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Um. I just woke up from a dream in which a wild jumping Orangutan was having sex with Playboy Girl in Hugh Hefner's mansion. What has been seen, cannot be unseen. I'll just blame Azzy. tongue

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Creetch, no way I believe that.  Even Vamps said "he's screwing with you."  lol

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^ Nope. I shit you not. lol

Here's the dream -

After sliding around on a giant green yard on a sled of sorts (made from a metal remnant from my broken down car), dodging obstacles here and there, increasing speed and slowing down the sled using telepathic will. I come to the side of a house, which at first is a combination of a friend's home and a mansion of sorts. I look into one of the windows, and suddenly the house becomes a definite, giant mansion, and I now have a bird-eye view inside. I'm like a levitating spectator. Anyway - There's a large swimming pool, only it's heated, so it's like a giant hot tub. Floating in it is Hugh Hefner, a pretty blond girlfriend, and a few others. There seems to be a party going on, because there are loud voices emanating from the upstairs rooms. Hugh seems to be at peace. Then, at the top of a staircase that leads down to the platform before the giant hot tub, I see a figure dancing in the shadows. At first I see eyes, and then, to my horror, I see a dangling, swinging monkey balls...thus revealed, an orangutan is jumping, leaping, running down the stairs. The implication to me in the dream was that he just got laid by one of the pretty Playboy blondes. The Orangatan screeched a few times, and then a bunch of stuff happened while I was looking for some food in the kitchen, which didn't at all make any sense.

I don't know what's wrong with my mind. *shug*

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Vampy and I agree that you are not lying.  We also agree that you should lay off the peyote for a while lol .
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^^ lol

No peyote for me, but I have had a number of very vivid and strange dreams the last couple of days. Staying up late and sleeping at odd hours does that to me. Which I don't mind, just as long as I get my 7, 8, or preferably 9 hours in. tongue

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Heh, the last time I got more than 6 hours sleep was after HFest.  I just don't sleep much unless I burn myself out.  At least I get first crack at the WSJ.

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^ Nice. I'd like to be able to do that, but if I don't get my hours in, I just get downright crabby. Otherwise, I'd spend a lot more hours doing the stuff I want to do. Too often I get involved with something intriguing (like reading up on a subject, or learning something new), but just get too tired and squinty-eyed to carry on. So I end up having to roll my eyes in inconvenience, shut down my stuff, and get some sleep.

But I do love my sleep.

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How the H3LL could Hefner NOT be at peace??? I'd be with all these almost naked girls around me in a hot tub I can tell you. I would even care about that Orang-Outan.

But oh man monkey no, Peyote is FAR WORST than that really, well maybe not worst but much more Psycho H3LL definitely.

Woke up 6 days later in the desert in Mexico. Thought I've been out for a few hours... Now THAT is Peyote. lol

But The Creature, I'm having weird ones since I got out of that depressive state in 2004. NEVER had these previously. Guess the better I get mentaly the more insane I get in my head. Crazy how that works.

Like last time I slept, the 1-2 hours yesterday, I posted a pict of a nice looking Succubus in the Random place but I watched a Sunny Leone Porn so the Succubus was her. Gotta say that they're looking alike a lot. Down underground in a riiped off, destroyed and trashed tunnel with Gargoyles like Demons coming out from the cracks in the walls and tranforming to blue balls that were jumping all around. Then a HUGE cave full of Hot Wheels floating all around and an inverted cross/pentacle bed. Where we did what happens with me and an Evil Demonic Succubus. After, a amazingly HUMONGOUS Black Cigarette lighten up because of all the surrounding fire that appeared exactly at the Orgasm time so Sunny Succubus and me were passing it to each other. And I woke up.

NOW THAT is weird. lol

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Ok that was insanely fun.

A shopping mall. FULL of peeps in it. In which I appeared no idea how or why. BUT I WAS A FREAKING ZOMBIE!!! And damn I looked great, kinda like a Demonic Gargoyle Zombified, very, very, very nice. big_smile
So it looked like I was the boss of all of them because the orders I was giving them were respected. The gang attacked everybody and killed most of them aside Alexis Texas, don't ask me what a Porn star was doing there, I have no idea. lol

So yeah, I grabbed her and put her on my back and went outside to hop in my insanely mad looking Camaro '69 and the freaking thing starts flying. Finally, me, Alexis and 3 others Zombies finished our flight on Venus.

