Dream Thread

[CrystalGeezer]

Last night and the night before I've woken to dreams about organizing stuff. The night before i don't remember the setting, but I was trying to make stuff more neat and orderly in a confined space. Last night I was helping my mom paint a room and move furniture and open windows that were boarded up. Outside the room was an exotic animal pasture where you could look out the window and see rare African animals. I jumped out the window and starting talking to one of the ranchers and he was burying a dog that had been disemboweled by one of the animals. He pet it's butt as he scooped the dirt over him to bury him and the dog jumped up and I said "He's still alive!" and the ranchers said "Yeah but not for long." I then wanted to stop seeing that so I went back into the room and my mom had done A TON of stuff while i was gone and we kept cleaning.

:squiffy:

[realitybites]

Two nights ago I had a dream with actor Ryan Gosling. No interpretation necessary. :D

[CrystalGeezer]

Two nights ago I had a dream with actor Ryan Gosling. No interpretation necessary. :D

Wet?

http://lavieboston.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/ryan-gosling-rain.jpg

Or dry? :D

http://www.flicksandbits.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/ryan-gosling-drive.jpg

Or should I say dryve? Geddit? Geddit? Oh the hilarity!!!! :rofl:

[realitybites]

Wet?

http://lavieboston.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/ryan-gosling-rain.jpg

Or dry? :D

http://www.flicksandbits.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/ryan-gosling-drive.jpg

Or should I say dryve? Geddit? Geddit? Oh the hilarity!!!! :rofl:

I geddit. Great movie--understated hotness. Oh that charisma. What a charmer he is. Did you see the film? Best flick I've seen this year.

[CrystalGeezer]

I geddit. Great movie--understated hotness. Oh that charisma. What a charmer he is. Did you see the film? Best flick I've seen this year.

I haven't. I wanted to though! My movie buddy HATES Ryan Gosling for some reason. He wouldn't go see Blue Valentine when I wanted to, I suggested this and he panned it saying it wouldn't be like the original and "that Ryan" is in it. :p SO I thought I'd go alone and make a double feature with Dolphin Tale to soften up the intensity. I have a sensitive brain. :o Sometimes I'll see an intense movie and it'll send me into a three day comatose of imagery and mind babies. :D

[KenzieW]

I have been watching too much Doctor Who I think. Last week I dreamt something about the TARDIS. Another night I dreamt about Christopher Eccleston Doctor. Then last night I dreamt I was on a spaceship with my sister, and then this morning I dreamt about Matt Smith Doctor Who.

[realitybites]

I haven't. I wanted to though! My movie buddy HATES Ryan Gosling for some reason. He wouldn't go see Blue Valentine when I wanted to, I suggested this and he panned it saying it wouldn't be like the original and "that Ryan" is in it. :p SO I thought I'd go alone and make a double feature with Dolphin Tale to soften up the intensity. I have a sensitive brain. :o Sometimes I'll see an intense movie and it'll send me into a three day comatose of imagery and mind babies. :D

Loved Blue Valentine. Your friend may like Drive as it isn't really a chick flick--like many of the films Gosling stars in can be slated as being. It is violent and action packed. Guys like that stuff. Your friend may not like Gosling because he's not a guy's guy. Women seem to adore him though. And from what I've observed, gays love him too.

[CrystalGeezer]

Loved Blue Valentine. Your friend may like Drive as it isn't really a chick flick--like many of the films Gosling stars in can be slated as being. It is violent and action packed. Guys like that stuff. Your friend may not like Gosling because he's not a guy's guy. Women seem to adore him though. And from what I've observed, gays love him too.

Yeah, I can see that.

[DAVIE]

I dream some evil basterd cut off the head of a suffering crying man and he was still crying when his head was chopped off. I was disturbed...

[CrystalGeezer]

I dream some evil basterd cut off the head of a suffering crying man and he was still crying when his head was chopped off. I was disturbed...

That is disturbing. I saw a photograph yesterday, a few of them. This lady went mental and decided she wanted to kill her husband. So she started giving him fellatio while he was on the couch and had her boyfriend walk up and stab him in the neck while she was doing that as a distraction. So he dies and then they take off their clothes, the lady and the boyfriend, and they start taking pics of themself cutting off his body parts, his peener and his head and his hands and whatnot. Then they pose his head with his peener in his own mouth. THEN, they decide to go down to the local 1 hour photo lab and have the pictures DEVELOPED! Of course they get caught, but it was a bizarre bit of darkness for my mind to process last night. :squiffy:

[billy scissors]

I had another of those night terrors again the other night,the paralysing thing.That's two in about a month or so.This one was scary.

[DAVIE]

I had another of those night terrors again the other night,the paralysing thing.That's two in about a month or so.This one was scary.

What happened??

[DAVIE]

That is disturbing. I saw a photograph yesterday, a few of them. This lady went mental and decided she wanted to kill her husband. So she started giving him fellatio while he was on the couch and had her boyfriend walk up and stab him in the neck while she was doing that as a distraction. So he dies and then they take off their clothes, the lady and the boyfriend, and they start taking pics of themself cutting off his body parts, his peener and his head and his hands and whatnot. Then they pose his head with his peener in his own mouth. THEN, they decide to go down to the local 1 hour photo lab and have the pictures DEVELOPED! Of course they get caught, but it was a bizarre bit of darkness for my mind to process last night. :squiffy:

The weird thing is....some people want to make these images into films! *shivers*

[billy scissors]

What happened??
The usual thing.I cant move a muscle,cant even move my head and this thing is holding me down and Im trying to fight it.I can just about manage a "Ugh" if you get what I mean.But this time,each time I made the sound,I could hear like a footstep on the landing,like something is out there.
I dont believe in ghosts and all that shit,but this time I was frightened.

[DAVIE]

The usual thing.I cant move a muscle,cant even move my head and this thing is holding me down and Im trying to fight it.I can just about manage a "Ugh" if you get what I mean.But this time,each time I made the sound,I could hear like a footstep on the landing,like something is out there.
I dont believe in ghosts and all that shit,but this time I was frightened.

did you think there may have been an intruder?

[billy scissors]

did you think there may have been an intruder?

No,just something to do with the whole paralysed thing.It only lasts a few minutes,I dont worry about it

[DAVIE]

No,just something to do with the whole paralysed thing.It only lasts a few minutes,I dont worry about it

I hate it when I hear things move in the kitchen when I'm in bed and its quiet....it scares me!

[nothappynotsad]

I had kind of a half nightmare last night. It's a reoccurring dream where I'm looking for my cat franticly for some reason and I find five cats that all look exactly like her with the same collar and tag and everything. It's terrifying because I can't figure out which cat is Dali and which cats are the impostors. It's debilitating because I need to leave and I can't very well carry five different cats at the same time and I can't risk leaving Dali so I'm just stuck, alone, with five cats. I'm crazy or something.

[billy scissors]

I had kind of a half nightmare last night. It's a reoccurring dream where I'm looking for my cat franticly for some reason and I find five cats that all look exactly like her with the same collar and tag and everything. It's terrifying because I can't figure out which cat is Dali and which cats are the impostors. It's debilitating because I need to leave and I can't very well carry five different cats at the same time and I can't risk leaving Dali so I'm just stuck, alone, with five cats. I'm crazy or something.

Ive had umpteen dreams about cats TALKING to me.In English...

