Post by HP on May 31, 2015 12:58:37 GMT -8
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I'll begin.
Last night I dreamt that I was being forced by a guy (who was reminiscent of Stoic from How To Train Your Dragon, minus the beard and a real human) to participate in these flying battles between 3 people/monsters. I was with my friends from elementary school and one of them was a witch who broke up a brownie and rolled some crumbs into little cylinders and I was to put 3 of them on my forehead and they would all press down hard on my forehead and doing this would somehow kill our competitor so the fight would be called off. Our competitor was a waxy figure of pure muscle and no brain and as we went into the arena we saw him starting to stumble. We lowered him to the ground and he kept trying to get up but eventually was dead. Then the Stoic reminiscent guy spotted a rolled up brownie crumb on my jacket and went "Hm." and made an ominous suspicious face then I ran for it and he started chasing me. I ran til I found an old abandoned house, but then I was caught by him and his family. They were in a VW van and put me in it then casually started talking about sending me off back to my house and then I found out they were related to me and there was a shift in the Stoic reminiscent guy's attitude and I insulted his cooking in an amusing way and he laughed and we bonded then I could see the VW van riding off into the sunset on a deserted road and then I think I woke up.
I'll begin.
Last night I dreamt that I was being forced by a guy (who was reminiscent of Stoic from How To Train Your Dragon, minus the beard and a real human) to participate in these flying battles between 3 people/monsters. I was with my friends from elementary school and one of them was a witch who broke up a brownie and rolled some crumbs into little cylinders and I was to put 3 of them on my forehead and they would all press down hard on my forehead and doing this would somehow kill our competitor so the fight would be called off. Our competitor was a waxy figure of pure muscle and no brain and as we went into the arena we saw him starting to stumble. We lowered him to the ground and he kept trying to get up but eventually was dead. Then the Stoic reminiscent guy spotted a rolled up brownie crumb on my jacket and went "Hm." and made an ominous suspicious face then I ran for it and he started chasing me. I ran til I found an old abandoned house, but then I was caught by him and his family. They were in a VW van and put me in it then casually started talking about sending me off back to my house and then I found out they were related to me and there was a shift in the Stoic reminiscent guy's attitude and I insulted his cooking in an amusing way and he laughed and we bonded then I could see the VW van riding off into the sunset on a deserted road and then I think I woke up.