Thread: The Mind Of Cold Blooded

One long, interesting dream last night, that ended off with something hilarious. Pretty cool.

Dream #82 - The Asian Bitch and the Gunfight
Thursday, March 29th, 2007

The most I can remember out of last night's dreams started off with me on the side of this street that looked similar to my old, old complex, from when I was eight or nine. I was on my knees, cleaning my face from some water that trickled down in the grooves where the gutters normally are (except the curbs are rounded so they're not real gutters). Suddenly, this car pulls up in front of me, and I back away, thinking the little asian kid inside is going to open the passenger door and hit me in the head.

Politely, I back up, but when the kid doesn't open the door I go back and start washing my hands in the water. The kid then decides to open the door and smack me in the head - I recoil in pain and look at him in frustration, then I look and splash water on him. He doesn't really do anything, just looks back at his mom. His mom, who looks like a sweet old Asian woman, looks past him at me. She says, in a very sincere voice, "Oh, no... did he hit you in the head?"

I nod and say, "Yes."

Then she looks back, and smiles like an asshole, "Good." She then steps on the gas and drives down the street. I'm pissed off, and look at the license plate - it said exactly 3H5 3133132 (yes, the plate was a little long). In the dream I went and wrote it down, very pleased that I got it before she got away.

Now, I'm not sure if this is another dream, but I ended up on a street corner in downtown Vancouver. It was daytime, and I was with the Hardcores of my old neighbourhood. My friend Rob was there, and suddenly one of the brown guys (Roy) pulls a large silver gun on him. Everyone starts freaking out, and Rob starts backpedaling. I'm freaking out, too, and trying to avoid the aim of the gun. Suddenly, Rob lunges out at Roy and grabs the gun away from him, then shoots him in the leg. Roy falls back and my attention is diverted.

The fight continues into a nearby corner store, and for some reason I have the same gun in my hand, and I go to an Asian girl behind the cash register and say, "Hide this under the shelf, and don't touch it!" She nods and I turn back to the fight, which is now in the corner by a cupboard. There's an entire huddle of people fighting now. I'm unsure of what to do, and right before I jump into the crowd, an extremely tall, lanky hobo walks up to me and says, extremely calm, "Do any of you have a sofa to spare?"

Then I woke up!

it said exactly 3H5 3133132[/b]

Wow...that's good dream memory!

an extremely tall, lanky hobo walks up to me and says, extremely calm, "Do any of you have a sofa to spare?"[/b]

Sofa....?

Originally Posted by Twoshadows

Wow...that's good dream memory!
Sofa....? [/b]

I was so surprised I remembered that number. And yeah, that last little bit made me wake up and laugh.

I only remember fragments from the last two days, so I might as well post them.

Dream #83 - Don't Tease, Please
Saturday, March 31st, 2007

I was in this massive mansion-like building with a large group of people. It was a party of some sort, a gathering. Brittany was there with me, and we were flirting like crazy. Suddenly she leads me up this big flight of stairs into this room with big, bedsized couches (height-wise) and comfortable, purple pillows. We sit on them and start kissing. It's very soft, romantic kissing, not the crazy makeout stuff either. It's very nice.

Minutes later, she stops and looks at me with bored eyes, she says, "I don't feel good." and just lays down on the couch. Hurt, and feeling teased, I back up and leave the room. The rest of the dream is faded.

Dream #84 - The Assasination and Parking Lot Antics
Saturday, March 31st, 2007

This is a combination of a couple dreams, which are so blurred that I can no longer distinguish them.

It begins with me running in this old house; I'm either trying to find someone or run away. There's something about sneaking in and out of a door. I think there's a dog in the picture, too. I remember seeing a big green lawn.

The most vivid part of this dream is when I'm walking up this huge square stairwell, I'm still trying to find someone. About thirty floors up, someone I apparently know comes ripping out of a door, only to be grabbed from behind by K. Ness. He puts her in a headlock, a normal 'Human Shield' maneuver. The scene jumps to me looking out a balcony with a sniper rifle, trying to get a peg on him thirty floors below in a parking lot. He's surrounded by body guards and innocent people, and I just start shooting. The bodyguards and innocents are dropping like flies, and I search the bodies with my scope to see if I got K. Ness.

The next little bit gets very confusing, because I have morphed into the game 'Splinter Cell', where I'm a topsecret spy. I haven't found my enemy's body. Suddenly there's some commotion behind me in this computer room, and I retreat my position to see what happened. There's three bodies on the floor, including Ness's - people on my 'side' are standing by them with smoking guns. It was a trap, K. Ness was hiding in the air ducts.

Next thing I know I'm out in the very same parking lot, riding a motorcycle and doing jumps off random kickers. It's nighttime and the (huge) parking lot is bathed in a soothing orange glow.
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There's also a little snippet I remember where I went on MSN to find Brent getting mad at me for missing band practice. That's all!

