Funny you should ask. I had a nightmare about Jimmy when he was a Submariner. He had a pin-up poster of a topless Jane Fonda …before she became a Commie…but it was stolen and it’s a Collector’s item now worth about an Obama 3 dollar bill.
Gene, I’m interested in weird dreams about infinities (of any kind, including like the one I relayed or even Theistic); oblivions (zeros, null sets, the abyss, non-existence etc.); your perception of time as a dimension with shapes and strange paths); evil you’ve encountered and how you sensed it.
Imagine this dream. It really spooked me. I have no clue where this came from.
I’m in in a room that’s perfectly normal. Furniture, finishings, color, etc.
There’s a double-wide sliding door on a wall.
Someone walks over and opens it.
The door opens to “blacker than black.” Nothing there but the deepest black you’ve ever imagined. You look at it in your lucid dream and try to imagine what it means.
Then it hits you.
Behind the plane of that blackness is non-existence.
A Null Set.
Zero. Nothing.
You think briefly about thrusting something through that threshold. But you are very fearful of what could happen and you wake up.
Been there, done that dream.
It was about the same scenario except at the end of it I discovered that I was at the end of the universe and I woke before I could poke me sheleiglay stick through it, or try to. I was mad.
Not exactlty, Walrus. But I routinely have ones where I wake up in the morning madly in love with the person I met in my dream. I really like those dreams. (I’m divorced.)
No, but I had one where I was skinny dipping with Maryanne and Ginger on the island.
🏝️ Everything was going fantastic until the Skipper showed up also, butt nekked. I still can’t un-see it.
I dreamt that I was in the front row of the balcony in a fancy theater waiting for some live performance. The Queen of England was in a roped-off section of the balcony behind me. The performance didn’t start on time and she asked me what was wrong and I said I didn’t know.
Then a minute later, a guy came up to me with a giant stack of forms that I had to fill out since I had spoken to the queen. When I complained he produced another form for me to fill out to register my complaint. Then I kept my mouth shut and angrily filled out forms until I woke up.
I had a dream where I had no choice but to meet Barack Obama. It was not pleasant! He reeked of evil and I intensely disliked being near him. Then I woke up thinking why in the world would I dream that? No clue. But I have seen the Devil in a dream and IT didn’t like me at all.
At least you weren’t nightmaring (you didn’t know that’s a word did you?) about making love to Hillary, Maxine Waters or something like that..forget Rosie O’Donnell because I just read about her losing a lot of weight and now she looks like a corpse. (no joke)
Funny you should ask. I had a nightmare about Jimmy when he was a Submariner. He had a pin-up poster of a topless Jane Fonda …before she became a Commie…but it was stolen and it’s a Collector’s item now worth about an Obama 3 dollar bill.
Well, at least I’m living inside someone’s head!
Rent free too.
With free movies!
I recommend the uncut version of Barbarella.
Jane Fonda recommends the uncut version if Jimmy.
Wearing nothing but one of those Mexican Wrestler masks…a Lucha Libre.
I think this must be some kind of weird dream!
Gene, I’m interested in weird dreams about infinities (of any kind, including like the one I relayed or even Theistic); oblivions (zeros, null sets, the abyss, non-existence etc.); your perception of time as a dimension with shapes and strange paths); evil you’ve encountered and how you sensed it.
Anything weird. You start. 🤣
I once, and only once, had a dream where you realize you’re dreaming and then enter another dream within that dream. It was FREAKY WEIRD!
Yeah, I think I know what you mean. Sounds like a weird dream in an amazinig brain. Lately, I’ve had a lot of lucid dreams in full color and sound.
Maybe people are a bit afraid of this topic. So….
Scientists will soon be able to watch a person’s dream like a movie.
Get you popcorn ready.🍿
Imagine this dream. It really spooked me. I have no clue where this came from.
I’m in in a room that’s perfectly normal. Furniture, finishings, color, etc.
There’s a double-wide sliding door on a wall.
Someone walks over and opens it.
The door opens to “blacker than black.” Nothing there but the deepest black you’ve ever imagined. You look at it in your lucid dream and try to imagine what it means.
Then it hits you.
Behind the plane of that blackness is non-existence.
A Null Set.
Zero. Nothing.
You think briefly about thrusting something through that threshold. But you are very fearful of what could happen and you wake up.
What does it mean?
(THAT is a weird dream! Share yours.)
Been there, done that dream.
It was about the same scenario except at the end of it I discovered that I was at the end of the universe and I woke before I could poke me sheleiglay stick through it, or try to. I was mad.
I have this recurring dream involving Raquel Welch and Marilyn Monroe and a hot tub. Anyone else?
Not exactlty, Walrus. But I routinely have ones where I wake up in the morning madly in love with the person I met in my dream. I really like those dreams. (I’m divorced.)
No, but I had one where I was skinny dipping with Maryanne and Ginger on the island.
🏝️ Everything was going fantastic until the Skipper showed up also, butt nekked. I still can’t un-see it.
Seeing the Skipper nekked would be a very disturbing nightmare!
Only if you also see his little buddy.
It was little alright. It looked like the button on a door bell ringer. 😨
It was little alright. It looked like the button on a door bell ringer. 😨
I dreamt that I was in the front row of the balcony in a fancy theater waiting for some live performance. The Queen of England was in a roped-off section of the balcony behind me. The performance didn’t start on time and she asked me what was wrong and I said I didn’t know.
Then a minute later, a guy came up to me with a giant stack of forms that I had to fill out since I had spoken to the queen. When I complained he produced another form for me to fill out to register my complaint. Then I kept my mouth shut and angrily filled out forms until I woke up.
That’s nothing. I nightmared that I permanently lost the use of my writing hand after buying a house. 🏡
Standing in my stepbrother’s dad’s garage while my friend Phil’s dad plays piano and sings “People are strange”
I had a dream where I had no choice but to meet Barack Obama. It was not pleasant! He reeked of evil and I intensely disliked being near him. Then I woke up thinking why in the world would I dream that? No clue. But I have seen the Devil in a dream and IT didn’t like me at all.
At least you weren’t nightmaring (you didn’t know that’s a word did you?) about making love to Hillary, Maxine Waters or something like that..forget Rosie O’Donnell because I just read about her losing a lot of weight and now she looks like a corpse. (no joke)
Um, yeah. I like bones – but not nasty, ugly bones that should be burned in a crematorium! 🔥 ☠ 🤣