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I am so sick of having really weird dreams and I mean really weird dreams. night before last Richey and I was in a department store arguing about which aftershave smelt the nicest (they all were in the shape of a male torso, just different colous) when a shop assistant came by. We thought we were going to get told off because of our we were not buying anything, just smelling stuff. But instead she came to tell us that the cafe had stopped selling peas on toast for the day.
And last night a poltergeist was throwing ornaments down the stairs at my head.
Every night I have a really odd dream.................
i had one on thursday about being in a house full of new dogs.
got home one monday to find my brother-in-law had given us his dog.
oddass.
it does seem to be barmy-dream season - all me mates are having 'em :S
I know I do dream but I tend not to remember them the following morning. Then days days later I start to get sporadic flash-backs and the line between reality and fantasy starts to blur.
Did I really do that or was it a dream ..?
Loki was never worshiped as the other Gods,
Which is quite understandable.
Sexygothâ„¢ wrote:I am so sick of having really weird dreams and I mean really weird dreams. night before last Richey and I was in a department store arguing about which aftershave smelt the nicest (they all were in the shape of a male torso, just different colous) when a shop assistant came by. We thought we were going to get told off because of our we were not buying anything, just smelling stuff. But instead she came to tell us that the cafe had stopped selling peas on toast for the day.
WTF????????/
Yes, but what about these dreams
Paddy
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Sexygothâ„¢ wrote:I am so sick of having really weird dreams and I mean really weird dreams. night before last Richey and I was in a department store arguing about which aftershave smelt the nicest (they all were in the shape of a male torso, just different colous) when a shop assistant came by. We thought we were going to get told off because of our we were not buying anything, just smelling stuff. But instead she came to tell us that the cafe had stopped selling peas on toast for the day.
WTF????????/
Yes, but what about these dreams
So THAT'S where I know you from.................You're that shop assistant
SG don't worry about the dreams as much...worry more about the fact that like JB i also don't remember my dreams but eventually they come back like Deja-Vu and thats what freaks me out...if you're ever sniffing fragrances in the smelly part of of the department store with RJ...be afraid...be very afraid!
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
I had a dream that one of my most annoying patients at work had been be-headed! I came out of the lane from my Mum's house and this woman's head was lying dismembered on the pavement. I then went round my friends flat and her headless body was in her wheelchair (she doesn't have a wheelchair in real life) on their balcony. I just started shouting at them about it and they didn't even know it was there.
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
JB wrote:I know I do dream but I tend not to remember them the following morning. Then days days later I start to get sporadic flash-backs and the line between reality and fantasy starts to blur.
Did I really do that or was it a dream ..?
I recognize the feeling , Sometimes it even feels like a "Deja-vu"
strange things happen with your eyes open... a minute ago my screens got merged, and in the middle of my inbox was this little box with 'SexyGoth' in it.... heavens
I won't go into mine, they're never to do with sex, but they disturb even me
the older I get, that line between dream reality and real life gets thinner
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
Iv recently had dreams of committing murder most fowl and then living a life of torment in case the corpse is found.. AND I have dreams of finding abandoned babys in my garden.. (I need a holiday I think)
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
I remember a dream I had when I was 8. There's a park at the end of the road and pink semolina was oozing through the gates. School dinners - oooooooo.
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I get the semi-remembered dreams turning into deja-vu thing too. But I've been getting it since as long as I can remember, so it's nothing to do with getting old. Getting odd, maybe.
The fundamental cause of the trouble is that in the modern world the stupid are cocksure while the intelligent are full of doubt.
—Bertrand Russell