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I can't remember if there was a thread for this or not, and I can't find it, so I started up a new one.

Anyway, the other night, I had a dream that I went to interview David Bowie (which just might be possible for me, considering that I'm in a radio station team), but when I got there, it turns out that the David Bowie fanclub was there, and they were mostly teenaged girls, and for some reason, David Bowie was the leader of it, or something like that. And then later on, I wound up wearing some of his clothes, because the ones I was wearing got wet for some reason, so I was running around in one of those short sleeves over long sleeve shirts and black jeans. And then I went home, but it turns out that I was living back with my grandparents and playing with a pet rodent of some sort, then at some point, somebody was in trouble, so David Bowie decided that it would be a good time to dress up kind of like the Ziggy era, and then I woke up and was upset that I didn't have the clothes anymore.

So any David Bowie dreams for you guys?

Hahaha I've been having David Bowie dreams for several years now. I tend to be semi-lucid while dreaming, so THAT leads to some interesting situations.

The first Bowie dream I ever had was that my bed was flying through the galaxy as I was lying in it. I decided that I'd had enough space travel for one night and my bed headed home, settled back on the floor, and was still. I lay there sleepily for a minute, and then heard a tiny little voice whisper..."Help. Hello, and heeelp."
I sat right up. "Who's there?!"
"Me."
"Who???"
"Me...David Bowie. I'm under your bed."
I leaned over the side and saw him peering out at me. "What are you doing under my bed, David Bowie?"
He held his finger to his lips, shh. "I *was* hiding," he said. "But now I'm stuck."
I lifted the bed up for him. "Alright, come on out then," I said.
"No thanks," he said, and smiled up pleasantly. "I like it down here. I think I'll stay, now. Goodnight!"


rofl

I've had many, many other dreams since then. He tends to be a bit mean to me because he recognizes me from previous dreams, where we've gotten into some pretty heated arguments. Overall he's pretty okay, though...
Just last night I dreamed that I was trapped in a castle with a bunch of random people, including Terri Irwin, Queen Amidala, Alfred Pennyworth, and Iggy Pop. Iggy wanted me to write a horror novel about twin boys, Ziggy and Iggy, who run away from their junkie parents and fight an evil scientist named 'The Lobotomist'. I refused, because The Lobotomist was an actual guy who lived in the castle with us, and to write a story in which he was the villian was really bad social relations on my part.

Iggy threatened to kill the pandas if I refused, so Terri Irwin immediately turned on me and begged me to do as he demanded. Alfred Pennyworth then revealed that he was going to feed me as a main coarse to a bunch of cannibal alien houseguests he had invited to the castle, and they all chased me into a courtyard with spears and were going to eat me right then and there (think Troll 2, for those of you unfortunate enough to have seen that movie!). Just then, The Lobotomist emerged from his laboratory, wearing a Haitian tribal mask and a stained labcoat. He cursed them all with voodoo magic so that their skin started melting off their faces and worms crawled out of their eyes, and offered to take me on as his apprentice mad scientist. I accepted, terrified but grateful, and he took off the mask....it was Reality-era Bowie and he was laughing his head off at me. "You dream about the weirdest s**t," he said. The end.

I once dreamt that I was back in my old primary school, but with my friends from secondary school. So I was a 17 year-old taking lessons that a 10 year-old should be taking. But whatever. It seemed normal at the time. Anyway, amongst my friends sat Jareth! Again, that seemed like the most normal thing in the world, like I'd been attending primary school with the Goblin King all my life.

One of my old teachers came into the room and told us all to pair up and sit at a desk. So Jareth the Goblin King and I paired up and sat at the very front of the room like two complete teacher's pets.

"Today you will be making omelettes," stated the teacher, handing out pans to the class. Jareth then stood up and went to the front of the classroom where he pulled out a crate of eggs. This part of the dream would've weirded me out in real life, but as usual, it just seemed like the logical thing to happen. He grabbed the eggs and started throwing them aimlessly around the classroom. When he was finished, the teacher thanked him and he returned to his seat, handing me an egg as he sat down.

"I've never made an omelette," he said.

"Fine," I replied. "You watch me make this one and then you can try one yourself."

And then I woke up.

I never got to see Jareth make an omelette! I always wake up from dreams just as something exciting's about to happen gonk

Other completely obscure things happened in that dream, but I can't remember them. I just told the important bits. If that's what you want to call them xd

Sometimes pop cultures references seep into my dream. Just kind of bystanders of everything going on. The Goblin King Jareth sometimes comes up, usually carrying a weapon of some sort. He never talks though.

AND THEY ALL LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER!

Had one last night...
I was in a garden and he was there smelling the roses. I asked if I could help him (like I worked there or something) and he smiled at me and dissolved -- like he hadn't been there at all.
Then I looked at the one he had smelled - all the other flowers were still buds but that one had bloomed!

Its not exactly David Bowie but here goes.

I was dreaming I was in a hallway, and my teacher (one that doesn't exist) was dressed up as David Bowie and started singing "Dance Magic Dance" from Labyrinth. And had skin tight pants (or w/e u call it) heart 4laugh

Mine happened the first time I watched Labyrinth as teenager. I was running the labyrinth, but I can't remember why or what I was trying to win back. When I finally reached the Escher room and found whatever it was I was after, Jareth appeared as he did in the film wearing his white, oh so tight tights, an offered me the choice to stay. I woke up before I could answer him, but my answer would have been yes.