Weird Dreams

Last night I dreamed my mom took a job at Marvel.

She ended up suing them for sexual harassment when Greg Land tried to use her as a model for his artwork.

Also, one of Marvel's lawyers cross-examined me and asked "Are you really suing because your mother was sexually harassed by Mr. Land? Or are you suing because you've just hated us since Civil War?"

I immeadietlly brought out a copy of the Incredible Hercules and he changed the subject.
 
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I dreamt that David Bowie owned a powdered fruit juice company, and its factories are full of mean security guards.

That is all I'm going to say about that dream than I'm willing to disclose.
 
Last night I dreamed I got a new volume of Scott Pilgrim, only to find out the plot shifted to a family of Braichiosaurs and how they all died.

I complained it sucked and then a whole bunch of people came and beat me up.

Also, Twi was there and told me I didn't understand that it was a flashback. While she was beating me.
 
I had a dream about Lost last night. I think it's probably because there's no episode this week and my mind had to make one up in order to satisfy my needs. All I can remember is that it had Charlotte running around trying to warn someone about something. She encounters Sayid who gives her some information and then a weird light goes off. A giant tree (like the one in Harry Potter) grows and shoots out branches that grab Sayid and pull him into the centre of it, kinda like the smoke monster does. Charlotte runs off but the light engulfs her. She wakes on a boat facing the Asian scientist guy from the Dharma Initiative. They're heading to the island.

End.
 
ProjectX2 said:
I had a dream about Lost last night. I think it's probably because there's no episode this week and my mind had to make one up in order to satisfy my needs. All I can remember is that it had Charlotte running around trying to warn someone about something. She encounters Sayid who gives her some information and then a weird light goes off. A giant tree (like the one in Harry Potter) grows and shoots out branches that grab Sayid and pull him into the centre of it, kinda like the smoke monster does. Charlotte runs off but the light engulfs her. She wakes on a boat facing the Asian scientist guy from the Dharma Initiative. They're heading to the island.

End.
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Foreshadowing!

I bet that happens now. :shock:


Last night I dreamed I was part of the NCIS (Navy/Marine cops) and the team leader was the same guy from the show, LJ Gibbs (played by Mark Harmon). We were at the beach where someone found a gun in the water and threw it at a net I was holding. Then a woman tried to take it as I tried to walk away from her.

Suddenly I was then holding the gun to see if it worked and I almost shot Mark Harmon! Then were were at some house and I said, "I almost shot Gibbs! He's gonna kill me!!" To which then he came out of nowhere and said, "I'm really gonna kill you if you don't find me a lead to this case." We started walking and then I woke up.
 
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ourchair said:
I dreamt that David Bowie owned a powdered fruit juice company, and its factories are full of mean security guards.

That is all I'm going to say about that dream than I'm willing to disclose.
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let me guess. no meant no and it still didn't stop there did it?
 
ProjectX2 said:
I had a dream about Lost last night. I think it's probably because there's no episode this week and my mind had to make one up in order to satisfy my needs. All I can remember is that it had Charlotte running around trying to warn someone about something. She encounters Sayid who gives her some information and then a weird light goes off. A giant tree (like the one in Harry Potter) grows and shoots out branches that grab Sayid and pull him into the centre of it, kinda like the smoke monster does. Charlotte runs off but the light engulfs her. She wakes on a boat facing the Asian scientist guy from the Dharma Initiative. They're heading to the island.

End.
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That sounds much more sensible than a usual episode of Lost.
 
I had a ton of elaborate dreams last night that kept changing as I was accidentally woken up like five different times for reasons like wrong number cell phone call and alarm clock in different room that kept going off for no reason.

One of them I was hanging out with one of my best friends and his girlfriend all night. I really missed them when I woke up.

A few weeks ago I had one of the longest and most detailed dreams I've ever had. At one point I woke up and was devastated, but then fell asleep and went right back into it. It ended with one of the most incredible and magical moments of my recent life. I might post it all some time but it's pages and pages long.
 
i had this crazy dream once that I was a janitor for a college. I would walk into a room and see this unfinished math problem that was crazy hard and just finish it. then this professor walks in seeing me do this and helps to give me an education so i can stop being a janitor. it was about an hour and a half long dream. and for some reason my best friend was ben affleck. :???:
 
I had a dream last night where I was at the hotel for Heroes waiting for Houde and McCheese to show up. Then they do and for some reason had shaving cream all over their heads and hands...
 
I had this dream last night that I downloaded this new mini-game from Xbox Live called "Skin Box" that turned out to be a virtual reality program that pulled you right in and was indistinguishable from reality. I appeared in this room with about a hundred other people. The room was cylindrical and about five stories tall, open in the middle with floors circling the outer section.... just picture this. I'm sitting on the second floor with some girls, including some I haven't seen in years but were aged correctly, as well as Jennie Garth and Tori Spelling as they looked back in the early '90s.

Everybody is wearing sort of futuristic blue leotards, because it's a "yoga tournament"(I have never done nor seen anybody do yoga in real life). In the middle of the room there is a huge blue mesh net that stretches up from the bottom of the cylinder, designed for climbing. I climb down the net to the floor on the other side where a couple of my friends I know are, coincedentally on Xbox Live too. The "tournament" starts, involving a bunch of us starting to climb up the net from the bottom as far as we can, the "winners" making it all the way to the top and anyone who falls off being "out". The net twisted and turned all the way up and there were parts where in narrowed down to be barely big enough for one person to hold onto it and everybody else would either fall off or grab onto the boot of the person in front of us and form a huge chain of people that would swing around the cylinder until more of us could manage to clamber back onto the net-path. The game ended before anybody finished but the plan was to continue from the same places next time. We all said goodbye and I logged out by being launched backwards out the side of my 360 like it were a small door, landing in my living room.

