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So there I was, a perfectly sensible dream, when going shopping degenerates into a bunch of Muslims swanning about my favourite shopping centre when Americans show up and blow the S$~# out of everything And After we shoot down a Chopper, and survive by cutting pieces of meat off a cooked corpse Samuel L Jackson Shows up and tells me "All my brothers and sisters knew that ahead lay an alien world."
WTF?
This more or less confirms what I always thought was going on in your head, YD.
I think You need to seek professional help.
That unsuccessful bid to run for Mayor of Darwin pushed him over the edge.
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OK lets put you to the test. Lets cough to the wierdest Dream you have ever had...
You probably never had Samuel L Jackson Quoting exotic prose at you but then again what do I know? of course if it turns out to be a scene from Ironman 3 I'm gonna chalk it up to some stupid fool playing with black holes.
Funny thing is I never remember my dreams.
I read this as 'Wet Dream of Alien World'.
Visions of Twi'lek-alike witches and random green alien space babe oracles filled my head. Paladins wielding blades of light battled fiends draped in symbiotic flesh borne of Geiger's fetish fantasies. Rogues absconded with apparati born of the madness of mages and the ambitions of alchemists, the devices wrapping about bodies like a metallic lover, protecting while inexplicably baring so much. Scions of the mind met and melted mentally against each other, ephemeral eroticists twining in tantric tangles that wove wanton delight with disciplined weal; the faithful from uncounted worlds communed, discovering each other and reaching accords...save where irreconcilable differences drove conflict and aspirations of conquest, spurring the seeking of pathways to the lights that danced, infinitely far away, perhaps with intentions of dimming them.
And the I realized I'd misread, and I was sad.
OK lets put you to the test. Lets cough to the wierdest Dream you have ever had...
Back in High School daze, I used to do calculus problems in my dreams.
Cheeseburger for dinner?
My mom would have slapped my face I had eaten that.
OK lets put you to the test. Lets cough to the wierdest Dream you have ever had...Back in High School daze, I used to do calculus problems in my dreams.
Neat. It's amazing when the dreaming mind can prove that kind of focus.
Neat. It's amazing when the dreaming mind can prove that kind of focus.OK lets put you to the test. Lets cough to the wierdest Dream you have ever had...Back in High School daze, I used to do calculus problems in my dreams.
Had a buddy of mine who had vivid dreams all the time. He woke up one morning after having a dream of getting up going to work and working a full shift, only to wake up and realize he was running late to actually go to work.
It was a fun day. :)
Neat. It's amazing when the dreaming mind can prove that kind of focus.OK lets put you to the test. Lets cough to the wierdest Dream you have ever had...Back in High School daze, I used to do calculus problems in my dreams.
Had a buddy of mine who had vivid dreams all the time. He woke up one morning after having a dream of getting up going to work and working a full shift, only to wake up and realize he was running late to actually go to work.
It was a fun day. :)
That must have been so utterly depressing.
That must have been so utterly depressing.Neat. It's amazing when the dreaming mind can prove that kind of focus.OK lets put you to the test. Lets cough to the wierdest Dream you have ever had...Back in High School daze, I used to do calculus problems in my dreams.
Had a buddy of mine who had vivid dreams all the time. He woke up one morning after having a dream of getting up going to work and working a full shift, only to wake up and realize he was running late to actually go to work.
It was a fun day. :)
For him, yes. For the rest of us, however it was a humorous gold mine.
Hmmm...its like you guys just aint digging down deep for your dream state. I want Alien things. I want god like talent that only happens for you when you dream.
Yeah, does not happen to me, sorry.
Special powers? Well, I've enjoying the power of astral projection and limited hop flight in some dreams and bird's flight in others (as in... I was a bird). I've been able to jump down from tall buildings and land softly.
But the thing about my dreams is that, of all I can recall, I was somehow able to escape all threat. When I was three and dreamt of Godzilla rampaging through my city by the bay, I'd just play dead and he'd pass.
Age fifteen and Billy Dee Williams is a police detective coming after me with a Colt .45 in hand (not the beverage). I was able to run backwards, down the street at about sixty miles per hour. He was so shocked he never even tried to take a shot.
I dreamt I was in a cabin styled house in the deep woods with a Jason Voorhees type, and when he came at me I convinced him I was his little sister (I'm a dude, but he never had a little brother so the role was what it was) and that it was all the other people I came with who had to die. Which they soon did. I practically skipped out of that horrorfest whistling The Fishin' Hole.
Finally, in one dream I was engaged in a scuffle on the back of a moving dumptruck driving downhill and lost my balance. Right as I was about to fall off I awoke in my dream and froze frame, then reset myself at the top. My first clearly lucid dream where I said, "Hey... I'm awake in my own dream... I could do anything." I don't recall having too many more.
Before this begins to sound like the dreams of an "I can't allow myself to die" powergamer...
Not every dream has seen me protected. At seventeen I had a dream where I lay dying in a closet and I imagined my vital signs going by as if on a machine. I watched them all flatline, then sat in a nothingness, thinking... oh man... is this just the last vestiges of oxygenated blood in my brain or will this be eternity? Cuz if this was eternity, I'm happy to not be nothingness, but this is going to become a curse of unending madness by the end of the day.
This is an ironic post for me, considering that one of my next two rants is going to be about the agony of having people regale me with their dreams. The specific window dressing in those dreams isn't representative of what I'm afraid of... daikaiju, black cops, not being allowed to be a little girl... but the not wanting to die thing, sure.
Worth mentioning, I have dreamt story ideas, songs, melodies, riddles and jokes that did translate well after revisiting them soberly in the morning.
Neat. It's amazing when the dreaming mind can prove that kind of focus.OK lets put you to the test. Lets cough to the wierdest Dream you have ever had...Back in High School daze, I used to do calculus problems in my dreams.
A nightmare in black wearing crimson gloves. As I lie in bed, I feel his hands close
around my throat. "Answer me this my pet," he breaths into my ear. And before Ican speak his grip tightens choking off my cry.
The abstract concept of a gooney sphere is derived from the shape of a gooney egg.
A gooney bird is born with a pointed head and prominent stubby tail; therefore the
shape of the egg is roughly ellipsoidal but with pointed ends. Surface integrals over
gooney spheres are difficult to compute; tables of gooney functions are needed, but
these were tabulated during the war and are still classified top secret. All that is
known is that a gooney sphere of minimal diameter d = 1 has a volume of
approximately 0.7.
(a) Find the surface integral of the normal component of F = xi + yj + zk over the
surface of a gooney sphere with center at the origin and minimal diameter d = 2,
making any assumptions you
deem reasonable.
(b) Would your answer be the same if the gooney sphere had a center at (2,7,-3)?
Close your eyes honey. Close your eyes.
It will all be over in a moment.
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(a) 16.8 if volume is proportional to the cube of the minimal diameter.
(b) yes.
The dream...
So you wouldn't be kidding if you say that you could do math problems in your sleep, eh? That's really quite astounding. Funny how you're smarter with half your brain shut off than most people are in a waking state. ;)
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I once had a dream where I woke up to go to work, and I drove for like an hour to get there (I actually walk to work), and then my workplace ended up being 10 times bigger than it actually was and I had to walk and walk just to get to my department. And then my manager was a blue tentacled woman with a sting (either like a bee or a wasp, I don't remember which). I ran away from her like crazy, especially when she began sucking my blood.
I woke up from the dream exhausted and called in sick to work. :P