tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37144912011-12-04T10:01:21.200-08:00if we were to catch the horizon between the eye shut and the eye opened<br><br> perhaps then, we would know.Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comBlogger771100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-1095100422855407532004-09-13T11:33:00.000-07:002004-09-13T11:33:42.856-07:00

I actually had a certified dream last night. First one in quite a while. I was young, probably 11, and I went on a trip with a couple of Japaneese guys, one was my age and the other was his aged dad. I didn't really talk to the kid, so I dont know if we were friends or not, but their last name was Yamaoto. We got in the car and drove north into unpopulized stretches of freeway, untill we got off

Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-954568242003-06-09T01:34:00.000-07:002003-06-09T01:34:28.816-07:00

They say dreams clue you into the future. Before my whole ordeal with a certain female I dreamt about her a lot. but now that the ordeal is somewhat over I havent had a single dream since. I miss those dreams.

Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-943334062003-05-14T08:37:00.000-07:002003-05-14T08:37:12.763-07:00

so, i was talking to becky last night at about midnight. the problems with this statement? first, that I had fallen asleep at 1030. second, that the phone was out in the front room. finally, becky had already been at work for an hour.it is embarassing to wake yourself up as a result of talking to your pillow. i think elia woke up as well. Heh.

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-933077422003-04-26T12:16:00.000-07:002003-04-26T12:16:13.430-07:00

a dream in two parts. it began as i was visiting a friend that i hadn't seen in several years. i forgot his name, even though i remembered the name of his dad, and i was at his house. it was embarassing. second part, i was on the edge of a meadow in a forest, and i was part of some sort of platoon fighting in a war. a little boy rode past on a bike and threw something into the dirt at our feet.

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-930002142003-04-21T13:01:00.000-07:002003-04-21T13:01:03.543-07:00

there was a solar eclipse last night when i slept. i saw it. the sun was not bright. it gave off the same light, the same heat. but i stared at the sun for a few minutes. nobody else seemed to notice, or to care. i just found myself staring at the sun.this was a dream which i saw in first person. thats somewhat unusual for me. all of my dreams i see in a third person setting. odd.

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-929988672003-04-21T12:34:00.000-07:002003-04-21T12:34:43.186-07:00

dream 1 i worked at a childcare place. they told us to give the babies baths. we each took one. there was a bunch of new girls working, they were all wearing lots of makeup and i think they were hispanic. i washed the baby i had in a little baby bath thing, and wondered why it was taking the other girls so long. and the other girls... for some reason they put the babies in showers and just

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-927703972003-04-17T03:29:00.000-07:002003-04-17T03:29:35.310-07:00

you were in his dreams though you never knew he existed take a picture of him how many words can you decifer hes dead and hes saying youre still in my dreams

Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-920160262003-04-04T17:35:00.000-08:002003-04-04T17:35:15.606-08:00

i dreamed that my friend cristalle and i were on a navy ship, fighting against the iraqis. we were stuck on this small ledge on the outside of our ship, and the iraqi ship was firing missles at us. these were no ordinary missles my friends. they were big bottles of doctor pepper. like 3 or 4 foot long plastic bottles. when they landed, we had like 5 seconds to throw them overboard into the

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-917334572003-03-31T13:52:00.000-08:002003-03-31T13:52:07.500-08:00

a while ago, i had a cool dream that i was in the machinery of a factory that made red plastic thingys, being chased by a giant red lobster. last night i dreamed that i went to a five iron frenzy concert, and ended up giving reese roper a haircut. his hair was past his shoulders, and i cut it into a haircut just like mine, which is kinda wierd

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-905095472003-03-10T23:41:00.000-08:002003-03-10T23:41:26.186-08:00

for what it is worth, i had this dream a couple nights ago, but i suppose i will recount it, any ways.it was at a soccer field. there was this guy that i didn't like, for one reason or another. he was really bothering me. so... i kicked him. i broke his leg with the force of my kick. then i watched him freeze to death. i watched his lips grow that icy, hypothermatic blue. i watched him freeze.

