Dreams

[Brendan]

I rarely remember mine. They're non-linear, art house sort of dreams. Random situations, and then like a film cut, bang, completely different and unrelated situation. Realistic, fantastic, absurd... it'sll in there, at pretty much any given point in time. I don't so much have a dream, as dreams set on "Concept Music Video."

Then it starts getting weird.

 

[cosmodrome]

in about 10 years i'll have a villa in the country. an apartment in amsterdam in about 5 years. i'll be a partner in 8 years.

but then again, last night i dreamt i was a cop, when i woke up to take a piss i was holding a bat.

 

[Squidfinger]

I rarely remember mine. They're non-linear, art house sort of dreams. Random situations, and then like a film cut, bang, completely different and unrelated situation. Realistic, fantastic, absurd... it'sll in there, at pretty much any given point in time. I don't so much have a dream, as dreams set on "Concept Music Video."

Then it starts getting weird.

Hmmm...I guess mine are the exact opposite. My dreams are always very linear. Sometimes they're extremely realistic too, no pink elephants or any weird stuff. Just like I'm having a normal day. More than a few times I've woke up in my bed confused as to where I am because I believed my dream was real just because it was so normal (me going to the supermarket or something completely normal like that).

 

[FractalUniverse]

my dreams are very realistic, i mean they look very real... they have like different camera angles, and they are like edited for tv... when i remember my dreams i remember almost everything very clearly....

my dreams tend to have lots of action...from me killing zombies and samurais to art gallerys and people flying, giant animals, etc.....
and there's always sea or water on my dreams

i've also had some bizarre dreams... like this time i dreamt with a furious sea with a dark sky... and then the camera moves, and a red bridge appears...this red bridge, that looked just like that big bridge in san francisco, is being hitten by the big waves......and then the camera moves again and then an indian person appear almost naked on a basket coming down from the sky.... and enters the water...and this person starts to swim...and i understand in the moment that this person likes that kind of weather for his job(fishing,etc..), and this person do this for his family, i mean like everyday food....the thing is that the water looks dark and cold...and suddenly this person finds something..... and this something is a black made of plastic crab with a mean looking sticker as a face.... the thing is that somehow this crab travels from the south of my country to where i live..and when i find the crab i take this mean looking sticker...and i change it with another sticker that look like this one . weird dream i think.

i also had another dream where i was making like some studies about how to cheat people that are trying to steal you things..... but my english gets to poor for explaining that.... that's a complex and hilarious dream at least for me...

 

[Only]

I had this horrible dream last night. I'm going to cut out most of the details, since I could probably write a ten page story out of it...And I may do just that tomorrow.

It was the future, but not the distant future. Like a couple months in the future and there had been a huge worldwide (or maybe just USA-wide) disaster. The world (or USA) was divided up into the scientists working for corporations to try and seize power, and the random rebels, outcasts, and extras who couldn't get into the corps for whatever reason or had been in and gotten fired or quit.

I was a guy named Gar, or maybe Gare. I had been altered by a corp to be a kind of super soldier, but because I'm a fairly anti-corporate person (in real life as well) and the corps weren't evil necessarily, just greedy, they just turned me free and suggested I might be happier with a group of rebels somewhere. I think they said they were happy to see me go fight the corps as long as I left them alone. Any way, I had improved strength, speed, could ignore most pain, could see in the dark, and I had wings. Not like angelic wings, they were more like bat-wings. Scaly membranes.

So, I set out from the corp and wandered around alone for a while until I saw a group of rebels mugging some kids for food. I stepped in and helped the kids, so they took me back to their band of rebels. I stayed with them for a while, but some of them never really trusted me since I came from a corp. Eventually, a corp found them (the other group of rebels I fought earlier ratted my group out) and in the ensuing battle, the kids I helped earlier were killed.

Since my group wanted a scapegoat and couldn't blame themselves, they all attacked me, held me down, and cut off one of my wings. Then they thought I was dead on the floor, so they stopped holding me down and cheered and held up my wing and went marching through the house they stayed in. Then I got up and killed all of them with the same knife they used on my wing. Very bloody and gory and I won't go into that here.

My dream ended as I was walking out into the darkness to go back to the corp since I'd lost faith in the rebels and the human race in general.

Kinda sounds like a B-movie, eh? But it was pretty rough to dream it.