#dreamD

[euphorictruths]

Mk Cooper; 2024

[the-terminal-show]

literally have not had anything but nightmares since last year xcept that funny geriatric mario kart sitcom & the one where i cage matched two semi-formless figures 2 death. BUT LAST NIGHT...YEEAHHHH BABY we're back..ohh s3x1 mirror mirror tornado dreams i missed u. It's Symbolismé

I was in a large group of people inside a partly huge cavern / auditorium, but the roof was prob 150ft high, and it was dark, seemingly stretched on forever to the back wall. Everything a bit tinted rusty, mahogany, or burgundy. Despite there being no actual light source the room had a soft dingy glow like dusk, just enough to see everyone. The floor was flat slate marble, there was just a single 3ft step and all of us were on the lower floor except the lead.

Everyone was auditioning for something, standing in a forward facing drill line, and we were all brainstorming their roles and costumes. I kept getting in arguments with whoever was trying to be the director. The camera was free floating when not from my perspective, it panned down the line of just a bunch of randos, paused on some guy in a tennis uniform before continuing to the end of the line. The lead decided the guy at the end should swap and have to wear the uniform, but I said that was a stupid idea and suggested "rebirth inside a volcano", "like a god". I was getting talked over by the lead until the guy was very enthusiastic about it and said he liked and much preferred that.

I just kinda laughed at the lead & they seemed visibly irritated, but conceded finally after a stare down. They said condensingly by time we finished suckin each other the wardrobe could be ready and told us to fuck off. My brain is like, well Ok don't mind If I Do. (pretty sure i was almost lucid at least 3 times but couldn't get there lmao)

So the whole scene shifts, we're supposed to be finding a room, but we're suddenly in some random country. The interior looks like an old library mixed with a 50s country diner and a convenience store counter. Metal edged tables, formica and hard ass wooden seats.

I'm wandering through a tight corridor of books with a nonsensical layout, to reach the front desk. I finally wander out, there are plenty of windows, and terrible white/blueish troffer lights with the glass blown out over a table in the back.

On my way there I run into this dream npc I've seen before in past dreams, whenever I almost cut or change my hair in the dream but we never complete the session. I'm briefly transported to the sickly pepto pink mall salon zone with velvet seats and rusted faux gold accents. Everyone there just has a tiny stand, each set up like a miniature skyscraper, haphazardly stacked with sheets, bottles and towels.

I don't even sit down this time, everything kinda whirrs by me, but she directs me back to the building host of the previous zone. It's an old lady with short curly white hair, round wrinkled face and she barely speaks. She tells us to come sit at the back table through the swing doors, by the windows and under the awful troffer lights.

We're given a large thin white book that's bound with black plastic ringlets like a menu. All the text is printed thick and glossy, but it's all in either greek, italian, or romanian. I'm distressed searching for a language I can read in the glossary but she says that's all there is, with a heavy accent. I'm like well shit, It's Over, Day Ruined, although I'm sure I was supposed to become lucid reading that menu, being that it was super crisp.

Time shifts again and I'm sitting at a musty wooden picnic table in the middle of a pasture. The sun is just barely slipped past the horizon, still making extremely deep overcast storm clouds have that ominous glow. The guy from the auditorium is sat across from me to the right.

There's a random person eating in front of me from a plastic tray, and a slightly overweight man in a tight tractor supply co. shirt dancing in place all alone against a single dilapidated wooden fence by the trash bin (which is an oil drum fitted with a trash sack and rubber band) to the left. I kinda laugh and ask him what he's doing, he just scoffs, makes an unintelligible sound & keeps feelin the groove by himself.

After that I'm too overstimulated by the storm clouds and the electricity in the air, that faint wind that feels like the end & the beginning magnified Cause Dream, it's picking up. Lightning starts rippling through the sky in long branches, my vision is blacking out & i'm doing that full body asmr thing i do where i giggle like i'm overdosing on an oxygen tank and about to pass out.

