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I Had the Strangest Dream Last Night...


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Wait, Kid_Cortet, are you a homosexual? Cause that would explain a lot.

I had another school shooting dream, only I knew the people, and it wasnt just shooting within the school. These two, my friend and his girl friend are furries and mates (which the terminology in itself is just downright effed up). The guy wanted to be a gentecist, so you can infer what might happen. Megan, my friend from the last one, and Spencer, my best friend, and I were having lunch together at school. It was normal as time passed on. Then there was an explosion that destroyed a lunch table and another that flipped a table near us, we didnt run, we ducked, because across the cafeteria from us were a group of people we knew were furries armed with guns, grenades, swords, knives and knock out gas. They tossed in the knock out gas. I was the first to figure it out and got everyone down, covering our faces with cloth to inhibit the effect. Guns going off, people screaming, the power being cut, we then ran forĀ  a safe corner of the school we knew we could hide in until it was over, because they locked the doors (again). We waited for about an hour. The 911 operator who was talking to me said even SWAT teams were being pushed back. Its like the furries, the most prejudiced stereotype at our school were waging war against humanity. So, bravely, we went back in sneaking in the ceiling ducts to find out what they were doing. I had to help Megan stay concious because blood makes her queasy and or faint. They were doing experiments on people, turning them into anthros and altering their brain proteins to do what they say. It seemed to unreal, but the guy said he would do this which frightens me. We got out qnd tried to get as many other people as possible out. But they escaped too, leaving a body count of 575 people and 200 missing. They also tried to target me and my friends by burning down our houses. Unfortunately, they got part of Megan's. They were only targeting us, so my parents had the idea of send all three of us to one house. My grandparent's was choosen. We had to go anyway, because these guys were making a militia and actually starting to kill Army Troops. So, at my grandparents house we all stayed in the same room on the same big air matress. So watching the news from my laptop, it turns out they were also kidnapping people trying to find us and also turning them anthro. As you can imagine, more of my friends came to us for shelter knowing we were already hidden. (god, this is long). It got up to 8 people. Good thing my aunt lived next door or there would be no room.

That ended and the next day was part two.

Apperently the militia grew into a civil war. We got relocated to a relatives house in Colorado. So much for warm weather. In the night we lit the fire place and huddle together. Megan and I would always sleep together, very close and bundeled up. I remember she always said she felt my warmth pouring into her whenever we touched (I never get cold). It was durring this time she felt doom and even guilt for not showing them more compassion, because she is one of the nicest people but hardly talked to them (when we still had school). She thought that might have prevented it. It tooka while for me to get her back up on her feet and happy again, explaining it wasnt her fault. Soon afterward, the militia was defeated and we returned home to some really messed up images. Dead bodies chained like dogs to trees and houses, breeding houses where thats just about all they did, several death row facilities and the carnage of blood graffiti and vadalism mixed with bodies. Megan had to keep her eyes closed as we viewed from a chopper, all of us. The state of Virginia was in a state of apocolypse. This was probably the worst food enduced dream I had.

The most frightening part was this. On my front door I saw written in blood, "Jeremy and Megan, the spawns of humanity, must DIE." (Jeremy is my first name.) I even saw campaign tapes of how if I lived, furry kind would die out. Extreme, yes. Some friends of mine are furries. This guy took it to the edge. And to think we were best friends for a time...

I swear to god, I felt like John Conor. Too many Terminator films.

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Wait, Kid_Cortet, are you a homosexual? Cause that would explain a lot.

He is, I thought you would know by now, but whatever.
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I wasnt paying attention. But oh well. Thats his choice and I have every to say go for it.

But I can also say my dreams these days are effed up.

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for some reason ive ceased dreaming for a while...i dont know why...

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So no comment on that long crazy a** dream I had? I swear, Im going crazy!

you are probably stressed or your dreams were almost like mine; Movie oriented. its different for everyone.
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It might just really be stress. Somewhere you might also be having an internal conflict. Most dreams relate to your subconscious on a level, that or you have been watching to many terminator films like you said.

for example, I have been watching alot of Star Trek Voyager. Low and behold I'm having Star Trek type dreams

and Tiberius your not going crazy. Dreams are a way for your subconscious to work things out

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Really? Cause I thought the slaughter houses I mentioned would make someone puke.

There was also a variation where Megan and I were captured and set to be publically executed. Shot to death. Megan had to watch as I was first. I saw tears streaming down her cheeks, and that one sight pissed me off. I struggled enough to get free and steal the gun away, killing the executors and running away with Megan and others we freed.

