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Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
Numbers
()
Date: July 18, 2010 03:00PM
Vince posted earlier about his worst nightmare (ideologically I assume) and I thought we should share some of our own.
Before I was a born again atheist, I used to have nightmares of what hell would be like. Many people have different interpretations of what hell would be and mine was always based on fear and pain. Not in a biblical, fire and brimstone kinda way, but much more personalized. Later on I ended up writing one of them down and turned it into a full story/book.
Nowadays, I rarely have nightmares and even when I do, they aren't nearly as bad as they were when I was a young'n.
Before I was a born again atheist, I used to have nightmares of what hell would be like. Many people have different interpretations of what hell would be and mine was always based on fear and pain. Not in a biblical, fire and brimstone kinda way, but much more personalized. Later on I ended up writing one of them down and turned it into a full story/book.
Nowadays, I rarely have nightmares and even when I do, they aren't nearly as bad as they were when I was a young'n.
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
eesh
()
Date: July 18, 2010 03:13PM
My worst nightmare is to make up when I'm middle aged and be stuck in some mediocre life; dead-end job, fat wife, stupid kids, etc.
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
Wish i had wings
()
Date: July 18, 2010 03:15PM
I've had this dream more than once.
I'm in a very tall building that is falling down.
I don't know if that's a 9/11 dream, but it's very scary.
I'm in a very tall building that is falling down.
I don't know if that's a 9/11 dream, but it's very scary.
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
I'm with ya
()
Date: July 18, 2010 03:22PM
eesh Wrote:
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> My worst nightmare is to make up when I'm middle
> aged and be stuck in some mediocre life; dead-end
> job, fat wife, stupid kids, etc.
LOL
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> My worst nightmare is to make up when I'm middle
> aged and be stuck in some mediocre life; dead-end
> job, fat wife, stupid kids, etc.
LOL
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
Vince(1)
()
Date: July 18, 2010 03:35PM
eesh Wrote:
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> My worst nightmare is to make up when I'm middle
> aged and be stuck in some mediocre life; dead-end
> job, fat wife, stupid kids, etc.
It can be a lot worse then that..you can have a wife and family that feels the same way about you.
Registered Voter...a Big talking coward..big man on FFXU...little man in life.
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 07/18/2010 03:35PM by Vince(1).
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> My worst nightmare is to make up when I'm middle
> aged and be stuck in some mediocre life; dead-end
> job, fat wife, stupid kids, etc.
It can be a lot worse then that..you can have a wife and family that feels the same way about you.
Registered Voter...a Big talking coward..big man on FFXU...little man in life.
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 07/18/2010 03:35PM by Vince(1).
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
Oh yes
()
Date: July 18, 2010 03:37PM
Touche!
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
TheMeeper
()
Date: July 18, 2010 04:15PM
I have a friend who's all into "dream analysis" pseudoscience. I'm not prone to nightmares, but occasionally I'll have a very vivid or recurring one. A few times after waking up, I've immediately written down details from the troublesome dream and sent it to her. Her analyses are sometimes a little spooky. Anyway, here's one I wrote down last spring after waking up in a complete panic.
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I’m several stories up in a building, some hotel lobby in Las Vegas. Looking
out the window, I’m confused because it doesn’t look at all like the city of Las
Vegas. The sky is excessively smoky, making the sun look weird. I am surprised
and thinking how strange it is that my parents suddenly showed up here unexpectedly.
I realize that I’ve been unable to sleep and I feel mentally exhausted. For some
reason I really need to check my email, it’s something very important. But when I
click on the email app, my iphone rings, and it’s a telemarketer. I hang up, and
attempt to check email again, but the iphone rings again and it’s the telemarketer.
Frustrated, I keep trying to check email, but they keep calling me. It’s as if they
know exactly what I am doing and are purposely disrupting me. Every time I try to
use my phone, they call. Every time.
I’m sort of in an argument with Mom. I'm not pleased how they showed up here without
telling me, and they're indecisive about what they want to do while they're here. And now
because of my insomnia, I can’t remember what happened to my luggage.
I sit my parents down at a restaurant, and am preoccupied with my phone, because now
every time I touch it, the telemarketer people call. Not knowing what happened to my
bags, I keep returning to the room to look for them [time and space are distorted, so
I really just have to turn around and I’m at the room]. I’m starting to get freaked
out at the prospect of not having my luggage, and am starting to panic because I
really need to check my email but the telemarketers keep calling and disrupting my phone.
My parents want me to take them to some casino I never heard of. My mom really wants to
go there, something about the basement and some nautical term [I can’t remember].
