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I don't dream very often, but I had a wierd one this morning.

I was in what looked like a room in a very expensive hotel, with Marble walls and red carpets. I went into what looked like a food court, and I saw this girl Ayna, that I liked in 11th grade. (She was cute, but a real airhead. Said she was interested in joining the CIA ) I had some typed pages that were song lyrics. I don't remember what the lyrics were, but I asked Ayna if she knew the tune. She sang it, and I don't remember how the tune went, but it ended "Everlasting story," like the song from the Fushigi Yugi anime. However, Everlasting story is in Japanese, and the song Ayna sang was in English. It didn't even follow Everlasting Story's tune, but it worked into the song somehow. It gave me an image of a jet taking of, with one engine under each wing and one engine on each side of the tail rudder. I then overheard one of the kitchen staff saying there was a disturbace in the refrigerator. I asked semi-jokingly "Is there a bunch of peanut shells and a Banana-y scent?" The staff member (I think she was a waitress) said that actually there was. I asked to check it out, and was led into this huge walk in refrigerator. The waitress stayed behind, and inside the fridge was the Librarian (from Discworld) and this guy with really greasy hair that covered his face. I said (and I have no idea why) "This is another adventure, isn't it?" The Librarian said we had to put him (indicating the greasy guy) into the Luggage, again from Discworld. This is wierd on two levels, since anyone who knows the character knows the Librarian never says anything but "Oook".
After the guy was in the luggage, I put the luggage on my head, and the box turned into this semi-circular case with a flower pattern similar to a suitcase my Mom owns. I walked out into the hallway with the box on top of my head, and the Librarian following behind me. I could hear the guy's voice in my head, through the box, and I asked him where his room was. I don't remember the number, but he said it was on the 55th floor. I wanted to talk to the guy some more, but not with people watching me. I tried to find an elevator no one would take, but I couldn't find one. Next to a sign that said "to the 48th floor" there was an escalator type thing, but instead of metal, the steps were made out of the same red carpet as the floor. No one was headed towards it, so I got on the escalator, but it took such a wierd direction that I was soon laying on my stomach, with the ceiling not 2 feet above me. As I got towards the end, I heard the intro to the Village People's YMCA, and I wondered if the escalator led to a gay bar. That's when I woke up.

Anyone here know anything about dreams, or can help me make sense of this?
Makes me wish Joseph were here today.

You sick freak!!!!!

Am i the only one who sees the homosexual overtones in there?

*Freud walks in*
Now, ordinarily, I would say that this dream shows Oedipal complexes, but recently, I've noticed that I'm always saying Oedipal complexes, and have been forced to only one conclusion.

This dream shows that I want to have sex with my mother...
*Freud walks out*

Anyone so much as thinks of misquoting me on that one, and I'll kill you all with moose flavoured death

Setzer wrote:Anyone here know anything about dreams, or can help me make sense of this?

It's because you touched yourself at night. Either that or you denied your urges to touch yourself at night.

Nah, I did that later.

oooooookaaaaayyyyyyy then.

*Backs away from Setzer*

I may also point out that the Librarians vocabulary doesn't consist of just Ook, but many variants of Ook and also Eek on top of the facial and hand gestures.

i dunno what most of that is about because well, i don't know you, however....

[psycho-analyst]The end makes it sound like you may have repressed homosexual feelings that you are afraid of.[/psycho-analyst]

well actually i haven't a clue, it just thought that might make me sound smart.

Setzer, that is some seriously fucked-up shit. Why don't you just have normal dreams like everyone else, where some hot girl licks your ballsack and then lets you fuck her in the ass?

its a shame i can't remember my dreams 90% of the time...

because judging by whats going on under the covers when i wake up, they must be pretty awesome

It means you want to have sex with Sigmund Freud.

Darth Wong wrote:Setzer, that is some seriously fucked-up shit. Why don't you just have normal dreams like everyone else, where some hot girl licks your ballsack and then lets you fuck her in the ass?

I'm a 17 year old male. Would you call that an unusual dream if you were my age?

Darth Wong wrote:Setzer, that is some seriously fucked-up shit. Why don't you just have normal dreams like everyone else, where some hot girl licks your ballsack and then lets you fuck her in the ass?

All I get in my dreams is vaginal penetration...

I hate the Village People and the cliche that comes with them. If i dream about gay bard i always hear Nine Inch Nails playing Starfuckers Inc.

Cool dream!

I've had lots of weird dreams! I've had one in which inside my old house was the library of my former high school. In there I get into an argument with someone I hated. After the argument, my friends and I jumped out of the house\school and we all faced each other with shifty eyes. Then all of us took out a stick of dynamite from inside our jackets and put it together. Then I took the bound sticks of dynamite, lit it and then threw it in to the house\school. Afterwards there was a flash inside the house\school and I ran to the front door. When I opened it, out poured a lot of skeletons except they were made of pasta. Figure that one out.

I had a dream earlier where I sucked myself off. Huge load, just kept going and going. Sweet too.

Uraniun235 wrote:

Darth Wong wrote:Setzer, that is some seriously fucked-up shit. Why don't you just have normal dreams like everyone else, where some hot girl licks your ballsack and then lets you fuck her in the ass?

All I get in my dreams is vaginal penetration...

But, but, but you forgot abouth the loosing of a galloon of man chowder unto hot chick. Oh yes. Then I drop her off in the cafe with leads out to a small mountain in Mordor during the 5th Age. Arrows upon arrows into the Orcish ranks with my maroon cape guiding the men to attack and overrun the scum. Wierd shit.

