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Better. :)
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I once dreamt I was the DooM guy shooting baddies with my super shotgun, flipping switches, opening doors and collecting stuff. No wait that was actually yesterday and I was tripping. Super sweet.
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I had a dream that I was playing Super Metroid Redesign and I was in Norfair. I remember entering Kraid's room, but it was definitely not from Redesign. I it used the green Brinstar tileset and could see the entire room at once. Kraid didn't automatically appear. Instead, I had to go all the way to the other side of the room, and while I was doing so the amount of vegetation drastically increased. The strange thing is that I haven't played Super Metroid for months.
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I also used to wake up every morning, open my curtains, and see the twin towers. And then one day, wasn't able to anymore, I'll never forget that.
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I want to put this down before I forget about it. It was one of those rare dreams that lasted a long time and actually had a *mostly* coherent plot. Keep in mind that everything I say applies only to the dream world. So there's some big trial going on. Somehow my drummer roommate was selected to be the defense attorney and I was picked to be on the jury (they were really lax on the jury, as shall be seen). The defendant was Bart Simpson and he was being accused of aiding in the escape of a character from a recently released video game. And I don't mean escaped from the video game, but rather from the prison in the video game where she was being held (remember, *mostly* coherent). As the dream progressed, it occasionally flashed to scenes from the video game as though I were watching G4 around the time of some big video game convention. Apparently said character looked a lot like a mean and muscular version of Krystal from Star Fox, and the prison where she was being held had a series of torture rooms or "torture obstacle courses" that I believe served as the games levels. These rooms were in control of a guard who looked like some kind of cartoon leopard, but if he resembles any particular character from somewhere else, then I can't put my finger on it. Much of the story would be about these two characters interacting. Before the trial began, my roommate, some friends and I sat around in some room discussing the trial. I don't remember the discussion, but I do remember that at the end of it, we were late and had to sneak in. As the trial progressed, we were allowed to live normal life during the recesses. One of these times some friends and I went to pick up (or drop off?) my sister at the local college dorms, and when we showed up we saw that two of the building had been burned in a really bad fire; one of these was where my brother had stayed. Other times my brother and I would go swimming in a near frozen river. Once I met up with Bart Simpson and managed to talk with him a little bit. He was looking really depressed and wearing a tattered Bartman costume. When I saw his condition, I looked at him and said, "Let me guess, you were playing around in the woods and fell down, ripping your clothes. When the cops found you, they also found her footprints nearby, and assumed you were an accomplice and she had turned her back on you when she decided she know longer needed you." He said, "Exactly." It was during the conversation that I learned that she was a big deal because she had stolen some magic crown and had hidden it somewhere. At that point I realized the crown had been placed on top of a Radioactive Man statue at a local themepark. I don't know how I knew; I just did. I don't remember too many details about the trial itself. My roommate was having a hard establishing his case, but eventually he managed to procure some crucial piece of evidence and win the trial. It then came out that, though the case was real, the trial was part of some gameshow, and my roommate won a huge reward because of it. The dream then ended with my brother and I returning to the near frozen river to do some swimming. When we were done, we rushed home and I crawled into bed to warm up. That's when I woke up. Funny part about the dream is that my roommate had been hypnotized. Whenever someone said something, he would stand up and walk up and down the aisles, acting as though he were playing the drums. It was always a pleasure to see his embarrassed face when he snapped out of it and thought, "What am I doing?!" So, yeah. That's the dream I just had.
A hundred years from now, they will gaze upon my work and marvel at my skills but never know my name. And that will be good enough for me.
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Because logging dreams not only preserves the memory, but improves possibility of memory. Should do that more, I get a lot of long remembered dreams. For me, remembering them feels like holding onto a tapestry woven of kite strings- if you don't hold a thread, or enough touching it, it blows out and away, but one thing may recall three others along the line.
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Nice metaphor :D
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Last night I dreampt that I was trying to get to sleep. It was a long night.
A hundred years from now, they will gaze upon my work and marvel at my skills but never know my name. And that will be good enough for me.
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[quote="Captain Forehead"]I had this dream where Mario was in Resident Evil 4, somehow he went through the entire game.[/quote] I had another dream about that, only it was Link in Bioshock.
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Ferret Warlord wrote:
Last night I dreamt that I was trying to get to sleep. It was a long night.
So, is this better or worse than the dreams I have that I am already awake and moving?
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eternaljwh wrote:
Ferret Warlord wrote:
Last night I dreamt that I was trying to get to sleep. It was a long night.
So, is this better or worse than the dreams I have that I am already awake and moving?
It's worse. Much worse. The only thing worse than that is sleep paralysis.
A hundred years from now, they will gaze upon my work and marvel at my skills but never know my name. And that will be good enough for me.