I don’t know where this place is, and I can’t look it up on my phone because the
telemarketer people keep calling every time I touch it. We walk thru the giant hotel
lobby. My mind is so tired, I’m distraught about my luggage, I’m beginning to feel like
my whole trip might be ruined, and I can’t figure out why Mom and Dad want to go to a
place I never heard of. And my phone keeps ringing and ringing and ringing…
================================================================
After that I woke up in a panic, heart pounding, with a great feeling of dread & sadness, like something really bad was about to happen. It was all very vivid and it actually bothered me for a few hours. My friend had a field day with it.
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I’m several stories up in a building, some hotel lobby in Las Vegas. Looking
out the window, I’m confused because it doesn’t look at all like the city of Las
Vegas. The sky is excessively smoky, making the sun look weird. I am surprised
and thinking how strange it is that my parents suddenly showed up here unexpectedly.
I realize that I’ve been unable to sleep and I feel mentally exhausted. For some
reason I really need to check my email, it’s something very important. But when I
click on the email app, my iphone rings, and it’s a telemarketer. I hang up, and
attempt to check email again, but the iphone rings again and it’s the telemarketer.
Frustrated, I keep trying to check email, but they keep calling me. It’s as if they
know exactly what I am doing and are purposely disrupting me. Every time I try to
use my phone, they call. Every time.
I’m sort of in an argument with Mom. I'm not pleased how they showed up here without
telling me, and they're indecisive about what they want to do while they're here. And now
because of my insomnia, I can’t remember what happened to my luggage.
I sit my parents down at a restaurant, and am preoccupied with my phone, because now
every time I touch it, the telemarketer people call. Not knowing what happened to my
bags, I keep returning to the room to look for them [time and space are distorted, so
I really just have to turn around and I’m at the room]. I’m starting to get freaked
out at the prospect of not having my luggage, and am starting to panic because I
really need to check my email but the telemarketers keep calling and disrupting my phone.
My parents want me to take them to some casino I never heard of. My mom really wants to
go there, something about the basement and some nautical term [I can’t remember].
I don’t know where this place is, and I can’t look it up on my phone because the
telemarketer people keep calling every time I touch it. We walk thru the giant hotel
lobby. My mind is so tired, I’m distraught about my luggage, I’m beginning to feel like
my whole trip might be ruined, and I can’t figure out why Mom and Dad want to go to a
place I never heard of. And my phone keeps ringing and ringing and ringing…
================================================================
After that I woke up in a panic, heart pounding, with a great feeling of dread & sadness, like something really bad was about to happen. It was all very vivid and it actually bothered me for a few hours. My friend had a field day with it.
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
So??
()
Date: July 18, 2010 04:22PM
So?...What did she say? -your friend
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: July 19, 2010 01:47PM
I always have the one where my teeth are falling out. Either crumbling into dust, or just falling out of my head. What does it mean?
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
Lucifer
()
Date: July 19, 2010 02:01PM
Fuck all ya'll!
I AM your worst nightmare!
I AM your worst nightmare!
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
MrMephisto
()
Date: July 19, 2010 02:08PM
Mr. Misery Wrote:
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> I always have the one where my teeth are falling
> out. Either crumbling into dust, or just falling
> out of my head. What does it mean?
I have a recurring dream based around tooth loss, too.
It generally means fear of losing something important and permanent in your life.
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13 4826 0948 82695 25847. Yes.
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> I always have the one where my teeth are falling
> out. Either crumbling into dust, or just falling
> out of my head. What does it mean?
I have a recurring dream based around tooth loss, too.
It generally means fear of losing something important and permanent in your life.
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13 4826 0948 82695 25847. Yes.
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
mcsmack
()
Date: July 19, 2010 03:19PM
TheMeeper Wrote:
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> I have a friend who's all into "dream analysis"
> pseudoscience. I'm not prone to nightmares, but
> occasionally I'll have a very vivid or recurring
> one. A few times after waking up, I've
> immediately written down details from the
> troublesome dream and sent it to her. Her
> analyses are sometimes a little spooky. Anyway,
> here's one I wrote down last spring after waking
> up in a complete panic.
>
> ==================================================
> ==============
>
> I’m several stories up in a building, some hotel
> lobby in Las Vegas. Looking
> out the window, I’m confused because it doesn’t
> look at all like the city of Las
> Vegas. The sky is excessively smoky, making the
> sun look weird. I am surprised
> and thinking how strange it is that my parents
> suddenly showed up here unexpectedly.
> I realize that I’ve been unable to sleep and I
> feel mentally exhausted. For some
> reason I really need to check my email, it’s
> something very important. But when I
> click on the email app, my iphone rings, and it’s
> a telemarketer. I hang up, and
> attempt to check email again, but the iphone rings
> again and it’s the telemarketer.