Damn weird.

Something is wrong with me no doubt possible. Hahahaha

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I recently had a dream that Asians were trying to take over the entire planet.



An old childhood friend of mine led me to this light blue, single story house so I went in. There was all kinds of junk everywhere, but after searching the whole house, I realized the owner wasn't home. I went into the living room and saw a huge HD tv that had tons of cables coming out of the back of it. Since the cables were stretched out precariously, I accidentally tripped over one, and it broke in half.

I heard a dripping sound and was baffled to see this opaque yellow liquid leaking out of the cord. I thought, "Okay...wtf..." and left the house.

I then appeared in this multi story building with a bunch of Asian guys, and they all seemed to be in a foul mood. One of them handed me a red lollipop which had a small object the size of a grain of rice embedded in it and ordered me to lick it. Not wanting to offend them, I did, but then I began to feel dizzy and lightheaded. A different guy then commanded me to lick an orange lollipop, which also had a small object in it.

Since I realized something sinister was afoot, I snuck out of the room, left the building and ran back to the light blue house. Someone had been there recently, as I noticed a large glass of the yellow stuff on the floor that hadn't been there before. I also realized that all the cables in the house were now dripping that stuff. Somehow, I figured out that Asians were trying to take over the world and kill off every other race, and they were using poisoned lollipops and that yellow stuff to do it.

I ran out of the house, but the owner, an Asian guy wearing a Polo shirt, began chasing me. "Foolish white girl! You can run from me, but you can't escape your death! The poison is already inside you! Soon the whole world will be Asian!" he shouted after me.

I then dropped to my knees, sobbing.

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Mwahahaha Damn we truely dream weird stuff most of the time it's insane.

But doesn't the asians ALREADY own the world??? lol

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Not me, but Vampy; I was watching Cube after she fell asleep last night, and she kept telling me the numbers would wrong, and go left and look for red (or random direction and color) each time they were looking at a new room.  (and no, wasn't even close, lol )

Those who have watched Cube will get the idea of what she was trying to do.

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Hahahaha Man, she's funny!!! big_smile

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I know I had plenty of strange dreams after falling asleep to Being John Malkovich (1999) the other night. I can't remember them now, however...as typical.

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Made 2 extremely mad ones last night.

First I was fighting my friends with a chainsaw and eating all the pieces out. Think I ate like a thousand of them guys. Strangely, all of them were my 3 best friends, clones like I guess. Weird.

The other one was much more rad. I was a Viking riding a Black horse and destroying an army of opponents with an Haleberd Axe. I also had on of these big balls with spikes tied to a chain Morning Star I think it's called. Man I was a true riot and don't remember how many I killed.

I got stabbed by an arrow which made me wake up. lol

Yeah, I was very violent last night. Strange I dream about so much violence because I'm an extremely peaceful dude in real life. Ah well...

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Had a pretty good one right now I was in the Middle East and my hands were being tied from the back and I was being blind folded. Oh no will mike do stay toon to that same bat channel.........alright sorry so we're driven through the desert then come to a stop at a mountain. They start walking through these underground tunnels until will reach this chamber full of aliens. Pretty cool seams like enough dudes they seamed as interested in me as I was in them. Glad I went with the flow in my dream.

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Hahahaha Aliens are cool dudes. big_smile

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I had this one years ago. A bit of background on how I can remember it in such vivid detail: I used to have recurring nightmares where my jaw would clench up so hard that my teeth would break and fall out. Usually during this I would also puke up glass and blood into my mouth. So I learned lucid dreaming techniques, one of which is to write down every dream you have the moment you wake up (it helps you to remember them better in general). I did this for the one I am about to tell you.

