A few nights ago I had a dream that some kids from the summer camp I work at, Donald Trump, and myself were running away from Russian terrorists. Donald Trump was president and a fictionalized Russian prime minister wanted him dead. All of us ran into a bulletproof room to get away from the terrorists. The windows were shattered after the terrorists shot at them with airplanes. Thinking it was my duty as an American citizen to protect the president, I jumped in front of Trump to protect him. Then the terrorists and the prime minister walk into the room and I become very frightened. I ditch Trump and hide behind a couch cushion. Meanwhile, the Russian prime minister shoots Trump and then moves to stand in front of me. I notice a gun by side and attempt to grab it and shoot the prime minister. But oh no! I realized the safety is on and I don't know how to use a gun. I make several attempts to shoot him and fail each time. He looks at me and looks away and then.... I wake up!

Last edited by maridaberri (08-08-2016 09:55:37 PM)

Nocturn, that sounds really hilarious, and kinky. However, I can imagine how terrifying and humiliating the dream was while it was happening.

I had a dream about my baby niece dying and I was crying so much in the dream I woke up. Waking up was a major relief but it left me feeling bummed.

I had a dream where there were two parts for it. One was that I lived with a guy who had a gym house, the guy was blond and had two younger siblings, and I also the villain in the 3rd season of just add magic, but then I was like "wait what about the [2 different eyed] person?" and critiqued a show in my dreams. The second part was that the movie arrival was actually the ugly betty tv film, and that it was about betty going to space but then falling from space and the cast needs to save her. Never got to see if she managed to survive or not.

Last edited by itavin (07-24-2017 01:39:10 PM)

Razara wrote:

Last night I had a dream where there was a documentary about Shoujo Kakumei Utena on PBS, and I was like, "Holy shit, I should tell the people at IRG about this!", and then I woke up and realized it was a dream. :< If there aren't documentaries about how significant SKU is in real life, then our society is doing something very wrong.

Well, this is one more reason society mostly sucks ass.

I had a dream where I saw my dead grand mother who died in 2013 and said that she really didn't die and she was only pretending to be dead and she was in hiding for 3 years. My God, it was so real and then I woke up and it was so horrible. Its also sad because as time passes on, I still have a hard time remembering her voice. I hate my brain and memory so much...

A few weeks back, I dreamt that all lesbians are able to approach birds without frightening them away. Sue Perkins was kind enough to demonstrate for me by showing me a blue jay she was carrying around. I wanted to snap a picture but she was too fast for me and swapped it out with the severed head of Alan Alda which was a much less appealing photo.

And, no, I didn't dare ask why she was carrying that around.