Dream Journal

[Mitsuo]

I often don't remember any of my dreams after I wake up. It sucks, doesn't it. And I can't recall any off the top of my head right now.

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weeaboo puppybutt games

It's actually a horror game by a godlike anon-creator who might not even be Japanese, so calling it "weaboo puppybutt' is  incredibly inaccurate. But no matter, let's focus on the topic at hand.

[Harly]

You say that as if you weren't the one to deviate from the subject in the first place...

[Mitsuo]

You say that as if you weren't the one to deviate from the subject in the first place...

No, I was trying to fix the deviation from the subject. Damage control, if you will.

[hippielama]

 let me tell you guys a story.


i once had a dream, a short dream, where i found myself walking through an aisle in a grocery store.

there was nothing before that, it started in the middle of a context, no idea how i got there or why i was there, but it didnt matter, it felt natural to me.

my shopping cart was empty and i stopped on the left side of the aisle. i picked up a box of cereal, from the color of the box it was either kix or corn pops, ### it could of been kelpo from spongebob i dunno.

i looked at it intently, then put it in the cart.

at that exact moment i woke up then i uncovered myself. wet dream.

what the ### is wrong with me?

[Harly]

let me tell you guys a story.


i once had a dream, a short dream, where i found myself walking through an aisle in a grocery store.

there was nothing before that, it started in the middle of a context, no idea how i got there or why i was there, but it didnt matter, it felt natural to me.

my shopping cart was empty and i stopped on the left side of the aisle. i picked up a box of cereal, from the color of the box it was either kix or corn pops, ### it could of been kelpo from spongebob i dunno.

i looked at it intently, then put it in the cart.

at that exact moment i woke up then i uncovered myself. wet dream.

what the ### is wrong with me?

Quote of the year right there.


That is just hilarious.

[Doom]

I had a dream the world turned into licorice once. Needless to say... It was pretty sweet.

[Ailanthus]

6/2/2012

 There was a scary big cockroach in the room, I kept trying to smash it, but I couldn't swing my shoe actually hard. It felt like I was trying to pat it instead of kill it.
It's legs were just twitching all over the place really quickly. and I kept hearing knocking coming from... somewhere. It kinda faded ito just a dream of the cockroach and not even me being there. Then I woke up.
This dream didn't last as long as I slept today, and it was kinda boring. I guess it could have been worse, but meh.
<Takeo>
It's all good. Just if you do have one, you know where to post it. 
<hippie>
Don't worry hippie, you aren't some type of cereal fetishist or anything (at least probably not).
Wet Dreams actually have very little to do with the content of your dreams themselves.
Hell, morning wood is just your body making sure your junk gets good blood flow at least once, so it doesn't rot off.
<Doom>
  Puns.

[Aithne]

dude, its gone as deep as jumping between a 2nd and 3rd level of dreams trying to force myself to wake up in real life.

i like when i know that i'm dreaming, i usually dont try to control anything because i want to see what weird things will happen. unless ### gets hectic.

Oh, man. I wish I had that much awareness. When I know I'm dreaming it's normally quite clear at the time, but I struggle to actually control anything and it still feels a lot more hazy than real life.

Had one a couple of nights ago where I almost won a really prestigious Engineering award through my job, making my boss very proud and happy. I was almost competing for some sort of presidential position, which I lost out on, but I did so well that I didn't care. Later on, I snuck into my boss's office (which was very posh and ornate, full of wooden furniture) with a friend. I commented to her that I'd get into big trouble if caught, just after I said that another lady I work with appeared from behind the huge green curtain, she'd heard everything and I was in deeeeep trouble. I also dreamed I overslept but was certain I hadn't and that I was dreaming, which turned out correct 'cause I woke up and checked my phone and it was only 6am.

[Ailanthus]

<Aithne>
Well... that is quite a strange predicament.
lol I should try and find a dream interpreter for this thread.
I guess it's just the nature of them to be strange, but I know there has to be some weird meaning behind all this weird sh*t happening in our astral worlds.

