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Weird Dream Topic
Topic Started: Sep 29 2007, 11:09 PM (4,265 Views)
Commander Brad
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Wow, Vaku, you are one of the first people I have met to have such vivid dreams and also remember them in detail.

Which brings me to my most recent dream. Well it was only one of four dreams I remember from last night. Infact I chose it because it was a lucid dream, which in short means I control it. For more on that read up on Wiki or your source for knowledge.

It was not as wild or detailed as some of my dreams, but the important part was that I was controlling it. I have done this to a point with my dreams for a long time, but this time I was in complete control. It started off with nothing but a black space as far as the eye could see. It was only me and my bro standing there. I then see a bright orb floating in midair. I slowing began to see lightning and it begins to expand quickly and soon there is no black left, just an open field with a thunderstorm going on. Soon A tornado appears and my bro starts freaking out as it is coming at us. At this point I almost lost control of the dream, but I used a technique to keep influencing it. Soon my and my bro are in seperate protective bubbles created by me. The tornado comes, hits us, and does nothing. At about this time, I begin to feel like I am waking up. I try to use the technique again to stay asleep but it was too strong and I woke up.

All and all it wasnt that great a dream but its a step towards controlling my dreams completely.
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Kajy
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Cool... I wanna control my dreams D: Its the right place to make crazy stuff...
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SabataTDB
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I controlled like 2 of my dreams and couldn't control any others

It's weird how it works for me

To control my dream I have to know I'm dreaming without waking up
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Kajy
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Ah, check on Wikipedia for Lucid Dreams, Sabata, that is the exact technique to control your dream, and NOT wake up 8D
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Death_Blade_182
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I've never been able to control my dreams :frown:

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Higgins Von Higgings
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It'd be nice to control my dreams. But there would be problems, could ruin the randomness of dreams, sometimes making them awesome.. But I guess it would be cool to control them..
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controlling dreams seems demented in a way...
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Kajy
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Controlling dreams means you can do anything impossible, so, I would prefer it >_>;
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*points at Kajy* demented control freak
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Commander Brad
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Oct 1 2007, 09:13 PM
controlling dreams seems demented in a way...

If you mean demented because of perverts using it for sex dreams and stuff, I have never had(or made) that happen.

Its very hard to do and it takes practice. Plus they usually arent long.
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Knowing Kajy, he'd probably make a bunch of snakes and lizards intermingle
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Vaku
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Yea, I remember trying to control my dreams all the time. I never have complete control, though, something always stops me.

Well, here is a dream that I had back in July? Might've been June.

It started off where I was at a baseball stadium. There was a baseball game going on, but moments in it got called off because a tornado was headed in the direction, and everyone was suggested to get out of there. A large group of people were gathered just outside of an open fire door, staring at a tornado, a few miles off the edge of the dock. It came closer and closer until we started to get pulled towards it. I turned around and ran for the door; I had almost been pulled into the storm, when was able to grab the locking bar on the door, and used it to pull myself into the building.

It was too windy to try to close the door, I just kept pulling myself along whatever I could find that was bolted down, going deeper and deeper into this hallway. Then a man wearing an umpire's outfit, but clanking like he were wearing heavy armor, came down the hallway, carrying six folding chairs, welded together. He placed it against a doorway in the hallway, to stop others from getting dragged out. By this time the wind wasn't as strong, and I was able to walk normally, I was worried, and so I hurried ahead. To the left of me was a long chain-link fence, where I could see the baseball field at eye-level. It wasn't raining, but the sky was glowing a crimson color.

I hurried along into a room illuminated only by candles held by a few of the people in the room. After I cought my breath I looked up to see an older man looking at me, "Did any others make it?"
I looked behind me at the door. "I-I don't know... I hope they made it."
The man with the chairs walked through the door, looked at the old man and shook his head, then turned around and closed a fire exit door, and locked it shut.

I looked around, "Are there any TVs? Or maybe a PS2 lying around?" I asked hopefully.
"There are no such things here!" The old man said reproachfully. "Now, let us gather together in prayer." I slumped against a wall and pulled out my PSP as fifteen or so people gathered in a circle. The old man looked at me, "Put that thing away, we shall await our ascension in prayer, not blasphemy."

"Thats fine for you," I said, "but I believe in no gods, so I'll play my game if you don't mind."
"I do mind," the man snapped back, "And besides, your toy is without its battery."
I removed the battery cover, and realized he was right, but when I reached into my right pocket I found it there.
"It's ok, I have a backup."
"Those batteries are empty."
I looked at my hand and the PSP battery had turned into two "AA"s, they felt empty so I through them back in my pocket, grudgingly.

