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| Sunday, February 19th, 2012 | 4:22 pm
[bekind_rewindd]
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An older dream.*~
This is my first time posting here. I'm excited to share and be shared with by other dream fanatics. And I would love to hear your comments and opinions, thanks! -LindseyI was in an unfamiliar school like environment. In fact, a bunch of old people I went to school with were there. We were being brought from place to place for some reason. I remember all of us being brought to this place with really fancy chairs and sofas all set up differently in a large room. I remember Tori Spelling was there and was standing all awkwardly by herself. I told her she could sit with us, but she said ' I don't think they like me.' I told her, 'don't worry, who cares what they think anyway, just sit down.' Once we had all settled, the guy in charge changed his mind and made us all leave again. The guy in charge was either the teacher or the principle, I'm not quite sure. What I am sure of is that everyone was terrified of him, they said he was evil. Though I didn't know why, and whenever I tried to inquire about it to someone they refused to talk about it. Finally, when were being driven somewhere in a big van, I got someone to talk. I was sitting all the way in the back with Cait Sessa and Danielle Lopez,[girls I was friends with in middle school Lol] and I asked them what was going on. They looked at eachother nervously, whispered to eachother, and then finally reluctantly whispered very low to me that 'He can make whatever he wants to happen.' I was confused by this and said 'What do you mean? How?' They said they didn't know. Noone did. They whispered to eachother again, but Cait shook her head at Danielle. I looked at them expectedly, and then Danielle whispered to Cait again. Cait nerously nodded her head this time, and Danielle leaned forward and whispered to me, "Do you think the reflections we see in the Mirror are real?" I looked at them momentarily puzzled by this question and then I started to explain to them about quantum physics and parallel universes and told them we were all basically just 'dust in the wind.' The next thing I remember, I was driving my car to Florida to pick up Ashley lol. I was speeding too quickly around this dirt ramp and I knew it was coming, suddenly my car swirved and started going sideways very fast. Then all of he sudden, my car was flying through the air, sideways. As I was in the air, I was holding onto my seatbelt very calmly and thought to myself 'This is it, I'm either going to be severly injured, or I'm going to die.' I waited for the impact to come, yet it seemed to be taking too long. I looked down and I saw traffic going by underneath me. I was still flying sideways, midair. The next thing I know, the guy in charge had brought us all back to a classroom and chairs were lined up like we were going to be watching something. He was planning on executing some of us for entertainment. I had somehow managed to figure out the key to his power was a car remote that he carried every where with him. I managed to get it away from him. He looked at me in horror as I pointed it at him, and all the students were standing in the background watching silently. As I pointed to remote at him I said loudly to him "Sit." and pushed the button on the remote. He sat in one of the empty chairs instantly. The students gasped and the guy looked at my angrily. I said to him 'I think we've all had quite enough of you. So I'm going to turn you into something harmless. Let's see...a Statue!' I shouted, and pressed the button. He quickly changed into a minature marble statue. But then I thought to myself "Hmmm..this won't do, he could still fall on someones head." So then I told him to turn into sand, and to never bother anyone again. Suddenly, the statue collapsed into a pile of sand, and a strong gust of wind burst the window open. Everyone jerked their heads to the window anxiously, and watched as the wind blew in and swept the pile of sand away with it back out the window. The End. Current Mood:  complacent | | Sunday, January 22nd, 2012 | 10:00 am
[sunqyeol]
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So, this is my first post, and I don't normally share my dreams, but I just got -- so, so creeped out. I dream in fragments, and this is one, amidst many other pleasant ones. ( Under a cut because it's just -- really. ) | | Sunday, December 18th, 2011 | 2:54 am
[matt1993]
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| | Wednesday, November 2nd, 2011 | 6:57 pm
[lady_gazelle]
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The Folly of the Prince
