thrashduck wrote:Another reoccuring dream of mine is my arms going all numb and weak as soon as I have to use them to fight. Happens whatever situation i'm in, whether I'm defending myself from zombies or killing a bad guy or just punching my mum.

Bloody christ, I've had that dream many times! For example where bad motherfuckers in the street try and to mug you and you try and beat them up but you can't do anything because you're so weak and rubbish. But luckily you wake up before anything bad happens to you. I wonder if you died in your dream, would you die in real life, like the Matrix?

Argh it's terrible. Feeble as fuck. Yeh, usually wake up - although I've been punched and stabbed in dreams before, just never actually died. People reckon you do die if you die in a dream, but then, how the hell would they know? Cretins.

jonny_boy34 wrote:

Metal Iain wrote:Last night I had a dream about a film that probably hasn't been made. It was basically about an insomniac who believes he's someone else. It was quite strange really because the break through in the film came with him realising that his alterego didn't exist in a psychiatrist's office. What was weirdest was that the psychiatrist's voice was the same as HAL from Space Odyssey...

He didn't start a fight club by any chance, did he?

No, it was closer to The Machinist in style.

I think the name he came up for himself was Adam and he only worked out that he wasn't him when the psychiatrist had him wrte something whilst in a trance.

Oh yes indeed, The Machinist is also an amazing film that belongs to the insomnia genre.

thrashduck wrote:Argh it's terrible. Feeble as fuck. Yeh, usually wake up - although I've been punched and stabbed in dreams before, just never actually died. People reckon you do die if you die in a dream, but then, how the hell would they know? Cretins.

I've had many dreams where I've died

Pics or it didn't happen.

Last night I dreamt Bruce Air crashed. I've never felt so shit in my life. It was absolutely fucking horrible.

Last night I dreamt I was in a park full of maggots. It was horrible. And then some girl I hate tried to seduce me, surrounded by the maggots. Meaningful.

thrashduck wrote:Last night I dreamt I was in a park full of maggots. It was horrible. And then some girl I hate tried to seduce me, surrounded by the maggots. Meaningful.

Sexy time!

thrashduck wrote:Another reoccuring dream of mine is my arms going all numb and weak as soon as I have to use them to fight. Happens whatever situation i'm in, whether I'm defending myself from zombies or killing a bad guy or just punching my mum.

I used to get that a lot. Not so much anymore. General weakness in dreams is shit. I once had a dream in which, to save my family, I had to throw a dumbbell at someone and I was really weak and it fell short. He then stabbed up my little brother (who must have been one at the time). I also had a dream once that my mother was drowning my little bro. Everything was black, no images, and all I could here was his gurgling, watery screams. Messed up.

i usec to dream that i would be crossing a big road/motorway and then my legs would become weak and i would be struggling to make it to the other side.as im crossing the vehicles would get bigger like trucks,buses etc all swerving to avoid my crippled ass!

Dreams when you're stoned are fucking daft.

The dream started in my room, and I was shagging this lass called Jeni. Only...Jeni was playing on the PS3 and I was on the other side of the room...so god knows how I was shagging her, but I was. When I was nearly finished, I went over to give her the standard facial, and she goes "Shit, Eastenders is here". I go to my door, look outside, and their gone. So I go back to give her the facial again, and I see someone move outside. I go to the door again, and these two fit birds are in my music room.

I wander downstairs and my mam and dad are preparing supper, for quite a few people it would seem. I pick up a PS2 game from the table, and it's a Medal Of Honor I've never heard of, basically because I invented it for this dream, and it had awesome artwork on the cover and shit. I asked whos it was and my dad said "Scotch Iains I think, but the disks gone". I open it up and it's now a Gamecube box, and the disk is gone. Then my mam says "I thought it wasn't in originally, and Iain went back and got it? - I was just drifting in and out of the conversation though, so I might be wrong"

So I go on the search for the disk, and head upstairs. Only to be stopped by Ant and Dec with a camera crew saying something like "Don't worry Levi, because tonight, live, we're going to salute the cabbage with the left straw of Pythagaros!"

Then I woke up. And realised Jeni was playing the Medal of Honor game. Daft.

ahah, that actually made me laugh quite a bit.

Shit, Eastenders is here!

Scary thing was, my mate Dave was one of Ant & Decs camera crew. So for the first five minutes of being awake I thought I dreamt about shagging Dave. Eugh.

Haha, that's ace I'd be angry if Eastenders was here, they're not welcome in my house, and nor are their degenerate problems!

I had a dream last night about this cool band that was dressed as pirates playing a gig. I think it was cos there's this band called Pirate Bastard that's gonna play at my course end of year party tonight. I think one of my housemates is in it though, and he's shit, so the band's probably gonna be shit.