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I'm really surprised that you have never been behind bars. I thought for sure you would have spent sometime behind bars after being hauled away from some protest or another....Quote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
Anyways, back to dreams:
Last night I had a vivid dream that i remembered when I woke up but for the life of me I only remember the part where I'm standing in the car rewntal place returning my car and the guy is telling me that the antanae is broke.
I once witnessed a protest at the Berkeley campus of the University of California. The tear gas was so thick I could barely breathe.Quote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
But actually participating in public protests is beneath my dignity. I'm a loner. I get even on dark nights in dead-end alleys. The flash of a steel blade, the look of terror on the victim's face -- you get the picture.
Why do you think I carry a blade in my shoe?Quote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
So i wanted to share a dream that is hunting me in the last month since i got back from Amsterdam..
I already had this dream twich since i got back..
In the dream i discover that we find a store that sell doughnuts (yes i just wrote doughnuts) then me and all how is with me in the dream are all happy and quickly going to buy ourself some doughnuts!! :) just like we did in Amsterdam (you know why.. :) )
Then i allways wake up and realize i was dreaming.. and we actually don't have doughnuts here...
Yes i know it's a stupied dream but what can i do we really don't have doughnuts here since duncen doughnut closed all its stores in Israel.. how sad.. :).....
Bah to knives. People run a great deal faster from a bow or crossbow.
I had a dream last night that the braces on my back teeth came out, one of them still had a piece of tooth attached to it, which is slightly weird dince I haven't had braces in .......holy carp! 20 years.
so you're saying you took out one of your tooth right? and did it hurt, the tooth I mean in your dream?
I once had a dream that precisely one quarter of my teeth fell out at once...the lower left side, if I recall correctly. They, too, were held together by braces as an odd unit. Subsequently, I just stuck 'em back in like a demented quarter-set of dentures.
Nope didn't hurt in my dream. Just the enamel on one side of my tooth came off.Quote:
Originally Posted by Kaltrina
I dreamt that I failed my Maths exam. I became very sad and depressed. I had brain tumer. I became sick. I was not able to go to school due to my brain-tumer. My loved-ones came to visit me and made Get Well Soon Cards for me. *to tell you guys the truth, it was a happy feeling. Then my brother became really worried and then he wrote a book about a girl who has suffered brain-tumer but she died.
The book became the hit one. I became mad because my brother had showed that I died, so in revenge I tried my best to be ok and in a matter of few days, I got up from the bed and became alright. Then I wrote a book which was about a girl who has suffered brain-tumer but she was leading her life happily and she was also sharing her feelings, thoughts and adventures with the readers and that girl was ME. The book became even more hit.
How was the dream? Good or Bad? I am not able to decide...
What do you guys think? *confused*
I say, and no offense, bad. I didn't like the fact that the book was written out of vengeance. Your brother did no wrong at all, there should be no reason for you to write a book just to get revenge on him for doing nothing. Of course, it was a dream so, bleh. Anyhow, yeah... I'd say it wasn't such a good dream.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pensive
You know, I once had this dream which was odd, interesting, terrifying, cool, peaceful, and extremely extremely frightening. It eventually became both my worsest, most frightening nightmare and my favorite, favorite dream (thus making it odd).
Lol, it was a dream.
I know that if he would have written a book for me like that in the real life, I would have been very happy but in dream, we can't choose. I liked it because all my loved-ones came to me and my brother even wrote a book for me but I hated it because I was suffering brain-tumer.
I think that the fact annoyed me that he had not showed me living. lol......*Now I am gonna write a book about my dream*
When I was little, I used to have a lot of dreams. Now they have stopped coming. I don't know why....
Everybody has dreams, everyday. People just simply forget their dreams. After 10 minutes from waking up a person has already forgotten 90% of their dream, and I'm not mad at you for doing that, just saying it isn't a good dreamQuote:
Originally Posted by Pensive
oh that is nothing then. because in my country when interpreting dreams they say that when a tooth is taken off and it hurts then someone dear to the person is going to die, which is why it hurts but if a tooth is taken off without hurting then the person will hear of someones death but of someone that is not his/her relative. but in your case it is neither of those... that's why I asked. ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by Papayahed
:)
I wonder if a dream journal might help. It's a way of scribing one's dreams, kept near one's bed for easy access before one forgets. Some people even set their alarms to unusual hours to "catch their dreams off-guard." The idea behind it is that patterns may eventually emerge over a long period of time.
