for several subsequent days were gone. As we talked I got snatches -- taking pictures outside in the sunshine with my brother's girlfriend and our other brother the day before our conversation, for example, and of a bathroom in the hotel, of the toilet seat -- but that was it.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 13, 2016, 02:01:18 pm
damn.. rough. i've been in a few 'mass shooting dreams', they are horrible.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: FP on June 14, 2016, 06:22:54 pm
So today I had a dream where I exited a store, got in my car and I was driving out of the shopping plaza, two cars were on both sides of me and for some reason I accelerated hard into a curb. The car flipped over, and started flying in the air. I was thinking of last words to think in my dream when I realized that the car kept on flying, continually spinning. I opened the door while the car was flying and got out, I kept flying and spinning independently of the car. Then I woke up.

I told my dad about this dream over breakfast (just because the feeling of spinning in the air in my dream was so peculiar) and then forgot about it.

Fast forward 10 hours, my mom asks for a ride to the store. I'm lacing up my shoes about to go and then my dad comes up and says to drive safely. I'm like "what are you talking about" and then I remember the dream. And then I realize: The plaza in the dream looked exactly like the one where my mom needed to go to the store. And the store that I was visiting in my dream was in the same location of the plaza as the store my mom wanted to visit in real life. This is one of 2 plazas where I can see a resemblance to the plaza in my dream.

So I decided not to drive and my dad drove my mom instead.

Also, and excerpt from my dream premonition paper that made me sketch out even more: "Other researchers, like Dale Graff, might say that this is not a bias at all, but has to do with the nature of precognitive dreams. In Dale Graff’s study he observed that precognitive dreams tend to occur during the last REM cycle of the night, and the precognitive component is usually the ending of the dream. Both of these factors make the dream easier to remember "

WHOAAAAA
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 15, 2016, 12:05:50 am
So today I had a dream where I exited a store, got in my car and I was driving out of the shopping plaza, two cars were on both sides of me and for some reason I accelerated hard into a curb. The car flipped over, and started flying in the air. I was thinking of last words to think in my dream when I realized that the car kept on flying, continually spinning. I opened the door while the car was flying and got out, I kept flying and spinning independently of the car. Then I woke up.

I told my dad about this dream over breakfast (just because the feeling of spinning in the air in my dream was so peculiar) and then forgot about it.

Fast forward 10 hours, my mom asks for a ride to the store. I'm lacing up my shoes about to go and then my dad comes up and says to drive safely. I'm like "what are you talking about" and then I remember the dream. And then I realize: The plaza in the dream looked exactly like the one where my mom needed to go to the store. And the store that I was visiting in my dream was in the same location of the plaza as the store my mom wanted to visit in real life. This is one of 2 plazas where I can see a resemblance to the plaza in my dream.

So I decided not to drive and my dad drove my mom instead.

Also, and excerpt from my dream premonition paper that made me sketch out even more: "Other researchers, like Dale Graff, might say that this is not a bias at all, but has to do with the nature of precognitive dreams. In Dale Graff’s study he observed that precognitive dreams tend to occur during the last REM cycle of the night, and the precognitive component is usually the ending of the dream. Both of these factors make the dream easier to remember "

WHOAAAAA

damn..

i personally would have driven though.. what if your dad got into some bad accident, and thus the dream was "more about him"? you'd feel very very bad, I imagine.. that'd be some haunting shit.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 15, 2016, 12:07:17 am
I had a dream last night, that the end of "Game Of Thrones" was Dog cracking open Jamie's Sword, and a cell phone pops out. Then GoT mixes with our world, and we had night walkers/wildlings/knight's watch getting ready to battle it out on our streets.

dumb dream.. so dumb that it was entertaining.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Coges on June 28, 2016, 10:20:17 pm
Had a dream the other night about dunking. First time ever dreaming like that. Was quite realistic too. I was shooting around with a bunch of guys, just like you do before a game. The dunks were all ones I have pulled off in real life but I just had extra height in each one. All dunks off 1 foot and a few reverse thrown in for good mix.

