I had a dream that I killed one of the Lit members.

Laurelioliofreakoliolio!!

That reminds me of the 80's "Return" or "Night of the Living Dead", which ever one had the punks in the graveyard, and they went into the place where they embalm and crap, and they uncover the barrels of green shit that makes the dead live agian, and thirst for brains, you know the one.

Why, because of the taxadermied dog that was cross section mounted on the shelf, and it came back to life from the stuff, down in the lab. It is the image I am referring to and it is making me sick to think of the turtles like that.

With that note...That dream would have made me run outside to see if they were okay. I am paranoid about my animals. There are some sick fucking people in the world.
Did you run out there?


This thread is going to fuck with my head. I can see that already, but what I want you all to know is that I am not of the disposition to kill anything.
 
I'm not in the least saying that I could kill someone. My conscience would kill me first. But dreams are different....
 
Jeez, and the only dreams I remember are the one's where I'm turned into Frankenstien's Monster, and sent off to kill vampires, and one where I always end up on some stupid boat, fall through a hatch, and fall into darkness and wake up.

That, and one where I'm fighting giant carrots. Go figure. :p
 
I've killed many people in my dreams......
There was one that seems so real as if it was in a past life, seriously, rather not talk about it here though.
 
I had a very sexy dream last night about Janeanne Garafalo. Loooong flirtation followed by a kiss on a train. At the end she was climing under my blanket to give me a public B.J., but when she got under the blanket, she disappeared. (Must be all those years I spent touring as a magician. At least she didn't turn into a tiger -- that's just a little too much pussy for me. Roar.)
 
Well, the hell with that! Last night I dreamt about escaping from a mental ward so that I could save a child, and I ended up in history class with a test that I aced. Then I went to some secret underground wedding and had to hide a diamond and sapphire necklace from someone, who was eventually killed or beaten or something, and then I gave it back to it's rightful owner and they adopted me as their child. So there you have it, folks: Myst's dreams.
 
I rememeber almost all of my dreams and even write them down. Some of them would make great SciFi short stories (unfortunately not of the erotic kind rats!).

I dream in technicolor and surround sound. It seems so real that I don't want to wake up if the dream is good. And sometimes, if I do wake up, I can go back to sleep right where I left off.

Other times, I know I'm dreaming and can influence the dream but most of the time, I can't (or it would always get around to me getting some :))
 
OK, I think now is a good time for a disclaimer.

Contrary to what we have both said in previous threads, I must state, for the record, after reading this...Myst and I do not share a brain after all.

Eeegads!

Chickie, I think you need to lay off the spicy foods before bedtime. Or stop eating crack and peanut butter 'sammiches'! LOL ;)
 
Myst said:
What a dream! Wow... I think I liked that dream quite a bit.


IT WAS ME WASN't IT! IT WAS ME!

OH MY GOD...DON'T LIE...I KNOW IT WAS ME!!!

OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!

Just do it quickly and get it over with!!!
 
Re: Those are excellent dreams

shadowsource said:
I take it you don't smoke pot too often? It seems to reduce dream recollection.

You're kidding. My dreams become pretty damned lucid and freaky when I'm smoked out.
 
Baby

I can just imagin you getting that pisy you killed someone, accidentally on purpose :p


Nice av BTW, new lingere?
 
Myst

i wouldn't be worried about you having those type of dreams.

at least not until you find how to start having out of body experiences.

sweet dreams Myst.
 
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