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lucario beast

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just last ight i had a crazy dream
it started out at some place my mom had sent me for summer i made some friends then this big wall of water burst and we got on a flying pyrate ship and then when te summer was over and my mom came to pick me up and i went upstairs to see a fina goodby and i found out they were aliens then i got out of there fast then me and my mom went to kroger for a sale and i went to the bathroom and found a secret passage way to the place i was at then i woke up
so what crazy dreams have you had
 
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I had this dream that had to do with the new Old Spice commercials. I can't remember exactly but it was very weird.

Also there was this dream where I somehow made a dog angry and it jumped on my throat and I couldn't breath.
 
Here's one. In it, someone in my family created a new World of Warcraft expansion, exept it was a real life arcade that was shaped like a pyramid before it opened up(funny thing is, I don't play World of Warcraft, how'd that get in there?). That's about it.
 
In one of my odder dreams I had been sent on a school trip to learn about politics, and was sat at a conference table with George Bush Jr, Putin, and a couple of diplomats. But Bush and Putin were totally wasted and were hugging each other and crying, apologising about the cold war in slurred drunken words. The diplomats were merry as well. I'm not sure what political lesson I was meant to be learning there.
 
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i had a dream that i was being chased by Britney Spears And she kept singing "Hit Me Baby One More Time" O_o it was weird and i dont remember listening to Britney Spears song lately
 
I once dreamt that I was dreaming. Then I woke up in the dream and I was like "Whoa...that was one CRAZY dream." And then I wake up for real and I'm like "...OK, that was weird..."
 
I dreamed the other day that Avril Lavigne's car broke down outside my house.

My friend texted me and woke me up just as it was getting interesting.

I hate him so.
 
I had a dream that I was delivering the "I Have a Dream" speech naked in front of the White House.

Scary part is that a lot of my dreams seem to come true.
 
A few weeks ago, I dreamed someone was kidnapping my brother, And when they push him in the car, I punched the window. What's ironic is my bed's next to my window, and I woke up to me punching it.
 
I had a dream once where I was playing gamecube in my parent's room, and this evil, personified sunflower pops up on screen and starts laser-beaming the room. I ran into the bathroom which was also connected to my parents room and I could hear the flower chanting, "You can't hide forever..."
 
Sweet Dreams are made of this...

Mine are rather odd, indeed. I've been keeping a dream journal lately. However, I don't expect this thread to stay open very long...Dream threads never do...

It was a zombie apocolypse. Zombies everywhere. My family (Me, Takeshi, adopted Bonz, Lucius, Vincent, and Claudia) and my friend Rishid Bashandi (Egyptian fellow across the street from me in The Sims 2) were holed up in our house (though it wasn't our house in the sims. It was an antibellum mansion) to fend off the undead horde. I was taken prisoner by the company that created and released the zombies, and my husband, Takeshi went off to find me, leaving Rishid in charge of the kids. Rishid got into our spare guns and took a rifle for himself, and outfitted my oldest (Bonz and Lucius) with a pistol each. Takeshi traveled far to find me, he killed the lot of those holding me captive and released me. I was somewhat drained. Takeshi and I left together, him giving me my gun
(Walther PPK .9 mm, identicle to the model I have). While we were journeying back home, we saw a tree with blood-red leaves. Under it was a red vinyl ball and a ways from it was a red pig. As we drew closer to our large house, we saw many normal coloured pigs frolicking in the yard and there were also men in black suits and dark sunglasses. We got past them and into our house, only to discover that the evil company with the zombies had taken our house. Rishid and the kids were nowhere in sight. We were very worried. We moved around in the cover of shadows, and found Rishid and all of our kids, except Bonz. We asked Rishid where he was, and Rishid told us that the last time he saw him, he was out on a ledge on the third floor. We found him there, his knees pulled to his chest, tears on his face, the gun resting in his right hand. I woke up before I found out what happened.


