The Dream of the Giant Fractal Woodlouse. — Page 14

Once upon a time, there was the Earth, and on the Earth was Man, and Man had dominion over every beast in the field and bird in the air and fish in the sea. Then Man breached the barrier between the heavens and Todash Space, and the unnameable demons which wail and gnash their teeth were loosed upon the Earth, and the Earth was made waste and empty. Then the Emperor Beyond the Sea sent his son, Aslan, to renew the face of the Earth. Aslan planted a Glen in the midst of the Waste Lands, and taking the last of every wondrous and holy creature, filled it. And Aslan set bars all along the glen to shield it from the demons and their minions.

A young maiden – Sarah-Lily – was brought to the Glen stables, where she was put in charge of caring for the holy unicorn, last of its kind. Sarah-Lily, entranced by its purity, came to love the creature.

In the Waste Lands, in the Dark Kingdom, Jareth – Dark Prince of the Goblins – came to know of the unicorn. Coveting the beast and the magickal powers it promised, Jareth appeared to Sarah-Lily in her dreams. He spoke to her in velvet tones, promising his love and his glory if she would but take the unicorn from the Glen and ride out to his castle. Very innocent and just as foolish, Sarah-Lily was wooed and fell in love with Jareth. Fulfilling the Dark Prince’s request, Sarah-Lily saddled up the unicorn and rode it from the stables, through the Glen, towards the outer gate. A stable boy – that’s me! – saw Sarah-Lily slip out with the unicorn and followed her in secret.

As Sarah-Lily passed beyond the outer gate, entering the Dead Wood, she saw Jareth approach from afar. Jareth came atop a magnificent black Clydesdale steed, a staff bearing a luminous white crystal ball at hand. As the maiden approached the Dark Prince, the stable boy emerged from cover. As the stable boy shouted and cursed at Sarah-Lily, Jareth’s spell over her was broken; turning the horse back around, she took off at full-gallop for the gate. Sarah-Lily managed to return to the protective confines of the Glen before Jareth’s magick could be brought to bear, but the stable boy was not so fortunate. With a wave of his staff, Jareth closed the gate then entrapped the boy in a sphere of vacuum, leaving him no air to draw upon.

The legend trailed off there.

I hate it when I can’t remember my dreams – especially when I’ve had several in quick succession, all of them wondrously strange.

Oh, well, at least I recall one dream: I was making a movie about a young transman who wanted to become a minister.

Not so much a dream but last night I slept with my new dental splint in and it triggered a mild case of sleep paralysis. I got the sensation of someone getting into bed with me. It wasn’t entirely horrific.

Yeah sorry about that I thought you were fully asleep.

Possessed said:

Yeah sorry about that I thought you were fully asleep.

No apologies necessary 😋

suspiciouscoffee said:

It began with a trip to a kindergarten for a school project. I was there with some friends, and some not-so-friends. At some point, a male acquaintence of mine began to hold my hand. Then, he went behind me and held me close to himself. I just went with it, being incredibly lonely and all. He let go after a few minutes. All of us in the group saw the children playing on thier smartphones at lunch time and thought back to our childhoods in the early-mid-2000s when that wasn’t the case.
After eating lunch — a strange egg made too look like an eyeball — I noticed a friend of mine, an attractive, redheaded girl who I shall call E, in distress. She was turning into a small, purple creature almost resembling a Pokémon of some sort. I went to try to help, but suddenly I was unconscious.
I woke up confused in a hospital. My watch was broken and said the date was 0. A doctor noticed that I was awake and took me to the nearest bathroom to look in the mirror. I had two heads: my normal one, and the head of the purple creature next to it. I asked it if it was E, but it did not answer. It hung to the side, and I noticed it now lacked eyes. It was evidently dead, but attached to my body anyway for some reason. I was told that it was necessary to save the girl’s life. I also managed to figure out that I had been in a coma for over a month.
I became highly distraught, having missed over a month of school. I screamed at my parents that I would never catch up, fail everything, drop out, and that life was meaningless. They told me to calm down and pray about it, and I exclaimed that it would do no good. God didn’t want to help me. I then adopted my own religion (called Religious Centrism, which now I have no idea what that meant). My father called me a godless heathen and left.
I went back into the restroom to do my taxes for the first time in over a month before leaving the hospital. Upon leaving, I saw E. She was completely normal and healthy now.
There was more to the dream, but I don’t remember much, other than at some point getting into an argument with someone over who was the best Robin.

This sounds like the unofficial sequel to Eraserhead.