Clearly remember the entire thing too which is strange for me. I normally remember the gist of a dream but not specific detail.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: vag on June 29, 2016, 03:44:37 am
I have this recurring dream about dunking, pretty often. The setup ( gym players etc ) is always different. The recurring part is this : i try dunking, i get unnaturally high ( mid-forearm at rim, which coincidentally is exactly 40'' ) , but when i try to throw it down and flex my wrist in the rim, the ball is stuck in my hand, like it is glued. Then i land, and it is not glued anymore, i can dribble etc. I try a few more times and the same happens.
Then i stop and i am always delighted that i can get so high but frustrated the fucking ball won't release.  :wowthatwasnutswtf:  :uhhhfacepalm:
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on June 29, 2016, 06:03:23 am
I have this recurring drink

#freudianSlip.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: vag on June 29, 2016, 08:04:44 am
I have this recurring drink

#freudianSlip.

LOL, double it, i was reading it again and again and couldn't understand what you got wrong, then i saw it, i kept reading 'dream', didn't see 'drink' at all. Slip at writing it, slip at reading it too!
Fixed original post.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on June 29, 2016, 08:06:51 am
I have this recurring drink

#freudianSlip.

LOL, double it, i was reading it again and again and couldn't understand what you got wrong, then i saw it, i kept reading 'dream', didn't see 'drink' at all. Slip at writing it, slip at reading it too!
Fixed original post.

No worries, you were probably drunk.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on June 29, 2016, 04:49:07 pm
dunk/jump dreams > *

i still remember one jump dream I had in 2015.. just running, and occasionally jumping over trees and such. it was .. much fun.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on June 30, 2016, 03:26:49 am
I was getting inside a building next to where I live (4 story building), and as I was walking up some stairs, I met some gypsy guy that lives around that area, that I know ever since we were little and he came out with a knife to threaten a guy in the next building to mine's (this, in real life).

This is completely random, I go by him, I walk up the stairs, but then I find myself in a bus, on a road. So I'm with a group of kids, and we look out the window of the bus, and there's this big series of slides (park slides), there's about 10 next to one another. There's no space in between them (I think they were yellow). And they have different levels - they start at the top, slide down, have a rest portion where they're flat, then slide some more etc, in stages.

At each stage, randomly, there was a white dog, same race, the kind of dog that Andrew has/had (is he still alive, by the way?), and they were slaughtered. Blood everywhere. At random points in this multi-level/multi-numbered slide, there were all these white dogs slaughtered and blood on their fur and everywhere.

So we get down out of the bus, one girl pukes (she was a tall girl in jeans), and then we see in front of us kids at about 12 years old, throwing at us some white "fruits" (I don't know their name) that pop when you step on them. So one of the guys I was with pulls out a medieval shield to defend us from these beans/fruits that the kids throw at us. After ~10 seconds or so, the kids run out of them.

Then my guy, who was now a shaved-head boxer, gets the shield down and goes on to punch the 12 year old kids in the face, viciously.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 02, 2016, 07:08:02 pm
third straight night i've dreamt about programming.. ie, actually programming in my dreams. It's cool to have such dreams and then wakeup and start programming some of the stuff you dream about.. weird but awesome.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on July 03, 2016, 04:47:49 am
Any specific language?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 03, 2016, 04:56:39 am
Any specific language?

ya, haskell (which implies purescript also). it's all i've been coding in for a while. and i've been coding so much over the last 2 months that it's no wonder i'm starting to dream about it (& solve some problems in my dreams etc). brain is just really focus/locked in.

pc!
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on July 03, 2016, 05:59:29 am
So you literally remember that you were coding in Haskell? That level of detail?
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 03, 2016, 05:15:10 pm
So you literally remember that you were coding in Haskell? That level of detail?

yup

specifically, in the last dream, i was coding sanitizers/validators for all of my record types.

last night i dreamt that I was getting an exam on my anus, and they wanted to remove this issue on my sacral spine, but to remove it they would have to insert an 11" diameter probe into my anus. horrible dream.

unfortunately, no coding dreams last night.

;/
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on July 03, 2016, 05:31:39 pm
Hahaha I laughed in real life when I read that, especially since my back hurts so bad now
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: LBSS on July 03, 2016, 10:05:30 pm
Hahaha I laughed in real life when I read that, especially since my back hurts so bad now

lol me too. except the back pain part.

my brother (the disappearing one) and i were sharing a room at this motel that we stayed at up in MA. he falls asleep before me and talks in his sleep a lot so i got a sense of a couple of his dreams. in one he was trying to get into a residential treatment program. introduced himself to whomever he was talking to on the phone, asked some questions about the program, asked for their fax number, etc. very thorough and polite. the other was more incoherent, kept saying the name of a major street near where we grew up and talking about crossing it.

