Bookwyrm83 wrote:I was in Grand Theft Auto III, driving over people with a tank while doing my job in a call center simultaneously. That's as best as I can explain it.
It was a beautiful, sunny morning. There was a knock at my door, so I looked out the window and saw that it was the postman. He was carrying a bag of mail and had a package in his hand. He was wearing the usual blue uniform, and had blue eyes and a short, brown beard. Even though I was wearing a nightgown, I wanted to see what the package was, so I opened the door and said, "Good morning." Well, he walked into my living room (which seemed odd to me), and in a sort of hesitating voice he said, "Well, I am here to collect your soul. I am the devil." And I remember feeling terrified and wondering which time it was, when in a moment of panic I would offer my soul to the devil, or if it actually happened because it was a cumulative thing (does that make sense?)
The NEXT thing I remember is sitting in a cafe on a city street and TELLING someone, a male, about the dream I had had about the devil...then I received a video message on my phone while I was sitting there of Devin dancing at a club. Okay. WTF?!
The NEXT thing I remember is sitting in a cafe on a city street and TELLING someone, a male, about the dream I had had about the devil...then I received a video message on my phone while I was sitting there of Devin dancing at a club. Okay. WTF?!
Windmills do not work that way! - Morbo
Tonya Elf wrote:It was a beautiful, sunny morning. There was a knock at my door, so I looked out the window and saw that it was the postman. He was carrying a bag of mail and had a package in his hand. He was wearing the usual blue uniform, and had blue eyes and a short, brown beard. Even though I was wearing a nightgown, I wanted to see what the package was, so I opened the door and said, "Good morning." Well, he walked into my living room (which seemed odd to me), and in a sort of hesitating voice he said, "Well, I am here to collect your soul. I am the devil." And I remember feeling terrified and wondering which time it was, when in a moment of panic I would offer my soul to the devil, or if it actually happened because it was a cumulative thing (does that make sense?)
The NEXT thing I remember is sitting in a cafe on a city street and TELLING someone, a male, about the dream I had had about the devil...then I received a video message on my phone while I was sitting there of Devin dancing at a club. Okay. WTF?!
Okay, this one's easy: You feel bad for choosing chocolate over vanilla at the grocers. You're welcome!

Lemmy was shouting at me to stop being lazy, exercise and live my life before I die of a heart attack, all the while smoking and knocking back whiskey.
I love it when my subconscious takes the form of an idol.
I love it when my subconscious takes the form of an idol.
djskrimp wrote:
Okay, this one's easy: You feel bad for choosing chocolate over vanilla at the grocers. You're welcome!
Did not realize dream analysis was part of this thread.
Windmills do not work that way! - Morbo
For reasons beyond my knowledge I was in the US walking nearby a random freeway then suddenly looking down into a lush green/red rock valley, fuck knows where. San Fernando rings a bell though, it may have been that but I just don't know. All I do know, is wherever I was I was happier and more content than I've ever been.
Crazy brain is crazy
Crazy brain is crazy
Biert wrote:"When I see what you're listening to on Last.fm I usually think "that's no music for a girl."
ants. everywhere
Tonya Elf wrote:djskrimp wrote:
Okay, this one's easy: You feel bad for choosing chocolate over vanilla at the grocers. You're welcome!
Did not realize dream analysis was part of this thread.
It's not. I provide services free of charge. I'm a giver.

djskrimp wrote:Tonya Elf wrote:djskrimp wrote:
Okay, this one's easy: You feel bad for choosing chocolate over vanilla at the grocers. You're welcome!
Did not realize dream analysis was part of this thread.
It's not. I provide services free of charge. I'm a giver.
Then thank you! Need more givers in this world.
Windmills do not work that way! - Morbo
A pair of forum peeps who shall remain nameless got married in Australia.
Incidentally, why do my dreams never take place in my own country? :/
Incidentally, why do my dreams never take place in my own country? :/
Biert wrote:"When I see what you're listening to on Last.fm I usually think "that's no music for a girl."
Tyroshai wrote:A pair of forum peeps who shall remain nameless got married in Australia.
Incidentally, why do my dreams never take place in my own country? :/
'Cause it's total shite? :p
Nah. It's just too awesome to contain in a dream.

djskrimp wrote:Tyroshai wrote:A pair of forum peeps who shall remain nameless got married in Australia.
Incidentally, why do my dreams never take place in my own country? :/
'Cause it's total shite? :p
Nah. It's just too awesome to contain in a dream.
You're crackers, pet.
Biert wrote:"When I see what you're listening to on Last.fm I usually think "that's no music for a girl."
I dreamed of being in a broken down house and trying to catch a large rat in the wall. There were also many mice popping in and out of the furniture. Got the terrier up the stairs and he didn't react much even when the rat was sauntering about in front of him. The family members downstairs reacted with relative disinterest. I felt like I was the only one who was concerned about getting the job done but I didn't have a decent rat killing stick to hand and was panicking slightly that the rat would get away while I searched for an implement.
I seem to have had a few dreams lately where I need to get something important done urgently and nobody around me cares or will help me.
It's a bit of a change from the 'needing to go someplace and finding things thwarting me' sort of dreams though!
I seem to have had a few dreams lately where I need to get something important done urgently and nobody around me cares or will help me.
It's a bit of a change from the 'needing to go someplace and finding things thwarting me' sort of dreams though!
I have a map to the Kingdom but was forced to surrender the keys.
Tyroshai wrote:A pair of forum peeps who shall remain nameless got married in Australia.
Incidentally, why do my dreams never take place in my own country? :/
Both of those countries don't endorse homosexual marriages, so that's me, Lars, Geert and Sab out of the equation anyway. Damn.
I dreamt that I was hovercrafting across Montana last night, only Montana was actually the landscape from Red Dead Redemption. Much craic was had.
shut up and kiss me you walking infection
Leechmaster wrote:Tyroshai wrote:A pair of forum peeps who shall remain nameless got married in Australia.
Incidentally, why do my dreams never take place in my own country? :/
Both of those countries don't endorse homosexual marriages, so that's me, Lars, Geert and Sab out of the equation anyway. Damn.![]()
None of you had boobies. I don't think I'm quite that mentally disturbed enough to conjure that yet.
Biert wrote:"When I see what you're listening to on Last.fm I usually think "that's no music for a girl."
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