Setzer wrote:

Darth Wong wrote:Setzer, that is some seriously fucked-up shit. Why don't you just have normal dreams like everyone else, where some hot girl licks your ballsack and then lets you fuck her in the ass?

I'm a 17 year old male. Would you call that an unusual dream if you were my age?

If you're a 17 year old male, I would consider it unusual for you not to dream about sex with hot girls.

Darth Wong wrote:Setzer, that is some seriously fucked-up shit. Why don't you just have normal dreams like everyone else, where some hot girl licks your ballsack and then lets you fuck her in the ass?

Mike...whoa. I read this and Samuel L as Jules Winnfield spoke it to my mind's ear. Funny shit.

Darth Wong wrote:

Setzer wrote:

Darth Wong wrote:Setzer, that is some seriously fucked-up shit. Why don't you just have normal dreams like everyone else, where some hot girl licks your ballsack and then lets you fuck her in the ass?

I'm a 17 year old male. Would you call that an unusual dream if you were my age?

If you're a 17 year old male, I would consider it unusual for you not to dream about sex with hot girls.

I was reffering to the hot girl bit. Dreaming about sex isn't unusual for a guy my age, so I didn't bother reporting each and every circumstance.

Darth Wong wrote:

Setzer wrote:

Darth Wong wrote:Setzer, that is some seriously fucked-up shit. Why don't you just have normal dreams like everyone else, where some hot girl licks your ballsack and then lets you fuck her in the ass?

I'm a 17 year old male. Would you call that an unusual dream if you were my age?

If you're a 17 year old male, I would consider it unusual for you not to dream about sex with hot girls.

Err, to my memory, I've only had 1 semi-erotic dream, and that was first base stuff, and I'm bloody 19, tar me a freak of nature...

The_Lumberjack wrote:

Darth Wong wrote:

Setzer wrote: I'm a 17 year old male. Would you call that an unusual dream if you were my age?

If you're a 17 year old male, I would consider it unusual for you not to dream about sex with hot girls.

Err, to my memory, I've only had 1 semi-erotic dream, and that was first base stuff, and I'm bloody 19, tar me a freak of nature...

chances are everytime you've woken up with a hard on you've been having an erotic dream, you just can't remember it thats all.

Again, it may be just my memory, but to my knowledge, it's not something that has happened either recently or more than once or twice. Ah well. I'm very happy with my bizarre 'walking under water in silence' dreams...

As a rule though, I never really remember dreams though, so it could be that as well. Don't take my freak of nature title from me though, I need it...

If this is thread necromancy...well whatever. I didn't want to make a new one when this was only on the second page.

Anyway, i wrote down 4 dreams i had today, yes 4!

dream the first : Darth Wong persecution

Location was at home, he kept phoning and calling me names. Then i went on the net, my inbox was full of name-calling emails, and he'd added me to his msn messenger and called me names over that too.

dream the second:Unpleasant music video

some crap band blows up a dog on stage or something. Whatever it was, it was unpleasant.

dream the third: watching new xmen movie

The film starts in a grimy-as-hell hospital theatre washroom. There's the clear villain and his 3 attendants, 2 males and one female. They're frail, and bald. He's pulling on some rubber gloves and talking about something.

They're not allowed in this one room, that's the only thing i remember him talking about, but i know he was talking about something else.

The camera follows the female baldy (similar to that precog, now that i think about it) and she goes into the forbidden room. It's a big black hospital room, with many machines hooked up in the dark to this one teenager. She finds this box machine next to the boy's head, it's got buttons on it. She presses them and his hands spark with lightning that's siphoned off somehow. It still makes a horrible loud crackling/snapping sound.

That's when i realise that the machine is hurting him to siphon his power or it's the only way to communicate with him. It works by sending pain into his ears.

Then the bald woman is scared, she wants to escape the hospital. But then we see the villain at the window.

Then i wake up, it was too damn scary.

Dream the fourth: regenerating socks at the water place.

I suppose this was my brain apologising for the nightmare earlier.

Anyway, i go to The Water Place in Bolton, and this nice old man says "hey, if you get in now, they won't turn the stuff off and keep it open for another hour!"

so i think "cool" and go in with my swimming shorts in a bag with some more jeans and clothes in as well as a towel and shorts.

I get to the changing room, and notice a load of people from school, getting changed also. (It must've been a replay of just before PE)

I get changed, wondering if i should leave my boxers on, cos i don't like the people around me. I choose not to, and take them off and put the swimming shorts on.

I then take my socks off and put them in my shoes. That dobne, i shuffle over to the entrance. I look down at my feet, i have some different socks on. I assume they must've been on beneath my others and i just wasn't paying attention while taking my socks off. So i take them off and put them in the bag with my ordinary jeans and top, and my other jeans and top. I know this time i've definately taken them off.

I start off to the pool again, but i have some more socks on before i get there. Wtf, i think.

I take these off and put them into my bag. I sort of figure out i must be leaving something on my feet that's making them regenerate or something. So i watch my feet as i walk, the thread comes up from the sides and covers my feet.

Confused, i rip the regenerating socks off my feet, and throw them somewhere.

I figure out there are glitchy t1000s on the soles of my feet. They become the floor and a carpet.

I'm not sure if i ever made it to the swimming pool, but whatever, it was weird.

regenerating SOX!