No.100608[Reply]
In this thread we will talk about anything related to sleep, dreams, nighttime, etc
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>>3337Today's dream involved going outside at night and finding some qt goth chick who asks me to help walk her home. On the way, some beefy dude shows up and starts stabbing me. I stab him back worse. We both start running out of enough blood to continue stabbing, so I tell the girl now would be a good time to stop being useless. She then proceeds to kill him. Meanwhile I stay conscious long enough to get dragged into her house to be patched up. Win?
No.100960
Today, dreamt I was in my hometown city. Not a single nigger or spic or sodomite in sight, everything was White and clean. My one sibling was giving me a ride to go pick up my car from an autohaus, but I let him drop me off a few blocks away so I could walk and get a little exercise. On the way, I ran into an oldtimer driving by giving away beer, which I took a can from. Walking away, I came across a long rowhome on a corner. The side facing the street had open cabinetry but it needed repairing, and repairing i did. While I repaired it, I found plates and cups and other dishware that I organized into the different cabinets. After everything was finished, I realized that everything was very exposed and anybody could come in to steal things out of the cabinets but then I also realized there were no subhuman NIGGERS around to do so. Then I wondered where all the dishware came from and pushed aside some of the cabinets to see there was an old porcelaine store forgotten behind them. As I went back to explore the place, there were stairs to the right. Some nosy neighbor came by and started telling me the history of the place, talking about "back in the day this used to be a nunnery" and as they say this and I'm halfway up the stairs I'm now a Catholic priest and everything's all done up all fancy like, and I'm there to talk to some noblewoman about having a crises of faith. As I'm listening to her talk, I'm thinking to myself that her issues are caused by the failures of the Church, and if it's the Church's fault then the Church needs to change, and as I start ruminating on what those changes should be I wake up.
No.102372
I dreamt I was undergoing some form of death. I was in an enclosure underground, several rooms but no doors out, and I was reliving memories and trying to hold onto them, remembering people I used to know and talking to people I used to know. But the more I tried to hoard, the more I tried talking to them to tell them how things mattered, the rooms seemed to keep shrinking until it was just one. In the end, I realised none of it was real, and a door opened up on the side and I walked into a light, then woke up.
No.103144
I dreamt I was a criminal that moved into an old-timey city full of h'White people, giant statues, beautiful architecture, and antique stores. For some reason I needed to pretend to be a bus driver to make it in, left the bus parked in the middle of the street and walked off, but then I realized I left something on there and had to walk back. Some old timer was on the bus with his wife, got into an argument with him, turns out he was also trying to hide from the cops and was pissed at me because he couldn't get away from the bus quickly enough before the police showed up to investigate why a bus was blocking traffic. Managed to talk out way out of there, and I went to explore the city, coming across what I thought was an antique store but all the sold was old video games. I specifically noticed Radiate Stories. But the whole building was busy, a lot of people there, all criminals. It was like a Venture Bros scene. They talked me into joining their origanization. It was so god damn comfy. Then I woke the fuck up AND I'M BACK IN THIS SHIT WORLD AGAIN.
No.103162
Interesting thread, but I just haven't been able to remember my dreams for awhile.
No.103191
Need to get on that young Wormwood grindset again so my dream recall can be enhanced heh