> Frustrated, I keep trying to check email, but they
> keep calling me. It’s as if they
> know exactly what I am doing and are purposely
> disrupting me. Every time I try to
> use my phone, they call. Every time.
>
> I’m sort of in an argument with Mom. I'm not
> pleased how they showed up here without
> telling me, and they're indecisive about what they
> want to do while they're here. And now
> because of my insomnia, I can’t remember what
> happened to my luggage.
> I sit my parents down at a restaurant, and am
> preoccupied with my phone, because now
> every time I touch it, the telemarketer people
> call. Not knowing what happened to my
> bags, I keep returning to the room to look for
> them . I’m starting to get freaked
> out at the prospect of not having my luggage, and
> am starting to panic because I
> really need to check my email but the
> telemarketers keep calling and disrupting my
> phone.
>
> My parents want me to take them to some casino I
> never heard of. My mom really wants to
> go there, something about the basement and some
> nautical term .
> I don’t know where this place is, and I can’t look
> it up on my phone because the
> telemarketer people keep calling every time I
> touch it. We walk thru the giant hotel
> lobby. My mind is so tired, I’m distraught about
> my luggage, I’m beginning to feel like
> my whole trip might be ruined, and I can’t figure
> out why Mom and Dad want to go to a
> place I never heard of. And my phone keeps
> ringing and ringing and ringing…
>
> ==================================================
> ==============
>
> After that I woke up in a panic, heart pounding,
> with a great feeling of dread & sadness, like
> something really bad was about to happen. It was
> all very vivid and it actually bothered me for a
> few hours. My friend had a field day with it.
I can decipher it. Easy! You just want to get in your dream analyst's pants
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> I have a friend who's all into "dream analysis"
> pseudoscience. I'm not prone to nightmares, but
> occasionally I'll have a very vivid or recurring
> one. A few times after waking up, I've
> immediately written down details from the
> troublesome dream and sent it to her. Her
> analyses are sometimes a little spooky. Anyway,
> here's one I wrote down last spring after waking
> up in a complete panic.
>
> ==================================================
> ==============
>
> I’m several stories up in a building, some hotel
> lobby in Las Vegas. Looking
> out the window, I’m confused because it doesn’t
> look at all like the city of Las
> Vegas. The sky is excessively smoky, making the
> sun look weird. I am surprised
> and thinking how strange it is that my parents
> suddenly showed up here unexpectedly.
> I realize that I’ve been unable to sleep and I
> feel mentally exhausted. For some
> reason I really need to check my email, it’s
> something very important. But when I
> click on the email app, my iphone rings, and it’s
> a telemarketer. I hang up, and
> attempt to check email again, but the iphone rings
> again and it’s the telemarketer.
> Frustrated, I keep trying to check email, but they
> keep calling me. It’s as if they
> know exactly what I am doing and are purposely
> disrupting me. Every time I try to
> use my phone, they call. Every time.
>
> I’m sort of in an argument with Mom. I'm not
> pleased how they showed up here without
> telling me, and they're indecisive about what they
> want to do while they're here. And now
> because of my insomnia, I can’t remember what
> happened to my luggage.
> I sit my parents down at a restaurant, and am
> preoccupied with my phone, because now
> every time I touch it, the telemarketer people
> call. Not knowing what happened to my
> bags, I keep returning to the room to look for
> them . I’m starting to get freaked
> out at the prospect of not having my luggage, and
> am starting to panic because I
> really need to check my email but the
> telemarketers keep calling and disrupting my
> phone.
>
> My parents want me to take them to some casino I
> never heard of. My mom really wants to
> go there, something about the basement and some
> nautical term .
> I don’t know where this place is, and I can’t look
> it up on my phone because the
> telemarketer people keep calling every time I
> touch it. We walk thru the giant hotel
> lobby. My mind is so tired, I’m distraught about
> my luggage, I’m beginning to feel like
> my whole trip might be ruined, and I can’t figure
> out why Mom and Dad want to go to a
> place I never heard of. And my phone keeps
> ringing and ringing and ringing…
>
> ==================================================
> ==============
>
> After that I woke up in a panic, heart pounding,
> with a great feeling of dread & sadness, like
> something really bad was about to happen. It was
> all very vivid and it actually bothered me for a
> few hours. My friend had a field day with it.
I can decipher it. Easy! You just want to get in your dream analyst's pants
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: July 19, 2010 04:16PM
MrMephisto Wrote:
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> Mr. Misery Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > I always have the one where my teeth are
> falling
> > out. Either crumbling into dust, or just
> falling
> > out of my head. What does it mean?
>
> I have a recurring dream based around tooth loss,
> too.
