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Post by Killer Goldfish on Dec 13, 2019 9:24:25 GMT -5
The other night I dreamt that I was being stalked by Donald Trump. It was like an 80's slasher movie, in that I was running while he was moving very slowly, yet he was always right behind me. Eventually he caught up and threw an egg at me, then walked away smugly, ignoring my accusations that he was really immature. And then he whipped out his phone and started tweeting about how liberals are always throwing eggs at people, right? Sad.
Much as it sickens me to acknowledge it, Trump has appeared in at least three of my dreams. I had one a number of months back in which he didn't actually physically appear, but he was definitely somewhere in the vicinity of where I was. It took place backstage at some sort of event that I guess President Assface was "speaking" at. I was hanging around the craft services, next to a big table crammed with food. At the head of the table was a big bucket of fried chicken, which a guy with a headset on was telling everyone was for Trump and Trump alone and that no one should touch it. This was the point where I heard El Stupido's voice somewhere around the corner or something saying, "That's right, no one better touch the big man's chicken!" Only he didn't say it playfully, he said it as if he meant it as a genuine threat. So I walked up to the bucket and started cramming as much chicken into my mouth as I could, the headset guy goes "HEY!" and that's when the scene faded.
You make it sound like that dream of falling off a cliff and at the moment you would expect to die, you wake up. Only instead of dying, the shattering event is having 45 throw a shit fit. I wonder whether you woke up disappointed that you didn't get to do battle with him after all, or relieved that you didn't have to deal with it. |
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Post by Mayzshon on Dec 13, 2019 11:22:22 GMT -5
He would say that as a genuine threat, but later claim it he was just joking when asked about it.
And Fox would talk about how liberals have no sense of humor.
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Dec 13, 2019 12:48:22 GMT -5
He would say that as a genuine threat, but later claim it he was just joking when asked about it. And Fox would talk about how liberals have no sense of humor. And then Greenie could talk about how 45 has no sense of humor. Or he could say the disembodied voice of Foghorn Leghorn told him to do it and he must obey, on account of he knows Foghorn is Trump's spirit animal...
...Wait a second here. What COULD Trump's spirit animal be?
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Post by Mayzshon on Dec 13, 2019 13:02:59 GMT -5
A puffer fish.
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Dec 13, 2019 13:04:25 GMT -5
See the Trump thread! I added a few ideas there... |
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Post by Marxo Grouch on Dec 19, 2019 5:58:31 GMT -5
I had a dream that took place at a barbeque, lots of odd details, but I bring it up for the reason that, at one point, I looked to see what kind of beer they had given me and it was a Tecate, so at least we know that individual words can be read in a dream, but that could technically count as just another form of symbolism, so it still leaves the 'reading in dreams' question open. |
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Post by Lemmy Caution on Dec 23, 2019 10:10:02 GMT -5
I had a dream that took place at a barbeque, lots of odd details, but I bring it up for the reason that, at one point, I looked to see what kind of beer they had given me and it was a Tecate, so at least we know that individual words can be read in a dream, but that could technically count as just another form of symbolism, so it still leaves the 'reading in dreams' question open. I think at that barbecue we were serving Tecate and Bohemia đŸ˜‰ More along what you are actually discussing: I often read in dreams. The difficulty is that I can never read the same text twice --look away and it changes to something else. It's almost more like reading the idea of text than any single word or phrase... |
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Post by Marxo Grouch on Dec 24, 2019 6:07:06 GMT -5
I'm certain that I've experienced that too, but I'm trying to think of examples in which actually being able to read and follow something was necessary for the narrative. The whole notion of what it is to comprehend something within the context of The Dreaming, of course, is something that our conscious minds can only partially process, despite having been present for the proceedings, and therefore having actually experienced them in a sense. You could read a book you know really well, have the text come out as some sort of utter gibberish that has never actually been printed in said book, and you might still nod and say, "Ah, yes, that's my favorite passage," or some such thing.
