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kelli crane
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i still can't get over the dream i had. it seemed so real. I walked into a laundry room and out of nowhere a man grabbed me from behind with his hand over my mouth and made me crouch on the ground while he stuck a gun to my head and in a heavy metal kind of way yelled "I'm gonna kill you Yeah Yeah Yeah!" over and over again. I was so scared in my dream. I can't get over how scary it was. I can feel his big hand over my mouth. I think about it everytime i enter a room.
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Zed
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I have dreams all the time.
Some people don't apparently, but I do.
When I was younger I had a recurrent dream that I was supergirl (why not superman, I don't know?), and I was being chased by a witch and she could see up my skirt.
The scary thing is that I'm a man.
It still sends shivers down my spine to this day though.
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[...The Seer...]
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Last night I dreamt that I lived in a high rise apartment in the city... and two old friends came to visit... They seemed different somehow...evil... and I became very aware of their behavioral differences to see what they were up to. I discovered that one friend was demon possessed and I asked him to leave. As he left, he gave me his new email address that was _(something)__@4deadchicks.com...
Then I woke up wondering if he killed someone.
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jane
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a threesome with two other females
i'm really not joking
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p2
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damn
see: someone_give_me_a_grant_to_invent
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silentbob
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i was doing something. and then a girl i know rubbed my hand against her breasts. and then i gave a girl a piggy back ride and she was a lesbian in my dream even though she is straight in real life
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eklektic
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mr.bechtel being back at school. and he was smiling a lot. and we were happy. but for some reason, i was always busy and couldn't talk to him. and for some reason, i feel like he won't be back on monday.
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Boyd
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i was in a courtyard. an old turn of the century courtyard. with stone statues, and figures with a great fountian in the middle. as i looked around, i found there to be only a single door in the enclosure, and i was mysterically drawn to it. it was a great, monstrous doorway and all i can remember thinking was "what is beyond this monstrosity?" i gradually stepped up to the massive door, and timidly took a gander at what was behind this great wall of mystery. i was surprised. i peered through only to find another door to the left. so i stepped anxiously in and peaked through that door only to gawk at the site i saw. it was yet another door, but to the right this time. amazed, i continued on through that door. and found another door straight ahead. "this is quite bizarre," i thought. and so i turned around to make my way back through this maze of doors to the courtyard. but i was back in the courtyard after venturing back through one door. i had entered through three doors to get where i was only to find another door ahead of me. so i turned back and after going though just that last door was back in the courtyard. as i looked around, i thought maybe i was acting out my life. i was taking all these little steps forward into new places and through new doors to experience new things and new opportunities. but as i take one step back, i'm right back at the very beginning. and then i asked myself if this was what life is. is it a series of steps and doors all leading back to one essential place?
then i woke up....
i wasnt able to decipher between what was my dream and what was real. they say that dreams are only real as long as they last....but couldnt you say the same thing about life?? dream is destiny....
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kss
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I was hanging around with M.I.R.V., they lived in this big victorian mansion and we were talking about how they had their own "M.I.R.V. Edition" set of tarot cards.
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jane
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i dreamt i was pregnant
but i wasn't showing yet
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unhinged
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the last two dreams i remember were about eating crawfish and sucking dick. both utterly random and somewhat disgusting...whatever i was eating in the first dream i was picking the crawfish out of because everything else was gross. and i do have a particularly nasty aversion to sucking dick. not that most people think it is the most fun thing in the world to do.
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dudeinanigloo
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Have you ever had those really short dreams just as you're going to sleep? Like a dream where you're falling off a cliff, then you hit the ground, and then you wake up suddenly? I have those like every third day. They are really weird.
We had a guest speaker in our CALM class a few days ago who was talking about epilepsy, and she said that everyone in the room has had a seizure at some point in their life, and more than once too. She then explained that this is when it happens! She said that when you're drifting from one state of consciousness to another, sometimes you have a short dream when you're almost asleep. Then the neurons in your brain go haywire, and you have a short seizure! Weird eh?
Anyways, the strangest dream that I have had recently (that I remember) was that I was having sex with this girl (who didn't resemble any girl I know in real life), and my dick was so big that I couldn't fit it in. Yeah...
peace
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sirflaccid
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Tell me so I can know...
Are they anything like mine?