In my dream I was sitting in my bedroom with three of my friends. We were just hanging out and talking, nothing special, pretty average thing for us to do. We were joking and laughing with each other and everything seemed okay. Then things took a hard left turn...
The air suddenly felt heavier and I had a deep pervasive sense of danger. My hair (which was long at the time) kept being pushed into my eyes by an unseen force and I was getting more and more anxious. My friends were laughing about it "You're tripping out." they said. The lights suddenly went off and I struggled to make my way over to the light switch. It no longer worked. I expressed the fear I was feeling and again my friends just attributed it to me tripping out. I sat on my bed to try and get my bearings when my comforter came alive and enveloped me. I couldn't see, or move, very easily and I struggled to get out for what felt like an hour. When I finally did, things had drastically changed. The color had been sucked out of everything. It was all in shades of grey. The walls, breathing and wheezing, sucked in and out and seemed to be made of something that looked like skin. The skin cracked and peeled in thin semi-transparent wisps and bled in places. I remember how black the blood was. The air was so dark and heavy and I had a very hard time moving as I tried to step onto the floor. I looked down and it was gone. It was just blackness, which I stepped down onto in my bare feet. My feet disappeared into the shadows up to my ankles and when they touched the unseen surface it felt like it was wriggling and writhing. As if I were standing on a bed of maggots or worms. I forced myself to stand and found I was being pulled and pushed by invisible currents in the air towards the walls and had to almost crawl along them until I made it to my bedroom door and into the hallway which looked the same atmospherically as my bedroom. I stepped into the hall and heard a giggle behind me, like the one a little girl would make, and turned around. There was this huge creature, bent over from being too tall for the ceiling height, staring right at me. It looked like a human skeleton, with long ape-like arms and grey, peeling skin stretched over it; similar to the walls. The skin peeled off in strands and wisps which made it look like a sort of shroud. It had long, white hair and horns on it's forehead, with a long, gaping jaw full of thin sharp teeth. The worst part was the eyes, or lack of them. They were just empty sockets that seemed to suck the color out of the room even further like a vacuum. I remember saying something along the lines of "Holy shit!" as it swung it's long, clawed arm at me and I ducked. I turned around to run down the stairs but when I reached the top and looked back over my shoulder it had disappeared. I continued down the stairs and noticed, sitting at the bottom, a large toad about the size of a turned over trash can. It was also grey, with quivering flabby flesh, covered in boils and craters. It had a human face, with empty eye sockets and a wide drooling mouth. It noticed me looking at it and started laughing. It sounded like gurgling and choking. Like someone laughing through thick slime. I was disgusted and started stomping on it. It hissed and gooshed out black slime as I did it and eventually stopped moving, and sort of melted out of sight. I started towards the living room but for some reason felt compelled to go into the kitchen. I did and started towards the basement stairs on the other side. I heard a giggle again and turned around to see the thing from the upstairs hall coming through the door I had just come through towards me. I booked it down into the basement. All of a sudden everything was normal again. The color had returned to the room and my friends were sitting on the couch that we had down there. "What's the matter?" they asked and I sighed and said things were so weird just a second ago. They laughed and said "You're tripping buddy." I felt relieved and walked towards them but after a few steps the lights went out and everything went black. After a moment the room faded back into view and the grey, dark world had returned. My friends were dead on the couch, torn to hell and bleeding all over the place. It looked like a wolf had gotten loose and had just came into the room and ripped them to shreds and I screamed, but not before I looked down and saw that I was covered in blood and holding a large kitchen knife. I threw it away and went back up the stairs. The air current was pulling me back towards the basement and I struggled each step I took,  I had to get out of the house. I fought and fought through the dark, which seemed to only get darker until I saw the front door, illuminated by an old style black street light about my height. The yellow light that came from it lit the door out and I pushed my way towards it, turning around to see several of the skeletal peel creatures coming towards me from behind slowly. I tried to open the door, but it kept being pulled back shut until finally I used my body as a wedge to keep it open. The screen door wouldn't budge though as much as I pulled. I finally grabbed the street light from the floor and used it to smash out the glass and escape outside. As soon as I did the door slammed shut behind me. SLAM. I sat down, exhausted on the front step. Looking around I saw that the house seemed to be floating in more, unending darkness. As if in space. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, my hands shaking. That's when I saw him. A man in the distance, coming towards me. He was tall, with slicked back black hair and pale skin. Clean shaved face and a black three piece suit. It looked expensive. The color and life of the world around him seemed to suck inwards into his aura. He finally got within speaking distance and stood on the step with me, my cigarette burned to the filter gradually the closer he came until I looked down at it and it was just a nub between my fingers. He smiled at me and it sent a shiver up my spine before pulling out a shining, silver cigarette case. He opened it and handed me a long, black cigarette, even lighting it for me and we just were there together for a little while. Me sitting, him standing. I finally eased up enough to talk. "Are you who I think you are?" I asked. He smiled again. He was who I thought he was apparently. He was Satan himself. I felt awed to be sitting there with the devil, smoking one of his cigarettes and decided to ask him something worthwhile. When people claim to see God, they always ask him the meaning of life so I figured that would be an appropriate and interesting question to ask the opposite. He looked at me for a minute, and with a calm voice that seemed to shake the world he answered. "Life is pain. Everything you learn, everything you are, everything you become, you become through pain and suffering." Then he turned and motioned his hand in a wave towards where the street used to be and it suddenly reappeared. It was different from the street I grew up on though. The sky was a deep red and there was the distant sound of an air raid siren going off every few seconds. The houses were burning and there were officers of the SS gathered on the the street, pulling people out of their houses and executing them with a shot to the head on the lawns. As this happened the scene slowly faded into a green color and I realized that I was staring at my bedroom wall. I was awake now. It was a dream.

