Litiquette VII

My ability to provide high quality sex to my partner is:

  • I am without a doubt the highest quality sex partner there is. I will make you cum and I will cum, a

    Votes: 54 25.2%
  • I have more kinks than most, nothing inappropriate but you’ll be shocked at what I like

    Votes: 107 50.0%
  • I’m good. I get the job done, not much flair but there’ll be no need for masturbation after

    Votes: 46 21.5%
  • I mostly provide sex as a service. I’ve never really enjoyed it so I won’t seek it out, but when ask

    Votes: 1 0.5%
  • I’m as vanilla as it gets. I hope you have a great imagination, you’ll likely need it to keep things

    Votes: 6 2.8%

  • Total voters
    214
Happy Saturday.

I’m naturally curious and intrigued - I span from knowing more on Elon Musk’s Neuralink brain computer to something as simple as a recipe. Itching to know the evolution - what was the very first spark that started it all. That’s the best IMO.

So, if you had unlimited fundings to research something, what would you research?

Mental health issues, no question. And autism. And domestic abuse.

How do we better bridge the gap between available resources and the people who need them? How do we improve and increase the resources we have? How do we counteract the affect that social stigma has on a person's likelihood to seek help? How do we reduce the number of people who fall through the cracks? How can we better help people struggling with these issues at every age? Should more widespread genetic testing be encouraged? To whom, under what circumstances, and what should we do with the information obtained? How can we better support families dealing with these issues and keep them connected to resources over the long haul?

Unlimited fundings would be marvelous. I'm going to need unlimited time, too, if that can be arranged?
 
Neurological research and immunosuppressive disorders.
Brain study. How to tap more of it. Disorders of the brain. Why does our body attack itself? Lupus. ALS. MS. Brain cancer. Seizures. Schizophrenia. Behavior.
There’s so much we don’t know.

Very good list! I would only add:

Autoimmune Encephalitis 😭
 
All of the above are such great ideas 💜

I think I’d dive into education:

What really works these days; what’s antiquated and need to be tossed?

Let’s take a good hard look at standardized statewide accountability testing. What have we learned from it over the last 20 years? We have an entire generation of people that went from K-12 under NCLB. How’s it workin so far?

“Everyone should go to college” - we sure ‘bout that?

“Gotta have more people in science and tech jobs” - we sure ‘bout that?

Teacher training - alternative certification - recruiting - making the job such that good candidates are attracted to it and want to stay...

And how do we fund all this?

And make the good stuff accessible to everyone?

Theres a lot of room for improvement and innovation.

I’d want to earmark a lot of these funds for implementation, too. I don’t just wanna sit in the ivory tower of academia and opine all day. I wanna put it all in action.
 
Was there a question? Something about a list of good and right and all things nice?? Ah hell, I need another beer!
 
Happy Sunday :)

*yawwwwn strrrrretch*
J/k I’ve been up for hours.

So, dreams.

Do you ever....
Dream in another language?
Dream in black and white?
Have recurring dreams?
Dream about Litsters?
Dream your SO did something *bad* and you wake up pissed as hell? Lol...

Do you believe dreams have symbolism and signs in them? Or are our brains just doing their brainy nightly maintenance while we sleep?

ETA: If you’ve dreamt about Litsters, bonus points for detailed descriptions! :D
 
So, dreams.

OMG I feel like I need a dream journal these days. I've always had like one off vivid dreams, like once in a blue moon, but since the whole coronavirus thing, holy eff. I read an article about traumatic events causing vivid dreams and apparently there is an uptick around the pandemic that is a lot like what was seen around 9/11. I'm buying what they are selling because it's been weird.

Sometimes it's very "normal." Like about family members or friends, and normal things, like get togethers. Sometimes it's fucking weird. Languages that I don't even think are real languages and certainly not English. People I've never even met or seen (or at least remember seeing.) And strange scenarios. I would detail one, but I don't often remember the most of them. Sometimes I wake up and it was like I'm still living it but I often lose memory of them. The ones I wake up in the middle of are usually the shitty ones, sadly. Also, I have the waking up and I didn't study for an exam or didn't get a paper done in time a lot, which is also apparently very common.

I have dreamt about Lit people, but not many. I don't think any of my detail is going to get me bonus points though, they are usually very clean dreams and few and far between. I like them all the same though as they are mostly about friends here and it's usually not a nightmare about databases of my personal information. Only usually, thanks, Suz.

I do think dreams can mean something and I usually try to figure it out If I remember them, but I also think that lots of times they don't and it's random AF. Maybe I'll change my answer from yesterday and research dreams. I do think they are fascinating and I'd love to know more about how, why, when, and if they truly do mean anything on a subconscious level. Like I said I dismiss some as random AF and maybe that's not true. Maybe sometimes a cigar isn't just a cigar.
 