There was a Viking king who had only one son. The prince looked like a younger version of his father. They both had long golden blonde hair and matching full beards, but the king's hair was graying and his face showed aging. The similarities ended there for the Viking prince was widely known to be a simpleton. The father made one last desperate attempt to change his son, since he was the sole heir to the throne. The king decided to make his son the sovereign ruler of a nearly desolate part of the empire. The king reasoned, “It should be an easy task because it is a relatively small area of land and only a few citizens live there.” The reluctant prince was chained to his throne by his father. The prince's throne was the only piece of furniture in a great hall where everything (including the throne) was made of rough timber. This hall was surrounded by a maze of smaller rooms. The prince was given a small staff of servants to attend to his needs. The prince was given to fits of temper. However, since he was restrained, he could only stand to his feet and lean forward with his arms held back by the chains and yell at the offending subject or servant. One day the king came to check on his son. The king asked, "How are things going?" "Great!” the prince responded. “I ruled on a few disputes. The people seem to respect me.” Then as an afterthought the prince added, “Oh yeah a couple of people asked me if they could do some digging for some irrigation project under the hall, so I let them." The king's face turned white, "YOU DID WHAT?!" There are secret tunnels under this hall! The enemy was trying to find a way in! You have killed us all!!!" No sooner had the king finished speaking than a commotion was heard outside. The enemy had already surrounded the great hall. The people inside panicked and started searching for places to hide. Most of the people ran outside using the side exit door of the hall hoping to escape but were ambushed by the enemy. I, alone, was left in the deserted hall. (I guess the prince was freed from his chains so he could escape). Already I heard the invading soldiers breaking down the main door in the corridor just outside the great hall. The only place I found to hide was some built-in wall cabinets under a counter. I did not feel secure because there was no way to lock the cabinet doors. I peeked out of the cabinet waiting for a chance to escape outside. I saw a couple of invading soldiers. They looked like Vikings too except they were wearing helmets and body armor. (The king and his people had not been wearing armor). One of the soldiers poked his head in the hall. He saw it was empty so he did not enter the room. “Whew! That was close!” I thought. Then I heard them going down the corridor searching the rooms. It was at this point that I escaped out of the side exit door. I saw one of the invading soldiers patrolling the grounds, but he didn't see me. I made my way to the hedges where I ran into another invading soldier. He gave chase, but somehow I alluded capture or injury. I made my way up a hill and came across a band of gypsy women and children. One of the women spoke to me before I could ask any questions. She sounded annoyed and disenchanted by the whole affair. “We are the women of those men fighting.” She said with disdain. “They are not even real soldiers. We are all from the suburbs of Plymouth.” I was incredulous as I thought, “Plymouth is a modern day city with a medium sized population. The gypsy clothes, the Viking gear, it was all a disguise!” (Plymouth was not a part of the king's empire). The woman continued bitterly, “These men are following this leader who can't even walk or fight. He is in a wheelchair! He decided he wanted a place of his own so he chose to take the great hall.” After the woman finished speaking I walked unrestricted past the group of women and children and came to the edge of a ravine. It appeared to be about twenty feet deep. Suddenly, I was pushed from behind and I fell in the ravine. The culprit was one of the “soldiers” who had just brought a couple of captive women whom he tossed in the ravine as well. Apparently, the young women in their teens and twenties were being kept for wives or sex slaves. Some of the girls sustained injuries but they seemed to be minor. One Black woman was pushed in the ravine who looked like she was in her forties. I thought, “Maybe they made an exception about her age because there wasn't that many women.” This woman appeared to be in pain because she just laid on her back not moving. After awhile the pain must have abated because she got up. At least one of the suburban soldiers was down in the ravine guarding the women. The battle ended almost as swiftly as it began. Except for the five or six women captured, everyone else was dead. The suburban soldiers descended into the ravine to enjoy the spoils of battle. There was a sex orgy right there in the ravine. | | Saturday, October 29th, 2011 | 11:07 pm
[lady_gazelle]
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| 10:51 pm
[lady_gazelle]
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Hello!
Hello! I am new to Live Journal. I have always had an interest in dreams and I am here to meet like-minded individuals. I also enjoy writing. So I combined my love for writing and my interests in dreams. I have been recording my dreams for about a month now. I have about a dozen dreams to share. I will post one every day until I have "caught up." I am toying with the idea of writing a book about my dreams. I would appreciate any feedback and comments. | | Thursday, October 6th, 2011 | 1:43 pm
[wolf78]
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A nightmare I had as a kid.
