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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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i once dreamt that i was floating, through the window, in my bedroom, though i don't know if it was a dream fr i had jsut been awake, though i might have slipped into rem faster than normal, the reaction time, and perception in dreams are gretly enhanced as though it palys out how you are going to be, if your alternate life in the dream, was your adult life, or the subconcious memory of someone, and you were their memory, or their your prenomition. However, the people arounf you, yourself, me i you dont know i am real, for all i could be a computer, a dream, a memory, life in itself, you, or your mind, a subconcious doorway into an elightement, DREAM FOR DESTINY
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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not really
Join Date: Jan 2007
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what i hate is when your dreaming, and you know its a dream yet you can't wake up..those piss me off.
anyway the worst dream i had recently, was i was busy shooting terrorists with a machine gun or something(equipped with rambo-headband and all) and one of them shot me with a rocket launcher and i died.. |
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They call me Tundra Boy
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: In your linen cupboard.
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I had a dream that I was trying to walk through a pub towards the crowded bar, but there was a fat bald man in a black leather jacket blocking my way through the crowd. It seemed inconvenient to walk around him, so I tried to push him out of the way. He didn't move and he didn't seem to notice I was pushing him, so I pushed harder and he started to very gradually slide across the floor and out of my way.
At that point I woke up and found that I was pushing my girlfriend out of bed and that she, still asleep, was making very quiet disagreeing noises. |
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They call me Tundra Boy
Join Date: Sep 2005
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I had another dream in which I was sat outside on a bright summers day, eating lunch under a table with a parasol shade and with lots of plates of food to choose from. Suddenly a cat jumped onto the table and started to explore the food. I watched it with annoyance as it went from one plate to another, investigating and dirtying the available foodstuffs. It then reached my plate and tried to have a nibble at my lunch, at which point I swung at it and hit it off the table.
I woke up to find I'd just hit my girlfriend in the back of the head. She woke up and asked what was going on, so I explained about the cat. |
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Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: detroit
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![]() Yesterday I had a dream that I called my old babysitter's house from a long time ago. Her daughter answered the phone and told me she died over the summer. So I was extremely sad and went to her house in Windsor to check it out. When I got there it had transformed into some sort of dark mansion. I went into this basement and her cat (that I named) clawed my eyes horribly. After that I went a little further to see (in the darkest part of the basement, that I hated) the corpses of all her family members. Apparently the daughter had slaughtered them all, fearing that they were going to kill her. The cat had completely torn out all their eyes, and as I lifted my eyes to see what was on the rafter, there was a noose and the cat. The cat jumped down and I felt its claws, then the dream was over. Another one I had yesterday was a denied threesome, not fun. Not fun at all.
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not really
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trying to push her off the bed, slapping her on the head.. |
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#8 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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...what? yeah it is, though i dream to see the future
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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#10 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
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i haven't found it yet -_-
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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