"Come my children!" The man shouted, "The time is at hand! Let us ascend into the heavens!"
"We're not dead," I said mockingly, "we're just waiting for the storm to die down."
"Ah, but you did die. You were unfortunate enough not to make it."
"N-no... I did make it."
Just then an elevator bell rang throughout the room, and the people began to stand and shuffle towards it, all greeting someone they seemed to know, seemed to miss. My cousin Ryan stepped out of the elevator, "Come on, Jason, it's time to go."

As the elevator was going up I looked at him, "Where is this? Where does this elevator go?"
He didn't look at me, he just watched the little lights flow through the elevator doors, "We're going to the history museum, to see the history of the world through the eyes of our creator." I was silent, he looked at me, "Cheer up, man. This is the beginning of your new life. So," he began, "how did you die?" he asked with a smile.
"I didn't die!" I shouted at him. "I survived the tornado, there was no way..."
"So... the tornado got you... Sorry to hear that." The smile disappeared from his face.
I sat there in silence for the next few seconds until the elevator dinged at our floor.

We walked out into a dimly lit room, illuminated by very lifelike animatronic dinosaurs. I hurried past the first dinosaur, I wasn't interested in it, I just wanted to get this all done with. I passed the second exhibit as it had finished chewing and organ off of a stegosaurus; it wipped the organ towards us as it was ripped from the body. A spray of blood covered the closest spectators, some landed on my hand; it was warm. I was a little shocked that it was real, more real than I had expected at least, but I spotted a second elevator, one that looked like an exit, and hurried towards it, Ryan followed.

"Next stop, dawn of man through the formation of the first nation." he said to me.
"I'm not interested."
"What? Jason, you always said you can't know where you're going without knowing where you've been."
"I don't care about any of that! I'm not dead, this can't be real! I must be dreaming... Look, just... just take me to where we spend the night... I need some sleep."
He pushed a button on the elevator, and it began its descent. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't; the words wouldn't form.

We arrived to an alley dead end. All around us were brightly lit shops, with strings of lights dancing this way and that down the street. Most shops were clothing shops, have the latest style from life displayed prominately in the window, it disguisted me.
"So, if this is all real..." I said looking at the shops, "tell me one thing, how did you die? Why didn't we hear about it?"
"What? You didn't hear about it?" He sighed, "There was a crash, Michelle made it, but I didn't. I awoke in a hospital room, the whole hospital was empty. Then these men greeted me and one of the elevators opened and I was taken through the steps."
"Who greeted you?" I asked.
"What?"
"You met me when I came here, made sure it was easier for me. Who did that for you?"
"It doesn't matter, you didn't know him."

As we walked through the street I noticed that prices were displayed in the shop windows. Apparently the taint of money had even reached the afterlife... No, that is all the more reason to believe that this was only a cheap imitation. I decided there had to be a way to get back to the other side, then I could make my escape, or destroy this place from the inside and liberate everyone.

"Ryan, is there... an army? I mean, is there someone I can make a deal with to go back to the real world, collect the souls of the dead and help them to this side?"
"Maybe... I think we might have to talk to God about that, the administration building is this way, lets go if thats what you want."
We started to head towards a large white building, made of what looked like porcelain or plastic, surrounded by green grass and well looked after sidewalks. For the first time, I saw the sun, it was nothing like the shopping district, which wasn't only dirty, it was enclosed.

We entered the building, the floor seemed to be made of plastic, or maybe polished metal, either way it was all white, like something out of a sci-fi movie; a ramp went down from the entrance and led to a hall lined with lockers, ramps on either side of the entrance ramp led lower into the building.. "Jason! No way!" Came a voice from behind me, I whirled around to see a woman in a secretary's outfit, carrying a clipboard headed my way from one of the side ramps. It took me a moment to realize who it is.
"Amy?!"
"What are you doing here?"
"Well, I'm... not sure?"
"Ha ha, very funny, always kidding aren't you? So how did you die?"
"I... A tornado got me..."
"Oh, mother nature at her worst, huh? Well, I gotta go, its been nice talking to you but I'm a secretary to God, so I'm in a bit of a hurry."
"God...? Wait! I need... I want to be able to bring the souls from the other side here... In exchange for my own soul."
"Hmm... well, we have an army you can join... I suppose we have a few moments to spare, but come on, we gotta hurry."

Ryan and I hurried down the hall after her. All of the thoughts of her and I talking on the bus passed through my head, all the times we were working at Subway, could she really have died? As we walked I noticed that many of the doors lead to classrooms. "Is this a school?" I asked.
"Yea, if you die before you should have finished school you can continue it here."
"Well, thats great." I said sarcastically as I rolled my eyes.
Just then I caught the face a girl going into a class. It was Jean, she was a junior when I was a senior, she was in our IB study group, I got her a job at Subway... She couldn't have died too; I didn't stop to find out.