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-895608742003-02-22T11:05:00.000-08:002003-02-22T11:05:48.970-08:00

i was at sea world in san diego, except it was completely different. i was trying to accept a job for taking care of an orca whale (and i swear his name wasn't shamu). on the way up to this stage, i ran into this mexican family, and i bought the daughter of the family a yo yo from a gift shop. so as i got to the stage, which just happened to be around a really huge swimming pool (and was in no

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-893908862003-02-19T14:17:00.000-08:002003-02-19T14:17:20.356-08:00

i should have posted earlier today, when i remembered my dream more. but basically, i had a really disturbing, bloody dream where someone was trying to murder ben's roomate wendy by cutting her throat. maybe its good that i forgot most of it.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-887275592003-02-07T14:15:00.000-08:002003-02-07T14:15:39.010-08:00

i sometimes have dreams where one of my legs is a bunch shorter than the other, and its hard to walk. i had one of those, and i was trying to walk to campus and not be late for class... but i was late anyways.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-886387712003-02-06T00:37:00.000-08:002003-02-06T00:37:39.363-08:00

A couple of nights in a row ive had dreams, I love it when this happens So last night the first thing I remember is someone pointing out to me I was nearly bald. Which made me sad Then Matt, Sarah, Ben, and Carolyn and I went to Japan. I remember trying to take a picture of a building and Sarah getting in the way twice. Then we went to a buffet something akin to fresh choice, only it was

Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-885232132003-02-04T01:38:00.000-08:002003-02-04T01:38:24.426-08:00

I had a sad dream last night. I dreamt that after going throught the ten weeks of WOW training and planning for WOW week, my co and I werent given a group. I remember crying in the dream. It was something akin to spending three months in pregnancy and then being told the baby died. A real shock, and hits you hard. I dont remember the names or faces of most of my WOW group, and havent done a

Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-877896652003-01-21T08:57:00.000-08:002003-01-21T08:57:58.143-08:00

more random crap from the matthew valentine random dream crap foundation. i am sure this will not be a difficult one to interpret. dreamt my dad had a blog. not my mom, just my dad. he had notes and everything. he talked about me a lot (figures, as it was my dream). he talked about manhood and his dreams and his dreams in the future for me. only i wasnt able to live up to those dreams. and he

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-873549702003-01-13T07:16:00.000-08:002003-01-13T07:16:39.000-08:00

i was playing grand theft auto 3 (what a beautiful game) and everybody was chasing me. i had about a rating of six (which i think is the highest wanted level in the game), and so, i decided to get a tank. (this dream will pick up shortly) one thing to know about the tank, is that it's indestructable and has unlimited destructive power. it's why i like it so much. so, i'm blowing up stuff,

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-869108562003-01-03T22:11:00.000-08:002003-01-03T22:11:28.590-08:00

turns out that when i dream i can turn my head to the side like this (turns head to the side) and speak, and i will fly. that's right. but only if i'm in abandoned warehouses.

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-867174552002-12-30T16:02:00.000-08:002002-12-30T16:02:10.230-08:00

i am riding a moped, and notice this gang of people with small wooden swords. they were standing in the street, yelling and hitting cars with the swords. (it has something to do with politics.) i park and go into a bank. i'm trying to call 911 to report them but i keep not being able to get through. i think to myself that 911 was chosen as the number for emergencies because it corresponds to

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-864809302002-12-24T07:23:00.000-08:002002-12-24T07:23:52.000-08:00

havent posted for a while, since i havent exactly been dreaming. heres one for ya. i saw it several nights ago. i was in this strip mall right by my house, and there was a guy (a surfer looking type) with a car there. not a regular car, though. he had taken a small volkswagon, like a golf, and stuck huge wooden wheels onto it. he told me it could fly. i didn't believe him. he said, watch! he

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-859539692002-12-13T09:40:00.000-08:002002-12-13T09:40:38.850-08:00

i actually knew i was dreaming... didn't do anything cool, though. just told people that i didn't want to do work for them. then my room was weird. and Sheeba, the cat at my house, started telling me that the room she was sleeping in wasn't the right one... and as she was leaving my room, she attacked some other cat that was jumping around the room. yes, jumping. then i woke up. finals

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-845150732002-11-13T23:35:00.000-08:002002-11-13T23:35:15.566-08:00

i dreamed that everyone had wallets like ben's. i dreamed i saw my friend mike's car pulling out of a parking lot. i dreamed my watch broke. i dreamed i missed kinesiology class while i purposely slept in and skipped it. i dreamed my teeth were wired into my mouth and i pulled the wire and they all came out. why is it so common to have bad dreams about things happening to our teeth?