The rest of the dream involved me and my extended family going around the province to a series of Outback Steakhouse-like restauraunts in deep winter. The whole time I was so excited to get back to the Xbox to continue the game. When I finally did, I realized just before I started playing that I had dreamed the whole thing. I was so dissapointed. But I was still in the dream and didn't realize it.

The next part was pretty much a nightmare. I'm in some sort of war, standing on a hill with a beach in front of me. There's a row of soldiers going along the beach in both directions, facing the water, where more rows of hundreds of soldiers each are coming at them. They're all dressed as British redcoats from colonial times, using musket rifles with bayonettes on them. The soldiers on the beach are impaling the invaders as they come in and shooting through several of them at once, but I think they're losing. I hear somebody say "The one thing that all these boys have in common is that every single one of them would rather be going down a waterslide right now. But instead of going down waterslides, they're killing each other." The Sun is rising on the horizon behind the water, but it's glaring and harsh to look at and the sky is red.

I go down the beach where a man is sitting at the edge of the water with his dog, a pomeranian, while a big pitbull sort of circles around threateningly. The man takes a corpse that has washed down the beach from the war and pushes it into the water where in floats back toward the battle. The pitbull runs after it to start eating it and is shot and killed in the crossfire of the battle. The man sends the pomeranian after it to eat the pitbull. After a moment the pomeranian comes back, but now it's covered in blood and has an evil look to it. It grins, and its mouth is literally like two feet wide, filled with bloody fangs. The pitbull had rabies, and now the pomeranian has them because the man made it eat it. The man looks stupid and confused.

I wake up and am very relieved it was all a dream.
 
Ice said:
I had a dream last night where I was at the hotel for Heroes waiting for Houde and McCheese to show up. Then they do and for some reason had shaving cream all over their heads and hands...
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*just patiently waits for Ice's coming out thread*
 
Last night I dreamed I was John Doe from Se7en going through a moving train, having to fight a different monster in each car, each monster representing one of the Seven Sins. The last car had a master bedroom in which was
Tracy Mills' parents, to whom I had to shamefully explain that I had reformed and needed their help. They were surprisingly up to this.
When I talked, my voice sounded like one of those cell phone voice changer things.

The next dream was that the Wicked Witch of the West was in my house during some big party for both adults and kids. It was post-Wizard Of Oz, and I had her broomstick, the bristles burned off like at the end of the movie. I could use it to shoot water at her, and she would melt almost all the way but then heal, and it became less and less effective as the dream went on. I tried to usher everybody out through a secret passage made by sliding our first-floor stairs apart. The passage kept closing and it was awkward to keep reopening. The Witch turned into Jon Voight. A girl handed me a lit match and I tried to win by sticking it up his nose. It didn't work.

Later I was sitting at my PC talking to Edward Norton about solving crimes. He said he didn't actually have any sort of forensics degree or chemistry degree. But he didn't need them, because he was some kind of crime-solving genius.
 
Last night I dreamed I was learning about Indian beliefs, and their cheif diety was this buffalo with emo hair standing in front of a...I'm not sure what you call it...that screen of multicolored blocks you see on TVs that aren't working right that just stands there making an irritating beeping noise? I remember being seriously scared the entire time, until the buffalo said something very profound about the nature of religion that I can't remember. And I think Aang was there.

*...*

It was much more impressive in my head, I assure you.

Planet-man said:
Last night I dreamed I was John Doe from Se7en going through a moving train, having to fight a different monster in each car, each monster representing one of the Seven Sins. The last car had a master bedroom in which was
Tracy Mills' parents, to whom I had to shamefully explain that I had reformed and needed their help. They were surprisingly up to this.
When I talked, my voice sounded like one of those cell phone voice changer things.

The next dream was that the Wicked Witch of the West was in my house during some big party for both adults and kids. It was post-Wizard Of Oz, and I had her broomstick, the bristles burned off like at the end of the movie. I could use it to shoot water at her, and she would melt almost all the way but then heal, and it became less and less effective as the dream went on. I tried to usher everybody out through a secret passage made by sliding our first-floor stairs apart. The passage kept closing and it was awkward to keep reopening. The Witch turned into Jon Voight. A girl handed me a lit match and I tried to win by sticking it up his nose. It didn't work.

Later I was sitting at my PC talking to Edward Norton about solving crimes. He said he didn't actually have any sort of forensics degree or chemistry degree. But he didn't need them, because he was some kind of crime-solving genius.
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I should stop posting my dreams here. They pale in comparison to yours.
 
After a long night of pretty crazy, fun dreams I had about 20 minutes to half an hour of full-blown lucid dreaming last night. It was awesome. I didn't fly, but I did a wholllllle lot else. There were points when I was terrified I was going to accidentally wake myself up, but I focused really hard at staying in the dream and it worked. At one point while running up some stairwells I noticed there were signs everywhere and made a point of trying to read them, and was successful. I woke up naturally at the end too, which was such a relief. People in my house started coughing a few minutes later and I would've been so frustrated if that had woken me up.

Grocer Man said:
I should stop posting my dreams here. They pale in comparison to yours.
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Don't be so sure.
 
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