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Post by ironhold on May 28, 2014 14:22:25 GMT
Have an odd dream that you just want to let loose about?
Talk about it here.
Maybe it actually does mean something.
If you want to take a stab at interpreting, just set things off somehow so that we know what's "dream" and what's "interpretation".
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It was supposed to be a simple evening: make a trip to Wal-Mart before going to process the papers for the evening.
The Wal-Mart trip didn't quite go as planned. They had hired a C-list celebrity for an event that day (a celebrity that I'd recently seen on television), and from a distance it looked like he was standing next to a large cardboard box that looked like it was being used as a refuse container. It wasn't until I went to throw some trash in the box that I realized he was, in fact, standing inside it for some reason, leading to a few snarky comments about the matter.
Work was even more frustrating. I step inside, and consciously realize that it's a far different building from where the office is in real life. As I explore, however, I note that the windows for the nursery / day care area and an open space (a classroom?) were left open, allowing the rain in (we've had a lot of rain recently). I get both windows closed and go to clean up the day care section when I note that it's decorated with posters for various kids' properties like G. I. Joe and Transformers. I accidentally knock over the Transformers poster while moving some furniture away from the window, in the process briefly seeing what looks like a 3D(?) image of the 1988 version of Optimus Prime.
Fortunately, the day care has a tile floor and so clean-up is fairly easy. I'm almost done when a female acquaintance of mine "ambles" on in; said acquaintance (who has no real-life counterpart) is a double amputee whose legs were taken a little above the knee. We get to talking, and it's obvious that she's enjoying the "attention" I'm giving her. However, we get interrupted by her less-than-spectacular boyfriend (who looks like Tom Hanks) (who, in real life, I don't like because Hanks has shown a degree of religious bigotry), a rival of his who looks like John Travolta, and one of Travolta's henchmen.
Things go wrong, however, and so I am forced to park my acquaintance in a corner while I go medieval on the Hanks clone; Travolta's henchman tries to get involved, but I wind up taking him down as well. I remember an orange kitten also getting involved at some point, with the kitten biting me.
The dream ends with me, my acquaintance, and the kitten checking out at a convenience store which may or may not be in the same building.
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Post by the light works on May 28, 2014 14:29:28 GMT
I tend to turn my best dreams into short stories, which probably makes them too long for this thread; but I might consider distilling a few back down; sometime when I'm under a little bit less stress.
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Post by the light works on May 29, 2014 15:04:00 GMT
last night's best one - which won't become a short story involved an odd sort of swimming pool, with a rigid bench around the perimeter facing in, and a flexible liner. somehow, due to having everybody sitting on one side, it developed an oscillation which resulted in the whole thing going upside down.
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Post by GTCGreg on May 29, 2014 16:01:19 GMT
last night's best one - which won't become a short story involved an odd sort of swimming pool, with a rigid bench around the perimeter facing in, and a flexible liner. somehow, due to having everybody sitting on one side, it developed an oscillation which resulted in the whole thing going upside down. I HATE when that happens! |
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Post by the light works on May 29, 2014 16:09:28 GMT
last night's best one - which won't become a short story involved an odd sort of swimming pool, with a rigid bench around the perimeter facing in, and a flexible liner. somehow, due to having everybody sitting on one side, it developed an oscillation which resulted in the whole thing going upside down. I HATE when that happens! I'm not entirely sure what happened to the water. the dream didn't go into detail on that. |
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Post by GTCGreg on May 29, 2014 19:41:40 GMT
I'm not entirely sure what happened to the water. the dream didn't go into detail on that. Just as well. If you had to have put all that water back in, you probably would have overslept. |
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Post by the light works on May 30, 2014 0:22:36 GMT
I'm not entirely sure what happened to the water. the dream didn't go into detail on that. Just as well. If you had to have put all that water back in, you probably would have overslept. I remember having the impression that whoever was in charge of the pool felt it wasn't a big deal. |
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Post by silverdragon on Jun 1, 2014 9:20:56 GMT
I used to have a dream where I was drowning.
Now in every dream I have where water is involved, I wake up.
In an incident when I was younger, I was "Saved from drowning" by a teacher who misunderstood that I was that good a swimmer I COULD do a full 25mtr length of the pool under water.....
No, that not it.
Its the fact that I got a lecture on how stupid I was to do that from mr heroic twit....
He scared me silly that I started to think I nearly DID drown....
I was about 10/11 yrs old at the time.
He actually ruined my enjoyment of swimming and made me fear water for about six months..
Until I got the idea he was a fool, and took back control.
Reason for Dream being odd?...
As a very strong swimmer, I have no reason to fear water.
