Had the first dream in a while. What the fuck........
Highlights include my friends showing me an old porno starring the original lineup of Black Sabbath and we were all apparently driving in a bus and I guess the county fair was in the way so my friend was like "fuck it" and just backed into one of the giant stands and knocked it and the fence behind it down, and I guess my friend's apartment complex was on the other side of the fence. So the police were like GET THEM and alarms were going off so we took an elevator and were running around steps, and that's all I remember before waking up. I was like lolWUT
TUPAC IS DEAD/THE LEGEND IS GONE/THEY SAYIN TUPAC'S BACK?/DEM NIGGAS WRONG
At one point there's a big family party...and all I remember is a bunch of mexicans lip synching to a Frank Sinatra song that wasn't a real Frank Sinatra song, just the sound was the same.
Also at times I kept over hearing my dad and uncles in a different room extremely dunk playing go fish. They kept repeating the same shit over and over again.
1. i was camping in the pine barrens in NJ looking for the jersey devil and i think i had video cameras with me and i also had 3 guns with me, a rifle, a shotgun, and a revolver i think. a bear tried to attack me but i shot and killed it with my rifle.....end of dream.
2. i was with some people and there were zombies trying to kill us. the dream started with us in a school that we must've barracaded ourselves in cause the zombies couldn't get in. i came across a teacher there sitting in a chair and the people i was with were looking for a way out. i rejoined the people i was with and the zombies eventually got in and i heard the teacher screaming but the zombies didnt get to her yet and i thought about going back for her but the people i was with were tryin' to talk me out of it and the teacher just kept sitting there, didnt run or anything. the zombies were getting closer to her but i felt it was too late to go back for her and we all ran out the door.....end of dream.
"That's another thing I love about metal, it's so fuckin' huge yet certain people don't even know it exists." - Rob Zombie
Had one where I was at my house. It was October and for some reasom my house was a lot bigger. Had friends over and was out on the back deck. We saw this huge spacecraft take off and were like "holy shit". Like 5 minutes later we saw something falling from the sky so we ran inside and locked all doors. Some alien came down and it was whatever but we weren't taking chances. Then the jackass boys were in my basement playing some sort of video games. I beat Bam at one and he got pissed abd eventually started hitting on me. Donno what else happened
I had a dream on the first night on our trip to Colorado last week that scared the shit out of me. We had stopped in Amarillo that night, and I guess this nightmare was brought on by the fact I wasn't in my bed or something.
This guy led me and a group of my friends to his mansion or some shit, and then began killing them in various ways. I was finally the last one left, and he began to take out a machete to hack off my limbs off before actually killing me, and then he stopped and started laughing. Then told me to go ahead and go on home, because he wasn't going to kill me. Just let me suffer by making me live in fear. ;_;
I had a horrible dream where my girl was texting me during this party I was at in Kalamazoo, and she said that some guy we know had seen naked pictures of her, and had fallen for her, and was now thinking of leaving me for him.
I woke up right when I got a text from her, and I was scared before I opened it.
Had an intense dream that lasted forever...like even the times I woke up and then fell back to sleep, the dream resumed.
I know it's TL;DR...but I wanted to write it out before I forgot all of it haha
So I go up past Detroit for a concert with my dad and a friend. Just the tickets took up a major spot in my dream. For some reason when the tickets were handed to us, we had to know a number that went with them. Well this bitch wouldn't give me mine because of my parents being split up or something, yet I'm 18. Anyway I found this cool guy at one of the gates, and I had to keep going to him every time I left. This place is hell to navigate. They turned basements into rooms with bands, but you have to go down like 50 stair cases to see them. Like I remember plowing threw people trying to get to see the band until I took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up walking these hallways by myself. Eventually I sat back in this chill area with my dad and friend, but realized I had to go back home. This is a long ass trip, but for some reason I drove myself home. When I got home, I forgot what I did but eventually I was ready to leave again. As I was leaving, I plowed threw the garage door on accident, tore the fucked up. I woke up from the dream into another dream where my mom was like "well it's a good thing it was just a dream, that'd be shitty if you really hit the door," and life resumed. So now I'm heading back to Detroit to see the concert, and when I get in I end up with my dad and friend again. I tell them I'm going to the mainstage to see on of the bands. Turns out most of the floor is seated, and with TBDM coming up later, I was highly disappointed. Anyway we had to fight for seats, and I remember sitting down next to people I knew and being like "What the hell are you guys doing here?" That band did one song and then went off the stage for a little bit...and here's where it becomes even stranger. For some reason I have to leave the venue again, and then come back. This time on the way in there is another ticket check person...I end up strolling by just showing my ticket and then taking off...but getting back to see TBDM is impossible. The venue looks like a fucking seaworld concert venue transformed form a house. I keep running by these same swimming room things and all kinds of crazy shit, and eventually find myself into rooms that look like someone lived in them. I find out that someone I know is giving these ghost tours where hopefully you can experience a ghost when in the room. I'm just trying to get to the mainstage, but she wont help me. I keep on running around until I eventually find the way I'm looking for. For some reason I had to run down this narrow path type thing, open a door and then climb up. Then I had to fight this massive river looking thing that was going the path of an expressway past the venue. I'm talking to people who were also swimming and we were all having a good time, but as I'm passing the venue, I make eye contact with someone that is inside, and someone I had saw earlier in the dream. They were playing catch and I held out my hands like "throw it this way" but the bitch and her friend just keep looking at me as I go by. I remember I had to jump off the water at some point, but I guess I missed it because eventually it was just me and this kid with his aunt talking about his baseball team. We're climbing up hill and it's getting kind of scary when I realize I missed my exit. I turned back to go down and that's when I woke up. Never even saw TBDM in what feels like the longest dream I've ever had.
