I was in my town looking for a sofa to take back home with me, i wondeered if i could fly off with one but thought that it would probbaly hurt when i landed. |
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Alot of strange dream last night. |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
I was in my town looking for a sofa to take back home with me, i wondeered if i could fly off with one but thought that it would probbaly hurt when i landed. |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
I was in a dream version of the top floor of my grandmothers house where an intense gunfight was taking place. |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
Lots of dreams thanks to Ginko but i can only really remember the most recent one. |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
Ginkgo strikes again |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
First dream i was fully lucid in a plane with Sos and WestB, the door was open and me and sos were fully lucid trying to get WestB to jump, but he didnt believe it was all just a dream, we ended up just booting him out and jumping not long after, as the clouds rushed past and we plummeted through the sky i shouted to Sosa to aim for the small dots in the sea, which soon became tropical islands. |
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Last edited by Gez; 05-20-2009 at 11:57 PM.
Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
Ginkgo is awesome. |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
The first part of this dream took part in the grimy dark multi layered car park that is a reaccuring dreamscape for me. |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
The first dream was something about a crazy, short fat disfigured girl going around the street trying to kill people then running away, i was telling my parents that something had to be done and she had to be killed. |
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Last edited by Gez; 06-09-2009 at 11:45 PM.
Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
in this dream KBond was organising a camping trip, we were all about to get in the car when he said that there was one space left and that we shouldnt waste it, he suggested Ben who used to live nextdoor to me. |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
I was outside my nans house on the hill playing some form of hide and seek with "mhealth" and i had a device which turned me invisible, allowing me to escape. |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
The dream started out pretty mundane, i was in the dream version of my attic which has 2 stories completely made from old looking wood, the lighting is pretty dark, not quiet reaching the dark corners completely packed with clutter such as boxes trunks and all sorts of things. |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
In the first part of my dream i was one side of a river which ran through an old victorian looking town at night, i was fighting off alot of strong looking zombies who i threw into the river one by one, after they were all dead i jumped into a bathtube/boat combination and set down the river which quickly turned into a massive water slide, i cant remember much of the journey but eventually i ended up in a train station and met up with my freind "robDrac" |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
The first part i remember revolved around a secret drain of some kind, me and some other kids would go to a park where the drain would be, lift a matress that concealed the drain itself and then lift a grate that led down to a small room full of pipes, one of the walls had a secret lever that led to some secret corridor, i cant remember what was on the other side. also in the small room was a second ladder that led out to a little bunker that looked out over the park. |
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Last edited by Gez; 10-04-2009 at 02:41 PM.
Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
The first half of this dream was reaaaally hazy, all i can remember is being on the sandy path, on some kind of journey to find a group of very wise people, i think i eventually found them and acheived some sort of knowlegde or something. |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
Lots and lots of vivid dreams last night, unfortunately i kept waking up inbetween them so i can only remember the latest one, it was all set in a shopping centre, first i was in some kind of shop that sold blobs of edible playdough, and that doubled up as a games arcade (arcades, dreamsign) i got in some sort of trouble when some of the playdough got really sticky in my mouth and was hard to get out. |
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Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity.
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