[DAVIE]

I had kind of a half nightmare last night. It's a reoccurring dream where I'm looking for my cat franticly for some reason and I find five cats that all look exactly like her with the same collar and tag and everything. It's terrifying because I can't figure out which cat is Dali and which cats are the impostors. It's debilitating because I need to leave and I can't very well carry five different cats at the same time and I can't risk leaving Dali so I'm just stuck, alone, with five cats. I'm crazy or something.

I have that when I'm finding my guinea pigs in my dreams....I have a heart attack! :D

[CrystalGeezer]

The usual thing.I cant move a muscle,cant even move my head and this thing is holding me down and Im trying to fight it.I can just about manage a "Ugh" if you get what I mean.But this time,each time I made the sound,I could hear like a footstep on the landing,like something is out there.
I dont believe in ghosts and all that shit,but this time I was frightened.

Are you awake and can't move? Or dreaming you can't move? That sounds frightening. Maybe when you sleep you float off to some other body that's being hugged or something and it translates as feeling constricted in your brain?


I had kind of a half nightmare last night. It's a reoccurring dream where I'm looking for my cat franticly for some reason and I find five cats that all look exactly like her with the same collar and tag and everything. It's terrifying because I can't figure out which cat is Dali and which cats are the impostors. It's debilitating because I need to leave and I can't very well carry five different cats at the same time and I can't risk leaving Dali so I'm just stuck, alone, with five cats. I'm crazy or something.

Frustrating!

[juno]

The usual thing.I cant move a muscle,cant even move my head and this thing is holding me down and Im trying to fight it.I can just about manage a "Ugh" if you get what I mean.But this time,each time I made the sound,I could hear like a footstep on the landing,like something is out there.
I dont believe in ghosts and all that shit,but this time I was frightened.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_paralysis

You probably experienced this, and it's terrifying but extremely common. Basically your body is still asleep, but your brain is trying to wake up.

[billy scissors]

Are you awake and can't move? Or dreaming you can't move? That sounds frightening. Maybe when you sleep you float off to some other body that's being hugged or something and it translates as feeling constricted in your brain?



Frustrating!

I feel I'm wide awake,just can't move my arms ,legs,anything.I bet its Jackie London...sticking pins in me..

[CrystalGeezer]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_paralysis

You probably experienced this, and it's terrifying but extremely common. Basically your body is still asleep, but your brain is trying to wake up.

He probably just has schizophrenia.

[Mars_Rover]

Sleep paralysis is very scary. It used to happen to me when I was a kid; I think it's to do with too much stress 'n anxiety.

I had a pleasant dream last night that I was visiting Jimmy Page's spectacular London mansion.

[billy scissors]

He probably just has schizophrenia.

I saw the ghost of Gloria Gaynor in my bedroom last night.At first I was afraid..

[CrystalGeezer]

I saw the ghost of Gloria Gaynor in my bedroom last night.At first I was afraid..

That must have been petrifying.

[DAVIE]

I saw the ghost of Gloria Gaynor in my bedroom last night.At first I was afraid..

:D haha, trust you Billy! nobody could pull that off apart from you

[billy scissors]

I have weird dreams,usually just before i wake in the morning.Today,I dreamt i was in a kind of second-hand shop.On a little table there was lots of junk,basically.
I remember seeing a pair of sunglasses and a little fob watch with the chain missing.The watchmakers were "Smiths".

[nothappynotsad]

I had a dream that CrystalGeezer was in a knife fight. No one got hurt in my dream but it was scary nonetheless.

[CrystalGeezer]

I had a dream that CrystalGeezer was in a knife fight. No one got hurt in my dream but it was scary nonetheless.

:squiffy: Was I winning?

[nothappynotsad]

:squiffy: Was I winning?

Yes, you seemed to be. You had a very large kitchen knife and appeared to be fighting in self-defense.

[DAVIE]

:squiffy: Was I winning?

:lbf:

[KenzieW]

Last night I had another dream about Doctor Who.

So, I was with the doctor (who is played in this dream by Christopher Eccleston) and some other people where there. (A man and a woman and my little sister. I don't know if there were other people, because when my dream started I was looking out the window, and I was just aware of the doctor, the woman, and my sister standing next to me.) Outside the window we could see the zombie invasion. These zombies weren't really zombies, it's just the best name I could give them. There bodies were wobbly and jiggly and they were insane and just walking around and saying random things. There was a crowd of them outside and they looked like a crowd of zombies. (And somehow the zombie disease was spread through dancing. I don't understand this bit, but I am sure if I had reached the end of my dream, the doctor would have had a great explanation.) Anyway, a crowd of them outside the building/TARDIS. :eek:

So the woman, my sister, and I run out hand-in-hand to get away while the doctor splits up to do his doctory stuff and save the day. As we are running, we try to squeeze around the zombies, because we don't know if the disease can also be spread through touch, and ewww they are wobbly zombies. So as we are running I say to the woman I am running with (in scared voice), "It looks like the apocalypse, zombie apocalypse." We pass a cheerleader running from the zombies. We get to this school building and run inside (by the way, it is evening). We are running down the halls, and then we are in this room where they are about to have a recital. With DANCING!!!! Little girls dressed up that could turn into zombies at any moment. So we are like, "We have to get out of here." But this school lady who we angered in an earlier unseen scene wants us to watch the kids recital and is looking at us like we are rude for running in and out. And she is blocking the door. But we run around her, and keep running until we get out of the building, and we are free. (Soaring feeling of freedom here.):highfive:

Then we have a car and drive away. (At this bit my dream changed for a while, but then switched more back.) I asked the person driving to stop because I had to use the bathroom. I got out and got some food from this restaurant that was closing to take back to the car, and then went to find the bathroom. All the restaurants were closed or closing, so I had to keep walking. I found one of those public restroom places just a little down the street, and I went inside. Grey and dreary and dirty like most public restroom buildings I have seen. I look for a stall, and then turn towards the mirror and see a little boy reflected in the mirror. I am terrified and think, "Ahhh, what if he is one of them?" And then run quickly into a large stall hoping he hasn't seen me, but he did. He follows towards my stall and then his mom has come into the bathroom and is coming towards my stall too. They are both zombies and the mom is wobbly and insane and talking crazy about puppies and the kid is starting to go insane. In my head I am thinking, "No, I am trapped, I am going to die." But I make a plan. I shout about there being puppies outside, hoping the crazy lady who is mumbling about puppies will go with her kid, and I show them out. They actually go (wow, right?) and then I am free again. :clap:

I find this grocery store bathroom, which is probably better. I get in the store and see my group standing around. (Doctor Who had a large group of people involved this time.) The doctor isn't there, but I am happy to see my people. The one guy hugs me really hard and says, "You're ok!" Then we do nothing important around the store. (I look for a clean bathroom stall to use to no avail. And the other people are making their bathroom stops and catching up on what is going on.) And then the zombies are here. We run out and the doctor is waiting outside with a car (Yay, the doctor!). I am the first in, but the rest of the group are slower to get out and the zombies start coming towards our car. They are singing some song and rocking our car on the doctor's side. :drama:

But then the dream changed, and I didn't see how it ended. Bummer, one of my favorite parts is when the doctor wins.:doh:

[DAVIE]

I dreamt I was with my nana and her friend....and I had taken up smoking! something I would never do! :squiffy:
Then I went on to find some socks...I never did find them

[CrystalGeezer]

I just woke from a dream that I was in a Hare Krsna temple and the service was about to start. I was in a lot of pain, some of it due to hunger in the dream, and I wandered back stage where there was a bed for honored guests. It had white sheets and the bed was made of dark wood as was the night stand. On the night stand was a selection of cellophane packages with biscotti and cookies and crackers in them, but I was hungry for something more substantial. So I left the room and got in a car and started randomly driving looking for food and I woke up. :D

[Raphael Lambach]

I dreamnt that my girlfrined was ignoring me.. I dunno why.. but she was...

