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Hey. I thought I would start a thread about dreams. You know. We can discuss their meanings, post weird or humorous or cool ones. Just don't tell us about dreams with perverted fantasies or anything! That will mean I'll have to hunt you down and stick a spork into you left foot. Which would hurt.

What follows is a dream I had last night. If you don't care, then close the window and walk away now.


I went to work in a hostpital, and my job was distributing gum to the patients. (I constantly give people gum in reality.) There was also a girl there who's job was pretty much just to stand around and looke pretty. Anyway, she got fired because my job was more important than hers, and she wrote a letter to the hospital complaining about it and me. Somehow I found this letter in a trashcan and read it.

So I went to this pretty girl to apologize for cauisng her to lose her job, but while I was going, the hospital was attacked by cops because me and everyone in the hospital were somehow framed for the samer murder. So me, the girl, Rembrant Brown, (AKA the black guy from Sliders), some doctor who's invention could change the world, and an oddly mobile version of my great grandfather were trapped in the hospital running from cops who were shooting RPGs and machine guns at us.

Weird stuff it was, but it was oddly entertaining. As for where it came from;I guess the girl I had seen at school earlier yesterday. The hosptial came from the fact that my aforementioned great grand father had been taken to the emergency room, and Remy came from the fact I had wathced Sliders that afternoon. Where the doctor and the corrupt cops came from, I have no idea, though.

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I used to have this comedy "character" sketch where I listened to someone dream and improvised some ridiculous funny explanation for the dream. Let me see if I can still do it:

Now that's a nice hospital, that pay up girls to just stand there and look pretty. Was that really a hospital? Sounds like a russian casino or something... And giving gum to the patients, how nice, perhaps you've seen "Patch Adams" one time too many times... Sounds reasonable to fire the pretty girl, but they could just have fired YOU, and gave the gums to the pretty girl to distribute between the patients... And then the cops get into the whole situation... What was the murder? Did one of the patients suffocated after chocking on some bubblegum? Perhaps you gave some sugar-filled gum to diabetic patients? A doctors whose invention could change the world? You mean the Segway? And a mobile version of your great grandafther? Was he riding on a Segway? This is what I recomend: Instead of giving people gums, give them Tylenol and Aspirins.
“Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country.” — Nazi Reich Marshal Hermann Goering
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Last night I dreampt that humanity had invented gum that played liscensced music as it was chewed! The more peices in your mouth the louder it got.

I had a bunch at school and was trying to divide it among the students in my classes based on their favorite songs. I must say that would be such an awesome invention.

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So much for chewing with your mouth closed.
"You fell victim to one of the classic blunders, the most famous of which is 'Never get involved in a land war in Asia'."
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Theoretically it would play the music with pheromones and such, meaning only the person who Smelled or tasted the gum would here it.

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I once had a dream that I was surrounded by an army of women who were all 7-feet tall.
I'd like a qui-gon jinn please with an Obi-Wan to go.

Red heads ROCK. Blondes do not rock. Nuff said.

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Was it one of those dreams where you're standing on top of a pyramid in sort of Sun-God robes with a thousand naked women screaming and throwing little pickles at you?

Heh... no.

Why am I the only person who has that dream?


C'mon. Somebody here has got to know it.
"You fell victim to one of the classic blunders, the most famous of which is 'Never get involved in a land war in Asia'."
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Was it one of those dreams where you're standing on top of a pyramid in sort of Sun-God robes with a thousand naked women screaming and throwing little pickles at you?

Heh... no.

Why am I the only person who has that dream?


C'mon. Somebody here has got to know it.


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“Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country.” — Nazi Reich Marshal Hermann Goering
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Ahhh... wise you have become, grasshopper.
"You fell victim to one of the classic blunders, the most famous of which is 'Never get involved in a land war in Asia'."
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Decided to share with you a few of my dreams, so you can experience a little bit of my ridiculous dementia.

