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Post by krashlanmar on Dec 26, 2007 20:35:19 GMT -4
A while back I had a dream that I was at an Arch Enemy concert (Arch Enemy is a death metal band with a female vocalist). After the concert I wanted to ask for their autographs, and for some reason Angela liked me so asked me to tag along with the band while they were doing signings and stuff. This dream ended in some sort of end-of-the universe thing. I forgot exactly what happened, but i that something to do with higher dimensions colliding with lower ones or something.
Next day I had a dream that I was at an Arch Enemy concert again, and they had some guest up on stage who was supposed to sing with them but he went berserk and charged at the audience. For some reason this was part of the show or something and I knew this, but I got in his way just to see if I could hold him back. And as he charged at me, he couldn't get past me. It was just that I wanted to see if I was stronger. I looked on stage and Angela didn't look pleased. After the concert I went up to them and I said sorry that I stopped the guy and - I lied - that I couldn't get away, he just charged at me, but when she saw me (she must have really liked me or something) she lightened up and said 'don't worry about it' and then asked me to hang around. End of dream.
Next day I had a dream that Arch Enemy went to my school for an appearance (to my old high school) and afterward, Angela followed me to my house. Except it wasn't MY house. Just a house in the dream that was supposedly mine. Well, anyway, she was in a golf cart so she go there before us. My dad was home so he let her up to my room (apparently she said she was there to see me or something, so he let her in to wait while I got back). We were hanging out and then at some point I realized that she actually LIKED me. Maybe at some point in my life I would have jumped at an opportunity like that, but right now I am more than content. So I told her this. I told her that I have a girlfriend and that I wouldn't cheat on her or anything. Then she became hysterical, crying and all that. I felt really bad for her so I said that maybe if anything happens to my current relationship (even though I know nothing will happen) I would give her a call, but she kept crying. Then I came up to her 'cause I felt so bad, I was going to give her a hug or something, but she lifted up her skirt so that her thigh was revealed. It was all bloody. She took out a razor and began to cut herself there and on her lower stomach. I felt so bad, but at the same time horrified. Her whole inner thigh was red from blood already.
I don't remember if there was anything more to the dream.
Just thought I'd post these dreams here to start my dream log off.
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Post by krashlanmar on Jan 14, 2008 0:13:35 GMT -4
Had a dream few nights ago: The premise is that there is some intergalactic war out in space somewhere between humans and another race (or even more than one other race maybe, I'm not sure). So I'm your regular average joe, just taking a trip on an airliner - I mean spaceliner (a spaceship, yeah? ) - and things get more and more hectic as the flight goes on and eventuall the ship gets captured. It was just a small transport vessel. Right, so usually I'm all gung ho about dying instead of suffering in some torture chamber of some sort, but this time I decide (for some reason) that I want to live and be tortured. So they capture me and another guy. Everyone else I think is dead at this point. (Intermission: On board there was some sort of galactic map and showed little starcraft-style units runing around like a general might be looking at to see the flow of battle or something. I actually saw the 'enemies' crush all of the defenses and come up on the ship. There were a LOT of them) Ok, so now I'm on their homeworld... or somewhere. Thinking about it, I'm probably not on their home planet. Probably on some penal colony elsewhere in space. ... and I'm about to be tortured. Why? I don't know. They just want to torture me. I speak with the other prisoners and they say tha tthese particular aliens' torture techniques are especially brutal. First thing they do is stick (hypodermic) needles into you to inject some chemicals. Maybe for experiments or something. Then there were 2 or 3 other things but I forgot them. So the torturer comes into the room and sticks me with a few needles. I could -feel- the needles pricking at me and stuff. I actually woke up from the feeling a few times, but I was so tired (I remember looking at the time, thinking I should get up, and falling back asleep) and I popped right back into the same dream. So this goes on, the torturer guy comes in a few times, sticks me with needles and the like. I talk to him a few times about the aliens' language and whatnot. He was actually a nice guy except that his job was to torture the prisoners. Heh heh... Last thing I remember is being pricked by an especially painful needle and waking up for good.
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Post by krashlanmar on Jan 16, 2008 21:47:02 GMT -4
Funny thing happened yesterday...
There's a T.V. above the seat I usually sit in to eat dinner, so I can listen to the stuff that's going on in the news or whatever without blatantly watching it. I have this phobia of being caught doing anything... blatant. Regardless...
Wheel of fortune was on yesterday, so in my mind for some reason I get this letter "C," so I'm thinking about it, and the girl goes "T" and the guy says there are no T's, so the next girl goes, spins, and says "C." There's a C.
Then I go "H" in my mind, bemused. Next letter the girl says is "H." There's an H in the puzzle.
Now I'm getting more than bemused. I'm interested. I say "L."
The next letter the girl says I don't remember, but it was wrong. So I'm listening intently to the program, and there's a guy up next. He says "L." There's an L there too.
This is when I got excited and I picked a letter that ended up being wrong.