meanwhile, in MY dream last night i was awake, reading, in the room and he was asleep. then he woke up and stood up to go to the bathroom. i looked over and he was naked from the waist down, and his dick was about 2 feet long and shaped like a wooden dowel with a hot dog skewered lengthwise on the end of it. that's all i remember. fucking weird.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: adarqui on July 03, 2016, 10:46:24 pm
Hahaha I laughed in real life when I read that, especially since my back hurts so bad now

lol me too. except the back pain part.

my brother (the disappearing one) and i were sharing a room at this motel that we stayed at up in MA. he falls asleep before me and talks in his sleep a lot so i got a sense of a couple of his dreams. in one he was trying to get into a residential treatment program. introduced himself to whomever he was talking to on the phone, asked some questions about the program, asked for their fax number, etc. very thorough and polite. the other was more incoherent, kept saying the name of a major street near where we grew up and talking about crossing it.

meanwhile, in MY dream last night i was awake, reading, in the room and he was asleep. then he woke up and stood up to go to the bathroom. i looked over and he was naked from the waist down, and his dick was about 2 feet long and shaped like a wooden dowel with a hot dog skewered lengthwise on the end of it. that's all i remember. fucking weird.

wtf. weird++

when life hands you hotdogs skewered at the end of a 2" penis:

(http://cdn.snakeriverfarms.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/s/r/srfbeef-frank-plated.jpg)

looks delicious.
Title: Re: THE DREAM JOURNAL
Post by: Raptor on July 04, 2016, 02:49:41 am
2" or 2'? :D
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Post by: adarqui on July 04, 2016, 03:59:21 am
2" or 2'? :D

ya typo, i meant 2'

;f
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Post by: Raptor on July 04, 2016, 04:25:48 am
For a second I was afraid you were talking about my penis!
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Post by: LBSS on July 11, 2016, 08:06:15 am
me and acole found ourselves at the crossfit world championships. somehow we managed to enter the doubles competition (don't think this is a real thing; was in the dream) as wildcards. there wasn't enough space for us in the main area where all the other competitors were, so we were off to the side with pretty much no one watching. but we did all the workouts anyway. at the end, i walked over to the main area just to see, out of curiosity, how we'd done. and we got second place. acole just kind of smiled and shook his head, but i shouted "fuck crossfit!" and cackled with glee and ran around whooping and hollering and gloating.

fun dream.
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Post by: Raptor on July 11, 2016, 08:59:49 am
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but i shouted "fuck crossfit!" and cackled with glee and ran around whooping and hollering and gloating.

I read this while at work and I almost exploded into laughter :ninja:

Any crossfit dream is a nightmare, apparently.
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Post by: adarqui on July 12, 2016, 02:27:11 am
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but i shouted "fuck crossfit!" and cackled with glee and ran around whooping and hollering and gloating.

I read this while at work and I almost exploded into laughter :ninja:

Any crossfit dream is a nightmare, apparently.

i laughed too.. would have been a nightmare except the ending made it worth it.
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Post by: Raptor on July 20, 2016, 03:24:50 am
So as I was waking up this morning, I had this dream:

I was in a counter-strike level, and some guy sneaked behind me to knife me in the back, but I caught him and shot him dead. Then, I found out that Turkey exited NATO and declared war to everybody.

Then, in this level, the "boss" enemy came in, and it was Erdogan. So I go right in his face, put the gun at his head, and shoot. But the gun didn't fire. Apparently, you couldn't shoot Erdogan no matter what, he was even pretty relaxed when he saw me come in to shoot him, like, indifferent.

So then my mom appeared in the level and she was very dissapointed about me not killing Erdogan. Her extremely high moral standards imposed me killing Erdogan.
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Post by: LBSS on July 20, 2016, 08:56:05 am
^^^tight
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Post by: Leonel on July 20, 2016, 09:06:01 am
haha you definitely should have shot him raptor...  :ffffffuuuuuu:

I have some crazy lucid dreams lately. Like sometimes when I wake up it's hard for me to differentiate between dream and reality. The other day I dreamed about an ex gf we spent a really nice day together and when I woke up I still felt like we got back together. It took me a few minutes until I realized that it all was just a dream... too bad she was hot af.. haha still weird though.
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Post by: Raptor on July 20, 2016, 12:13:07 pm
I dreamed about an ex gf

