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Apr 18, 2010 12:53:58 GMT -5
Post by Patrick on Apr 18, 2010 12:53:58 GMT -5
I had a dream where I was driving around with three good friends of mine, and we were looking for a park to play at. It was strange because we all were still in our twenties and late teens. Finally we came to a park in the woods, but there were no swing sets, slides, or monkey bars, only treadmills and instructions for doing a particular type of stretch. My friends dropped me off there because they had to go run some errands, then they would come pick me up.
There was an old man on one of the treadmillls and his young daughter running around and being silly. She looked maybe seven or eight years old. I really wanted to do the stretches that were described on the instruction card because of how much they could strengthen a person's muscles. The first step was to run for fifteen minutes on a treadmill.
So I started running, and the little girl started talking to me. I thought that she might be evil because she was trying to convince me to stop running before my fifteen minutes was up, but I really wanted to do this stretch the right way so I kept on running. Finally, for some reason, I got off the treadmill after only eight minutes. I was dissapointed because I failed at doing the right steps for the stretch , but the old man who was two treadmills down from mine said, "Get back on the treadmill, and finish your fifteen minutes. You'll probably still be okay to finish the stretch." So I finished my seven minutes, and all the while the little girl was trying to convince me to give up. I started doing the stretches described in the instructions, then my friends came and picked me up before I could finish.
My dream switched to another story where a stray house cat was in a grocery store. He walked over to the coolers, opened them, grabbed five cans of pickled herring in his mouth, and walked out of the store without paying. No one caught him, but I was the detective they hired to retrace his steps. I walked over to the cooler, and tried to grab five cans of the same stuff in my mouth, but I was amazed at the cat because I couldn't do it.
I walked through the store struggling to even carry the five cans in my hand, and I was talking to one of my friends about the cat, then my alarm clock woke me up.
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Jun 14, 2010 19:05:08 GMT -5
Post by scribe on Jun 14, 2010 19:05:08 GMT -5
i had a dream i met phillip
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Jun 14, 2010 23:19:49 GMT -5
Post by Jeremy on Jun 14, 2010 23:19:49 GMT -5
I had a dream about these tortilla chips I bought. In the dream they were the best chips I've ever tasted. I still haven't open the bag because I know they will never measure up to the tortilla chips in my dream. FML.
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Jun 15, 2010 3:01:21 GMT -5
Post by Patrick on Jun 15, 2010 3:01:21 GMT -5
Haha, really?
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Jun 15, 2010 14:05:24 GMT -5
Post by scribe on Jun 15, 2010 14:05:24 GMT -5
I just had a dream during my spanish exam that I was alice in wonderland. However, the bandersnatch was the angry military guy from avatar, and there were spartans and marines everywhere. I wish I remembered it better.
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Jun 17, 2010 17:39:13 GMT -5
Post by Kerrick on Jun 17, 2010 17:39:13 GMT -5
A few days ago I had a dream in which this infant girl had died (I am unsure how, though it was of some more natural way - sickness or disease or something). I was holding her in my arms and fell to my knees, weeping uncontrollably. She wore a smile on her lifeless face. With all my might I hoped and prayed that she would be revived. I cried out to God to raise her back to life and miraculously He did. Her bright eyes opened and her smile enlarged. She began walking and talking, fully alive. I can't begin to explain how happy I was.
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Jun 17, 2010 19:13:50 GMT -5
Post by Ghost (Samm) on Jun 17, 2010 19:13:50 GMT -5
Kerrick, you always have amazing dreams. You are intuitive, and I am happy to hear the little girl lived in your dream.
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Jun 20, 2010 20:57:14 GMT -5
Post by Radiant Magnificence Alastair on Jun 20, 2010 20:57:14 GMT -5
In nearly all my dreams I'm always floating or flying. And no one else is, and they don't think it's strange that I'm the only one who can float and fly.
