Well that is good.CargoHold said:It was a while ago, we've definitely seen each other since then!
Psh, awkward. Since then we've pretty much become lesbian lovers, but minus the physical stuff so we can have a boyfriend each too. Hah, well that sounds odd, but yeah- we're just really close so it didn't really phase us.
I highly recommend it!itsAgirLpire said:Well that is good.CargoHold said:It was a while ago, we've definitely seen each other since then!
Psh, awkward. Since then we've pretty much become lesbian lovers, but minus the physical stuff so we can have a boyfriend each too. Hah, well that sounds odd, but yeah- we're just really close so it didn't really phase us.![]()
I will try this.
I laughed.Bobtowna said:I had a dream that the full cast of "The Office" was replaced
by clones of me. They acted like the regular characters, but the dream ended
when bugulars shot everyone and took all the computers.
Being ripped apart by talking lobsters conversing about different issues? I'd say it's a take on politics. Gotta love the sub-conscious mind.Blackdoom said:I was hired by a sandwich to assassinate people or the dream where I was being ripped apart by talking lobsters as they talked about different issues.
Cool. I have a lot of weird kind of semi- dreams when I'm falling asleep about textures like that- there's usually two, one is just like a wall but it has a texture that kind of looks fractured, brown, and as if it's had the contrast turned up really high. It's really hard to explain. The other is a texture that's just like silicon, smooth but not shiny, white but not opaque, solid but not brittle. It's really odd.Scythax said:Second weirdest dream is more disturbing than weird. For weeks on end I'd been having a recurring dream about nothing more than a blank wall with some sort of cream coloured liquid flowing across it, sometimes being smooth and other times being chaotic and moving violently. For some reason this dream had the same feeling as an intense nightmare, and I'd once or twice woken up panicked and terrified for no reason.
But that's not the weird bit.
A week later, I went to visit my father during a work break in Victoria (I live in New South Wales, Australia) and the 'nightmare' came up in conversation. For a sec he didn't say anything, but after a while he told me that he had had exactly the same dream 2 and 3 weeks ago as well, and to prove it he described it to me perfectly, with details I hadn't told him, meaning that he wasn't kidding like I first thought.
Me and my father, both having the same inexplicable "nightmare", reoccuring for weeks, totally seperated from eachother, and with no contact between us until that point.
We both had no explaination, and for some reason have never spoken about it again since.
Holy shit that beats any crazy dream I've ever had. I also loved the detail in which you wrote it down. Mine are far more cinematic in perspective when compared to your acid trip dreams. I think I would prefer yours for dreams like that can only come from a unique mind.Pegghead said:Ok, here's one that may very well send you socks into space. I dreamt that I woke up and my house looked like it had been bombed. I opened the burnt-out door of my room to find that it was early morning, but the sky was dark-grey, autumn leaves were scattered all over the ground and a chilling wind was blowing, not to mention the fact that every other house in the street looked as though it had been bombed. I go across to my parents room and knock on the door, out came my friends father dressed as a hippy who told me to go to my sisters room. In there a bunch of people in ski jackets were sitting on her bed eating pop corn. I grabbed a seat and we then watched through a bombed out hole in the wall what appeared to be a toddler in a parachute fall from the sky then shoot back up. Then I was at a construction site. Then I was standing with my family in the garage, I looked out at the sky (At this part the world didn't seem apocalyptic anymore) and the clouds were swirling around, then my sister said "I can play a sprointastic note on my Ziggy Goobah". Then I was in a theatre swarming with angry looking midgets, we sat down to watch a film, then sat up and every one left without me. Then I fell to the floor, couldn't get up and dinosaur skeletons were about to eat me...then I woke up.