See? This is the kind of dream that is literally impossible for me.
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Post by: seifullaah73 on July 22, 2016, 06:22:35 pm
I had this wierd crazy dream, it was actually 2 dreams with similar themese. The first dream I was in this wierd prison and the officers and the soldiers were wearing nazi military uniforms, I was inside with my brother, (not the same one I was in prison with) and we were planning an escape, through the gates, I think I left first and he said he was going to join me after or something, we then go into this city/village and try take refuge in some families house and it seemed that the prison found we escaped as they were searching for us and the family we stayed with didn't like us and found us suspicious (dont think they knew we were escaped prisoners) but they didn't like us staying, so we just said, we going to leave and left before the nazi soldiers searched that place and then dont remember wat happened after. I think i woke up.

Then I was in the same situation, but don't know if we were in a prison or wat, but it was locked down area and me and my brother were trying to leave and this officer, not nazi i dont think, was looking for a key and my brother had it, and he was searched first so he put it in my boot, when i was searched i had to distract the officer but throwing something under the bus, i dont know wat transport, maybe bus we tried to escape onto or maybe its continuation of first dream and we were trying to escape onto bus but they searched us, dont know, but after disctracting, my brother took the key from my boots, its that type of key with a circular end, which is used in computers. Then me and my brother and me and my dad were in this wierd place, we were trying to get out of and my dad got in this car, dont know how that fit into the dream and crashed it into a oil or gas pipe which set the car on fire just to help us escape, which was depressing and the dream ended after we escaped from this place, watever it was.
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Post by: Mutumbo000 on July 22, 2016, 09:27:17 pm
I had a dream where I sent an important work email to my managers and a whole bunch of colleagues, which ended up being porn attached. I had this other dream last night where I was catching up with old friends and they all got arrested...reminds me why I don't go out much at all these days.
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Post by: Raptor on July 23, 2016, 04:50:58 am
I received your mail this morning. Why did you sent it?!
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Post by: adarqui on July 23, 2016, 05:18:55 am
I had a dream where I sent an important work email to my managers and a whole bunch of colleagues, which ended up being porn attached.

i once sent an email to my boss, but it was meant for a job recruiter.

still a nightmare.. was such a bad slipup. hah.



I had this wierd crazy dream, it was actually 2 dreams with similar themese. The first dream I was in this wierd prison and the officers and the soldiers were wearing nazi military uniforms, I was inside with my brother, (not the same one I was in prison with) and we were planning an escape, through the gates, I think I left first and he said he was going to join me after or something, we then go into this city/village and try take refuge in some families house and it seemed that the prison found we escaped as they were searching for us and the family we stayed with didn't like us and found us suspicious (dont think they knew we were escaped prisoners) but they didn't like us staying, so we just said, we going to leave and left before the nazi soldiers searched that place and then dont remember wat happened after. I think i woke up.

Then I was in the same situation, but don't know if we were in a prison or wat, but it was locked down area and me and my brother were trying to leave and this officer, not nazi i dont think, was looking for a key and my brother had it, and he was searched first so he put it in my boot, when i was searched i had to distract the officer but throwing something under the bus, i dont know wat transport, maybe bus we tried to escape onto or maybe its continuation of first dream and we were trying to escape onto bus but they searched us, dont know, but after disctracting, my brother took the key from my boots, its that type of key with a circular end, which is used in computers. Then me and my brother and me and my dad were in this wierd place, we were trying to get out of and my dad got in this car, dont know how that fit into the dream and crashed it into a oil or gas pipe which set the car on fire just to help us escape, which was depressing and the dream ended after we escaped from this place, watever it was.


do you often have dreams this detailed/big or this was out of the ordinary?



man i used to dream so much.. i rarely remember my dreams anymore. It's horrible. I'm dreaming much more now though than I was the prior ~2 years.. so that's good at least.
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Post by: Raptor on July 23, 2016, 06:22:37 am
How did your boss react? haha
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Post by: adarqui on July 23, 2016, 06:42:04 am
How did your boss react? haha

he was sad/disappointed I think, not really angry.. sad because he knew I was getting ready to leave. FWIW, I said good things about him in the email. hah.

as an example of how I did it, I hit "car"<tab> in the To: field.. recruiters name was Carla.. so I completed it to him instead of her. they have the first 4 chars in common. ;f

 :derp:
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Post by: seifullaah73 on July 23, 2016, 09:11:53 am