Last night I had this dream I'm at a museum which is located 2 blocks from where I live, and for some reason the museum was located at a very old countryside farm, and I was with this tour group seeing a place where the supposedly kept the slaves during the 17th century and stuff, you know? Everything kinda old and made of stone and falling apart, and we are at the outside, and suddenly this horse comes towards me, and he seems to be trying to talk to someone next to me, and the horse makes this huge effort and suddenly he shakes hands (or pawn) with this faceless person next to me. So the horse is making this human sounds, like someone saying "mmm, mmm", without being able to speak, and is getting in a human-like shape. And it starts to comunicate with me, doing mimes, and I'm like "Ok, first word... I! I, yes... I want... No... I am! Ok, I am... I am human?", and the horse gets into a humanesque shape, like a woman. So I have to make this horse get into that old house we're standing next to, and I get in with the female-horse-human thing, and there's this butler dressed as a 17th century person with white wig and flamboyant clothes, and he lets us in but he is looking down to us as if he was saying "who are these filthy, horrible people?", and the horse is suddenly a man poorly dressed, and he walks into a room with a water cooler and drinks a lot of water, and I let him drink it because he must be thirsty and stuff... And I woke up.

As a small kid I had this terrible nightmare I was being chased down by Jason, you know, from the movies, and he has a chainsaw, and he breaks a glass dor and runs after me, and I'm scared, and he is chasing me in this big room with a huge tree in the middle, and the tree has these huge roots which sustain the tree, so it kinda lifts for itself, with a space bellow the tree. So Jason is chasing me with the chainsaw and we run in circles around the tree, and I'm tired and I know he's going to catch me so I try to hide under the tree, crouching, and 2 seconds later he finds me and with one move he cuts me in half... and I woke up...

As a teen I had this other nightmare where me and a close friend were at this airport, and there was this airshow going on, and I was supposed to make this freefall jump with a parachute, but I don't feel like doing it, so I give my parachute to him, and he gets into that small plane, and I'm looking at the plane taking off at this little cafe inside the airport, drinking some coffee and stuff. So he jumps out of the plane, and I see him falling, but his chute never opens! And he keeps falling and I'm all like "shit! that was supposed to be me, that was my chute!", so he falls and hits the land kinda far from where I am, and I panic... and I woke up.

A few years ago, this was one of the most bizarre dreams: I was at this TV station where they were taping one of those local morning TV shows, you know? With hosts and news and a couch and a window behind them and stuff. And they have the volleyball team who had won the golden meddal at the olimpic games with them. Suddenly, a terrorist or a bad guy or whatever comes in and takes everyone hostage on live TV, the volleyball team and the TV host - who is a real news show host over here - are all close together, so the TV show host tells the terrorist that he is going to be the only hostage, and he must allow everyone to leave and take just him as hostage, and everyone on the TV station is like "no, don't do that, this is foolish", and suddenly there's this mess and the volleyball team is running around, and everyone is running, and I can't see what's going on and we hear shots, and suddenly we see the TV show host on the floor, he was shot and he is bleeding and having these convultions, and I get so filled with hate and with to revenge, I just want to kill the bad guy right then... but I woke up before that...
“Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country.” — Nazi Reich Marshal Hermann Goering
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Maybe you would have gone Super Saiyan or something if not for waking up... My brother once dreamed that he and his mexican friend could randomly transfrom... Back when DBZ was the "SHIZ-nit"...

I swear that every year, at Myrtle Beach when I was on vacatio... we had a long sleeping chair, and any time I fell asleep in it (we had a condo) I would have the same dreame...

I would be playing "Hide and Seek" with Disney cartoon characters, including Mickey Mouse and Iago from Alladin... And I would hide under rocks and stuff. I think once the Olsen Twins were there.... And eventually we would be attacked by... these dog-like creatures from a certain Capcom Mickey Mouse game that I don't remember the name to. And they had big swords like the Arabs in Alladin did...

But I had the dream EVERY year... It was like a tradition... And it only happened in that chair...

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I had this dream where I downloaded "Episode 3" on the internet, because it leaked, and the movie was kinda weird, it was this documentary and there was this guy hosting this documentary in a car, driving and stuff... So I got invited to see it on the theater, and I'm all like "I've seen it already, I've seen it already!". And when I woke up, for about 5 seconds I was still confused because of the dream, and I was actually beliving I had seen Episode 3, but then I realized it was a dream.
“Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country.” — Nazi Reich Marshal Hermann Goering
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I've had dreams where I've played yet-to-be released video games.