We sit on them and start kissing. It's very soft, romantic kissing, not the crazy makeout stuff either. It's very nice.

Minutes later, she stops and looks at me with bored eyes, she says, "I don't feel good." and just lays down on the couch. Hurt, and feeling teased, I back up and leave the room. The rest of the dream is faded.[/b]

Darn, isn't that just so disappointing... Still, kissing dreams are kind of nice.

This girl must be on your mind. You've dreamed about her in the past.

Originally posted by TS+--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(TS)</div>

Darn, isn&#39;t that just so disappointing... Still, kissing dreams are kind of nice.[/b]

Yeah, it was nice while it lasted.

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This girl must be on your mind. You&#39;ve dreamed about her in the past

Yeah, I used to like her a lot, even managed to kiss her on my birthday (which was fantastic, by the way). I saw her over spring break, it was nice. I think my biggest regret is me having to move away and that&#39;s why I always dream about her.

Not enough time to post right now, had one distinctive dream last night, here&#39;s notes.

In a group of hitmen, collecting &#39;bones&#39;, exchanging cash, I don&#39;t exchange cash and try to give mob leader bones
Go out for another hit, but mob wants to take care of me, "Feels like when you crush and M&M between your fingers."

Some weird, nearly inexplainable dreams over the last two days, but I&#39;ll do my best.

Dream #85 - Huh?
April 3rd, 2007

I remember certain snippets from this dream, one being a group of people I know swimming in shallow waters, right beside a steep bank. We&#39;re all in single file, and I&#39;m second from the front. Right as we&#39;re about to pass under this bridge, a giant pirannha emerges from the water (think Jaws) and bites down on my &#39;friend&#39; and drags him under the water. We all freak out and climb out onto the bank. I remember thinking, &#39;what if there was no one with a last name starting with A&#39; (our single file line was ordered alphabetically by last names).

Next bit I remember is a room where toilets line the walls. It&#39;s a rectangular room, and each toilet is occupied. They&#39;re not just being sat on, either... and it&#39;s hilarious now that I look back at it, because I talked to a girl on my left awhile we were both number 2ing. I don&#39;t remember what the conversation was about, but I recall talking, and then looking down and thinking, &#39;What the hell?&#33; This is awkward&#33;&#39;

The last segment I remember is being on the field of my elementary school at night time, and there&#39;s a massive group there partying. Lots of people I recognize - there&#39;s even a moment where I look at a fictional baseball dugout and see A. Rykers with no shirt on, along with a couple of friends, smoking weed. Another moment I&#39;m crowdsurfing over a rectangular group of about one hundred people, who are all just stuck together.

Dream #86 - Another School Party and the Sick Twisted Mind of CB
April 4th, 2007

There&#39;s a lot in the beginning and the end that I don&#39;t remember, but the most vivid part of the dream was the most interesting either way, just because it was so sadistic.

Anyways, the dream starts off at a fictional school with several of my friends, and we&#39;re just hanging out at night - obviously up to no good. We must have gotten rowdy because pretty soon a couple squad cars pull up on the side of the road. I&#39;m approached by two cops, and we start talking. I say something witty (or arrogant) and next thing I know I&#39;m being tazered by one of the cops, who&#39;s looking at me with sly eyes. I feel the pain at first, and then I start fighting it until it becomes a dull tingling, and then I strike. For some unexplainable reason, I lunge out with a knife (or something else really sharp) and slit the cops throat. I&#39;m fuming at this point, and even as the cop falls I slice him a few more times across the face. The other cop runs away (or is interrogating my friends and doesn&#39;t notice) and I continue to chop away at the victims face. The next snippet I remember is me staring at the dead body of the cop, with his jaw seperated from his face, his muscle clearly exposed without any trace of blood. There&#39;s several cuts running the length of his face, but there is no blood whatsoever.

I start walking away from the scene of the crime, to the left there is a road. I begin walking up that road and first thing I notice is another cop car, with another copper in the driver seat. Play it cool, I thought, play it cool. The cop comes out, and says, "A bit of commotion over there, huh?" and I just smile and say, "Yeah, something must be going down."

He cocks and eyebrow and looks at me sternly, then says, "You didn&#39;t have anything to do with this?" and I reply, "No, sir, I was just walking home." then he returns my smile.

"Alright, well you have safe night," and waves as I start walking away; I reply with a, "You too, good talking to you." and walk off into the darkness.

&#39;what if there was no one with a last name starting with A&#39;[/b]

Well, I&#39;m glad your last name didn&#39;t start with A.

because I talked to a girl on my left awhile we were both number 2ing.[/b]

Gotta love those bathroom dreams. i had one recently. I didn&#39;t write it all up. Just wrote it in my notes saying "pit toilet". As you can imagine, it was a fun one.

and the Sick Twisted Mind of CB[/b]

I can tell this one will be intersting.

