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Weird dreams.

Father Heathen

Veteran Member
So last night I dreamt that I was watching television with my family, and the show that came on was from the 70's called "Rosco", starring this asian kid who lives at a group home for the mentally disabled. It starts off with him and his housemates out in a wooded area with their caretaker, who tasks them to clear an old, overgrown cemetery of weeds and overgrowth. He hands out machetes to the other housemates, but hands Rosco a katana, then a laugh track is cued. I shake my head and turn off the tv, upon doing this I find myself standing in front of the actual cemetery that was on the show, but now it's night and foggy. There is a group of people standing nearby listening to a radio, over which they hear a flight attendant shouting and scolding panicked passengers, and she spoke with a sort of "urban" accent; i.e. "You best set yo *** back down in yo seat!". As this was happening we see this very airliner flying overhead with flames coming from the engines. One of the people listening to the radio turned to the rest of the group and says "With the tombstones glowing in the moonlight, they'll see the cemetery and try to make an emergency landing in it. We need to get a good distance away." They immediately begin to run in different directions and disappear into the foggy, dark woods. I look up again to see the jet bank sharply and then dive steeply downward into the cemetery. I wake up at this point.

I rarely remember my dreams. Even rarer are they as vivid and detailed as this one was. They're usually far more random and incoherent than what this was. Also, yeah, it wasn't very PC.
 

Glaurung

Denizen of Niflheim
I've been getting a lot of weird and vivid dreams lately as well. Two nights ago I dreamt that I stole a handgun, which I would hide under my bed. Then last night I dreamt getting fired from McDonald's (who I haven't worked for in years) after a company hosted drag-race in which I took another competitor's car. I usually remember nothing, but the last few nights have been really vivid. I don't know what I'm doing differently, and what the heck is inspiring such content.
 

Shadow Wolf

Certified People sTabber & Business Owner
Sounds better than the dream I had a couple weeks ago. I pulled into a video rental store (that is still in business) to pick a blunt that turns out to be the worst-rolled blunt ever, it was really stemmy, and after I got it I put it in my pocket so I could rent some movies, but a ton of cops with dogs showed up so I had throw it away so I didn't even get to smoke it. And then on my way home, the oil plug and filter fell off of my car was I was driving down the road. Then the tow truck showed up, hooked my car up, we started going on our way, and then oil plug and filter fell out of the tow truck.
I too have been remembering a lot of dreams lately. I've had a few lately where I'm stuck working a job that I hate. Which is probably just my mind's way of coming to terms of having to do what is going to lead to dreams of summoning a meteor from the heavens to obliterate my place of work. Lucid dreams can be so much fun when they involve destruction. :D
I remember this one when I was a kid, I had a "cartoon" type of shoot out with someone, with the next gun getting fired being bigger than the last. It's pretty weird when you pull a rail gun out of nowhere, lol. And after we perforated each other, stuffed full of lead, we called it quits and went our own ways.
 

Renji

Well-Known Member
That's really a weird dream. Reminds me of a discussion we've had on our psychology class. I can remember what my professor said: "Each dream has something to do with what lies in our subconscious, no matter how weird the dream is" and in some cases, we can actually put our "personal meaning" on such dream in order to somehow interpret it. I don't know if it actually works, but maybe it can be somehow true. I can recall having a weird dream as well back when I am still studying. I often have dreams of attending school without clothes on. My classmates would see me and laugh at me. For me it signifies insecurities. I hate being laughed at and being humiliated of something, that's why I am dreaming of something related to it.
 

Wirey

Fartist
You think that's weird?
I once met @Wirey in a dream.

That wasn't a dream. I was trying to rob you but the chloroform wore off.

I've had a recurring nightmare since I was a kid. I've had the same dream maybe 100 to 150 times. I'm a Michigan State trooper getting out of a 1960 Ford with a shotgun outside a dark house, and a guy steps out from behind a shrub and shoots me in the chest with a pistol. In the dream while I'm falling to the ground I worry that my wife, Claire, will be devastated if I die. I wake up just before I hit the dirt. Weird, huh?
 

Treks

Well-Known Member
Probably because of this thread, I had a dream last night that I was in a plane flying to Quax's home town for his brother's wedding. The flight went well and the plane landed fine, despite the fact that I couldn't go to the toilet on the plane because people kept jumping the queue, and once we landed I gave up and decided the toilet in the terminal would be more comfortable and clean anyway.

Coming off the plane, I was scared to cross the tarmac because of potential lightning strike. Government officials had arrived on the tarmac as the next plane to land was going to be the Prime Minister. They were taking Australian and other diplomatic flags out of their black vehicle. I was thankful that the man with the flags on flagpoles held them horizontal, as he, too, was aware of the potential for lightning strikes.

On the way to Quax's parents' house, Quax was pointing out strange local (fictional) clouds that were 'dripping' from low altitude in the sky. That scared me.

At his parent's house, we were getting ourselves ready to attend the wedding. I suddenly noticed I'd grown strands of facial hair! I asked for tweezers, and was told they were in the car outside. When I went outside to walk down the driveway to the car, I looked at the sky and there were freaky clouds in the distance. I got scared and ran back inside, where Quax's mum scoffed at me and said it wasn't a problem. So I went back outside, and looked up again, and there was then a massive flash of lightning and really loud thunder and I screamed, ran back inside and huddled on the floor next to the fridge. Then Quax's mum went out to get the tweezers for me.

And that was that. Yes, I'm very scared of storms. :)
 

Revoltingest

Pragmatic Libertarian
Premium Member
The other nite.....
So I'm walking thru town looking for a nice restaurant to have lunch.
But I'm inexplicably carrying a 36" long pipe wrench.
It was one of my nice aluminum Rigid ones.

I'd been doing a lot of pipe fitting for several days.....while awake.
 

Smart_Guy

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Premium Member
I love weird dreams. Even those making me cry (for real). Dunno why lately I had some of those. They made me cry and wake up crying like a baby missing its mom :(
 

Wirey

Fartist
Last night I dreamt I was making out with our receptionist. She was much more personable in dreamland.
 

whereismynotecard

Treasure Hunter
Last week I dreamed that I was at an award show with Johnny Depp. We were standing near the front, but not onstage, and we were talking. I told him how excited I was to meet him, because I've loved Johnny Depp since I was eleven years old. He was being really nice to me, and gave me a hug and talked to me, and then he said some people were trying to kill him, and he suggested that we should leave. So we ran out into an alley and then Johnny Depp said that if he disguised me to look like him, the people who were after him would kill me instead. He threw a bunch of paint on me and then left. I was really sad.

You can't trust anyone. Not even Johnny Depp.
 

Treks

Well-Known Member
I had a dream of @ssainhu probs about 1.5 years ago. Having never met her, seen a picture, or even really crossed paths on the forum, something about the name got wedged into my subconscious and I dreamed of having some kind o RF conversation with her. No idea what it was about.
 
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