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-843553472002-11-11T01:58:00.000-08:002002-11-11T01:58:19.793-08:00

"I wish the sun would hide its head so I could watch you dream some more." --Yellowcard

Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-843256842002-11-10T11:50:00.000-08:002002-11-10T11:50:53.286-08:00

i was in an alternate world and things were at once right, but at another angle, very strange. like everybody was living in houses in the middle of a forest. and i stayed with this family, and taught them about stuff like video games and grilled chicken and cheese sandwiches. eventually, i had to come back to my universe, and they were all sad... for some reason i really felt connected to

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-842413002002-11-08T10:28:00.000-08:002002-11-08T10:28:50.656-08:00

I just wish this dream had gone on longer. It was the sorta dream that relaxed me rather than made me all tense when i woke up. I dunno knoiw how it started but we join the action the night of a party, and there are about 6 of us staying over at some girls house. With some of us in her room. I dont know any of the people by face, but were friendly. Two of the people are bf and gf and the girl who

Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-833210602002-10-21T16:10:00.000-07:002002-10-21T16:10:22.856-07:00

dream #1 my friend stephanie and her husband sang realize that they aren't really married yet because they forgot to sign and turn in their marriage lisence. (fact- they actually did leave on their honeymoon without doing this, accidentally) so they have to have another wedding, even though stephanie is currently 9 mo pregnant. so she and sang are getting re-married in a hotel lobby, and

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-832207612002-10-19T11:39:00.000-07:002002-10-19T11:39:43.643-07:00

two parts to a dream part one I got a motorized scooter, and I too began riding down the highway in San Diego on it, when all of a sudden I realise that the tires are both flat, which presents a problem when I have to break violently to avoid hitting a car. So, I go to a Chevron that's kinda like a pit stop off the freeway, and they try to sell me a wooden scooter that's way too short for me,

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-831689572002-10-18T07:17:00.000-07:002002-10-18T07:17:05.660-07:00

I don't exactly remember how it happened. It was a house party which was held, I think, at Ben's place. Nobody I knewwas there. They were all strangers. There was a foosball table, but I didn't play. I just kinda sat on a couch and watched everyone have fun. The party begins clearing out. Then I spot this girl. She is amazing... beautiful, of course. e begin talking, and she is great. Clever,

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-829704032002-10-14T09:47:00.000-07:002002-10-14T09:47:52.000-07:00

For the record, this isn't a dream. Invitation to Psychology by Carole Wade and Carol Tavris defines the subconscious as mental activities which occur outside the realm of normal thought but are still available to the conscious mind. On the other hand, nonconscious thought is not available to the conscious mind, even though it, too, occurs outside the realm of normal thought. Why do we "remember"

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-829547982002-10-14T00:26:00.000-07:002002-10-14T00:26:20.596-07:00

i dreamed i was a young romulan (i remember thinking in the dream "i am a young romulan", retarded as that sounds) I was riding the train with a boy from the elementary school i work at. the dixie chicks were re-enacting a music video along side the train tracks, and everything was black and white. and romulans dont like country music... (at least not in my dream. someone could ask t'pol if

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-829510622002-10-13T22:16:00.000-07:002002-10-13T22:18:33.000-07:00

My dream was basically a scenario in which everything discouraging about my life was involved. Me reaching out to my mom for advice, and her coming back at me with nothing but a barrage of her problems. Me trying to do something nice for people (in this instance making these rediculously TINY COOKIES, decorated to look like everyone, and no one wanted them), and getting stomped on. It was

brennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12771730159961282727noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-829293862002-10-13T12:12:00.000-07:002002-10-13T12:12:40.596-07:00

So, Im at a amusement park, its afternoon and a semi busy day. There is a secluded parth leading up a hill, and for osme reason people who go up it die. Its known too, and its not closed or marked. I know morgan went up the trail after a swift wave goodbye. So I walked over to what looked like Batman the ride. A inverted looping rollercoaster. i saw a train not make it through an element twards

Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-827014982002-10-08T12:22:00.000-07:002002-10-08T12:22:14.796-07:00

i was being hunted, but it was more of a game. i was being chased by creatures that were a lot like the dementors in the harry potter books... black hooded creatures that never show their face. i was riding my bike through these woods, and the dementors could only stay on specific trails. if they were to touch me, that'd be the end of the game. i was doing really well, until all of a sudden

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-826482552002-10-07T11:48:00.000-07:002002-10-07T11:48:08.530-07:00

i don't know why i dreamt this... but i'm sure you'll all agree it's pretty weird. so, i'm watching tv, and the pope comes on, selling rugs. not only is he selling the rugs, he's also dancing with them, while four guys in front of him play accordians and bagpipes. this is what i dream after a twelve hour train ride.

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-826221942002-10-06T21:29:00.000-07:002002-10-06T21:29:07.756-07:00

I had a strange dream a few nights ago.... I remember being in some sort of patient room at a doctors office when I was 15 or 16. a nurse came in and told us we would be getting some speakers about rape, drugs, and abortion. I remember my friend Michelle walking through the door and being introduced as a rape victim. I remember hugging her and then the dream ended. Im trying to figure out why it

Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-825393532002-10-04T17:53:00.000-07:002002-10-04T17:53:59.730-07:00

in my dream, i went walking one evening. it got dark, and i was not in a good area. i looked and looked for a safe looking place to call someone to come get me. my dad picked me up, but then my brother was there too. he had taken a girl to a monkey-themed restaurant and they had won some big prize. my roomate carolyn dressed up in some of the stuff they won, including a hot pink swirl

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-822785772002-09-29T12:17:00.000-07:002002-10-09T16:05:06.000-07:00

I finally dreamt again today. I will give you three different parts of it. 1) I went to the edge of the world this morning. There is an edge. However, it isn't space below. It is trees. Millions and millions of trees. I climbed up this path pf brown carved out of the grass. The hills beside me sloped down and then dropped off completely. I looked out, and I could see were trees. Millions. You

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-821804642002-09-26T22:59:00.000-07:002002-09-26T22:59:11.950-07:00

cause if you try to concentrate its rather obvious you arent spinning. However sometimes when im going to sleep I have visions in bed of two things. One is Ill see a couple of lines, kinda like oversized spider webbing, and it floats across the room always twards me and it always freaks me out. The second is sometimes if i stare at the light (very little light at that) coming through the door

Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-820684902002-09-24T17:09:00.000-07:002002-09-24T17:09:45.536-07:00

almost every night when i'm about to fall asleep, i have the sensation that i am spinning. the blackness inside my head tumbles around inside itself, but if i concentrate on it at all, it stops. why?

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-819605182002-09-22T13:02:00.000-07:002002-09-22T13:02:53.380-07:00

i had a bunch of rather disturbing dreams last night, but i can only remember a few of them. in one, i woke up and walked out of my room. (i was living with my parents) i took a couple steps, looked down, and saw that the floor was completely covered with cockroaches, silverfish, and some other wierd bug. you could hardly see the carpet, there were so many. my mom was trying to kill them, but

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-819276242002-09-21T15:22:00.000-07:002002-09-21T15:22:53.553-07:00

i finally figured out i was in a dream, which has never happened before in my life... i wanted to fly, so i kept jumping, but it didn't work... maybe tomorrow...

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-819057622002-09-20T23:38:00.000-07:002002-09-20T23:38:46.823-07:00

I dreamt I worked in a very fancy, very sterile feeling office, with white walls, and everything had that very hazy filtered light look to it. I would walk back and forth between a room, down stairs, through an atrium or a central room that reminded me alot of those old roman churches with the rotunda and oculus and everything, and to a room with a desk. I don't remember what exactly my job was

brennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12771730159961282727noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-817583012002-09-17T21:45:00.000-07:002002-09-17T21:45:34.026-07:00