Just kinda funny how excited I got over this.
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Post by krashlanmar on Jan 20, 2008 1:49:52 GMT -4
Had a dream about going to Javascriptman221's house and his mother got in a fight with my aunt over something she did. And it had to do with what's acceptable social behavior for Russian people versus what's acceptable social behavior for Americans.
I can't say all the details of the dream because it would give away some of his personal life which isn't mine to tell you guys about.
More or less it was just a bad dream. Everyone was stressed out and stuff. It wasn't nice. And for some reason, they were moving around christmas decorations.
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Post by krashlanmar on Jan 23, 2008 17:28:54 GMT -4
Had a dream... I can remember but scant pieces of it, so if nobody minds, I'll write it as I remember it... and when I remember more, I'll edit this post with more details. 1) Either I or everyone had some special powers. Like in Dragonball Z. 2) It felt real. That's all I can remember. I'm sorry.
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Post by krashlanmar on Jan 28, 2008 20:48:56 GMT -4
Had a dream that I was in a tropical resort that at the same time was my college. So I was with all my college people at a tropical setting, but it was still college. First I was in my room with two other people (we were apparently roommates). We were getting ready to go out. Some plumber comes into the room and he smells really bad and he does something. Then he looks at my friend's laptop and he asks him why he used up so much bandwidth and all that. My friend explains that it's for schoolwork and stuff and eventually the plumber leaves us alone. So we go outside and I left my key in my room. I ask my friend to borrow his key to go back to our room and get my key. Then he realizes he forgot the key also! So I ask our other roommate. He says he forgot it too. Great... We go back to our room. We're going up the stairs and it's really crowded. The building starts to shake violently. We get to our room eventually and it's still shaking violently. At some point we had to climb up balconies, so when I got there, I was on the balcony of the top floor (next to our room) and the place was shaking so badly I was afraid to fall off. My friends have gotten their keys and IDs at this point, so they start climbing back down, while I'm on the balcony scared to move. I woke up then.
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Post by krashlanmar on Jan 31, 2008 17:58:44 GMT -4
I'm going to make this quick 'cause I'm tired. The basic premise is that people discovered a colony of polar bears in the north pole that started becoming more intelligent; they were evolving into more intelligent creatures. So for some reason, people wanted to go and destroy them. I don't think I was one of the people, but my 'sight' was in somebody's body, if you know what I mean. So we were going into the arctic and there was some sort of artificial ice-structure. On the inside, it looked like an ice-cave with slabs of ice that were like doors. We kept 'opening' these slabs of ice and little Koalas started to attack us. We kept pushing through, though. Eventually a koala attacked me and somehow, I made it burn. The fur was burned off and it was in pain but not dead yet. My commander was telling em to kill it, but I couldn't kill it. So we kept pushing through waves of little koala creatures (they looked like really small koalas. Like a cross-breed of koalas and lemurs). Eventually we reached the other side. It was snowy, but it had patches of grass and the like. Then for some reason I had to go to class. There was like an intermission period where I was in my history class and we were discussing some book or something. Then class was over and I was suddenly back in the bear-scenario. There were black bears there and polar bears and I made a joke. I said "Some of them are going to be black." What I meant was that when they evolve, like when humans evolved some of them were black, caucasian, and 'oriental,' so it was funny to me that the bears were evolving the same way. Some of the bears were really white, some were big and black. I guess the third type were the koalas . Anyway, so there was a group of snipers there. I asked one of them to come with me. I led him back to the koala I didnt' kill. It was still on the floor there, alive. I told him to shoot it because it was in pain and also if it came back into the fight, it would be behind our front lines, so it could possibly have done some damage. Don't know that I'm especially proud of this dream... It's kinda cruel. >.>
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Post by krashlanmar on Feb 2, 2008 2:07:17 GMT -4
Had a dream again. Very powerful dream...
My father and I went to the future, somehow... to a resort in the future with swimming pools and everything.
We were walking around the place, and we noticed that there were these mechanical box things that seemed to be either power cores or ... something. This was the future, so we didn't know how everything worked. When I came up to one of these boxes, it opened up and a few heads were revealed. Human heads. There were a few alien or mutant heads around the place too, but I don't remember the exact order.
They weren't dead heads, it seemed like their bodies were buried underground with their heads locked in that mechanical box. So we walked around. We found about a dozen of these "head stations," and we talked to all of the people we found that were trapped in those machines.
It was really sad. Even writing this, I'm tearing because it's so cruel. Apparently the species that controlled the future was doing biological experiments or something on these people. some of them were really mutated because of these experiments. I did something of a flashback (since I was in the future, this flashback was still in the future for us, but in the past for me when I was in the future). In the flashback I saw a girl and her mom at the resort. The girl might have been 20. She was one of the heads I found in a warehouse building next to the pool. I especially bonded with that person. She was really nice. Her hair was blonde, I remember.