[CrystalGeezer]

This is actually a Morrissey dream but I couldn't find the thread. A really weird Morrissey dream. :squiffy:

I dreamt I walked up to a window that had two seats, next to me was a girl who I gathered was a hardened Morrissey fan. There were two chairs that we could sit in and a counter. It wasn't a window so much as an open passageway to an unfinished room that had no drywall, like the inside of a garage. Morrissey was in the room and was busy milling about moving things from one stack to another, piles of papers, it was our opportunity to ask him questions. But it wasn;t current day Morrissey, it was Morrissey as a young boy, like 13 or 14. But he had a band and we were aware of him. The girl next to me didn't ask any questions but she stared at him the whole time. I asked him if he was aware of being with a spirit and he said he didn;t know what I was talking about, he just sings the songs. It was like a replay of me asking him if he sees signs, except in the dream I genuinely believed he was just singing the songs and not relating to the pain of the songs. I was also under the impression it wasn't him, that I was talking to a Beiberesque version of Morrissey, like a puppet. He handed us a poster for his upcoming show, he was playing an indie festival in Oregon with other bands like Beulah and Little Wings. And I noticed a giant thick book he was trying to study but we were distracting him, he was trying to get his MBA, or Masters of Business Administration. A young kid walked up behind me and wanted me to hand him a question written on a napkin, the question asked if he aligned his thinking about the sun with Jack Donaghy, (a charachter on 30 rock) and I told the kid it was a stupid question and not to ask him that. By this time Morrissey was completely immersed in studying his MBA book and was tuning all of us out.

[CrystalGeezer]

Not last night but maybe a couple nights ago (I suddenly just remembered it) I had a dream I was watching myself make a cutout. I was watching myself make art. Or I was making it, it was confusing, so much so that I woke up. :squiffy:

[the raytownian]

YO, this is really embarrassing to admit, but I dreamt that I actually DID meet Moz in the blur of days I've spent without a computer (because I smartly punched the lights out of my craptop's LCD screen in a hissy-fit of man-child rage).

It's really pathetic and sappy, but it was in, like, an airport. I met Morrissey and was crying for some reason, and he held my face in the mounds of outer-coating (trench coats, scarves) he was wearing as a means of consolement and sang something to me. I don't remember what. It was a lot less ridiculous, saccharine and absurd than it sounds though, honest.

Then I rode away from the airport place, my mother in the driver's seat.

Gay, rite?

[CrystalGeezer]

YO, this is really embarrassing to admit, but I dreamt that I actually DID meet Moz in the blur of days I've spent without a computer (because I smartly punched the lights out of my craptop's LCD screen in a hissy-fit of man-child rage).

It's really pathetic and sappy, but it was in, like, an airport. I met Morrissey and was crying for some reason, and he held my face in the mounds of outer-coating (trench coats, scarves) he was wearing as a means of consolement and sang something to me. I don't remember what. It was a lot less ridiculous, saccharine and absurd than it sounds though, honest.

Then I rode away from the airport place, my mother in the driver's seat.

Gay, rite?

No. Lovely.

[the raytownian]

It really was... I wish I could articulate how totally natural, un-awkward and utterly non-homoerotic it was in my dreams...

I guess it was more like an orphan seeing their biological parent for the first time, assuming they wanted to, anyway (that's the best poor analogy I can muster).

Still, no matter how I try to slice up this creepy pie, it makes me sound like every other mentally unstable Morrissey fanatic... Maybe I am. :(

[KenzieW]

YO, this is really embarrassing to admit, but I dreamt that I actually DID meet Moz in the blur of days I've spent without a computer (because I smartly punched the lights out of my craptop's LCD screen in a hissy-fit of man-child rage).

It's really pathetic and sappy, but it was in, like, an airport. I met Morrissey and was crying for some reason, and he held my face in the mounds of outer-coating (trench coats, scarves) he was wearing as a means of consolement and sang something to me. I don't remember what. It was a lot less ridiculous, saccharine and absurd than it sounds though, honest.

Then I rode away from the airport place, my mother in the driver's seat.

Gay, rite?

No, that's sweet. It sounds like a great dream. :)

[DAVIE]

I dreamt I was standing in my own house, getting in my sports car, going to my dream job to make my money for Mrs Davie and the kids.....then I bloody woke up in my old dark smelly bedroom to find i have no house, no job, no kids and no sports car...bloody flaming dreams!!!

[CrystalGeezer]

I dreamt I was standing in my own house, getting in my sports car, going to my dream job to make my money for Mrs Davie and the kids.....then I bloody woke up in my old dark smelly bedroom to find i have no house, no job, no kids and no sports car...bloody flaming dreams!!!

ou have a Miss Davie though. You're half way there! :p

[DAVIE]

ou have a Miss Davie though. You're half way there! :p

hahaha...possibly?

[CrystalGeezer]

Last night I had a dream I had a special Xray vision that could detect stains, like when you shine a blacklight over something and you can see where the dog peed? I could do that all the time, except I could tell what the stain was and the origin of the stain, like if it was a drink spilled, I could have a flashback of the drink spilling, or if it was vomit, I could see who vomitted it. So my friend and I, (my friend who is so OCD about cleanliness that in real life she uses bleach wipes to clean her hands) checked into this hotel of a long anticipated vacation and there were stains EVERYWHERE but she couldn't see them. And she was so excited about the room and all I could see were the cum stains and vomit piles and poop smears, and she was sitting in the middle of them all, oblivious. And i didn;t tell her because I didn't want to ruin her vacation since we split the room and were both on a budget.

[Oh my god, it's Robby!]

my dreams here are a bit frightening, more violent than they have been in years but at least they are in English, glorious English
often though, I find myself in WW1, in the trenches(a past life perhaps?) and in the latest one I was choking that incompetent, cowardly, 1st head of the BEF John French* when Nugo(the host family father here) restrained me from finishing him off saying:
"No Robi, no!"

*=Always thought it was bit odd that the first head of the BEF had the last name "French" don't you?

[CrystalGeezer]

Last night I had a dream where I was highjacked and it involved a mirror and something incredibly long. :straightface:

Can I go now?

[Urban the swede]

A few years back just after my mother had died I had dreams where I had control over myself like in real life. I think it started with me confronting some sort of demon that scared me in a dream. Normally one wakes up or just run away from it in the dream but this time I turned back and faced it and it was the back of my mother in her kitchen but when it turned the face was looking a bit like this:

http://hemmahoshelenaomajken.blogg.se/images/2012/skriet1_89157078_182078787.gif

When my mother had died I realised that what I saw in that dream was in fact my mothers face during those final minutes of her life. Many dreams followed where she called me up on my mobile phone and she was sitting with all the other people in our lives that had passed away and she sounded so happy. As soon as I realised in the dream that she was dead I got this chill and wanted to ask how she could call me and then I could not hear her on the phone anymore but I stayed on and told her how grateful I was that she contacted me to let me know she was ok.

In another dream she laid in her bed and I asked her what death was like and she told me "It's like nothing really". The power of being in control during a dream was unbelievable but it's been years since I was able to do that.

[billy scissors]

I dreamt I was trying to get home but couldn't remember my address.It was sheer panic and I ended up in tears.

