No.14881
It started out in a kind of foresty area, similar to a certain spot around my home village. I was doing stuff there and remembered I wanted to go to a party. I grabbed gf and went to something like a school or university where I met people from elementary school who reminded me that I had promised to go to another party with them that was on the same evening.
Then I went to a doctor to get something checked, but I also told her about my problem of having my brain full of fuck after a workday, so she sent me to a therapist.
Then I was in some kind of hospital hallway with several other people, including the ones I met earlier, but it was partly water and we were actually on a ship. It was one of those gigantic cruiser ships. The ship broke in half and the people were treading water. Two guys were kind of competing for "leadership" while I found a small sailboat with a bunch of floating devices, which I distributed to the people.
I then drove around with the boat and talked to the two guys in order to bring them together.
No.14907
I had a dream that I was riding in a train and met Russian EC schizo. He was still misanthropic and was reading Nietzsche. I wanted to tell him that I changed my political views but I didn't want to admit being wrong in front of such a smug person.
In next dream there was a civil war between vatniks patriots and liberals, and liberals were winning. I was shouting to them from apartments that Ukrainians hate all Russians, but especially they hate Ukraine-sympathizers, this is why they destroyed liberal headquarters with air strike. And also destroyed nearby hospital, what a morons. Liberals threw molotovs at my direction in response.
Asked grandpa if he has a gun, and he showed some agreement signed by NATO, and started to prove something. I replied that world order after 1991 and 1993 is not legitimate, so this document has no legal force.
Then I went downstairs and was roaming destroyed buildings. At this point I started suspecting that I'm dreaming. However I supposed that if I'm awake, I'm still in this place, I'll just meet hobos here instead of rebels.
No.14992
Dreamed that people are variables in Rust. And when they have sex, they transfer ownership. And if you are in a passive position (and the woman is on top), then it's your value which is going to be borrowed. And you can't do anything anymore because your value has been borrowed.
#safeProgrammingMonth
No.15047 KONTRA
>>14992Does this mean that sex with more than two participants is always unsafe?
No.15449
>>15067> it turned out to be a swampy hellscapeCurious dream by someone from Hellsingi :DD
No.15450 KONTRA
I keep having dreams about exotic women.
No.15452 KONTRA
I created this thread on xyz three years ago. Proud of this new institution
No.15453 KONTRA
four years ago!
No.15585
I dreamt that we were travelling the countryside by car. My mother mentioned that in the future we will be going to Tokyo but the “we” just meant her and my father.
I happened accross a group of students from my college. We were in a richly ornamented courtyard. They were putting on a play. Three characters dressed in 19th century clothing wrestling and then falling into the fountain.
As the play went by more and more people I know came and we discussed handing in the thesis. Some of them found the 500 characters long summary too hard to do and I told them it took me 10 minutes.
The crowd was mixed. People from elementary school, high school and college.
Final image. Looking down from the balcony of the house. There was an uncut patch of weeds, mostly dandelions that have grown around two metres tall but were otherwise proportionste. We were before a storm. I was alone.
No.15586
I was visiting the Islamic Republic of Iran, alongside with a group of friends that I've been engaging with in these past few months. We went out to nightclubs, but at some point I was quite bored of their shenanigans this part of the dream went on for a while, but there's not much of note, so I head over to some of arcade/movie theater. Inside, there are plain white stucco walls and a large projector screen. I ask the man behind the counter what's the deal and says that for a fee of 25€ I can select a movie. I look through his selection of strange titles, until I find one that purports to explain the 2008 economic crisis in Portugal. I also order some sort of elaborate ice cream and take my seat. Sitting behind me, a gigantic British man with a busted face makes small talk, seemed like a friendly sort. The movie itself was bizarre, it mentioned figures I couldn't recognize, confused the names of the political parties involved and gave some contrived explanation as to why the crisis occurred.
