Kevin's Watch

At least you weren't naked at the poll booth!

*lifts head* What? Somebody's naked??

That was another dream.

I dreamt I was a semi-metaphysical being and was being chased by the government who wanted to study me and everyone like me (most of whom had already been caught). I spent part of the dream hiding in a house pacing and eating bananas and feeling extremely depressed. In another part of the dream I had been caught and one of my friends who was caught with me got eaten by something that came through a hole that suddenly appeared in the floor--I think this took place before the part of the dream that I spent in hiding, so at some point I must have escaped.

I guess one of these days I should post some of the good dreams, eh? I am up and yes it 's three thirty eight in the morning. I had one of those falling dreams where you fall and wake up a split second before you hit ground. In the dream my sister and Lucimay were one and the same person and we were on the roof of our building arguing about my Mom and she pushed me but didn't intend for me to fall but I stumbled back and tripped over the lip of the roof and I saw her mortified face as I fell and knew she would have to live with the accident and would take it personally and blame herself even though it wasn't her fault. And I remember thinking on the way down that I would give anything to not make her feel guilty and then I woke up. I tried to go back to sleep but Moose was restless so I decided to check my email and my computer auto signed me into messenger and Balon messaged me and so I've been up a bit. I'm going back to sleep now.

I dreamt that somebody hacked into KW and made it so that every time I posted it looked like Avatar posted it instead, so I wrote "I am Auleliel" on a chocolate chip cookie in cookie-colored frosting and posted the cookie on KW so that people would know what was going on.

Auleliel, that's just bizarre. Have you been studying Dali lately or something?

No, although I do greatly admire Dali's works. I have been visiting KW, and various places on the internet, a lot more lately (helps with dealing with mid-semester homework stress), and reading threads in which is mentioned the WGD hack that happened a long before I came here. And my dreams tend to be quite surreal. What else should one expect from a dream? Is not the essence of a dream the exquisite blend of reality with the impossible?

I dreamt my dad's dead body was riding in the passenger seat of my car. Freaky.

Ki! You saw a darkling! (obscure movie reference to "the Covenant") Anyway, yes I am up yet again but this time I had a good dream. Still woke up crying. Dreamed about Julie's wedding and being put on the spot for the speech again. Woke up feeling overwhelmed by how much I love her and how much she loves me. I must have some underlying issues i need to work out. Then again, doesn't everyone?

I had a really awesome, noteworthy, novel-inspiring dream. Unfortunately I don't remember any of it because Cameraman Jenn called me and woke me up at 7:20am (ok, fine it was 9:20am my time and I should have been up anyway). So now, no dream. But at least it was the first decent conversation I've had all day.

I had a dream about my ferrets (that passed on a few years ago). I had forgotten to feed them and they were not doing well. A definitely guilt dream. Especially sad because I felt bad about neglecting them (which I didn't do in life), but happy that I got to see them again and that they were still alive. And yet no.

I had a horrible nightmare, it was probably due to watching the news coverage of those fires near LA. Anyway, our house was on fire, and for some reason I was outside and all of the rest of my family were inside. And I was running and running and running to get to the front door, but I just couldn't seem to get there.

I woke up sweating then darted around to all the bedrooms to make sure my children were all safe. I hate dreams like that.

dreamt i was playing a 20 minute version of husker du's "charity, chasity, prudence & hope" on acustic guitar. (i was busking somewhere.)

of course i can't play or sing in real life.

sgt.null wrote:of course i can't play or sing in real life.

Hey, that's what dreams are for!
As for me, I have been having work stress dreams due to ... well ... work stress. I thought dreams were supposed to be opportunities for escapism? Cr@p.

i will be at work six days this week. not enough free time to be stressed about it. i don't dream about work all that much...

I had a very interesting dream in which many anime characters were translated into our reality in human bodies. It was really fun to interact with the characters, and since my alarm woke me in the middle of the dream I remember every vivid detail.

Furls Fire wrote:I had a horrible nightmare, it was probably due to watching the news coverage of those fires near LA. Anyway, our house was on fire, and for some reason I was outside and all of the rest of my family were inside. And I was running and running and running to get to the front door, but I just couldn't seem to get there.

I woke up sweating then darted around to all the bedrooms to make sure my children were all safe. I hate dreams like that.

I remember reading somewhere the "explanation" that dreams in which something awful happens means the opposite occurs in real life. Personally, I'm very skeptical about dream theory, but there ya go.

About a month ago, I had a crazy cosmic dream that I still think about. Every once in a while, I'll be entertained/scared by an epic dream that seems to come out of nowhere (well, duh, it's a dream). The details have somewhat faded, but the larger impression remains. It starts with me walking along the street minding my own business, then I happen to look up in the sky, and there I see in midday light what at first appears to be the Moon. But then I see that it's a Moon/Earth composite. Then day suddenly becomes night, and I see that the Moon/Earth object has become ornamented with jewels - a wondrous but also sinister sight, because it looms monstrously in the sky, much larger than the real Moon would ever be.

The other part of the dream I can recall has to do with...well, the end of the universe. Like a camera zooming out into the cosmos, I'm seeing the galaxies displayed before me. Then something happens: the galaxies are rocked by clusters of explosions that have torn the "fabric" of the universe. Immense grey cloud "things" appear in the wake of the explosions - like a viral invasion. That "virus" would be chaos, or entropy. The destruction of all that is has begun. And there is no one to stop it...but me. My mind and body merges with the cosmos, and I feel the explosions as hemorrhages in my brain. I absorb all the destruction. That was when I woke up. I was a tad freaked out, because for a moment I thought was having a stroke or seizure of some kind. But I got out of bed and was relieved that I still functioned normally.

This cosmic doom-and-gloom stuff possibly arises from a lot of intense thinking about the Last Chronicles. That and Dr. Who.

i dreamt i was washing dishes and arguing with julie about the way i was washing them. exciting stuff.

It's five twenty nine am my time. I dreamed there was radiation poisoning in the building and my flesh was sloughing off. I got in the shower and my hair was falling out at a really fast rate and it worried me but then I went to scrub my body and my skin, all epidermis layers were coming off leaving raw flesh beneath and I was bleeding and I had only washed my arms so I got out of the shower and called Lucimay but there was no answer so I called Julie and there was no answer and so I put my clothes on and they were painful because my skin was coming off and blood was running into them and went outside and everyone else looked normal and nobody would help me because I was all bloody. Then they just started looking through me. I ran into the street and started yanking on a taxi door handle and yelling, "Please just look at me, just see me." and then I woke up. I think I need to see a psychiatrist.