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After having quickly glanced over what you've described, I'd have to say you guys are completely nuts.

I mean certifiable and worthy of a padded cell and straight-jacket.
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i had a dream like 5 or 6 years ago (and dont ask me how i can remember it in such detail).

so what happened is my dad somehow got the money to open a amusement park in my house, the main attraction in the park was a dancing show preformed by rapters from JP in my back yard, so anyway what happened was on opening day on the first show the rapters came out and they attacked everyone. so by the way my house is shaped i managed to get up out of my back yard onto my balcany, and run in my house. unfortunatly for me two of the rapters( there were 3) jumped up a story and start to chase me, we ran through to house and i manage to douge them and get into my basement, from there i ran back into the back yard while they were still on the main floor of my house looking for me. i then manage to run to the top of my driveway, and looked back at my house. it was at this point my house blew up some how and then i work up.
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Originally posted by: starkiller
After having quickly glanced over what you've described, I'd have to say you guys are completely nuts.

I mean certifiable and worthy of a padded cell and straight-jacket.


Were you talking to me or Ric?

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Originally posted by: starkiller
After having quickly glanced over what you've described, I'd have to say you guys are completely nuts.

I mean certifiable and worthy of a padded cell and straight-jacket.


Were you talking to me or Ric?


Both, he said "you guys".

And starkiller, I'm actually really mentally ill, not sure about Chaltab
“Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country.” — Nazi Reich Marshal Hermann Goering
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*shies away from Ric*

My mommy said I shouldn't hang around "Special" people for a long time!

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And the sad part is: I wasn't joking.
“Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country.” — Nazi Reich Marshal Hermann Goering
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Just because you're a pessimist doesn't mean you're insane, Ric.

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I'm not kidding, I posted a thread about my mental condition some time ago. But let's not talk about it, let's talk about dreams... So... who's next? Who also have an insane dream to share with us?
“Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country.” — Nazi Reich Marshal Hermann Goering
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Originally posted by: ricarleite
I'm not kidding, I posted a thread about my mental condition some time ago. But let's not talk about it, let's talk about dreams... So... who's next? Who also have an insane dream to share with us?


Well, I've got one of those dreams that fall into the "prophetic" category. I know people won't believe me, however I know what it was and what happened afterwards:

About 2 years ago I had a dream about my sister-in-law. In the dream I kept seeing her face, only a skull and crossed bones kept on blinking, superimposed over it. Two days later she had a stroke. She did not die, but she came VERY close to dying.

Short one, but creepy nonetheless, for me anyway.

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I have this theory (kinda borrowed from a Richard Linklater movie) that when people are about to die, that 1 second in which their brains are about to shut down, time slows down, and during that second we experience our wholes lifes again, in our minds. And when we get to that last second, time slows down again, and we experience life again on that first experience, and so on (if you know the famous Zenon paradox about the arrow and the soldier, you get the idea). BUT, when we experience our lifes again, our subconscious mind changes a few things. That girl who ignored us at highschool, now she merely smiles, on the next one she talks to us...

And our dreams are som sort of "post it" notes on our minds, reminding us of things that are about to happen or already happened in our lifes...
“Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country.” — Nazi Reich Marshal Hermann Goering
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Originally posted by: ricarleite
I'm not kidding, I posted a thread about my mental condition some time ago. But let's not talk about it, let's talk about dreams... So... who's next? Who also have an insane dream to share with us?
I remember it...by those standards, though, a majority majority of the people at the board could be called 'insane'.

I was thinking more 'above-and-beyond' that.

As for my own dreams, I don't even remember the content of any of mine. The only thing I do remember is that every once in a long while, I have a dream that is so vivid, I remember feeling things...touching things.
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Phrophetic dreams says Jedisage?

I can't say I've dreamed anything like what he described, but I've had some creepy Deja vu dreams some times. The most vivid was once I dreampt of a flash of light, and myself looking up at the sky with a metal bar over my head and I heard someone yelling "[Name, Name], Is he Okay?"

Several years later I fell after slipping on some wet wood and someone whom I hadn't yet met at the time of the dream yelled to his friend, "Ben, Ben, is he Okay?"... And the same metal bar was above me; the flash of light came from the mild concussion and/or me seeing the bright sky after having my eyes closed.

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