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Jun 21, 2010 2:04:48 GMT -5
Post by phillip on Jun 21, 2010 2:04:48 GMT -5
i had a dream i met phillip Really? I had a dream with a bipedal koala. Maybe you were him.
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Jun 21, 2010 4:14:38 GMT -5
Post by Kerrick on Jun 21, 2010 4:14:38 GMT -5
Kerrick, you always have amazing dreams. You are intuitive, and I am happy to hear the little girl lived in your dream. Why thank you! I am glad she lived as well I've had two fairly interesting ones since that one: 1) I was a young boy on a tall swing set. To my left were a couple friends swinging and to my right was an empty swing. We were all having trouble swinging straight for (due to the design of the swing set) and I was afraid of hitting the empty swing that was moving about as if someone had just jumped off of it. Somehow I was able to grab the empty swing and hold on to it while swinging back and forth, enabling me to now swing straight. I was then able to jump off. I counted, "one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and four to........." but then I woke up. 2) I was swimming towards shore when something bumped my leg. It was a giant shark swimming underneath me. I dove under the water a bit thinking maybe it'd realize I was human (and thus not want to eat me) but it did not work. The shark sucked me into its mouth. I could feel its jaws closing in all around me. While I didn't realize it was a dream, somehow I willed myself out of that particular situation, rewinding time to after the shark bumped me. This time around it bit my leg and I struggled towards shore. This was too disturbing for me as well so again I restarted the dream (still not knowing it was a dream). But this time I got to shore with the shark right behind me. It leaped onto the sand and tried to bite me but missed, then retreated back into the water. With my pocket knife I jumped after it, stabbing it in the back. It then turned around towards me again, and transformed into a man. He ran at me but I slashed and stabbed at him with my knife. I stabbed him in the eye, killing him.
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Jul 1, 2010 21:33:36 GMT -5
Post by Jeremy on Jul 1, 2010 21:33:36 GMT -5
A few nights ago I had a dream I was at church in my boxers. Also, for some reason the service was being held at my old high school and I remember thinking "crap, what I am going to do when I have to walk to class?!"
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Aug 17, 2010 0:28:34 GMT -5
Post by Kerrick on Aug 17, 2010 0:28:34 GMT -5
I've had a couple of interesting dreams lately. In one, my soul and another were flying through space and time as we were both dying. Bright colors and crazy psychedelic-ness were all around. Finally our souls reached the destination and we died.
In another, a gal and I had escaped from this huge evil temple of stone that had a glowing tower on one end. But our friend was still inside, running through the maze-like passage ways from this evil creature that was pitch-black, human-shaped but with big crab claws instead of hands. And streaming from its back was this black liquid/film/fire stuff that trailed behind it, evaporating into the air. As our friend ran, the beast closed in on him and our friend was slowly being covered by this blackness. Eventually he was completely covered by it. He hid behind a pillar in vain from the beast which found him and said to him, "now you are like me." But our friend pulled the blackness away from his eyes to reveal his own flesh and skin and with authority replied, "no, I am not!" He was about to kill the creature and escape from the temple but I awoke before I could witness it (though I knew that's what would happen).
