Bad Dreams FTL

[nVRuckus 5,000+ posts]

crack is a hell of a drug

 

[noob with an RS 10+ year member]

i had a nightmare where i had 2 *** up your sister. she was ok. i woke up with sticky briefs.

 

[regal8r 5,000+ posts]

crack is a hell of a drug

chapelle show FTMFW

 

[prochobo 10+ year member]

If you really want crazy and vivid dreams, get the nicotine patch and wear it to sleep. Those are the best dreams in the world //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/biggrin.gif.d71a5d36fcbab170f2364c9f2e3946cb.gif

 

[Railrocker 10+ year member]

Worst dreams are the ones where something happens to your kids. THOSE ****!!!!!!!!!! Cause then you have to run to their beds to check on them.

 

[theCybe 5,000+ posts]

Disclaimer: this post contains on and off topic emo poetry by myself.

A lot of times, my dreams loop, or end in a circumstance that could have been the beginning.

Livejournal, March 14th 2005;

Last night, I died like twice in my dreams.
I thought I felt my girlfriend crawl in bed, but

it was really me, with a shaven head,

and I choked me out, it was scary

I poked out his eye in retaliation,

and it just crackled

until I woke up, and said

'****.'

So I went back to sleep, and had another dream

this time i was protecting myself

i'm certain to avoid misfortune.

Waiting outside a building, wearing

faulty night-vision

I heard some stairs creaking, even though

I was in my car.

I paid it no mind, and as I transitioned,

I thought I saw my objective in the distance;

But no, they were right on me,

And I died again.

'mmh. why.'

So I woke halfway, startled, but was still dreaming.

I felt a presence in the house, and

still spooked by the sounds of the stairs, I fled

into the street

where I was run down,

and stricken.

By someone I'll not mention.

'grr.'

So I woke up in bed,

This is pretty frustrating.

Rolled over, to catch some more zees,

and now my lover confesses cheating on me

it's all too vivid, i awaken from grief;

It's 4 AM,

and I'm afraid to sleep.

-Pride
Let's talk about

Stability infinity;

Seredipitous futility;

-Satire

How quirky a prose, it almost even amused me for a second.

Who said I had to be a constant?

Alongside what nonsense,

-Assertion

My rollercoaster never dips below par.

I felt like you owed me something, so I wrote it off,

jibbing towards equality.

-Disassociation

Average is the mean only because there's nothing

in between to call 'it'

'It' is the gap between true and false.

That's why they call it a gray area.

Who's that mediocre? And besides,

We grade on our own curves, it's

-Relativity

So my square root can beat up your cubic displacement,

But not alter the lowest common denominator,

However not allow it to be me;

I just don't feel comfortable

being the one underneath;

Perhaps I was driven,

or determined or doubted.

In an attempt to surround myself with taller beings,

I find I'm already six foot five;

-Revelations

Which is unfortunate, except in the case of a tidalwave,

in which case my head would still be above water while you lose yourselves in sand, and you could be my stepping stones.

Then new concensus averages out. Wouldn't that be neat;

-Reflections

Maybe I'm just not satisfied, maybe I have a guilty overtone;

Maybe I'm the only person I ever listened to.

The bottom line is somewhere else,

and I haven't seen it, but I can feel the depth on Monday.

-Ridiculous

i am
somewhere between here and

less than entertained
are you here to
catch and claim how

we
are
  the
   same

my better half, yet since defamed
flicker, flames
whom contents may contain
that which is
spreading through my veins
naturally, ha. 

i'm sane.

and so do wonder you?
why so plain?
what have they regained;
conciousness.
recognance.
like gathered paper cranes
displacement game,
replacement veins,

more unexplained
much less retained

whats
 my
  ****ing
    name

i had a dreamand i couldn't see

i was driving drunk

and i started to speed

half open, half closed,

sight from one side, blind

it's really just like a movie,

and it's fleeting, feel it grind

i thank that was an island

i dunno, i'm all eyelids

how'd i hit the highway

why am i still alive

i must be doing ninety-five

it's like i took a beating

think i'm bleeding

i can't see things;

where is what i'm needing,

my seeking,

some empty greeting

strands of mace,

hair in my face,

we always win the race

it's darkness, my opponent

at the finish amma die,

and i know it.

had a dream, my best friendwe were

in my car

and he died

in an accident

on the wrong side of the road

i got out and walked

to the ramp

with a laptop

that wouldn't work

so i tore the screen off

a note says

'green and black wires;'

so i sat down

and tried to mend them

but they wouldn't mesh

i tried to go back

but couldn't get up

i see the clouds, i see the earth

and realize i had already died

and woke up on the other side

six of us, and i'm the newbie

you look kinda familiar

games, and questions

how long do i last here

how did you die

why aren't we in heaven or hell

how long have you been here

this is kinda fun, but

why are you looking at me

a holy war

a thousand friends

turned enemy and fiends

fight them off and flee

off to another mansion

to carry on and forth

again and again

until they decide my fate

so i jumped in my car.

that's what happened

when i died in my dream.

did i tell you that i stabbed youdid you know you ****ing bled

you should have seen the dreams i had

inside where shapeless heads

when i ask you what you think of that

will this be what was said;

i think i'm having second thoughts.

