not all that dream, just generally themes that are cinematic and/or intense thriller stuff
please stay on topic thanks
This is actually so good
What’s up?
This is the dream thread and there are non dreams being posted please do ur job
Don't waste your time.
I tried and failed.
I had a dream where I was eating the world's biggest marshmallow.
And when I woke up, my pillow was gone.
thank you for being on topic finally
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:
My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride, From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
- MLK
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i think you've gotten a bit big for your britches
My dreams don't reflect that dream.
Not sure if it's a fault in me, or a fault in society.
I am a white male, I have a good job, but my dreams are usually about me being persecuted.
Not sure of the moral of this story.
Yeah you’re gonna tell me in my thread how big my britches are
I think not
have a reoccurring dream where i'm delving into a tomb of some sort. it starts differently but always ends up opening a sarcophagus with a mummy in it
Yeah, I am. I’m still just a person on this site.
Ty
i think you're dreaming about what it's like to wake me up in the morning tbh
dreams have been increasingly more vivid since starting a tolerance break. kind of fun in a way
Was watching a show tonight where the main character found out that he had a child from a previous relationship. And it really got me thinking.
There was a girl that I really liked in college. But she had a boyfriend. We hooked up a few times when they were fighting, but that was it.
The night before I went back for the next semester, I had the most vivid dream.
We were all back at school and they showed up. With a baby. He told me they named it after me because of our friendship. When were alone, she told me that she named him after me because he was mine. I looked at the child, and he had my eyes! I woke up with my blood pounding.
The next day I told my best friend about the dream. We had a few laughs. An hour later I asked everyone about them. Another friend told us that she had a baby, and they both dropped out.
I got a calendar and did the math. Probably not mine.
But I still wonder.