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#676 Old 16th Mar 2021 at 10:18 PM
omg it's been in forever last time i was on this site, can't remember half of it but 2 days ago i had this odd dream about the world coming to an end (sort of)
i got to blame with like everything, i ran and ran, and i was jumping and that jumping became higher and higher and eventually i could fly, like how lol
can't remember how it ended up though

and last week i had a dream about going to the same room with the same people too (it felt like a identical multiple or something for sure) i guess you can call that the loop
no matter what floor i went, i saw the same people with exact the same room (it all looked like an living room) i don't even know how it ended up
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#677 Old 29th Apr 2021 at 5:47 PM
I had drawn on eyebrows, like with permanent marker. Why I would ever need filled or drawn in eyebrows I don't know because I already have amazing eyebrows so I would like never endanger them like that. I think I also had a waterbottle stuck in a handbag, but I don't use handbags either. It was a strange one really.
#678 Old 30th Apr 2021 at 8:21 AM
I keep having dreams where I forget to wear a mask when going out.

Life is paradoxically coincidental to the ironical tyranny applicable to the unparalleled definition of reverse entropy.

"A thunderstorm breaks the wall of darkness." - Lyrics to Storm

"Meh." - me
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#679 Old 6th May 2021 at 3:46 PM
Not really sure, but I think I have been watching one too many of Terry Gilliam's animations.

"Quick! Before the animator has a heart attack!"

I should be the only one to shine,
I am the Golden Queen of Shadow Galactica
(Translation of a line from image song Golden Queen Galaxia)
#680 Old 11th May 2021 at 6:06 PM
I just remembered part of a dream I had some time back, where I was talking to some bald dude with a brownish shirt and blackish pants and shoes. He had a Celtic accent and was building either a small house or a shed out of wood in an open field. Can't remember what we were talking about, though.

Life is paradoxically coincidental to the ironical tyranny applicable to the unparalleled definition of reverse entropy.

"A thunderstorm breaks the wall of darkness." - Lyrics to Storm

"Meh." - me
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#681 Old 15th Jul 2021 at 9:40 PM
This bump is necessary, I got to get this off my chest.

In the past few weeks and culminating to a head in the past few days, I have been having a dream of going into a toy store that sold only fashion dolls, action dolls and old school style G.I. Joes with changeable clothes. The store was about the size of the Wal-Mart in Philipsburg, so we're talking square footage of a football stadium but no, you're not going to find Hoffa.

I was greeted by a woman who I could wade my feet in her makeup, it was Tammy Faye Bakker thick.

She told me for opening day, they were having a sale. All dolls were pennies instead of dollars so $5 = 5¢.

I went nuts and bought dolls based on anime characters, Canadian teen cartoon characters, Marathon animation characters, Italian comic cartoon characters, Korean CG characters and the like. I had to have everything delivered by vans as the bridge is out this summer for structure maintenance.

The one set that rode up front with me were the rebels from Gundam Wing. When I shown it to my mother, she busted up laughing at Quatre. Quatre had platinum blonde hair and blue eyes, but he wore a pink long sleeve shirt, a purple vest, khakis and brown shoes. She did in Linda Belcher (Bob's Burgers) voice "The 1970s called...THEY WANT THEIR CLOTHES BACK!"

When my mom found out, she asked "When's the next bus?" I unfortunately have a strained relationship with my mother and have been known to "throw her under the bus".

I should be the only one to shine,
I am the Golden Queen of Shadow Galactica
(Translation of a line from image song Golden Queen Galaxia)
Mad Poster
#682 Old 16th Jul 2021 at 1:43 PM
I had a dream that I was posting on MTS... so here I am!

~Your friendly neighborhood ginge
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#683 Old 4th Oct 2021 at 4:36 PM
I have been daydreaming of a city filled with humans with prosthetics and implants, cyborgs and droids. I call it "Egg City"

Most of the time, I dream of seasonal events in my daydreaming. I imagine Halloween wouldn't be any different.

I should be the only one to shine,
I am the Golden Queen of Shadow Galactica
(Translation of a line from image song Golden Queen Galaxia)
Mad Poster
#684 Old 5th Oct 2021 at 1:54 PM
Dreamed I was on a large river or channel boat last night - we're talking rocky water with lots of white tops and not in any way looking remotely safe. No idea what I was doing there, probably vacationing or some such, but I was apparently having a blast (I normally hate being out in boats, although I don't usually mind large passenger boats on calm waters).

