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Post by Feologild Oakes on Jul 15, 2020 20:24:36 GMT
I had a dream that i was on the Russian imperial yacht the Standard with the last Russian imperial family.
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Post by dirtypillows on Jul 15, 2020 23:13:17 GMT
I had a dream that i was on the Russian imperial yacht the Standard with the last Russian imperial family. Weren't they all murdered? |
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Post by Feologild Oakes on Jul 15, 2020 23:50:53 GMT
I had a dream that i was on the Russian imperial yacht the Standard with the last Russian imperial family. Weren't they all murdered? Yes between 1 and 2 a.m in the basement of the Ipatiev House in Yekaterinburg on the 17th of July 1918, |
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Post by dirtypillows on Jul 16, 2020 1:47:59 GMT
Weren't they all murdered? Yes between 1 and 2 a.m in the basement of the Ipatiev House in Yekaterinburg on the 17th of July 1918, I read about that several years ago. Awful. I would thinking that would make for an unpleasant and disturbing dream. Wait a minute. The anniversary is in two days. |
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Post by Feologild Oakes on Jul 16, 2020 2:41:38 GMT
Yes between 1 and 2 a.m in the basement of the Ipatiev House in Yekaterinburg on the 17th of July 1918, I read about that several years ago. Awful. I would thinking that would make for an unpleasant and disturbing dream. Wait a minute. The anniversary is in two days. Yes it was terrible what was done to them. No the dream was not unpleasant Yes |
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Post by Vodkie on Jul 16, 2020 14:36:38 GMT
it was raining dildos. that's all i remember. lmao
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Post by Vodkie on Jul 18, 2020 17:33:41 GMT
I was at a shopping plaza In Victorville, California with a rite aid and a grocery store (google maps - goo.gl/maps/ostGokv2z1jd7Nx27 ) Except the plaza had a Five Below and someone had bought 4 businesses and turned them into their home. As I'm trying to walk into the five below, the people who turned 4 businesses into their home bitched at me for trespassing on their property. then they invite me in So I call my niece to come get me. I don't have a car. She tells me to get on the bus and meet her somewhere. When I wait at the bus stop, instead of a bus, A car pulls up with the victor valley transit logo on it. I get in, and Whoopi Goldberg is driving it that's all I remember |
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Post by Feologild Oakes on Jul 20, 2020 10:41:21 GMT
I was in Walnut Grove that small town in Little House on the Praire, and all the actors from the show where there as the characters they played it was pretty much all the same they had the same cloths and all that, but there was one thing that was not the same as from the tv show, Apart from one thing there was an actual bus driving around a bus from the 1950s but nobody was driving the buss it just drove on its own from the Ingalls farm to the Church, and the only once who took the bus where the Ingalls.
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Post by dirtypillows on Jul 21, 2020 21:52:04 GMT
A couple nights ago, I dreamt I met this 18 year old boy who was just discovering his sexuality. He was a cute Latino boy and very sweet and innocent. I did not dare go near that. But I did feel very protective of him. Then another boy came onto the scene and both of them hit it off. They ended up having sex in front of me and it was like I was witnessing my young friend's transitioning into something new and different.
Later the three of us went outside and sat on the building's stoop. It was early summer and about 9:00 pm and there was still some light out. This was in Chicago's Uptown neighborhood, and there were a lot of people out and about. It was a nice, invigorating atmosphere.
Well, this young guy with short blonde hair and a beard came up to us and with a big smile on his face he made a statement to the effect that there were a lot of people around who hated gay people and would gladly see them die a violent death. He didn't say anything else and turned around and walked away. It came out of nowhere and something about it did not seem right to me. The two boys seemed to not catch onto any of it. In about a minute, I felt fear and I told the boys that we needed to get out of there. And we were up on our feet and got ourselves out of there. We were near the corner of Lawrence and Kenmore (for those who know Chicago's northside) and we walked North to Berwyn and we made it west to Winthrop Avenue. By that time we were running and then I saw a block away the blonde guy and he was holding a baseball bat. My heart stopped as i understood exactly what was going. The three of us ducked into an alley so he could not see us. We waited there and I was trying to figure out of a course of action. I know I felt responsible for the boys' safety. The dream pretty much wrapped up at that point. So nobody got hurt. But it was all pretty frightening.
