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#16 |
Management Consultant
Join Date: Aug 2002
Posts: 165
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Gya, I've had dreams before wher I go through an ENTIRE day at work. Nothing special, nothing exciting, just a full 8 hours of work. Then the alarm goes off.... and it's time to do it all over again.
![]() The scariest dream I've had was actually a few weeks ago. I was kinda 1/2 awake and 1/2 asleep, and I could actually look around and SEE my dark room that I was sleeping in. In the dream there was this man hiding in the back corner in the shadows, just relaxing before he casually moved in to kill me. So, I wanted to yell for help... or even just move to protect myself. But my body was completely frozen, it felt like I had a ton of mud piled on top of me. And the fellow in the corner knew, and was just back takin his time amused by the whole thing. I was convinced that I was gonna die. Quite scary really. Oh, but I *love* falling dreams. Such a great adrenaline rush. ![]() |
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#17 |
still says videotape
Join Date: Feb 2001
Posts: 26,813
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Its important to quit jobs that take over your dreams.
I had a dream one night after a particularly brutal pond hockey game in which I was the goalie. I woke up with a start, trying to get leather on a ethereal puck....
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I can hear my ears
Join Date: Oct 2003
Posts: 25,571
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This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality Embrace this moment, remember We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion ~MJKeenan |
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#19 |
dar512 is now Pete Zicato
Join Date: May 2003
Location: Chicago suburb
Posts: 4,968
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I actually punned in a dream once - and didn't realize it until I woke up.
I was running around with Robin Hood and the merry men. We were about to be in a big fight and I didn't have a weapon - I had just met up with them. Friar Tuck hands me this huge mother of a knife. The thing was sharp as the devil, but it's covered in oil and I was having trouble holding on to it. It was so slippery. So then I'm simultaneously worried about accidently cutting myself with this thing and wondering why this thing is dripping with oil. Then it hits me. Oh, yeah. He's the friar. I didn't realize until I woke up. |
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