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Post by the light works on Jun 1, 2014 15:28:15 GMT
I used to have a dream where I was drowning. Now in every dream I have where water is involved, I wake up. In an incident when I was younger, I was "Saved from drowning" by a teacher who misunderstood that I was that good a swimmer I COULD do a full 25mtr length of the pool under water..... No, that not it. Its the fact that I got a lecture on how stupid I was to do that from mr heroic twit.... He scared me silly that I started to think I nearly DID drown.... I was about 10/11 yrs old at the time. He actually ruined my enjoyment of swimming and made me fear water for about six months.. Until I got the idea he was a fool, and took back control. Reason for Dream being odd?... As a very strong swimmer, I have no reason to fear water. Heaven save us from overzealous rescuers. I was once nearly "drowned" by an overzealous person who mistook laying with my head in my girlfriend's lap after theatrically losing a bout, for heatstroke, and emptied the contents of her water pitcher into my face without first warning me or asking if I was in any kind of distress at all. |
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Post by ironhold on Jun 2, 2014 18:46:18 GMT
Fell asleep while trying to watch an episode of "Transformers", and so it'd only make sense that I'd have one TF-related. That being said... In the dream, I'm some sort of operative working for the Autobots. I know that I'm not entirely human, but I'm not sure if I'm binary-bonded to a Transformer, some sort of Pretender, or if I'm some sort of cybernetically-enhanced human (in which case I might or might not have been able to transform). Optimus Prime, the Autobot leader, is missing and presumed to be dead after some sort of major incident. Although my primary mission at this point is to maintain my cover, I'm also (at least partly) responsible for conducting an investigation into the matter. I'm out with another Autobot agent when we encounter a junkie that turns out to be a spy for the Decepticons. We nab him and begin an interrogation, during with the other agent notes that he's a recovering addict and calls the junkie out for allowing himself to be like this. This gets through to the junkie, who cracks and gives us as much as he knows. This leads me to the site where things supposedly went down. I recover a fair amount of evidence that was somehow missed, including the remains of a dead Transformer that was cosmetically altered to look like Optimus Prime. (Or it could have been Prime himself; I don't remember.)Between this new evidence and some of what the junkie told me, I have reason to believe that there is another Decepticon spy afoot: a popular young minister who was also one of the witnesses to what supposedly took place. The guy is holding services inside of a rather large assembly room located in an office building; I remember that the building is owned by a bank, which has the entire first floor. I make my way through the building to confront him when I see another Autobot supporter - a single mother - out in the hallway. She and her son were there for services, but were both so distraught that they had to step outside. Seeing them makes me furious to the point that I'm pretty much ready to abandon any notion of maintaining cover. Instead, I go inside and confront the man in front of his congregation. The guy realizes that 1. I'm on to him 2. I have the evidence to prove that he gave a false testimony to the authorities, if not had a hand in what went down 3. I have no qualms about choking him senseless unless he gives me answers and so decides to try and save his own skin by transforming, revealing himself to be not entirely human either. He transforms into a cat of some sort, but instead of a "giant" feline like most other such Transformers he turns into something the size of a panther. Unfortunately for him, however, I'm strong enough and have enough experience dealing with cats of all sizes so that his new mode doesn't help him much. That's about when I woke up, and so I have no idea how things went from there. |
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Post by The Urban Mythbuster on Jun 2, 2014 19:30:21 GMT
My dreams aren't half that interesting...  |
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Post by the light works on Jun 3, 2014 4:47:27 GMT
Attachment DeletedThis is from one I had about a year ago. quite obviously I fleshed it out from the dream quite a bit. - the basic building blocks were: I was a nonmilitary person on an interstellar ship who discovered a culture of cat people. their culture practiced political marriage, and the captain had thought it would be clever to participate, and had selected me as the one to carry it out - the dream, itself, consisted of the preparation for the ritual dance. it included the cultural peculiarity of prosecuting motivation, rather than action - and the tendency of cats to act first and consider later - so the dream did have the element of danger that if I did something wrong, I might find myself eviscerated.
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Post by ironhold on Jul 3, 2014 14:38:07 GMT
Newest one -
I find myself looking for my revolver, a snub-nosed model known as "Stubby". (Several of the characters I've written have come to prefer revolvers for one reason or another, and one has a snub-nosed model that he can literally hide up his sleeve.) I'm in the mood to attempt some target shooting, but to my shock Stubby isn't where I left it.
It turns out that someone decided to move Stubby around along with some of my other items, including my tools (which, in real life, I keep in a particular spot as my dad and I both use them). I find Stubby and my cleaning kit, only to discover that my targets are gone as well.
Before I could find my targets, however, my mom woke me up so that I could help her with the family dog; he went to the vet today, and mom wanted to clip his nails first.
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Post by ironhold on Jul 3, 2014 14:47:03 GMT
Classic one -
I'm a "superhero" known as the Hammer of Justice.
