Post Your Dreams!

[thestrangequark]

I've had some proper Star Trek dreams! In one, Captain Picard and I were trapeze artists swinging through the rafters of an abandoned factory. Light would shine though slats boarding up the massive windows, and there was dust and decay in various shades of rust and yellow ochre all around. Our costumes glittered and before the show he braided my hair divinely.

I am stuggling now, as the Ambien kicks in, but it's rather approriate, is it not, that I should be posting in here, where the drugs I have taken make all the text slant ever so subtly to the right, and forwads, towards me as my computer screen is no longer 2D.

Fuckers came on FAST this time!

THe other Trek Dream was disappoointing. it was a threesome ...sorry, so hard to type...now, if I were going to pick a threesome I'd obviously get Bashir in on it, and Kira. Now hear me out, but, Bajorans...they got to be great in bed. THink of all those years of religion messing with their heads, there's got to be some either seriously oppressive shit or some really kinky temple sex that we don't know about. Add to that the basic gender equality and the emotional upheaval of the occupation, and you got a bunch of really sexually charged freedom fighters both the males and females of whom can act out erotically and it would be socially acceptabel --- Seriously, I have a case for why Bajorans are good lvovers, but I cannot tupe any more because so drug! I will have to tell the rest of the sexy star trek threesome dream in t emorning.Thes AMBIEN WAS THE FAST.EST..SO FAST , bye night

 

[ManOnTheWave]

Sleep well, and dream of noses ribbed for your pleasure.

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

How many of us dream of another Ambien-fueled tsq post?

I don't think I've ever had a Trek dream, as such. Daydreams, for sure. I write myself into the Trekverse all the time, mostly as an Abramsverse version of this guy. But I can't remember actually dreaming it.

 

[Captain Kathryn]

I HAD A GREAT DREAM LAST NIGHT. Well, more like this morning because I slept ridiculously late.

In the dream, I was borrowing my friend's XBOX because he had this crazy space game. But it wasn't a normal game. When you started playing, you actually entered the game and it was in a Zero G atmosphere. You didn't use a ship, you just floated through the levels with your body and a spacesuit, through this fantastical spectacle of space and stars. It was so cool!!! But you could only bring certain weapons with you. I had what looked like a phaser of some kind, a small blue animal like thing (I don't know what it was, but it became spiky when it expanded), and a silver bolt that did something. I loved this game, but I accidentally entered it without my phaser, so I had to leave. While I was leaving, I noticed my other friend who had been playing was in there with me, but he was chained to a rock. Without my phaser I didn't know how to get him out, but eventually I did.

When I came out of the game, something happened and my little cousin had broken a bunch of pieces to the game and I was furious. But I couldn't prove it was her. Then the dream became bizarre and although it was still the same dream, I was suddenly at this large mansion trying to get a cat off of me (she was climbing on my head).

In the dream, I recognized this game from a dream I had a few months ago. It was the same game.

 

[Captain Kathryn]

How many of us dream of another Ambien-fueled tsq post?

I don't think I've ever had a Trek dream, as such. Daydreams, for sure. I write myself into the Trekverse all the time, mostly as an Abramsverse version of this guy. But I can't remember actually dreaming it.

I DO.

 

[thestrangequark]

Christ. In my defense, I talked to my doctor and it turns out this temporary prescription I'm on can cause any other meds I take to be absorbed and metabolized more rapidly. On top of that, I haven't taken Ambien in a few weeks and it always is most potent when it's been awhile. Usually I've got a good 20-30 minutes of sanity after popping an Ambien -- last night was insane!

Anyway, the Trek threesome dream. It ended up being Jadzia Dax and O'Brian, which, could also have been fine, but all we did was spend ages talking about what we were going to do, and never got around to the sexy sex!

 

[2takesfrakes]

Recently, I had a very strange dream, indeed ...

In some rural area, I was driving an S.U.V. (I've never driven/owned one) and taking an unknown, but semi-good looking woman home.

So, I'm in front of her place and her boyfriend and/or husband is there and he goes right up to her open window and goes, "... what have you been doing, riding around all day with this asshole?" As she got out of the car, I reached into the glove compartment and pull out a pink pair of painties that happen to be hers, then I throw it at the boyfriend/husband hybrid and retort, "Here you go. Figure it out for yourself, genius."

At first he fumbles around with it, not knowing what he has in his hands, then his head pops up and he gets all wild-eyed and says, "you son of a ..." And he starts openning the passenger-side door! I'm like, "what the hell do you think you're doing?" And we're having this brief tug-of-war with the car door. Of course, I get the Upper Hand and slam it shut! Then, I locked it. Undeterred and still pissed off, he starts reaching into the open window of the passenger side, trying to unlock the door. His woman shouts out, "just go!" So, I drive away and, naturally, he's off of the car, now.