So, apparently my arctype, ideal husband, Takeshi Hiroyama (who I created in the sims) and I had at some point before the dream adopted "Ghost" Kozuka/Bonz from the Yugioh franchise (this is one of MANY times I've dreamed of the cute little f'lah). We were all three supposed to go on a vacation together and Bonz and I had gotten seperated from Takeshi. He and I were looking all over, trying to get to the air port. We started out in this old house that's layout was somewhat simmilar to a trailor. I recall hugging the little guy, telling him to "Not leave me." He told me that "we need to find daddy" so he and I embarked on our journey to find Takeshi. We traveled, first, through a vacant beach, him behind me, holding tight my hand. Then we came upon a very rocky mountain, jutting out from the sand. He and I started climbing it, and when we got to the top, we discovered a ruined castle. Inside was a princess held captive. She was old, and already resigned to her fate, so she decided to help us escape. She created a diversion, so we could sneak out past the guards. Once we escaped the ruined castle, we found ourselves on the same sandy beach as before, only it was sunset. I said "Well, damn. We're never going to make it now..." to which Bonz drew out a red and white Pokeball and said "I have an Abra." I said to him "Then use it!" He called the little creature out and told it to "teleport us to where daddy is" and the Abra did. Lamentably, my husband was not at the resort we had agreed upon; he was being held captive by Dolores Umbridge from Harry Potter. She had him dressed up in a sailor's suit and he was sitting amongst a plethora of human sized dolls being forced into a tea party. Bonz and I traveled up the stairs to a small room, being used as an Alchemists study. Inside, we found an elderly mage, stripped of his power and chained to the floor. He asked who we were, and we, in hushed tones, introduced ourselves. We told him that we needed help to rescue my husband and Bonz's adoptive father from Umbridge. He told us that though he no longer had the ability to cast spells, he could still mix potions. He made for us a very potent poison encapsulated in a rubbery, blue-black ball and gave us a blow gun to use it with. The boy and I slinked downstairs and I shot Umbridge with the poisoned bauble. She went down, and Bonz and I rescued Takeshi. Then the three of us escaped and went into this abandoned, condemned house. It was very haunted. The little guy, though he loves zombies and such, was quite frightened, and I was scared for him, because the place was so shopworn and battered. I was afraid that he would get hurt in that old place. Takeshi insisted that we press on, so the three of us went upstairs. Since I am a sensitive, I shut my eyes so I could "see" the spirits. There was one of a teenage child in the upstairs bedroom, still bound to a soiled bed. He wanted "freeeeeee." I woke up.


A weird one, here. Can't really noodle it through. So me and Bonz were just sort of running around together. First, we were in this old house that I've been in a million times in my dreams...it's never good there. Especially the third floor. We went up there, and it was the same as it always is in my dreams. White walls, dark wood floor, old semi soiled furnature, namely beds--each with a dead person in it. The bodies are all dried up, and have been there a while, as they are covered in a thin layer of dust. Somehow, in the dream, I was able to remember that there is a sorceress up there, and she always pops up and kills me. I told little Bonzy "We need to get out of here...NOW" I grabbed the little f'lah's hand and ran out of there with him in tow. The dream shifted to where we were trying to destroy Kaiba. I mean, kill his ***. Dead. Don't know why; I have nothing against Kaiba personally. We were running around this place that, from the outside, looked like a Borg Ship from Star Trek: The Next Generation, or perhaps The Star Forge from Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic. Inside, it looked like an old English style house, only gigantic--and very, very dark. I was holding his hand the entire way, to keep him from getting lost. On one floor, it looked like the interior of an Imperial Star Destroyer. At one point, we venture into this locker room type place. I tell him to wait near the door while I venture further. Inside, I find the Progener from Final Fantasy 8--only it was coloured like a Wendigo from the same game. It was a lot bigger than it is in the game. I saw it, said "Oh, ****!" and fled. It chased my ***, breaking and bending the lockers it was hiding behind in the process. Suddenly, the locker room got a lot bigger, and there was a swimming pool in the middle of the room, only the floor sloped down in a V shape. I said, out loud "Those things don't like water! I should trick it!" so I did (I had also turned into a Charmander, somehow). I got it to fall into the water, and the water turned into lava, and it died. I was no longer a Charmander. I went back to get little Bonzy. We wandered around for a while longer, and found an old theater. Like the kind in which Abe Lincoln was shot. The walls had a burgandy coloured cloth wallpaper with deep red-brown wooden base boards. We were up in the box up top, and I remember that the railing had very fine carvings on it. Very nice. I don't quite know how, but we were outside after that, and time was going backwards. Quickly. I recall, we were sucked under water. It was boiling hot, and Bonz called out to me: "Mommy! It hurts!" and I swam over to him. I held him in my arms, and his screaming and crying stopped, as if I were blocking his pain. We emerged on a grassy plain with the new dawn in the background. There was a tent there, and Bonz was very tired. I took him into the tent, and who should be there except Shadi! Shadi allowed Bonz to sleep in the corner of the very large tent. He asked me "Is this your child?" complete with his Egyptian accent. I replied "Sort of. I take care of him, but I'm not his real mother. I'm only 22, and he's already 12." to which Shadi chimed in with "It is very admirable of a young woman like you to take care of a boy that is not truely yours." After a brief, uncomfortable silence, he spoke up: "We are the only three people remaining on the Earth. You and I need to repopulate the Earth." I sighed and said: "Fine, but let's do this outside. I don't feel comfortable doing this in front of Bonz, even if he is asleep." Shadi and I went outside the tent and...eh...did it. He vanished when it was over, and I thought: "Oh God! I just f*cked Shadi! No! Let's pretend that didn't just happen!" I was upset. Last thing I recall was Bonz and I flying around in Kaiba's airplane that looks like a Blue Eyes White Dragon. Woke up.