I had this wierd crazy dream, it was actually 2 dreams with similar themese. The first dream I was in this wierd prison and the officers and the soldiers were wearing nazi military uniforms, I was inside with my brother, (not the same one I was in prison with) and we were planning an escape, through the gates, I think I left first and he said he was going to join me after or something, we then go into this city/village and try take refuge in some families house and it seemed that the prison found we escaped as they were searching for us and the family we stayed with didn't like us and found us suspicious (dont think they knew we were escaped prisoners) but they didn't like us staying, so we just said, we going to leave and left before the nazi soldiers searched that place and then dont remember wat happened after. I think i woke up.

Then I was in the same situation, but don't know if we were in a prison or wat, but it was locked down area and me and my brother were trying to leave and this officer, not nazi i dont think, was looking for a key and my brother had it, and he was searched first so he put it in my boot, when i was searched i had to distract the officer but throwing something under the bus, i dont know wat transport, maybe bus we tried to escape onto or maybe its continuation of first dream and we were trying to escape onto bus but they searched us, dont know, but after disctracting, my brother took the key from my boots, its that type of key with a circular end, which is used in computers. Then me and my brother and me and my dad were in this wierd place, we were trying to get out of and my dad got in this car, dont know how that fit into the dream and crashed it into a oil or gas pipe which set the car on fire just to help us escape, which was depressing and the dream ended after we escaped from this place, watever it was.


do you often have dreams this detailed/big or this was out of the ordinary?



man i used to dream so much.. i rarely remember my dreams anymore. It's horrible. I'm dreaming much more now though than I was the prior ~2 years.. so that's good at least.

this was out of the ordinary, before I used to have dreams like this detailed, but i rarely get dreams this big and detailed.
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Post by: LBSS on August 05, 2016, 09:20:38 am
i was watching michigan's first game of the year, against hawaii. first possession, michigan gets down to the hawaii six, knocking on the door. people are going nuts. then they snap the ball and run away from the endzone and out of bounds! no touchdown. then, on the next possession, they line up in a bonkers formation and run around kind of aimlessly, lateraling the ball until someone gets tackled.

fans very frustrated and confused, but i remember saying to myself, they just feel bad for hawaii and want to spot them a couple of possessions.
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Post by: adarqui on August 05, 2016, 12:18:07 pm
i was watching michigan's first game of the year, against hawaii. first possession, michigan gets down to the hawaii six, knocking on the door. people are going nuts. then they snap the ball and run away from the endzone and out of bounds! no touchdown. then, on the next possession, they line up in a bonkers formation and run around kind of aimlessly, lateraling the ball until someone gets tackled.

fans very frustrated and confused, but i remember saying to myself, they just feel bad for hawaii and want to spot them a couple of possessions.

i'm sure what happened last year, in that michigan vs michigan st game, is causing lots of weird nightmares.




i had a nightmare last night.. it's one i have at least once a year or so.. it's me being back in high school. that's literally the nightmare, me having to go to school (non-college).
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Post by: adarqui on August 11, 2016, 01:05:58 pm
two nights ago: I had a cool basketball dream.. was just me playing a full court game at some park. fun dream.

last night: dreamed I had owls in my house... so the entire dream I was trying to find where they were hiding. Eventually I found them and moved them out of their hiding area, planning on eventually releasing them outside.


had several dreams the last few nights, but those are the ones I still remember.. lots of dreaming lately. hope this continues.
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Post by: adarqui on August 12, 2016, 12:47:14 am
damn.. i just saw the owl (basically the same thing) that I saw in my dream last night, in a facebook post:

(http://i.imgur.com/fskOOWJ.png)

whaaaaat???
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Post by: adarqui on October 01, 2016, 09:11:42 am
I pm'd this to my friend:

man.. i had a dream that we were hoopin` in the hood. we were ballin` etc.. a few people got in fights. but the best part of the dream, some little black kid kept heckling me, calling me "third eye bleach" (a play on third eye blind).. which is absolutely amazing because i've never heard that used to heckle someone''s whiteness - somehow my brain made that up. lmfao!@$@$



^^^ THIRD EYE BLEACH  :goodjobbro:

i don't even know who third eye blind is, other than that they are a group.

brains = awesome
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Post by: adarqui on December 14, 2016, 01:01:07 am
dreamed I was on Judge Judy. So basically, an entire dream of me being in court.. All of the mundane court stuff. So finally I win the case, then I ask Judge Judy to film something special for my mom, on my phone.. Since my mom loves watching Judge Judy. Judge Judy agreed and taped a message to her. Then the dream ended..