Gotta love those bathroom dreams. i had one recently. I didn&#39;t write it all up. Just wrote it in my notes saying "pit toilet". As you can imagine, it was a fun one[/b]

More like horrifying and embarrasing&#33; The worst part was, it felt so real. If you know what I mean.

I can tell this one will be intersting.[/b]

Well, it&#39;s up - don&#39;t think of me as pure evil, please.

Oooo....that is a little violent. Remind me not to be a cop in your neighborhood.

The next snippet I remember is me staring at the dead body of the cop, with his jaw seperated from his face, his muscle clearly exposed without any trace of blood.[/b]

That really reminds me of a dream that I recently had where the murdered guy&#39;s face fell apart at the jaw. And it wasn&#39;t bloody either. But it was disturbingly gross.

and I just smile and say, "Yeah, something must be going down."

He cocks and eyebrow and looks at me sternly, then says, "You didn&#39;t have anything to do with this?" and I reply, "No, sir, I was just walking home." then he returns my smile.

"Alright, well you have safe night," and waves as I start walking away; I reply with a, "You too, good talking to you." and walk off into the darkness.[/b]

And look at you. You&#39;re just a little too good at that.





By the way, I was able to do the Tasks last night. So you know what this means?

Your turn.

That really reminds me of a dream that I recently had where the murdered guy&#39;s face fell apart at the jaw. And it wasn&#39;t bloody either. But it was disturbingly gross.[/b]

Yeah, I had that sadistic vibe going in the dream - I really felt like a stone cold killer, it was weird. Especially with the way I avoided trouble with that cop I passed before walking away.

And look at you. You&#39;re just a little too good at that.[/b]

Too good at what?

By the way, I was able to do the Tasks last night. So you know what this means?

Your turn.[/b]

I&#39;m right behind you on that one.

I hope I&#39;m in this somewhere to. If i don&#39;t have a lucid soon I&#39;m going trigger happy

Too good at what?[/b]

Sill playing innocent, are we?

I&#39;m right behind you on that one.[/b]

You can totally do this one. It&#39;s very easy. Just remember when you hug the tree the "merging" may make you feel a little dizzy.

Also try what Moonbeam suggested and draw a tree before bed.

And if you wake up in the night, keep telling yourself "I will lucid dream" over and over as you fall back to sleep.

You can do this&#33;

No LD last night, but a very vivid and creepy dream about demonic possession. I&#39;ll try to write about it tonight.

I didn&#39;t get a chance to do the drawing, so I&#39;ll try it out tonight.

but a very vivid and creepy dream about demonic possession[/b]

Ooo, sounds creepy. Look forward to reading it.

No LD last night[/b]

It&#39;s okay, you are psyching your mind up for it. It&#39;ll happen soon. Just really think about it a lot right before bed if you can.

Gah, getting behind - there&#39;s a lot on my slate, especially from last night (probably 4 or 5 dreams).

Notes:

mom in britain, k. ness, &#39;any of you faggots&#39;

rope down into kitchen to kill dog

...and I seem to forget the rest... hopefully a walk will refresh my memory&#33;

I had lame recall too&#33; busy night&#33;

My recall shot way up last night, but I still have no time to write this stuff down&#33; Notes suffice for now.

- disturbing bit, my &#39;stories&#39; make mental handicapped rip each other to shreds

- in some sort of swamp where every plant is a little creature, everything is really green

- at some sort of rugby game on a big slope

- have sex with Brittany girl, trying to find room but everyone is doing it

Ha...bet you were just loving that last dream.


You must be busy, I still haven&#39;t gotten to read about the demonic possession dream from several nights ago.

Good luck with all you are busy with.

The sex dream was alright, it wasn&#39;t the same Brittany from the old neighbourhood though.

More notes...

- driving in chris&#39;s truck across bridge, park it when it starts to smoke
- find bryce in a van down some stairs parked in a gas station, offers peyote
- take peyote that looks like green peppers

I see....any girl named Brittany will do....

I hope you can find the time to get some of your favorite dreams written up.

Or I will have to wait for that Lucid--because I know you&#39;ll get that one written up.

That&#39;s tonight, right? Your lucid dream?

No LD, unfortunately. I&#39;ve been working on my recall instead, for if there&#39;s no recall there&#39;s no Lucid&#33;

Dream #87 - It&#39;s a Pizza Party&#33;
Thursday, April 19th, 2007

This dream starts off with me in the band room of my new school. There&#39;s a lot of people there, and everyones getting a lil&#39; crazy. Girls are taking off their tops, there&#39;s loud music and drinks are being passed around. There&#39;s one very vivid scene of this completely naked, and gorgeous, girl having sex with another man in a bed in a nonexistant room - it might even be me in third person. I remember seeing David Bowcott and asking him what&#39;s going on, but his reply is inaudible over the noise. I decide to go up the stairs where I find another fictional room with all my Port Moody friends - R. Larson is there with a bunch of girls and invites me to join in on the dancing. The last thing I remember is some girls breasts.