I woke up and sat bolt upright - the type of 'wake up from a nightmare' that you see in films.

[Urban the swede]

My earlier dream description made no sense. I saw two versions of my mother in the kitchen and as I saw the other one I got scared and prepared to run out but got mad and confronted it and it turned around and had that frightful face.

[CrystalGeezer]

Same dream last night as the night before. I am at the top of a ladder looking into an attic and seeing what few possessions I have, books, comforter, stuff on my desk, knick knacks, my bicycle, packed up and in boxes placed there by my mom so that my life will be more convenient traveling around and living in other peoples houses. It has been decided that I get no creature comforts, that it is my sole job to stay at other's houses and only be available to answer her random questions when she feels compelled to call and ask them.

:( I think the dream addresses how depressing the outlook of my future is.

[CrystalGeezer]

I just woke from a weird one. :squiffy: I feel like I should preface it by saying two things. First I am a vegetarian, I don't eat any meat. Second that I have a fear of fires. Not a fear so much as an instinctual "Let's get the hell out of here!" that I think was implanted in me as a child when my father, a looky-loo, would see live footage of buildings burning down on the news and GO TO THE FIRE, take me out of bed sleeping to go watch the building burn down. I remember watching a furniture store burn down while sleepy in my pajamas sitting on my dad's shoulders in Pennsylvania. Another time it was a neighbors house I was woken up to watch burn down in the middle of the night.

Okay. So in the dream I was with some friends who dropped me off at an Arby's, then they went away somewhere else. I was sitting in a corner booth eating a roast beef sandwich. I was halfway through the sandwich when I thought, "I shouldn't be doing this, this is meat! What am I doing?" but I continued to finish the sandwich. The Arby's was on a hill in a newer neighborhood. There was nobody else inside the restaurant, it was very calm. But outside it was melee. There was an entire neighborhood of homes, we call them McMansions, completely engulfed in flames. It was like looking out the window and seeing all of these houses on fire:

http://www.seeing-stars.com/oc/ES-PelicanHillsHomes5.jpg

People were running around everywhere, the flames were getting closer to Arby's, fire trucks and sirens and chaos. But inside Arby's? Totally calm. Not a care in the world as I ate that sandwich. THen towards the end I thought, "I can't be eating this. Morrissey will sense the meat in my system and not want to kiss me." :o Then I woke up.

[Iona Mink]

I just woke from a weird one. :squiffy: I feel like I should preface it by saying two things. First I am a vegetarian, I don't eat any meat. Second that I have a fear of fires. Not a fear so much as an instinctual "Let's get the hell out of here!" that I think was implanted in me as a child when my father, a looky-loo, would see live footage of buildings burning down on the news and GO TO THE FIRE, take me out of bed sleeping to go watch the building burn down. I remember watching a furniture store burn down while sleepy in my pajamas sitting on my dad's shoulders in Pennsylvania. Another time it was a neighbors house I was woken up to watch burn down in the middle of the night.

Okay. So in the dream I was with some friends who dropped me off at an Arby's, then they went away somewhere else. I was sitting in a corner booth eating a roast beef sandwich. I was halfway through the sandwich when I thought, "I shouldn't be doing this, this is meat! What am I doing?" but I continued to finish the sandwich. The Arby's was on a hill in a newer neighborhood. There was nobody else inside the restaurant, it was very calm. But outside it was melee. There was an entire neighborhood of homes, we call them McMansions, completely engulfed in flames. It was like looking out the window and seeing all of these houses on fire:

http://www.seeing-stars.com/oc/ES-PelicanHillsHomes5.jpg

People were running around everywhere, the flames were getting closer to Arby's, fire trucks and sirens and chaos. But inside Arby's? Totally calm. Not a care in the world as I ate that sandwich. THen towards the end I thought, "I can't be eating this. Morrissey will sense the meat in my system and not want to kiss me." :o Then I woke up.

Reminds me of a scene from Weeds when the gated community, Agrestic burns down.

Me personally? I don't go to sleep to dream.

[VetTechOnFire]

I have been fortunate to have a reoccurring sex dream that involves a guy that I see at my AA meetings. The sex is incredible!!!! I keep on thinking I should just introduce myself, but I am afraid he would not live up to my expectations and just ruin the fabulous sex I am having with him. Every time I see him, I blush and giggle....

[lindsey1151]

I just woke from a weird one. :squiffy: I feel like I should preface it by saying two things. First I am a vegetarian, I don't eat any meat. Second that I have a fear of fires. Not a fear so much as an instinctual "Let's get the hell out of here!" that I think was implanted in me as a child when my father, a looky-loo, would see live footage of buildings burning down on the news and GO TO THE FIRE, take me out of bed sleeping to go watch the building burn down. I remember watching a furniture store burn down while sleepy in my pajamas sitting on my dad's shoulders in Pennsylvania. Another time it was a neighbors house I was woken up to watch burn down in the middle of the night.

Okay. So in the dream I was with some friends who dropped me off at an Arby's, then they went away somewhere else. I was sitting in a corner booth eating a roast beef sandwich. I was halfway through the sandwich when I thought, "I shouldn't be doing this, this is meat! What am I doing?" but I continued to finish the sandwich. The Arby's was on a hill in a newer neighborhood. There was nobody else inside the restaurant, it was very calm. But outside it was melee. There was an entire neighborhood of homes, we call them McMansions, completely engulfed in flames. It was like looking out the window and seeing all of these houses on fire:

http://www.seeing-stars.com/oc/ES-PelicanHillsHomes5.jpg

People were running around everywhere, the flames were getting closer to Arby's, fire trucks and sirens and chaos. But inside Arby's? Totally calm. Not a care in the world as I ate that sandwich. THen towards the end I thought, "I can't be eating this. Morrissey will sense the meat in my system and not want to kiss me." :o Then I woke up.
Wow your father took you to see fires in the middle of the night??? Thats one strange and crazy father!!!

[CrystalGeezer]

I have been fortunate to have a reoccurring sex dream that involves a guy that I see at my AA meetings. The sex is incredible!!!! I keep on thinking I should just introduce myself, but I am afraid he would not live up to my expectations and just ruin the fabulous sex I am having with him. Every time I see him, I blush and giggle....

That's a hard call. Funny though. :D


Wow your father took you to see fires in the middle of the night??? Thats one strange and crazy father!!!

I have so many stories. :straightface: I was born in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. And when I was about 4 there was a nuclear disaster in Pennsylvania called Three Mile Island (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Three_Mile_Island_accident). Maybe not fully understanding the dangers associated with nuclear disasters, my father piled the family INTO THE CAR and drove TO THREE MILE ISLAND, not away from it, TOWARDS IT so we could get a better look. :squiffy: My craziness is probably brain damage from being exposed to leaking radiation in my growing years. Do you know how many car accidents I've been in while NOT wearing a seatbelt?
I seriously should be dead now.

[lindsey1151]

Last night I dreamt that a girl showed me a picture of her around 9 years old holding a baby around 6 months old at a Smiths concert around 1986 in the front row! I didnt know where it was but I think it was in england because she had a british accent. She told me that after that picture was taken a stage invasion started and she got onstage with the baby and hugged Morrissey then after the show she met The Smiths and Morrissey took her baby and held her then gave the baby back to her She said it was the best night of her life I dont remember if the baby was a boy or girl but I think it was a girl. And then she said that there were other kids with there parents at the gig too. I got so jelous then I woke up!!!

