Dreams can be downright wierd sometimes, now can't they? What is the wierdest dream you've ever had?
Mine happened 2 nights ago.
It started out at some place which seems like Disney World where my mom and I are standing in line for something. Then we get somekind of card thing or whatever and leave the building (I guess it wasn't Disney World.) Then we go back into the same building and it looks like what can only be described as an office-like place. But then after I slide down a flight of stairs, the whole place turns into a pyramid of couches which are so big I get stuck in between two of them. Then I get out and fall into a place that looks like it was decorated by five-year-olds. And to make it all seem wierder, my Choir teacher pops up and is talking to my parents for some reason. I somehow shrunk down to about 1/3 of my usual height and then I go walking to the right and the place turns into Candy Land. Then Steve Urkel pops up and says, "Did I do that?"
Ok, just kidding about the Steve Urkel thing, but it was wierd. So wierd infact that what I just typed is the only way to describe it.
Post your wierd dreams or Steve Urkel related comments here.
I had a dream the other day that me and my friend jason had discovered how to go back in time.
So we went on killing rampage (wtf?) and he ended up getting shot by the cops before me and I ran away but them they started shooting me up and i remeber falling down in a pool of blood and then waking up.
It was a f***ed up dream.
I had another dream the other day about eating a gaint pie!! It waz awesome!!!!!!
I once had a dream that a very messed up man kidnapped me along with a few other people. He forced us to do drugs and do odd things... And we wouldn't dare try to escape because he had a gun and was always alert. I don't remember how it ended. Though that may be a good thing : P
Some Zelda thing. It was the intro to a game (like when you just start a Zelda game). It was basically a courtyard / port at sunset, with guards patrolling. You could see Young Link basically moving forward avoiding guards (Like the courtyard in OoT). The camera was slowly moving forward.
Then, there was some other intro scene. (This time, like when you start a new save file). You could see Link riding Epona somewhere (again, still Child Link), it was day basically. He looked tired (not in the MM intro way, more like he had been asleep and just woke up and yawned basically), and then finally he stopped at something that looked like a very slow moving river with lake features (reed and all that). He got off, and looked forward. There was some kind of platform/bridge all across the river on the left side of it. There was chairs and tables, it was basically like restaurants on row on the water. He kept walking across it when a huge octopus popped out of the water and started throwing around everything. Link basically kept to the left of the bridge to prevent from the octopus from reaching him while trying to reach the end.
Then I can't remember more.
Dreams are very interesting.
The emotions associated of being faceraped are very similar to the feeling of waking up next to a seven year old asian prostitute. One becomes confused and angry.
I had a dream that ZU crashed. More like a nightmare.
Also I had one about me being tossed out of an airplane with no parachute. And all of a sudden a Bald Eagle came and saved me and took me to it's nest. Serious. Then I shrunk down to the size of a mouse and ended up in someones house. Which was actually my cousins old house.
I was at my grandma's farm, and I was outside of the house. I was driving around in circles and figure eights on my large John Deer riding lawnmower to avoid the graboid. For some reason, steering to the right was a whole lot easier, so I would usually let the mower lean into the turn with little to no effort. I then looked and noticed that it was because of my back-right tire being flat. I then became irritated because I just recently remember Slime-ing my front-left tire so it wouldn't leak and flatten anymore. It was this sense of reality that woke me up from my dream.
Last night I had a dream that I couldn't sleep. After my fail, I look at the clock, and it says 1AM, so I roll over and tried again. No good, once again I look to the clock for comfort, but it slaps me with 2AM. I toss and turn, look at the clock again, and then one of my arms falls off. Just like plop, and it rolls off my bed onto the floor. Blood oozes out of my torso like melting ice cream, and I think about how appropriate it would be to scream and cry in this situation, but I don't. There is no pain, just a coldness at the end of my shoulder.
And I'm caught off guard - I still feel my missing arm but it starts to flex on its own. The fingers drag the missing limb to my feet and have it crawl up my leg. I try to stop it, but there is no response from my own body. It climbs up my chest and grabs for my empty shoulder socket.
It falls to the ground again, the hand covered in my blood. And then it writes - "To Be ContinUED"
Normally, this is the point in time where a normal person would wake up, but I wasn't having it. I wanted to face it in a game of thumb wars or arm wrestling. Seeing as we had opposing arms, that wasn't possible. So we settled on a drawing contest instead.
I drew a wolf, a panther and a rose being surrounded by flaming cyclone, and my other hand ended up drawing a humpback whale jumping out of a basketball court, all set with a lushly detailed urban background.
last night I had a dream that my younger sister had a vicious bloodthirsty vendetta against Seth Green, and tried to kill him. Naturally, of course, it was up to me and Gandalf and Moesha from Moesha (no, not Brandy. her character, Moesha) and this really hot guy who spoke in fractured English, to stop her. Because he was the Celebrity Guest Speaker at Clown-Carnival Week at the local middle school, she was planning on killing him by presenting him with a bundle of balloons filled with toxic gas.
