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So weird dreams last night. First part, I had a number of cats (I believe 3), but one ginger one was in a particularly sassy mood and started biting my hands. Normally, this would be kinda cute in a nibbling kind of way. But somehow the teeth were coming out, and they were like two inch long porcupine barbs that went almost all the way into my hands. So then I had to pull it out.

Second part of the dream consisted of me riding down some winding roads on something that was much like a red penny farthing bicycle built out of a barstool with a much smaller front wheel (but still high up in the air). The bike broke so I had to get my car to get it but I kept not being able to hit the breaks in time, so I ended up swinging randomly into people's driveways (which were all conveniently upward) then rolling back down into others. Eventually, I ran into a garage door or something.

Third part was particularly confusing. I think I was in the house of the people whose garage I ran into, but I was trying to get the little daughter to shut up about my involvement while trying to hit on the hawt older daughter. Of course, just as I'm about to get somewhere a bunch of people burst into the room. Then I was chilling with somebody who was supposed to be my friend or something. We were about to smoke weed but his mom starting coming into the basement so he distracted his mom while I started hiding his stuff. Then she came into the room and started taking his rolling papers.


EDIT: Holy shit! I just remembered another part where I was hanging out with Charles Barkley and something on TV was paying homage (in song!) to black people who paved the way in their respective fields or something like that and he was one of the people mentioned. He was all like, "Why did they mention me?" I didn't know what to say. I wasn't even sure if I should call him Charles or Mr. Barkley.

I had to put this here.

I had a dream the other night where all I was doing was holding my guitar upright on the floor and strumming the open strings through a heavy, doomy fuzz. I was watching the strings vibrate and loving how that was transformed into the sound I was hearing and love so much. That was the extent of that dream.

I woke up in the throne room of a castle...
Archer'd the fuck out of some knights running at me, left the room and entered another room that consisted of this perfectly square vehicle on a "rail" system, except it was actually just suspended in the middle of this pitch-black tunnel.
Got on the vehicle and the tunnel was immediately and totally illuminated in alternating Pokemon-seizure red and blue for the entire trip.
Got off at the end, emerged in a massive cavern. To my right a weak shoegaze band was playing while flying 30 feet through the air...because they were all on a gigantic air mattress-looking trampoline. Past them was a pool so big that nobody could swim its length. To the left was a huge dance floor.
I then found myself hundreds of feet in the air above the pool, landed in it, didn't break anything, suddenly was having sex with this freaky girl by the poolside. And by "freaky" I actually mean she was an alien.
Instantly the scenery changed and I was standing on a little cliff above some swampland. Alien chick was dead on the sand below me.
Stumbled down the incline onto the shore and there was a dude in a sampan just floating in the water a few feet away. He was holding a cobra in his outstretched palms. I looked over at the dead girl and there was an equally dead black-and-blue striped snake by her, so I picked it up and held it out to this snake dude.
Then the cobra in his hands reeled back, lunged at me, I died and woke up.

Whatever. I guess my dreams are about dicks and boring shoegaze.

Whoa, that's a cray one! It's been a long while....but I've had alien sex dreams myself. I guess what I'm saying is you're not alone in this.

tonight, i went fully delirious... right now i'm in a middle of fierce bronchitis with fever and shit...

i remember turning all the time, because every move hurt me and i was trying to find a position where it wouldn't hurt... and it was just... painful... and then i started to find some kind of a pattern of certain positions and i slowly went through them so it was better
also there was something about my dead grandpa and my grandma giving me 1000€ for a trip to Krakow (???), something about some kind of cliffs with white tents on them (?????)
and something about a beautiful women with awesome boobs - even though they were smallish and i'm usually not really up for that...
oh and there was something about some kind of tropical version of my city, very Zombi-like and we went to a villa and there was a shark in a pool and Brian from family guy wanted to impregnate it... and my friend had a huge collection of console games and every partner of his got him one and when there was something new coming out, he killed them and displayed them on a stick (????????????!!!!!!!!)

i don't know... this night was horrible... even worse than when a few weeks ago i dreamed about killing people... my friends. with a knife, true bloodshed, absolutely terrifying

anyway my head hurts and in two hours i'm sitting an important final

Whoa guys, those are some crazy dreams, Achtane Alien Sex Fiend and DrakAxel Tha Killa Czech...

