I had a Dream last night. I do not remember much, What I do remember is a UPS truck. But the thing is I have been waiting for a UPS truck to drop off my 360.
I had a dream that i had a special edition Zune 30 "Blood Brothers" Version lol. I thought about selling it but didnt. Weird.
damn... you should've sold it to me:p
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Shirou: 'People die when they are killed'... Archer: "Yes, the seats are limited. There are always fewer seats called 'happiness' than there are people to fill them."
"But it's all a fake. Such hypocrisy cannot save anything."
this is a momentuous occasion in dream history. zB people have finally figured in my dreams.
okay, so there was me, nintenchic, locke, bolt, charge, ryufen, zombii matt, and freemind2pointo. we were all in japan and we were standing in the huge times square type thingy. we were in a huddle, and locke was giving us directions on who to pass the ramen to. bolt was arguing that locke was all wrong, and charge was lying in the middle of the circle, laughing his head off. literally. the head separated from the body and ran around in circles till nin kicked it in the air and caught it.
then we reattached the head caught a cab and ended up on a bullet train with manga characters all around us. ahh heaven. i got to try out loads of japanese dishes. then we got interrupted by charge's head running off again, and we caught it and went back to the hotel, and suddenly ended up on a beach. then we went into the water, and turned into mermaids and merguys and then i woke up.
nin had a black bob-cut and red eyes and a button nose. locke looked like his own avatar. bolt was brown hair, gray eyes, and thick build, like he was gonna tackle someone. charge was lanky, tall, brown hair brown eyes and grinning mouth with fangs. ryufen looked like his avatar as well. zombii matt was medium height, thin build, blonde, and for some unfatomable reason had on wayfarers. freemind had brown hair fancy anime style and brown eyes.
there. phew.
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Shirou: 'People die when they are killed'... Archer: "Yes, the seats are limited. There are always fewer seats called 'happiness' than there are people to fill them."
"But it's all a fake. Such hypocrisy cannot save anything."
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this is a momentuous occasion in dream history. zB people have finally figured in my dreams.
okay, so there was me, nintenchic, locke, bolt, charge, ryufen, zombii matt, and freemind2pointo. we were all in japan and we were standing in the huge times square type thingy. we were in a huddle, and locke was giving us directions on who to pass the ramen to. bolt was arguing that locke was all wrong, and charge was lying in the middle of the circle, laughing his head off. literally. the head separated from the body and ran around in circles till nin kicked it in the air and caught it.
then we reattached the head caught a cab and ended up on a bullet train with manga characters all around us. ahh heaven. i got to try out loads of japanese dishes. then we got interrupted by charge's head running off again, and we caught it and went back to the hotel, and suddenly ended up on a beach. then we went into the water, and turned into mermaids and merguys and then i woke up.
nin had a black bob-cut and red eyes and a button nose. locke looked like his own avatar. bolt was brown hair, gray eyes, and thick build, like he was gonna tackle someone. charge was lanky, tall, brown hair brown eyes and grinning mouth with fangs. ryufen looked like his avatar as well. zombii matt was medium height, thin build, blonde, and for some unfatomable reason had on wayfarers. freemind had brown hair fancy anime style and brown eyes.
there. phew.
Epic absolutely Epic. Of course I was the main character in this =] Haha why does my head fly off?? Any you mustve seen my pic of me in the "Post a pic of yourself" to get what i look like to be exact.. without the fangs. Awesome dream i want it now!!
i ahve seen no one's pics except if they have used it as their avatars. i got lucky. i just imagined that is what a charge would look like. and maybe if you think of my dream really hard before going to sleep, you just might have the sequel to my dream. no comment on you being the main character;D
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Shirou: 'People die when they are killed'... Archer: "Yes, the seats are limited. There are always fewer seats called 'happiness' than there are people to fill them."
"But it's all a fake. Such hypocrisy cannot save anything."
that was mean... sorry, can't accomodate the whole zB in one go... maybe next time. and as for name changing look at lacrosse_man16. btw who were u before, Clippit?
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Shirou: 'People die when they are killed'... Archer: "Yes, the seats are limited. There are always fewer seats called 'happiness' than there are people to fill them."
"But it's all a fake. Such hypocrisy cannot save anything."
great, had another dream.
i was a wolf, and i was running up a mountain. there was a stream flowing beside me, and i could hear my panting and the trickle of the stream like twin currents. suddenly, i was running beside the wolf, and was looking on it from way high. then i realized i was a horse. i felt a searing pain in my flank, like a thousand gadflies had bit me in one spot at the same time. there was a voice all over, in my head, reverberating through the air around me going "choose. you MUST choose now. choose DAMMIT!" and then i was flying, floating, and i was so peaceful, like i was in a zen spot. and then a silhouette appeared and took me by the hand, and it had great big wings, and we were float-flying through the garden. then it gave me something sweet do drink, and it was so delicious, like honey and dewdrops, and then... and then... i woke up. sigh.
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Shirou: 'People die when they are killed'... Archer: "Yes, the seats are limited. There are always fewer seats called 'happiness' than there are people to fill them."