:ninja: :o :wowthatwasnutswtf:
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Post by: LBSS on March 07, 2017, 02:09:16 am
had a deeply fucked up dream last night.

my brothers and i found out that our dad was planning to kill us, and that he was in a big brick house preparing to do it. so my brother lincoln got a few revolvers and we went to get him first. we snuck into the house and split up. i was going room by room doing that thing you see people do in movies when i looked down some stairs into the basement and saw him walking around. he had some materials with him that made it clear he was planning to trap and torture us down there. he didn't see me. somehow i knew he would come up to the kitchen so i went in there and pointed my gun at the door. my heart was in my throat.

as soon as he walked in, i yelled, "freeze! don't move!" and he stopped. then he laughed and said, "well, guess you got me." i pointed my gun at him and he just kept laughing. then i pulled the trigger and it just clicked over to the next chamber. lincoln hadn't loaded the gun! i kept clicking and my dad kept laughing, very relaxed, until finally the last chamber had a bullet in it and i shot him right in the middle of the forehead. and then i burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably with grief and relief.

a little while later he was alive again, but we still had him captured. he was still laughing and relaxed, and i was just so confused and anguished, asking him over and over why he wanted to kill us, was he this person all along, a psychopath? [it bears mentioning here that in real life i love my dad and have a wonderful relationship with him.] and he just sneered. at one point he stripped down to his underwear and put on a bright red dress and walked around the house, continuing to blow off my questions. my phone buzzed and when i pulled it out, a lot of the app icons were thumbnails of calvin and hobbes comics. i clicked on one and it brought up a strip that had the dad in it. since i was a little kid i've thought that calvin's dad might as well be a caricature of my dad: skinny, round glasses, big nose, bald, ride bikes and hate drivers, think chores build character. as soon as i saw the strip i burst into tears again.

then i woke up.
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Post by: adarqui on March 07, 2017, 05:06:31 am
had a deeply fucked up dream last night.

my brothers and i found out that our dad was planning to kill us, and that he was in a big brick house preparing to do it. so my brother lincoln got a few revolvers and we went to get him first. we snuck into the house and split up. i was going room by room doing that thing you see people do in movies when i looked down some stairs into the basement and saw him walking around. he had some materials with him that made it clear he was planning to trap and torture us down there. he didn't see me. somehow i knew he would come up to the kitchen so i went in there and pointed my gun at the door. my heart was in my throat.

as soon as he walked in, i yelled, "freeze! don't move!" and he stopped. then he laughed and said, "well, guess you got me." i pointed my gun at him and he just kept laughing. then i pulled the trigger and it just clicked over to the next chamber. lincoln hadn't loaded the gun! i kept clicking and my dad kept laughing, very relaxed, until finally the last chamber had a bullet in it and i shot him right in the middle of the forehead. and then i burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably with grief and relief.

a little while later he was alive again, but we still had him captured. he was still laughing and relaxed, and i was just so confused and anguished, asking him over and over why he wanted to kill us, was he this person all along, a psychopath? [it bears mentioning here that in real life i love my dad and have a wonderful relationship with him.] and he just sneered. at one point he stripped down to his underwear and put on a bright red dress and walked around the house, continuing to blow off my questions. my phone buzzed and when i pulled it out, a lot of the app icons were thumbnails of calvin and hobbes comics. i clicked on one and it brought up a strip that had the dad in it. since i was a little kid i've thought that calvin's dad might as well be a caricature of my dad: skinny, round glasses, big nose, bald, ride bikes and hate drivers, think chores build character. as soon as i saw the strip i burst into tears again.

then i woke up.

wow that's pretty twisted.
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Post by: seifullaah73 on March 26, 2017, 06:09:20 am
So I had this dream just a few mins ago it was strange and quite long. So I am in this swimming pool with other people in this room and on the other side of the room not that far were other people in a special pool, which i think they did not allow any one to use it except themselves. so i said to the people next to me 'just watch' i gave them fist touch; there 2 there; and i went and jumped in and they didn't mind it but it was very deep, when i was inside i froze while being i was deep under water, i don't know why then i went up. Then I played some trick or something I don't remember wat I did, mabye knocked over the back wall of the pool made of hard plastic attach by something but I broke it and that was when they realized they were in trouble and the owner was gonna come and sort them out, so I ran out of the pool as fast as I could and climbed up a bunch of stairs, I was in a house for some reason where you have those steps, and I just speed ran the stairs all the way to the top.