[Anonymous]

It's really pathetic and sappy, but it was in, like, an airport. I met Morrissey and was crying for some reason, and he held my face in the mounds of outer-coating (trench coats, scarves) he was wearing as a means of consolement and sang something to me.

It's weird: I was just trying to picture this scene, and I thought to myself, "I can't imagine Morrissey singing!" as though the whole idea was just too far-fetched.

[CrystalGeezer]

I had a dream I was tied to a wooden chair, my hands behind my back. A girl from my facebook who always posts things about how much fun she's having at bars in Lake Tahoe was the leader of a gang of people having fun in ski masks. They filled my mouth with crushed ice and took giant swigs of rum and spit it into my mouth. THey were telling me how much fun I was having because they were getting me drunk. Some of them would just spit the rum into my mouth which was warm from their mouths (the ice wasn't helping to cool the rum) but some of them were spitting extra, not just rum. I woke up coughing and thought to note this particular dream.

[123xyz]

my dreams here are a bit frightening, more violent than they have been in years but at least they are in English, glorious English
often though, I find myself in WW1, in the trenches(a past life perhaps?) and in the latest one I was choking that incompetent, cowardly, 1st head of the BEF John French* when Nugo(the host family father here) restrained me from finishing him off saying:
"No Robi, no!"

*=Always thought it was bit odd that the first head of the BEF had the last name "French" don't you?



I'm not surprised you're having those sorts of dreams, Robby. If it's any consolation , I had a dream just the other night about a contact in a botanical gardens with .... well, with an opponent our army's faced a number of times in the last 40-ish years.

[Oh my god, it's Robby!]

I'm not surprised you're having those sorts of dreams, Robby. If it's any consolation , I had a dream just the other night about a contact in a botanical gardens with .... well, with an opponent our army's faced a number of times in the last 40-ish years.
yeah, it is what is, my dreams have been better of late though :)
here is my last one:
I dreamt of my father, one of the dead/departed that I miss so. We went to "the movies" only this was sometime in the future, where they have these tablets where you choose what you want you want to see. I chose the same thing as him, "The Mark Harmon Story" Mark was quarterback for UCLA so my dad always liked him. Anyways, in the movie, through the wonders of CGI, Mark plays himself through out it and we learn of his secret life as a real spy. None of that matters though, its not why I am writing this, its what he said, Bob(my dad) he said: "Go farther."
This is the kind of stupid shit that stays with you for a while, I hate it here in many ways, but feel like I am on the right track, the voice of my dead father speaking to me from a dream confirms this, but is also a reminder of how much I miss him so, even after more than 11 years. Its selfish, but part of me feel like his death at 53 "happened to me"{
I know it didn't, and there were long stretches(sometimes years) where we did not speak, but still, I could always talk to him if I really needed to. I don't have that now, not with anyone. Dreams like this both help and disturb me, oh well...

[CrystalGeezer]

Not a dream so much as a voice uttering one sentence during a nap this afternoon: "It's sad that she knows." Perhaps naked, heard no laughter.

[lindsey1151]

Last night I had a dream that Greg Lake and his daughter Natasha came to my school to visit for the day and I couldn't believe it! Greg Lake said that he worked at my school in 2005 but my school opened in 2006!!! And then we went to the gym together and we played basketball!!! Then I woke up!!!

[lindsey1151]

Last night I had a nightmare that my sister started screaming I cant breathe she couldnt breath for abouth 15 mins then her nose started bleeding thru both nostrils!!! Then I woke up!

[dave.jay1@ntlworld.com]

...I Had a(nother) briliant nightmare last night....I had small living maggots crawling out of my (facial) cheek on the inside of my mouth. As they "Hatched" in fresh air, they died, but other living ones kept pushing out, and joining the mass of dead/dying ones, attached to my cheek. They were also growing out of my litlte finger. I saw my Doctor ( who just happened to be pete Wylie, of "Wah! Heat/Mighty Wah!" fame ??!!) who prescribed 3 days in a small locked locked room, and to smoke
"Capstan" full strength cigarettes continually, as this would kill the emerging ones, and also any still inside my body.... cheers Doc!!

[lindsey1151]

...I Had a(nother) briliant nightmare last night....I had small living maggots crawling out of my (facial) cheek on the inside of my mouth. As they "Hatched" in fresh air, they died, but other living ones kept pushing out, and joining the mass of dead/dying ones, attached to my cheek. They were also growing out of my litlte finger. I saw my Doctor ( who just happened to be pete Wylie, of "Wah! Heat/Mighty Wah!" fame ??!!) who prescribed 3 days in a small locked locked room, and to smoke
"Capstan" full strength cigarettes continually, as this would kill the emerging ones, and also any still inside my body.... cheers Doc!!
Mustve been scary!!!

[!Viva Hate!]

I had a dream I was tied to a wooden chair, my hands behind my back. A girl from my facebook who always posts things about how much fun she's having at bars in Lake Tahoe was the leader of a gang of people having fun in ski masks. They filled my mouth with crushed ice and took giant swigs of rum and spit it into my mouth. THey were telling me how much fun I was having because they were getting me drunk. Some of them would just spit the rum into my mouth which was warm from their mouths (the ice wasn't helping to cool the rum) but some of them were spitting extra, not just rum. I woke up coughing and thought to note this particular dream.

This is a "dream" thread, not a "fantasies" thread. Please stay on topic.

[nothappynotsad]

I had a dream I was tied to a wooden chair, my hands behind my back. A girl from my facebook who always posts things about how much fun she's having at bars in Lake Tahoe was the leader of a gang of people having fun in ski masks. They filled my mouth with crushed ice and took giant swigs of rum and spit it into my mouth. THey were telling me how much fun I was having because they were getting me drunk. Some of them would just spit the rum into my mouth which was warm from their mouths (the ice wasn't helping to cool the rum) but some of them were spitting extra, not just rum. I woke up coughing and thought to note this particular dream.

Are you sure it was "rum"?

[dave.jay1@ntlworld.com]

Mustve been scary!!!



Oh Lindsey, you have NO IDEA what sort of strange nightmares I have !!...that one was pretty "Mild" compared to some........:eek::)
:)

[Iona Mink]

The dreams in which I am dying are the best I've ever had.

[MindlessRuffian]

I've been having a random, non recurring, different nightmare every night for a month. The most recent involved living in an apartment with my coworkers while guards with automatic weapons stood guard. The told me I was going to die because I made the wrong thing for dinner. I woke up.

[Iona Mink]

I've been having a random, non recurring, different nightmare every night for a month. The most recent involved living in an apartment with my coworkers while guards with automatic weapons stood guard. The told me I was going to die because I made the wrong thing for dinner. I woke up.

Sprouts?

[Skylarker]

I had a dream that Viva Hate and I were at the funeral of a girl neither of us knew, who had died of a malignant tumor, but her dad had also had a tumor, which had killed him as well, but before they died, as they had lain their convalescing together, dying of cancer, their tumors had gotten so big that they came out of their bodies and wrapped around each other like vines so the father and daughter got intertwined in each other's tumors and died together and had to be buried together.

Yep, I had that dream around 3 a.m. and wrote it down on my arm before going back to bed.

[Skylarker]

The dreams in which I am dying are the best I've ever had.


http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhicg1INJS1qardvwo1_500.gif

[MindlessRuffian]

Sprouts?

To my understanding, sandwiches. Perhaps they wanted a hot meal.