My own experience with a nightmare happened when I was a kid. I dreamt that I was in hell. I was being transported inside what it looked a rusty cauldron in a tour through a place that looked like an underground cave with fire and brimston all around. Some guy, a demon, I can't recall, all I know he seemed to have horns in his head, was using a large wooden spoon stirring what it seemed to be human parts inside a boiling cauldron. Also there was the matter of people screaming in agony and wailing all around. Before this got any further, I woke up and puked on the side of my bed. I may got bad dreams sometime, but this is the worst I ever had as a child or as an adult.
| | Wednesday, October 5th, 2011 | 9:37 pm
[estabudda]
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I had a dream last night that a man a little older than myself followed me home from riding my bike or walking or something from a road that looked like HWY 261 down in ol' Sumter, SC. I swear we were heading in the direction that my parent's old house was in. Anyway, he followed me to a house that was being built for Caleb and I. There were lots of people working on it and Caleb was around somewhere but I didn't see him. Lots of wood. Lots of newness. The outside walls were up and so were the inside walls but the frames weren't covered on the inside. The beams were exposed. I tried going up our spiral staircase but sat for a moment as that man tried to talk to me for a bit. I didn't really care for whatever he had to say but he had my attention, then he lightly touched my leg. I told him not to defensively because I don't think my husband (even though Caleb and I were only dating in my dream) would like that. We stared at each other for a bit. I saw his soul in his eyes about the same way I see it in people's eyes in waking life. He was possessed. He had something down in him. It wasn't pretty. I woke up disgusted. | | Friday, September 30th, 2011 | 1:17 pm
[wolf78]
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New here
I am happy to find a community where dreams can be shared. One question though, are nightmares also permitted in here?
| | Saturday, July 30th, 2011 | 8:43 pm
[matt1993]
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Recent dreams
For two consecutive nights just under a week ago, I had dreams that were interesting and had nothing to do with gematria, Schrödinger's Celebrities, or inflated women, so I finally have something new to post here. - In the first dream, I was riding some sort of indoor Halloween-themed roller coaster. Given that there were relatively few Halloween-related props (most of which I don't specifically remember), as well as that the walls and floor of all the rooms were just plain white and gray (respectively) and looked like a regular building instead of, say, a haunted mansion, you'd think it wouldn't have been that scary, but it was. See, the second-to-last room ended with an open "grave" that the roller coaster dropped me into so someone could drug me, put me in the seat of a roller coaster car in the last room, and let me wake up (which was apparently how I got from room to room the entire time) in what was supposed to be "hell", but for the most part looked just as fake as the decorations in the other rooms. However, there was one guy tied to the middle of the track (and the car somehow went past him even though no one saved him or ran over him), and I was somehow tied up at the end of the ride (yet somehow was still able to stand up and exit the room, and even somehow ended up untied just before I exited). First this dream (Who says that I can't link to entries involving gematria or Schrödinger's Celebrities, especially since the dream I'm actually referencing doesn't have either?), now this? Uh-oh... :O - In the second dream, I was watching some animated movie that, within the dream, I was even more scared of than I was about "hell" in the previous dream, but in waking life, I find quite hilarious. Basically, there was this bizarre virus going around that affected animals; any animal that caught it would immediately start laughing uncontrollably, then after a certain amount of time, grow a third eye and continue laughing, then after another of that same amount of time, turn into some sort of monster. Apparently, the virus would also have a similarly negative effect on random objects if they were small enough, so one guy who lived in a cottage of some sort nailed various objects that happened to be just outside his cottage to the outer wall of it in attempt to keep the virus from affecting them. The objects nailed were, in this order: a cauldron (don't ask me how he nailed it), something I don't remember, and...a Tetris block?! There was also another Tetris block right next to it, but he left that one where it was (seemingly just because it was in front of the door). The weirdest part about the first Tetris block was the way it was nailed:  Very, very weird... ---- On an unrelated note, I just realized that an occasionally-recurring factor of some of my dreams (but not these) is certain words in my subconscious's vocabulary being replaced for the course of the dream. Below are 7 examples that I thought of off the top of my head, sorted roughly from most to least fitting in the situation. With the exception of the Genesis/PlayStation ones, no two of these are from the same dream. - "Genesis 29" instead of "PlayStation 1" - "Genesis 30" instead of "PlayStation 2" - "Wii Remote headphones" instead of "iPod headphones" - "If everyone were oranges, we shouldn't talk about apples" instead of something along the lines of "We've been talking for too long" - "AUTHOR CANCELLED" instead of something along the lines of "You are hereby banned from playing Mario games" ( the second-to-last one is kinda awkward so I'm gonna LJ-cut it )- "Diglett" instead of "meet". Yes, one of my dreams somehow made my subconscious replace a common verb with the name of a Pokémon. Does anyone else have that happen in dreams? Current Mood:  weird | | Saturday, July 16th, 2011 | 5:43 pm
[matt1993]
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The prophecy has been fulfilled in stereo
The night before July 5 I had a dream that I accidentally broke my iPod headphones (which I referred to as my "Wii Remote headphones" in the dream...Wii Remotes definitely don't have headphones!), and on July 6, I actually did. Good thing I had an extra set... Current Mood:  restless | | Saturday, July 9th, 2011 | 9:24 pm
[cthulhu_hungers]
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| | Friday, July 1st, 2011 | 1:08 pm
[gidgetsrealm]
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Been awhile...
