Weird or Interesting Dreams You've Had

[ZaCloud]

Heh, wow, I was having a dream last night, and for once I was actually acting like my real self would in it (Cuz usually I'm either someone else or I act really friggin stupid, lol). Except for some reason I was in the military.

But at some point I was interacting with some people in the Warrant Officer division (working for our military, but not commissioned officers or combatants). There was a thin blonde chick (probably in her early 30s) who was in charge, and a few lower class secretary type people. There was this one middle-aged, pudgy brunette woman who was one of the latter whom I was talking to. She was a little slow, had a hard time reading and writing. Apparently she'd been given the job of just taking minor unofficial notes of goings-on for the convenience of everyone else. She was nice, very friendly.

But then the blonde biznitch kept calling her over and criticizing her for misspelling things on the notes and minor disorganization. Now, I had no business as an officer to mess with the affairs of W.O.'s, so I couldn't pull rank (I was somewhere up high-ish but not too high, not sure, maybe a Major or something). But as a human being I couldn't stand it and so started trying to talk sense into the in-charge chick. Trying to point out that it wasn't too important for these notes to be spelled right; they weren't official documents. And that it wasn't the other woman's fault. But the blonde was so closed-minded, I ended up yelling some kinda heartfelt tirade at her. I wasn't sure if I partially got through to her or not because I abruptly left afterward.

I went back downstairs (for some reason our base of operations was my old two-story house, lol) and reported to my superior (a middle-aged thin guy with red hair and a small moustache) that I had acted inappropriately in dealing with the Warrant Officer. My mom, I guess ranked above me in the same division, went up to talk to her, and despite being a very calm and no-nonsense person, ALSO ended up yelling at the woman. So we both then went back downstairs and she also reported to our superior that my misbehavior was warranted, though I quickly added that I would accept due reprimand anyway.

But then our superior went up himself... and came back saying that he had gotten the b**** to shut up with a few key words, and that we were free of blame for our behavior.

Heh... Just basically, I'll fly off the handle when it comes to emotional matters. This was reflected here; I have a hard time keeping things factual when I'm feeling strongly about something. Guess the military setting accentuated it. No idea why such a dream came up, maybe cuz I haven't even been myself for a long time due to health and sleep issues. But I'm slowly trying to recover again. So maybe "I" am starting to emerge again. If so, um, yay I guess. ^_^;;

[Scarlette]

Yay~!
I can't really remember my dreams as clearly as I use to as a kid. I usually remember bits & pieces & the majority of my very last dream.
As a kid, I usually dreamed about flying, being chased, falling, becoming extremely dizzy/disoriented, & random happenings.
Now I dream of actual scenarios like being at a convention, hanging out with friends, getting some random drama, & situations where I couldn't do anything to help the situation/tried & tried so hard to help but no success.

[AltruisticCrono]

This will only make sense to Whicker. You remember that too-large, half eaten russet potato you couldn't finish at the restaurant? Don't worry... that situation happened in a dream the same night and I helped you finish the other half. Don't worry about it.

Also, probably the most reoccurring character in my dreams (besides myself of course) is AZ. Stop acting and being in sight in my dreams! I know I need a sidekick and other people in the background to act out non-nonsensical worlds and situations, but sheesh.

;D

[ArchangelZero]

Mwuahahahaha! You will never rid of me. I'm in your psyche... FOREVRAR!

[ForeverZeroUltima]

This might not top the one I posted before, but it sure did shock me. Here goes.

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I'm in some gigantic mansion. It's very dark and hard to see. There's a handful of people in the mansion, almost all of whom are possessed by evil spirits. It is my job to put them out of their misery. I'm carrying several firearms and plenty of rounds of ammunition.

I kill one, then two, then three people. After that, I find a man who appears to be in his right mind. He follows along with me because he's scared for his life.

Soon after, I enter the final area of the mansion and find a little girl. At first she looks normal, but then begins behaving erratically and spouting incomprehensible words. I knew what I had to do. But the man with me began begging me not to kill her. Perhaps he knew her, or maybe she was his daughter, or perhaps he just didn't want to see a child being killed. Nevertheless, I pulled the trigger. Once these people were possessed, there was no way to help them. I knew that by ending their lives, I was freeing them from themselves.

However, by killing the little girl, the man himself seemed to lose control of himself. After we exited the mansion, he began to attack me. Without thinking whether or not he himself had suddenly been possessed or whether or not he was simply acting under the influence of his emotions, I shoved him away and put several bullets into him.

