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Post by brainsqugee on Dec 30, 2005 23:52:31 GMT -8
Your right. Hope is something that makes you happy. even if it is fake, you can still have a small dose of happiness before it shatters. Perhaps a lie will make you feel better, until you learn that all the hope that you "believed" was there, turns out to be false. Hope is designed for you to have a sense of purpose, a goal if you will. You have something you have to work for. But what if you can't achieve the goal? What if your small insecure mortal brain cannot comprehend the knowledge that is required to achieve it? Do you just give up?
Geez, only slightly insecure.
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Post by brainsqugee on Jan 5, 2006 19:09:50 GMT -8
Here's a strange and completly random dream that occured last night...
I was wandering in the slums. Nasty place, and I came upon a large building, must've been at least five stories tall. I walked in and found several old ladies knitting in rocking chairs. Well the room was about 4 stories tall, just a really big space. Anyway, in front of me there was a vault. I walked up and it exploded (Kris...teehee). And inside was a hallway lined with pictures of one of the old ladies. I continued into the hallway and up a flight of stairs. Once in the attic I looked out the window. When Batman flew in! I said, "Hey Batman! ...You can fly?" Without repliing Batman fell onto the grounf and started to sleep. I did the same. Then a strange green creature appeared from the floor, claiming its name was Gimblefire. I walked away, and it pocked Batman, who immedietly had a seizure. I then threw Gimble out the window. Then Batman tried to kill me. As I ran through the hallway I looked at a picture. It was the picture we took while we were caroling at Darks house. Then I woke up.
For some reason, however stupid the dream was, it felt like a nightmare to me. Hmmm, how strange. I have the wierdest dreams. Some have incredibly accurate meaning, others have Batman...
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jan 6, 2006 10:43:19 GMT -8
...Gimble's not green... AND WHY IS MY HOUSE IN EVERYONE'S DREAMS?!?!
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Post by Sorrows on Jan 6, 2006 10:46:13 GMT -8
It is obviously the source of all subconscious hallucinations. *Nods*
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Post by brainsqugee on Jan 6, 2006 15:27:55 GMT -8
...no it was only the picture. I think I was thinking about our little caroling adventure before I went to bed....And yes I now Gimble isn't green. But, thats what the thingy's name was....
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Post by Sorrows on Jan 6, 2006 15:46:25 GMT -8
I guess that's why he said it 'Claimed it was Gimblefire'.
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Post by Thistle on Jan 6, 2006 16:31:53 GMT -8
Well if it makes you feel any better Dark.....I almost never dream about you or your house. Rarely about anyone I personally know actually. Mostly I get glimpses of all my characters and thier home life. Or my 'true' Melody, who had red hair, going through random scenarios of being in LOTR, HP, or whatever I happened to be watching right before I went to bed.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jan 7, 2006 16:46:01 GMT -8
I'm glad... my best friend never dreams about my house.
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Post by Zeffa! on Jan 10, 2006 8:54:24 GMT -8
Okay, so the entire drama crew is here for a cast party at Oddball "The Beast's" house. But since I've never been to his house before, in my dream it's this gigantic manor! I mean it's friggin huge, and we all tell him that. Suddenly there's this hurricane warning and we're all moved into his giganto bomb shelter basement. After the storm dies down, he's still got power because he runs on a generator, and he's sitting there in the beast's blue and gold doublet, drinking red wine from a glass goblet.
Since the storm has taken all our cars and everything away, we all have to stay the night at his manor. Everyone gets their own rooms unless they bunk with someone else (such as Thistle and Dark). Well when i get up i dress in some Jeans and my white t shirt with a nintendo controller that says "know your roots" beneath it. I leave my room, and cassie is wearing the exact same clothing. We both laugh and go into the foyer anyway. Everyone else was already up and awake, so now we're all just talking. Cody gets all annoyed because no one's listening to him.. of course he's on a balcony a story above evryone else while we're on theground floor, so no one can hear him. I start picking on him about how big his house is.
Suddenly Thistle turns into Naome and Tion and they want to bake a cake. They argue about who can make the better cake, and decide to have a contest. Well, Naome made the better looking cake, complete with frosting, decorative icing, cursive writing and candles and green m&ms. Tion made the bigger cake, but it was shaped like someone had taken 3/4 of the round cake and left him with the quarter slice that was taller than him. When Naome said she won, they argued, Tion saying "bigger is better" and insulting her "sissy" cake. She sticks her tongue out, then i wake up.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jan 12, 2006 7:14:43 GMT -8
I love how you switch between real names and screen names.