I got to the attic, climbed out the window and got down of the house and I see im being chased by someone, an old man I think, not too old. So I start running hiding behind cars and he luckily finds me so I keep running and hide behind this other car but I for some reason think that if i come into the open next to the car I was still hiding behind something and obviously he saw me and I thought to myself 'wtf am i thinking' so I continue running he is close and I jump over the wooden fence into a garden and he was close but he didn't grab me for some reason. I then have this bag of pasta shells leaking cos it has holes. I climb onto the brick wall and stand up and see the old man. He was dick van dyke lol. I started singing a little lines of his songs from movies i think mary poppins or something I was thinking for some reason that I was singing a song from the future he was gonna make but it was not obviously as he continued the song then I had to continue and i didn't know and i ended up singing a line of 'portabello road' from bed nobs and broom stick lol fuked up or wat. Then I climb down and start hiding and running and I realize im in a new town so how i will i spot the house im suppose to go to or spot it and pass it. so Im sneaking and running so they dont find me until the police stops me as i was sneaking through the people's front garden and guess who the policeman was, jim lampley lol and he told me put hand behind back and get into car, but then some children came and doing tricks, i felt like i knew them but i don't know they made 2 coins turn to 4 coins and i was exaggerating shockness to get the cop interested, he looked at them but didn't move I was wondering i better move now or i wont make it even if timing is bad. so i run and he notices and calls my name 'seifula' i was shocked how he knew and i continue moving and then i found my house and went in. Then i saw the children inside. It seems as i was visiting over and it was time for me to leave, so i said good bye, had fun exploring attic and may come back to discover more and I was leaving to go back home and i had to ask where I was in terms of the town or country, and the little kid said st. staunton. For some reason I recognized the place being about 10s of miles from my place and then left towards the car/taxi waiting but didn't get inside as the dream ended.
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Post by: LBSS on March 27, 2017, 12:15:45 pm
dope, love when i remember dreams with that much detail.
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Post by: adarqui on March 28, 2017, 02:02:16 am
my dreams have sucked for a year or more.. hardly any detail.. i'm lucky if i have a dream i can remember. it's odd.. my whole life i was a pretty intense 'dreamer'. I haven't had a dream like seifullaah's in a long time.



damn.. i just saw the owl (basically the same thing) that I saw in my dream last night, in a facebook post:

(http://i.imgur.com/fskOOWJ.png)

whaaaaat???

also every time i come back to this thread, that owl trips me out.

also there are so many owls near me now, they are reproducing like crazy.
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Post by: LBSS on March 31, 2017, 03:19:18 am
last night: i was at my parents house. a large, reddish boulder, maybe 30 feet across and 15 feet high, had appeared spontaneously in the back yard and we were puzzling over it, looking through the window in the living room. a trio of small, muscular, dark-skinned men dressed in loincloths came out from the trees at the back of the back yard and went over to the boulder. they looked maybe papuan. suddenly they had a young woman pinned down on the edge of the boulder and they raped her, after which she vanished. it happened very fast. i went outside to confront them but they'd also vanished. a different trio then came out of the woods, with a different young woman. i started yelling at them, trying to stop them from going near her, but they were bewildered, they told me they had no intention of doing anything of the sort. and she didn't seem too perturbed. maybe a little tense but that could have been from all the yelling.

then i woke up.
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Post by: adarqui on April 01, 2017, 10:08:00 pm
finally had a dream i could remember..

got viciously attacked by a pitbull.. tried stabbing it as it was mauling me.

then i woke up.
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Post by: adarqui on April 09, 2017, 04:53:01 pm
easily my most vivid dream in a long time..

long story short: saw Steve Bannon in Florida.. walked up to him, we started debating. It got heated, we're both flipping out. He falls down. And while he's on the ground, I just keep hammering him with anti-white supremacy b.s.. he's trying to defend, and starts talking shit about my generation. So then I started rattling off all of the garbage "his generation" has done to this country and around the world.. and somehow that caused him to start crying and screaming, trying to defend it.. He was a sniveling mess.