[Aithne]

<Aithne>
Well... that is quite a strange predicament.
lol I should try and find a dream interpreter for this thread.
I guess it's just the nature of them to be strange, but I know there has to be some weird meaning behind all this weird sh*t happening in our astral worlds.

Haha, yeah, I wonder how it works sometimes, too. They make very little sense most of the time. I don't know where the engineering thing came from in mine 'cause my job has nothing to do with it.

Sometimes it's weird what details you remember, too, some things stick out vividly whilst others are forgotten easily.

[Faceless]

When I was a kid and had alot of nightmares they always started the same way. It was always from inside a normal dream. Inception style. Something usually happened, like I went into a room alone for a second or something, and then this weird tickle just inside of my head. Not outside, not in the brain but just as if it was inside the skull. I remember one time especially. In the dream I was talking to my grandma and grandpa and wanted to show them a funny hat from my room, so I went up, put it on and it just sucked stuck on my head and that freaky tickling itch began. Felt so uncomfortable and scary, usually made me close my eyes in the dream and then I was in the nightmare. They were practically always about me being alone, guess that was my big fear. And then some monster to which I defended myself by kicking it. There was also this invisible monster who always returned in the same way. I knew I had to get out in time or that...thing...would get to me and that tickling would not only intensify to almost pain-like sensation but would cover my entire body and paralyze me. Damn I just remembered that invisible guy. Always the same start to a nightmare, always that invisible thing. ### you brain for terrorizing my childhood.

But in time I learned to always make that nightmare into lucid dreaming, kinda connected that tickling stuff to lucid dreaming so I immediatly took control and threw myself down the stairs, out the door and began to swim (like in Peter Pan) up in the air to fly and then I was the master. And since I had so many nightmares I had alot of lucid dreaming as a kid.

Can't remember any recent dreams right now.

[The Abominator]

I don't remember the rest of the dream any more (I rarely remember dreams) but an image that stayed in my head was of a person who had these raised lumps of flesh on them covered in spots filled with pus which disturbed me.

[hippielama]

last night a large part of my dream was me in some demonic lord armor with some badass war paint carrying two incredibly ornate swords, one was coated in fire and the other was either ice or some crystal, challenging people.

i'd run up and shout "have at you!" then i'd tear them to shreds. i think i even called myself cervantes at one point.

[Doom]

I had another zompocalypse dream in which case the virus didn't completely wipe out civilization. Europe was reduced to like 30% population, America to 10%, China lost two 0's off the end of their population as did India. Russia was safe in the winter but by the summer they were gone. Devoured completely.

It ended up like every so often a horde would attack the compound I'd created and we'd fight them off with hardware tools. Eventually me and about 30 people, in convoy, found a military base in what I can only describe as a slum. Me and my friend Sheridan got seperated from the group because a fissure appeared in the road. So the two of us, with about 3 clips between us and a handgun each had to walk through miles of back roads where the undead and insane prowled. When we got back to the compound three days later, everyone had left but there were two cars there. We took them and I went my way to pick up some ammo from the compound. And there I met an awkward situation involving women I like or have liked were there. I had to find a reason to save one as their commotion brought the hordes back again.

In the end I blew up the car and made them rundown the back roads again on a conveniently marked route leading to the compound. I then woke up, in dream,  bound in chains by a group of people claiming to be the Illuminati. That's when I woke up

[Harly]

Had an interesting dream last night.


First of all, I was in my front yard. But it was flooded or something, so I found myself fishing in the yard. Then I saw what I remember being a catfish, and tried to catch it with a hot dog. After this working successfully, I take it into my house, where my mom says I have to kill it if I want to eat it.


Then it becomes this black furred, four-legged animal or something, but I keep calling it a badger. I find a knife, and begin trying to kill it. Soon enough, I had slit it's throat, but it was still alive. After this, we began rolling around, and I kept cutting it's neck with the knife. After twenty minutes or so of this, I finally manage to pull off it's head with my feet.


After this, I'm in some kind of park, talking to police. They said something along the lines of, "You remember that badger? Well, it turns out it was immortal. We burned the head, though, so it shouldn't be coming back." Then I woke up.