Alarm clocks and dreams don't mix

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I had this dream where I was in a wide open field with tall, waving grass, and everything was peaceful.  Suddenly, I heard somebody typing really fast on a typewriter in this little log cabin that was nearby.  The noise was really loud and annoying.  I woke up pretty irritated, and realized that it was raining and the "typing" sound was the noise from the raindrops hitting my skylight.  I'm a fairly light sleeper.

Edit: TOTP wake-up call

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Two wierd ones last night:

A collective of Kids brought together because no-one can explain what's going on with them.  When they are all brought together they can see the time when space and time will be distorted.  The moment comes and the children go outside time, the earth oblates and the Moon starts wrapping around it while the children watch.

Second: I'm in a play: lead role.  Suddenly, just before I'm about to go on, I realize, I have never rehearsed it, I don't know a single line, I can't play the part.  I go out and find John Freeland (old highschool friend) that he has to play my part, and I do this in front of the whole audience.  I leave the building and head to the parking lot.  I look up and there's a jet-trail in the sky that flowers out to many jet trails going off in different directions.  I panic at first thinking the Nuclear Holocaust has come.  I flip on the radio in a nearby mustang, and there's normal radio music.  Then abruptly an announce comes on and reports a "Large explosion" North of Kansas city.  Then I wake up.

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the first dream sounded wicked awesome pitt... it must mean something.

I had dream last night.. maybe this morning... I met Nasty and his family and everything was cool.. I think it kind of makes sense since me and Nasty are so similar somehow... actually by similar I mean we're the same age... and maybe we're similar or something... maybe.  When I woke up I think I had this profound feeling of acceptance or something and I was actually going to post it in here... but now that I've waited all day long, I completely forgot what it was that I was going to say.  but it was pretty profound.

Also I woke up at 4:30 this morning (that's when I needed to wake up my mom) without an alarm.  And then I went back to bed... and got up at 7 (that's when I needed to wake up to go to work).... without an alarm.  I am magical.  It's true.  I'm not sure if I have point any to this now... my headache asks for the knife... that I'm holding in my mouth... you guys are great. 

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I'm in a play: lead role. Suddenly, just before I'm about to go on, I realize, I have never rehearsed it, I don't know a single line, I can't play the part. I go out and find _____ (old highschool friend)

I swear I have that dream at least once every month.  What could it meeean?!

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Also, what does it mean when in your dreams you earn exp?

[Reply #565 on:]

It means you need to stab yourself in the brain, and fast.

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Seriously, I need help.
In my last dream, I was aboard a spaceship, and was being informed that the space colony that I was moving to had ben ivaded by something that messes with both organics and technology. When I got there, me, a reasonably attractive woman I didn't know, and some suspicious looking guy in a red hoodie (Come to think of it, he looked almost exactly like that firts Reaper dude in Blade 2) were being debriefed in what appeared to be an abandoned mall. As they were talking, a couple of headcrab zombies came up from behind the counter in a jewlrey store to our left. The woman in charge (the one who was debriefing us) shot it three times in the head... crab. It fell over dead. The "camera" (ometimes my dreams are cinimatic in nature) turned around to look at the three of us, standing there stunned. Except, the guy in the red hoodie (the one who looked like a reaper) had an unusual shadow. It looked almost exactly like the shadow of a Hellknight from Doom3! Well, anyway, the chick in charge told us to find someplace safe for the night, we tried to just go into one of the abandoned stores, but she told us to leave via this large gate that led off into darkness. Me and the moderately attractive woman did so, leaving the army type woman in charge, ad the red hoodie guy. The red hoodie guy looked over to the leader woman, and evil mystical tenticles of fog coming out of his body, said "finally, we are alone!"
Then, the view switched back to me, and I was alone in the dark. I looked ahead and saw what appeared to be a headcrab. My pistol only had two bullets in it, and I didn't wast to waste them, so I reached for what I thought was a crowbar, but turned out just to be a bent piece of rebar. Then, a smaller alien thing, only about three quarters of an inch long attached itself to my finger. It hurt like a bitch. Well, I ran over to a teleporter to escape, and a robotic headcrab started accosting me. I threw my high-tech trenchcoat at it, and fire extinguisher stuff on the alien atomoton, dealing cold damage. I escaped to a less abandoned looking mall. Apparently, my dreame didn't remember that I lost my coat, so instead, I lost everything but my coat. Luckily, it was a trench coat and hid my nakedness. I then went over to a girl I knew in school in rel life, here she was just an extra. She was wearing several layers of clothing, obviously shoplifting. I said to her "Do you know where I could get some clothes? You see, a headcrab stole my underpants." Then I woke up.