After a moment I'm trying to get the auditorium guy to notice, hey i'm just like you, hey TURN AROUND AND LOOK AT THIS SHIT??! Then there's a tornado to our right out in the field. It's black and smokey, a classic Oz type with an elongating roping tail. I'm mesmerized again, the sky is nearly a bloody mahogany behind the twister, black cloud shelfing. I'm briefly on the ground on my back looking at it upside down. I roll and blink then I'm back at the table.

Eventually the sun is gone but the lightning remains, then I catch two distant ball lightnings, they're zigzagging up into the sky erratically. I'm freaking out and going nnnooo wayyyyyy, but right when everyone turns to look the ball explodes right under the moon into a glittery firework. Everyone thinks I was so excited about a stupid firework and no one listens to me explain so i give up.

I woke up for a short moment cause my YT rain video cut off, then i continued the dream via meditation cause i was so mad i got ripped out of it. So we moved to a pallet in the grass, eventually my medi partner was there too, he made himself look exactly like auditorium guy, and i said, "isn't this all you've ever wanted a chance to do?" i was determined to show the thrill of the storm and lightning and well, the rest is 4 me and not for anyone else. Good Bye 👊

[abimee]

had a dream that made me depressed, pissed me off, and ruined my mood before i even woke up

[mousebolts]

guhh.. fem presenting gender-fluid Edgar..???

[requiemforthestars]

Obsessed with the way my girlfriend is playing Dragon Age because she took one look at Alistair and decided he was boring so she’s not bringing him anywhere. So she has not gotten the conversation with him when he tells you about his past so now she's going "oh this guy is Arl Eamon’s bastard son right? How boring" Like, no babe, it's even more boring than you think.

She's done three main missions and she doesn't even know about Alistair yet!!! I feel like I'm going insane.

[hoziersgirlfiend]

had a dream i got mad during a rewatch of barbie because they added a scene w barbie and ken eating baked macaroni

[ryan-monster]

I dreamt about me, another person and K9KURO in his "previous life". We were in the same class, his "real name" was Alexander and participated in a weird cartoonish art contest and won with a teacher personally telling us, while coming to my house, parking in our garage and coming in uninvited, sat on our living room couch in the dark waiting for someone to show up like a creep

[rnaeborowski]

tonight i dreamt i was the villager on my island and there were shooting stars so i started wishing on stars but almost right away dark gray smoke started to cross the sky and i was like "oh right there's a volcano errupting on my island right this moment and i need to run or i will die"

[astonmartingf]

you know i'm blaming everything on the lack of a weblonson podium because that would've shattered my [train passes by]

[slowishgreen]

today I dreamed I was livingas a mais at this house that was attached to a bar.

There were four other girls living with me, and they were attendants in the bar, I think they were dancers too, they were gorgeous.

So first I was cleaning the shower. In one part it was separated, but in other it was right by my bed, so I'm not sure how it was in this part but yeah, I was cleaning it when I saw a tiny fish on the floor. I was worried as it was trying to get to a puddle so I kinda put it back towards the drain, cause I though it would be better there since there's water there. But when I opened the drain to push it inside, it was full of fish. I got pretty scared, so I pushed the little fish and closed the drain. But then more fishes started to appear here and there.

So I went to the other girls' rooms to see if they had fish in their drains too. I managed to get to two of the bedrooms, and they were ok. The third one was closed so I didn't want to get in like that, so I went to the fourth, I checked it and left, but the bedroom's owner saw me leaving and got mad at me, and started asking what I was doing in her bedroom, and I told her I was just checking for fish in the drains.

From there it jumped time a bit and I was now at the bar, and it was pretty busy with clients. They looked like men from the mafia, all in sharp suits and hats. The girls were all serving them, one of them was wearing a very thin stars bra. I was just going around cleaning and getting things for the cook.

