Dreams

[TheAstronaut]

fantasies dont count as dreams Lou ;D

[Tiberius]

I had a dream that I met Paul after a show of his....


oh no, wait, I actually did.

[WithoutWords]

yyyyyyyyyyess

they are some of my..........slightly more..............imaginative(?) dreams.........

meh i have fucked dreams all round

umm the comment about not being able to see, not being able to kepp your eyes open. i get that too. i did alot when i was still dancing and the dream consisted of rachael yelling at me at rehersals cause i wasnt going the right way.....explaining how i could not see fell on deaf ears. maybe that was her ailment in the dream.

i dream when i fall asleep in the middle of class too.

but they're just quick little dreams

i was dreaming on the way home from tokyo disney while i was wraped around my miney mous baloon. i was mumbling to myself apparently. quite the site. i was dreaming that someone asked if i wanted to live in disneyland and my job was testing the rides and i thought that was super.

annnnnyway thats enough for the meantime

sweet dreams everyone

[left]

i have not had any dreams in weeks.

stupid over worked imagination

[singingcirclesaway]

actually, apparently you have, you just don't remember any. or so they say.

[Tiberius]

I think I read somewhere that you need to time what time you go to sleep and wake up in order to remember your dreams better. Also what foods you eat before you sleep can affect your dreams.

[TheAstronaut]

yes - by drinking water based products you are bound to forget your dreams while in a frenzy hurry to urinate safely in the toilet.

[dirtgirl]

have you been wetting your bed again deane! That's what the plasitic blankets are for...

[Tiberius]

I had a dream last night that I was eating at Restaurant with Lou, her bf, and my gf, and on the radio we heard a song playing. It was Alanis Morissette doing a cover of Something For Kate's song Jerry Stand Up. Sounded good too.

[TheAstronaut]

I had the wierdest dream for a while last night.

I was on my way to school and for some reason stopped in a petrol station - but fell asleep. I awoke to my mobile ringing, my friend Jarrod saying, "Why aren't you at school yet?" and I went outside and found myself in a petrol station somewhere in the mountains. I accidently said I had $30 to the petrol station attendent, who seemed rather odd. I began walking down the road, looking for a lift, until three young people on bikes stop. Their leader appeared to be a girl, and as suspicious as they seemed, they offered to lead me to where I was going. While walking through a forest, I emerged amongst the trees on the lower oval of my primary school, and began to realise these people were going to kill me.....and take my $30. I made a final dash, my mates Jonno and Jarrod standing talking at a stairwell, and I yelled to them, then out of nowhere, they threw me a bucket on the end of a rope. I held on tightly as they reeled me in, seconds before the girl would have killed me. We then suddenly advanced and rolled them over and they turned into wine bottles....

[Lounge Act]

if you dont remember your dreams you have just been in a really deep sleep

i have had this recurring dream in which my best friend says "dont invite me, eh. well now you've got to die" and proceeds to kill me...
during the dreams i have been: on stage with sfk, reading, drowning , falling, running and etc...

[loux2]

Tiberius said:

I had a dream last night that I was eating at Restaurant with Lou, her bf, and my gf, and on the radio we heard a song playing. It was Alanis Morissette doing a cover of Something For Kate's song Jerry Stand Up. Sounded good too.

special me, in your dream, and you've only met oll (bf) once..hehe

apprropriate piccy for this thread:

[Tiberius]

Yup well, I had another SFK related dream last night, hmm.... this'll be rambly. In this one, Pip was sick and SFK needed someone to fill his place while they were touring so they picked... me (uh-huh). And we played in this big blue circus like tent but it was raining outside so everything was damp and wet. After the gig, I came out into the audience where I was met by Mel, Deane, Lou, Justin, and others from here saying "OMG that was you up there!?" Then Paul and Clint came into the crowd and you all decided that they were more interesting to talk to, heh. Then Paul and Clint were hungry so they asked me if I wanted to come with them to get lunch, and I of course said yes. Steph seemed to disappear after the show though, she had something else to do. So Clint went ahead and Paul and I were going to meet him at the mall and while walking to the mall I got talking to Paul which proved interesting, but we had to swim through giant rain puddles outside the tent first (surprisingly our clothes were instantly dry afterwards). We arrived at the mall and met Clint, and they both wanted to get junky hamburgers but I wanted to get healthy food so I told them I'd find some healthy food and meet them up. Then I found my friend who hates SFK in the mall and he showed me a place to buy Thai food which I did then I met back up with Paul and Clint.

...then I woke up.

[Tiberius]

Had a series of bizarre dreams last night. I'll write them here before I forget them. Any interpretations would be helpful.



DREAM 1 - The Future.

I'm about 30 years old. I'm living in an apartment complex. The apartment hallways are well lit but the actual apartment rooms are dingy and shadowy. In the room to the left of mine (while facing the door in the hallway) is a woman of about the same age as me. She's pretty. She has long fair hair, pale skin, and resembles Miranda Otto somewhat. She's also married and has two boys aged about 8 years old. However, her husband and his brother are both killed and the police are considering me the prime suspect. I'm told by a female black cop with a New York accent not to leave the apartment while the investigation is being conducted. My neighbour's not too fussed by her husband's death though. He was in the Russian mafia and she's glad he's dead she tells me as she comes over to my room and we get to know each other. There's kissing involved. I remember that much.

It turns out that her husband wasn't dead. He and his brother had faked their deaths and tried to frame me. One of their sons knew and was trying to protect his father and uncle but the other son found out the truth and then told me. She divorced her husband and he and his brother were sent to jail. The bad son went to a juvenile correction centre.

Fast-forward about 5 years. Now I'm married to her and we're on a train. I think we're in Europe. There's a little girl aged about 5 sitting with us. I think it's our daughter. I put my arm around the woman and further kissing ensures.


DREAM 2 - The Past.

I'm 17 years old and I'm back in high school. Except, I have all my current memories. My school looks a little different and the people are a little different but everything seems so much easier. I feel much more confident and aware than I ever did. If you could go back in time knowing what you know now then this is how it would be. I meet a girl in my class. She's bookish but attractive nonetheless. We get talking and I realise that mentally she's older than what she is physically. She's an old soul. By the end of the day we're involuntarily holding each other's hands and without saying it realising that we don't want to be apart.


DREAM 3 - The Present.

It's the present and I'm at a harbour. I'm looking at my ship I've just built. It's huge - about the size of a football field. How I managed to do this is anyone's guess but here it is. Giles from Buffy inspects the ship for me and confirms that it's structurally sound and seaworthy. However, one section on the top deck needs further reinforcing or it'll collapse if anyone walks on it he tells me. Apart from that, the ship is perfect.

I invite Jarrod, Justin, Lou, Nat, Steph, Terry, and Tim from here to check out my ship. The interiors of the ship have a very Victorian look to them, with a lot of polished antique wood, velvet covered furniture, old paintings on the walls, green carpet in places etc. It's quite dark inside the ship with only various oil lamps and candles providing illumination. Justin predictable gets into the ship's supply of alcohol. Tim lights up a cigar. Everyone else sits around and talks. The room we're in has a very 1920's look to it. Just like the Poker room you might have seen in the Titanic.

[singingcirclesaway]

No smoochies in the last dream? Aww.