Gandalf, Moesha, hot foreigner and I attempted to save his life by replacing the evil balloons with good balloons, but somewhere along the line we got sidetracked and I wound up helping Gandalf make a facebook.
Last night I dreamt that I was a... character in the third Stardust film (There was only one) -- and that I fell from the sky and smashed into these washing lines hanging between two buildings. Shaun (...Yeah, The one from Zu) was in the window of one of the rooms above me, and though I could hardly move he started tightrope walking on the rope above me and we talked. He was afraid of being captured by the... guards, though.
Shaun revealed to me that over the duration of the second Stardust film, the people took a rocket to space, and I was this kooky cloud thing that was brought along to keep this short dancing girl in a pointy purple witch hat form falling off the side of the rocket as we flew through a cosmos quite high on LSD (all colours and swirls).
He got me down, and I spent a while recouperating, and then started stiffly hobbling around like House MD. Then Shaun revealed to me his secret identity as Charlieissocoollike -- who nightlight as a Burmese orphan (Check out the wine gum one). I got upset about so uncoollike I am compared to Chalie, and hobbled off to the rest of the party which suddenly appeared.
I started crying about how crippled and lost I am as the fireworks set off, and everybody from school was hanging around and I tried to avoid them.
At this point an all too real teenager pulled off my duvet and reality begun again. Ho-hum.
I had an interesting dream. I remember it vividly.
There was a tower that reached endlessly into the azure atmosphere. Ivory crawled over its stone surface, and the stone itself had millions of mathematical equations carved all over it. It truly was a magnificent piece of architecture. Although the tower appeared to be of an endless height, my perception somehow managed to situate at its circular top. I remember repeating the words "paradox" over and over again at this point, because as we know dreams are awesome that way.
After that 'scene' I found myself in a torture chamber. But thankfully it still remained a dream, not a nightmare, since although my limbs were being amputated by a horned demon I felt no pain or fear. The demon seemed to pick up on this, and it got embarrassed and evaporated into the lemon-tasting air. Then I fell down a cascade and landed into a pool of fizzy water. The water had a distinct smell of bananas, and oddly I processed that scent via my thighs. Then I woke up and found myself very impressed by the dream in recollection.
Last night I dreamed my friends and I went on a camping trip to promote nudism. All we did was cut donuts in a cow field while flinging soda cans at said cows and drinking from sticks. Eventually we were confronted by two zombies that only had decomposing faces. Oh, and they were naked as well.
Now that I think about it, this is the only dream I've had where I can link everything back to something that actually happened. A few days ago, my friends and I did go on a camping trip. The nudism part probably came up because we dared one of the guys (named Cody) to run around naked, which he did. We did cut donuts, but it wasn't in a cow field. We threw sticks at the cows as well while drinking out of soda cans. I'm not sure where the zombies came from, though.
I have not changed my signature in going on two years now.
I had this dream a couple of hours ago while naping:
I was in this really lavish hotel on the top floor in someones room with strangers around me, and my phone kept ringing non stop. I don't pick up cuz I don't recognize the number. Eventually I recognize a number (my moms) so I answer it. There's no one on the other line. Suddenly I hear this mumble and next thing I know I'm coughing up blood and on the floor. The phone stops ringing, and starts vibrating like it's possesed. I turn it off, but it keeps vibrating. I get up and throw it out the window into the pool below, and it blows up the place.
Note: I can't remember how it started, I'm just going to post the most important part.
I had gone to my neighbor's house, but it looked like they were very rich. They had halls with red carpets and classy wooden doors. It looked a little like a horror movie. I was walking in a very long hall, it had painting to it's side of the most important people in their family; each painting had a description on the stranger I was looking. I stopped and read one about one lady who lived from 1930 but was still alive. It said that one old man had found her in a college and made her a very important business woman, I think the were married. That guy died and the woman kept on her very successful business.
I looked right and a ghostly figure appeared out of nowhere, it was the lady in the picture! She stared at me with an angry face and told me that some scientist had invented a machine to make dead people live, but it was very expensive. The only man that was able to pay that cost was her former husband, her mentor. She told me that she won't be able to be the same again; even though that man helped her, she won't be able to be happy if he is alive. "He made me what I am, and I'm happy for it, but I want him dead!"
I was at my dad's house and I needed to go outside for something. I looked through the peep hole in the front door and saw that there were two large alligators just sitting there in the walkway. I went around to the sliding glass door to the back and there were like 5 or 6 big black bears sitting around on the back porch.
As scared as I was in the dream, I remember I eventually took the screen off one of the bedroom windows and got out that way. Then, I was crawling around on a wooden floor and I was peeing blue plastic triangles. The end.