"But it's all a fake. Such hypocrisy cannot save anything."
umm... for the first one, i was reading manga, and for thesecond i was reading a series called Darren Shan Cirque Du Freak. i guess they both figured in my dreams... dunno, they're my dreams. and i did NOT wake up with a barbie in my hand, okay. i am mortally teriffied of barbie's (and clowns). i would not be seen alive with one.
get a load of this... i'm falling, and it's endless, and i know that i'm falling to my death, but i'm so calm. then an outstretched arm appears, and grabs me, and i'm hanging by that one hand. then my hand starts to slip, and i'm holding on by one finger, and now i'm scared. i'm screaming bloody murder,and now i'm in front of a mirror,and i've got a mouth full of blood and fangs. then i look down to my stomach,and there's this gaping hole,and you can see the universe through it, the way they show it on those national geographic documentaries, and suddenly a clown face appeared, and i woke up screaming. thank god no one got up:phew:
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Shirou: 'People die when they are killed'... Archer: "Yes, the seats are limited. There are always fewer seats called 'happiness' than there are people to fill them."
"But it's all a fake. Such hypocrisy cannot save anything."
I could have sworn I posted this one here before, but I guess not. I had an old friend bring this one up again for me when we were on the topic of psychology class so well here it is.
*It all started at my old house as I stepped onto the back porch , the one I used to live in with my parents, and my little brothers and sisters.*
It was a cold night, colder than most for the the time of year. The soft glow of the moonlight, illuminated all of the childrens toys in the yard. I couldn't help but smile, thinking about their smiling faces every time they rode around on those tricycles or played in the sand. Calling me over to push them on the swings, but then there was a noise. Not a big noise just the noise of something rustling in the cypress trees that lined the yard. I thought it was just the cat, so I looked up to the moon to get my last look before I went inside to go to bed. It was then that I heard the noise again, but this time it was different it was followed by soft whispers almost like a sigh that changed pitch every few seconds. Then again I heard it by another tree. Then it stopped. Everything stopped the wind, the trees swaying, the sounds of the earth, everything. Then standing in the middle of my yard was a man. Dressed in all white, almost like a monks clothing, but tighter and slightly distressed. There he stood with his hood on looking towards the ground as the shadows cast over his face. He ran towards me and extended his arm as if he charged towards me and had his arm extended as if he was going to hit me but I countered his move and threw him aside. This angered him angered him very much so. On his run back his disappeared into dust, and would then reappear all around me, until I saw his shadow, it was right behind me. His hand was raised as if he was going to stab me empty handed. I turned around to at least attempt to stop his forceful blow, but I was overridden with fear. I saw this mans face, or lack of face. He had no mouth, no nose no eyes, nor ears his face was a complete smooth canvas of flesh. I got up and began to run, running as fast as I could to the gate in which surrounded my yard. I opened the gate as fast as possible, and then the man spoke freezing me in mid motion. Everything went silent, except for him. He just laughed as everything that I knew, the ones that I loved all vanished beyond that gate, and everything went black.
An unbearable heat had been cast over my body. The wind was howling, and the little granules of sand were beating over my skin like little needles. I tried to pick myself up, noticing the gate from my house, just the gate. Looked as if it had aged hundreds of years and would soon become part of the blowing sand. I started walking I don't know where I just picked a direction, and stuck to it. Everything looked the same, just dune after dune. The winds and the heat had never let up, further taking my eternal suffering. About a hundred yards away I noticed a cliff, and ran towards it. Hoping I could just jump into the ocean below, and end this. I was about to take my leap, when I heard the man behind me, he just let out his little whispers again. I froze for a second and enjoyed the cool mist of the ocean water crashing upon the rocks below before I turned around. Raised up to my mid eye level was the barrel of his gun pointed directly at me. I immediately said "Into the water below my body may fall, but its the human hands that will kill us all.". It was there that it should have ended, when the gun let off its piercing scream. However it was only my body that fell into the water, my soul was left in this heated wasteland. When I opened my eyes he was gone, but what I saw was more frightening than him. I was one among millions of the other wandering souls in the damned dessert.... (I would love to continue but im getting tired lol, so to end it I will summarize it. The man comes back somehow revives me back into my body, in which is in the water so I drown and washes on the beach where once again he saves me and says "My brother, will you now change your ways, and become the one who I have intended you to be. Leaving your old life behind and starting the new in which I am about to tell you. Come brother walk with me." the end.)
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09:22 PM <Gow> Oh I got it... Drunk Sexy in Vader mask.
"I am who I am today because I remember who I was yesterday, and who I want to be tomorrow."
- Me
dreams are fun. I'm still sad when I got woken up during this really kickass dream and I still can't remember anything about it except that it was a ****ing awesome dream.
I'm with you on that one. I've had a few freakin' awesome dreams myself.
Dreams are a way that you get to experience what you really want when it's not happening. This is not the typical dream, though. Most of the time it's just your brain being a brain. Occasionally, a dream could be a message from God, but that's rare. (I've only had one that could be considered a message from god, and it involved a black sedan and a sonic boom.)
If anyone wants me to post some of my dreams, just say so. I have a few interesting ones, and even one involving the Zune!
On a side note, dreams are often repeated, but it's rare that someone would remember two of the same dream.
i got to try out loads of japanese dishes. then we got interrupted by charge's head running off again, and we caught it and went back to the hotel, and suddenly ended up on a beach. then we went into the water, and turned into mermaids and merguys and then i woke up.
