Share Your Weird-Ass Dream

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Your subconscious is a better deconstructionist than you are.

The end of the song slyly references the poem On Stopping By Woods On a Snowy Evening:

Frost’s poem is a meditation on the attractiveness of death after a long life, tempered with the responsibility to meet one’s obligations before checking out. Simon and Garfunkle’s candy-coated pill is a meditation on the attractiveness of death in youth, (hence the change of time from evening to morning,) before such obligations tie you to the earth.

The image of falling snow in the Frost poem becomes drifting petals in the Simon & Garfunkle song.

You probably think that I’m pulling your leg, because the song is so obviously happy and carefree, and even contains the line “Life, I love you.” There’s a reason for that, too. Its title is properly The 59th Street Bridge Song, and it’s inspired by the short film On A Bridge, in which a young man joyfully leaps to his death from the 59th Street Bridge in NYC.

:smiley:

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The single strangest dream I had was as follows (and yes that includes the date dream in the other thread) is as follows. This took place over what felt like an entire day of ‘dream time’ and was totally realistic, as in when I woke up it took me more than a few seconds to realise I was back in real reality.

I was a member of a resistance group in a vaguely eastern-european feeling country under foreign occupation. I didn’t recognise that uniforms and symbols of the enemy forces but they seemed extremely plausible. In the dream I was a member of a four man unit tasked with assassinating a local high official (I believe it was the town mayor who was collaborating with the enemy). One of us would drive the get-away car while the other three would knock on the targets door and shoot him when he answered, or force our way in when the door was opened, this took place in the early hours of the morning (bright enough to see which suggests it was summer)
As we approached the door suddenly sirens started wailing and our get-away driver took off at high speed leaving us behind, we’d been discovered! All three of us ran behind the mayors house and up the mountainous terrain behind the village as fast as we could go while the town below us became a sudden hive of activity.
Getting out of breath we pushed on as fast as we could go eventually coming out of the forest onto a small plateau, we were running across this when we suddenly heard a deep-thudding noise rapidly approaching and over the crest of a hill roared a Mi-24 Hind helicopter gunship! :eek: Believe me when I say I can feel my knees going weak at the sight even now.
Panicked we split up and ran in opposite directions, one continuing to run up hill, another towards a small copse of trees nearby and myself in the opposite direction. The helicopter screamed overhead and suddenly its nose lit up sparkling with cannon fire, this tearing pieces out of the ground as it tracked across the plateaux to the person running uphill hitting him and tearing him to bloody pieces. Seeing this I naturally redoubled my efforts even though I was already out of breath and my lungs felt they were on fire. The helicopter was travelling fast so it had to complete a long circling turn before coming back, this time heading towards the copse of trees where the other member of my team had taken shelter. This time the rocket-pods on the wings opened up and blasted the copse to pieces, over the roar of the rockets I could hear the thin gurgling scream of my comrade as he was hit.
The helicopter continued downhill and began to circle back so I took the first piece of cover I could find, a mountain stream full of peaty discoloured water that had cut quite a depth into the ground. I quickly squeezed myself under the lip of the embankment standing up to my armpits in the cold filthy water and held my breath as I heard the helicopter come back. Luckily it passed me by having obviously missed seeing where I’d hid. The next few hours were spent with the helicopter and its replacements (each being relieved as it ran short of fuel) moving around at low-level trying to see where I had gone with a strange shuffling of the nose held down as they moved like dogs smelling the ground. The area began to be flooded with more and more troops and eventually many hours later I saw one coming along the opposite bank of the stream, it nearly being daylight now I knew he would find me, just as he came around the corner and spotted me I pulled myself up out of the stream as he struggled to bring his rifle to bear and ran for my life across the open ground towards the forest hearing surprised shouting, yelling and orders to stop behind me.
I reached the barbed wire fence surrounding the forest and made to leap over it missed my footing and fell over it trapping my leg in the wire and hanging upside down. Last thing I remember is the soldiers gradually converging on my position and then…I woke up.

All the above is 100% true, amazing dream but not something I would want to repeat.

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I’ve got to hit the sack, so I’ll just mention that I’ve had quite a few…from the 5 episode journey through a business complex (that happened on 5 consecutive nights, each one picking up where I left off the previous night) to the time I had a slumber party with Freddy Krueger (as a guest…we hung out, but you had to be wary of his hand) in a toy warehouse.

Dreams are cool.

44

I killed several people and the coppers were on to me. I tried to hide out in a resort hotel, but every room I walked into had old people having sex, so I escaped by climbing down the side of the building and disappeared into the cold, wet night.

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Ha. I used to have a recurring nightmare where I was fretting because I’d just remembered that, in the basement of a rental house that I’d long-since moved out of, I’d left two steel drums containing human remains, which were sure to be discovered soon.