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Post by Toasted Cheese on Jul 22, 2020 1:29:52 GMT
A couple nights ago, I dreamt I met this 18 year old boy who was just discovering his sexuality. He was a cute Latino boy and very sweet and innocent. I did not dare go near that. But I did feel very protective of him. Then another boy came onto the scene and both of them hit it off. They ended up having sex in front of me and it was like I was witnessing my young friend's transitioning into something new and different. Later the three of us went outside and sat on the building's stoop. It was early summer and about 9:00 pm and there was still some light out. This was in Chicago's Uptown neighborhood, and there were a lot of people out and about. It was a nice, invigorating atmosphere. Well, this young guy with short blonde hair and a beard came up to us and with a big smile on his face he made a statement to the effect that there were a lot of people around who hated gay people and would gladly see them die a violent death. He didn't say anything else and turned around and walked away. It came out of nowhere and something about it did not seem right to me. The two boys seemed to not catch onto any of it. In about a minute, I felt fear and I told the boys that we needed to get out of there. And we were up on our feet and got ourselves out of there. We were near the corner of Lawrence and Kenmore (for those who know Chicago's northside) and we walked North to Berwyn and we made it west to Winthrop Avenue. By that time we were running and then I saw a block away the blonde guy and he was holding a baseball bat. My heart stopped as i understood exactly what was going. The three of us ducked into an alley so he could not see us. We waited there and I was trying to figure out of a course of action. I know I felt responsible for the boys' safety. The dream pretty much wrapped up at that point. So nobody got hurt. But it was all pretty frightening. Do not fear little one... 
Most interesting part is how the blonde guy with the beard warned you and then later you saw him with a bat and then took him as an assailant. He may have been a protector.
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Post by Ass_E9 on Jul 22, 2020 1:45:32 GMT
I had the most absurd nightmare. I was poor and no one liked me. I lost my job, I lost my house, Penelope hated me, and it was all because of this terrible, awful necrophile.
This dream has been modified from its original version. It has been edited for content.
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Post by dirtypillows on Jul 22, 2020 5:14:51 GMT
A couple nights ago, I dreamt I met this 18 year old boy who was just discovering his sexuality. He was a cute Latino boy and very sweet and innocent. I did not dare go near that. But I did feel very protective of him. Then another boy came onto the scene and both of them hit it off. They ended up having sex in front of me and it was like I was witnessing my young friend's transitioning into something new and different. Later the three of us went outside and sat on the building's stoop. It was early summer and about 9:00 pm and there was still some light out. This was in Chicago's Uptown neighborhood, and there were a lot of people out and about. It was a nice, invigorating atmosphere. Well, this young guy with short blonde hair and a beard came up to us and with a big smile on his face he made a statement to the effect that there were a lot of people around who hated gay people and would gladly see them die a violent death. He didn't say anything else and turned around and walked away. It came out of nowhere and something about it did not seem right to me. The two boys seemed to not catch onto any of it. In about a minute, I felt fear and I told the boys that we needed to get out of there. And we were up on our feet and got ourselves out of there. We were near the corner of Lawrence and Kenmore (for those who know Chicago's northside) and we walked North to Berwyn and we made it west to Winthrop Avenue. By that time we were running and then I saw a block away the blonde guy and he was holding a baseball bat. My heart stopped as i understood exactly what was going. The three of us ducked into an alley so he could not see us. We waited there and I was trying to figure out of a course of action. I know I felt responsible for the boys' safety. The dream pretty much wrapped up at that point. So nobody got hurt. But it was all pretty frightening. Do not fear little one...
Most interesting part is how the blonde guy with the beard warned you and then later you saw him with a bat and then took him as an assailant. He may have been a protector.