Found it a bit funny because that dream came so completely out of the blue. Haven't been on a boat, even a large one, for over a year - and you probably couldn't get me to go on a trip like the one I was dreaming about even if you paid me lots of money to go, 'cause I really don't like that kind of waters
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#685 Old 27th Mar 2022 at 5:51 AM
My Crushosphere merged with my tired mind.

George Clooney came to check in on me after I woke up from a nap. Apparently, my depression made me physically ill with a fever and dull aches and he reassured me I was just recovering from depression and that along with emotional distress, sometimes physical problems can manifest in a way.

He pulled up a chair and sat at my bedside. We talk, sometimes we would be laughing, others he'd be drying my tears and he would help me downstairs to the kitchen and to the medicine cabinet because I had an incapacitating case of post nasal drip.

I'm probably going to admit it is boring to be left alone and sick with such ailments.

I should be the only one to shine,
I am the Golden Queen of Shadow Galactica
(Translation of a line from image song Golden Queen Galaxia)
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#686 Old 27th Mar 2022 at 8:47 PM
I was skiing. But like on grass like on the super flat fields on the other side of town. I'd never do that to myself in real life. Skiing is a no, and also why would invade cow territory?
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#687 Old 5th Apr 2022 at 10:17 PM Last edited by PANDAQUEEN : 6th Apr 2022 at 12:27 AM.
Crushosphere merged again.

Jason Bateman was there for a visit. I was oddly warm like I had been feverish and as soon as we stood up, I began to struggle. He helped me up to my room and tucked me into my bed. He asked "How are you feeling, kid?" I was in no mood to talk. He could feel the warmth on my forehead. "You're certainly warm. Let me get you some Tylenol and a drink." He went downstairs and came back up with Tylenol and a Canada Dry Ginger Ale in a can (I prefer it in a can\bottle over fountain. The fountain variety tastes watered down and hasn't gotten the bite it's famous for.)

He asked "Would you like me to sit with you?" I said "I'm okay with that" he pulled up a chair and we talked as my fever broke. He then gave me a guaifenesin tablet because of my post nasal drip and I drank it down with the remaining ginger ale and started to get a little bit sleepy. He drew my comforters up, arranged my pillows, kissed my forehead and said "There's no need to worry about it. I'm sure your fears are unfounded and he's behaving himself. (I was worried about an author with little notoriety compared to a contemporary.) As far as ethics goes, you're a good kid, a better friend and one of the best young women I met. You survived countless attempts on your life and will fascinate me as I look after you today. Your parents are probably wondering about you. Text them on their break when they call out to you."

I slept and he cooked downstairs. Then came the point of Inception. Jason was cuddling up to me on the couch, both of us watching Match Game (for those who live outside of the US, it was a game show in the 1970s of fill in the blanks that were cheeky where contestants had to give an answer to a 6 person panel of celebrities that were between B List and C List (in other words, they had pretty free schedules to allow appearance on the show. Common panelists included Brett Somers, Richard Dawson, Charles Nelson Reilly and the national treasure herself, the late great Betty White) and the panel had to guess the fill in the blank) so I let him draw me closer as the rain started to fall.

He woke me up to feed me a small snack to take with my night medicine. He asked "How you feeling, sweetie? Like your body isn't betraying you?" He said as he touched my forehead, "Your fever broke and you're eating again." I eventually asked him to rub my back and he found that knot that was bugging me.

He said "Get some sleep, sport. Tomorrow, we can work on your doll collection. I wrote a check for you." And I fell asleep.

My dreams are weird when I am sick.

I should be the only one to shine,
I am the Golden Queen of Shadow Galactica
(Translation of a line from image song Golden Queen Galaxia)
Mad Poster
#688 Old 17th Apr 2022 at 9:25 PM Last edited by PANDAQUEEN : 17th Apr 2022 at 10:26 PM. Reason: Clarity
The Crushosphere is purifying and started to take an oldie but goodie to the center stage: Richard Epcar.

Again, sick in bed and this time, he was a voice actor with 600 character voices sitting up next to me. He was, by contract, to do his most influential voice while in my presence: that of a revolver-wielding marksman on the run.

He said "Wake up, kid. You don't look too good". My face was bright red from being flush. (I get hormone surges and it shows up in my face) He got a cold compress. I spoke up "Richard...is that you?" He said "Yeah it's me...your family sent me to look after you while they are at work. Given that they have a dossier on any man you've came in contact with between 1997 and 2017, they chose me because, 1.) I have a wife and daughter and 2.) You seem to adore my body of work" I told him "Music is love, sound is life."