My dreams have gotten so fuzzy in my dreaming fits that I haven't recorded the random "Chance and I in a room" Deal. But got a really good one today. Well, good as in detail and a plot. I guess some would see this one as nightmarish. I have some others backed up in my journal I'm going to back date them as well, feel free to peruse. A dream of an inhumane jail.
| | Monday, June 13th, 2011 | 4:14 pm
[matt1993]
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First dream with an irregular time that becomes completely normal
As I've mentioned here before, one of the occasionally recurring themes in my dreams is irregular times such as 7:97, 5:192, 9:77, or 6:66, and in most of the dreams, I'm scared of how it will attempt to display the time once the minutes reach 100. (Strangely, 5:192 is the only irregular time in my dreams where the minutes were already in triple digits, yet I wasn't scared of it at all.) Also, the time rarely changes in the dreams, but when it does, it either: a) increases normally but the minutes don't reach 100 within the course of the dream (such as one dream where the time went 8:81, 8:82...8:88, 8:89) b) skips ahead to another irregular time that still has less than 100 minutes (such as one dream I haven't posted here yet where the time jumped from 12:60 straight to 12:66), or c) jumps back and forth between various times, both regular and irregular, randomly (such as one where the time went from 3:67 [or maybe it was 3:76] to 3:59). My dream last night, though, was a completely different case. In it, my computer's clock read 6:60 at first, then it skipped to 6:69, then to 6:99. Even though this was the first instance of an irregular time in my dreams ending in 99, I wasn't scared of how it would rollover at all, and indeed, the next time it changed to was 7:00. ( me rambling about what it might mean ) Current Mood:  sleepy | 9:10 am
[cthulhu_hungers]
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| | Thursday, June 2nd, 2011 | 3:21 pm
[cthulhu_hungers]
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Haven't really posted here in a while, not because I haven't been having any nightmares, but I haven't been having any really interesting ones, or they were interesting but I' could only remember a few details. But I had a bout of insomnia last night and a long dream that I could remember, so here it is. http://cthulhu-hungers.livejournal.com/3884.html#cutid1 | | Tuesday, May 31st, 2011 | 5:04 pm
[matt1993]
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Ooh, another Schrödinger's Celebrity?
Y'all remember my posts about dreams involving Schrödinger's Enya, right? (If you haven't read those, you'll need to in order to understand the significance of the bolded numbers I mention later in this post.) Well, last night, even though I have yet to meet anyone on LJ who may or may not be Sarah McLachlan, I had a really vague dream in which all I remember are the words "Schrödinger's Sarah McLachlan". Considering how much my original dream about secrets on enya.com (which didn't even mention SE at all) seemed to prophecy, I have a feeling that I will, in fact, eventually meet a Schrödinger's Sarah McLachlan. In fact, I played around with Gematrix and the Gematriculator and found these interesting connections: ( cut because this part is only kind of related to my dream )Very interesting indeed...or at least it is to nerds like me :P Current Mood:  excited | 6:53 am
[juniper_mist]
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Bloody Bathtubs.
I was walking through what looked like an old school (long hallways and staircases). every six feet or so there was a different style bathtub. All contained water and all contained fake blood. Some contained people (or very life-like dummies). All were naked and bleeding. One was decapitated and convulsing. In my dream I was walking through each of the hallways looking into each of the bathtubs. My impression was that it was just a display, an art show that was put on by member of a group in the city. Some bodies looked for real though and I didn't know how to tell the difference. My feelings in the dream were definitely more curiosity than fear. I wasn't afraid of what I was seeing but more intrigued by a) how someone could actually do this to themselves (if it were real) and b) how different each one looked. Current Mood:  curious | | Monday, May 23rd, 2011 | 7:50 am
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