[lindsey1151]

Last night I had a dream That we were on a bus In Norfolk VA going somewhere I cant remember but Morrissey was with us and when I got home in that dream I went to Morrissey's twitter account (he had a twitter account in my dream) and he twitted when I was on the bus I went into my own little world!!! :p Then I woke up!!!

[dave.jay1@ntlworld.com]

..I lost my dog on sunday( 15th july, due to old age/cancer etc......R.I.P. Millie)...On the wednesday night, I had a dream that I was somehow buying a rifle, and the shop owner placed a Living, healthy cat on a bed as a target...I aimed at the back of its neck, and fired......( at this stage, I should say I have NEVER deliberately hurt any animal..) The "Bullet" blew the cats throat and face out all over the bed, and it squirmed and screamed in absolute agony...The shopkeeper picked its writhing body up, and threw it in a dustbin, and said " They NEVER Die, we just use them again..."... Ho Hum....about Par for me....sweet dreams....

[Skylarker]

..I lost my dog on sunday( 15th july, due to old age/cancer etc......R.I.P. Millie)...On the wednesday night, I had a dream that I was somehow buying a rifle, and the shop owner placed a Living, healthy cat on a bed as a target...I aimed at the back of its neck, and fired......( at this stage, I should say I have NEVER deliberately hurt any animal..) The "Bullet" blew the cats throat and face out all over the bed, and it squirmed and screamed in absolute agony...The shopkeeper picked its writhing body up, and threw it in a dustbin, and said " They NEVER Die, we just use them again..."... Ho Hum....about Par for me....sweet dreams....

http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_leftk562o31qf8yek.gif

[lindsey1151]

Last night I had a dream that The Smiths had reunited and I was at the concert and skylarker was with me for some reason and we didnt know what the opening act was going to be then all of a sudden the opening act came on the stage it was Emerson Lake and Palmer they had reunited for the opening act with The Smiths and since it was a GA admission venue and we were at the front row center I was so happy and skylarker was annoyed but he was stuck there and at the end before The Smiths came on stage Skylarker said that wasn't that bad I actually love Emerson Lake and Palmer now! I was soo happy then I woke up!!!

[Skylarker]

Last night I had a dream that The Smiths had reunited and I was at the concert and skylarker was with me for some reason and we didnt know what the opening act was going to be then all of a sudden the opening act came on the stage it was Emerson Lake and Palmer they had reunited for the opening act with The Smiths and since it was a GA admission venue and we were at the front row center I was so happy and skylarker was annoyed but he was stuck there and at the end before The Smiths came on stage Skylarker said that wasn't that bad I actually love Emerson Lake and Palmer now! I was soo happy then I woke up!!!

Oh, what a lucky man he was.

[!Viva Hate!]

Last night I had a dream that The Smiths had reunited and I was at the concert and skylarker was with me for some reason and we didnt know what the opening act was going to be then all of a sudden the opening act came on the stage it was Emerson Lake and Palmer they had reunited for the opening act with The Smiths and since it was a GA admission venue and we were at the front row center I was so happy and skylarker was annoyed but he was stuck there and at the end before The Smiths came on stage Skylarker said that wasn't that bad I actually love Emerson Lake and Palmer now! I was soo happy then I woke up!!!

Aww! Somebody has a crush on Skylarker!

[Skylarker]

Aww! Somebody has a crush on Skylarker!

Doubtful. I had a dream with you in it the other night; we were at some fucked up funeral. But I'm fairly certain I don't have a crush on you.

Dreams are weird like that. No rhyme or reason.

[!Viva Hate!]

Doubtful. I had a dream with you in it the other night; we were at some fucked up funeral. But I'm fairly certain I don't have a crush on you.

Dreams are weird like that. No rhyme or reason.

See: "Is/Does Morrissey" thread... ;)

[Skylarker]

Homey don't play dat.

[!Viva Hate!]

Homey don't play dat.

Homoey does, though...

[Skylarker]

Homoey does, though...

:lbf::lbf::lbf:

[!Viva Hate!]

:lbf::lbf::lbf:

Makes you wonder about Fire Marshal Bill.

[nothappynotsad]

Doubtful. I had a dream with you in it the other night; we were at some fucked up funeral. But I'm fairly certain I don't have a crush on you.

Dreams are weird like that. No rhyme or reason.


Was I there? Was it my fucked up funeral?

[Skylarker]

Was I there? Was it my fucked up funeral?

No I don't think you were in it, it was just Viva and me and a bunch of other people neither of us knew and we didn't talk to any of them, we just were kind of making mutual mental notes about it and occasionally joking to each other about how strange the circumstances were. It wasn't your funeral. I think I wrote about it in this thread a few posts up, unless I deleted it already, I don't remember.

[CrystalGeezer]

I had a dream I had an awesome dream. People in the park playing games in the dark. And what they played was a masquerade and from behind of walls of doubt a voice was crying out. Then I woke up.

[dave.jay1@ntlworld.com]

I had this dream last night......
Morrissey was playing at Liverpool philharmonic Hall. The place was almost empty...While we waited for him to come onstage, the few of us in the audience were singing "You have Killed me". Morrissey eventually appeared, and stepped off-stage, and wandered around the empty seats, sitting on peoples laps, and singing to them, and offering the Microphone to us to sing with him. The concert then stopped for about 20 minutes, whilst Boz sat at the side of the stage, doing the nights "Accounts" (...apparently, according to his handwriting,the band members get paid £50.00 GBP per night...). Whilst Boz was doing this, a small latino type chap lay on his side onstage, and played Blues riffs on a battered old "Spanish" guitar. As this was happening, Morrissey was walking through the theatre, offering People "Toffee Apples" from a tray...somehow, he noticed a raw (uncooked) Chicken on a silver platter on a chair near me....He looked at me accusingly, and asked me was it mine ??.....I told him it wasn't, it was for my wife (...I'm not married...). He then walked back to the stage, and I knew he was going to have me ejected, so I left anyway.....:crazy:

[dave.jay1@ntlworld.com]

9th August dream...( now THIS is more like it, for me...).
I was told by my brother that I had a twin sister, who was born shortly before me, in a local pub ( The Matlock) at 5.20 am, during a pub brawl, but died before an ambulance could arrive...he told me her name ( Emmedale ( note the No "R", Nothing to do with that Crap TV show...) Summer Susan, and that her body was preserved in a Hospital vault, and would I like to see her/It...so we both went to the hospital, where there was a childs head in a box on display...( I asked where the rest of her body was, and was told it had been stolen during the Pub brawl...). there was some sort of "Window" cut into the skull, and I could see the childs brain throbbing....A nurse then told us to leave, and, as we both kissed the glass of the showcase holding the head, the baby sighed.....then the lights in the box faded, and I woke up severely confuzzled.....R.I.P Emmedale....

[lindsey1151]

Last night I had a dream that I went to a playground in downtown Norfolk Va when I was swinging on the swings I spotted Morrissey swinging on the swing next to me then Morrissey walked up to me and kissed me on my face and my hand and I gave him a big hug and I kissed him and got his autograph and Morrissey said I love you then I asked him where he was coming from He answered something I cant remember than I woke up!!!

[CrystalGeezer]

Last night I had a dream that I went to a playground in downtown Norfolk Va when I was swinging on the swings I spotted Morrissey swinging on the swing next to me then Morrissey walked up to me and kissed me on my face and my hand and I gave him a big hug and I kissed him and got his autograph and Morrissey said I love you then I asked him where he was coming from He answered something I cant remember than I woke up!!!