Damn I wish I could remember more of this dream.

Dream #88 - The Tour Bus of the Future (NAP DREAM)
Thursday, April 19th, 2007

Had this dream not too long ago. Started off with me being in a big bus of some sort with D. Akers and some other person, looks like my manager at Save On. We&#39;re all eating sandwhiches. Suddenly there&#39;s a knock at the door, and I turn to see my friend Kshell at the door, surrounded by paparazzi. Everyone&#39;s holding cameras at me and K. is holding a microphone. They all start taking pictures of me eating my tuna fish and I close the door on them. Me, Akers, and my manager share a laugh. Then I come up with this weird idea to screw with the paparazzi - they&#39;re asking muffled questions through the closed door.

One of them is, "What&#39;s your favourite movie?" I take a gigantic bite of my sandwhich and speak through a mouthful, "James Bond&#33;" (except far less clear ) We all share a laugh again and the next thing I know we drive off.

The bus stops again and I look down the steps where the door is, it opens and inside walks Tamara. She says, "So you&#39;re coming to the concert?" I say, "I guess so." and she comes and sits in one of the seats.

The scene skips and we&#39;re now out on the streets in this quiet little town. This was the most vivid part of the dream. We were sitting around a car (no longer a bus) eating quesadillas that dripped with cheese. I remember sitting down and looking up at the sky, which was a magnificient baby blue accompanied by a glowing sun. It was the perfect day. Then time seemed to speed up around me, and the baby blue sky darkened and morphed into a colorful sunset, with golden hues masking the clouds. I took it all in and was very contempt.

There&#39;s something I&#39;m forgetting but either way I woke up and was impressed that I got a dream out of a nap.

Girls are taking off their tops,[/b]

I&#39;m a little embarrassed to bring this up, but that&#39;s kind of a dream sync with me. I was having a little problem with my shirt in my dream night before last.

I woke up and was impressed that I got a dream out of a nap[/b]

That is really good for a nap dream.

It was brutal, I wake up at 6:35 this morning after a terrible nights sleep, without remembering any dreams. I had twenty minutes before I had to get up, and voila, a big vivid dream&#33;

Dream #89 - Damn you, Chuck E. Cheese&#33;
April 25th, 2007

I was in a grey truck with someone I didn&#39;t recognize. We were on the run, with me cautiously looking out for cops as we drove through the streets that represented Blueridge (with a twist). The driver suddenly realizes that we&#39;re speeding, and to deter the cops, he has to retrace his steps. He turns the truck around, drives back the way we came, then starts up again and continues. At the time I thought this made perfect sense...

Our destination is the mall, where I&#39;m supposed to find this video game store to buy a video game, and as to how this relates to being chased by the cops I&#39;m not sure. Anyways, we pass over the hills, and eventually get to this mall that I&#39;ve never seen before. It is huge.

I exit the vehicle and walk forward, and immediately see two cops in black uniform, one woman and a man. They&#39;re walking towards me, and I&#39;m panicking. Obviously I&#39;m overreacting to the situation as they walk by me without saying "Hello." They don&#39;t even give me eye contact. Relieved, I head into the mall.

This is the most vivid part of the dream, I remember walking through the empty lobby with tiled mosaic floors, benches, trees, fountains, and shops. There were three floors, but instead of getting caught up in the excitement I head left down a large section of the mall, in search of this game store. I pass this corner and directly ahead of me is a West49, and to the left of that is the exit/entrance to the mall. I walk towards the West49 and see three skater looking kids walk past me, two of them caucasion, one of them hispanic looking. They all have long black hair. They don&#39;t give me eye contact either.

I walk up to the entrance of the West49, but when I see a big group of Puns loitering just beside me I decide against it. I turn around and to my left (opposite of the exit/entrance), is an open section which looks like a Chuck E. Cheese. It&#39;s dark in there, with neon lights, arcade games, tables seated with kids and layered with pizza. There&#39;s stairs in the section and I follow them with my eyes and look up to the second floor, still searching for the video game shop. It&#39;s not there.

I turn back and start walking the way I came, when all these little Asian boys in white Tae Kwon Do uniforms (and orange belts ) run past me, obviously playing a game. There&#39;s tons of them now, running, screaming, playing. I continue walking and see a more twisted part of the game, kids in only black T-shirts that hang down over their waists, but other than that they&#39;re naked. They&#39;re all laughing and looking at me with strange looks as I walk past them.

Then the alarm goes up and I woke up&#33;