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| Dreams; We all have them | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Wed Mar 23, 2011 4:15 pm (493 Views) | |
| Elrona | Wed Mar 23, 2011 4:15 pm Post #1 |
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So it's no surprise that dreams have been the spark of inspiration for many writers. Dreams are amazingly cool, funny, awesome, terrifying, and just plain weird. Post your dreams here! (Sum gave me the idea :)) My dream last night.... I lived in a new apartment with my Dad and we had 3 dogs - our current dog, and 2 new little tiny puppies. We played with them, one puppy peed on the floor, and my Dad tried to take the 8 week old pups out for a walk, which caused me to yell at him. Then a couple door-to-door Jehovah's Witnesses came to my apartment and when I told them I was agnostic, they spat in my face and ran away. That part was quite upsetting. But then I went back and played with the puppies. Such a joyous dream! I wonder what it meant... |
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| AmazingAdmin | Wed Mar 23, 2011 8:36 pm Post #2 |
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Perhaps it means that you can find joy in the face of adversity... I had a dream last night that my Nutrition teacher, Tim, was mad at us students for not paying attention, and so he started accusing people of having ADD (My friend, sunny2b, just recently diagnosed me with ADD or ADHD, though I don't know how accurate her diognosis is). When we wouldn't fess up about being ADD or not, he took us to a gun store/shooting range and bought us all guns to teach us how to shoot. Supposedly, this would cure our secret ADD and we would pay attention better. The targets were in the aisles, and two of them faced the cash register where Tim was paying for our guns and amo and I was aiming my gun at him jokingly, and a student behind me (probably sunny2b's sister) said how awesome it would be if we could get rid of Tim since he's so aweful... So basically, in my dreams I'm a psycho with a gun. Cool Fact: Everyone dreams every night. If you think you don't dream, you just don't remember them. Those of us who remember our dreams do so because we were woken up (even just a little bit) in the middle of it. If you sleep somewhere where you are woken frequently, you might dream several dreams in one night. I live next door to a bunch of roosters who have no idea when dawn is, so they guess randomly ALL NIGHT LONG. Also, there are goats. I wake, whether I realize it or not, quite often. |
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| MickeyMouse | Thu Mar 24, 2011 7:35 am Post #3 |
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I had a dream last night that my current boy toy fell in love with me and proposed over a post it note... Itvwas scary... Lol I did know that random fact summer! That's why I hardly remember my dreams- I sleep like the dead. |
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| AmazingAdmin | Thu Mar 24, 2011 7:52 am Post #4 |
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Oh my! Lol over a post-it note? Was it at least cute like in that sharpie commercial? PS I had a dream last night where Matt was teaching me how to live my life better. He didn't approve of... something... I dunno it's foggy, but he was like Mr. Miyagi (sp?) and I was the karate kid... |
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| MickeyMouse | Thu Mar 24, 2011 9:59 am Post #5 |
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Lol no. It's fuzzy, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't even pg... Weeeird. Can I call him mr myigai now? |
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| Elrona | Thu Mar 24, 2011 11:07 am Post #6 |
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I dreamt that a friend and I were delivering stacks of blank, white paper to a nursing home, which was a revolutionary idea that the old people just might want to write or draw something and everyone was soooo proud of the idea. But my brother took credit for the idea. And then when I was entering the nursing home we had to sanitize our hands and when I pressed down on the soap pump, buckets of foam came out and wouldn't stop and all the workers in the nursing home laughed at me and said "oh there goes the soap again" and then we entered a room full of sheets and housecoats and we had to gather up piles and piles of sheets and housecoats for the old people before we could get the white paper for them. And then I found the PERFECT housecoat for myself, one that I've been looking for for years and there was a cute hat/scarf/mitt set that went with it but as soon as I went to grab it, someone was wearing all of it and screamed "it's mine!" then I woke up.
Edited by Elrona, Thu Mar 24, 2011 11:07 am.
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| AmazingAdmin | Thu Mar 24, 2011 11:17 am Post #7 |
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Haha! That's great! I would have tackled the housecoat steeler for you. |
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| Elrona | Thu Mar 24, 2011 1:46 pm Post #8 |
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awe thanks my love! 
Edited by Elrona, Thu Mar 24, 2011 1:46 pm.
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| MickeyMouse | Thu Mar 24, 2011 4:55 pm Post #9 |
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Lol!! Old ppl crack me up. |
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| TheWindMagi | Fri Mar 25, 2011 7:17 am Post #10 |
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Why yes you can call me Mr. Miyagi! And those are some interesting dreams. I had one last night that I haven't had in a while. Then again I don't tend to dream all that much because I used to sleep like a rock. I give you one warning that this dream is rather pathetic. But here we go: So this dream or series of dreams always starts the same. There I am at the bottom of a hill, and at the top of the hill there is a women standing. Its hard to tell who she is, but she's looks noble, and elegant except for the fact that she is standing there with a long sword pierced into the ground. Wondering who she is I start to climb the hill, and as I get closer her face becomes clearer and clearer. I still don't know who she is, but as I get closer she becomes more and more beautiful. When I am three feet from her she turns towards me and gives me a smile that's almost melts my heart, and just when I think nothing could be wrong I suddenly start falling. Without my noticing a pit had opened up at my feet, and as I fall ot seems to be endless. As I fall despair falls over me for I feel as of I shall never see her again. After what seems to be a lifetime I hit the bottom. For some strange reason it didn't hurt to fall from such an unimaginable height. Its dark around, but as I try to see around me torch fires spring alive. Standing around me are all sorta of demon like creatures, and they are eyeing me like food. A long sword springs out of the ground, and I instinctually catch it, and stand ready for a fight. Just as the creatures roar and begin to charge a figure hits the ground next to me, and the monsters faulter. Before they can regain their sense the figure charges and kills a few of them. Then all hell breaks loose. Surprisingly the fight takes less than five minutes, of what feels like five minutes, and when its over two figures are standing. It takes me a minute and then I recognize the women who was on the hill. She smiles at me and says something, but I can't hear what it was, but her face looks worried. I turn around see what she saw, one last monster holding a dagger. I swing my sword at the creature, but it is faster than I am, and plunges the dagger into my side. I hear a scream as I fall to the ground, and inevitably I wake up. |
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