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    I once dreamed that Bach was a top 50 composer. Dream logic!

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    I once dreamt of a competent Republican nominee. Oh to dream dreams...

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    Quote Originally Posted by Couchie View Post
    I once dreamt of a competent Republican nominee. Oh to dream dreams...
    Are you talking about the American Republican Nominees?

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    I once dreamt of a competent nominee...

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    This morning I dreamed that my little brother was part of some sort of secret government agency. He informed me that I had learned too much and promptly decapitated me, after which I took a shower. I was kind of freaked out while taking the shower because 1) he had also decapitated himself, his mission being now complete, 2) I was still alive, despite having no head, and 3) I could still feel my head. After my shower, I went and asked my dad if I still had a head and he said I did.

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    Before I forget it, last night I dreamt I was doing my English homework for school.

    Now that I have woken up, I see it isn't done!

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    Last night I had the strangest dream
    I'd ever dreamed before
    I dreamed the world had all agreed
    To put an end to war

    I dreamed I saw a mighty room
    Filled with women and men
    And the paper they were signing said
    They'd never fight again

    And when the paper was all signed
    And a million copies made
    They all joined hands and bowed their heads
    And grateful pray'rs were prayed

    And the people in the streets below
    Were dancing 'round and 'round
    While swords and guns and uniforms
    Were scattered on the ground

    Last night I had the strangest dream
    I'd never dreamed before
    I dreamed the world had all agreed
    To put an end to war.
    "To be a musician is a curse. To NOT be one is even worse." Jack Daney

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    scariest dream (and after dream)...

    I was dreaming God give me a six fix number on TOTO lottery. I then put all my treasure and clean bank account to buy as much as I can on the number. Then I broke.

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    Quote Originally Posted by ComposerOfAvantGarde View Post
    Before I forget it, last night I dreamt I was doing my English homework for school.

    Now that I have woken up, I see it isn't done!
    Phew. Found out today that the homework is due later than I thought. No more scary homework dreams then!

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    Transcript of a dream I wrote down in my notebook shortly after waking up one morning about a month ago:

    I was going grocery shopping, but also was going to meet an actor to interview him about his new film "The Ice Man." He was supposed to be Christopher Walken, but he looked and sounded more like some sort of bizarro Super Mario. Not Wario, though.

    Then, in Hillsborough (local shopping area), it went dark and quiet, and Nicolas cage -with two girls in tow- called me over to talk. He introduced me to a beautiful woman and said "she's yours."

    The woman and I sat looking at eachother (some sort of meaningful glances thing, it seemed) for some time, when a young virile blond boy walked past and entered the area around the side of the Co-Op (supermarket) which leads to the delivery car park. She immediately got up and followed him around the corner. No sooner had I rounded the corner than they were both naked, *******. She howled like she was in the ecstasy of constant orgasm, and his toned muscles rippled as thrusted in to her with an arrogant smirk on his face.

    Suddnely I found myself inside bizarro Mario's house, his disfigured wife advancing toward me with sexual desire in her eyes. Her pallid green-yellow flesh filled my view as our tongues locked together. After some time our embrace concluded, her flesh now replaced with the off-white colour of old bone.

    "What happened to your face?" I asked.

    "Someone must have picked it off." She replied

    "You're all bones... how long have we been doing this?"

    "About 100 years."

    Suddenly I became enraged, picked up her corpse and started whacking her skull against the bedpost. On reflection it felt like a conscious decision, a lucid moment in the dream where I was actively decimating the corpse of the only person in the dream to show any desire to be intimate with me.

    I looked in the mirror, and to my horror saw that my face had taken on the pallid green-yellow colour of her flesh, and had also become scabrous. I'm not sure if I was still lucid at this point, but I then decided to go and kill bizarro Mario. Shortly afterwards I woke up.

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    Do you ever try to attach a meaning to your dreams?
    I am not talking about what the future holds for you after a scary or a happy dream, but an introspective approach.
    You see, it doesn't matter much if the dream has any meaningful content, for what it is it can be random pieces glued together by your brain. Freud said that it doesn't matter if certain memories are made up - but the fact that they exist is already an indicator that they might contain meaningful information about one's mind.

    But as long as you try to find a meaning in them you basically explore your mind on a certain level, and this process can help you perceive your problems on a more profound level, or even bring them to the surface if they are buried deep within.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Crudblud View Post
    Transcript of a dream I wrote down in my notebook shortly after waking up one morning about a month ago:

    I was going grocery shopping, but also was going to meet an actor to interview him about his new film "The Ice Man." He was supposed to be Christopher Walken, but he looked and sounded more like some sort of bizarro Super Mario. Not Wario, though.

    Then, in Hillsborough (local shopping area), it went dark and quiet, and Nicolas cage -with two girls in tow- called me over to talk. He introduced me to a beautiful woman and said "she's yours."

    The woman and I sat looking at eachother (some sort of meaningful glances thing, it seemed) for some time, when a young virile blond boy walked past and entered the area around the side of the Co-Op (supermarket) which leads to the delivery car park. She immediately got up and followed him around the corner. No sooner had I rounded the corner than they were both naked, *******. She howled like she was in the ecstasy of constant orgasm, and his toned muscles rippled as thrusted in to her with an arrogant smirk on his face.

    Suddnely I found myself inside bizarro Mario's house, his disfigured wife advancing toward me with sexual desire in her eyes. Her pallid green-yellow flesh filled my view as our tongues locked together. After some time our embrace concluded, her flesh now replaced with the off-white colour of old bone.

    "What happened to your face?" I asked.

    "Someone must have picked it off." She replied

    "You're all bones... how long have we been doing this?"

    "About 100 years."

    Suddenly I became enraged, picked up her corpse and started whacking her skull against the bedpost. On reflection it felt like a conscious decision, a lucid moment in the dream where I was actively decimating the corpse of the only person in the dream to show any desire to be intimate with me.

    I looked in the mirror, and to my horror saw that my face had taken on the pallid green-yellow colour of her flesh, and had also become scabrous. I'm not sure if I was still lucid at this point, but I then decided to go and kill bizarro Mario. Shortly afterwards I woke up.
    I wish I had dreams as good as that. My dreams are so bloody boring! They're usually either me getting ready for school or me doing work at school or me doing my homework for school.

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    I honestly don't think you want Crudblud's issues, CoAG.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Cnote11 View Post
    I honestly don't think you want Crudblud's issues, CoAG.
    It'll be better than having my boring life where nothing happens.

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    It seems we've gotten to the root of CoAG's insistence on kicking me whenever I'm having a bad day; he thinks I should be pleased to have to deal with these things on a regular basis.

    Plainly; go **** yourself.

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