Jai, I think that it means you might wanna let go of that zombie game in your hand....
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Jai, I think that it means you might wanna let go of that zombie game in your hand....
I have 3 dreams that were so realistic oh cloudy i had the same dream as you with my teeth falling out. any who ill tell you one of my dreams. Ok so i was on a battle field its like the 1500s. and im some guy idk but i was seeing what he saw through his eyes like i was in his body. then somehow i got knocked on my back and i was laying there then some guy came over me and i saw a sword come down and it stabbed me after that everything went black and i felt like i was sleeping then i woke up
Had a dream I was out to eat Chinese food with my sister and her boyfriend and some other people. Some one comes in and yells a couple times "this is a stick up everyone on their knees" first thing I do is crouch behind a wall and get my phone out and hide it. Then the robber is a woman and she hates men and is like drunk and tells the women in the place to go up stairs. It crossed my mind "let your hair down and hide your face you can totally blend in with the women and slip up stairs" but I didn't. I end up running up stairs and the robber chick is screaming men are scum and all this and chases after me. I hide around a corner and knock her out with a hamster cage to the head. I tie her hands together with zip ties and she turns into a guy.
These robots were sick of their creator so they were planning to kill him. One of the robots had a car that disguised you if you went in one door and out the other, so he went in and came out looking like some guy with a fedora.
I have a recurring dream that I'm a galaxy-sized robot who can create big bangs. Trouble is I know where they came from just not what they mean.
Eh, this seems like a good way to start being active again :)
So. Have some grisly murder dream.
The whole world is falling to pieces, blood on the walls, debris clogging the hallways. I fight my way through a congealing sea of limbs. Some are human; most are from the kind of crawling night creatures I'd been begging not to exist.
Turn your head towards the far-off doorways, collecting bruises from every side. Throw a desperate punch, twisting and dodging, land too hard on your heels and slam off a locker door.
I can't remember crossing the hall through the blur of roiling bodies, the confusion and the gruesome sounds. I find myself safe inside a sterile box, the classroom door snapped shut behind me. Light streams in through magnified windows, the clearest, cheeriest sunlight I've ever seen. Now I know why the worst things are supposed to find you at night; they do it so you won't have to see the grisly details.
I know I look like a mess; I can feel a stinging above my left temple, can feel warm liquid trickling down my cheek, leaving tingling tracks across my face. My hands shake cupping the doorknob behind me. Sitting before me are a haphazard congregation of strangers and acquaintances, slumped across the desks, some tending wounds, some silently breaking down. Somehow I find myself walking to the front of the room to join one other; somehow my mouth opens, somehow words pour out, all without my consent. My entire mind should be put on trial for treason.
I'm not a planner. I'm not a fighter. I have no idea how to do this. But with two dozen trusting eyes fixed on me, my hands arc in explanation, something vaguely resembling a strategy begins to take shape. I glance at you out of the corner of my eye, and I think I see you nod.
We can be the leaders. We always had that in common; we can fake strength remarkably well. Maybe, with all the luck in the world, we'll pull through the nightmare.
Even I can't believe the things I go through to stand beside you.
Truth be told, every bone in my body is trembling. My mind keeps turning toward the vials of deadly poisons stacked behind oak cabinet doors. Just one sip...
Maybe I'll wake up, maybe I never will.
But no, those unguarded stares have done me in. I could never turn my back on them. And, for some reason, they're relying on me.
Shaking and sweating, biting my lip to shreds, I take a halting step forward with my eyes fixed on the back of your head. Then, because I'm on the brink of death anyway, I reach boldly out and slip my hand into yours, willing you to squeeze back. And, because this is a dream and therefore better than any reality (alternate or otherwise), you do.
Minutes later I charge the hallways with a broken and bristled chair leg held high, swatting off monsters as they try to take my world from me. I lost sight of you the moment we split apart; there are far too many of them compared to us. We're like ants lost in a flood of giants, tossing and turning across the beige linoleum floors. I can feel the pain in horrible jolts like lightning strikes over my shoulders, and I know I'll feel every blow as I slowly, surely lose.
How it made me feel: Like I need to stop playing Left4Dead at night with the lights off, or zombies will surely invade my high school for real.
Feedback: Sure, why not
On a side note, I also had a dream a while back where I was at my old summer camp, it was raining and for some reason I was wearing a wedding dress. I was also running really quickly (jumping fences and everything). It was interesting but I can't remember how it ended. :/
On another side note, I might actually really truly be back this time. :D
I had a dream that I was rushing to a soccer game. Traffic was terrible and I kept making the wrong turns. When I finally got to the game, it was already half-time. then, I realized that i wasn't wearing any clothes and my car had disappeared. I had to run to a port-a-potty and my mom to come bring me clothes. By the time my mom arrived, it was already 30 minutes into the second half. I tried to hurry and put my clothes on, but everything start going at slow motion. When I was finally dressed, I only got to play for two minutes.
How it made me feel: Horrible, embarrassed
Feedback: If you want to
I had a crazy dream last night/this morning
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I'm still trying to recover from this dream man. I can't shake the feeling that like I'm supposed to be doing something or saving the prince somehow and it's very hard to focus on doing homework instead.
I keep having a dream that I'm in that big country house in Arachnophobia, and all those little spiders are swarming around me, and it plays out just like the movie. Only John Goodman's character gets eaten by the Queen , a spider that's like the dog in Big trouble only it's a spider with Roseanne's head, and I get eaten by the General who has the head of the one guy who played the Gunnery Seargent in Full Metal Jacket.