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ummm.... that dream is so wierd im speechless.

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Yeah, well, I'm quite insane, so that might have something to do with it. The weird thig is, I haven't played Halflife or Doom3 in months! I wonder what Freud would say about it. Probably something involving my mother and my penis...

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I've had this idea for some time that... well, you know how rock singers all call themselves "the king of rock"?  I think that's trite.  Everyone's the king of rock nowadays.  I don't wanna be the king of rock.  I want some more esoteric and impressive title.

Anyway, that's been knocking about in my brain for a few months, and last night I had this dream where I constructed some logical argument, and I don't remember any of the details of it, but the upshot was that I somehow proved the following: I am the Evil Pope of Rock & Roll.

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i swear i had a futurama dream last night. and i woke up thinking i was going to come and write about it here...

but of course, now i have forgotten... something about it coming back on the air or something..

lets hope it comes true?
damn my shitty memory!

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Just wondering, you can all see that my dreams are the result of a fractured mind, but how did I go insane? Was it inborn, or caused by years of deep sinking lonelyness?

I once had a Futurama dream. Fry, Leela, and Bender were on mars. They were in a gunfight with Mom and her sons. They were ducking behind wooden beams between shots, for they were fighting in a house under construction.

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 I say inborn.
ANYYYWAYYYSS...
Last night (Or rather this morning, because I woke up, just barely took in what my mom said, and later did not answer the door to my uncle since I was sleeping), for some reason, I had this twisted perception of the first day of ninth grade. Which won't be until next year. Anyways, I had this weird ice cream bar, I kept accidentally inflicting pain on this one girl who I ASSUMED was my friend in 6th grade, but this past year hardly said ten words to me, who hated me even more. (I call this one friend of mine Stimpy...don't ask about the Ren and Stimpy fandom that goes on between us.) I got that friend to call his twin brother Stimpy, and I was on the ground with laughter, with him bashing his head on a wall. Then I woke up, realizing that I never got Jason to call ANYONE Stimpy. Ever.
And I'm pretty sure earlier in the night I had a dream that involved Paul McCartney....Let's just not go there.   
This sex obsessed 13 year old is brought to you by the American public school system! Go low to no budget schools and perverted students!

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I remember having a dream where I was driving a EA Falcon all over the place and going sideways around the local areas, getting close to falling of cliffs. Speeding through towns having fun in a car. The freaky thing is it felt real. To this day I have not figured out why I was driving a EA Falcon. I think that dream was influced by my brother because he constantly pops the rear end out in his Falcon when Im with him.

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Originally posted by Wooter:
Just wondering, you can all see that my dreams are the result of a fractured mind, but how did I go insane? Was it inborn, or caused by years of deep sinking lonelyness?

Take it from someone who knows: It's inborn.

Anyway, I once had a dream where I was locked in an attic with a bunch of aliens. The aliens were afraid of black cats. A large amount of black cats were roaming across the roof of wherever it was that my dream was taking place.

Beat that, my demented friend! 

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Gorky that is freaky, people are going to have a hard to try and beat you in the way of freaky dreams.

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Gorky, I accept your challenge! Tonight, before I rest, I shall eat vast quantities of cheese!(hey, it worked for Salvador Dali, and you should see the the freaky stuff he drew!) Also, I'm still proud of my subconcious for coming up with the line "a headcrab stole my underpants"

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I had a dream that had to do with an alram clock once, the dream was quite some time ago (maybe around 5 years ago).

I was some kind of animal running around in tall weeds during a thunderstorm at night which lighting kept on striking everywhere.

The stormy field with tall weeds i was in was the background of a level on an old Street Fighter or Mortal Kombat game (I can't remember which one it was).

But I remember just running around threw the field while it was storming. At the end of the dream I heard a song playin, it was a Linkin Park song.