This was an odd, and sort of creepy one. I can't recall the first parts of the dream, but I remember the heart-breaking third phase. My husband, my four kids, and I were living in this uncompleted house. It had a large foyer that the walls weren't complete on yet, like in an early construction sight. There were three bedrooms and one bathroom. The girl in one room, the boys in another, and the third for my husband and I. None of the rooms had walls. Next to our home, and somewhat within it was an old, burned out house. There were steel wires dividing our home from the ruins. It was night, and I recall going into each of the kids rooms. They were dead, all of them--except Bonz, who was missing. I walked to the wires dividing our house from the decimated house and saw my husband, Takeshi, walking in a very strange, croooked gait towards a room, high up on the second story of the ruins. I called out to him "Takeshi!" and he turned back to me, with his eyes void and empty. I ran away from him, as he chased me. I ran all over the house, and circled back to the burned out house. I found poor little Bonzy in there. He was strung up by his little wrists. He was naked, and his back was covered in whip marks. Before him was a huge, golden statue of a woman with wild snake hair and a loose dress. She looked like a Gorgon. He looked over at me, with tears on his poor, gaunt little face and said "Momma...please, help me..." I shook my head and left him there, him calling to me the whole time: "Momma! Please! Don't leave me here! I'm going to die! Help me!" screaming and crying all the while (I feel terrible about that, even though it was just a dream). I came to the conclusion that the thing in that statue had possessed my husband, Takeshi and made him kill all our kids and try to endoctornate Bonz. I ran outside into the garage and got in my husband's SUV, leaving my old Chrysler New Yorker behind. The roads were really rough, some made of wood, and some made of dirt. I kept driving around trying to get away and all the roads circled back to the house. I couldn't get away. I woke up.


There were two parts to this dream. In the first part, I was a roving warrior woman with a sword, bow and a gun. Guess what little boy I had with me. That's right. Bonz. I was going around through a ragged, post apocolyptic world, killing demons. Sometimes, I could encapsulate these demons in round crystals, to be summoned later, when I need them. I wore a long, white trench coat with ragged ends. Under it, I wore a dirty, white button-up shirt, a pair of jeans, and a pair of high boots, much like the ones I have, only brown instead of black. That part didn't last very long. I mostly just moved around from tavern to tavern in a Wild West type world, and killed a bunch of demons with my sword. I do remember staying in a room in an old west style inn with little Bonzy. He was looking out the window, and I said to him, "Be careful, there are Tigers out there. I don't want them to see you." After I said that, a Tiger appeared at the window. It tried to get us, then the dream shifted. In the second part of the dream, I was in the body of my ficticious friend, Rishid Bashandi. I was in the dream, just out of body. It was like Rishid was telling me about his origin, and it was a flash back, with me seeing from his point of veiw. It documented his journey. He was telling me about how his parents took him to America and abandoned him when he was five. They went back to Egypt and left him here. He chased after them, but, since they were in a car, they got away from Rishid. Then this man came and got him off the side of the road, he tried to molest little Rishid, but some cops came and stopped him before he was able to hurt the boy. Then time shifted to when he was about 18 years old. He returned to Egypt, barely speaking a word of Egyptian Arabic, looking for his birth parents. They lived in a flop house with blankets and sheets for doors. It was a big red sheet that looked like it was made of satin. Next to it was a plaque that read "BASHANDI" so he knew he was in the right place. He pulled back the sheet door and saw the two of them sitting in there. It was very cluttered, and they had a Christmas tree up (since they are Coptic Christians, very common in Egypt) with a bunch of presents under it. They acted like they were all happy to see him and hugged him and gave him some presents. But the question squirming in the back of his head wouldn't be bedded down so easily, and he asked them "Why did you abandon me all those years ago?" and they replied "You weren't a good enough son, Rishid." He started crying, and I woke up.


