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 Posted: Wed May 18, 2005 6:09 pm
I was holding this creature... a creature made of bone clothed in a black robe... he was human sized.. and had a deep voice... anbut there was something right about him. Something that made him good. When I held him to y body, this creature of bone was not bone at all, but flesh. But as I left go, he was no longer a body on bone... but just skeleton. But I knew that he belonged to me. And that I had to keep him.
And then... I'm walking down this cobblestone street... at night. I'm afraid... and I know that I have to find something. I have to find someone. And I started running down the street because I was scared. There were scary things there and I knew that I didn't belong there... but I knew who I was looking for DID belong there... in that place of darkness... and I wasn't afraid of him... because he belonged to me. And I worked up my nerve to ask someone where he was... and everyone knew that's who I was looking for... and they told me he was in the loft of the chapel. And I find him there. And I remember being so glad to see him. So enthralled to see him. And then he told me that he had to go somewhere... and I could go there too. But I'd have to find him.
And then I blipped out... and I find myself walking through this neighborhood. And I knew he was in a house... and I was directed to a certain house... everyone knew who I was still looking for him. And When I got to the house, I was told that he was in the attic. So, I climbed up on a table and then into the attic. And I found him there... and asked him to come with me. And he said that he couldn't... because there was no money where I wanted him to go. So, I stayed with him.
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Posted: Wed May 18, 2005 8:09 pm
I don't dream. ^_^
And before you say "EVERYONE dreams! They just don't always remember it."
Feh.
I don't go into the REM cycle, so I don't dream.
I do have random bits of thought (Like "I wonder if I remembered to let the cat in...") flash through my mind that cause me to wake up though, I guess you can call those dreams...they're the closest I've ever had to one.
It's been going on since I was a wee kidlet. I've been to a sleep lab three times...they can't get enough of me. ^_^ I can sleep eighteen hours straight, wake up and go to the bathroom, then go back to bed. All because I don't go into REM.
Booyah. cool
Of course, the consequences of not going into REM are always being tired and being extremely hard to wake up in to morning...
But thems the breaks.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 1:04 am
The Skoo I was holding this creature... a creature made of bone clothed in a black robe... he was human sized.. and had a deep voice... anbut there was something right about him. Something that made him good. When I held him to y body, this creature of bone was not bone at all, but flesh. But as I left go, he was no longer a body on bone... but just skeleton. But I knew that he belonged to me. And that I had to keep him. And then... I'm walking down this cobblestone street... at night. I'm afraid... and I know that I have to find something. I have to find someone. And I started running down the street because I was scared. There were scary things there and I knew that I didn't belong there... but I knew who I was looking for DID belong there... in that place of darkness... and I wasn't afraid of him... because he belonged to me. And I worked up my nerve to ask someone where he was... and everyone knew that's who I was looking for... and they told me he was in the loft of the chapel. And I find him there. And I remember being so glad to see him. So enthralled to see him. And then he told me that he had to go somewhere... and I could go there too. But I'd have to find him. And then I blipped out... and I find myself walking through this neighborhood. And I knew he was in a house... and I was directed to a certain house... everyone knew who I was still looking for him. And When I got to the house, I was told that he was in the attic. So, I climbed up on a table and then into the attic. And I found him there... and asked him to come with me. And he said that he couldn't... because there was no money where I wanted him to go. So, I stayed with him.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 12:42 pm
In my dream, I was a werewolf or something very much like it. I could smell the others. I could feel, I knew who the other werewolves were in their presence. I was living with them. In a small dim house, I was in a den with werewolves whose human faces I did not know, but the kinship was there. We were hiding. All the curtains were closed knowing that our neighbor were monsters as well.
On that night, we went after our neighbors. They never knew we were coming. They didn't know what we were. They were beasts as well. Humans with sharp claws and teeth. There wasn't much of a fight. Most of them were young. But I don't remember how it ended.
In my dream, I woke up to the sound of someone knocking on the door. The police wanted to ask questions. Before answering the door. I realized I was soaked in blood with the neighbor's hide neatly tucked in my pocket. I had to get rid of it.
Then I really woke up.
