Does it count if you ALWAYS have weird dreams?
That's so strange to me, I can remember almost every dream I've had so vividly.
Are all of your dreams nightmares?
Follow up question, is waking up the nightmare?
Weird doesn't necessarily mean nightmare, I do have frequent nightmares yes but not all of the weird dreams are nightmares.
No waking up is not a nightmare.
Are they bad? Good? Creepy? etc
What's an example of one of these dreams if you're willing to share?
It's just as strange waking up with a blank mind but in a weird mood or even scared because of a dream I cannot remember, even more so if it's the dream that woke me up. It isn't always negative though. I am prone to sleep paralysis so I don't know if that has anything to do with it.
The odd times that I can remember my dreams are usually just nonsense. I have lucid dreamed a few times before, that was fun, destruction with no costs hehe.
It's usually always different or sometimes a mixture of all of them, I've had a dream that starts off as a night terror that causes me to thrash about in my sleep in a panic and sometimes even screaming that can end in a very pleasant dream. But I rarely ever have a dream that could be considered normal, at least not anymore.
The worst however is when something happens in a dream and waking up able to fully feel anything that happened, usually not pleasant, I've been mauled by a bear in multiple dreams which has me waking up in searing pain, gasping for air.
Oh, hey, you were in it! You burned down a town! How rude!
WHY WAS I IN IT?
WHY DID I BURN DOWN A TOWN?
I mean, I'm not saying it's something so uncharacteristic but WHY ME?
Well, a dragon did most of the burning.>>640
What's that supposed to mean?
Last night's dream involved sailing after the only pizzas left on the planet as they drifted out to sea.
I don't even know what that means.>>644
It's pretty suspicious when you show up at the same time. Additionally, a dragon can't stand trial and someone needs to be charged.
When someone is dreaming about someone else, it's usually something Freudian.
I'm joking, though.
I think your subconscious is trying to make me into some sort of monster.
Nope, don't understand that one either.
You've been in a lot of nightmares.
YOU'RE NOT THAT DENSE.
WHAT SORT OF NIGHTMARES DO YOU EVEN HAVE INVOLVING ME?
You actually give me too much credit.
I've had to use a dictionary to figure a lot of your statements out.
Oh, I die a lot. Horribly.
All of what I say is mostly deadpan or sarcasm.
WHY DO YOU DIE? WHY DO I KILL YOU?>>650
Hey, that's a conversation between you and your wife.
Yeah but you use weird words.
People can die when they lose all of their blood.
I don't know, that's not my
I don't particularly use words that are difficult to parse what I'm saying.
IT'S YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS THAT'S MURDERING YOU UNDER THE GUISE OF ME IN YOUR DREAMS. >>653
I'm a goddamn saint.
There you go again, using words like 'the'.
Would my subconscious do that? I thought it and I were on good terms.
OH COME ON.
It's clearly not me murdering you in your dreams. There's no way I'm literally in your head murdering your in your dreams.
Exactly what someone literally in my head murdering me in my dreams would say. Tried to pull a fast one on me. Stop haunting me, it's weird. I have enough trouble with my usual dreams.
Back to my weird but not awful dreams, I long for a return to that beautiful seaside castle I once dreamt of a few years back. That sounds pleasant, but it was weird for other reasons I don't want to disclose. Nice though!
Oh, and once I had an odd dream where every house was unfinished, everywhere. Very much an eyesore. I took the opportunity to ignore that and did other things.
Double oh, that drifting sea pizza had sausage on it.
Leonardo DiCaprio I am not.
There was crabs in it.
>not pineapple pizza
You must be busy.
I don't know who anyone is anymore.
Not really! I sprained my back and neck. My wife tickled me off the bed. I hit my nightstand and landed on a power strip. Nearly broke both spots of my spine. Tickling should be a crime.>>664
Good thing god isn't real.
On that note, poor delusional Naruto.
I don't often wear shoes.
Additionally, he was trying to murder me first, and I didn't even kill him (probably.)
It was to save me so the potential murder was ok, Blah Blah Blah, self-defense, Blah Blah Blah Murica.
I have this, well, organization
I'd like you to join. Sure, its members may be a bit eccentric but we're doing God's work. A
god's work, at least.
You need more pics of Gil drinking.
The room does seem suspiciously gayer with this Enkidu cosplayer in the hall.
I went to a con to buy expensive weebshit.
And I did.
While looking fabulous the whole time.
I don't know if I should answer that one.
Do it. Or else I'll murder you in your dreams again.
TAKE A FUCKING GUESS.
I don't have the eyes for that, dude.
A stack of pancakes?
I'm mildly offended somehow.
An anthropomorphized vuvuzela?
JUST TELL ME SO I DON'T SPEND EIGHT HOURS MAKING SHITTY JOKE GUESSES.
Also, I'm a dumbass and finally checked.
I sincerely doubt that.
Who did you go as?
That honestly doesn't sound so bad.
What were you supposed to go as?
I sent you something.
That's just too embarrassing to say.