He was going to listen to ELP. :p

[CrystalGeezer]

Not last night but the night before I had a dream that I gave my mom some money to buy a loaf of bread and she bought an in-ground swimming pool instead because "We really just needed it more than bread." It was fully installed and ready to swim in too! I keep thinking about the dream because I just walked outdoors where it was installed and it seemed so real in the dream I'm surprised it's not there. It's super muggy too. :D

[billy scissors]

Did some comedian flash their cock on telly, Saturday night?

Channel Four?

[CrystalGeezer]

Two part dream I just woke from. I feel like I should preface this by saying I was so tired last night I fell asleep the second my head hit the pillow. So in the middle of the night I have one of those dreams where nothing happens, just your entire body tingles and you wake up for a second and go back to sleep. So this morning I'm dreaming very vividly that I'm trying to give away a piece of custom brown carpet from my cousin's house to someone else from the back of my car and elsewhere, someone was mad that I was reallocating second-hand carpets. Not mad, just kept saying (without having a body, just a voice) "Why are you doing that? Why are you giving that person that other person's carpet!" Then the scene changes and I am topless in the bathroom of a women's gym, the walls are kind of grey. I am looking in the mirror getting ready and another woman walks about to me, topless, bare breasts, and says "Why won't you let me love you?" Then she starts clinging on to me and I'm standing there with my arms to my side saying nothing. Then she says, "Oh, hold on." and puts on a tshirt, then goes back to clinging to me and asking "Please just let me love you." and I tell her that I can't because I'm waiting. Then I woke up. But I felt like I was being hugged in the dream, I could feel my bare breasts next to the cotton of her tshirt after she put it on. I seriously DON'T have lesbian issues in real life. :p

[MIDNITE]

Last night I had a dream that I went to a playground in downtown Norfolk Va when I was swinging on the swings I spotted Morrissey swinging on the swing next to me then Morrissey walked up to me and kissed me on my face and my hand and I gave him a big hug and I kissed him and got his autograph and Morrissey said I love you then I asked him where he was coming from He answered something I cant remember than I woke up!!!

just popped onto the forums and noticed this!

This dream you had reminds of me of something ! :)

(Deleted the lot!)

[lindsey1151]

Last night I had a dream that I went to a Beck concert and moments before Beck was coming on stage. Someone in the audience told me its only a dream so I left then I woke up!

[CrystalGeezer]

Last night I had a dream that I went to a Beck concert and moments before Beck was coming on stage. Someone in the audience told me its only a dream so I left then I woke up!

:D

What's you favorite Beck song, Lindsey?

[!Viva Hate!]

Last night I had a dream that I went to a Beck concert and moments before Beck was coming on stage. Someone in the audience told me its only a dream so I left then I woke up!

Question: When you dream, do you imagine yourself as a normal human being or are you still autistic?

[CrystalGeezer]

Question: When you dream, do you imagine yourself as a normal human being or are you still autistic?

Okay, you're a dick.

[!Viva Hate!]

Okay, you're a dick.

Waaah waaah!

You crying or Lindsey trying to say "water"? You decide.

[CrystalGeezer]

Waaah waaah!

You crying or Lindsey trying to say "water"? You decide.

Seriously? What did Lindsey ever do to you?

[realitybites]

Question: When you dream, do you imagine yourself as a normal human being or are you still artistic?

She dreams in colors, she dreams in red... so I'd say she's being artistic. :lbf:

Edit: I did not realize he was responding to a person who may or may not really have autism. My apologies.

[CrystalGeezer]

She dreams in colors, she dreams in red... so I'd say she's being artistic. :lbf:

Why are you enabling him? Lindsey's never touched him, she's an easy target and he knows she's sensitive.

[realitybites]

Why are you enabling him? Lindsey's never touched him, she's an easy target and he knows she's sensitive.

I thought he was replying to Midnite. Oops. Is Lynsey really autistic? I never pick on people with mental disorders... well, except you. Kidding.

[CrystalGeezer]

I thought he was replying to Midnite. Oops. Is Lynsey really autistic? I never pick on people with mental disorders... well, except you. Kidding.

Yes. She is autistic.

[realitybites]

Yes. She is autistic.

I think she must be that same individual who was obsessed with Andy Rourke for years... back in 2004-2005 chat room. Looks like she's found a new person to dream about... Skylarker! I think it is because he has provided many concrete visuals for her to focus on... pics! I get stalked all the time for the same reason. Surely you must as well, no? :p

[CrystalGeezer]

I think she must be that same individual who was obsessed with Andy Rourke for years... back in 2004-2005 chat room. Looks like she's found a new person to dream about... Skylarker! I think it is because he has provided many concrete visuals for her to focus on... pics! I get stalked all the time for the same reason. Surely you must as well, no? :p

She had a dream about Beck. :squiffy: What are you talking about Skylarker?

[realitybites]

She had a dream about Beck. :squiffy: What are you talking about Skylarker?

Post #81, sista!

[CrystalGeezer]

Post #81, sista!

Okay, we're discussing post #101 from this morning, not a post from four months ago which entertains your own personal Skylarker fantasies. Catch up.

[realitybites]

Okay, we're discussing post #101 from this morning, not a post from four months ago which entertains your own personal Skylarker fantasies. Catch up.

Straw man. Bad argument. IQ-fail! Try again?

[nothappynotsad]

Why are you enabling him? Lindsey's never touched him, she's an easy target and he knows she's sensitive.

Actually, I touch him multiple times a day.

[realitybites]

Actually, I touch him multiple times a day.

:lbf:

Btw, just noticed the text under your siggy gif. Love.

[CrystalGeezer]

Actually, I touch him multiple times a day.

I thought your name was Linder? Oh wait, was that when you were going through your pretending-to-have-associations-to-Morrissey-that-don't-really exist phase?

[nothappynotsad]

I thought your name was Linder? Oh wait, was that when you were going through your pretending-to-have-associations-to-Morrissey-that-don't-really exist phase?

Actually, Linder was a nickname given to me by friends which happened to stick. Back in my earlier solo days I was much less open about my personal life and used it as a pseudonym of sorts. I never actually pretended to have associations with him. Sure, I admire his music and used to be slightly obsessed, but I assure you, that had nothing to do with my nickname.

[CrystalGeezer]

Actually, Linder was a nickname given to me by friends which happened to stick. Back in my earlier solo days I was much less open about my personal life and used it as a pseudonym of sorts. I never actually pretended to have associations with him. Sure, I admire his music and used to be slightly obsessed, but I assure you, that had nothing to do with my nickname.

K. My bad. :flowers:

[lindsey1151]

Last night I had a dream that I was listening to Beck then all of a sudden I started floating then I woke up!

[lindsey1151]

Last night I had a dream that I saw a giant cockroach as big as a bathtub in my bathtub!

[DAVIE]

My Dad took out of a book from the library. It was Morrissey and Marr: The Severed Alliance Updated Twentieth Anniversary Edition. The weird thing is that in fact the book is in my local library, but I'm unsure if it's worth the read.