Some time passes. Maybe it was only a day, or several months, who knows. I'm at a theme park late at night (who knows for what reason), walking the empty grounds by myself. Suddenly I hear laughing. I spin around, and the face of the man I killed is there. It's covered in blood and parts of the face had turned purple. It advances on me. For some reason, I still have the guns and ammunition on me, so I shoot the face several times. It disappears.

I start running, wondering what was going on. The face appears again to my side, and I shoot at it too. I find myself running down the tunnel of a roller coaster track, where the same face appears yet again. At this point I'm screaming as I empty my clips at it. I continue to run for what seemed like eternity, but I seemed to be going nowhere. Every place looks the same.

I stop where I am and try to catch my breath. As I'm panting, I come to a disturbing realization; maybe it was I who was crazy.

Before I could think further, I woke up. Probably a good thing too, 'cause committing suicide, even in my dreams, is something I would never want to think about.

[wondersaiyan]

Crazy dream was crazy. I have been dreaming a lot lately...a bit odd since I never recall dreams hardly ever. The last couple of weeks have been crazy for sleep movies in my head.

Me and Person X (no clue who, though I know it was someone I know), for whatever reason, have to make a trek to the southern tip of Argentina on these weird 'skates'. They are some strange material that have something akin to an inner tube-looking thing in place of where wheels would be on inline skates. They can be used as basic shoes as well, and you activate the skating aspect of them with a thought command. The more inflated they are, the faster you can go and the less friction you have on a surface. It takes practice to be able to control, obviously, so Person X and I were in the back room at Mooly training with them. It was all normal enough to me, though they did set up some things to help us have split second control over our 'skates'. I recall having to avoid things in my path and having to stop and help someone in an accident scenario. Then suddenly, Person X and I were somewhere in Argentina...at a place called Boca de Vaca We were there with Hyde from L`Arc~en~Ciel and some other member of the group and we were talking about what kind of food we would be served. I told them it was probably going to be cow tongue or something given the name of the place lol So then we were talking about cow tongue. And there was this squishy, frisbee-looking thing with some logo that Hyde knew painted on it sitting on our table. The thing was coated in a strange yellow, peely, paint-like stuff. I began to peel it off, then Hyde finished peeling it. The logo was still on it. And we all kept poking it because it was squishy and odd. We all kind of agreed that it was probably cow tongue....then I woke up.


I am obviously a bit familiar with L`Arc~en~Ciel...but not enough to be having dreams with members from the group in them And what the crap, skating through Argentina with inflatable inner tube skates that are thought controlled??? Silly subconscious is silly...

[whicker]

This was an interesting social commentary one.

Last night's dream was a lot of waiting around bored with whatever inlaws (probably my other brothers', but whatever, some distantly related by marriage older than late 60's family members).

Anyways, whoever they are, they're really old fashioned. Had a boring gray GMC suburban.
Bumming around Nowheresville, Midwest US. Crono was with me, some others, not important. We drove to a flea market for some "leather shoes".

WHY? LOLIDUNNO.

it's like, that was the most important thing they were looking for. Shoes for the children. Things were laid out like a generic garage sale, and there was nothing useful. What caught my eye were these SEALED box sets of anime laserdiscs kind of underneath one of the tables. PRISTINE. Ridiculously rare for being in the US. Kandie-raver or pink or banana yellow themed box art. Each box weighed like 30 pounds.

I thought of how I would be able to purchase one or more of these, but decided to just remember the place and pick them up later. Save the embarrassment. They never found any shoes at this area, the closest thing was some crappy shoe-shaped knick-nacks or whatever older ladies put on all of the surfaces of their house. As we were leaving, they complained about "the old days".

Shoes. They were going to buy me shoes.

Please.

And I have to be candid about two of my "strange" hobbies.

[whicker]

Well, look-y what we have here:

cgi.ebay.com/WEDDING-PEACH-14-LD-COMPLETE-2-BOX-ANIME-JAPAN-LD-/350066379516

[ZaCloud]

Hehe, neat um "dream" there

Anywaaaay, I'm linking to a specific log in my livejournal for a dream I had last night. (DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU'RE FAR ENOUGH INTO "FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST: BROTHERHOOD" TO KNOW WHO WRATH IS!!!)

zacloud.livejournal.com/50319.html

(And just a bit ago, I scribbled this pic! Once again, spoiler unless you know who Wrath is)

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