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In case you're worrying about my mental health, the title of this thread is a line I heard in a dream last night. (I was walking past an open office eating cake, and the woman inside called it out to me).

What's the weirdest line of dialogue you can recall hearing in a dream?

uh... get some mental help ASAP...they have medication for your issues.

Rathark, what do YOU think it means?

"3 Federal ships have broken through the line! They're attacking!"

I heard it in a sweat-drenched nightmare....

I never remember any of my dreams for some reason. I can't recall waking up from a nightmare since I was a small child.

You are SO lucky!

I never dream much either. The last one i remember was being in WWI, and firing a bolt-action rifle.

the worst for me by far is the one depicting my death. the air of the earth goes bad and even though in the dream i can breathe properly and i'm getting air in my lungs no problem, there's no oxygen so i suffocate. though it's not "heard" per se, my (last) thought in the dream is "damn, i'm only 32, it's too soon for me to die, oh hell..." then i wake up drenched in sweat.

"Oh no!"
"What?"
"Someone set up us the bomb..."

*wake up*

"Oh, what the..."

i only had that one twice, identical both times. though i do think it's based on reality, i can post the full reason i think this and the full rundown of the dream if any one wants it.

earlier in my life and for many years i had one dream the same, walking thru a desolate and dry land, with a friend, seeing smoke in the distance, walking up to this cliff overlooking where the smoke was coming from, looking down and seeing rows of literally hundreds of funeral pyres stretching into the distance with the walls of the cliffs surrounding it as far as i could see in the dream, then waking up.

"Sit Down"

I sit down and then get shot in the shoulder

"You bastard that hurt"

another one was when i was a proto-chimp/human-monkey man and Dr.Zaus from planet of the apes told me to run away cuz they were after me so im doing my spiderman leaps and stuff through an empty city with forty foot gorrilaz chasing me and knocking down buildings left and right

I had a dream where I flew naked over the catholic school I wasted two years of life in.

I also seem to remember one where Tim Allen was chased down the street for not adopting a kid or something.

You flew *NAKED* over the *CATHOLIC SCHOOL* you went to school at?

That is truly Freudian my friend.

I never remember any words from my dreams, but the strangest one I ever has was one in which I was on a train, and then suddenly huge raindrops started falling, and everyone turned into skeletons and dissolved into dust while I frantically ran around...

hmm, Dream? What are ones dreams when one lives in a world of shouting colors and sounds that smell, One where Lavander Tree's dance across a Maroon Sky

Where Frediuan Slips mean nothing more than they say, and a mad man and a wise one are one in the same expect when drinking tea

Who will care for the widows son? One might ask this question after waking from a night of fearless worries or a murky future

Myself?

I rarley remeber dreams and in some way I'm glad,

For I have woken nights where only the sounds of my screams broke the darkness... and others I have woken weaping with both wonder and longing trying to grasp that which I barley remeber and even then just saw out of the corner of my eye...

Some call me a Poet or a writer, but I am niether, nor am I a historian of a philosphere, I am none of these things and yet still more, It all depends on where one runs into me, or what guies I have affected that day

I may be Street preformer, Bank Teller, Fireman or Docotor, I have been all of these things and many more in my life as my moods take me,

I experance it all and yet more. I have slept aginst tree-trunks and had rain-water for breakfast. I have chaired board meetings and authored books,

I have done all of these things and yet more...

Dream? It depends on ones perception at the moment, some of these are but dreams, others are carved in stone, The only diffrence between the two is what will be and what has or prehaps never will













In the end its all a matter of preception

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.

Somebody kill Mr.Bean before he begins to philosophize more. And don't forget to eat his puppies.

For the children.

ahhh dreams, mine are always bizarre, usually end with me being betrayed somehow.

1. I took over the world, at my coronation ceremony, just as I was accepting the symbolic crown thingy, some guy steps from the crowd and emptys a handgun into me, I hit the floor in a pool of blood, and reached for the crown while dying. Then I woke up.

2. I was in a battle, standard infantry grunt type person, the enemy was fleeing and me and my squad were advancing, and the artillery support accidentaly called down a napalm strike on the enemy location, not knowing wed occupied it. Really part of dream was i survived, only really really really horribly burnt, and a friendly soldier put a bullet in me as a mercy killing.

then there are other dreams i have that dont make any sense, or my subconscious torments me with dreams of what could have been, and shows me what I had to do to make it that way.