I woke up and the same song was playing on the radio.

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Sometimes in my dreams I'm walking or moving my body in one direction or another. In such a dream dream I'm vertical, but in my bed I'm in a horizontal position and sometimes I make moves like walking or whatever, and then I wake  up because I moved my legs for example.
Very confusing and disorienting.

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Whenever I wake up with my feet on my pillows and my head at the end of my bed, it usually is a bad 'omen' for me.

On all the days I have woke up like that something bad happens during the day. Which is usually getting in some sort of big trouble at school.

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I had a weird dream that I got a couple of game for some kind of occation. I just put them away and went out of my room to say thank you to everyone who gave me those games. Well after that we went to some house it kind of was rainny and I took my car, and every one else went in my mom's car. Well things started to go astray. My mom went into this one room, and some one killed her. In my furry I killed the guy's daughter. When he found out what I have done, I have already mannaged to sneak out of the house. I got into my car and took off through the puddles and such. People were after me, I needed to get to my safe house. When I got about ten feet away from it some guy just poped infront of it and was trying to keep me from it. He succseeded. Next thing I know the universe was destroyed and the solar system was a buch of free floating planets.

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Hey, I have weird dreams, too! 

This one I had yesterday morning involved two adorable Korean children who were standing outside our kitchen window trying to blow our house up. So, we did what any other family in this situation would do. We invited them inside for dinner. They told us that it was nothing personal. "We not want blow you up! We want blow house up!"

There was no explanation, they just wanted our house blown to smithereens. We didn't seem to care, we just packed up our shit and got the fuck out. We were on pretty good terms with the adorable Korean children afterwards, too. I think we let them live with us at my aunt's house.

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I have way too many lesbian dreams for a straight person. -_-

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I had a dream that I was in a hospital, having a delicious dinner.

And if that ain't dreamin', then I don't know what is.

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I just had a dream where there was a hurricane outside, and the winds were so strong that they were blowing cars and trees around that were smashing into my house.  However, my house was holding up fine, so my friend and I were sitting in the hallway playing Monopoly.

Maybe that's a sign, like a storm will come soon or something...

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Boyyy, did I have a few weird ones last night.  First, I was staying at someone's house, and I was about to leave, and I was going to eat some dinner leftovers before I went.  They tried to warn me, but it was too late.  Suddenly, the house was surrounded by military police from the facist country we were apparently in because I had eaten too much food, and exceeded the food tax, or some such nonsense.  There was a brief firefight, and I spent the rest of the dream trying to escape.  I can't remember if I succeeded or not. 

The next dream involved me attending an intimate, small-venue They Might be Giants concert.  I don't remember much about the concert, except I think it was in the house from the previous dream.  After, I made it my intent to speak with and obtain autographs from the band, but only one of them was there.  When I tried to talk to him, he seemed preoccupied and in a bad mood, so he came off as callouse, or something.  I don't really remember, my memory was pretty fuzzy.

In another, I got hurt somehow, and the paramedic wanted to start an IV on me ... only he decided to use the largest needle available (14 gauge ... which is practically a sewer pipe).  I didn't want him to, because it would hurt, but he did it anyway.  Turns out, I didn't feel any pain from it, but I did feel like there was a ton of water going up my veins when he started flowing the IV fluid ... it felt like water snaking through my arm.

Weird stuff ...

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Originally posted by futurefreak:
I have way too many lesbian dreams for a straight person. -_-

Can I borrow some?

[Reply #587 on:]

PLEASE DO they won't leave me alone...everyone knows the only lesbian dreams I like to have are with me and airbag. and amy20. ok, lesbian threesome dream 

[Reply #588 on:]

Mmmmm, can I join?  And also borrow some of those dreams?

[Reply #589 on:]

ok, but it'll cost you...9.95 a minute![/i]

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Originally posted by Gorky:
I had a dream that I was in a hospital, having a delicious dinner.

And if that ain't dreamin', then I don't know what is.

Hey, when I was in the hospital after my surgery, everything I ate tated good.  It was probably just the morphine, though. Mmmmm... morphine.

