German Sausage wrote:i really wanted to pretend to have had the same dream as someone and freak them out. alas, the thread is not quite long enough to get away with this.
T.S. Eliot in "The Waste Land" wrote:APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Lucid dreaming is a skill. My dreams are also INCREDIBLY immersive and often pretty difficult to tell from reality.Earlz wrote:only thing I remember from my dream is seeing a girls face(a girl I use to like, but now hate)...really weird...
umm..yea...I sadly have only had like 3 lucid dreams...I have had many dreams where I know I'm in a dream, but can't control it though...
une see wrote:German Sausage wrote:i really wanted to pretend to have had the same dream as someone and freak them out. alas, the thread is not quite long enough to get away with this.
Well, jeez. I was going to do that too!
Well, now I can't...
Roun wrote:Okay, it was summer, and I had gotten out of school a few weeks ago. I kept having dreams that I was back at school, and I had forgotten my books at home.
So, after having similar dreams over and over again for a few weeks, I said to myself, "Okay, if I have another dream like that, I just have to remember that it's just a dream. School let out already."
So, I do have another dream, and I'm sitting in a row of desks with some other people.
Then I come to the realization: "School is out! This is just a dream!" I announce so aloud(in the dream).
Then the guy next to me says, "If this is a dream, then why are we here at school?"
"Oh, good point." And I go back to working.
After waking up: "Dammit!"
alitheiapsis wrote:HEY NOW DON'T TALK SHIT ABOUT BRONTOSAURUSES
RealGrouchy wrote:Can't talk now. Fucking.
addams wrote:God is wrong on this one.
Rat wrote: so i sprinted back down this hill like a fucking mountain goat
Mighty Jalapeno wrote:Don't worry, you has boobs (probably).
Kles wrote:I don't really remember the dream, but I do remember waking up to my cat vomitting on the floor. When I got out of bed to get a rag to clean it up, it was gone, as if it was never there.
Mighty Jalapeno wrote:I dreamed I got a Denis Leary album titled "Cedar Cake", which featured a picture of him on the cover wearing kids clothes and leaning tiredly against the wall of a trashed living room at Christmastime, with "Twelve Days To Go" spray painted on the wall behind him. Then I watched an indoor soccer game wearing only a towel, and spent most of the game trying to get snacks out of a vending machine without money, because my towel had no pockets.
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