I don't often remember my dreams, but the vast majority of the ones I do remember upon waking are unpleasant or disturbing in some way. It's quite common for my dreams to appear 'normal' but to be accompanied by an overwhelming sense of dread, or for the action taking place to be bad or weird, but everyone is behaving as though everything is perfectly fine. I rarely dream about close friends or family, but when I do, it's usually about something awful happening to one of my children, or my father or one of my exes trying to kill me. Thankfully I haven't had one of those in a while.

I did for years have a recurring dream when I was in grade school. It started out in an elevator. An empty gurney was surrounded by people. It was very quiet. No one was talking or moving, they were just looking at the gurney. I didn't sense any fear from them, just a feeling of 'this is the way things are.' Then one of the men was asking for a volunteer. Someone climbed up and laid down and then the man plucked out their eyeballs with a pair of tweezers. No anesthesia of any kind was used.

The next scene took place in an enormous warehouse, in which I was being given a tour. We came around to the front of a large conveyor belt and I could see wooden boxes on the belt, they were vintage wooden soda crates, only about six inches deep and divided into quarters, with handles carved out of the sides. As we stepped closer I could see that the crates were filled with ice, and on top of the ice... were... eyeballs. I stood there watching those ice-packed eyeballs rattle by in front of me, listening to the noise of the machinery, and thinking about elevators and gurneys and tweezers.

I had that dream several times around the ages of 7-10, and again a few times years later. I was always relieved to wake up.
 
I'm with y'all on the neuroscience.

While we're at it, why not re-conduct ALL medical studies to include women this time? Female health is woefully underfunded and not understood at all.
 
I don’t dream much, but sometimes I do remember them. Those have significance, I believe. I’ve had dreams that have awakened me in a full on rage, or others that have had a more calming effect. I don’t often dream about sex, but I’ve dreamt about a couple of lady Litsters together in a few dreams who I will not mention because they appear on this thread. Lol. Otherwise, have a great day, folks!
 
I rarely remember my dreams and if I do they’re usually not ones I want to remember. I’ve had a recurring dream and although it doesn’t happen often it’s always the same or very similar one. Turning up at school, no timetable and running around trying to find the classes I’m supposed to be in. Ha! I’m surprised I can even remember that as it’s so long ago :eek: As for sex dreams, I’ve had a few 😜
 
If I dream. I dream about work.

If I have sex dreams, I don’t ever get what I want.

Dreams, like life, are pretty frustrating.

When I was a child, my dad always chased me on a balcony. The balcony narrowed until I feel off. And that falling feeling woke me up. Every. Single. Time.
 
I rarely remember my dreams and if I do they’re usually not ones I want to remember. I’ve had a recurring dream and although it doesn’t happen often it’s always the same or very similar one. Turning up at school, no timetable and running around trying to find the classes I’m supposed to be in. Ha! I’m surprised I can even remember that as it’s so long ago :eek: As for sex dreams, I’ve had a few 😜

I heard there's bonus points for description of that last bit. Just saying.

The no timetable thing would drive me batty even in dream form. This s school dream thing is super popular though. I read it somewhere, so obvs it's true!

I also talk and walk in my sleep. Super fun at sleepovers 😊

I'm a talker, but I don't think I stroll anywhere.
 
I have vivid dreams. Color. Repeats. Tons of people from my past. Tons of places from my past. They blend into each other.
I have dreams I’m driving over bridges. It used to be I couldn’t do it... for whatever dream reason... too steep, traffic too fast, can’t get over in time. Now I can. Bridging the gap, crossing over to the other side, riding a giant penis, insert your dream metaphor here.

I dream about my cousin every night. Then again, I always have. She was my heart, my best friend, and my PIC. My Day One. She died of ALS. I will never get over her death. My dreams of her used to be happy. Day to day stuff, mementoes, jokes, vacations. She was always there.

Most times in the dreams, now, I can’t get to her in time. So, there’s a lot of talk about seeing her, but I don’t actually get to see her. Those are the worst.

Fara.

Just ....take these.

:rose::rose::rose::rose:
 
I dream often, which probably means I wake often. I dream in color. I have never dreamed of a Litster although I’ve had plenty of daydreams about one in particular. I had a dream in which a male coworker reached over and grabbed my hand recently, which must’ve woken me right away. It felt nice though and I got those butterflies in the tummy kind of feeling which really surprised me. Some weird subconscious thing going on there I’m sure.
 
