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Mk Cooper; 2024
#flowers#entities#spirits#divine guidance#dreamd#mysical#mysterious#earthy#nature art#otherworldly#beautiful#beauty#escape#pretty#art#dark#spiritual#nature#healing#artists#surreal art#afterlife#rebirth#pink#nature aesthetic#flower aesthetic#weird#strange#odd
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had a dream my whole back was covered in holes like that fucked up bus frog & every 15-20 seconds i'd feel like i was gonna puke / being set on fire then giant clear marbles would fall out of all of them over and over. Hmmmmmnn don't like that
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guhh.. fem presenting gender-fluid Edgar..???
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Obsessed with the way my girlfriend is playing Dragon Age because she took one look at Alistair and decided he was boring so sheโs 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 Eamonโs 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.
#dragon age#she might have gotten his approval too high too early bc I'm sure the I'm the king's bastard conversation had to come up at some point when#you return to camp from redcliffe right#same as the conversation about the calling and the dreamd#problem is she's spamming people witj gifts and having important convos to them in the middle of a mission instead of in camp
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#this made me kick my legs like an anime schoolgirl#๐๐๐#especially since my pain is bad today and i had dreamd that made it worse#ask
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had a dream i got mad during a rewatch of barbie because they added a scene w barbie and ken eating baked macaroni
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after playing all the kingdom hearts games last year (with my strategy of not really being tactical) i am now completely immune to feeling gamer anger. i can play splatoon and lose all day and go hmmm maybe i will win next time. Because i am filled with peace as i know at least i am not going to have to try to fight thoese final dream drop distance boss fights again.
#mine#i know dreamd rop distance is completely broken when you actually level up your pets#but i never made any more and just played with my 2 default ones the whole time#because i got attached and did not want to replace them.#as a result though that game gave me like 5 migraines because i also didn't want to grind so i was underleveled. It is my own fauult
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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
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I read up on it and apparently it was an accidental glitch to add animated icons and youโre not able to do it anymore as they patched it D: Very strange decision on tumblrs part snkgjdkdj
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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Me: I only have had sex/intimate dreams with my ex
Oliver: what the fuck? I've banged half the people I know? You don't have sex dreams with people you know???
#miranda talking shit#I forget that its not uncommon for people to dream that way so when i tell friends#I had a dream about them they always sound nervous... In reality i dreamd we went camping or something#But like... I dream 90% in third person. And 80% of the time im not me#I know which character i 'am' but that person can be a man a woman a child whatever#In those dreams ive had sex but I've never... Dreamt it as myself with anyone other than my ex#At least that i can recall and thats kinda my standard still...
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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 Symbolismรฉ
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 ๐
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Hey, don't cry, Examine every scar (shake me) I'm auditing my karma (wake me) Something just ain't addin' up (save me from this bad dream) it's close, but no cigar (tears setting in) i'm dancing in the dark 'cause Every light keeps shutting off (oh my God, is it my fault?) For playing with bad luck (oh) And she doesn't give up (oh) Sinking her teeth into my dreams Again and again, I get up again I'm playing with bad luck (oh) But now it's just too much (oh) Sinking her teeth into my dreams Again and again, I get up again, okay?
#/lyr#I cannot get this out of my head. TRY PLAYIN WITH BAD LUCK UHOOOH CAYSE SHE FOEDNT GIVE UP OOOOH SINKIKG HER TEETH INTO MY DREAMD AGIAN AN-
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ok i have gotta be so fr and im putting this on main even though its technically houseposting but s8e2 where wilson had to convince that woman with lung cancer to do a treatment that essentially filled her lungs with fluid and would feel like drowning actually Actually terrified me. not many medical things scare me (purposeful desensitisation on account of thats going to be my job) but voluntarily going through the feeling of drowning to have a few more hours of life with the possibility that the transplant that will save you won't even HAPPEN is. fucking terrifying. i don't think i could do it. i dont think i could convince someone to do it and i don't think i could Do that treatment. good god
#chaos.txt#chaos med rambles#this is so long and rambly but . fuck. deep breaths#like idk i think i do have a fear of drowning already but its unlikely that that isnt widespread tbh#who Isn't scared of drowning. anyway. that was fucked up#most things that freak me out are when intense things happen without anasthesia. im fine with surgery#but emergency tracheotomies? that freaked me out the first time i saw it. also lumbar punctures#i've dreamd about having one Twice now. both times it sucked#aw fuck am i actually going to cry about this. its stressing me OUT i cant imagine it i dont want to
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you know i'm blaming everything on the lack of a weblonson podium because that would've shattered my [train passes by]
#amgf is yapping. . .#correct me if i'm wrong but afaik there has not been a weblonson podium#also i don't know what people call THAT throuple but it's that#like???? that would've could've should've i would killfbdksbdksjd i would offer because there's no fucking way#but also!!! the likelihood of my dream alo/ham/pia is also going to be like that.... a fucking dreamd#had a long rant ro my sister why the spanish gp was the worst so far!!!! lando/max/ferrari/fucking gerogle
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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
#dream diary#personal#dreams#i don't have restful dreams#i'm just always running and living weird adventures#i like it thought#when i have these types of dreamd#i just spend the whole day thinking about it and making stories around them
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