The movement of the dream reminded me alot of the shuttling around we did during and after the days leading up to my grandfathers funeral. It was some sort of strange tour I took in a van, but it's as though I, or the people I was with, were well known. We came to some sort of dark, run down shopping center, but for the time, it was supposed to be the greatest new thing. From the shopping

brennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12771730159961282727noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-817133372002-09-17T00:44:00.000-07:002002-09-17T00:44:02.210-07:00

i dreamed that i finally found a replacement sponge for our soap dispensing dish cleaner sponge do-dad. i was really excited cause i think they stopped making the one we have. i saw the new version online, and in my dream the new version's sponge fit onto our old soap dispensing handle. i was soooooooooooooo excited. but then i woke up, and we still dont have our sponge.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-816009532002-09-14T11:08:00.000-07:002002-09-14T11:08:27.220-07:00

Ever since I was little, I have always wanted to speak Italian, and I still do. I haven't heard many Italians speak, just a couple, and I only know a couple of words. Last night, one of my dreams was set in a language class. Everyone was speaking a language other than English, but now I have no idea what they were saying, even though I understood everything in the dream. I figured it was

bearnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-815893362002-09-14T01:30:00.000-07:002002-09-14T01:30:43.890-07:00

The other night, I dreamt I was in some sort of interactive maze. It was not only accessable by going into it, but also through the internet. My friend and I were going through this maze, which at first we thought was an art gallery, as all the walls were white, and the rooms curved. My friend then pointed out that the walls were not actually walls at all, but that we could walk through them,

brennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12771730159961282727noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-814387222002-09-10T20:59:00.000-07:002002-09-10T21:00:57.000-07:00

Maybe I need a break from my current life, like a trip or something. I have constantly been dreaming about the same person, and I'm in need for a change. Whatever the dream might be about, he's always there. He was at the cafe when I was in a dilemma. He was in the car with me, when I drove my first car. [which I haven't gotten yet, :-)] Last night, I dreamt about him again. I just remember

bearnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-814165512002-09-10T12:15:00.000-07:002002-09-10T12:15:06.313-07:00

it was something straight out of back to the future, part three. i was watching doc brown (played by Christopher Lloyd) and marty (of course, played by Michael J. Fox), and they were trying to make the delorean go back in time... they were having it dragged by this big beast. and somehow they got themselves tangled on rope, being dragged behind the car... eventually, they managed to calm the

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-813636622002-09-09T10:38:00.000-07:002002-09-09T10:38:15.500-07:00

in last night's dream, i was bono, from hit superstar group U2... (i know how hokey this is, and i don't think that fact has anything to do with the rest of the dream) and i was around 12 years old. across from these apartments, there was a large white brick wall, about five feet tall. and there were these dead vines above it, and i started stringing the vines down the wall, and swinging on

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-813613932002-09-09T09:39:00.000-07:002002-09-09T09:40:16.000-07:00

my english teacher turned into a minerature rhinocerous and was rampaging in an office building. i trapped her in a meeting room and waited for the police to come. every once in a while she would switch from rhino mode to dr. maccurdy mode, to try and confuse me.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-813562352002-09-09T07:24:00.000-07:002002-09-09T07:24:17.103-07:00

bear with me.... it isn't exactly all clear, but what i do remember went as follows. i was hanging out somewhere, perhaps a house? not mine, at any rate. it was nice happy daytime. then something happened. it turned night... and i was alone. almost in a field. not exactly pitch black, there was a bit of ambient light. i was holding a sort of mask in my hands. the type zorro would wear. i look at

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-813391422002-09-08T20:08:00.000-07:002002-09-09T09:38:28.000-07:00

i remember bits and peices of my dream last night. the coolest part was that i saw all these girls (including some ones at the elementary school i work at) and they were dancing in the shallows of a big lake or ocean. they called it sea spinning, and they wanted me to join them. we spun around in circles in the water, and our hands made the spray fly up. everyone in the city came to watch

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-813146262002-09-08T07:54:00.000-07:002002-09-08T07:54:57.793-07:00

Some of my dreams are very repetitive. Maybe I just don't remember other parts, but it seems to me that it's the same scene over and over again. Last night I dreamed about a certain person that has been on my mind lately. I was at a cafe-like place that's on his school campus with a couple of his friends. Actually I was outside the cafe, and he was inside. And now it all seems so vague but I

bearnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-812827792002-09-07T10:26:00.000-07:002002-09-07T10:26:01.046-07:00

i was on an airplane. i wasnt a passenger, nor was i a pilot, but i could switch around the view which i saw, if that makes sense. anyway, im looking out the window beside me, and then in front of me. all of a sudden, we burst through clouds, and dive at a shallow angle into the water below. and so, once again, i have died in a dream. i think that makes this my fourth.