I’ve dreamt that I can speak other languages. When I wake up, in twilight, I swear I can still speak them. Portuguese comes up a lot. I’ve never told anyone. The other day my daughter comes to me and tells me that “Mommy, last night I dreamt I was in Brazil. I was speaking another language.”

Have had so many Litster dreams. Some hot and salacious, some mundane. Like me and a Litster sitting on a city bus. And that’s it.

Recurring nightmare since I was 16 and it hasn’t stopped since: driving into water. There’s variations on the theme. Driving off a bridge. Driving on a sandy beach and I swerve right and plough into the ocean. Driving alongside a canal and I slide right in. Driving up a dry creek bed and there’s a flash flood. It has scared me so badly over the years that if I’m in a car that gets *too close* to water I panic. If a car in a movie sinks into the water, I close my eyes.

Here’s a weird one: I got a call once in a dream from a good friend who’d passed away. I picked up the phone and was surprised to hear his voice. “But you’re dead!” I exclaim. “So how can you be calling me?” And he explains that this is how people who have passed can talk to the living: in dreams.

I am wholly convinced that when I see someone who has passed away in a dream, that’s actually them visiting me.

I have never had a flying dream. Not once! Wth.
But I’ve dreamt many times that I can breathe underwater, which is cool af.

Anyone ever cry in their dreams and wake up with dried tears in the corners of their eyes?
 
I don't have many dreams where I remember the specifics for very long. I've had a couple about flying. I may have had dreams with Litsters in them, but only doing mundane things. I have a recurring theme of not being able to find my way - to a class in school, an appointment, someone's house, etc. I kind of think it relates to me not finding my way to completion of my goals sometimes.

I've noticed also that my dreams consist mostly of things that have registered on my subconscious without my really thinking about them. For example, I had a dream about a guy I was best friends with for a long time - in it, we realized we were more than friends and decided to be together, just like all our friends had always said we should be. The next day, I realized I had glanced at a picture of a group of us and seen his face the day before I had the dream.
 
Anyone ever cry in their dreams and wake up with dried tears in the corners of their eyes?

Only when I dream of us riding the city bus only. I do love me some public transportation though.

Seriously, I don't know about waking up knowing I've been crying, but definitely crying in dreams. I don't like them all that much, but I find these are the type I remember and/or get to fully experience. Fun dreams? Cut off early or don't fully remember. Whole lot of bullshit, I say.
 
I’ve dreamt that I can speak other languages. When I wake up, in twilight, I swear I can still speak them. Portuguese comes up a lot. I’ve never told anyone. The other day my daughter comes to me and tells me that “Mommy, last night I dreamt I was in Brazil. I was speaking another language.”

Here’s a weird one: I got a call once in a dream from a good friend who’d passed away. I picked up the phone and was surprised to hear his voice. “But you’re dead!” I exclaim. “So how can you be calling me?” And he explains that this is how people who have passed can talk to the living: in dreams.

I am wholly convinced that when I see someone who has passed away in a dream, that’s actually them visiting me.

Anyone ever cry in their dreams and wake up with dried tears in the corners of their eyes?

I have never had a dream in another language! I find that extremely interesting. And that those dreams have found your daughter, even more so.

A hospice nurse told me that its been said loved ones who are approaching death commonly seek out their close family and friends
by appearing in their dreams ...to let them know the time is near or they're at the time of. Usually by phone. Sometimes mail. There is a British neurologist/psychiatrist who talks about this on YouTube. If only I could remember his name.

I feel you have reason to think what you do.

As for me. I've only had a handful of black and white dreams. But they were "heyday-ish" in nature so I don't think they count in that category.

I don't think I've been here long enough to dream about any Litsters. But if I did, I probably know who'd star in them.

I did have a recurring dream that plagued me for quite a long time. During my childhood and 20s. It was extremely bizarre. Waking up mid cry or mid scream was not odd. Then. It went away. Just like that.

Do I think dreams are signs or symbolic? Yes. Not all but some. More than we think about or realize. The rest of the time I think its the minds clever way of purging and repairing itself.
 
My dreams are so random, I don’t even know where to start.
Depends on how tired I am or what I’m thinking about before I drift off to sleep.
I use to have a reoccurring dream about a witch flying out of a wood burning stove we had in our house when I was a child.

I don’t believe mine have any meaning or direction. Mostly a house cleaning dump of neurological memories, experiences and visual poster boards. Maybe add in some heartburn from going with the hot pico and chips for dinner.
 
I literally just dozed off a few minutes ago and when I awoke, I remembered that I have ongoing dreams, like an eight-part mini-series. Sadly, never as exciting as North And South, or The Thorn Birds. :rolleyes:

Yes to the speaking other languages, but like someone else said, it's never one that's actually in existence. In fact, I don't think anyone ever speaks aloud in my dreams, it's all telepathic. But because everyone does it, I don't notice it until I wake up.

