The dream thread

[patiku]

I dreamed last night that I had finally moved to Brazil and was living in Bahia. I was part of a crowd that had gathered around a bus where a woman was refusing to be arrested for having broken some expensive littering law. I noticed a dude in the crowd who was wearing a metal vest and I went to strike up a conversation with him. He turned out to be an American, and I asked him if there were any local venues that hosted a lot of metal bands. He recommended the Waikiki club and then gave me his contact deets, but by the time I got to my apartment I'd forgotten them.

[Sacemd]

Last night's dream made absolutely no sense. I was on a family holiday in some sort of house with a giant buffet. My sister got mad at me because I ate the last piece of apple pie. We drove away in what was probably an English car (the driver's seat was on the right.) with two houses and a trailer behind the car. (Or no, one of the houses was at the front, but I was next to the driver's seat looking out of the front window once we left.) The front house suddenly got sails and the owner said it'd probably still work after so many years. I heard someone commenting this might be a forgotten movie. (For a moment I might've been sitting in the living room watching tv). We drove over water, into a city and into a tunnel with a sighn saying "no" halfway (Strange detail: the sign said no in English, but the rest of the dream was probably in Dutch.) The tunnel started getting very steep after that and when we passed it, the motor switched off and the car and the houses started falling backwards (I've had similar experiences with underground parking lots.) and, for some strange reason, I commanded myself to wake up.

There were also girl painters who did their work badly and waiters and stuff like that in the house, but I don't remember enough to give them a place in this "synopsis on anything I remember" (hey, a good title for a literary novel).

So... Can anyone extract a psychological meaning from this?

[Soap]

Not really, it sounds like the type of dream I might have though.

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Last night I had a dream I can only remember the end of. I was looking up Electronics Boutique on Wikipedia and it wasn't there, because the company had gone out of business and the Wikipedia article got deleted. But it still survived as a subpage under someone's userpage. I was woken up by my boss calling me in to work early because someone had called out.

[Soap]

Wow no dreams for a month???

I was reading a textbook withg a bunch of different stores in it. This was one narrated by a 7 year old boy in Ireland. He was talking about ill with a flu like condition and his whole family going off wlaking in the woods. He asked his mother if he should come and follow his 2 year old sister and she said no but "a brain fog set in before I found myself lost in the woods with my sister". I figured it would be a short story but it went on for many pages and near the bottom he had been rescued and said the two kids had spent "about 155" days in the woods before being rescued near the beginning of winter.

[Soap]

My dad was dying from Marfan's syndrome, which in this dream was simultaneously an acquired disease caused by a uniquely virulent parasite that can survive for ages even in cold environments, and the birth syndrome that it is in real life. The diagniosis was made after treatment for a similar illness failed and he developed one additional symptom. It had a mortaily rate of about 50%, and could be treated with antibiotics, but the microogranism itself would still sit in the body and come back to life from time to time, like a bad sinus infection.

I was upset., but I cant say how much of my anger was caused by the fact that my father was dying, and how much from the fact that he didnt seem to be worried that everything he touched was being infected by the organism and infection of others including myself was inevitable.

This dream may have been caused by a memory of the Sissy Snake dream I had a few months ago.

[Torco]

I had two bikes: the one I really have and one of those ultralight tour de france ones. I took the second one to work and forgot to bring the chain to chain it to a tree or whatever.

riveting, I know.

[Drydic]

A MUST-SEE

[Soap]

I dreamed there was a software company called Fish which was as old as Apple and had made programs such as Expert Color Paint (which has a fish on the original CD). Apparently they made lots of software, the only commonality being that a colorful fish was always lurking somewhere in the logo.

I dreamed that They Might Be Giants' song "Miss Me" was actually a cover of some other song and read on Wikipedia that all the other cover versions had literally copied the original song by using a recording and added a few sounds, but TMBG were the only ones who made a new version. But I was actually confusing it with Rabid CHild.

[WeepingElf]

I dreamed that They Might Be Giants' song "Miss Me" was actually a cover of some other song and read on Wikipedia that all the other cover versions had literally copied the original song by using a recording and added a few sounds, but TMBG were the only ones who made a new version. But I was actually confusing it with Rabid CHild.

Reminds me of an old dream of mine, in which Frankie Goes To Hollywood's "The Power of Love" was a cover of a King Crimson song.

EDIT: My post #3333.

[Soap]

I was forced to share my single-room apartment with someone for 2 weeks while apartment building worked on its housing crisis. I learned this because when I went in to my apartment, everthing was completely different, and it was so unrecognizable that I figured I had forgotten my apt number. But my other roommates were there, and were sympathizing with me, but sayinb g he was interesting and was able to make art "with eights and kings", meaning the playing cards, because apparently the pips on the 8's and K's lined up in such a way that it would be possible tyo make interesting patterns. He demonstrated this for a while and it was cute but I really wanted the place to myself. I realized this person was very effeminate in appaerance, such that I coudlnt help thinking of him as a she. I hoped she would not be an aggressive partier keeping me awake with loud music.