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Actually, since morphine supresses your gastric motility (the technical term for how your guts move your food inside you while it's being digested), so I would think that would suppress your apetite (resulting in a depressed sense of taste).  Also, I'd think that the morphine itself would directly suppress your taste ... I don't know though.  I bet it was just darn good hospital food, or you weren't on morphine.

Ontopic?  Well, uh, no, I guess not.  Sorry.

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Most of my dreams are about daily occurrences I have. There's a psych theory based on that, but I'm two lazy to look it up.

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I don't even know how to describe my dreams alot of the time. I don't even want to try. I usually can't remember them in much detail anyway which is why they would be hard to describe I guess. But often I find I have dreams that are strange and unsettling.
The last dream I had involved something  like being very slowly and gradually tortured to death by having my whole body constricted with some kind of thing that I don't remember what it was, that was also slicing alittle into my eyeballs through the slits between my eyelids. Although it never actually ended up killing me in the dream so i'm not sure if it was meant to or it was just meant to be a punishment for something.
Anyway... my dreams suck and I suck.
(Yay... am I scary? just a little?) 

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I had a pretty strange dream last night. I was in my German class, I answered a question right along with another person. I think he said something like kings, when present in a country were always the heads of state, and I corrected him by giving him the example of the King of Bavaria falling under the Kaiser in Germany. The teacher was pleased so as a reward he gave us...bacon. Two rashers of bacon on a plate to be precise. I took the bacon and for some reason had to drain a lot of fluid from it into a bin. Then I woke up.

That's pretty rubbish actually.

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I had this dream that me and a bunch of other people were in an abandoned mansion.  We realized that it was inhabited by a bright yellow humanoid thing that could change shape.  We decided that it was our duty to kill it.  First we went into the basement, where an entire wall was made out of speckled ceiling tiles, and you could jump through the tiles so long as you didn't jump straight into a stud.  We jumped through and found the thing.  We decided to fight it one by one.  The problem was, anytime someone hit it, it would just melt and then reform iteself, good as new.  For some reason I was Bender at this point, and I was carrying a weird robot that hovered and was shaped like a sandwich.  It sacrificed itself fighting the creature while I rooted around in the basement.  I found some pipes in a blue trash can.  Grabbing one, I snuck behind the thing.  It knew I was there and attcked.  I stuck the pipe right through it's stomach, and it hung on the pipe like a blob of dough.  I crammed it in a spider webby old corner, and it succumbed to arachnophobia.  While it sat there in a shaking mass, I grabbed a conviniently placed log and squished it.  I think I killed it.

...Anyone want to trade dreams?  Mine are getting too...boss-fighty.

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I just remembered another dream I had once. I had the ability to conjure chickens out of nowhere and command them to kill people. I remember being in a car in the dream and watching through the windshield as a group of chickens attacked someone. Mwahahaha... that dream was cool.

Oh, and also I have had several dreams where I am being chased by dinosaurs. Those dreams are scary. (I don't even know why I keep typing up my dreams in this thread. It's not as though they are intereting or anything)

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I had a dream this week about another PEELathon, in NY, however, all of the PEELers who attended were actually my work colleagues (and ex-colleagues) and then it transmogrified into a bizarre slasher-type-dream involving people being killed in the elevators of the hotel we were staying in.

This was not the actual hotel, it was just one I made up (in my head).

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i haven't been having many dreams lately... the last 2 i've had have been a bit weird...

err.. in the first dream i was sleeping with some guy that i didn't recognise... (oh yeah, that was was X rated)..

but the one last night was fucked out.
I dreamed that there were these weird buildings that kept getting checked on by "aliens" but they looked like normal humans...
there was a huge one on mars that was really important... that i SAW being checked..

i found out from one of the 'aliens' that those were checkpoints, measuring the atmosphere and conditions round them because the universe was a giant BIODOME being observed from the outside, and that our universe was an ant farm of sorts..
this stuff freaks me right out for some reason..
the idea of civilisation as i know it changing scares me stupid...

i don't know why i dream about this stuff... this was tame compared to other dreams i've had about civilisation ending. I considered myself lucky last night..

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OK.  I saw a caterpillar in the kitchen a few days ago.  I had a dream about it last night.  In the dream, I tried to kill the caterpillar with acid, but it didn't work, and later I found my housemates torturing it by forcing it to listen to loud music.