I've had dreams all week. The only thing I remember is little parts of the dreams themselves and a random song that gets stuck in my head when I wake up.
Today's was Spice Up Your Life by Spice Girls.
Yesterday's song was Down With The Sickness, the lounge version.
Fucked up dreams
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I have this recurring dream every once in a while, where I'm standing in a white room. There's nothing there to see, no furniture, nothing. Not even any source of light, just white walls (and I don't know how I can see them, since there’s no light - somehow, I just can, but in the sense of almost being snow-blind I guess). I start hearing this creepy voice screaming and start bumping into the walls to find a door. When I finally find it, there’s this corridor behind it.
It's the same as with the room: just white walls. So I start running along it, never hitting the walls but constantly flick like I'm being hit by something. And the screaming voice grows louder. I get to this next door and the voice stops.
When I open the door I get the feeling that I'm back at the first room, only it's covered in blood. Now the voice returns and it's brought about 7 others that keep screaming things in both Romanian and Danish. I can clearly see the outline of the door this time, so to get away from the voices I go and open it. There's no corridor this time, but another room:
This one is all black and there’s some sort of plateau in the middle with a naked body on top. I suddenly fell very much at home and start walking around, lighting torches that hang on the walls. I suddenly have this huge knife in my hand and walk over to the body. The person (a woman) seems to be sleeping, and I raise the knife, as I get closer - when I see the girls face, I recognise her as myself but still jab down the knife...
... and I usually wake up before it hits.
I've had this dream about 8 times during the last six months. It never changes.
Also, I had one the other night, where I dreamt my mother is pregnant at about 8 months, and so my parents and I go to the hospital. I ask my mother something and she slaps my face and says she doesn't want to talk to me because I cry too much.
All of a sudden about 5 doctors are standing around me, sticking needles in me, trying to force me to eat purple pills. I start running away down this long hallway with large windows, and I notice it's snowing outside. I get to this waiting-area, filled with red office chairs, where I hide in the corner. All of a sudden a train comes in and people get up from the chairs and board it. I start running again and find a door that leads outside - from the inside, it's still snowing, but when I get outside it's warm and green. Like its May or something. There's a cage with two orange birds in it. They're singing. My mother comes out the door, no longer pregnant. I try to run away but she grabs my arm and asks me if I like my present, then points at the cage. I smile and open it to touch one of the birds, but they both get out and fly up. I'm looking up at them, expecting them to fly away, but instead they turn downwards and start descending really fast. The dream ended with both the birds breaking their necks.
I write down my dreams when I've just woken up and still remember all the details…
It's the same as with the room: just white walls. So I start running along it, never hitting the walls but constantly flick like I'm being hit by something. And the screaming voice grows louder. I get to this next door and the voice stops.
When I open the door I get the feeling that I'm back at the first room, only it's covered in blood. Now the voice returns and it's brought about 7 others that keep screaming things in both Romanian and Danish. I can clearly see the outline of the door this time, so to get away from the voices I go and open it. There's no corridor this time, but another room:
This one is all black and there’s some sort of plateau in the middle with a naked body on top. I suddenly fell very much at home and start walking around, lighting torches that hang on the walls. I suddenly have this huge knife in my hand and walk over to the body. The person (a woman) seems to be sleeping, and I raise the knife, as I get closer - when I see the girls face, I recognise her as myself but still jab down the knife...
... and I usually wake up before it hits.
I've had this dream about 8 times during the last six months. It never changes.
Also, I had one the other night, where I dreamt my mother is pregnant at about 8 months, and so my parents and I go to the hospital. I ask my mother something and she slaps my face and says she doesn't want to talk to me because I cry too much.
All of a sudden about 5 doctors are standing around me, sticking needles in me, trying to force me to eat purple pills. I start running away down this long hallway with large windows, and I notice it's snowing outside. I get to this waiting-area, filled with red office chairs, where I hide in the corner. All of a sudden a train comes in and people get up from the chairs and board it. I start running again and find a door that leads outside - from the inside, it's still snowing, but when I get outside it's warm and green. Like its May or something. There's a cage with two orange birds in it. They're singing. My mother comes out the door, no longer pregnant. I try to run away but she grabs my arm and asks me if I like my present, then points at the cage. I smile and open it to touch one of the birds, but they both get out and fly up. I'm looking up at them, expecting them to fly away, but instead they turn downwards and start descending really fast. The dream ended with both the birds breaking their necks.