We arrived at the cafeteria, where a group of people, aging between 17-19 were sitting at a table, all dressed in military fatigues. Amy greeted the man standing at the end of the table and told him my situation. He walked my way, Amy ran to me quickly and said, "Good luck, I gotta go." and then ran out into the hallway again. As the man got close I noticed he had a scar going vertically on his face, near the left side of his lips, I realized I knew him, though his name escaped me, he worked at the Marine office in the MEPS center. It was through him that I first enlisted, and it was he who told me that I was no longer a member of that same group.
"So, Bochek, you think you'll actually make it through this time?"
"Yes, sir!" I said quickly.
He eyed me over before saying, "Good enough, these kids here are all we got, we need more soldiers. But you'd better not make any more mistakes like last time."
He tossed a pair of hats on the table and tossed a $20 bill into them. "These are the uniforms, the $20 is your signing bonus. Use it to buy yourself some real clothes. I'll call you when its time for your training. Dismissed!"

Ryan and I walked back to the shopping district. I found a shop that sold pants with a hole in the left knee and a light blue polyester t-shirt. I finally felt a bit more comfortable. Ryan had gone in search of a shop for himself. As I walked the streets I noticed a girl walking with a bike. I called out to her, "Stephanie!"
She had grown up with me, but we grew distant in our later years, the last time I saw her was at Subway.
"Jason!" She ran over. "So... you died huh?"
"Yeah... tornado... But how?"
"Some guy broke into my apartment while I was sleeping, and used chloroform on me, I don't remember anything after that, I just woke up here. I guess he killed me."
"You... don't remember dying?"
"No, but I wouldn't be here if I was alive."
She left with a wave. I sat there, thinking, this was not the afterlife. No one remembers dying, there is something going on, and I will get to the bottom of it, even if I have to bring this... settlement... to the ground.

Then I woke up.
"Take care, he who fights monsters, lest he thereby become a monster. And stare not too deeply into the abyss, lest it begin to stare into you."- Friedrich Nietzsche


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Wow, I wish I head dreams like that. Heck, that one right there is good enough to be turned into a book or made-for-TV movie. You could totally sell the rights to that (im 100% certain)
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yesterday I dreamt a whole episode of the simpsons

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The Ironic thing is, some of my dreams involve myself in strange and Very Weird Dreams.

I have to remember really hard for this dream because I has been happening for at least most of my life anyway. Oh wait I remember, I have to write it down. (laughing out loud.)

Okay, I was walking down a street called "Westwood Studios" and next to this street had a massive Mammoth Tank, from GDI looking straight at me with Eyes. It said, "Hello Good Sir, Would you like to be the Global Defense Initiative to help our war against the Terrorist Organization called The Brotherhood of NOD," said the Mammoth Tank with Railgun Attachments. I had to ask this, "Are you from a Game that doesn't exist yet? Like Command and Conquer 3...," said Me. The Mammoth Tank slowed down and looked at me with great rage. "Yes I am from that Era, the year is 2047," said the Mammoth Tank.

I look across the street and it is something I haven't seen before like a Raider Buggy. "Wha... the I've said the worst swear in the book -- Call an Admin to warn me!?" asked Me. The Raider Buggy looks at me and nodded in the same way because he was wondering about me as well. "Who are you Person?" asked the Raider Buggy. "Brandon Kyle French, That's all," said Me.

Note: This was even before the Release of the Second Game.

I was looking at all of the neat weapons and I drooled when I saw the Ion Cannon and the Nuclear Warhead was fired at the same time in the same area, but a unknown new Super weapon was fired in a Far away place and it looked like a Black Hole. "Wow, that was nice, I think you need to get that team," said Me.

The GDI and NOD joined together and attacked this strange alien race that had landed on Earth to collect Tiberium. "Oh christ, it looks like the Scrin are at it again," said a EA Rep. "WHAT THE HELL!!? I hate EA but you are creating a Very good game... Why would you make an Expansion for it?" asked Me. "Shut up Citizen or I will have to kill you with all these Nice New Weapons for Kane's Wrath... warn me..," said EA Rep gets shot in the head by 50 Yards away by a Sniper.

"Oh crap, WAR! I have to leave," said Me.

I left the Dream, and watched it from a Overview and saw all the Scrin's New Weapons and all their techs as well as the P.A.C - Planetary Attack Carrier. "Wow that looks like the Protoss Carrier..," said Me.

The Dream was over after that.
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