I think it's interesting that I can awake and still have a dream with me, but not have the words with which to describe it. But I recently discovered that there is a thing called synesthesia, and that has filled in some of the gaps. Words, sounds, emotions, objects, people... so many things can have physical qualities for me that may or may not make immediate sense to anyone else. They can have color, texture, weight, placement, and these words, this language, I can sometimes use to pin down my dreams. It isn't new for me, it just wasn't something that had a label before, that I was aware of.

If someone asks me to recall a dream, I have to close my eyes and feel it. Not see it, or remember what it looked like, but feel it, as though it were a tangible place.

I took a child psych class at uni, and I remember being fascinated to learn that memories that were formed before we had a lot of spoken language are stored in a different place in the brain. It makes me wonder where dreams are created and stored, and what other sorts of memories are tucked away in other places, and what it would take to access them all. I've always been intrigued by hypnotism, and wondered what it might help me to remember or discover.
 
Only when I dream of us riding the city bus only. I do love me some public transportation though.

Seriously, I don't know about waking up knowing I've been crying, but definitely crying in dreams. I don't like them all that much, but I find these are the type I remember and/or get to fully experience. Fun dreams? Cut off early or don't fully remember. Whole lot of bullshit, I say.

I was thinking this very thing as I typed my post. I remember bad dreams so vividly and happy ones so often go *poof* as soon as I open my eyes!

I have never had a dream in another language! I find that extremely interesting. And that those dreams have found your daughter, even more so.

A hospice nurse told me that its been said loved ones who are approaching death commonly seek out their close family and friends
by appearing in their dreams ...to let them know the time is near or they're at the time of. Usually by phone. Sometimes mail. There is a British neurologist/psychiatrist who talks about this on YouTube. If only I could remember his name.

I feel you have reason to think what you do.

I think it’s pretty wild too that my kiddo had a foreign language dream - and same language!

I’ve also had the experience of calling my mom “Guess who I saw in my dream last night??” And she *does* guess. Because she saw the same (decreased) person.

It’s wild!

Could dreaming tendencies be genetic?!

I literally just dozed off a few minutes ago and when I awoke, I remembered that I have ongoing dreams, like an eight-part mini-series. Sadly, never as exciting as North And South, or The Thorn Birds. :rolleyes:

Yes to the speaking other languages, but like someone else said, it's never one that's actually in existence. In fact, I don't think anyone ever speaks aloud in my dreams, it's all telepathic. But because everyone does it, I don't notice it until I wake up.

I think it's interesting that I can awake and still have a dream with me, but not have the words with which to describe it. But I recently discovered that there is a thing called synesthesia, and that has filled in some of the gaps. Words, sounds, emotions, objects, people... so many things can have physical qualities for me that may or may not make immediate sense to anyone else. They can have color, texture, weight, placement, and these words, this language, I can sometimes use to pin down my dreams. It isn't new for me, it just wasn't something that had a label before, that I was aware of.

If someone asks me to recall a dream, I have to close my eyes and feel it. Not see it, or remember what it looked like, but feel it, as though it were a tangible place.

I took a child psych class at uni, and I remember being fascinated to learn that memories that were formed before we had a lot of spoken language are stored in a different place in the brain. It makes me wonder where dreams are created and stored, and what other sorts of memories are tucked away in other places, and what it would take to access them all. I've always been intrigued by hypnotism, and wondered what it might help me to remember or discover.

Mini series dreams: yes.
People speaking telepathically in dreams: fascinating to me.
Synesthesia + dream recall: very, very interesting! Like I wanna see an fMRI of your brain while this happens!
 
So last night I dreamt about meeting a Litster for tea. It was in this grassy park type area that looked little like a cafe, but tea was going to ordered and brought to us anyway. I was wearing flip flops which is weird for two reasons. One, I don't normally wear flip flops (and if we're getting specific, they are actually Nike slides circa 2001), and two, there was a foot of snow on the ground. But she informed me this was OK because they had recently cut the grass. I was also wearing basketball shorts, so apparently I was super dressed up for the occasion. I guess my subconscious wants to dress like a 15 year old boy for tea. We didn't actually have tea (who would want to if I showed up in this attire?), but went for a social distance walk in the snow. The snow wasn't cold though, and I found that weird, but not as weird as the golden retriever that was up to my chest. Either I was very short or this dog was a monster. Then I woke up which is unfortunate because I really wanted to see where this going but it's likely best I didn't.
 
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