I've rallied the general public to fight back against the horde of villains that are trying to take over the place. This, of course, leads to a massive showdown.
Round one of the showdown involves me going up against a villain who is dressed up like a giant can of whipped cream spray. From what I can recall, his big thing is that he wanted to cover the town in dairy products for some strange reason. I took great delight in pounding the snot out of him for wasting my time with such a stupid scheme, at which point I made a rather pithy one-liner, something to the effect of a grocery store announcement concerning the need to retrieve some dented canned goods.
Someone woke me up before I could continue the dream any further.
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Post by The Urban Mythbuster on Jul 3, 2014 14:50:09 GMT
Classic one - I'm a "superhero" known as the Hammer of Justice. I've rallied the general public to fight back against the horde of villains that are trying to take over the place. This, of course, leads to a massive showdown. Round one of the showdown involves me going up against a villain who is dressed up like a giant can of whipped cream spray. From what I can recall, his big thing is that he wanted to cover the town in dairy products for some strange reason. I took great delight in pounding the snot out of him for wasting my time with such a stupid scheme, at which point I made a rather pithy one-liner, something to the effect of a grocery store announcement concerning the need to retrieve some dented canned goods. Someone woke me up before I could continue the dream any further. Hammer of Justice: Fighting for the lactose intolerant? That should become a comic book... |
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Post by ironhold on Jul 3, 2014 16:07:07 GMT
The truth of the matter is that if a superhero series goes on long enough, it's almost guaranteed to rack up a number of villains who can only leave fans scratching their heads.
For example, Batman has faced off against Kite Man (whose crimes all involved kites) and Egghead (whose crimes all involved eggs).
I would imagine that this guy was invited to the showdown only because the other villains wanted someone lamer than they were around so that they could look good by comparison.
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Post by mrfatso on Jul 3, 2014 16:28:18 GMT
Not really quite a dream, but has anyone else here experienced the type of Hallucination caused by sleep paralysis that many believe is the root cause of Alien Abduction stories and the Succubus myth?
I have experienced this on a few occasions, the last time last night, possibly as I had a bit to drink at the Monty Python gig, and although I understand intellectually what is going on it is still quite a frightening feeling, not that I am thinking that way at the time, just rationalising it afterward. It's difficult to explain what happens the feeling you cannot move your body, and the presence that you feel for some reason, though there is nothing there.
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Post by The Urban Mythbuster on Jul 3, 2014 19:54:57 GMT
Not really quite a dream, but has anyone else here experienced the type of Hallucination caused by sleep paralysis that many believe is the root cause of Alien Abduction stories and the Succubus myth? I have experienced this on a few occasions, the last time last night, possibly as I had a bit to drink at the Monty Python gig, and although I understand intellectually what is going on it is still quite a frightening feeling, not that I am thinking that way at the time, just rationalising it afterward. It's difficult to explain what happens the feeling you cannot move your body, and the presence that you feel for some reason, though there is nothing there. I don't think this is the same, but I've had lucid dreams before - the type of dream where you feel like you're making conscious decisions and wake up feeling like it actually happened. |
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Post by mrfatso on Jul 3, 2014 23:36:40 GMT
Not really quite a dream, but has anyone else here experienced the type of Hallucination caused by sleep paralysis that many believe is the root cause of Alien Abduction stories and the Succubus myth? I have experienced this on a few occasions, the last time last night, possibly as I had a bit to drink at the Monty Python gig, and although I understand intellectually what is going on it is still quite a frightening feeling, not that I am thinking that way at the time, just rationalising it afterward. It's difficult to explain what happens the feeling you cannot move your body, and the presence that you feel for some reason, though there is nothing there. I don't think this is the same, but I've had lucid dreams before - the type of dream where you feel like you're making conscious decisions and wake up feeling like it actually happened. You are right The Urban Mythbuster, they are not the same thing, I have had lucid dreams, but there you know you are dreaming and steer the dream you want. Sleep Paralysis seems very real and very frightening at the time you experience it, I think in part due to some elements of the real world and some parts of the dream state co existing. en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_paralysis |
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Post by ironhold on Jul 5, 2014 1:52:40 GMT
I had it once.
I woke up (I don't know what woke me up), but when I did I found that I couldn't move.
I consciously sent impulses to each individual body part to see if anything would respond. Curiously enough, I got my toes to work. I wiggled my toes hard enough for them to move my feet a little, at which point I eventually got feeling back in my feet. I then began to move my feet around aggressively enough to where my legs were twisted around, and in time I got sensation back in my legs. With my legs working, I used them to spin myself around in bed. In time, the spinning somehow got my arms working.
It took only a few seconds in actual time to become mobile again, but I never want to go through that again.
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