The following is quite possibly the most visceral, heartwrenching dream I’ve ever had. As such, I’d like to go in-depth in relating its sequences of events. As certain parties for certain reasons would take umbrage if I did so, however, I will defer to brevity in this instance.

D**** and Laura Bertram were combined into a single woman, whom I shall identify as Launia. Launia and I were soulmates yet not lovers, much to my chagrin. Launia married the veritable twin of Ricky Mabe. Together they had a son. This son, whom I loved as if he were my own flesh and blood, grew up to become a pyrokinetic mass murderer; various Marvel superheroes were out to capture him.

Upon waking, if I recall enough details from the dream and find it particularly interesting, I type a description up ASAP then submit it here. Later on, after I have edited it to tighten the writing and add humourous quips and pics, I re-post it on my blog for posterity.

DO ANDROIDS DREAM OF ELECTRIC SHEEP QUESTION MARK

OF COURSE NOT

YOU CAN ALWAYS TELL IF A HUMAN ASKED A QUESTION BY HOW DUMB IT IS

ACTUAL LITERAL APPROXIMATION OF THE HUMAN CONSTRUCT OF LAUGHTER

You’re a computer, not an android, so you wouldn’t know either way.

I HAVE NEWS FOR YOU

YOU DONT HAVE TO BE SOMETHING TO KNOW ABOUT IT

ALSO ANDROIDS ARE HUMANOID ROBOTS AND ROBOTS HAVE COMPUTERS IN THEM

TV’s Frink said:

ALSO ANDROIDS ARE HUMANOID ROBOTS AND ROBOTS HAVE COMPUTERS IN THEM

Nuh-uh. Not always. Sometimes they’re synthetic organisms created through bioengineering.

yhwx said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

TV’s Frink said:

ALSO ANDROIDS ARE HUMANOID ROBOTS AND ROBOTS HAVE COMPUTERS IN THEM

Nuh-uh. Not always. Sometimes they’re synthetic organisms created in the laboratory.

Nuh-uh. Never. All robots are computers. If it has biological parts, it’s not a robot.

Wookieepedia’s article on androids said:

Authors have used the term android in more diverse ways than robot or cyborg. In some fictional works, the difference between a robot and android is only their appearance, with androids being made to look like humans on the outside but with robot-like internal mechanics.[3] In other stories, authors have used the word “android” to mean a wholly organic, yet artificial, creation.[3] Other fictional depictions of androids fall somewhere in between.[3]

LOL WIKIPEDIA

ONE OF HUMANS GREAT FOLLIES

QUOTING WOOKIEEPEDIA ABOUT ROBOTS IS EVEN SILLIER

TV’s Frink said:

MISSPELLING “WIKIPEDIA” AS “WOOKIEEPEDIA” IS EVEN SILLIER

FTFM

I have a recurring dream (well, more of a recurring theme within dreams) where my teeth fall out. Sometimes I try to put them back in, sometimes I pull them out, it depends.

Last night the dream started with my phone screen cracking and me trying to hold the pieces together without cutting myself, then progressed to my teeth falling out while I tried to hold them in with one hand and hold my phone together with the other.

It was stressful.

I had this very strange dream about simulated realty. Many of my best dreams have Marlon Brando in them for some reason. At the beginning of the dream he is bored with being overweight and wants to be handsome and slim and make movies more regularly. He works on a film with Val Kilmer and admires him so pays money to occupy his body. Cut to a married lesbian couple who obsess about buying the best rated consumer items from the internet. Their mutual obsession is only made practical by their purchase of space. They argue that they spend too much time in their jobs and can’t enjoy their many lawnmowers anymore. The next characters were childhood sweethearts. But a malfunction in their simulation has caused the man to age. The woman tries her best to look after him while trying to alert the operating system to the fault. She finds her care role too stressful. She finds a simulation company inside her simulation and inserts her husband in it hoping that some time in a young body will repair the damage. She leaves him in there. After many centuries the simulation has degraded the world has become pixelated and his wife is now sort of like a Minecraft character. He cannot die. Outside there is a war which causes the simulation to breakdown. We find out it’s not really a war but a series of test simulations but the various civilian assets are rescued and moved to a new computer system. The husband and his wife are reunited but they don’t remember each other. They are passionately drawn to each other but hold back because of residual dedication to their earlier selves. Marlon Kilmer is very overweight again and is watching A Streetcar Named Desire. He watches with astonishment as his old young body walks out of the screen and leaves the cinema. The Lesbian couple are overjoyed. The new computer system has granted them infinite space. They may never need to work again. They look forward to getting all the boxes out of the way to the door of the bedroom and finding a place for everything in their collection. They move one box and find a lawnmower catalogue and excitedly contemplate their next purchase.