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-812212802002-09-05T21:10:00.000-07:002002-09-05T21:11:38.000-07:00

last night i dreamed that ***this post is edited for content***

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-811592922002-09-04T15:17:00.000-07:002002-09-04T15:17:38.703-07:00

when i was little i used to dream that i was on a multi-tiered chess board... and there were these ghosts, you know, all pac-man like. they chased me around until i'd fall into these chutes that'd deposit me onto another tier. eventually, the world went dark... on the chess set, nothing would move.

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-811563802002-09-04T14:06:00.000-07:002002-09-04T14:06:55.036-07:00

i had a very upsetting dream in which my car was stolen. i was in a city between san diego and san clemente, with ben and stanley. i had tons of stuff in my car cause i was moving still. and it was all stuff like photographs with my grandparents who've died, and other really personally valuable things. i used stanley's cell phone to call the police. it was squishy and folded up. when i

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-810959432002-09-03T09:47:00.000-07:002002-09-03T09:47:17.143-07:00

so... i went to rent some videos. and i got two of them, the titles of which i cant remember. when i get home, my parents point out that the folks at the video store charged me for eight videos. i went back, and my manager from work refunded my money.

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-810672362002-09-02T18:32:00.000-07:002002-09-02T18:32:02.396-07:00

i was in some suburbs on a hill. At a cast party for Fiddler on the roof. We were all chillin like villians when the whole house started to shake violently. noone could move a mussle, we knew it wasnt an earthquake cause it came on slowly and then faded away. we went outside to see a HUMONGUS balck alien spaceship. kinda like the big ones in ID4 only a little bigger and flatter. We realised that

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i stop and think about what daygo is... then realize. today i was going into eltorito with my folks. i ask them, "where did we have goat cheese?" my dad responds that we had some sort of cheese at the state fair... but then i realize i dreamt about goat cheese last night. dont go to bed. i may dream about goat cheese again.

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-809333482002-08-30T14:24:00.000-07:002002-08-30T14:24:45.980-07:00

I was walking around Hillcrest, which is in San Diego, for all of you non-daygo's out there... with my parents and my grandparents. I walked into the back of a bookstore and got pulled into some kind of radio show which was for "authors, poets, and goths." (I'm not making this up) After I talked with the host on the air for a while, I walked around the shop and there was this band (all

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-808992272002-08-29T19:47:00.000-07:002002-08-29T19:47:36.036-07:00

in ben's dreams, purple cows mate with his socks, creating a cow you can wear on your feet and socks that produce milk.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-808458832002-08-28T16:44:00.000-07:002002-08-28T16:44:25.883-07:00

in last night's dream, i went to steve and joe's house. in the living room, there were two beds. they were metal framed loft beds with benches attached below the matress. they also were collapsable, and folded down to a ridiculously small size. (and they were from ikea) i asked the guy who owned them if i could have one. he said i could, and i left without saying hi to joe or steve.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-807801862002-08-27T08:59:00.000-07:002002-08-27T08:59:44.243-07:00

the dream was pretty long, but the part i remember most was my english teacher having us test computer desks and bookshelves for sturdyness by knocking them over. some of them bounced off the ground and then stood up again.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-807786902002-08-27T08:21:00.000-07:002002-08-27T15:02:09.000-07:00

i was standing in this group of four people. at our feet was a tub filled with oversize multicolored foam balls. somebody was holding a gigantic gel ink pen refill. i really wanted to play baseball.