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dandy
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I've had those jar awake dreams. I get micro dreams a lot as I fall asleep. Sometimes they're motion like that. Sometimes they are senses taken singly so I have just a sense of depth and place in space without sound or shape or visual. Sometimes I'll get isolated textures or only a jumble of sound or music snippet. Often colors without form or movement, I don't really beleive these people who say they only dream in Black and white purely visually.
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blown cherry
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The night before last I dreamt that the world was coming to an end. A great wave was going to come, but it was going to be a lot more thorough this time. We all just had to pack up and prepare for the end, though I guess I don't know why anyone really had to pack anything up.
Needless to say I slept terribly and woke feeling like shit.
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sameolme
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Last night: I could barely see, but I was leading a group of badly burned people through some tunnels underground. There were three or four of them and they were all blind and so heavily bandaged that they looked mummyish. I was also badly burnt,
but was not in pain. I heard somebody running toward us and started to talk very loudly so as to avoid colliding with them in the dark. When this person
reached me I used my hands to feel out who it was (it was that dark). It was Sally, a friend, and she told me that I was to drive the burn victims to a hospital in Europe. The difficulties involved in driving from North America to Europe didn't occur to me, but the fact that my car is a crappy hatchback and was filthy led me to argue that my car was not right for the job. Sally, sensing that I was trying to get out of doing it said, "fuck you!", which is something that the real Sally would never say. She basicly shocked me into agreeing to drive them. By the time we
reached the surface, and daylight, the plan had changed. We were now going to swim to India from Maine. I was going to argue with Sally that I was too skinny, and sank easily, and got cold really quickly, but I didn't want to risk getting sworn at so I jumped into the water. It was freezing and I knew that the only way I'd survive was to swim really fast. I began doing a customized version of the back stroke and really took off! The burn patients jumped in and likewise took off,we were plowing through the water like schooners with a good tail wind. It was extremely pleasurable swimming and we quickly covered a few miles and then went ashore to ask directions at a sailing school.:::: rest of dream is lost.
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050202
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Pretend You Dont Know Me
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I was just hanging out with the guys (apparently I know these guys in my dreams but not in RL, any one else have that? theirs familure with the ppl in their dreams? you even remember all about their past and other dreams you've had with them in it?) any way we seem to be at this really chic party at some ones fancy swanky Modern Minimalist manchin and it feels cold, I hate when ppl do that, as though they think the colder they have their place the more others will find them more fascinating and interesting =( any way even though the party requires that you be all dressed up (FINELY a -reason- to wear that beautiful expensive dress!) the guys came casual in their lest dirty jeans and t-shirts which I absolutely loved bc its so out of place with all those stuffy overly dressed ppl, I invited them to come with me bc I really dislike parties (why I even excepted the invitation to this party is beyond me) and having to make small talk with strangers, I mean "gee the walls sure are perpendicular" is just as good a conversation starter as "wow it's sure is sunny outside isn’t it?" - yea so any way I'm hanging out with the guys when some other guy with a camera approaches and asks if he can take a few pix of me (WTF?) so I shrug and say "why not?" Any way next thing I know weir all out on the balcony and Will is reading some book out loud, something along the lines of 'The History of The Western Civilization' or some such in an absolutely borish and snobby accent while I’m partially clothed trying my hardest to look sexy and not laugh as this stranger takes pix of me (how on earth did I get talked into doing this?! I _HATE_ being nude in dreams, even if only partially!!)and after a moment or so I come to my senses (thank gawd) and put my dress back on (even wearing clothes I still some how feel nude =( ) and demand to see the pix he took of me (why didn’t I also rip the film out of his camera?) any way I'm looking at all the pix and it turns out the guy was taking pix of me even before he asked me if he could (can we say CreePy and stalkeresq!) but the strange thing about the pix is that I look like a child in them, and I don’t mean a cute lil kid with chocolate smeared on my face like mud, no I mean in a pubescent Fiona Apple sexy kind of way, it makes me want to hurt this guy for portraying me in such a disgusting manner!! and in my anger I awaken angry and crying! not only bc of the really disturbing dream but bc I know these kind of sick perverted guys are attracted to me bc I do still look so young! Nor does it help that my BF’s friends are all so much older then me that they actually have the nerve to treat me like a child!! *angry*
yea, uh, well any way that’s my disturbing and dirty feeling dream for ya, no thanx necessary *smirks slightly before slinking off to the shadows*
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