Anyway, I'm almost crying now. So what happened was that over time, she got skinnier and skinnier, and her bones started to show and stuff. This was the experiments that the master-alien-things were doing on the people. first they got really skinny, then their bodies just died and their heads survived and they were put in machines and used for energy.
I went into the flashback again and I begged the girl to leave, and I told her mother to leave, but they wouldn't leave. I think it was because they didn't know me at the time, so they thought I was dillusional.
So I went back into the real future, not flashback. My father and I left the future then, back to our own time, but then we went back (I want to say at this point that my father wasn't a big part of the dream, I just remember travelling with him). Back in the future, I played around in the pool a little bit then I went to see the blond lady in the machine. I talked to her for a bit, then we were going to go back to the past again, so I went to her and I told her I was leaving, but I wanted to give her a toy or something. I didn't really know what I could give her. She has no life, but I wanted to do something. I think she understood what I was trying to do, because she started to smile and stuff. She was a really nice, sweet person.
And she was trapped in this machine... It's so sad.
So I tried to give her toys, but they wouldn't fit in the machine with her when it closed, so I thought, "Maybe I could give her money and she could buy something."
I guess I wasn't thinking clearly, 'cause that's obviously ridiculous. She told me, calmly, that "they don't let her out." She wasn't trying to complain to me or anything (the master-alien-people were really totalitarian in that way. They wouldn't let the people complain, and if they did, they'd punish them), but one of the guards overheard her and he said "Ah hah! You're planning an escape (or something like that); we're going to whip you!" Another alien guy came in. These aliens, they looked like humans, except with shark teeth and some of them had different color skin, like green.
I knew I was the one who caused this trouble for the girl. It wasn't fair. I told them that she wasn't trying to be insolent or anything ,that she was just explaining to me. I told them that I'd do anything for them to not whip her.
It was my fault. They whipped her 71 times. I counted. I told her that I'm so sorry, but she still smiled at me and she said it's ok. She didn't complain at all about the whipping. I felt so bad..... I feel bad right now. I'm crying.
Then in the future still I stole a ship or something and then the dream ended.
Then I had a dream about robots, where I was one of 5 rebel pilots of these giant robots and I had to destroy other military things. The whole dream is hazy, but I remember that I needed to be very sneaky 'in real life,' outside of my robot because if they found out I was one of them, the government would kill me. The rebels apparently wanted the government to fall... I remember I was fighting this super-armored flying cargo plane, and I killed everyone except the pilot and then eventually the plane escaped.
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Post by krashlanmar on Feb 3, 2008 15:47:05 GMT -4
I'll make this quick.
Had a really fun and vivid dream last night.
The premise was that I was a part of a 'tribe' of sapiens (Cro Magnons, probably) that weren't quite humans just yet. The evolutionary step right under humans as we are today.
So first thing that I did in the dream was go to hunt. First day, I hunted and killed a bear. It was a tough fight. I had a hunting dog with me helping me out. Eventually, we killed the bear, and with dusk coming on, I decided not to hunt anymore that day and go back to the tribe. The tribe was very happy. They cut the bear up and gave me the pelt and some meat. I made the pelt into shelter for me and my family. Before this, we were living in a teepee-like abode with a thin cloth cover. Now we had a much warmer bear-pelt cover. When morning came, I took one of my dogs to hunt again.
We looked around for something to hunt, but we couldn't find anything for a long time. We found a rabbit and killed it. I decided to kep hunting, 'cause without food my tribe would die. We kept hunting. Eventually we caught something else like a deer or something, and we saw other Cro Magnons hunting. These other people killed my dog and tried to kill me, but I somehow hid from them and then came back to my camp. There wasn't much food that day.
The next day I went out and I killed another bear with my other dog. I was afraid the bear would kill the dog, 'cause it was the only one I had left, btu we pulled through. I didn't want to run into the other tribe again, so I decided to go back. Again, the tribe was happy that I got a bear. They chopped it up and gave me the pelt again. I used the pelt to further insulate my little teepee.
I slept in that teepee that night and it wasn't cold at all.
That was the end of the dream.
It was really fun, hunting. =P
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Post by krashlanmar on Feb 5, 2008 14:57:56 GMT -4
I had a dream last night that I was in a class at my college. My professor was actually one of the students here. I don't know the kid, but I've seen him around.
Also, some of my New York friends were in school with me. And one of my high school teachers was teaching a class there as well.
I think there was actually a lot more to the dream (I have a feeling there was lots of flying around and strange 4-dimensional geometry involved), but I can't really remember.
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Post by javascriptman221 on May 31, 2008 23:05:05 GMT -4
Had a dream about going to Javascriptman221's house and his mother got in a fight with my aunt over something she did. And it had to do with what's acceptable social behavior for Russian people versus what's acceptable social behavior for Americans. I can't say all the details of the dream because it would give away some of his personal life which isn't mine to tell you guys about. More or less it was just a bad dream. Everyone was stressed out and stuff. It wasn't nice. And for some reason, they were moving around christmas decorations. Hahah...wtf?!?
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