The movie ends, and the place begins closing up - I get up to leave and pay, I notice I had never gotten my icecream but it was being charged. The man behind the counter explains it was their mistake, but that they'd need to charge me for it still, as it they were nearing on completing this elaborate dessert, but couldn't deliver it because the place was closing down. Facing this unreasonable behavior, I decide to run out the door as fast as I can. Outside, there's a beach and a crowd is also rushing home, so I take off my sweater and join this crowd. I'd hear the man chasing after me and complain about my people being cheats, but he was unable to recognize me in the crowd. I spend the next few hours in great anxiety over being stopped and arrested, but I'm able to board the plane and go home - now a wanted criminal in Iran.
No.15613
We went to a restaurant with friends. I ordered a soup. The noodles in it were perfect but I forgot to pay after eating it and I felt really guilty. Though the taste otherwise just reminded me of just a mediocre sunday soup. It didn’t have enough fresh greens in it.
It was winter. We were discussing where to have breakfast.
No.15614
I wanked.
No.15623
Had a serious discussion with a toddler who could only respond by da or nah. But I somehow knew he got me.
No.15650
I dreamed that I was convicted of a crime and to escape prison I decided to emigrate to Canada. My parents took me to the airport and I entered the Canadian section. It was a room with a door to the right and two kiosks in front of me with a CRT monitor on it that they no longer conduct human searches or administration, but there were still two Chinese women sitting behind the desk doing some administrative labour. I asked an employee what I had to do if I had alcohol to declare, because I remembered I had a bottle of vodka in my bag. She told me to go to the side of the kiosk where an employee took note of the vodka and also the bottle of glühwein I had on me for some reason. I was thinking about what I'd do once I get there because I had no money or connections and my immediate thought was to just simply sell these bottles for some fast cash or something.
An old lady asked me if I were Hungarian and she talked about some WW2 connection she had to the country. I looked morosely into the distance and a cute female clerk asked me if I was sad or of I was going to cry and I said no, everything will be fine.
The dream ended with me remembering that I might have somewhere to stay if I can just connect with some distant quasi-relatives, so things would eventually be fine.
No.15746
I was building a log cabin to live in. My father helped a bit. I found a fragmented trilingual edition of the Lunyu while digging. Also an expired gift card for a bookstore. It’d have been s nice house.
Was at a rhetorics seminar held by the new opposition messiah. We were tasked with analysing quotes and pairing them up with WW2 personalities and modern Hungarian politicians. I was impressed.
No.15747 KONTRA
I forgot my dream, but I dreamt of her.
No.15805
had a dream where a lion and a parrot are sitting in the zoo. the parrot screeches "POLLY WANTS A CRACKER", and a zoogoer hands it a cracker. the lion says "I envy you, parrot, for as a lion, even if I could speak, humans could not understand me". And the parrot says "ah, but I am not speaking. I don't have the faintest idea of what I just said, I only know that if I make this sound, humans give me a cracker".
The lion thinks a bit, and yells out "POLLY WANTS A CRACKER". But to humans it only sounds like a mighty roar. Impressed, one of the zoogoers throws him a t-bone steak.
The lion looks at the steak, then at the zoogoer, and says: "That's not a cracker".
No.15806
then, half awake, I thought of a funny joke:
Why did Polly want a cracker?
Because it doesn't like the taste of Negro's Kisses.
No.15811 KONTRA
I hope it makes you all feel a bit better about yourself that at least you didn't have a wet dream tonight in which your grandmother asked you to pleasure her using an inflated condom.
No.15812
I had a dream about Michel Houellebecq's article called "Torture of beauty and torture by beauty". Its point was that meritocracy should be abolished because enormous resources are spent by people on proving their worth, and it isn't compensated by selecting best people. As an example, he showed a girl in high school (porn actress Valentina Nappi). On the one hand, she spends her best years on preparing for exams instead of learning something actually cool or useful. On the other hand, boys in her class are doing stupid things while competing for her attention.
Then I was a teacher rushing to teachers' meeting.
No.15891
In dream I saw boomer in "Stop making fun of old liberals"(written in English) t-shirt. I thought, wow, I should tell about it to EC.
>>15811What would Jung say about it?
No.15892 KONTRA
>>15812>preparing for exams instead of learning something actually cool or usefulLike sucking dick?
No.15894 KONTRA
I dreamed I was constantly failing to enter my name into a computer using a touchscreen that needed a pen to use and I got really mad because every single time I touched a key on the digital keyboard it made a misinput.