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-807343442002-08-26T09:51:00.000-07:002002-08-26T09:51:24.150-07:00

i was in some european country... i wanted my friends to fly over too, so we could take a road trip to the neighboring country. (was it hungary?) i was trying to work out all the details, like where we would stay. it was 88 miles to the next city, and i was already really tired, but i didnt want to stay where i was. some semi-creepy guy was helping me use the yellow pages, and we couldnt get

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-807315272002-08-26T08:39:00.000-07:002002-08-26T08:39:00.346-07:00

yish. last night i had a dream. the first in a while. i woke up, and looked at the floor. it wasnt the floor of my room here at home, though. it was covered in socks. some were white, but the majority looked like one of my favorite sweatshirts had mated with itself and produced offspring in sock form. they were green with black bands. i looked around, and thought it would be a really great

mvnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-806648812002-08-24T13:52:00.000-07:002002-08-24T13:54:32.000-07:00

i don't exactly remember what happened because it was mostly images floating through my head... but last night, it seems i dreamt about a pond monster that i kept as a pet. i tried to teach him how to type... but it was difficult because his flippers were wet and big. i think that'll be the last time i have kennel corn at 3:30 in the morning.

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-806600652002-08-24T11:00:00.000-07:002002-08-24T11:00:29.810-07:00

the first parts of my dream are a little fuzzy, but i know i was getting all excited because my entire outfit is made of fabric that has gold shimmery metalic threads running through it. and i am wearing boxers as underwear. two pairs, actually. i'm in paris, and ben comes by. its night and we go on a walk. we pass a forest-y spot, and i can see the shadowed figure of a woman and some object

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-806332292002-08-23T15:53:00.000-07:002002-08-24T13:54:04.000-07:00

i had a dream in which i had found my cat in bad condition and it had a candle in it and when i went to remove it, the flame was inside the cat so i blew it out and then the cat was fine.

nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03407302259644814011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-805817492002-08-22T12:58:00.000-07:002002-08-22T13:27:33.000-07:00

this morning, sarah woke me up and I said something like "did everybody get the invitation?" I guess she didn't hear me, so I repeated myself... and then I realized what kind of nonsense I'd been spouting. I guess that, in my dream world, it seems that waking life is some kind of party, and I send out invitations to it sometimes. It'd make sense; I can recall several different dreams I've had

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-805402982002-08-21T15:03:00.000-07:002002-08-21T15:03:05.286-07:00

EEK! Having dreams about school aint so good. I was just looking at my schedual for next quarter when for the first time i noticed that I had double booked a time period. On monday I had a physics class at the same time as my Acting class. Oy that scared me pretty bad. I also remember that the physics class took up pretty much that entire day and was blocked in all yellow. Just for my sanity i

Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-805335192002-08-21T12:10:00.000-07:002002-08-21T12:10:26.776-07:00

Last night in my dream, i looked like the poufy-hair lady who I saw downtown a few days ago. It was night, and I was in this building... I think it was a portable classroom at the elementary school I'm working at, but it was all thrashed and old. I had to go home, but there was something very dangerous lurking around, and I was really freaked out. Someone finally picked me up in a big van, and

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-805310002002-08-21T11:06:00.000-07:002002-08-21T12:55:54.000-07:00

I had a dream i was a starpilot and the ship was a big ball of wrapped up plastic filament in the shape of a huge ball of yarn with me in the middle. And then i took off from the tree at school where i went to 3rd grade and went to a distant universe and then came home by ziplinning down the wire back to earth.... yeah and that is my crazy dream... well it was the dream i had when i was in 3rd

abehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10674711159699224429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-804949792002-08-20T15:35:00.000-07:002002-08-20T15:36:32.000-07:00

the birds pooped on my car in real life... i had a really short dream that my dad got mad because it messed up my paint. i also dreamed that i was hanging out with steve, and he had three brand new, fancy bikes that he had gotten free from where he worked. they were all white with neon splatter paint jobs, and i wanted to borrow one that had mainly neon orange splatters. but i dont know if he

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03167544221716631383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-804928442002-08-20T14:37:00.000-07:002002-08-20T14:37:39.053-07:00

and in my dream I walked through the forest of light, ate of the fruit of knowledge, and spat upon the memories of how the waking world had been. welcome, everyone. this is a place where our dreams are logged... for we know not whether we are the dreamers or the dreamt.

Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08074159599785663503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3714491.post-804925842002-08-20T14:30:00.000-07:002002-08-20T14:38:02.000-07:00

All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream --Edgar Allan Poe

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