WTF? These are worrisome dreams.

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I recalled another one to share.

When I was in highschool, I once had a dream that I was up in heaven (Even though I wasn’t dead; and “Heaven” was just a big white cloud) with my grade 10 drama teacher. He was standing and watching a row of penguins in top hats move down a conveyor belt.

I came up to him and asked, “What is this?”

He turned to me, incredulous, and said, “Don’t you KNOW??? This is the meaning of life.”

Suddenly it all made sense, and I was like, “Whoa!”

Then I woke up, and thought, “…WTF was THAT???”

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I recently had a dream in which I was to write Thanos a battle rap as he was due to battle Thor but couldn’t find his notes etc.
This all took place on a bunk bed.
Then again, this isn’t my first comic induced dream, Galactus is my getaway driver!

Other than that, I constantly dream I’m a Nazi soldier in WW2.

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The only thing I remember about last night’s dream is that at one point I was masturbating enthusiastically with both hands, attempting to achieve simultaneous orgasm and ejaculation from both of my penises. :dubious:

We’re doing trivia Monday night, and we are a supportive and non-bitey group. :slight_smile:

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Okay, I have to ask - were they arranged side-by-side or one above the other? Or were they in some other less likely arrangement? Curious people want to know these things.
BTW, Larry Mudd, good points - I hadn’t known that about the background behind the “59th Street Bridge Song.”

I’m still saying it’s an effed up dream, though. :wink:

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I had a dream the other night of being in love for the first time. I was a boy, running around the woods with a pretty girl. Everything was sort of slow motion and hazy. Just now I’m remembering the summer I was camping on Sturgeon Bay in Ontario, Canada, and I met a girl named Allison in the next spot over. I suppose I was dreaming of that summer, but the girl in the dream looked different somehow.

I have a tendency to stay up late playing video games, so often I have dreams about them. Sometimes I’m just playing them, sometimes I’m actually in them. Once I was playing Armored Core, which is a game with customizable mecha that you use in arena fights and combat missions. available light was awake when I was still sleeping (or maybe I was stumbling into bed mostly asleep, I don’t remember), and she saw me take my ring off and put it on the nightstand. She asked me what I was doing, and I said I was trading it in for a lighter one with more ammo. See, in the game such a thing would be available if you were successful enough and had a lot of money.

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I’m working on it. :slight_smile: My husband is being very supportive and keeps encouraging me to go. I’ll get there. Eventually. Soon. ish.

I will!

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I dreamt I had been called back to high school for a special musical performance of some kind, but when I entered, it looked like I was entering the Tivoli center which is a building on my college campus.

Anyway I entered with my sheet music, and I think I didn’t even have my sax with me, but maybe I did and that wasn’t part of the dream. Everywhere I looked other people had their sheet music and we were all waiting for someone else.

I was trying to find out who this was and someone said lead Violinist, but I’ve never played with the symphony group cause I play sax.

So we waited and it was a woman, but who she was was hazy to me, all I remember is her trumpeting how good she was and how she had brought us all her to show her best performance. She took out her violin, and then started to try to play (we were just looking at our sheet music, not playing it), and it all sounded horrible like a very new violinist.

So I was disgusted cause I didn’t get to hear a great violinist, and I spent all this time for nothing. So as I was walking out of the Tivoli center converted into a high school, there were a bunch of high school kids sitting around by the exit, and they said, so you gonna ditch?

I ran outside and down the street, and suddenly I was in a different city, the one I grew up in, before high school. I was running down the street and I saw my dad in his tractor, pulling some of my little brothers and sisters in a wagon, but Jordan and Trey were waterskiing off the back of the wagon as my dad was turning like a motorboat would.

Then all of a sudden the wagon flipped over and the kids fell, and then my dream ended.

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Side by side, attached close, angled out, like a V. If you were facing them, they’d be sort of like handlebars or one o’ them dowsing thingies. Or rabbit ears, if rabbits had, y’know, penises for ears.

Um, insert obvious reference here…

54

Son of a gun.

God doesn’t just want me to fail, you see. He also wants me to say “penis”.

I apologise, that was a terrible misquote and unintended. Somehow, this shit is just drawn to me and everything I do. That is not what it looked like when I hit submit. :frowning:

Dr. Freud, paging Dr. Freud…

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It’s okay. We love you anyways. :wink:

56

It’s okay. I was on the phone with an art prof this morning, and I was asking her if she wanted me to forwards her the lists for the kits. Except I was distracted and it came out as me asking her if she wanted me to forward her the clits. :eek:

I had to convince her that no, really, it wasn’t a Freudian slip… :smack:

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Last night I dreamed that I was watching a scene in some classic kids’ movie where a young Macaulay Culkin ate honey off the mouth of Danny DeVito.

Excuse me while I pour Drano in my ear to get the image out of my head.