[CrystalGeezer]

I got so bitched out in a dream this morning, God was PISSED! The other day I drove for maybe a mile without my seatbelt. I just forgot and was foggy with a cold. This morning I had a dream where I heard a voice that said LISTEN TO ME. Then I was driving in a car and onto an onramp, down onto the freeway and on the way noticed some CalTrans (roadworkers) guys fixing a sign that was shorted out. then I noticed there was nobody on the freeway, like I wasn;t even supposed to be there, I kept driving and there was a crashed car and a mangled girl that was ejected from it dead on the side of the freeway. I couldn;t look at her, the voice said LOOK AT HER. I kept driving past and never looked and the voice said THATS YOU. SHAPE UP. Then I woke up in a panic and thought "SHit is this because the seatbelt?" and my finger said YES!!!!!! (Sometimes my finger tingles and tells me yes, it;s hard to explain. :p) Anyway, gotta wear my seatbelt at all times or God will give me gory dreams. AND I gotta get my dog a seatbelt too.

[CrystalGeezer]

Last night I had a dream that I saw a giant cockroach as big as a bathtub in my bathtub!

That's really freaky, Lindsey.

[CrystalGeezer]

I had a dream I went to an apartment to fix a heater and I discovered there was a fluffy little cat in it. So I had to go to the barn to get a set of allen wrenches to open the heater to save the cat, but in the barn was Noel Gallagher and Pete Townsend who were acting like they were on drugs. Noel Gallagher wanted his back rubbed so I sat there and rubbed it while he was rolling around on the floor but I wanted to be finding the allen wrenches so I could save the cat still stuck in the heater, I didn't want to be rubbing Noel's back. He didn't want me to go though, so I stayed there, then I woke up in a panic because I felt like I was in the wrong place.

[Barking]

allen wrenches

I read "alien wenches". :straightface: twice. And I just had a 4-hour nap FFS.:squiffy:

Noel and Pete: a set of alien wenches...Sure, why not.

I bet Noel enjoyed that btw.

[CrystalGeezer]

I read "alien wenches". :straightface: twice. And I just had a 4-hour nap FFS.:squiffy:

Noel and Pete: a set of alien wenches...Sure, why not.

I bet Noel enjoyed that btw.

He was wearing an army green tshirt and rolling around on the floor. Everytime I got up to go he didn't want me to. Pete Townsend was snorting what he thought was coke but what I knew to be drywall dust since the other apartment is under construction. I could hear the kitten meowing the entire time and it was driving me crazy these musicians were wasting my time getting it out of the heater.

[CrystalGeezer]

About an hour ago I had a dream that I had to share a bed with a stranger and it was really cold and I told him to go get two wool blankets from another bed in the room where there were other people sleeping and he seemed really distracted. Then I was suddenly playing a war-type video game where I was shooting at airplanes. Then I heard (I think in real life, it might be the dream) five shots fired in succession: bam, bam, bam, bam, bam...then a scream from a woman, then a sixth shot and silence. Now the silence is deafening. I can't get back to sleep. I hate creepy nightmares. :(

[CrystalGeezer]

I had the freakiest goddam dream last night, I had trouble getting back to sleep. I had fallen asleep with the light on, it helped to turn it off, here's the dream.

I was watching a movie, the movie was in black and white. It was at the ending, it starred Jennifer Aniston as a professional business woman who became addicted to heroin or crack or something. It was the ending of the movie where she realizes her addiction has consumed her, she realizes this as she's lying in the gutter and looks up at her legs. She's wearing a business suit with a skirt and a raincoat. You can see her bare legs, then camera pulls out and you realize she has no feet, that they have been removed. She then realizes that she donated her feet to science in order to maintain her heroin addiction and she has legs but nothing but nubs to walk on. Admitting defeat she lies back down in the gutter and tries to choke on her own vomit in order to die, but people keep helping her and all she wants to do is die because she really loved her feet. :squiffy: Then the credits roll.

I'll never get that image out of my head of her feetless legs, lying in the gutter in a business suit.

[CrystalGeezer]

Weird Morrissey dream.

I was in a kitchen with a bunch of older women, the kitchen was backstage. Morrissey was in the kitchen talking to one of the women who had grey hair. He was looking down and very distracted but listening to what she was saying but you could tell he didn't want to be there. It was after a really big concert. During the concert in addition to letters and records and books that people hand him on stage, people were handing him the ingredients to make pasta. The women were taking these bags of pasta and jars of sauce handed to him during the show and making a huge feast, but Morrissey didn't want to eat it, he just wanted to go home. Then he looked at me kind of like "Help me." from across the kitchen in the dream and I woke up. Really eerie.

[Barking]

Last night I had this horrible dream. I was in a car, don't know who was driving, but we were taking a tour of this "shelter", big open buildings filled with corpses. All we saw were animal corpses. Not just kittens and dogs but any other sort, like a dead donkey in a pile of dead cats. It was just horrible. the word "shelter" kept returning, and I was all like "it's not a shelter! NOT A SHELTER! They're not trying to get them a home!!"

I rarely remember my dreams so remembering this is bad. I think this may have been caused by the recent PETA thread and its atrocious figures.
Coincidentally I recently did a lesson based on a RSPCA shelter, with a parrot and a dog named Chester. It looks like this juxtaposition was all too much for my mind to bear.:squiffy:

Also I really wanted Morrissey to severe all links with PETA, and he's not, so maybe it played on my mind a bit.

Horrendous. And I haven't even seen that Meat Is Murder video, it was all a product of my terrifying imagination. Nasty stuff!:tears:

Nothing I can do, he's made up his mind. But the dream was pretty clear to me. It just confirmed things.:sick:

[Anonymous]

Weird Morrissey dream.

I was in a kitchen with a bunch of older women, the kitchen was backstage. Morrissey was in the kitchen talking to one of the women who had grey hair. He was looking down and very distracted but listening to what she was saying but you could tell he didn't want to be there. It was after a really big concert. During the concert in addition to letters and records and books that people hand him on stage, people were handing him the ingredients to make pasta. The women were taking these bags of pasta and jars of sauce handed to him during the show and making a huge feast, but Morrissey didn't want to eat it, he just wanted to go home. Then he looked at me kind of like "Help me." from across the kitchen in the dream and I woke up. Really eerie.

To me, it sounds like a dream which is a manifestation of your current situation (whatever that is) and how you feel about it. In this instance, Morrissey is you.

[CrystalGeezer]

To me, it sounds like a dream which is a manifestation of your current situation (whatever that is) and how you feel about it. In this instance, Morrissey is you.

Yeah. I did just buy pasta yesterday. If I was Morrissey then who was me? I was helping the ladies cook in the kitchen. I didn't want to be there either. :p

[Anonymous]

Yeah. I did just buy pasta yesterday. If I was Morrissey then who was me? I was helping the ladies cook in the kitchen. I didn't want to be there either. :p

You again. In trying to process the acts, thoughts and feelings of the day your mind created the Morrissey character to represent a part of you, either your subconscious or a feeling/thought that you are aware of but need to acknowledge more.

It sounds like you feel trapped, people are constantly getting you to do things (ie give you things to do) and you want to leave but you stay. When the life you have is presented to you, you're not really engaged with it but instead become occupied with distractions yet you remain motionless and stagnant, unwilling (unable?) to move.

Maybe the older woman is you too. That's your future and it's something you just don't want to deal with.

This could be all horseshit. Only you know if it is accurate.

[lindsey1151]

Last night I had a dream that I met Beck and we went to dinner together and after we ate a piece of bread Beck let out a huge long loud big burp then I woke up!

[lindsey1151]

Last night I had a dream that the whole world had one big earthquake and the whole world turned to brown dust!

[CrystalGeezer]

Last night I had a dream that the whole world had one big earthquake and the whole world turned to brown dust!

I think you need to stop sleeping. :eek:

[lindsey1151]

I think you need to stop sleeping. :eek:
:lbf: Its impossible to stop sleeping!