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At the risk of turning this into a personal dream log, and in the hopes of others sharing their crazy night visions, I'll post one more. Last night's dream had the following elements in it: 1. An animated adaptation of this webcomic whose fidelity to the source material began and ended with the inclusion of a single character, and only after some creative liberties were taken with her; literally everything else was thrown out. It had some really nice animation and sound effects, though! 2. Trying to google information about said adaption only yielded stuff about snow speeders and Tai Lung; I'm still trying to figure out what the connection is between these three. 3. A bike store that, several minutes later in dream time, turned into a video game shop in a way that things change in dreams. Marcus Fenix was milling around in it during the video game phase. 4. A gray, three ring binder with the name "Ennesby" written on the front with black permanent marker. 5. Finishing off with the crew of the Red Dwarf wandering around inside one of these. There was a bunch of other stuff that was equally bizarre, and at one point the dream had a logical procession to it in ways that dreams rarely do, but I can't recall those details. Still, I find it kinda weird how your brain just randomly mashes things together for some interesting results. (I'm also almost worried about what they say about me)
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I've been having these dreams lately where I think I'm watching b-action movies. They're kind of like lucid dreams, only instead of having a sense of bodily freedom, I'm able to viciously mock the dialogue and production values of the things my subconscious presents to me. One was another movie sequel of Sex and the City, set in the not too distant future where New York has been decimated by a nuclear apocalypse. The details are fuzzy, but I remember that it centered around Carrie and her trite, self-absorbed observations about her damn love life while the other 99% of civilization struggled to find food and shelter. For no reason other than to generate drama in an otherwise flat and meandering plotline, there was a scene where Samantha got a beatdown from a gang of wasteland-dwelling mutants. It'd be worth the price of admission just for that last part. Recently, I went to bed listening to an audiobook of the horror genre and got sleep paralysis. Listening to horror in my sleep usually causes incredibly vivid nightmares, but this is the first time I've ever gotten sleep paralysis out of it. I'd recommend it to anybody. The "old hag syndrome" I've heard about suddenly makes sense, too- it really does feel like somebody's sitting on you.
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Dromiceius wrote:
One was another movie sequel of Sex and the City, set in the not too distant future where New York has been decimated by a nuclear apocalypse. The details are fuzzy, but I remember that it centered around Carrie and her trite, self-absorbed observations about her damn love life while the other 99% of civilization struggled to find food and shelter. For no reason other than to generate drama in an otherwise flat and meandering plotline, there was a scene where Samantha got a beatdown from a gang of wasteland-dwelling mutants. It'd be worth the price of admission just for that last part.
I would watch this movie. When it is over, I would go to the box office, buy another ticket, and watch it again. Dude, that is just awesome. I wish I had dreams like that.
A hundred years from now, they will gaze upon my work and marvel at my skills but never know my name. And that will be good enough for me.
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When I was younger I had lots of dreams which seemed to take place in a world without the presence of any rules. Things would just randomly change from one abstract style to the next, rooms changed, time changed, one strange being morphes into the other, everything's possible. Now, I often dream very detailed rooms or entire houses with obscure architecture. Or I dream songs where I usually mix ideas from different songs into one new melody and also add in entirely new stuff. I'm also very often able to fly in my dreams. I first need to remember how to do it, then after a few tries it finally works. I also dream landscapes that are more beautiful than reality or any computer animation, containing color schemes and reflection patterns that don't really occur in real life. I've also dreamt about new tastes, I can still remember one of them quite well.. I've never eaten anything so delicious! Also, I can dream feelings that I've never felt before, but it isn't really possible to describe them. They feel very, very real and intensive though. I still have dreams of the kind when I was younger too. I'd often like to be able to tape them, they can get quite entertaining indeed.
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Most of my dreams possess visual verisimilitude- if you could take a freezeframe, it would just look like a photograph, usually. Some other times instead it takes the form of videogamelike sprites, and sometimes exaggerated animé-like drawing, but these are the exception. The photorealism stands in contrast to the usual content of the dreams, where the laws of physics tend to be bent in roughly the Superpower way, like flight (everyone tends to have those dreams, I know)- but I've had dreams where time travel was involved (hooray for stable timeloops), or dying and then 'loading' to retry...
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As a change from the action movies, tonight I saw a news clip from the opening ceremony parade from the recent Beijing Hong Kong olympics. The president of China, Hitler, was watching the parade from a spectator stand high above the crowd. One of the peasants below knocked a balloon into Hitler's private box, causing his guards to grab the balloon, throw it to the ground and shoot it with revolvers. That Hitler would have such a thing done to a balloon was apparently quite scandalous.
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Dromiceius wrote:
The president of China, Hitler
... Dunno what you're on, but can I have some, too? :D
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From my last report.
Ferret Warlord wrote:
4. A gray, three ring binder with the name "Ennesby" written on the front with black permanent marker.
I couldn't resist.
A hundred years from now, they will gaze upon my work and marvel at my skills but never know my name. And that will be good enough for me.
