Post Your Dreams Thread
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My dream was some kind of medieval fantasy battlefield that got pretty graphic with the severed limbs and blood everywhere. Some big armored knight slashed his sword down onto my arm and cut it in half. I clutched my forearm to prevent it from falling to the ground and potentially getting trampled on and lost or something; maybe the doctors could save it. So I managed to keep my forearm. But instead, my upper arm fell off and got lost.
Not sure where this came from.
I've been playing some games with sword fights, but all family-friendly, no graphic stuff at all.
Kor
Not sure where this came from.
I've been playing some games with sword fights, but all family-friendly, no graphic stuff at all.Kor
I had a comic book dream was fighting aliens who wanted to impose correct grammar across the Earth when they invaded by jailing people for the most obscure reasons like not saying words properly and I was in the DEO and fighting with Supergirl and Superman against the Grammar aliens.
The grammar police! An honorable but futile struggle.
I know...... It was a raging battle. We were fighting in Paris and the Eiffel Tower fell down
Last night's dream was sitting in a cozy lounge listening to jazz covers done by Robyn Adele Anderson that was weird, then she did an impromptu modeling session based on some of her model photos, then she did more jazz.
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I dreamed I was in a minimart attached to a gas station and as I was wandering the aisles, (probably looking for a restroom) when I saw 2 old ladies and one of them looked a little familiar. I went around an aisle to get a better look and she turned around and gave me a big smile. It was my Aunt K. I was so glad to see her because she was my favorite. And because she's been dead for 6 years. My dead loved ones live on in my dreams, which is fine by me.
I had another dream with Robyn Adele Anderson in it only this tine she was in full 1920s getup doing an impromptu bank heist then burst into song
Monty Python and the Holy Grail?My dream was some kind of medieval fantasy battlefield that got pretty graphic with the severed limbs and blood everywhere. Some big armored knight slashed his sword down onto my arm and cut it in half. I clutched my forearm to prevent it from falling to the ground and potentially getting trampled on and lost or something; maybe the doctors could save it. So I managed to keep my forearm. But instead, my upper arm fell off and got lost.
Not sure where this came from.
What's a bank heist without a musical number, I ask ya!
I dreamed that I was at a very posh dinner with the tables set with lovely crystal, china, etc. I think one of my daughters sat next to me and I was hoping that an interesting man would sit on my other side. Then the server brought the first course, and it was the size of a gummy vitamin and looked like a piece of chocolate sitting on a paper napkin. They spent all their money on the table settings and didn't have anything left for the food, I guess. It did make a nice change from the restroom dreams, though.
I'd love to see a bank heist turn into a musical number, I'm sure Bollywood movies have done things like this.
I’ve had a lot of dreams lately…the most recent was me sharing a reminiscence about sitters for my late mother…who never used any.
Here, a collection of smooth rocks I used to collect were put in a folding, melted glass case. I never collected rocks, really…but I seemed to have distinct memories of them.
Here, a collection of smooth rocks I used to collect were put in a folding, melted glass case. I never collected rocks, really…but I seemed to have distinct memories of them.
Nothing but bad dreams last night, sigh. The first one was a zombie dream. We were in an old farmhouse preparing to leave because we had run out of food. I was rummaging in kitchen drawers for knives to distribute among us, while zombies were outside. In the next one, my much much much older sister and I were in our parents' house looking for mom. We found her down in the creepy basement and thought she had killed herself, but I think we got to her in time. (The worst part was being with my much much much older sister, actually) In the third one I was trying to protect an old lady who kept insisting on going out shopping with one of those carts on wheels. The weather was nasty and the neighborhood was sketchy.
Had a dream that I used the airport parking lot, didn't see anywhere to pay for it so I assumed it was free, but when I returned there was a ticket on the windshield for $119. On the ticket, it said that even if you didn't really park there but thought about parking there, you still had to pay the fine, so when I woke up it was very confusing for a moment about whether or not I owed money.
I dreampt that I was being chased by Hetty from Ghosts then Flower saved me by pulling me into a dark alcove and then I woke up
Apparently there was a monorail in my parents old basement that relied on giants to push it about. One with its light rounded the far corner, and I can to walk towards it atop the wobbly rail to get up the steps—themselves shaky. I got to the top, but asked my parents to drag me fully across the floor before I could stand up.
I had memories of the old giant, who looked a bit like the “Yes, Chad” figure.
I had memories of the old giant, who looked a bit like the “Yes, Chad” figure.