[Soap]

I was going to visit my parents in my old hometown about 40 miles away. I was just two streets away (note: the home town was different than in real life ... I could "feel" where to go, but the streets themselves were not accurate) and suddenly I noticed a lot of police cars. I was scared but i soon learned somehow that it was because there was a gas leak, and so all businesses on that street and most of the rest of the town were being shut down. They decided not to evacuate the residential parts of the town because people could be told just to not turn on their gas heaters etc. So I decided to go on towards my parents using a more roundabout route than usual. I believe I woke up before getting there.

[Torco]

Okay, tonight was interesting
A beautiful woman in something like a sarong asked me to kill her by stabbing her through her heart with this ceremonial knife. It had to be a fight to the death for some religious or ideological reason: I, for some reason, agreed... eventually becoming hurt myself and putting my blade through her heart. This is, believe it or not, a very awkward situation. She's dying, but she's taking her sweet time about it. Slowly breathing slower and slower, becoming sleepier and sleepier, and all the while I'm caressing her head and telling her stories and singing her songs, you know, making her death easier on account of I feel bad about having killed her. In the end I had stabbed her too shallowly and she didn't die.

I also went back to paris, but it was a more beautiful, more hilly paris. I took free classes in clothes manufacturing and accountability at a church, and made love with the same beautiful woman. I also ran into various friends there and stole some furniture. My drunk dreams are definitely better

[Soap]

i was testing a video game of some Cthulhu-related genre, perhaps Cthulhu Saves the World if in my dream I;d forgotten that that game had alreayd been released. I was meeting the lead programmer in person and getting the first beta copy of the game , adn also working with him to fix bugs etc. We were supposed to meet at 3pm in a large office building in my hometown. We were supposed to meet on ( i think)the 3rd floor, which consisted mostly of businnesses beginning with the letter "D". But at 3pm there was nobody in the lobby and no obvious place for anyone else to be. I wandered around for ahile, talking to other people whoi were there for unrelated reasons and as king if any of them knew about the game./ After an hour or so I discovered a library adn a store that was occupying the 4th floor, selling nonperishable food, toilet paper, etc at prices that were high but not outrageous for the conveneience of the peple who workeds in the larghe office biuilding. I dont know if real-world skyspacers have things like that or not. My phone was running low on batrtery and was down to 1X internet, so i wondered if i had missed something but it seemed unlikely. Somehow I now also owned an iPad, which I had left the box for somewhere else and was now carrying it around bare, which is not a smart thing for someone as clumsy as be (I even dropped my cellphone twice uyterday). Finally around 4:40 i found the group of people I had been expecting top meet, a few floors up from where they said theyd be. Apparently I was out of the loop and didnt get the message that they had moved up a few floors. I overheard the host saying they had been planning on moving the mneeting to Rockland, which is almost 2 hrs away and I would never have found them. But once I was there everything weas fine, although we didnt do much play testing, just talked to each other about various things since we were glad to be together. We were in what seemed like a large suite of apartments, about 10 bedrooms or so, with plenty of room to relax. There were numbers on the wall, which i asked the lead programmer about ,and someone else answered saying that they were where the modems are. A small-framed man of Indian descent started complaiuning that he had no Internet, which was odd because even if his modem wasnt working, he should have been able to get Wi-Fi.

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i was strolling aroundf the edge of a swimming pool to take my mind off a customer who was harassing me because his name was misspelled on his packages and he was thinkingi t would lead to all his fans being unable to find him,. it was an Italian surname, like Migliacio instead of Migliaccio. i considered showing him my phone bill, etc, and other things which have my name misspelled and get to me just fine. The swimming pool was just outside where I work, and was huge, the size of a lake that exists in the rea lworld. The water was very clear and there were people lined up all across the outside of the pool wearing swimsuits and eating ice cream and selling things because there was a shopping center too. I was having a great time although at one poitn near the end of the dream i was getting worried because i had a cut on my right foot and i =was worried that microoragnisms could get in and infect me. It even at one point felt the infection was satrting already, even though i know it is not possible to feel that, but I could see my foot turning pink along a line as if the infection was spreading through a vein, so i pulled myself out of the water.

[Colonel Cathcart]

Just woke up from this and I don't know what the fuck.