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Originally Posted by RobinHood3000
It's also to be able to lucid dream. Heh, I just had one this morning, actually I think I just did a WILD this morning(waking induced lucid dream). Not sure though. To bad I couldn't really control anything... man... I've gotten bad at controlling my dreams, I was pretty good before. It was odd though, I woke up(without moving or opening my eyes), and slowly drifted back to sleep with knowledge of being awake, and so when I appeared at my school... I knew I was dreaming. The dream didn't last though... I actually woke up in a little while. The dream felt somewhat real though... no dream haze or anything. Well... anyhow... I tried falling asleep again just to have another lucid dream but failed. Oh well... I'll probably have one some other time :D
For me i have found up that when some one wakes me up and i jump up right out of the dream i tend to remember all of it and very clearly..
But that doesn't happen very often.
When i wake up as usual by my alarm clock i don't remember much.. :)..
Last night I watched a movie on TV that reminded me of a childhood experience. It was the original 1950s version of "The Thing," which I first saw in a theater when I was something like 8 years old.
For months afterward I had a recurring nightmare. The Thing chases me. I run into a room and hide under the bed. I watch The Thing's feet as he enter the room and moves around looking for me. Then he bends down to look under the bed and I am face to face with him. I wake up screaming.
I remember my mother telling me that was the last scary movie she would let me watch. The film is so well-done it still scares me a bit, even though I now know it is James Arness behind the makeup (Matt Dillon of "Gunsmoke").
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Originally Posted by starrwriter
I read before I go to bed and often times I'll dream of the characters in the books.
Ive just woken up so my dream is still abit with me and I must say another odd forum dream. This time Im reading a post and its a newbie whose posted it talking about A smiliey member intreeged by rubber duckys (me) but then it sort of got wierd because he was asking me to speak rubber duckese and did I know that Quackedy was being misprnounced and I remeber I got quite upset at thespelling mistake.
But since Ive woken up it suddely occured to me I dont speak rubber duckese Robin does.
I guess the BFG gott confused and I got a dream thats mean for someone else :rolleyes:
Perhaps I should start a thread for a Rubber-Duckese workshop?
I had a dream that I was trepassing and got arrested and I had to go to court. Yhr courtroom was huge and I showed up in my pajama's and I asked my lawyer if I should have dressed up and she said no then she borrowed a suit jacket from another lady and put it on, then stuff happened and it looked like I was getting off the hook but I woke up before the verdict was handed down.
You're not fooling anyone with the pajamas story. You were NAKED in the courtroom, weren't you? Fess up.Quote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
I think you're projecting, starr--I believe it's you who dreams about papayahed dreaming she's naked in a courtroom.
Movie projectors project. I projectile vomit when I hear the word cuddle. I DON'T project. And I'm appropriately (and nattily) dressed when I dream of being in a courtroom, unlike Pajamahed.Quote:
Originally Posted by RobinHood3000
No I can assure you I was dressed in my pink pajamas with the alarm clocks and night caps. Comepletely and wholey appropriate.Quote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
The most unforgettable dream I ever had was decades ago and I never had it again.
I am walking down a big city street that looks like a canyon of tall buildings. Suddenly, I hear a noise behind me. I turn around to see an incredibly huge wave rushing toward me. It must be 500 feet high. I begin running, but I know the wave is moving too fast to escape. In seconds I am struck from behind, tumble underwater, and suck liquid into my lungs.
The scene shifts. I am in space, as if orbiting the earth. As I look down on the planet, I am overcome with a feeling of melancholy witnessing all the misery I see below. A hand touches me on the shoulder and I turn to see an old man with a long white beard.
He says: "Do not worry. You have all eternity to find joy."
It is only then I realize I am dead.