- they last a second long?

how come you're always smashing me.

- how come you're always wrong?

"there are igloos overhead,

there are waterfalls beneath."

of sound mind and tortured body,

upon you i bequeath:

the followings of migrant vagrants,

a drop of negligence.

a genocide, apocalypse,

holocaust kool-aid lips.

you cannot break me down to be

packed and shipped in crates

i think your soul weighs not enough

to cover cost of freight

succeed if try you mightly may

upon thin ice you skate

sitting on the dock i am,

and thusly, i will wait.

 

[zachzchw 5,000+ posts]

This leads her to believe that this man has killed his wife in the room.I am sleeng in the exact room where this murder may have occoured.

So, hows THAT?

Should be easy enough to find out if a murder was committed in the house. Or, find out if the woman is still alive.

Just read the first post of the thread.......Loud, you need to see a shrink, man. Somethings gotta be going on that makes you dream like that.

Try to look up the dream meanings, see if anything sounds relevant.

 

[theCybe 5,000+ posts]

a hickory dickory mock of your sickerybrought to you by yours truly,

syringes in your eyes.

[x] don't show me this warning again

[x] don't have me make mice of men

[x] don't cry when i ****ing grin

[x] don't

[x] don't

[x] just

[x] don't.

anticipate crusted crumble-****

dismemberment capital stutter-****

why do i write in ****ing rhymes

because it keeps me ****ing thinking

why do i walk a crooked line

it's 'cuz your mugshot sent me drinking

when i'm with you, i like what i see

during those times when i'm

fcking

blinking

it's because i just took a sledge-hammer to you

it's because i'm ****ing enamoured with you

above loomed "tainted enchantress moon"

whenever i saw, jawless ajar,

and spilt a cup of dubloon

blither-me, spewforth-you

aren't we in love, now.

have a taste of my tea.

whom, too concerned you may be;
me, we, she, you, he;

it has recently come to my attention

some shit has yes I am, intention

being

lack witnesses, regrets, retention;

you can. class not bare dimension

welcome,

re-invention

seek and dare thou shalt

intervention

so then, let me have your penchant

are yet you foreplay attention?

pride upon your chest-flesh pendant

drivel mind; men driven defendant

stage-face relocate, trigger tension

would have me mention

cannot be mended

alas derived pubescent winded

flourish wilting people blended

how'bout half off retail kindred

banishment, return soon sended

expression ended

one last man standing band. splended.

i know you missed the point and something changedthe click that didn't catch i slipped and

severed self regained a wealth uncommon

to attain the parts of me we know and

love not timed for be explained too

much maintenance faux fassad,

however that is spelt the

tie that binds my heart

and mind i stood, and

watched it melt i

hadn't even

touched it

when it

burned

my

fingertips

essence window

strength anew

rise, dispursion frey

looking back as now detached

i'm regular again

yes average

yes expendable

yes sensitive

ready, what?

... YEah.

 

[yacob.naif 10+ year member]

i only remember my dreams on the weekends for some reason...

it may have something to do with going back to sleep after them....?

But a lot of my bad dreams consist of my teeth falling out......

 

[theCybe 5,000+ posts]

Yep, I only remember dreams if I wake up too early and go back to sleep.

 

[noob with an RS 10+ year member]

oh yea, one time i woke up cuz i thought i felt what i thought was a human hand on my face so i brushed it off in slight panic and woke up and looked around and didnt find nothing. went back to sleep feeling a little spooked out but figured it mustve been part of my dream. then woke back up feeling the human hand on my face again. so i panic immediately smack it off my face and bug out in bed tossing blankets and pillows, breathing hard, thinking im going to find a human hand somewhere or a ghost or some shit. after calming down, i realize my left hand is dead asleep and i cant feel it but when i touch it with my other hand it feels like its someone else's hand. weird. what a trip that was.

 

[prohockeygoalie 10+ year member]

cold turkey off the blow or something

 

[theCybe 5,000+ posts]

^ lmfao

good call, at least for me back then.

 

[bigbangtheory 5,000+ posts]

you have the same dream more than once?

That is pretty normal dreaming of the same dream. Hell I have some crazy dreams over and over and over. Nothing I can do about it, I am sleeping. Now if some Freddy Crouger shit happens, then I wont sleep and take up Faulktons advice.//content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/laugh.gif.48439b2acf2cfca21620f01e7f77d1e4.gif

 

[Belunt 10+ year member]

I've had some doozies myself lately. The only thing that scares me though is waking up next to a fat wife in a house full of screaming kids.