The day before Mayhem, I had a crazy dream with a lot of you guys in it.
I was looking out my window because I heard a loud noise. Down in my front yard was Adam Finns, Mikey, Tim, and Brad, and they were all standing there as this huge semi truck drove by, but jacknifed and completly wrecked right in front of my house. Some guy jumped out of the drivers seat, but got run over when the trailer came around and crushed him. I went out into the front yard to ask what the hell happened, and Adam looked strangely like Brian Head Welch, but I knew it was him, even though he had dreads like Head had. So we were talking, and then Mikey out of nowhere picked me up and threw me in this car.
Then the dream transitioned into a new one, where I had stolen the car, which was a red sports car of some kind, and I was speeding down the highway on the way to my friends parents' house. This is were it got really weird, because the whole thing was from my point of view, and I was really worried and looking out for cops because I was worried they were gonna find me. But right as I was taking the exit, I knew I wasn't gonna get pulled over, but I sideswiped another car, causing my car to flip into midair and completely crash and burn.
This whole part was like an action movie, where the car crashes and the guy survives, but it was even more intense then that. It was a lot like the game Burnout, if you've ever played that. The car crashed in slowmotion, just like in the games, and absolutely fucking WRECKED. Then, in complete slow-motion, like James Bond Style, it cut to the inside of a camera. It went through all the inner components, then down through the lens, and out to the screen which was flashing .REC over and over again, like I was recording my entire escapade. Then, it moved, like somebody was picking it up from the car, and pointed it right at the wreck.
I think that what happened is that I crashed, and died, and somebody picked up the camera from my wreck.
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Highlights include my friends showing me an old porno starring the original lineup of Black Sabbath and we were all apparently driving in a bus and I guess the county fair was in the way so my friend was like "fuck it" and just backed into one of the giant stands and knocked it and the fence behind it down, and I guess my friend's apartment complex was on the other side of the fence. So the police were like GET THEM and alarms were going off so we took an elevator and were running around steps, and that's all I remember before waking up. I was like lolWUT
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At one point there's a big family party...and all I remember is a bunch of mexicans lip synching to a Frank Sinatra song that wasn't a real Frank Sinatra song, just the sound was the same.
Also at times I kept over hearing my dad and uncles in a different room extremely dunk playing go fish. They kept repeating the same shit over and over again.
1. i was camping in the pine barrens in NJ looking for the jersey devil and i think i had video cameras with me and i also had 3 guns with me, a rifle, a shotgun, and a revolver i think. a bear tried to attack me but i shot and killed it with my rifle.....end of dream.
2. i was with some people and there were zombies trying to kill us. the dream started with us in a school that we must've barracaded ourselves in cause the zombies couldn't get in. i came across a teacher there sitting in a chair and the people i was with were looking for a way out. i rejoined the people i was with and the zombies eventually got in and i heard the teacher screaming but the zombies didnt get to her yet and i thought about going back for her but the people i was with were tryin' to talk me out of it and the teacher just kept sitting there, didnt run or anything. the zombies were getting closer to her but i felt it was too late to go back for her and we all ran out the door.....end of dream.