Then suddenly a fight started. It was just pretty confusing, then the owner of the bar shot one of the mafia guys. He was just straight in front of the other mafia guy and we thought he had shot both of them at once, but he didn't, so he stabbed the one that was behind.

After that everything became chaotic. He said that no one could leave anymore, and everyone was trying to leave, I guess. Then the whole place started to move. The whole house just started to move. The girls, who I think already really wanted to escape, went running for the biggest window in the house, and they dragged me with them. I'm not sure we were being followed though, so it was ok. We jumped through this big window on the back of the house and landed in the street.

Then we were at this weird old timey market. There we met a guy from the bar, called Brother. He took us to this place were people were hiding, and then it all became like a secret community. But it started to be too similar to the bar. One of the girls got involved with the leaders I think.

Then there were two jumps into the future or the past, I don't know. In one of them we were robbing a place, me and the girls. It looked like a prision, I don't know what we wanted there. When we were leaving, some guards were coming in, and we ran back inside. They all hid, but idk why I sat by the door of one of the cells and pretended I was asleep. They caught me of course, but I managed to get away. On the way outside I met this man that was by our side. He gave me this pretty dress and told me to put it on, so we could leave incognito. In the end it worked, but I don't know what happened to the girls.

In the other jump we were all outside, the people from the community, at a very sandy place. Then a sandstorm started and we all ran inside. Brother sat by me to protect me, and I heard my inner monologue saying he had written me love letters. The house looked like these old houses from my mothers hometown.

thaaats it

[lazynoodlepuff]

This is what I imagine happened to my gruff old man ex-soldier (what army? Don't worry about it, his military title is completely legitimate,ignore weird smudges on the paperwork) Vake Hunter Fallen London PC, when I changed his pronouns to they/them in game

if mr veils was based and awesome it would use its love of fashion (and concerningly good manipulation skills) to get really really really good at forcefem. unfortunately it uses its powers for evil (murder) instead. sad

[brimo5]

Grim Cerberus wagg'd his tail to see Thy golden horn, nor dreamd of wrong. But gently fawning, follow'd thee, And lick'd thy feet with triple tongue. (Horace, Odes, 2.19)

[ezzuka]

Curufin - The Nightmare of Nargothrond

After all this time, the survivors of Nargothrond still dreamd about Curufin, who prowled in the deep caves, carrying a burning lamp. Dark was his robe as the unmeasured night, but his lamp was red as blood. He smiled ironically and faded away. As time passed, that smile turned pityingly.

However, Curufin, long-buried under the snow of Doriath, has nothing to do with such nightmares.

[dancingindreamlight]

-- Echoes of The Idiot...

Something I've always felt about myself.... Of course, he was more successful than me. But I feel a certain kinship with artists, writers... especially ones with values they refuse to compromise. It is almost impossible to live without compromising your values in this world, to commit completely to the ideals you fervently believe in, so I often feel out of place. I do not compromise so I retreat. But truly held values are put to the test, not mostly held in the mind. and this is the hardest thing of all-- to be willing to go to death for your beliefs. Prison can be a kind of hell. especially in authoritarian regimes. Would I be willing to sacrifice the same? I hope so.

We should not need such heroes. They appear and show us the way... at their own expense. In a kinder world they would do what they love, pursue their art, not need to stand up to injustice. if the government didn't thrive on lies, it would not risk the life of someone who values truth enough to speak it and die for it.

Life without compromise. Conscience without impurities. Words without falsehood. Such a person, of course, will not survive in our thoroughly cynical world, and even more so in a fascist regime. 

--actor Anatoly Bely about Pavel Kushnir

[paparoach]

Went to bed with high emotions and that was. Bad. Becsuse i kept having dreamd and when i easnt, i was trying to sleep. The heat didnt help and made it so uncomfortable to sleep and cslling out has me feeling worse and making me wish I'd booked todsy off as wele

[eebie]

up & had nice dreamds