I look back, in the rear-view mirror, on the passenger side and I see him shaking his fist and yelling something at me. Free At Last, I put my foot right down. I started laughing at this Recent Unpleasantness, I couldn't help it. Then, I look in the rear-view on the windshield at my own eyes, whilst a fresh burst of laughter starts, then I'm looking at the road. And there's LOTs of it. I start thinking what a long, uneventful drive it's going to be. There has to be some faster, some easier way to cover ALL of this distance home. Then suddenly, I found it. The S.U.V. goes airborne, suddenly!

And before I can begin to cope with that, I'm suddenly on the outside, with a cool gentle breeze between my knees and I appear to be floating upwards, uncontrollably. I start to panic, because I don't want to end up in Outer Space, this way! So, I start to swim for it and my flying becomes more controlled. Occassionally, I have to make a "swoosh!" with my arms on either side, to keep my momentum going, but I'm getting the hang of it, now. Next thing I know, I'm just magically, inside my house, again. In the bathroom.

I'm farting away, as I sit on the can and I hear a woman that's representing some girlfriend of mine, out in the Living Room. My bowels begin to empty and I'm mortified at the stench that was inside me. But I can't hear what she's saying, so I openned the door, meaning to just a crack, but I swung it all the way open. "What did you say?" I asked. She answered back, "is that you?" (meaning the smell). When I answered in the affirmative, she said, "you're such a ..." but she never got to finish her sentence, as the fumes from my massive dump set off the fire alarm. I start to apologise and then I wake up to the complex's real Fire Alarm going off, due to some kid, probably, and his foolishness ...

 

[Catarina]

I HAD A GREAT DREAM LAST NIGHT. Well, more like this morning because I slept ridiculously late.

In the dream, I was borrowing my friend's XBOX because he had this crazy space game. But it wasn't a normal game. When you started playing, you actually entered the game and it was in a Zero G atmosphere. You didn't use a ship, you just floated through the levels with your body and a spacesuit, through this fantastical spectacle of space and stars. It was so cool!!! But you could only bring certain weapons with you. I had what looked like a phaser of some kind, a small blue animal like thing (I don't know what it was, but it became spiky when it expanded), and a silver bolt that did something. I loved this game, but I accidentally entered it without my phaser, so I had to leave. While I was leaving, I noticed my other friend who had been playing was in there with me, but he was chained to a rock. Without my phaser I didn't know how to get him out, but eventually I did.

When I came out of the game, something happened and my little cousin had broken a bunch of pieces to the game and I was furious. But I couldn't prove it was her. Then the dream became bizarre and although it was still the same dream, I was suddenly at this large mansion trying to get a cat off of me (she was climbing on my head).

In the dream, I recognized this game from a dream I had a few months ago. It was the same game.

Sounds better than most of mine.
I've been under a shit ton of stress. Long story.

I had a dream Kate Mulgrew was my mother but not in a great way. She belittled me and happened to be Russian, LOL. We were arguing in the middle of Moscow! And it was f'n cold. Hahaha. Dang these mommy issues.

 

[Catarina]

Recently, I had a very strange dream, indeed ...

I look back, in the rear-view mirror, on the passenger side and I see him shaking his fist and yelling something at me. Free At Last, I put my foot right down. I started laughing at this Recent Unpleasantness, I couldn't help it. Then, I look in the rear-view on the windshield at my own eyes, whilst a fresh burst of laughter starts, then I'm looking at the road. And there's LOTs of it. I start thinking what a long, uneventful drive it's going to be. There has to be some faster, some easier way to cover ALL of this distance home. Then suddenly, I found it. The S.U.V. goes airborne, suddenly!

I start to apologise and then I wake up to the complex's real Fire Alarm going off, due to some kid, probably, and his foolishness ...

sounds like you're in disgust with yourself in general or by action, something you've regret, or want to do that elicits shame and or guilt. I'm an amateur at best at interpretation but that's what I've concluded.

 

[Captain Kathryn]

Recently, I had a very strange dream, indeed ...

In some rural area, I was driving an S.U.V. (I've never driven/owned one) and taking an unknown, but semi-good looking woman home.

So, I'm in front of her place and her boyfriend and/or husband is there and he goes right up to her open window and goes, "... what have you been doing, riding around all day with this asshole?" As she got out of the car, I reached into the glove compartment and pull out a pink pair of painties that happen to be hers, then I throw it at the boyfriend/husband hybrid and retort, "Here you go. Figure it out for yourself, genius."

At first he fumbles around with it, not knowing what he has in his hands, then his head pops up and he gets all wild-eyed and says, "you son of a ..." And he starts openning the passenger-side door! I'm like, "what the hell do you think you're doing?" And we're having this brief tug-of-war with the car door. Of course, I get the Upper Hand and slam it shut! Then, I locked it. Undeterred and still pissed off, he starts reaching into the open window of the passenger side, trying to unlock the door. His woman shouts out, "just go!" So, I drive away and, naturally, he's off of the car, now.