He spent time with me talking about his approvals from top actors, how he lost his mother in his teen years and his intentions when he started acting was to be a spaghetti western hero. I told him about how life throws curveballs. I told him I expected to do voice acting for a living, but I ended up with multiple medical conditions that prevent me from leaving the house unescorted. He then said "Give me a taste of what your talents have to offer." I pulled out all the stops on my repertoire of voices. He was amazed. "You got raw talent in some regards and refined in others. How long have you been mimicking voices?" I said nonchalantly "Since I was 8, that's quite some time now."

I gave him a kiss and said "Forgiveness is all I beg for from you. You're actually sweet even when you're using that gruff, grumpy voice. I actually fell in love with it many years ago when I was younger. Don't think bad of me if I am in tears."

He sat at the edge of the bed and said "Sweetheart, everything will be fine." as I lay in bed with tears being wiped from my eyes and the comforter drawn up. The blackout curtains drawn. I gave him one last kiss before he left my room. By that time, he left for the day.

It was weird. I'm still sick. I cry when sick.

I should be the only one to shine,
I am the Golden Queen of Shadow Galactica
(Translation of a line from image song Golden Queen Galaxia)
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#689 Old 20th Apr 2022 at 11:42 PM
Since I am underdepressant I do not logical dreams anymore. My latest was yesterday. It was so much messy the dream was senseless.

Lucie is not my real name, she was a sims from a story I imagined a dozen years ago.
I speak French only. If my statements are harsh, rude for you, that's not intentional. I just think Different due to my Language and my Culture.
But truly, I am open-minded than you think of.
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#690 Old 30th Apr 2022 at 2:13 AM
My cat talked in a sweet little voice. Think VIZ dub of Sailor Moon's Usagi Tsukino. "You can give me more treats like that cream cheese..."

I should be the only one to shine,
I am the Golden Queen of Shadow Galactica
(Translation of a line from image song Golden Queen Galaxia)
Mad Poster
#691 Old 15th Jul 2022 at 6:04 AM
Last night I had trouble getting to sleep, tossing from side, and when I finally dozed off my brain was in that same mood, so I continued dreaming I couldn't sleep. I know I'd been dreaming is because I'd been "trying to sleep" in a couple different rooms, and doing some other weird stuff while trying to get to sleep - but still. My brain does mess around quite a bit. Sleep inception, I guess

Anyway, should get some shut-eye now. Just woke up from a brief nap (a not intended one), and my brain insisted I'd been part of a kids' Xmas TV show on a spesific date, singing a particular song - and I'm not surprised if I sung it out loud, but I'd probably woken up the whole house if I did, so I probably didn't. No idea where that got pulled from. We're not even done with July, Brain! Even worse than the "Xmas stuff in October" shops
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#692 Old 24th Jul 2022 at 4:50 PM
I don't remember my dreams, generally, but on occasion, I'd had some really bad ones, especially when I was younger and typically after watching a scary movie.
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#693 Old 30th Jul 2022 at 11:40 AM
Numbers weren't numbers and nobody could explain why. I feel like thats not too different from real life, but like at least we agree on most things about numbers. But in my dream nobody did so everyone was confused all of the time. Which to be fair isnt much different from real life either

But yeah not a very cool or interesting dream this time
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#694 Old 30th Jul 2022 at 5:06 PM
Yesterday (before going to work) I dreamed I was chased down by a crazy snake. After trying to lock it in, which didn't work, I finally thought I'd managed to flush it down the sink drain (dream logic...), then it jumped up and bit my hand.

And then my alarm went off, right on cue.
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#695 Old 14th Aug 2022 at 12:18 PM
Was in one of those small planes that has space for like 6 people and it was all like nyoom. And then we landed on a cloud (because clouds are like meringue or mousse or something similar which can dfinitely take all that weight on it. Then we had a picnic with pizza but we were only allowed to use spoons to cut and eat it.

And then I got woken up by the smell of soup. Was very confused cos thats def not pizza smell.
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#696 Old 3rd Sep 2022 at 5:36 AM
Richard Epcar came back from the Crushosphere.