>
> It generally means fear of losing something
> important and permanent in your life.
that's weird....I don't really have anything important in my life.
maybe I just need to see a dentist.
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> Mr. Misery Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > I always have the one where my teeth are
> falling
> > out. Either crumbling into dust, or just
> falling
> > out of my head. What does it mean?
>
> I have a recurring dream based around tooth loss,
> too.
>
> It generally means fear of losing something
> important and permanent in your life.
that's weird....I don't really have anything important in my life.
maybe I just need to see a dentist.
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
She DeviI
()
Date: July 19, 2010 09:41PM
one time i had this dream where i knew i was dreaming and then i woke up but then i realized i was still dreaming and it was a dream and then so on and so forth
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
TheMeeper
()
Date: July 19, 2010 09:54PM
mcsmack Wrote:
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>
> I can decipher it. Easy! You just want to get in
> your dream analyst's pants
A recently-divorced old friend a plane-ticket's distance away?
Are you trippin?
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>
> I can decipher it. Easy! You just want to get in
> your dream analyst's pants
A recently-divorced old friend a plane-ticket's distance away?
Are you trippin?
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
ThePackLeader
()
Date: July 19, 2010 10:08PM
I can't even remember my worst nightmare, except for one that I had as a kid, and which I subsequently wrote down in my 2nd Grade Journal. I had just watched Jason and the Argonauts, and I dreamt that some giant two-story tall Medusa was chasing us around on the blacktop. I ran inside to my school (Which has very high ceilings in the lobby), and the thing came crashing through the door-frame into the school as well. I then ran through the lower ceilinged hallway to the library, and went to hide. I hid behind a couch, and the Medusa came into the place looking for me. Another kid was with me behind the couch too, and the monster started to lift the couch up looking for us... That's when I finally woke up.
I know there were more details to the entire thing, but it's been a while since I wrote it down.
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"And if any women or children get their legs torn off, or faces caved in, well, it's tough shit for them." -2LT. Bert Stiles, 505th, 339th (On Berlin Bombardier Mission, 1944).
I know there were more details to the entire thing, but it's been a while since I wrote it down.
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"And if any women or children get their legs torn off, or faces caved in, well, it's tough shit for them." -2LT. Bert Stiles, 505th, 339th (On Berlin Bombardier Mission, 1944).
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
Gravis
()
Date: July 20, 2010 03:59PM
meeting vince. ZING! ;D
"the wisdom of the wise will perish, the intelligence of the intelligent will vanish."
"the wisdom of the wise will perish, the intelligence of the intelligent will vanish."
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
twisted bastard
()
Date: July 20, 2010 04:29PM
Gravis Wrote:
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> meeting vince. ZING! ;D
The feeling is mutual you fat-ass, living with Mommy...20 something yeard old!
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> meeting vince. ZING! ;D
The feeling is mutual you fat-ass, living with Mommy...20 something yeard old!
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
She DeviI
()
Date: July 20, 2010 04:31PM
Getting permabanned from FFU, no noseeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :((((((
-tear
-tear
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
Troll@AOL
()
Date: July 20, 2010 05:02PM
Well, they are not my worst nightmare, but yours instead, and they are, MY BALLS!
Stay thirsty my friends.
.
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"Why don't you LOSERS just pack your flower print DOUCHE BAGS
and get your stoopid @$$#$ THE FUCK OFF MY INTERNETZ!"
- 'philscamms' (the YT Watchdog) ; internet & YouTube® extraordinaire.
Stay thirsty my friends.
.
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"Why don't you LOSERS just pack your flower print DOUCHE BAGS
and get your stoopid @$$#$ THE FUCK OFF MY INTERNETZ!"
- 'philscamms' (the YT Watchdog) ; internet & YouTube® extraordinaire.
Re: Your Worst Nightmare
Posted by:
Mr. Misery
()
Date: July 20, 2010 07:40PM
twisted bastard Wrote:
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> Gravis Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > meeting vince. ZING! ;D
>
>
> The feeling is mutual you fat-ass, living with
> Mommy...20 something yeard old!
more and more 20-somethings are living at home these days. It doesn't help that we live in one of the more expensive suburbs in the country. I think the living at home thing is very quickly losing its stigma. Pretty soon you won't be able to throw out this barb at all......America is going broke. Welcome. Thank you.
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> Gravis Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > meeting vince. ZING! ;D
>
>
> The feeling is mutual you fat-ass, living with
> Mommy...20 something yeard old!
more and more 20-somethings are living at home these days. It doesn't help that we live in one of the more expensive suburbs in the country. I think the living at home thing is very quickly losing its stigma. Pretty soon you won't be able to throw out this barb at all......America is going broke. Welcome. Thank you.