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I met a pornstar. Very hot, not to mention a contortionist who could bend herself into positions that are unnatural even for real contortionists. I don't remember the details of our exchange, but later on I discovered that her back was a giant mouth with concentric rows of razor-sharp teeth. So I asked, "can you eat with it?" but she just snorted disdainfully and I woke up. Edit for fridge logic: the correct question would have been "what kind of porn do you do?" Had another weird dream a week ago. Google had invented an AI that could simulate every human being who had ever used the internet. I looked at what I thought was the source, but it was a just a black and white picture of a brain. I zoomed in (this was a PDF, I guess) and noticed that each of the black pixels of the brain was another picture of a brain, and that each of these brainlets were themselves not really code, but reams and reams of (obviously machine-generated) XML, shaped into a brain! Ostensibly, this XML would consist of emails, forum posts, google searches, YouTube activity, shopping habits and whatnot. Remember: Big Brother is watching.
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Earlier this week, I dreamt that there was a zoo exhibit that housed cougars that could sleep underwater. Apparently their fur acted as a sort of gill: it would filter out the oxygen from the water and when large enough air pockets formed they would reflexively lift a paw and push it into their nose. It was quite a sight.
A hundred years from now, they will gaze upon my work and marvel at my skills but never know my name. And that will be good enough for me.
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Okay, I seem to be dominating this topic, but... The other night, I dreamt I was hanging out on the IRC here, when for whatever reason I brought up Matt Furey. I ended up being on the receiving end of a wave of sarcastic, biting comments that opened with Omnipotent Entity stating how a doctor prescribed for him a specialized weight lifting routine that quite literally saved his life, and how Furey can go bite it. Guys, I know the Matt Furey is a sleazy con-artist and all. Did you really find it necessary to invade my dreams to chew me out for finding merit in the exercises presented in his book?
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Someone on the internet was wrong, Ferret. It doesn't matter if the internet in question only existed in your subconscious! I haven't been dreaming much lately. A few exceptionally grotesque nightmares that were interesting mainly as evidence that my mind is capable of concocting such potently disgusting imagery. The odd school dream pops up occasionally, as well. Apparently, this is a common experience among all sorts of people. Mine have been mostly variations on me forgetting which classes I've enrolled in. I've wandered the halls, been attacked by Terminator-like menaces, gone home, and occasionally sat in on lectures for random courses to see if the material is useful, comprehensible, inane... More than a few times, I've considered my surroundings in a quasi-lucid state and thought, "oh good, I'm at a school for some reason. I almost thought it was that stupid dream I keep having." So I'm interested in hearing what other people have to say— does anyone else here get these kinds of dreams?
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Well, I think this is similar to what you are talking about. On my mission, I had a few dreams where my two years were up and I had returned home... but when I tried to remember what all I had done, I couldn't remember anything past the area I was currently in. Once I looked through one of my books that I had taken notes in to see if I could remember it, when I came across a sheet of paper that had something written on it I now can't remember; I started reminiscing about how I got this note and then woke up. Another time, I was sitting around when I started freaking out: "Wait, why am I home? What am I doing here, playing video games? I should still be in Salida!" Also on said mission I had a ton of dreams involving shower stalls and a few about discovering a part of the apartment no other missionary had yet found. This part was typically HUGE and was confusing how no one knew about it sooner. One time even combined these two, with a shower stall being behind a door inside a coat closet found in this new part of the apartment. I still don't know what to make of all these shower stalls. I don't dream about them as much right now, but it does crop up on occasion.
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Ferret Warlord wrote:
I ended up being on the receiving end of a wave of sarcastic, biting comments that opened with Omnipotent Entity stating how a doctor prescribed for him a specialized weight lifting routine that quite literally saved his life, and how Furey can go bite it.
Good! Good! My invasion of the world's subconscious has begun! :D
Build a man a fire, warm him for a day, Set a man on fire, warm him for the rest of his life.
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I have lucid dreams about every day, before I fall asleep. It's a semi-conscious form of dreaming and for me it works at a much faster pace (more stuff per second happens) than regular dreams. I guess it's called hypnagogia, though I don't agree with the way the wiki article describes it. I can control about 20% of the things that happen and that value gets lower and lower as I get towards real sleeping. Those dreams are really as surreal as they can get. Thoughts get randomly mixed up in ways they're normally not supposed to, including many occurances of synesthesia. Most of the images I see during that period would make for good paintings and I also come up with some awesome songs every now and then. I can consciously stop the process at any time during the initial stages and I will retain most of my memory of what has happened. When I touch my eyelids while they're still closed I can feel my eyeballs unconsciously moving into random directions at high speeds. During real sleep my dreams get much more realisitic, but they still make less sense than average dreams for the major part. Also, often I have some kind of "enhanced reality dreams". During those I make experiences that feel more real than real reality. I've had very intense feelings where I've never felt anything comparable during the state of being awake. I've also seen more prettier things than exist in real life and tasted the best taste I've ever tasted in those dreams. >_> The areas I visit during those dreams are very complex and some of them would make pretty cool, but expensive, real buildings. People during those dreams can sometimes act surprisingly realistic, to a point where I at first can't make sense of their actions, but after giving it some thought I can figure out their motivations behind them. They really seem to have their own minds and I can't access what they are thinking. All that gets mixed up with very surreal stuff again though.