I had a dream last night that me and Jwar were in some sort of Cobra Kai tournament and we kept coming out even on points and he was getting really hyped up and frustrated... We were in this old gym that I did a Tae Kwon Do exhibition in for real back in the 80's in Colorado Springs and there were a lot of ILF peeps in the audience with signs like it was WWE... We went back and forth for several rounds and I was getting tired of fighting and wasn't sure why Jwar was getting so aggro during a tournament and was about to just walk away when he yelled "Shoryuken" and came running at me full speed when my back was turned... I did a turning feign roundhouse but switched it to a flipping soccer kick and Jwar just rushed right past me and hit the wall full speed and exploded into 1000 points of light and everyone went silent... I stood there in the middle of the mat with everyone staring at me and yelled "I told him this would happen if he ate those Pork Chops"... I suddenly woke up and my whole body was covered in sweat like my fever just broke and I was freezing cold... Weird dream and I'm not sure what Jwar was so upset about... I'll have to think about it again in another dream and unravel this mystery...

I keep having dreams where my dream friends are giving me advice.

I don't remember what they told me last night, but this shit is getting weird.

Every night, I'm given advice on how to do things in my dreams.

My latest dream involved Kendrick Lamar telling me I was a cool guy!
and I believed him.


Like a fool.

Few nights ago I had a dream where two 10 year old girls were selling packs of cigarettes in front of the elementary school. They were totally over charging.

Then last night, I had a dream where me, my Mythology teacher, my old manager, and a girl in my orchestra I've had a crush on for awhile were all sitting around smoking a hookah. It was great. Me and her were getting along really well and talking a lot. then I woke up.

man. i thought this was going to be a Dead Boys thread. I am disappointed.

fuckin intense work dream last nigh
i was tryin to get that job finished
the big one i fucked up in november
so i break into the house
to try and finish the job
avoiding security shit
lile motion detectors
so i realize that the people are comin back next day
winters over
theyre gonna open the house again
and ive been workin on it
but it looks like ass
i pulled up the wood floors
and they were like dirt
kinda looked like a stable
it was stupid
work dreams arecthe most emotional for me

Dreamt last night that I was having a discussion in which I was asked to list my top ten bands (a game that I absolutely despise). I was struggling with the number 1 slot going to either Motörhead or Fugazi, when I realized that I was actually in a burning building full of musicians. We all went about getting out of the building, and I went from tour van to tour van making sure that everyone was o.k. When I reached the last van, it was filled with the members of Fugazi, who informed me that I was going to be their stand-in bass player for the tour of Spain that would be kicking off that moment. We had been in the building to have our first and only practice of the tour, which was cut short by said fire. Torn between excitement and dread, I got in the van... and then woke up.

I was in a Home Depot full of junkie-looking dudes, which I eventually deduced to be an ILF meetup
The paint aisles had a really wide gap between them, with a long walkway that lead to a throne where domvan sat. The walkway was suspended above this super deep pit that tentacles were coming out of, which I guess was behndy's domain. Each tentacle ended in an axe head, so it was called the "hurricane of blades"
Anyway, seems like I and a few other people were on trial for violating some kind of ILF law and were to be thrown into the tentacle pit. Gross. I don't remember what happened, but I ended up bolting out of there alongside some girl and into the parking lot where we stole a maroon Econoline.
Drove that in a random direction until the gas ran out, then proceeded to hop fences and run through peoples' backyards and crap. Oh yeah, somewhere along the way, zombies started showing up, but they weren't slow zombies or 28 Days Later zombies. They were clearly fucked up people, but they would still talk while they were chasing after us. And they had no problem bending their backs and limbs the wrong way if it meant getting a little closer to you.
Arrived at a mine entrance and woke up, lulz. How anticlimactic.

i was playing with Mars Volta in peru

I was mainly there for the soundscapes, beating a keyboard with a drumstick...and i got to chat with Juan and Omar, my two favourite dudes from the band

i'm never going to see them live

DarkAxel wrote:I was mainly there for the soundscapes, beating a keyboard with a drumstick...

Nice.
But I know what you mean

In a continuation of that last dream, I was walking alone through the woods in autumn, carrying this huge over-under shotgun I guess found somewhere along the way. Way ahead of me, a deer ran by in the distance with 6 of those fucked-up zombie things chasing after it. I moved to the top of a hill and took cover in a bunch of trees, watching the dudes, and they eventually gave up and started walking in my direction, so I panicked and hid behind a big-ass tree.
They stopped moving about 30 feet from where I was hiding, so I seized the opportunity, popped out and blew half of a zombie's head away, he was done, saw one crouching on the ground and shot a hole in his chest. The other ones had gotten up by this point, so I quickly reloaded and took out 2 more, right before the remaining 2 started screaming and freaking the fuck out.
And then I realized that
SECRET M. NIGHT SHYLAMALAKALAKA TWIST ENDING: THEY WEREN'T ZOMBIES, THEY WERE JUST DESPERATE PEOPLE WHO SUCKED AT HUNTING, WHOOPS.

Well, anyway, I killed the last two because everything by that point was stressing me out too much and I couldn't deal with what was gonna happen next if they were kept alive. Then I woke up, lul.