I was in Portland hanging out with Liz Lemon and Jack Donaghy from 30 Rock. We went into a very hipstery cookie boutique because Liz wanted to, and for some reason I started vividly remembering being 15 and fooling around sexually with my best friend (which actually happened), and how one night he started trying to kill me in the middle of it so I had to cut his throat with a knife and run away (which absolutely did not actually happen). I said, "Jack, have I really been a fugitive for the last ten years?" And Jack said something comforting and inspiring, but now I don't remember what it was. Then some criminals or assassins or something came crashing into the shop, Liz grabbed all the cookies she could carry and ran out, and I had to cut the assailants' throats with a knife, and I was like, "God, I just cannot get away from it!"

[ObsequiousNewt]

Not actually the dream I had last night (which I can't remember anyway, but it had something to do with Garen from League of Legends), but this is an essay I wrote for German 2. We were assigned to write about our "dream room", which I took literally. There's a lot of mistakes in it, but you can read it here.

[Soap]

I dreamt I was takinmg a few tests to measure athletic fitness, and one of them was how long i cold hold my breath. They pumped helium into my mouth. It seemed like I could still breathe through my nose, but Im not sure it was connecting to anything. I won the contest with a score of 4000, the previous winner was 3900. I dont know what the nyumbers signify, other than that it wasnt just seconds * 100. I actually spat out the tube at the end because I could feel myself blacking out. One of the testers said "yeah we've had a lot of people drown because they go unconscious" as though the death of mnany test takers was just a minor inconvenience for them.

In an earlier part of th same dream, my cellphone stopped working, and I was unable to type in a code that would unlock it for some reason. At one point the code was something like "xx0011" but when I typed that it said I was supposed to use the multiply symbols instead of x.

[Izambri]

Dream with two former schoolmates STOP He, she and me STOP Just talking and pizza STOP No sex involved STOP

[Pole, the]

In my last dream there were some orange-skinned girls in orange-colored clothes breastfeeding their orange-skinned babies. I dubbed them "liongirls", but I don't know whether they were a subculture or a subspecies.

Hereby I ask my head: what the fuck‽

[R.Rusanov]

Pole, you channel your eastern bloc ancestors http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wqwJvPSiL_I

my dreams are all about the sea. the last one I remember deals with an old greek captain, a privateer. a subject of the crown is sent to track him down and bring him to justice, finds him living in a cave. the old man propounds on life, death, and everything in between. the britisher departs. his report to london says the pirate is dead, long so, and thus ends the tale.

in real life I abhor the sea. better a mountain stead for me. but dreams tell something deeper than our worldly wants and wonts

[Astraios]

I was at home and dragons appeared outside to kill everything, and somehow it was just like in the fifth Harry Potter book (even though there's nothing in that about dragons), and one dragon who was a prince came to my window to breathe in fire and kill me, but I was fireproof, so the dragon fell in love with me and hid me from the other dragons, and then they all flew off home to their kingdom at the bottom of the sea, and the king and queen dragon were pressuring the prince to get married but he said he's already found his true love (me) and that he didn't tell them at once because it's not acceptable for a dragon to marry a human, and then to distract them from the whole idea he turned into a seal and had a race with a crocodile, but the crocodile (being unsentient) just chased him to eat him, so the prince got lost and stranded on an ice floe made of old tyres, and then I came sneaking up to their palace underwater to meet him for a midnight tryst but he wasn't there and I didn't know why, and then the sea turned into a library full of hot guys who wanted me, but I wanted the prince so I ignored them and kept looking around, and then I went downstairs and it was my hometown mixed with Tel Aviv bus station, and there were lots of artists' shops full of paintings and carpets and things, and then I came to a dead end and crawled through a hole in the wall, and it was the women's quarters and I had to put on a skirt while they talked about me in Hungarian just to prove I'm gay and not a straight pervert trying to watch them undress, and then I was in the library again and my dead grandma appeared and gave me a spade as a wedding present, and then she disappeared and I walked around with the spade, and then I saw a giant cockroach that looked dead, so I poked it with the spade and its head flew off and hit me right in the face and the shock of it woke me up.

[KathTheDragon]

And they say dreams are formed from your own memories and experiences... Well, they say that.

[Genome]

I had a dream last week were I was working on one of my conlangs and then I was in my conworld as a newborn. I lived my whole life there and spoke their language. I started a rebel army to overthrow a cheif at age 20ish, conquered most of the known world by the time I was 35ish, had my last kid of over 300 by the time I was 40ish, and died at the age of because of poisoning when I was 55ish. In a nutshell it was awesome.

[ObsequiousNewt]

Seriously, how do you all remember your dreams so well? All I can remember from my last one is a cranky wise-man who mixed peach ice cream for me. Which I then used to keep about four people anchored in a river.

[R.Rusanov]

BTC went up in value to $16,000 in a single night. I sold. The next day it was worth $10 apiece and I bought like 100

*financial trader dreams*

[Drydic]

BTC went up in value to $16,000 in a single night. I sold. The next day it was worth $10 apiece and I bought like 100

*financial trader dreams*

Scandalously capitalist, what would comrade Lenin think!?