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07-09-2020, 02:50 AM | #1351 (permalink) |
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Three dreams:
1) I was in Africa and all the animals were huge like dinosaurs 2) I put wasp nests and jellyfish in three different backpacks to see what would happen when I opened them a week later. The results were things that looked like larvae. 3) A guy jumped off the Nebraska Cornhuskers stadium and died.
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07-14-2020, 03:04 AM | #1352 (permalink) | ||
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This night I dreamt that me and some kind of demon who looked like Sir Anthony Head were plotting to kill all people. Weirdest dream I've had in a while
Edit: wait apparently Anthony Head isn't a Sir? I was totally convinced that he was for some reason. At least in my dreams he is <3
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07-14-2020, 02:24 PM | #1353 (permalink) | |
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You had a dream with the actor who played Giles rather than Giles himself?
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07-14-2020, 02:52 PM | #1354 (permalink) | ||
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Yes, it was Anthony Head, not Giles. My dream was specific about that
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07-23-2020, 04:17 AM | #1355 (permalink) |
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Recently I’ve had a few dreams about getting high on weed which I haven’t done in a long time. They all feel so realistic. I feel completely baked in these dreams.
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08-05-2020, 04:58 AM | #1357 (permalink) |
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This dream lasted about 3 weeks in dream-time.
I was attending some sort of crafting group/workshop at a craft store (looked a lot like Michael's) once a week or so. Toward the end of this period I was carving some tiny animal out of wood, and sitting next to me was this gray-haired man in his 40s who I felt strangely drawn to. (We both occasionally would find ourselves hiding in the same back corner of the store to avoid all the other people, but we wouldn't speak to each other) We had some sort of telepathic connection which really intensified one day out of the blue, so we left the others to go have weird astral sex (I really don't know how to describe it) in another part of the store. At some point during all this it occurred to me that he was actually dead, and in some temporary body/state of being that wasn't quite physical (but also not quite a ghost yet). Finally we left the store and gravitated toward this large cathedral which was also very tall (the entrance was like several hundred feet away from the ground) and had a courtyard down below it. While flying around the cathedral we noticed this strange guardian type figure pacing around inside it-- a southeast asian man dressed in a black and white old-timey poofy mime outfit, a black beret and sunglasses. He had some ridiculous sounding title, and we weren't surprised to see him there-- we were like "Oh, yes, of course, that's ol' ______." So we perched on a ledge outside the cathedral and I began asking him questions related to his death (as he still hadn't completed the death process, spiritually I suppose). There were also lots of old early 90s computers stored in a back area of the church which all contained countless documents which all seemed to be written by the same person.. they were all very detailed (but matter-of-fact, not gushy or anything) diary entries pertaining to their sexual encounters inside the church with two specific unnamed people. I was skimming through all of it, trying to find something in particular. Anyway at some point my mother and grandfather (plus some small mystery boy) showed up, and were inside a large room in the church that had been turned into a very fancy dining room and I remarked that the decor was "very telenovela" and some cryptic conversations happened which I don't recall-- anyway, later me and the partial ghost man became separated, leaving me and my mom wandering around looking for somewhere to eat, and then I remembered that ghost man mentioned that his dead father was around also-- just temporarily visiting-- and was at a nearby restaurant that he and his wife had owned when he was still alive so I brought my mom there to see his father and he was there sitting outside the restaurant. He had gray curly hair, lightly tanned skin, silver-framed oval glasses and very striking light blue eyes (and oddly didn't look much older than partial ghost man). He seemed only vaguely aware of us but he had a very gentle, pleasant demeanor. That's about all I remember.
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08-05-2020, 05:27 AM | #1358 (permalink) |
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That sounds like the plot to an Haruki Murakami novel
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08-05-2020, 10:41 AM | #1359 (permalink) | ||
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Amazing, why don't I have dreams like that. Most of the dreams I've remembered in the last few years are just me wandering around lost, and getting more and more lost as I try to find my way to wherever I want to be.
Last night I dreamt that I was trying to rent a room in a beautiful old house, a bit dilapidated in that lovely picturesque way (but habitable), but I couldn't for some reason, everything seemed to get in the way One of the most obvious dreams I've ever had: my current housing situation is a frustrating mess because my landlady forced me to move last month
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