No.15895
Two of the kids from my grade school class were hired at the company where I work. They promptly went to work. One drilled big holes into all the walls, the other one patched them up really badly. I asked them what the duck they were doing. They told me the boss had told them to do this and they would finish the task.
No.16017
>>15894Sounds like using a Deutsche Bahn ticket machine from a few years back (they might till exist).
>>16015>THE smart device using person on EC>dreams about Zuckerberg and gift cards for a bike-sharing serviceThis is funny.
No.16025 KONTRA
>>16018Maybe amusing is more precise. Your dream reflects a cosmos I see your being situated in.
No.16026 KONTRA
>>16025>Your dream reflects a cosmos I see your being situated in.I don't think so. Zuckerberg is about as relevant to me as James May is (also a character from my dreams). Same applies to bike sharing. Never used, nor do I recall ever talking, reading or thinking about it. There are some city-bike stands near where I live, though.
No.16027
>>16026> I don't think so. [...] is about as relevant to me as [...] is (also a character from my dreams). Same applies to [...]. Never used, nor do I recall ever talking, reading or thinking about it. are you trolling, or do you really not see the elephant in the room?
>>16015> I need to lose some weightHint:
the elephant is you. No.16028 KONTRA
>>16027>i[...] re[...] t[...] a[...] r[...] t[...]Good post.
Also, losing weight was the least relevant part, so I didn't even think to bring it up. Man, these G*rmans couldn't make a coherent post to save their life.
No.16045
I saved a squirrel from an abandoned enclosure and took t to the doctor.
No.16072
>>16045I am proud of your dream self.
No.16076
I dreamed I was at a fancy international conference. Very expensive hotel, custom nametags etc. Security guard took me to a room full of printers to give me my tag but it was all fucked up. He also gave me a barela readable copy of a textbook printed in front of me.
No.16078 KONTRA
I had my first day at a German takeaway currywurst, burger, fries etc for minimum wage and I was overwhelmed with the cash register and registering orders. People left because I couldn't get it right. Bad omen for me entering the job market for real this time :DDD
No.16104 KONTRA
>>16099>he's best at inventing smart-sounding mouth-wordsthe best of all economic systems requires jobs like these and I am pretty thankful for that.
t. converter to economic realism
No.16263
I was walking in a small, idyllic town. It was in East Germany. Everything was lush and green. I stumbled into a bookstore and they had a great East Asian selection.
No.16264
I was killing angels.
Then people in some post-apocalyptic community (they were such a nice guys).
Then I attacked a military base and threw grenades all other it.
I also had cheat-codes on flying.
No.16417
I dreamed that we were building a house with my mother and a tornado was coming. But the work was very harmonious. We were sharing the work.
No.16450
I dreamed a guy paid for a girl to cut his penis off
No.16455
I had a dream that I wrote a zombie horror novel about my workplace. Or I was in that zombie horror, the boundary between fiction and reality was very fluid. Was chewing or shooting my colleagues, depending on different plots.
No.16471
I had this vivid dream about being in some railway cart and it was going through a large patch of sea, which had giant blocks of marble in it, but the marble-blocks, all towering in the distance were carved with elaborate sculptures, mostly faces. And the entire thing felt so great, I felt my self put my right hand out in front of me in an expressive, position, as if I was making some grandiose speech or channeling energy. And then the cart tumbled under the water and I wasn't sure it was intended or if we were going to drown.
That's where the dream ended. The colours were all very ideal. Sharp, not overly rich. Blues, whites, the cart was red. A cross between the tone of a heroic opera and a vaporwave cover.
No.16523
I was hired to compete in a football team, I think that for inexplicable reasons it was the North Korean national team, who was looking for players to perform for them. We were playing some opponent, and I was upset because instead of playing, most people were sitting around at tables on the pitch (don't ask, it doesn't make sense) and were drinking tea and eating cookies, even with their opponents. While I was not afraid of being beheaded by an angry regime, I still felt bad, because we didn't fulfill our end of the contract, and thought that we at least should put in some effort. I woke up before more nonsense happened.
Not sure if there are analogies to my real employment hidden there, I sure hope not.