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Post by Zeffa! on Jan 12, 2006 7:18:58 GMT -8
Only cody's, and he's not even ont he site anymore so what does it matter..
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Post by Thistle on Jan 12, 2006 16:29:49 GMT -8
Ah we all know eachother and no you used my name but meh.
OK so this dream kinda freaked me out.
All the sudden I'm in my grandma's house and all of us are talking(us as in my family). Then we get this note from Capricorn (bad buy from the book Inkheart) saying that the power is going to be turned off at 5:00. Somehow we knew that if we were in the house at 5:00 we would be dead.
All the sudden I'm in my house and there is Ron Weasley with this huge palm pilot that was like as big as a computer keyboard. So we push the slection that said muggle on it and for some odd reason ordered a double decker limo to pick us up at 4:30. Well I get nervous thinking that it will be to close a call and make Ron order another D.D. Limo to pick us up at 3:30. Well the time comes and we all, minus Ron who dissapeared, got into my dad's van. Where the 2 limos went I dont have a clue.
I tell my dad to wait and run upstairs to my room to grab my cell phone and my MP3 player. When I get to the car we set off and we get to the end of the street and the lights go out, everywhere. My stupid mom tells my dad to turn around and go back to the house. In start screaming at her and flipping out and she simply replies: "We are going to be gone for awhile we need to pack some clothes."
So we drive back home and our lights are on. No other lights are on but our house's lights are. So we go inside and BAM! There is my grandma and grandpa from my dad's side sitting on the couch. I breifly wonder how they got here from Kansas so quickly before I run upstairs and grab some clothes. When I come back down my mom is saying to my grandparents: "We are having some visitors over so you might want to leave."
Then the lights go out in our house and I have this feeling of fear and dread before my eyes pop open.
It really scared me because I woke up to a dark room. I looked around really carefully to make sure no mafia guys were going to kill me.
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Post by Raiku on Jan 14, 2006 16:14:18 GMT -8
I have always had a fear of the dark...I often find myself being dragged into the darkness in my dreams. Fortunatly, I have taught myself how to wake from these nightmares. Quite the handy tool.
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Post by Zeffa! on Jan 15, 2006 15:13:36 GMT -8
Okay i thought these two were kinda cool. i think they mght even be classified as nightmares. Here they are!
So me and some random people are sitting in building watching a TV which says that some powerful country has declared war on America. We watch wide-eyed as we see the emergency broadcasting system warn everyone to get to bomb shelters. Of course it was far too late for that, as we could hear the enemy jets dropping bombs. The ground shook, and we knew that we'd be hit next. People cried, prayed, or kept their eyes glued to the TV to see the carnage. I told everyone " This is it everybody..." Some woman behind me said "You mean...?" I nodded, and then the bomb hit us. I watched as instantly everything became bright and then dark, my skin itched for the first second, burned for the 2nd Second, and then i felt nothing as light faded. As I fell, everything seemed to move a million miles a minute, but my memory seemed to move slowly. I thought to myself "So this is what it's like to die.. this isn't that bad..." though i seemed in a daze. Then as i hit the floor dead, I awoke.
Ten seconds later i turned over, ignoring the alarm clock and fell back to sleep.
This time I was sitting at home when suddenly ACDC arrived at my door, complaning that their bus had broken down and asked if i could give them a ride to their concert. I said sure and they wondered if i had ever had any experience driving bands around. I said sure, because in the dream i had done it once before for smash mouth. So i drive them to their concert and i meet this girl who wanted to sell me this orange ACDC hat for five dollars. Suddenly an alien spaceship descends, hovering over the stadium where over 10,000 people are gathered. Screams are heard as everyone suddenly rises up in a tractor beam. I tell the girl I'll buy it for four dollars, and she says "maybe I'll just give it to you in heaven." She seemed worried that we were all going to die. "Don't worry, We aren't going to die." i tell her, and then tell her that i knew i was going to die from a hydrogen bomb (the one from my last dream). As we arrive on the alien spacecraft, four tentacles grab me, one at each wrist and one at each ankle. A man who is already bound up tells me not to try and fight them, so i follow his instructions. I"m slammed against a wall and stuck there. Then the wall begins moving backwards, away fromt he room I was in, and slides left into a separate room where i see other people being "tested" (In a similar way the Nazis tested human beings). Horrifying things..
Then I awoke again (around 12:00pm) and had a candy cane for breakfast.
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Post by Raiku on Jan 15, 2006 15:23:34 GMT -8
Breakfast of champions eh?
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