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WTF dreams.
The Stan
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They say that dreams and the content thereof are based on your strongest emotions (be it fear, desire, etc.) and thoughts you may have suppressed. I find this somewhat worrying, as that would imply that I'm a total nutjob.
So last night, I had this crazy dream (not that this is one of the crazier ones, it's just that I remember it particularly well). Basic shark attack scenario, semi flooded compound and what not, swim trough passages and what not, guy gets eaten by shark, pretty standard stuff. So then we come up to this room, and up comes a weird ass tentacle creature with terrible design. Some random douche in the party points out that the only way we can beat this fiend, is by introducing him to bad food combinations. That's right.
We enter a room to the side, which is filled with a buffet of sorts with all kinds of foods. For some reason we only have five minutes to make horrible food combinations, so we all get cracking. Some girl I know came up with meatloaf and cheese, and then I yelled at her, saying "you're wrong, that's an awesome combination!". I don't remember much of what happened after, other than it involving some batshit insane sidescrolling platformer sequence, I shit you not.
All this had me thinking that, although retarded, dreams like this are somewhat interesting at least. So if anyone wants to share any comments on, or recollections of WTF dreams, or just dreams in general, please share
So last night, I had this crazy dream (not that this is one of the crazier ones, it's just that I remember it particularly well). Basic shark attack scenario, semi flooded compound and what not, swim trough passages and what not, guy gets eaten by shark, pretty standard stuff. So then we come up to this room, and up comes a weird ass tentacle creature with terrible design. Some random douche in the party points out that the only way we can beat this fiend, is by introducing him to bad food combinations. That's right.
We enter a room to the side, which is filled with a buffet of sorts with all kinds of foods. For some reason we only have five minutes to make horrible food combinations, so we all get cracking. Some girl I know came up with meatloaf and cheese, and then I yelled at her, saying "you're wrong, that's an awesome combination!". I don't remember much of what happened after, other than it involving some batshit insane sidescrolling platformer sequence, I shit you not.
All this had me thinking that, although retarded, dreams like this are somewhat interesting at least. So if anyone wants to share any comments on, or recollections of WTF dreams, or just dreams in general, please share
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oh, you're THE STAN
The book says you're gay.
Heathcliff! :x
I fucked J Lo (when she was in her prime) in my dream.
Dreams clearly mean everything.
Garfield?
wish I still did, actually
I woke up an hour late for class.
Edit :
Yes, I'm the goddamn Stan.
like once i was in an episode of the office, but they weren't doing anything funny.
i was just sitting at a computer selling paper.
they damn well better
big willy is mah boy
I've had two lucid dreams. Well, one was just kind of semi-lucid.
In the first dream, I was in a line at the library to return some books. As I was approaching the return box, I realized this was a dream and I was like "Fuck yes lets fly!", but the second I processed that thought I woke up. This was weird because apparently you enter lucid mode if you're reality checking part of the brain (which is usually on stand-by when you dream) detects something out of order and tells you "Dude this is a dream!", and the dream was really realistic (as far as dreams go) up to that point.
The second lucid dream was semi-lucid because I knew it was a dream and I just watched myself do things. I went to an internet cafe and watched a movie on the computer there. I really should have tried to take control and wreak havoc.
I also had one where a crazy dude told me that Graves and Rolo were the heads of the Black Consipiracy. Yeah.
Seriously, when you have a lucid dream, even if it's only for a moment, you rape the shit out of everything. Rape everything that moves! (well chicks, mostly). amirite?
sex all the time
h5!
Man, that's crazy.
There aren't black people on the internet.
Exciting.
Recurring even. So I guess one of your biggest fears is not getting email. Exciting indeed.
That worked out pretty well for Thomas Covenant.
this sucks for 2 reasons: because i didnt get to have any, even in dreamland, and because it depressed me since i dont currently have a gf
I don't get it either.
I sorta read trough that wiki. Would probably be a more interesting read if there were a lot more repercussions to his actions. And then he acts on his beliefs that this is nothing but a lucid dream some more, thus aggravating the situation. Or not, whatever.
Agh, dreams are totally cruel like that. Some super realistic dream about getting you really want (which, in my case is mostly kinky threesome related. the good kind), and you're all happy 'n shit, and then reality sets in and kicks you square in the nuts. Hard.
you're into 3 ways
hi5 broheim!
And who doesn't love threesomes (and again, I can't stress enough, the GOOD kind. The other kind MIGHT be okay, as long as it's dark, and as long as you don't cross swords whatsoever). I've been so painstakingly close to it several times, but somehow something ends up getting in the way. Like jealousy or whatever. There's plenty of Stan to go around!
do a shot of jaeger and fuck a slut for me
I woke up crying and ran over to his bed to give him big hugs
that would be a really shitty dream nick
A lovely sentiment, thanks. Drinking some tasty belgian brews atm, not jaeger. And I wish many sluts upon you as well! (the good kind, not the STD ridden ones. God those suck)
Like the one I had where I was trying to go to a sex party but kept finding bags of dildos everywhere. Where do they keep coming from?!?
That's actually pretty normal for the sort of weird shit my subconscious likes to whip out from time to time.
Yeah
My sleeping mind tried to turn it around into humor, and took one of my bar friends, completely skinned him except his face, and he was running around jumping up and down playing with his zyphoid process while trying to keep his guts in and dear lord my dreaming mind is far too detailed I can still see the little hanging floppy portions of torn fat still attached to the muscle tissue his ribs were poking through
Wow, that's pretty sick.