When he was holding a bat he was looking for us. He wanted to bash our heads in. Thanks, anyway, Mrs. B! |
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Post by darkreviewer2013 on Jul 22, 2020 6:41:06 GMT
I had a dream recently wherein I went to the cinema after a long hiatus. There were a number of patrons there. Before the film started, we discussed an old urban legend about a guy called Harry Turner. He was a killer who appeared when everything went dark and killed people with his screw driver. No one really believed the legend. As the screening was about to start, I dressed myself in the robes of an Austrian cardinal and began watching the movie. The crowd behind me mocked me. Then, I realised something was wrong. I disrobed and went up to warn the other patrons that I had a bad feeling about all this. We realised Harry Turner was coming. We fled from the theatre as the lights went out and the outline of Harry Turner, complete with upward-facing screwdriver, appeared in the far left-hand corner of the theatre. I woke up in a sweat.
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Post by Toasted Cheese on Jul 22, 2020 7:02:42 GMT
Do not fear little one...
Most interesting part is how the blonde guy with the beard warned you and then later you saw him with a bat and then took him as an assailant. He may have been a protector.
When he was holding a bat he was looking for us. He wanted to bash our heads in. Thanks, anyway, Mrs. B! Well you have to go with your instinct I guess, even in dreams. I have had dreams where I have had others attempt to get violent with me. I have felt the violence, although there was no pain. When you saw him again, do you recall if he looked the same as when he was warning you? I have had similar people in my dreams, they seem benevolent at first and then become malevolent. I have confronted some, hence the violence. |
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Post by Salzmank on Aug 8, 2020 13:36:24 GMT
In the dream I was watching a taping of the show Penn and Teller: Fool Us, and one of the contestants was Gene Wilder! Wilder was playing Willy Wonka again and dressed up in that costume, and he had a supposedly Wonka-made machine on the stage that supposedly ‘let’ him do the magic. He did multiple tricks, but the only one I can remember involved shooting a tin can (or something like that) with a gun, which made it light on fire. One trick seemed to go wrong, but really it was part of the act. At one point Wilder/Wonka climbed a staircase and opened his mouth, and the music started into “Pure Imagination,” just for him to burst out with “Edelweiss”!
Unfortunately I don’t think Dream-Penn-and-Teller ever got to give comments or anything, though I remember Teller speaking during one part of the trick, and I thought, Oh, that’s what he sounds like!
After a while (it was a long trick, and a much longer act than PT:FU would actually have), I realized in-dream that Wilder was dead, and that’s what woke me up.
Really can’t explain it. Such a weird dream even by my standards.
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Post by kls on Aug 8, 2020 14:55:33 GMT
It was odd. My cat suddenly doubled her size and was as big as the last cat I had.
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Post by Vodkie on Aug 8, 2020 16:22:20 GMT
I had a dream I was featured on someome's youtube channel where they had over 1million subscribers.
I'm on a panel with 4 others and having a discussion about 80s music
I bring up George Michael's song "Careless Whisper" but some dumb ass on the panel keeps insisting that "Careless Whisper" is a pizza topping, not a song.
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Post by autumn on Aug 9, 2020 2:34:08 GMT
My head was divided into sections and had needles into each piece. Very weird.
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Post by JHA Durant on Aug 9, 2020 7:09:34 GMT
There was an air force base near my house, and all sorts of strange gravity-defying aircraft were flying above me at different points in the dream.
Several of them fired their rocket boosters directly above my home and flew high up into the sky (but not necessarily into space). Things were pretty good until a P51 Mustang started menacing me and my family by flying really low over the house. I got a rifle and tried to shoot it, but it was too fast. I wrote a letter to the base (I assume it was to the base, I didn't put an address on it) about this problem aircraft, and I got a really insulting reply written on top of what I'd written.
I think there was more but that's about all I recall.
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Post by pop_actor on Aug 12, 2020 15:21:19 GMT
Me & Kat Dennings were having sex...Wait that wasn’t a dream.. it was real.
My mistake
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