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Post by mh on Apr 2, 2014 21:48:23 GMT -6
my dreams used to be often scary as hell. Very scary! but lately, the ones I remember at least, are good ones. except i do dream i'm out in public in my underwear occasionally. fairly recently i dreamed I'd been chosen to play james bond.  yeah. in the dream, somehow i felt like i could pull it off! i mean really, surely i'm no uglier than daniel craig. get me in the gym, several months with a dialogue coach. hah! no chance in hell! but it was an enjoyable dream |
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Post by Babu Baboon on Apr 3, 2014 6:13:17 GMT -6
I've been having a lot of sex dreams lately. It's the same principle as when starving guys have a lot of food dreams.
The non-perno dreams I have are usually the type where I'm back at school. One weird one was where I was trying to get to high school and for some reason I had to walk and I was thinking, "I'm gonna be late as hell!" People I used to work with were walking there, too. Finally, I said "This is ridiculous. I'm in my damn 40s!"
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Post by mh on Apr 3, 2014 8:28:59 GMT -6
I've been having a lot of sex dreams lately. It's the same principle as when starving guys have a lot of food dreams. The non-perno dreams I have are usually the type where I'm back at school. One weird one was where I was trying to get to high school and for some reason I had to walk and I was thinking, "I'm gonna be late as hell!" People I used to work with were walking there, too. Finally, I said "This is ridiculous. I'm in my damn 40s!" strange, i sometimes have the nearly identical school dream. and i'm always about 2 hrs late. it's almost as if there was something in school my subconscious believes i left undone, and my brain is trying to send me back to fix it. maybe if i watched pernos instead horror i wouldn't have zombie apocalypse dreams anymore |
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Post by mh on Apr 3, 2014 15:48:18 GMT -6
I've been having a lot of sex dreams lately. It's the same principle as when starving guys have a lot of food dreams.
do you ever dream about eleanor from the mighty boosh ?
eleanor: "I wanna pound you like yesterday's beef!!"
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Post by Babu Baboon on Apr 3, 2014 15:56:25 GMT -6
Well, I think that took care of my sex dreams for a while.
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Post by Doc Quantum on Apr 16, 2014 14:58:10 GMT -6
On a regular basis I dream that someone is trying to kill me. It's usually someone who seems innocuous at first, but then, when I'm in a situation where I can't easily flee, that person pulls a knife or a gun, and I've got nothing to defend myself with. It's never anyone I recognize or know in real life. I think psychologists would say it's because I feel vulnerable for some reason, or feeling anxiety, and I need to confront difficult situations rather than avoid them.
I also had a dream a few months back, shortly after my wife got pregnant, that I was watching the baby after it was born, but someone used a shrinking ray on the baby, and it shrank to the size of a dust particle. But when we tried to reverse it, the extremely tiny baby was nowhere to be found, having blown away in the wind along with the dust. I think that dream is pretty self-explanatory -- obvious fears about being a responsible parent, especially with a newborn who's completely dependent on us.
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Post by Babu Baboon on Apr 16, 2014 21:31:54 GMT -6
Those sort of dreams are normal for a new father. When my kid was born, I had a dream where I was in a room holding here and the gravity somehow switched off. As I bounced around the room, I kept twisting so I'd take the brunt of the blow as I hit the walls, ceiling, and floor.
I had a really weird dream today when I fell asleep for a bit where someone must've slipped in and painted me green. I though maybe I was seeing things but then looked back and there was green make-up all over the sheets. I'm not sure what a psychologist would make of that.
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Post by Thai Ladyboy on Apr 17, 2014 19:41:15 GMT -6
you're a shapechanging alien lizard who was sent to our planet as part of an advanced recon team. You got into an accident and lost all of your memories. Now the memories are coming back.
Let us know if you suddenly gained the ability to stick to walls and lift weights that no normal human could.
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Post by Babu Baboon on Apr 18, 2014 7:02:49 GMT -6
Thanks. It's all so much clearer now.
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Post by akbar on May 26, 2014 20:44:21 GMT -6
I took some benadryl and involuntarily took a nap today.
I dreamt I was in Hawaii riding a skateboard with truck size tires, and my friend was growing weed in a gigantic house of cards that I knocked over. Also, his wife seemed extremely mad at me. The weather was nice though.
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Post by mh on May 26, 2014 21:47:52 GMT -6
I took some benadryl and involuntarily took a nap today. I dreamt I was in Hawaii riding a skateboard with truck size tires, and my friend was growing weed in a gigantic house of cards that I knocked over. Also, his wife seemed extremely mad at me. The weather was nice though.
that seems like a jesse 'summertime dream' somehow. thanks akbar! our second summertime dream & it ain't even summertime yet!
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Post by The Huntress Diana on Jun 6, 2014 11:40:01 GMT -6
Last dream I remember.......found out that I was adopted and it killed me...I did nothing but cry in this dream.
When I told my mom a few days later, she laughed! Thankfully, my sister's reaction was better - she hugged me.
It was hella crazy.
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Post by Babu Baboon on Jun 6, 2014 13:36:16 GMT -6
Last dream I remember.......found out that I was adopted and it killed me...I did nothing but cry in this dream. When I told my mom a few days later, she laughed! |
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Post by mh on Jun 6, 2014 13:59:23 GMT -6
wow!!! my dreams are all over the map lately. but nothing nearly that coherent
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Post by The Huntress Diana on Jun 6, 2014 14:28:46 GMT -6
Last dream I remember.......found out that I was adopted and it killed me...I did nothing but cry in this dream. When I told my mom a few days later, she laughed! In the dream...my mom had found some letters and photos and told me and my sister to come over. She just handed them to me and I read them. I remember that my birth mother's name was Christine and that I had a couple of years with her before I had been adopted (because she talks about how good I am at something for my age). When I woke up, I was very upset. I knew it wasn't true, but even so...and I sent my sister a text right then. It pretty much had me feeling weird/off all day long. It was the strangest dream I've ever had. Hell, my reoccurring nightmares have nothing on this dream. |
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yeah. in the dream, somehow i felt like i could pull it off! i mean really, surely i'm no uglier than daniel craig. get me in the gym, several months with a dialogue coach. hah! no chance in hell! but it was an enjoyable dream 