Do note that I don't sleep at night like most people. I sleep in the morning. Yes, Yes, I know. A lot of Yu-Gi-Oh! dreams. Don't bust my non-existant balls over it m'kay? Took a lot of courage for me to tear these from my PRIVATE journal.

~Nimh
 
I had a dream about a week ago, where I was watching TV with a few of my friends in the Dorm Lounge, when suddenly there was a brilliant blue flash. After that, all the lights simultaneously burst, the TV shattered, and all electronics went dead. I stepped onto the balcony, to see several large planes fly over, and the sky was soon full of Red parachutes. Our RA entered the room muttering something along the lines of "It's happening", and beckoned us to one of the many rooms marked "Data Closet". The room was full of guns, RPGs and Flak Jackets. We ended p holing up in our building fending off the Chinese onslaught until several VF-1 Valkyries (Think Macross) with USAF markings flew in. They had scrambled in from a base outside of the EMP range. The started mopping up Chinese troops. One Chinese soldier managed to climb up the leg of one of the VF's leg and rip out the pilot. AT this time, a few of us had left the building to help get surviving students and faculty behind the American lines. I took the chance to mount the VF and take out the Chinese soldier. I decided to take the chance and pilot the VF. At that moment, Chinese fighters and one VF came across the horizon. A sweet dogfight with a song from the Macross soundtrack (I can't remember) playing ensued.
 
I had a crazy dream last night involving the game Monopoly and the pokemon sites Serebii and Bulbagarden, too bad i dont remember it well and im not sure what I had to do with it at all
 
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I once dreamt that I was dreaming. Then I woke up in the dream and I was like "Whoa...that was one CRAZY dream." And then I wake up for real and I'm like "...OK, that was weird..."
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These ones are kind of funny. I have them too. I usually realise I'm alseep when I try to switch on my bed-side lamp to get up to go to the toilet, but it won't switch on. That always means I'm still actually in the dream.

My most recent and interesting was not really frightening or anything, it was just peculiar. I joined a couple of friends to a place in a busy city, in an old but fancy building, just outside an old monument. They were very enthusiastic saying that I should meet this guy they'd met who I've never met before.

So, we met this guy in the basement to the building. They guy and this woman talk about spiritual development and awakening a lot on a dark, relaxed atmosphere, and a lot of new-age spiritualist stuff. They guy talks about certain 'means' of fast spiritual awakening. I start to get uneasy about the situation and I tell them all I don't want to take part in this 'thing' that apparently speeds up spiritual awakening but really I didn't buy it at all and I told them I was going to leave and not have anything to do with it.

The guy was like "that's too late, you're already involved" or something like that. Turns out his 'means' was via this drug that I never found out what it was. I felt it kicking in and I was like "how did you...?" because I never drank anything and he never injected me with anything so I don't know how he got the drug in me. I started to get shaky, feeling hot and cold, sweaty, dry mouth, feeling sick, rapid heart beat, breathing fast, mind racing with trippy thoughts and panicky feelings and I was really angry that he'd done this without telling me too.

Then I started to trip out in a bad way and I tripped out on the sofa for a while and my shaking was really bad. Then I kind of woke back up on the sofa some time later and everybody had left the room, I was still feeling the full effects of this drug and my mind was all over the place. I also felt like my heart was going to explode out my chest, it was almost painful how fast it was drumming away. Everything also had a crispness about it, like the sharpness of the picture was turned up, and like dream-reality was overlapped with something else, hallucinations. It's hard to explain. I just didn't feel aware of my surroundings at all and the only thing I was aware of was that there was something wrong with my senses and functions. I was just in a trance, thinking I was in other strange places, and kept losing track of where I was.

I followed some people outside, I guess they were taking me somewhere but I don't know where or why. We ended up in the street under some scaffolding, and the shop front was empty, just bare concrete inside and no glass on the windows. I was hearing voices coming from inside the empty, bare shop front but there was nobody there.

I looked to see some guy standing in the street, raising his arms and waving them in the air and smiling as though he was totally out of it in his own little world.

I remember having enough sense at least to think to myself that this was all a big scam and there was nothing spiritually enlightening about the experience. It just felt damaging.



When I finally woke up, I was feeling really sick and had a thumping headache and a fever. I nearly threw up. I took some flu tablets. I think I had that strange dream because I was feeling ill in my sleep. You know how fever sometimes makes you a bit delirious and hallucinate and have weird dreams.
 
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