At the time of the dream I lived in a Florida city that had never experienced a tsunami. This was long before there were any TV programs about tsunamis or end-of-the-world movies involving tsunamis. I don't think I had ever heard the word tsunami up to that point, so I have no idea why I dreamed about dying in one.
Today I live in a big city in Hawaii that has a fairly high risk of tsunamis. Hundreds of islanders have been killed in tsunamis over the past half century. When I remember that old dream now, I sometimes wonder if it was a precognitive glimpse of how I would die.
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Originally Posted by starrwriter
Were you naked?
papayahed-what in the world kind of a question is that?
that is a terrible dream, dreadful. I am sure it will never come true.
I had a dream once before my life turned to rescuing children and trying to help change their lives for the better. I dreamed I was in a sort of subway, underground at any rate and people were walking without any expression this way and that going to and coming from work.They were smartly dressed and were all prosperous. I had a baby, a newborn(I don't think it was mine) and held it tightly. It was hungry and I had not the milk to give it for I was not nursing. we were both wrapped in a large black plastic bag and I was so weak from crying out for help that I laid on the cold cement with babe pressed against me to keep it warm.
No one, not one person even glanced at us, never mind heard our cries. I wept so bitterly and felt my heart so broken that I thought I would die.
I suddenly woke up hearing my first born yelling at his siblings for he thought they had done something to make me cry. I sat up and was still broken hearted and wondered at the fact I had fallen quickly asleep in the middle of the day before my graveyard shift and was crying so loudly my son could hear me downstairs.
after that child after child came my way and my life was altered forever. one day a little boy came to our door hungry. we fed him, I made him a lunch and got him to school. another time some children brought a small boy to us for food. it just snowballed.
No, but the old man with the beard was.Quote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
(I'm happy to see you developing a warped sense of humor like mine. You learn well from the master, grasshopper.)
I dunno. :(Quote:
Originally Posted by rachel
you flatter yourself. I am claiming another master - an ex-coworker, old guy. He's a diabetic, I came in one day to find a small snowman on my desk with a needle stuck in his arm and a note saying "Why is this snowman so happy?" You'd like him. You can be a co master...Quote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
well done Papayahed, brilliant. You have just garnered my vote for member of the year next year, and I don't even believe in that sort of stuff. You are sharp as a tack, quick on your feet and deliver your lines like a yuk yuk's pro. And you are pretty to boot.
Starr, I think Papayahed is already who she is and you had zero or less to do with it.
That is hilarious about the snowman though. perhaps the gentleman in question was having a diabetic delusion at the time from too much insulin.
Wrong! She is putty in my hands. My brilliant posts are changing her personality as we communicate.Quote:
Originally Posted by rachel
Right between my eyes! See, you ARE learning from me.Quote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
Oh wise half master I must disagree.Quote:
Originally Posted by starrwriter
On the first count, brilliant posts? have they been on this website? I think I missed those. Second, I am not so weak minded nor adle brained to change my personality from several mediocre posts. Thirdly, I find this website to be a bastion of niceness and wholesomeness I have not had to pull out the guns and show my acerbic tongue until you forced me into it.
As I indicated before, I AM influencing you -- drawing out the venom in you, among other things. My plan is right on schedule. You'll be a better woman when the process is finished, not a namby-pamby looking for "niceness and wholesomeness."Quote:
Originally Posted by papayahed
I dreamt last night that me and my boyfriend were in the shopping centre and we were holding hands, and this girl came over (who in real life fancies Luke :() and she said; "why are you holding hands with her?" and I went off crying and looked back and they were laughing at me hugging each other! It was horrible!!!! I hate those dreams!
Recently I have been having some freaky dreams, where random people die due to freak accidents, like last night, I dreamt a girl was walking in between two parked trucks, and suddenly the trucks backed into each other at great speed. The girl died obviously, and the dream is actually quite graphic in that department, with blood splatting all over the place.
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Originally Posted by AimusSage
how horrid! the worst dreams I've had are simply ones with demons chasing me... oh yeah... and that priest who kept his dead daughter's corpse under his bed in a black bag and somehow fed her each day.