I look back, in the rear-view mirror, on the passenger side and I see him shaking his fist and yelling something at me. Free At Last, I put my foot right down. I started laughing at this Recent Unpleasantness, I couldn't help it. Then, I look in the rear-view on the windshield at my own eyes, whilst a fresh burst of laughter starts, then I'm looking at the road. And there's LOTs of it. I start thinking what a long, uneventful drive it's going to be. There has to be some faster, some easier way to cover ALL of this distance home. Then suddenly, I found it. The S.U.V. goes airborne, suddenly!

And before I can begin to cope with that, I'm suddenly on the outside, with a cool gentle breeze between my knees and I appear to be floating upwards, uncontrollably. I start to panic, because I don't want to end up in Outer Space, this way! So, I start to swim for it and my flying becomes more controlled. Occassionally, I have to make a "swoosh!" with my arms on either side, to keep my momentum going, but I'm getting the hang of it, now. Next thing I know, I'm just magically, inside my house, again. In the bathroom.

I'm farting away, as I sit on the can and I hear a woman that's representing some girlfriend of mine, out in the Living Room. My bowels begin to empty and I'm mortified at the stench that was inside me. But I can't hear what she's saying, so I openned the door, meaning to just a crack, but I swung it all the way open. "What did you say?" I asked. She answered back, "is that you?" (meaning the smell). When I answered in the affirmative, she said, "you're such a ..." but she never got to finish her sentence, as the fumes from my massive dump set off the fire alarm. I start to apologise and then I wake up to the complex's real Fire Alarm going off, due to some kid, probably, and his foolishness ...

Ok this is bar none the best thing I've read all day.

Your dream-self is a playboy! Haha.

 

[thestrangequark]

Recently, I had a very strange dream, indeed ...

I look back, in the rear-view mirror, on the passenger side and I see him shaking his fist and yelling something at me. Free At Last, I put my foot right down. I started laughing at this Recent Unpleasantness, I couldn't help it. Then, I look in the rear-view on the windshield at my own eyes, whilst a fresh burst of laughter starts, then I'm looking at the road. And there's LOTs of it. I start thinking what a long, uneventful drive it's going to be. There has to be some faster, some easier way to cover ALL of this distance home. Then suddenly, I found it. The S.U.V. goes airborne, suddenly!

I start to apologise and then I wake up to the complex's real Fire Alarm going off, due to some kid, probably, and his foolishness ...

sounds like you're in disgust with yourself in general or by action, something you've regret, or want to do that elicits shame and or guilt. I'm an amateur at best at interpretation but that's what I've concluded.

I don't believe in dream analysis personally. Dreams tend to be about things we've been thinking about in waking hours, naturally, and so certainly there will be a level of connection -- if you're stressed in real life you may have stressful dreams, if you're feeling exposed you may have dreams about being exposed. But more often than not, a cigar is just a cigar, and digging through dreams for deep symbolic meaning may be fun, but isn't very fruitful.

That said, last night I dreamed that the US came to an agreement with Boko Haram to release the kidnapped girls if President Obama committed suicide. He dove of an impossibly high cliff during a beautifully misty pastel sunrise. If anyone wants to interpret that, you have my permission!

 

[Captain Kathryn]

I had too many tiny dreams last night that sort of melded into one big one.

They weren't pleasant or unpleasant exactly. One of them consisted of me and my dad watching Gilmore Girls (something we have NEVER done lol) and my dad asking questions the whole time. In another one, I was going to a wine party (don't exactly know what that is...I guess just getting together to drink wine), but my one cousin kept saying she has cancer (she does not have cancer in real life). It was very odd.

 

[publiusr]

I get those a lot. Dreams of familiar places of work--that I have never seen.

Oh and the bookstore and toystore dreams where I wake up and all this stuff vanishes.

 

[Captain Kathryn]

I've been having weird dreams.

The other night I was some sort of version of Harry Potter fighting a battle using the sword of Gryffindor..

 

[Catarina]

I don't remember most of my dreams. I must be stressed more than I thought because they are rarely pleasurable.

 

[mari]

Last night I dreamed I was engaged to Chris Hadfield, except he was younger and... not already married. He kept going into space and leaving me with his brother. And the aquamarines on my engagement ring would turn into diamonds if they got cold (it was my actual engagement ring, from my real husband). Definitely not a bad dream, just odd.

 

[thestrangequark]

^I want gemstones that actually change according to temperature. I mean, there are mood rings, but aquas to diamonds would be lovely.

I had a weird and violent dream: In an ornate and well-lit old fashioned hotel lobby, all red carpets and gold leaf, there were a half dozen or so men in medieval garb sitting on the floor, sorting thousands of M&Ms by color, while guards with axes circled them, and modern-day spectators looked on. When they finished sorting the M&Ms, they were brutally executed by a man with an axe, who chopped off their heads and limbs. One of the men, who was a little person, used two shields to protect himself from the executioner's axe, and got his nose chopped off and his forehead, but lived.

Their blood and body parts mingled with the neatly sorted M&Ms.