That was the weirdest dream I've ever had, and I remember it in perfect detail because I wrote every last bit of it down when I woke up. That and the overwhelming anxiety and nausea I felt for at least an hour after waking up.

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Woah crazy you could remember that much details. But good idea to write it down just when you woke up. Should do that too.

But yes, very weird one it is.

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Man that was insanely weird.

Dreamed I had eyes growing all over my body.
What??? Yeah totally NUTS.
The cool thing is that I could see all over the place at the same time. H3LL my brain is fucked up really. lol

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I had this dream early this mourning me and brother are in the kitchen eating and this kid knocked at our door. I open it and for some reason he comes in. The weird part is I let him in. I can't remember what the conversation was about but I remember him trying to get me to go somewhere. I didn't want to go so I asked him to leave so he did but then he returned. Again he tries to get me to go but I don't want to so I tell him no but my brother tells me I should just go with him so I did. The kid seamed nice enough. We're walking down the street we live across a school when I notice a long line going into the school of kids who do not look happy to be going in. Yeah I know duh but trust me this was different they had a defeated look in their faces. The kid I was walking with ask me do you want to go see where there going which I replied HELL NO. I was like you're a weird kid I don't trust you don't ever come near me again. When I said that to the kid he disappeared. I started to walk back home when I notice a thick layer of fog. Stupid brother I knew I shouldn't of followed the kid. Thankfully I made it home. End of part one to my dream.

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Part 2 of dream : As I walk into my home I fine my brother is gone. I notice I start to see visions of the past. I know it's the past because the apartment furniture look older but new if that makes sense. Either way the visions I saw where of a guy hitting his wife. Each time I walked into a different room I saw more of the story until I reach the bathroom. The man is drowning his daughter. His wife is in the room dead shot to the head. Their son is hiding underneath the bed. After the man finishes drowning his daughter he shoots himself in the head. Kid eventually comes out of his hiding spot. Not sure what he was thinking at that moment because the kid got some gasoline and pored it all over himself then laid on the bed and set himself on fire.

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Nice Horror movie script this is. Get to writing man. lol

Another weird one for me, I was doing quarter mile's drag races on a tire tube with an engine. Craziest is that I won all of them and I finished the dream in bed with one of these hotties in bikini at the podium. Mwahahaha man, I'm NUTS!!!

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I'm trying to write a book with shorts. Most of the stories are inspired by dreams I've had. Is there a story thread ? One where we can submit our stories. I would love some feedback. Who better then the people on this site.

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Well there's the Screenwriting Thread over here: http://www.horror-movies.ca/Forum/viewtopic.php?id=7493

Not really a story thread per say but still...

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