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Post by Emily on Oct 28, 2005 13:48:55 GMT
that can happen in a semiconscious state, its called a night-terror. Were you conscious but unable to move.
in dream news though, in my dream I had a lengthy conversation with yasha about how one shouldn't take the batteries out of the fire alarm just because its beeping annoys you..
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Post by stokerino on Oct 28, 2005 14:21:34 GMT
Once again, Emily's dreams mimic the entirely believable...
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Post by Lu on Oct 28, 2005 15:58:32 GMT
it makes me wonder whether she just has the entirly strange and surreal things happening when shes awake instead
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Post by stuart alman on Oct 28, 2005 16:34:17 GMT
In regards to helens dream are you sure it wasnt just jess trying to wake you up bwahahah
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Post by Emily on Oct 28, 2005 17:05:35 GMT
*sigh* i used to dream about dragons and stuff. yeah my life is fairly surreal...
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Post by stuart alman on Oct 28, 2005 18:06:12 GMT
did you stop dreaming about dragons about the time i entered your life?
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Post by Emily on Nov 1, 2005 23:50:27 GMT
excuse me? No I think I used to just want to be the center of attention, and now I have tom to idolise me, I don't need to bother... lol.
BUt i did have one WEIRD dream... I had to lead these aliens that looks like elephants wearing toupees back to their spaceship. So I planted acorns in the ground, and when the elephants saw them, trees grew up and they'd know which way to go, because the spaceship location was secret and I had to stop this bad-guy man from following us. So i was just going round and round all these country lanes, putting acorns in the ground...
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Post by stokerino on Nov 1, 2005 23:55:16 GMT
...You've gone from dreaming the mundane to dreaming bizarre children's TV. >_>
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Post by Emily on Nov 2, 2005 13:31:08 GMT
in general... or is there really a tv show like this?
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Yasha
Pirate
'I would not mind you in my head, if you were not so clearly mad.'
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Post by Yasha on Nov 2, 2005 15:07:18 GMT
Oooooo, a topic I can really have fun in. Time to freak out the masses. where do I start.
Freakiest dream I had when I was young. Was a consistent dream for a few months.
Starts with me all dressed up in a dress with mass obundance of ruffles and ribbons and all around me is nothing but black. But when I look at myself I can see everything as in Im stoof in blazing sunlight. Then starting from my feet light started to move out in a circle across the ground showing that I was surrounded my small flowers. I started to sing or hum and knelt to make flower chains (which I actually did like to do as a child) and as I moved out of the circle the light grew out from me as I went and more of what was around me became visible until I could see I was in a field covered with flowers....and dead bodies. Yes I said dead bodies. There was poppies growing out of an open chest cavity and out of skulls eyesockets. Yet I kept humming and making flower chains. even using the ones sticking out of said skull. (the sky was still black. only the land looked all shiny and bathed in light) and as I kept along my path sometimes in this dream a woman would apear. now this is where sometimes the dream would change night to night. Sometimes she'd look all clean and nice and she'd have a sad kind of smile on her face. Sometimes joining in with singing and making flower chains. But sometimes she had no face, like a black surface where her face should except for tearful eyes, and sometimes she's have torn up wings dripping blood onto the poppies. But no matter what I saw, or what she looked like, I just kept on happily.
Those who know me well also know I have a serious problem with sleepwalking. Which was a more major problem when I was young. Em and Tim will have heard about the one time I ended up sleepwalking out of the house and ended up in my neighbours garden. well, this was the dream that did it.