I write down my dreams when I've just woken up and still remember all the details…
seems like you've somekinda reversed oidipus...trankrnrkel wrote:blahblah, drams
you want to kill your mom and have sex with your dad. Or mebbe kill you self so your parents can have sex. Mostly anal.
The birds indicate anal.
I usually press my hardon against me lass till she wakes up.I write down my dreams when I've just woken up
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All I ever dream about is sunshine and ponies.
They're very scary ponies. The ponies know my name - THE PONIES HUNT ME. VISIONS OF PONIES FOREVER IN MY HEAD WHEN WILL THE MADNESS STOP?!//!?!!
Of course, I'm completely and utterly lying. I dream about Teatime. It's always the same thing : We're both stuck in a timeloop and are forced to limbo by giant pink goomba troops until I wake up sweating, seldomly screaming, clutching a handful of long, silky hair. Sometimes OnTheBounce appears in them in a hula skirt and says, "WHO'S GOT THE PUNCHOS". Then I wake up clutching a handful of grass.
They're very scary ponies. The ponies know my name - THE PONIES HUNT ME. VISIONS OF PONIES FOREVER IN MY HEAD WHEN WILL THE MADNESS STOP?!//!?!!
Of course, I'm completely and utterly lying. I dream about Teatime. It's always the same thing : We're both stuck in a timeloop and are forced to limbo by giant pink goomba troops until I wake up sweating, seldomly screaming, clutching a handful of long, silky hair. Sometimes OnTheBounce appears in them in a hula skirt and says, "WHO'S GOT THE PUNCHOS". Then I wake up clutching a handful of grass.
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why danish do you think? you from denmark? And yeah, goood idéa to ´write down dreams, i would if i wasn't so fuckin lazyTingel Tangel wrote:Now the voice returns and it's brought about 7 others that keep screaming things in both Romanian and Danish.
Anybody here who speak when they sleep, i have said lot's of stuff.. like "i own the world" 3 times in a row when i was asleep, i was told.
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r u hot in the dreamTingel Tangel wrote: The person (a woman) seems to be sleeping, and I raise the knife, as I get closer - when I see the girls face, I recognise her as myself but still jab down the knife...
I do that to but I shouldn't because then I stay in bed to keep dreaming and I'm wasting my life by dreamingI write down my dreams when I've just woken up and still remember all the details…
Today I had a dream I was walking around texas and I had to get to new york to deliver some research. There was also a lot of trains so I just sit on them but one crashed.
Arjuna does.Kashluk wrote:Nobody ever dreams of me
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im half dutch on me mums side.
"Banned in 2 posts" 
Subhuman wrote:A guy ripping open his anus, a man in chaps getting fucked by a horse, and a girl spewing enema all over her face in a bathtub are okay, but a 15 year-old's cock is off-limits. Only on DAC.
King of Creation wrote: Aaannnnnnnnd to the wasteland
i already mentioned this one in #fallout, but i had one the other day where i was combing my hair, and every time i passed the comb through a part of my hair, it would turn blonde. naturally, this being a dream, i didn't think of this as strange, so i kept on combin'.
*shrug*
*shrug*
Did i say that out loud?
I dream about black people robbing me. Like the other night, I had a dream that I was in my living room standing behind a window, and some black guy was on the other side, he picked up a shovel, and smashed it through the window, I couldnt scream or move, then i woke up.
Maybe I'm a racist, on the inside.
Maybe I'm a racist, on the inside.
Mismatch wrote:[quote="seems like you've somekinda reversed oidipus...
you want to kill your mom and have sex with your dad. Or mebbe kill you self so your parents can have sex. Mostly anal.
How is that reversed?
I want to fuck myself and kill my neighbour. Is there a specific term for that?
Sometimes an atomic weapon is just an atomic weapon, ja?