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Aug 31, 2010 16:00:54 GMT -5
Post by Kerrick on Aug 31, 2010 16:00:54 GMT -5
Another pretty wild one I had a few nights ago:
I was standing on a hill above a city at night. Giant fireballs were crashing down from the heavens, exploding the city. Then time fast-forwarded a few years after most everyone had died. But the few that had survived had started over afresh and rebuilt civilization right. We were all dancing and singing in these bright and spotless white streets. All was well. But then I went back in time to the quasi-apocalypse. I was with two beautiful women: a blonde (my wife) and a brunette (a longtime friend and old flame). I grabbed their hands and we ran through the exploding city together. Somehow we were going to stop all the death. But if we did stop it, then the future that I saw would not happen and civilization would continue to be full of pain and suffering. Was all the death and pain now worth a beautiful time in the future? We made it out of the city and onto a path through the hills and rocks. It was still night but the path was illuminated enough to see. Somewhere along the way a middle-aged woman had joined us. We came to a crashed car and I went inside to inspect it. In the back seet I found a purse with a camera in it which I knew was hers. She didn't want it because those pictures were of the time before the apocalypse and therefore irrelevant because of how life-changing the event was. Then it was back to the three of us again. We stopped to rest behind a large rock next to the trail. My wife was totally mentall gone - the experience drove her insane. She just sat there completely detached from reality. The brunette and I tried to console each other in these terrible times. Then Damien, the antichrist kid from the movie "The Omen," came to us. Paralyzed with fear, I sat there. It was as if he downloaded something into my brain - showing me that I would survive this ordeal. But then he went to the brunette and told her that at the first call of her name she would die. He left and we gravely continued on our way. We came to a tall and powerful looking man dressed in white. He looked to be maybe 60 years old and had a short white beard. He said he was there to help but then he said her name and grabbed two knives from under the sand at his feet. I pulled out my pocket knife and began fighting him to defend her. I stabbed him multiple times in the gut but to no effect. I then stabbed him in the side through the ribs, again not seeming to hurt him. He overpowered me and knocked me down to the ground. He was about to kill me (and then her) when two shots rang out from somewhere beyond, killing him. I don't know who shot them. Then I awoke! Last night I had a dream in which I was lying in my bed when I felt something evil lay down on top of me. It let out a muffled but terrible sounding shriek/wail. I tried to move but couldn't, nor could I speak or yell for help. I tried and tried but couldn't. I was breathing harder and harder, trying to let out a yell and then finally woke up.
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Oct 6, 2010 18:42:09 GMT -5
Post by Jeremy on Oct 6, 2010 18:42:09 GMT -5
So I had a dream I fought Obama. It took place in an old garage / shed that had a few cars in it. We used crowbars, tire irons, etc. He'd try to hit me with a metal bar, I'd block it, then I'd try to hit him, etc. We never actually landed any blows - the opposite person would always block it. Then, he took this hubcap-like metal thing - maybe a mix between a top hat and a flying saucer- he picked it up made cuts in the metal then folded up those cuts/flaps. He then threw it at me and I ducked behind a car. It acted like a boomerang, I caught it, then threw it back at him. When i threw it, it floated in the air almost like a flying saucer (its design and the cuts folded up gave it the ability). We then stopped fighting and started talking about how cool of a design it was and I told him how he should show the military and engineers.
PS. that was a horrible description of the dream. anyway, it was an odd dream ha ha
last night I dreamed bta previewed a new song online. I think on youtube. I dont remember how it was but the know the title had or had something to do with white and blue, kind of like a pale blue. Or maybe the title had "White" or "blue" in it.
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Oct 30, 2010 2:05:15 GMT -5
Post by Kerrick on Oct 30, 2010 2:05:15 GMT -5
I was hiking in the forest when I came to some trails. The first was horizontal and perpendicular to the direction I was coming from/going. Then two trails went ahead and to the right, up a grassy bluff, one higher than the other but both going to the same spot. I took the lower of the two and ascended the small hill. For a moment, I knew I was in a dream. I peered down at the green grass and was astounded by the extreme level of detail. I could see the contours and shadows of each individual blade of grass. It was amazing. I came to the top of the hill which flattened out to yield a small cabin and a wooden fence to contain the smaller livestock (sheep and goats). The rolling green hills all around were for cattle to graze. But some plague had swept through the Earth and killed practically all living creatures. Somehow I had been unaffected. Dead sheep and goat carcasses littered the immediate area and cow carcasses the surrounding hills. But somehow a lone white sheep had also survived miraculously. It came up towards me and I put out my hand in a gesture of peace and trust. It was initially afraid of me but soon realized I meant it no harm. There may have been a couple other animals still alive in the distance; I am not sure. And the two of us just standing there together is the last thing I can remember.
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