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    About zombiesarebad
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    i have always thought that dreams were really interesting. I love a good nightmare... for the record though, i don't believe in angels, demons, ghosts, astral projection, or any of that weirdness.
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    writing, playing, recording music. Old cars, guns, food, collecting records... all kinds of stuff
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    looking for a new dream website after nightmareproject.com got shut down.


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    Sad dream

    by zombiesarebad on 10-21-2012 at 10:55 PM
    i dreamt that i had woken up and was performing my usual morning routine of stopping at the gas station on the way to work for an energy drink. There was a tall and skinny- very pale- guy in the parking lot leaning against one of those ridiculous tricked four-banger economy cars. Sarcastically, i said "nice car." He thought i was being sincere, and thanked me. I turned to walk into the store, laughing at him to myself.

    next thing i remember, a woman came up to me in Rite-Aid and said she was the man's mother. Apparently this was some time later... she told me that her son had died of cancer and had no real friends. She said that he remembered what i said and had told her that he wanted me to have the car after he died.

    Beatles dream? Huh.

    by zombiesarebad on 10-03-2012 at 11:08 PM
    last night i had this dream that i was George Harrison of the Beatles, and i could fly. I was dressed in the blue jean suit that he's wearing on the cover of Abbey Road, and flying around above my parents' house. A Beatles tune was playing in the background... I think it was Glass Onion.

    I looked down and saw my parents' labrador looking up at me while running down the lawn and trying to take off. He did that a couple of times but could only fly a very short distance before falling back to the ground. In the dream i found this quite hilarious. I looked over and saw Paul McCartney, also flying, and he said "dogs just do that sometimes, man."

    Good and Evil Demon Dream

    by zombiesarebad on 08-19-2012 at 07:52 PM
    weird, weird, crazy dream last night.

    it was the end of the world, and this was signalled by a human woman giving birth to a baby gray alien. I walked into my living room and saw this woman sitting on my couch nursing the infant alien. It turned to look at me with its huge glassy-black eyes, which scared the bull-jeezus out of me.

    Next i was in the hospital where i work. Some sort of massacre was taking place and i was on the top floor trying to escape. As i ran down a hallway I saw a freakishly long arm reach out of one of the rooms and grab a patient, pulling them inside. There was another patient nearby in a wheelchair, and i saw that the nurse that was trying to wheel him out had been killed. I ran up and started to push the wheelchair toward the exit, when the patient turned around and grabbed my arm... his flesh was paper-white and his bottom jaw was ripped off. Somehow he could still speak, and he said "My skin's cold, isn't it?" When i opened the door to the exit, it made a loud "ding!" like a cash register.

    then i was in a park with my four year old daughter and wife. I was saying to my wife, "i wish i could meet the sonofabitch that killed all those people at work..." No sooner did the words leave my mouth than a huge red demon (!), horns, tail and everything, walked up and said "here i am." My daughter got scared and ran out into the street, but the demon grabbed her just as she was about to be hit by a car. He sat her down on a picnic table and asked me where my friend K___ lived. I told him there was no way i would tell him that, to which he replied "i can't save her if you don't." He saw that i didn't believe that was his intent, and he pointed to my right where a bullet was floating in midair. "That's where she'll die if you don't let me help."

    that's all i remember

    Updated 03-26-2014 at 01:31 AM by zombiesarebad

    nightmare , memorable

    Odd and Kinda Funny

    by zombiesarebad on 08-07-2012 at 12:52 AM
    i was dreaming about flying a fighter jet (my dream job that will never happen) in a dogfight. I don't know who the enemy was but i was bragging over the radio about how this model fighter i was flying had never been shot down. No sooner did the words leave my mouth than i felt a missile hit.

    I heard people laughing at me over the radio, and suddenly i realized i was not in a jet but actually in my living room playing a game about flying jets. The people laughing were other players on the Xbox Live.

    one of them told me i had to eject. "How?" i asked. "Call the hotline... they know," was the answer. Suddenly i was on my cell talking to some smartass woman. "...and how did this happen?" she asked in a mocking tone. "I suck at this game, i lost, that's how!" a yelled. "Just chill out and push the triangle button," said she.

    i noticed there was a triangle button on the controller that i had never noticed before. I pushed it and suddenly i flew out of my chair, down the hallway, and into the bathroom shower.

    what the hell?

    Updated 08-07-2012 at 12:59 AM by zombiesarebad


    My First Lucid

    by zombiesarebad on 07-31-2012 at 12:16 AM
    this was years ago; i think 2005-ish. I was in my early twenties. I had a string of lucid dreams that were not induced... they just sort of happened. This one was the first and most memorable.

    I was in Boston walking past the mouth of the big tunnel. Suddenly a coach bus went by going impossibly fast, careening between the lanes until it lost control and flipped over. When it entered the tunnel- sideways and on its roof- it took out dozens of cars and people (who for some odd reason were standing in the tunnel).

    i went into the tunnel to look at the damage, and i saw a whole bunch of people flattened out on the road like pancakes... there was no blood or gore, they were just flattened into ten foot circles. It was then that i realized i was dreaming, and as i looked at them i began to laugh hysterically.... which , of course, woke me up.
    lucid , memorable