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Post by Lemmy Caution on Dec 24, 2019 14:35:01 GMT -5
I'm certain that I've experienced that too, but I'm trying to think of examples in which actually being able to read and follow something was necessary for the narrative. The whole notion of what it is to comprehend something within the context of The Dreaming, of course, is something that our conscious minds can only partially process, despite having been present for the proceedings, and therefore having actually experienced them in a sense. You could read a book you know really well, have the text come out as some sort of utter gibberish that has never actually been printed in said book, and you might still nod and say, "Ah, yes, that's my favorite passage," or some such thing. I see what you're getting at, yes. |
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Jan 11, 2020 16:23:47 GMT -5
I'm certain that I've experienced that too, but I'm trying to think of examples in which actually being able to read and follow something was necessary for the narrative. The whole notion of what it is to comprehend something within the context of The Dreaming, of course, is something that our conscious minds can only partially process, despite having been present for the proceedings, and therefore having actually experienced them in a sense. You could read a book you know really well, have the text come out as some sort of utter gibberish that has never actually been printed in said book, and you might still nod and say, "Ah, yes, that's my favorite passage," or some such thing. The very fact that you can't process or follow it, or return to it, is probably part of the meaning of the dream. There's nothing much to process in consuming a bottle of Tecate. |
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Post by Marxo Grouch on Jan 12, 2020 6:01:36 GMT -5
Precisely why I said it wasn't a good example of that.
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Jan 15, 2020 14:32:08 GMT -5
Precisely why I said it wasn't a good example of that. Proving that on occasion we can agree on something. |
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Post by Lemmy Caution on Jan 15, 2020 20:10:12 GMT -5
Precisely why I said it wasn't a good example of that. Proving that on occasion we can agree on something. Never having met one of you, and not having seen the other in 27 years, I'm just going to disagree in order to be all pompous and stuff ;-) |
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Post by Marxo Grouch on Jan 16, 2020 5:43:47 GMT -5
Precisely why I said it wasn't a good example of that. Proving that on occasion we can agree on something. We don't really disagree on all that much. Only the things that you're wrong about. |
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Post by Deeky on Jan 16, 2020 13:35:21 GMT -5
You're all wrong about everything.
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Jan 16, 2020 15:45:12 GMT -5
You're all wrong about everything. The Webmaster has spoken!!! Disperse! Disperse! |
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Mar 28, 2020 20:47:10 GMT -5
Dreamed that I was at a party at David Bowie's place and just as I found him he was talking about someone who had OD'd on benzos Bowie had given him. The guy was lying dead in a bedroom somewhere in the house and he didn't know how to handle it. The decedent's name was Randolph. It very slowly came out, as the dream conversation continued, that Randolph was his brother, his mom Peggy was somewhere in the house and it was she he didn't know how to tell. At the end of the dream we all -- the last party stragglers and DB and I -- converged in the bedroom which was small and very lacking in character, like a guest room, but it was Randolph's room all right and somehow I was sitting in a corner on a nightstand next to DB's chair with my arm around him, feeling very brave that I was daring to comfort my idol, and at the same time he was over at the bed pulling off the blanket to show us that Randolph was dead. The room was very clean and fresh-smelling, like a hotel room when you first walk in, but Randolph was straight up mummified and had clearly been there for a very long time. Peggy Jones was not in evidence -- he had only reached the stage of telling his party guests that this had happened.
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Jun 8, 2020 10:28:43 GMT -5
Had a nightmare shortly before waking up today. I don't recall much leading up to the finale, but it was the usual dream whatevers until I, bothered by something in my left heel, sat down to have a look. I discovered the head of a nail-like object sticking out of my heel. As I futzed around with it, I discovered that it led down into my foot where other bands and metal shrapnel were surrounding my heel and much of the rest of my foot. All this in grisley reddish hues with gory sound effects to boot. It was as if someone had crafted some terrible "Saw" (movie) contraption inside my foot, only how that could have occurred without my knowledge I'll leave to dream logic.  |
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Post by Lemmy Caution on Jun 10, 2020 0:28:52 GMT -5
I have a repeating nightmare in which I am a bipedal primate.
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Post by Mayzshon on Jun 10, 2020 7:52:19 GMT -5
I have a repeating nightmare in which I am a bipedal primate. "Now I do not know whether it was then I dreamt I was a bipedal primate, or whether I am now a bipedal primate dreaming I am a Reptoid". -Zhuangzi |
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