He walked into my room and asked "How you holding up, sweetie? I heard you had been having trouble falling asleep." I told him "I had sleep disorders since I was a baby." He said "Were you ever colicky?" I said "no..." (I was starting to quiet down). He said "Let me hold you. You look like you need a back rub" (Truth is, I rarely, if at all, turn down back rubs. My back hurts a lot.) I held onto his side and he began asking me, gently rubbing a knot out of my shoulders "You seem to be tired all the time. Have you gotten checked out for chronic fatigue?" I told him "I was. Turns out I was lovesick and you seem to make it worse. I love you, but I know you have a family of your own." About this point, I burst into tears and he brings in a packet of tissues and all I could do was blow my nose. He says to me "I didn't know you were that fond of me..."

I told him "Bill Nye is full of himself and I deserve better..." He said "You do deserve better. You may have all those fancy degrees from 21 of the top universities a woman can be admitted to at a young age, but I really want to know: What do you want to do with your life?" I told him, "I want to go into voice acting and singing in various languages and I want you to help me. You've been a gentleman to me. Bill would trot me out like an animal in a circus act, performing science experiments for treats. And don't forget 'Putting on the Ritz', I am not a fan of Taco. Bill uses that version."

"I can help you, sweetness." He said to me. I wrote a "Dear John" letter to Bill, with a blistering hot message, citing I never want to participate in any science competition as partners, but as rivals. And I included a photo of me kissing Richard.

I sent it to Bill via the snail mail box. (Dear John letters have more impact if they are physical.)

Richard took me to New York and we made the morning a fun one. By 11:00AM, he introduced me to a studio in need of a voice actor for background walla (walla? Walla is dialogue mixed with other dialogue to create the sound of a crowd.) and by happenstance, I was able to provide a crowd all by myself.

Richard took me home and said, "That was an exceptional day. Same time tomorrow?" I asked "Same time tomorrow? What, you're divorcing your wife after 40 years?" He said "Actually, I helped you get that job. Starting tomorrow, you will be a voice actor. Have some tea tonight, gargle with green tea and then salt water, and rest your voice. You have a lot of work ahead and I will be on the other side of the booth." I leaped into his arms and kissed his cheek. "Okay, you got me. I understand you have a grateful loving side. Good night sweetie." I was walked to the door and the sunset was beautiful. I had dinner with some tea and and fell asleep after the gargling.

I am having trouble with my sleep schedule.

I should be the only one to shine,
I am the Golden Queen of Shadow Galactica
(Translation of a line from image song Golden Queen Galaxia)
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#697 Old 14th Sep 2022 at 1:26 PM
So there was a man who broke my heart this summer.

Long story short, things were going great (he even said he loved me a few times) and then he ghosted me with no warning.

I'm still reeling from the shock, hurt, sad and missing him (although there's no way I would take him back now, I still miss him), but I'm trying to get closure for myself, by accepting he's gone and it's over.

I have dreamed of him a few times since then, but never remember what happened in the dream when I wake up.

Last night I dreamed about him, and remember it well, it was a 'nice' dream, we were at his house having a takeaway tea and cuddling etc. It was one of those really long dreams with lots of detail. He was being mushy and romantic with me, like he always was in real life.

Why does my brain torture me like this? It knows I'm trying to get over him
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#698 Old 1st Oct 2022 at 7:46 PM Last edited by PANDAQUEEN : 1st Oct 2022 at 11:57 PM. Reason: Clarity
Richard Epcar returns and I contracted bronchitis.

(To clarify, the dream begins at the beginning of December.)

My face was flush, I had a deep cough and he sat at the edge of my bed reading to me my English language books. (Some of my books are in Japanese or Taiwanese Mandarin.) He and I talked. Sometimes I would cry. I would be tucked in, then given my medicine, and would be allowed to take a nap. He would sometimes make me my favorite meals, then my night pills, and then help me ready myself for bedtime that night.

When I wasn't sleeping, we'd play video games, although the stuff we played was a far cry from his go-to of "007: Goldeneye" or watching cute little kid cartoons like Molang. He would sit in an office chair and hold my hand. My hands were extremely warm and his were clammy like the underworld of Greco-Roman mythology. It was like I was Persephone and he was Hades preparing me to winter in the underworld.

Weird thing is in these dreams, he's a family friend who has been trying to get me to be friendly with him and in spite of his kindness, I'm a mess of a woman who just wants her parents after being a charge in what was otherwise wet nurse duties. Part of me wants to love him, but I know enough that it could never be.

He would continue to do so every day for 3 weeks and my parents came home for the holidays. He stayed a few more days and left on January 1.

I should be the only one to shine,
I am the Golden Queen of Shadow Galactica
(Translation of a line from image song Golden Queen Galaxia)
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