This guy led me and a group of my friends to his mansion or some shit, and then began killing them in various ways. I was finally the last one left, and he began to take out a machete to hack off my limbs off before actually killing me, and then he stopped and started laughing. Then told me to go ahead and go on home, because he wasn't going to kill me. Just let me suffer by making me live in fear. ;_;
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I woke up right when I got a text from her, and I was scared before I opened it.
I know it's TL;DR...but I wanted to write it out before I forgot all of it haha
So I go up past Detroit for a concert with my dad and a friend. Just the tickets took up a major spot in my dream. For some reason when the tickets were handed to us, we had to know a number that went with them. Well this bitch wouldn't give me mine because of my parents being split up or something, yet I'm 18. Anyway I found this cool guy at one of the gates, and I had to keep going to him every time I left. This place is hell to navigate. They turned basements into rooms with bands, but you have to go down like 50 stair cases to see them. Like I remember plowing threw people trying to get to see the band until I took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up walking these hallways by myself. Eventually I sat back in this chill area with my dad and friend, but realized I had to go back home. This is a long ass trip, but for some reason I drove myself home. When I got home, I forgot what I did but eventually I was ready to leave again. As I was leaving, I plowed threw the garage door on accident, tore the fucked up. I woke up from the dream into another dream where my mom was like "well it's a good thing it was just a dream, that'd be shitty if you really hit the door," and life resumed. So now I'm heading back to Detroit to see the concert, and when I get in I end up with my dad and friend again. I tell them I'm going to the mainstage to see on of the bands. Turns out most of the floor is seated, and with TBDM coming up later, I was highly disappointed. Anyway we had to fight for seats, and I remember sitting down next to people I knew and being like "What the hell are you guys doing here?" That band did one song and then went off the stage for a little bit...and here's where it becomes even stranger. For some reason I have to leave the venue again, and then come back. This time on the way in there is another ticket check person...I end up strolling by just showing my ticket and then taking off...but getting back to see TBDM is impossible. The venue looks like a fucking seaworld concert venue transformed form a house. I keep running by these same swimming room things and all kinds of crazy shit, and eventually find myself into rooms that look like someone lived in them. I find out that someone I know is giving these ghost tours where hopefully you can experience a ghost when in the room. I'm just trying to get to the mainstage, but she wont help me. I keep on running around until I eventually find the way I'm looking for. For some reason I had to run down this narrow path type thing, open a door and then climb up. Then I had to fight this massive river looking thing that was going the path of an expressway past the venue. I'm talking to people who were also swimming and we were all having a good time, but as I'm passing the venue, I make eye contact with someone that is inside, and someone I had saw earlier in the dream. They were playing catch and I held out my hands like "throw it this way" but the bitch and her friend just keep looking at me as I go by. I remember I had to jump off the water at some point, but I guess I missed it because eventually it was just me and this kid with his aunt talking about his baseball team. We're climbing up hill and it's getting kind of scary when I realize I missed my exit. I turned back to go down and that's when I woke up. Never even saw TBDM in what feels like the longest dream I've ever had.
I was looking out my window because I heard a loud noise. Down in my front yard was Adam Finns, Mikey, Tim, and Brad, and they were all standing there as this huge semi truck drove by, but jacknifed and completly wrecked right in front of my house. Some guy jumped out of the drivers seat, but got run over when the trailer came around and crushed him. I went out into the front yard to ask what the hell happened, and Adam looked strangely like Brian Head Welch, but I knew it was him, even though he had dreads like Head had. So we were talking, and then Mikey out of nowhere picked me up and threw me in this car.
Then the dream transitioned into a new one, where I had stolen the car, which was a red sports car of some kind, and I was speeding down the highway on the way to my friends parents' house. This is were it got really weird, because the whole thing was from my point of view, and I was really worried and looking out for cops because I was worried they were gonna find me. But right as I was taking the exit, I knew I wasn't gonna get pulled over, but I sideswiped another car, causing my car to flip into midair and completely crash and burn.
This whole part was like an action movie, where the car crashes and the guy survives, but it was even more intense then that. It was a lot like the game Burnout, if you've ever played that. The car crashed in slowmotion, just like in the games, and absolutely fucking WRECKED. Then, in complete slow-motion, like James Bond Style, it cut to the inside of a camera. It went through all the inner components, then down through the lens, and out to the screen which was flashing .REC over and over again, like I was recording my entire escapade. Then, it moved, like somebody was picking it up from the car, and pointed it right at the wreck.
I think that what happened is that I crashed, and died, and somebody picked up the camera from my wreck.