but my dream over the last 10 years always kick supreme ass. In almost every one I have something special about me or Im doing something or know something important which leads to me doing hunted down by governments, monsters, general evil beings. Like recently I had a dream where I was a mage of the word, in a city that was one of 2 left in the wastes. Our city and the other had been at war for centuries. the reason why long gone. now, for some reason I ended up being hunted down by a man high in the government because of something I saw or knew and I was forced to leave the city with friends of mine. I used this twisted staff and my magic to summon a flying craft made of sygals and words that would carry us to the enemy city. of course, we got fired at. after convincing them we meant no harm and after I somehow gained their respect because of my magic type abilites (which were rare in their city) they agreed to give us sanctuary. But first we had to pass through a chamber. I thought ok no problem. till my friend came out of it having gone first looking all dazed and dizzy. this made me a little worried. but I went in, and followerd what I was told. which was to walk to the centre of this dome like chamber and rase my hand to the light. I walked in and there was this globe of radiant light shinning like a minature sun, hovering in the top of this dome in mid air. So I walked into the centre of the room right under it and raised my hand. Now this next bit is very rare for me. even when I feel pain in a dream is a lucid kind of pain where I react as if in agony but don't 'really' feel it. even touching things is a sort of hazzy touch. but this. I really 'felt' a wave pass down my body. like a ripple of water that slowly moved bown from my raised hand to my toes which tingled. only I felt it inside. like it was passing through me aswell as over me. and then I felt the most glorious rush. It was wonderful. for a short while I felt such pure contentment. I felt as if everything suddenly made sense, life, the world, everything. I can only call it pure joy. I even cried from it. it was so glorious. and I felt it completely. only then I had to leave the chamber and the joy left me gradually. I begged to be let back in. but it was a once in a lifetime deal. a test for the purity of our souls. and when I woke up later I was really crying. I tried to get the dream back. to re-live it which I'm sometimes able to do with my better dreams. but this one wouldnt come back. it really was a one time deal.
so.... any ideas people? lol
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Post by stokerino on Nov 2, 2005 15:29:01 GMT
We all know that your dreams of recent years are like some bizarre amalgamation of all the books you read. >_> Then again, your younger dream also sounds like something out of an anime 'tortured past' flashback, so maybe your subconscious just has a knack for the dramatic.
It's a bitch when you can't get dreams back, yes. Although when I say that I'm mainly talking about 5 minutes after you wake up (blasted memory), rather than in some kind of dream re-run...
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Post by stuart alman on Nov 2, 2005 18:37:37 GMT
some people would say that first dream is about you having some kind of God complex with you being centre of everything hehe
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Post by stuart alman on Nov 2, 2005 18:39:47 GMT
ure clinically insane and really do have even more of a God complex than i do.
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Post by stokerino on Nov 2, 2005 18:52:03 GMT
Took ya two whole minutes to come back and confirm your original theory, eh Stu.
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Post by Emily on Nov 3, 2005 20:55:24 GMT
me and yasha actually had a discussion about this, and decided that her dreams, are yes... very much based around the things she reads... but also about her desire to be important, and indeed the center of attention, probably stemming from the way her horrible friends treated her back in high school
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Post by Lu on Nov 4, 2005 11:13:48 GMT
Im sure without school there'd be far less emotional trauma in the world. Down with education!!!!
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Post by petrobrad on Nov 4, 2005 16:45:10 GMT
most of the dreams i have now i forget, even tho i'm pretty sure they just merge with the books i read but i'm some form of weather elemental who comes sweeping in and in trying to save ever1 i actually end up killing them, not by accident but intentionally as i get fed up with or the annoying bastards- Why can't they just live in peace. The two dreams i had as a child that i can remember both involve me dying at the end: 1)My brother turns into an undead werecat and kills me 2)i'm hunted by the wolf from little red riding hood who finds me hiding and eats me.
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Post by stuart alman on Nov 4, 2005 21:47:50 GMT
conclusion pete will one day become an axe murderer kill several people and only stops when i either a) wave a copy of little red riding hood at him or b) (always have a plan B) unleash a wolf on him thus recreating his childhood fantasy with a significantly greater quantity of gore
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Post by Ally on Nov 5, 2005 17:05:03 GMT
...And thus Stu's short-lived career as a therapist came to an end.
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Post by Ally on Jan 6, 2006 19:36:52 GMT
I dreamt about cooking last night. Which is very sad.
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