Instead of meeting with the others, we wandered the mountains (just us two) until we got to a house and stayed until we got help. Lets just say it got a little cozy in that one.

This was the same night as the second part, but its when the bad chili wore off.

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I see, yeah. Most likely from stories or movies. somehow all intertwine to your love for Megan, and your brain plays these scenarios.

Stuff you hear in school, books, you name it You mind draws from these subconsciously

Food induced Dreams? You wouldn't by change drink orange juice or milk or eat cheese before bed? (odd question i know)

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not strange/.....but awesome...

I met someone....that I have wanted to meet for a looooooooooong time

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Okay, so I avoided eating right before sleep. My mind came up withan interesting dream last night.

As you may know, I like a girl named Megan. Wouldnt be surrising that I had a dream of a possible future. I had my masters degree in engineering, was a captain in the air force with my own F-22 Raptor squadron, and designed the first air/space jet. I was 35 with a family of six: Myself, Megan, two sons and two daughters. I had already served two duty tours in the Air Force. I waspartof Lockheed Martin and garunteed a spot in NASA, but I declined to stay with family.

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So last night I had a dream about two people I have talked to.

Interesting thing is that I have never met them.

We went and hung out for the day, as If we were best friends. It was rather enjoyable. Considering that I have never met these two, though I talk to them every now and then. some more then others...

Then the night before, I had a dream about one of those friends. I can't remember much, but I seem to be dreaming about people later

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Last night, I had three seperate dreams about my worst memories (or it could have been fears) in school.....

One about a teacher that gave me hell, another about getting some paper done by a due date (which is weird, cause i was always an early bird when it came to finishing projects), and then another where I failed some exam...

Idk, maybe I'm freaking out about stuff....(and yet I can't draw any parallels)

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Last night I dreamed that I was being chased through the woods at night by a hunter with a sniper rifle. I tried to take cover and hide, then I realized I was being chased by a statistic (a black shapeless being made up of decaying flesh) with a limb in the shape of a sniper rifle. All I had with me was a wooden katana.

I kept on running until I woke up. My legs felt exhausted afterwards.

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Last night I dreamed that I was being chased through the woods at night by a hunter with a sniper rifle. I tried to take cover and hide, then I realized I was being chased by a statistic (a black shapeless being made up of decaying flesh) with a limb in the shape of a sniper rifle. All I had with me was a wooden katana.

I kept on running until I woke up. My legs felt exhausted afterwards.

whoa! nice new picture man!
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whoa! nice new picture man!

Thanks. And this is where I first heard of a creature called a statistic. Its a little creepy:

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Whoa! what is that video about? It looks awesome! And great new avatar Dublin! Believe it!

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Well, I was right when I said that video would screw up my subconscious. The scenario was similar. Hell, I even took a hit to the stomach like that and lived (probably cause it wasn't a 7 inch diameter hole. more like 1 inch).

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Well, I was right when I said that video would screw up my subconscious. The scenario was similar. Hell, I even took a hit to the stomach like that and lived (probably cause it wasn't a 7 inch diameter hole. more like 1 inch).

I'm guessing it wasn't by a statistic either?

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I had a fairly strange dream the other night:

I was in this big concrete building. It was like some unfinished movie set as it had almost nothing in it and looked unfinished. I was in this one office space and a bunch of other people were in the building as well. Outside the building there was a raptors nest oddly enough and someone stole a egg from it. SO two big raptors ran into the building and started killing all the people inside. When the big female one got to me, it stopped before attacking and it died for some reason. It was then I noticed I was controlling the area. It was as if I could sense and control everything down to the tiniest blade of grass, but it still felt like a dream and you don't actually have full control over those.

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I haven't dreamed lately, or I probably have but I can see them.

The wierd thing for me, is that I can't dream unless I know I'm sleeping.Ā  :? And I can't figure out I'm sleeping if I only get 6 hours every night...

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I haven't dreamed lately, or I probably have but I can see them.

The wierd thing for me, is that I can't dream unless I know I'm sleeping.Ā  :? And I can't figure out I'm sleeping if I only get 6 hours every night...

One of the reasons my dream was so weird is because I only have dreams like 5 times each year. Otherwise it's just a blank sleep.
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I know that feeling. Maybe I should try eating chinese food before I sleep tonight, lo mein usually does weird things to me.

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