Eventually it just ended there.
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Post by: adarqui on October 02, 2017, 10:25:49 pm
CRAZY dreams lately, very vivid/intense.

last 3 nights from most recent:
1. was at a motorcycle shop trying to buy a dirtbike, choice between yamaha or honda CR.. never bought anything, was just trying to wheel and deal .. odd.
2. attacked by bees, going nuts trying to fight them off then used a high powered hose to wreck them.
3. just all kinds of nutty shit..
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Post by: seifullaah73 on November 01, 2017, 06:42:25 am
I had a strange dream where me and brothers were involved in a riddle style activating regarding fishes how they died or something and after they went into detail scientifically with my brother who studied physics about why a certain fish died, we suggested lack of gills to survive in water, but it was shown it had gills and gave a clue as to what activates the gills and we didn't know and he gave the answer potstopium (my guess of spelling as he didn't spell it) I googled it no search word lol. Later on in the dream some smart people like tv series who are supposed genius', pen and teller were in my head but they looked like someone else I asked same question they cheated by going to the room where the guy who asked the question to us and said pot stopium too, lol. What is pot-stopium, they said some cell which activates the cell or process. my first thought was when asked the question hydration or evaporation, i know lame lol, which was wrong, but it was one of those moments when you recall seeing the answer in the form of a diagram, even though it was wrong lol. I am 70% certain that was the answer but the smart guys def said pot stopium but 30% i think he said tee potstopium lol.

So supposedly potstopium is responsible for the activation of the gills. 
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Post by: adarqui on July 11, 2019, 01:27:14 am
had one of these dreams a few nights ago.

i've wanted to dream blog this before, but never have. this is probably the 5th time it happened.

i'll just explain it briefly: occasionally i have a very vivid dream where i'm either "searching for my mom" or "randomly see my mom".

for example, several months ago I had a dream where I was walking in a city.. and I saw my mom & dad walking together - holding hands etc, when they were younger. they didn't notice me or anything, i just looked at them walking, then they walked off. it was actually very intense. it's the one i remember most.

a few nights ago, i had a dream where i was searching for my mom. i went to some random mall, and found her working behind a counter, selling something (like perfume etc). in this dream, she noticed me and welcomed me over etc, as if she was expecting me.

also had one where i randomly saw her somewhere, making me think she's still here but "in hiding", ie trying to start a different life somewhere.

those dreams make me feel unusual after i wakeup. can't really explain that part of it. just feel different. it's odd.

first dream blog post since 2017.. 8|
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Post by: LBSS on July 23, 2019, 10:57:15 pm
my gf and i were at a party in some big rich person's house. she was running for president against donald trump and he was also there, although we didn't interact with him. until we were leaving, that is, when i found him in a bathroom, still wearing a suit but with his hair wet and plastered against his head and brushing his teeth using a bamboo toothbrush with very short bristles and some red powder (instead of toothpaste). he said something about how lovely it was to meet us and thanks for coming. and i said, "well, mr. president, given that my partner is about to debate you on live tv tomorrow night, i hope you get a horrible night's sleep." he looked shocked, like he couldn't believe i'd been so rude. and we left.
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Post by: adarqui on July 23, 2019, 11:08:15 pm
my gf and i were at a party in some big rich person's house. she was running for president against donald trump and he was also there, although we didn't interact with him. until we were leaving, that is, when i found him in a bathroom, still wearing a suit but with his hair wet and plastered against his head and brushing his teeth using a bamboo toothbrush with very short bristles and some red powder (instead of toothpaste). he said something about how lovely it was to meet us and thanks for coming. and i said, "well, mr. president, given that my partner is about to debate you on live tv tomorrow night, i hope you get a horrible night's sleep." he looked shocked, like he couldn't believe i'd been so rude. and we left.

:headbang: :headbang: :headbang:

that's great lol.
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Post by: LBSS on April 06, 2020, 11:10:03 am
Last night I dreamed that I was watching "No Reservations," a scene in which Anthony Bourdain goes spearfishing. It was visually very dramatic: a throng of men holding spears over their heads and periodically throwing them down into the water, backlit by a brilliant orange-red sunset. All of a sudden, a spear flew from off-screen and hit one of the fisherman in the chest. He went down. Bourdain had been doing some voiceover, which I wasn't paying attention to until he intoned, "Sometimes, when you go spearfishing, you accidentally kill a guy." It was him! He'd killed the guy!