Gruesome isn't it? But the whole thing was so very dark, I couldn't see much. Why werewolves? 'cause I saw scenes from Wolf with Jack Nicholson. I guess, it then kind of went tangent to Underworld.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 12:45 pm
Eccentric Enigma The Skoo I was holding this creature... a creature made of bone clothed in a black robe... he was human sized.. and had a deep voice... anbut there was something right about him. Something that made him good. When I held him to y body, this creature of bone was not bone at all, but flesh. But as I left go, he was no longer a body on bone... but just skeleton. But I knew that he belonged to me. And that I had to keep him. And then... I'm walking down this cobblestone street... at night. I'm afraid... and I know that I have to find something. I have to find someone. And I started running down the street because I was scared. There were scary things there and I knew that I didn't belong there... but I knew who I was looking for DID belong there... in that place of darkness... and I wasn't afraid of him... because he belonged to me. And I worked up my nerve to ask someone where he was... and everyone knew that's who I was looking for... and they told me he was in the loft of the chapel. And I find him there. And I remember being so glad to see him. So enthralled to see him. And then he told me that he had to go somewhere... and I could go there too. But I'd have to find him. And then I blipped out... and I find myself walking through this neighborhood. And I knew he was in a house... and I was directed to a certain house... everyone knew who I was still looking for him. And When I got to the house, I was told that he was in the attic. So, I climbed up on a table and then into the attic. And I found him there... and asked him to come with me. And he said that he couldn't... because there was no money where I wanted him to go. So, I stayed with him. I really was going to turn it into a poem... I'm trying to decide if it should be free verse or not.
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 10:47 am
I was in class at some school. The room was plain and gray. School desks, a chalk board, and a large window to the right. There was a teacher and classmates, I knew, but I couldn't see or maybe remember their faces. The view. Outside the window was a beautiful view of a green mountain, with a couple of trees around while the top was snow capped. Suddenly, a car, some old gray car, broken and bent goes flying through the window, shattering it and wrecking the room. Everyone looks to the window. Then there we see, a mushroom cloud rising behind or on the mountain. A tower of furious gray smoke rising to the sky. Oh s**t was the phrase of that moment. Everyone takes hold of their desks as we see a wall of smoke, ash, debris come towards us. Everything becomes a blur as we get hit.
Then I woke up. The dream was very vivid.
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 12:31 pm
Euphoric Ghost I was in class at some school. The room was plain and gray. School desks, a chalk board, and a large window to the right. There was a teacher and classmates, I knew, but I couldn't see or maybe remember their faces. The view. Outside the window was a beautiful view of a green mountain, with a couple of trees around while the top was snow capped. Suddenly, a car, some old gray car, broken and bent goes flying through the window, shattering it and wrecking the room. Everyone looks to the window. Then there we see, a mushroom cloud rising behind or on the mountain. A tower of furious gray smoke rising to the sky. Oh s**t was the phrase of that moment. Everyone takes hold of their desks as we see a wall of smoke, ash, debris come towards us. Everything becomes a blur as we get hit. Then I woke up. The dream was very vivid. That's a crazy dream, dude... Maybe it means something.
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 9:04 pm
The Skoo That's a crazy dream, dude... Maybe it means something. That apocalypse comeths? lol. Just kidding. I just got a vivid imagination.
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 9:13 pm
Euphoric Ghost The Skoo That's a crazy dream, dude... Maybe it means something. That apocalypse comeths? lol. Just kidding. I just got a vivid imagination. Or it could be that. sweatdrop heart
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 8:51 am
I serosuly dont remember my dreams. ... I learned from my Pyschology class that we all have dreams but if we dont process them when we wake up, we wont remember them.
This past week for me has been very hard. I have gotten very little sleep because of hte death of my friend. I was looking forward to being ble to get a chance to sleep last night, but my grannie annie had to be taken to the hospital cause she wasnt feeling good, and then my aunt couldnt get her car to start to come hom and my momma was with her, so me and my daddy had to go try to jump her car, and that didnt work. but by the time we got home alst night it was 12: 30.
And of course my dog just loves to bark as loud as he can at 6 this morning, so i woke up and i couldnt get back to sleep.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 10:34 pm
If I don't get physically tired, I usually dream. Dreams I hate are ones where you live a normal day in your life... then you wake, only to find out that its about to start.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 11:17 pm
Euphoric Ghost If I don't get physically tired, I usually dream. Dreams I hate are ones where you live a normal day in your life... then you wake, only to find out that its about to start. Yeah... those really suck... mostly the ones where you dream that you get up early... get ready for your day... leave home to go about your buisness... and then BOOM! you wake up... and have to get up and read all over again.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 6:46 pm
Yeah When I was little I had night terrors every so often most would leave wakeing up with tears and sobs. Though one in particular I rember is when I was at my preschool and standing infront of the window waiting for a teacher confrence... Then my mom left and poped itno her green van and right behind her came a swirling hurrican of snow and it suck her up right before my little kinderling eyes. Then I was dreaming I was Pounding on the window and yelling. I woke up to find my mom trying to wake me up and sooth me but when I woke up I found out I was indeed doing exactly what I was doing when I was sleeping except a window was a wall.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 1:00 pm
I had a dream that all of my gaia gold was gone. And I had to start all over on my quest.
No, I really did.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 4:37 pm
lThe other day I dreamt that there was a party in the gym of my school. It was cool. We were dancing with hula hoops. The people who were at the party were mostly people from my old school.
It was really colorful. xp The walls were orange and the floor was green and there was a red disco ball.
That's all I remember.l
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